Episode 1032
Teardrop!
Martha became a yellow flash and rushed into the arms of the nine apostles.
‘The opponent is stronger than me.’
You have to fight with all your might from the beginning.
He drew up all of the Titan’s aura that was shaking in his dantian and fired a devastating strike containing the energy of the earth like a lightning bolt.
“You’re ready to fight.”
The nine apostles did not back down even as they watched Martha’s sword strikes pour down as if they were going to sink the sailboat.
“I know why your blood smells so sweet!”
He struck Martha’s sword strike with his fist, blood blazing white.
Kuwaaaaaah!
The deck of the sailing ship shook as if it were going to fall apart as Martha’s sword strike wrapped around the Titan’s aura clashed with the nine apostles’ fist strikes imbued with white blood.
Cheeeeeeek!
Martha frowned as she took five steps back to recover from the shock of bumping into the Nine Apostles.
‘As expected, you’re stronger than me.’
Unlike himself, who had retreated five steps, the Nine Apostles were pushed back only three steps.
Although the strengths of the inspector and the counselor were different, it meant that there was a difference in power of more than one step.
‘Grand Master Senior or….’
No, it doesn’t matter anyway.
Even if you were a Grand Master intermediate-level player and your opponent was not an upper-level player, but a top-level player, your only option was to kill him.
“It’s much stronger than I heard.”
The 9th apostle laughed, throwing the woman he was holding on his left arm behind him.
“I can’t wait. I wonder how wonderful it will feel to drink your blood!”
He clenched his fists as if he was ready to start properly, and his spirits flared.
“Your protruding snout stinks. Will you shut up?”
Martha laughed and made a gesture with her hand for the nine apostles to shut their mouths.
‘That guy is a monster, more than he looks.’
Although he was smiling on the outside, he was not feeling well on the inside. When he collided with the Nine Apostles, the shock reached his insides and he felt a sharp pain in his heart.
‘But we must keep fighting.’
His target was not a pig like that, but the supreme transcendent White Blood Cult Leader. No matter how strong the opponent was, he could not back down.
Teardrop!
Martha rushed to the left of the Nine Apostles and swung her heavy sword along the horizon.
Choaaaaaaah!
This is the Paeyang Sword that was handed down directly from Denier. The blade imbued with the secrets of the Paeyang Sword fell towards the necks of the Nine Apostles.
“You are such a crazy bitch!”
The 9th apostle showed his yellow teeth and swung his fist, as if he was surprised by Martha’s gruesome sword. His fist was also a strong fist that contained the intention to blow up his opponent.
Tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk!
As the sword and the fist collided one after another, waves of aura spread out in all directions. Countless sparks exploded in the sky and sea, creating a spectacular sight like watching fireworks.
But the deck of the sailing ship seemed to be made of a harder ore than steel and did not break or shatter.
“I’ll make you a well-chopped piece of meat!”
Martha’s eyes flashed fiercely and she used the sword of the slash towards the hearts of the nine apostles.
“Is that what the Emperor’s inspector would say?”
The 9th Apostle shouted, “Isn’t this the line I should be saying?” and roughly extended his fist, which was burning with white flames.
Kuwaaaaaah!
Martha gritted her teeth as she watched the nine apostles forcefully rush in.
‘It’s so dirty and heavy.’
I feel like my sword is attacking me.
The Nine Apostles used a fighting style that was similar to their own, using strength, speed, and weight to overpower their enemies, so it felt like fighting in a mirror.
‘But why do I feel like I’m the only one shocked?’
Even if you defend yourself with a deadly sword or a strong sword, it can cause great shock to your opponent’s body and mind.
But unlike himself, who felt as if he was about to suffer an internal injury, the Nine Apostles did not seem to feel any pain.
‘It’s true that he’s stronger than me, but he’s not a transcendent being.’
It didn’t make sense that the Nine Apostles, who weren’t even transcendent beings, wouldn’t be affected by even the slightest impact from their own swords.
‘I need to find out what they’re doing.’
Martha turned to the right and thrust her sword into the swaying abdomen of the Nine Apostles.
“joy!”
The 9th Apostle raised his fist toward the sharp sword strike that was launched with a snicker.
Phew! Phew!
The moment the Ninth Apostle extended his fist, Martha turned her sword and aimed for his shoulder.
Phew!
Because it was the first time they were attacked from a place other than the front, the Nine Apostles were unable to properly defend themselves, and were hit hard on the shoulder and pushed back.
“Have you decided that it’s no longer okay to confront them head-on?”
The nine apostles snorted in disappointment.
“… … .”
Martha ignored the laughter of the Nine Apostles and focused on the white currents rising from his shoulders.
‘That energy….’
I turned my gaze and saw the blood magic spells engraved all over the deck.
“you….”
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Martha frowned as she looked at the shoulder of the ninth apostle whose wound had healed in an instant.
“Were you using blood magic in your fight with me?”
The Nine Apostles seemed to be using the blood magic contained within this deck to erase the shock and wounds transmitted internally.
“You’re quick-witted.”
The nine apostles smiled faintly and nodded.
“That’s right. The spell engraved on this deck can absorb blood and vitality. If there is absorption, then naturally there is also discharge.”
As he raised his hand, the deck glowed white and emitted a huge amount of blood.
“I erased the shock and pain from your sword strike with my stored blood.”
The 9th apostle smiled and waved his hand as if he had noticed it well.
“If you keep taking attacks so ignorantly like me, you’ll end up with no flesh or bones left.”
He raised his eyebrows as if to ask if I still intended to attack him.
“Hmm….”
Martha let out a short breath and took a step back.
‘I have to get off this boat.’
The 9 apostles themselves are stronger than him, so if he uses such tricks, his chances of winning will decrease drastically.
I thought it would be better to go down to the harbor and fight.
“There’s no point in running away from here.”
The 9th apostle shook his head calmly as if he had read his thoughts.
“Because the blood magic is tied to this barrier.”
He raised his voice, saying that a bloody spell was spread throughout this harbor, shrouded in white fog.
‘It’s not a lie…’
Martha bit the inside of her cheek as she looked at the smiling Nine Apostles.
‘Even now, waves of blood are crashing into the harbor.’
Looking at the waves of blood created by this sailing ship sweeping through the entire village, the words of the Nine Apostles were absolutely not a lie.
‘There… .’
If you fight down there, people could be in danger.
The battle between himself and the Nine Apostles was a showdown between a sword and a fist, so the aftermath was greater than imagined. If he was not careful, not only the Nachaldan prosecutors, but even the general public would be swept away.
“I didn’t even think about running away?”
Martha muttered to herself, telling her to stop talking nonsense, and aimed her sword at the Nine Apostles.
“Not only you, but this ship needs to be torn apart too!”
He raised his chin and shouted at them to come at him again.
“You’re bluffing without any merit. After all, prey that doesn’t fight back is no fun.”
The nine apostles clenched their fists and giggled.
“From now on, I will press you down with all my might.”
A flame of blood twice as large as before burst out above his fist.
Phew!
The Nine Apostles rushed in front of me like a barrage of shells. He violently turned his shoulder and swung his right fist down.
“Do you think a knife won’t go in just because your stomach is sticking out?”
Martha drew her sword with a sharp angle towards the nine apostles who were charging at her like wild boars.
Kuwaaaaaah!
As soon as the fists and swords of the 9 apostles collided, unbearable pain surged through my arms and legs. I deliberately stepped back to relieve the shock that was rushing to my body.
‘From now on, the word ‘power’ wasn’t a lie.’
The impact from the 9th Apostle’s strike felt stronger than before. My stomach started to churn as if I had already suffered an internal injury.
“Still a long way to go!”
The 9th Apostle ran to the right as if he would not give him a moment to rest and unleashed a heavy punch. Despite his heavy weight, his movements were as light as a feather.
Kookookookookook!
Martha swallowed the blood flowing from her throat and continued to unleash the first strike of the Paeyang Sword, blocking the nine apostles’ strikes.
‘Did you end up getting hurt?’
He had thrown countless punches that shook the heavens and earth in one go, so it was only natural that he would be able to break through even the Titan’s aura.
Rather, it was a great thing that I was finally injured.
Kuuuung!
Martha ground her teeth as she fended off the blows of the Nine Apostles that were about to crush her head with her sword.
‘When is Raon coming?’
It’s close to the port, so it shouldn’t take long… .
Raon is staying in a place not too far from the port he is in. The signal has gone out, so it won’t be long before he arrives.
Phew!
The 9th Apostle did not miss the moment when he was thinking of Raon and snapped his fingers to strike Raon in the stomach.
“Ugh!”
Martha let out a bloody moan, clutching her stomach as she felt the pain threatening to burst.
“I can see you’re losing focus!”
The nine apostles laughed heartily and swung their fists upward from below, their blood blazing.
Kuwaaaaang!
I tried to defend myself somehow, but the Titan’s aura in my sword broke and I was thrown back, hitting my back against the deck railing. The pain was severe, as if my bones had broken.
“Ugh… .”
Martha barely managed to get up, but the pain radiating from her entire body made the hand holding her sword tremble.
“Where did that confident look go and why are you so slumped over like that?”
The nine apostles nodded as if to ask if it was over already.
“Judging by your expression, it looks like you’re waiting for Raon Sieghart?”
He twisted his lips, saying it was obvious that he was thinking of something else.
“Stop talking nonsense.”
Martha chewed her lips and ground her teeth.
“It’s unfortunate, but the situation here will be over before he gets here.”
The 9th Apostle shook his head, saying that he had no need to see Raon. It seemed that he had a way to escape this place without using the sea route.
“Die now.”
He unleashed a huge, blood-filled punch as if to put an end to it.
“Haaah….”
Martha let out a thud as she watched the fist of blood rushing in front of her.
‘Are you waiting for Raon to come?’
Since when did I… .
‘Since when did I think I was losing?’
He clearly started the fight vowing to kill the Nine Apostles with his own hands.
However, realizing that he was inferior in both force and preparation through sorcery, he began to fight passively, unlike before.
I fought thinking I couldn’t win against an opponent of the same color, so it was natural that I would lose.
“This stupid bitch!”
Martha struck her own cheek and swung her sword at the fists of the nine apostles.
Kugugugugugu!
After starting the battle, he pushed away the blood of the nine apostles by generating a dark yellow light from his own black sword that had been pushed away from him throughout.
“If I don’t kill this guy, I’ll never get my revenge!”
Martha cried out in anger and pressed the fists of the nine apostles with the sword she held in both hands.
‘Burn it.’
Burn your anger and soul!
If I can’t even defeat the Nine Apostles, who aren’t even transcendent, then saving my mother from the White Blood Cult Leader is a distant dream.
He swore that if he didn’t win, he would fight and die here, and he went forward.
“what….”
The nine apostles opened their eyes wide in surprise at Martha’s determination to push away the fist while spitting out blood.
“She’s more dangerous than she looks!”
He stepped back for the first time, as if sensing ominousness in Martha’s unwavering gaze.
“You can’t give it time.”
The nine apostles spread the blood energy that had been concentrated in their fists throughout their bodies.
“I will erase all of you and Sieghart’s trash without a trace!”
He charged forward, his body engulfed in flames of blood, stamping his feet as if he were going to shatter the deck. It was like a giant shell rushing before my eyes.
Gooooooooo!
Martha let out a shallow breath as she looked at the nine apostles who had appeared before her in an instant.
‘Raon told me to accept my feelings.’
Raon advised him that after he woke up from his state of nothingness, he should focus not only on swordsmanship and aura, but also on emotions and thoughts.
I couldn’t really take it in at the time, but I think I understand now.
‘I must burn my will and soul.’
The oath he had sworn from the moment he took up the sword. He turned his promise to himself to destroy the White Blood Cult and save his mother into an ideology, awakening his soul burning with rage.
Kuuuuung!
Martha straightened her shoulders and lowered her sword of faith towards the nine apostles who were charging forward.
The season of the sword of defeat.
Invincible.
The will of revenge that Martha held burned upon the silver blade, creating a deep and dark glow.
Kugugugugugu!
The best swordsmanship, containing the strong, quick, moderate, and powerful, collided with the bodies of the nine apostles, which were covered in extreme heaviness and hardness.
Crackle! Crackle!
The nine apostles’ blood and Martha’s sword clashed head-on, sending a terrifying wave that passed over the sailing ship and swept through the entire harbor.
Kuwaaaaaah!
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“That’s the place!”
Lavawin pointed to a harbor covered in white fog. It didn’t seem particularly strange, considering the storm raging in the surrounding seas.
‘I see.’
Raon snorted as he looked at the foggy harbor.
‘It’s an artificial atmosphere.’
The white fog appeared to have appeared naturally, but it was emanating a very subtle, twisted energy.
Since he could barely feel it himself, others probably thought it was just fog.
-It smells like foul blood.
Lars frowned as he swept through the fog.
-It looks like the work of those vampires.
The guy clicked his tongue, saying that it was clearly the work of the White Blood Cult.
Wooooow!
The Jinhon Sword seemed to sense the scent of blood that Las had spoken of, and it rang out with a more intense sword sound than before.
‘I see.’
Raon nodded while holding the trembling Jinhon Sword.
‘Well, the only people who would do something like that are those bloodthirsty demons.’
There are many evildoers who kill people, but the White Blood Cult is the only one that kidnaps more than half of them and takes them away.
I had my suspicions when I heard that there weren’t any bodies, and it seems that it was indeed the work of the demons.
“All hands, ready for battle. Let’s get right in… Hmm?”
Raon frowned as he told Dorian and the Gwangpungjeon inspectors to prepare to fight right away.
‘That guy was here too.’
A blue wolf’s face rose above the sea next to the harbor.
‘It’s a lot different than before?’
Instead of the pure sea energy it had previously displayed, the blue wolf was exuding a malevolent, sinister aura.
Now it no longer felt like a spirit, it just looked like a monster.
‘Was it really a monster raised by the White Blood Cult?’
The wolf’s eyes were also blurry, so it seemed like he wasn’t in his right mind.
But there was no time to deal with that wolf right now. I had to save the people at the port first.
“My stomach, my stomach won’t go in!”
Lavawin frowned, saying that the ship was not moving towards the port because of the barrier.
“Please wait a moment. First, I’ll break the barrier… .”
It was when he was about to call the sailor who was a wizard.
Kuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!
A huge roar of mana erupted from inside the barrier.
Judging by the aura of the Titan, it seemed that Martha was desperately fighting against the demons of the White Blood Cult.
“I don’t have time to wait. I’ll open it.”
Raon stepped onto the air and stood in front of the barrier of fog. He charged the Jecheon Sword with the heat of the Manhwagong and struck down the enemy with the extreme power.
Choaaaaaaah!
A golden flash of flame stretched from heaven to earth, tearing apart the barrier of mist that had filled the space between them.
Kyaaaaaaaah!
The White Blood Cult’s barrier began to shatter into thousands of pieces, slowly revealing the shape of the harbor.
Kookookookookook!
The first thing that caught his eye was, of course, the sea in front of the port.
A huge sailing ship was half-broken and sinking, and on the split deck lay a middle-aged man with his flesh torn from his shoulders to his waist.
Phew!
Martha was aiming her sword at the neck of a middle-aged man who was spitting out blood, staggering as if he was about to collapse.
‘Martha beat that guy?’
The middle-aged man, who appeared to be an apostle, was dying, but his current energy alone overwhelmed Martha.
I had no idea how Martha could defeat such a monster.
“It’s thanks to you.”
Martha looked at me as if she had read my mind and smiled weakly.
“And now it begins.”
Even after winning a tough fight, she clenched her blood-soaked fists with a burning fighting spirit.
“My revenge!”
