Episode 953
Phew.
After Raon wiped away the blood flowing from the Jecheon Sword, he examined the fallen Parel.
‘It’s over.’
Perhaps because he was a half-pennies with only one eye black and white reversed, Farrell was unable to move after his heart burst. He slowly let out his breath and waited for death.
‘So is it time to move on to the next step?’
It was while I was waiting for the third test of the first lord that I was about to put the Jecheon Sword back into its scabbard.
Wooooow!
As if time had been rewound, the floor and walls of the palace that had collapsed from the sword strike rose again. The wounds on Farel’s chest, which had been on the verge of death, were also restored to their original state as if nothing had happened.
“What is this….”
Pharrell also looked at his chest where the black mark had disappeared, as if he had not known that he would be resurrected, and his chin shook.
“I don’t know what happened, but I won’t suffer anymore. I’ll kill you for sure!”
The bastard gnashed his teeth and charged forward as if he wouldn’t miss this opportunity.
Oh my god!
Raon frowned as he blocked the roughly slash of Parel’s saw-blade sword.
‘It seems that even Pharrell himself doesn’t know why he was revived…’
Is this also the arrangement of the first guest?
I thought the second test was over with killing Farrell, but it seemed I hadn’t satisfied the first patriarch yet.
“You have no chance left!”
Farrell shouted that he would never let his guard down again and raised his Flame Dragon Curse.
Kuwaaaaaah!
A giant fire dragon rose above the blade of the saw blade and rushed forward as if it were going to swallow him.
Oh my god!
After Raon channeled Parel’s Flame Dragon’s Wind with the connection of Mu Geum Hyang and the Prayer Beads Wall, he placed the Je Cheon Sword in the middle.
“No matter what you do, you cannot surpass my sword.”
Farrell’s eyes flashed with a fierce glare as if he would accept anything.
“You’re so good at talking after being dead once.”
Raon opened his sword and opened it towards Pharrell with a blatant laugh.
“I will kill you with the same swordsmanship.”
Farrell shouted that he would not give in this time and extended his powerful Red Sword Thirty-Six Swords.
Wooooow!
Raon narrowed his eyes as he watched Parel’s Thirty-Six Swords rushing in faster than his own sword.
‘It’s the same this time.’
You must master the swordsmanship appropriate for the Samshipyukgyeol of the Red Sea.
Jeokseom Samshipyukgyeol is a sword technique that lightly trims Jeokseom and simultaneously stabs in thirty-six directions. It requires a different sword technique from the sword practice contained in Jeokseom.
‘Should I just add the sword?’
Raon has the secret of a sword that allows him to connect sword strikes to attack thirty-six directions simultaneously without a single error.
Phew, phew!
The secrets of the sword, contained in the swordsman’s own sword, the Thirty Six Swords, clashed with the Thirty Six Swords of Farrell, which contained the power of the Heavenly Sword.
Jeez, jeez, jeez!
The sword strikes fired in thirty-six directions collided at the same location, creating a loud noise like thousands of steel bars shattering.
“Didn’t I say no?”
Farrell raised his lips as he watched the Thirty-Six Swords he had unfurled push his sword strike.
“This time it’s your turn to have a hole drilled in your chest… Huh?”
But his laughter didn’t last long.
Quaddududuk!
Although he was pushed back in terms of starting power, his own swordsmanship of thirty-six directions, which he maintained until the end, pierced through Parel’s sword strike.
“Oh, you’re crazy!”
He approached Farrell, who was backing away in confusion, and swung the flames of the Red Sword Thirty-Six Swords that had not yet gone out.
Kwaaaaaaaah!
The flaming blade that had been attached to the sword of the Heavenly Sword fell gracefully and swept across Farel’s entire body.
“Ugh… .”
Farrell fell backwards, his vital points ripped off and red. It was a death more gruesome than his first death.
“I guess it’s over now.”
As Raon slung the Jecheon Sword, which still had its heat still on it, over his shoulder, the cracks in the floor began to fill again and the rag-like body of Pharel began to regenerate quickly.
“That son of a bitch!”
Farrell’s hands trembled as he held the saw blade, as if he still remembered this death, and he ground his teeth so loudly that it made a crackling sound.
“What have you done to me!”
The bastard seemed to not want to die any longer, and even in the midst of his confusion, he used a mysterious technique to rush towards his left.
Cheeeeeeeeeing!
The saw blades drawn by Parel scattered like a dream, making it impossible to predict their path. It was a silver sword dream of Laon Sieghart style swordsmanship that contained the extremes of fantasy and change.
Srrrrrrrr!
Raon unleashed the same silver sword dream as Pharel, and brought forth the ultimate power of a quick sword strike that could cut off the enemy’s windpipe in an instant.
Choaaaaaaah!
The moment Farrell’s hazy sword strike fell towards Raon’s neck, the Jecheon Sword that had been lying down rose like lightning and cut off the bastard’s neck. It was a new silver sword dream that contained extreme pleasure in waiting.
“Huh….”
Farrell groaned briefly and fell to the ground, seemingly not even realizing that he had been hit.
Wooooow!
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However, the bastard came back to life as if he had never died, grabbed the saw-toothed sword, and rushed at me.
Oh my god!
Raon looked up at the dark dawn sky through the ceiling of the fallen kingdom. The moon, its face revealed between the clouds and smoke, was just a little bit lower.
‘no way….’
Will this dawn continue until I have developed all the sword techniques I have learned into the ten thousand swordsmanship?
Looking at the situation so far, it seemed that this fight would only end if all the swordsmanship I had learned was strengthened.
‘then….’
Am I good?
It was a great coincidence that I could fight a life-and-death battle with a strong unmanned force like Farrell. I couldn’t help but laugh when I heard that this time was going to continue.
“Why, why are you laughing!”
Farrell twisted his lips in anger.
“Because I feel sorry for you.”
“What? What is that…?”
The guy frowned as if he didn’t understand.
“I counted how many times you have to die. I felt a little sad.”
Raon aimed his sword at Parel and nodded arrogantly.
“Let’s just die a thousand times.”
* * *
“Phew.”
Lass stepped onto the gray ground that seemed to have turned to ash and let out a murky breath.
‘It was long.’
I moved quickly, but as expected of the sea, the end was very far away. In my own sense of time, it felt like I had walked for over a month to reach this land.
‘It was a boring journey.’
When he turned around, the sea, which had been as black as ink, was rippling with a blue light similar to his hair, as if it had been purified.
‘You’ve come a long way here.’
If I were to compare my actions of walking on that sea to those of a human, it would be like walking on a hot stone slab. It was quite a difficult ordeal, but strangely enough, I never felt like giving up.
‘Well, that’s to be expected.’
Because the king watched Raon’s life from the closest distance.
Raon is a poisonous creature who swings his sword at his enemies while smiling even when his flesh is torn and his bones are shattered. He has been watching the bastard fight for a long time, so this level of pain is nothing to him.
‘But what is this place?’
I saw land and mountains made of ash, like the sand dunes I had seen at the place where I first woke up.
‘I guess I’ll have to go to that mountain.’
I walked along the faded, grayish road toward the gray mountain. It wasn’t that far, so I was able to reach my destination in no time.
‘It’s different from a sand mountain.’
Lass licked his lips as he looked at the black cave on the mountainside. It was not the mountain itself, but something inside the cave that drew his soul.
‘The smell of the Demon World. Is it the scent of the deepest land?’
He narrowed his eyes as he entered the dark cave. Strangely, an ugly smell came out of the cave that reminded him of his past.
Tch.
Lars clicked his tongue briefly and entered the cave. The path inside was flat, but it was so dark that he couldn’t see ahead even with his eyesight. The only things he could see were his fingertips and toes.
‘Even if you can’t see it, you have no choice but to keep moving forward.’
It was clear that there was something he wanted inside this cave. He had to walk this path no matter what he encountered.
Lars just moved forward without thinking about it.
* * *
“It’s annoying.”
Lars raised his fingers and grabbed his forehead.
“When will this damn road end!”
It seemed like I had spent more time than I had walking along the sea, but I couldn’t reach the end of the cave. It seemed like the darkness continued on like an abyss.
‘It definitely wasn’t that far…’
When I first entered the cave, I felt my fate not too far away. But even though I felt like I had been walking for months, I could not reach the end.
“Phew… .”
Las looked back at the path he had walked. It was dark so he couldn’t see clearly, but he could tell at a glance that it was very long.
‘It’s impossible to go back. We have no choice but to keep going.’
It was too late to go back now. I had no choice but to move forward, even if it meant I would grow old and die in this cave.
Buck!
As Lars advanced through the darkness, a human face came into view.
‘I wonder how that son of a bitch is doing?’
Laon Sieghart. Although we didn’t spend much time together, I became curious about the situation of the guy with whom I had developed more affection than any of my subordinates.
‘That mountain must have been prepared for him.’
If the previous sea and this cave were places prepared for him, then the golden sand mountain was a space created for Raon to grow.
I was too far away to feel Raon’s presence, so I wanted to see what kind of situation he was in.
‘In fact, it’s obvious even without looking.’
You must be living a dirty life.
Raon is a cockroach-like guy with stronger survival skills than anyone he knows. He was a guy who could survive by just throwing himself into the Demon World and eating the Demon King, so he felt relieved about his own situation.
‘I have to find strength and get out of here so that I don’t get teased by that weasel.’
Raon may have felt like it was a joke, but his own strength was considerably reduced.
‘I got sucked into by that bastard Raon and suffered a loss by even descending, so I can’t help but lack strength.’
Just giving Raon abilities and traits required a considerable amount of power consumption, but the impact was greater when he descended to save the children of the Gwangpungjeon or when he used his power while ignoring causality.
Even though he had great strength, he was now in a situation where he could be in real danger because he was only using up his strength without recovering it.
‘If we continue like this, we might get pushed out by Pride and Grid, as well as the guys below them.’
If I die, I die. I wanted to avoid the situation where I would be defeated by other demon lords.
‘So, thank you.’
This time, when fighting the Black Tower, Raon did not pull out the card called Kangrim even though he was in danger of dying. He felt a little grateful to the guy who fought until the end with his own strength for his own sake.
‘So we have to get something out of this place.’
The room of the ego opened its door not only to Raon, but also to himself. It meant that he could recover his strength, even if it was only a little. He had to recover his energy and return, even if it meant clinging to the trouser leg of the first patriarch.
Percussion.
As I was walking through the endless cave, making new resolutions, I felt my feet touch something.
‘hmm?’
As he quickly lowered his eyes, he saw the full-length mirror that had brought Raon and himself here.
However, what was reflected in it was not the ‘current’ self.
Swish!
A child with blue hair and eyes sat up. The child, who seemed to be either a girl or a boy, smiled faintly in the mirror.
“It’s late.”
The blue-haired child came out of the mirror with his eyes furrowed as if he had been waiting for a long time.
“I wish the King would recover, but….”
Lars glared at the blue-haired child and furrowed his brows deeply.
“You do it in a very dirty way.”
* * *
Phage, phage, phage!
The thunderbolts that filled the sky poured down in the shape of a sword. It was the Heavenly Sword of the Heavenly Thunder.
Kugugugugugu!
Parel used all his might to unleash the Sword of the Heavenly Sword, but the lightning bolt shattered the black sky and pierced through the bastard’s torso.
“Ugh!”
Farrell gasped for breath as he looked at the black hole in his chest.
“f*ck….”
He fell backwards with eyes filled with despair. His heart had completely melted, making it impossible for him to breathe.
“The power was sufficient, but the casting time was too long.”
Raon smacked his lips as he looked at the ground where the lightning had struck.
‘Should I try a quick sword next time?’
As words become seeds, he fought a thousand life-or-death battles with Farrell, and from the swordsmanship of the Manhwagong to the most recent skill of the Changgungcheonrye, he filled all the swordsmanship he had learned with the secrets of the Ten Thousand Swords.
No matter how much I fought, I never got tired because of the joy of my swordsmanship growing. All I could think about was the pleasant thought of how I could become a better swordsman.
‘Shall we go to Jeokseom Island again?’
Now that I’ve unleashed the skill of the Heavenly Thunder, I thought it wouldn’t be a bad idea to go back to basics and change the enemy island. I was wondering how to improve it, but unlike before, Farrell’s wounds didn’t regenerate.
‘no way….’
Raon frowned as he looked at Farrell, who was still as if he were dead.
‘Is it over?’
Seeing that Farrell was no longer resurrected, it seemed that his current state was in line with the heart of the first lord.
“A single sword? That’s truly amazing.”
The woman in the purple robe nodded as if she was amazed.
“This is on a whole other level….”
Even the dying king burst into laughter as if he found it absurd.
‘for a moment….’
Raon frowned as he examined Farrell’s body again.
‘Did the first person to see this guy and kill him with one blow?’
The current situation is a replay of the past. Based on the words of the woman in the purple robe, it seems that the first patriarch cut down Farrell with a single sword as soon as he saw him.
“The sun will rise soon. The monsters will be weak, so let’s move now.”
The woman in the purple robe flew out of the palace, shouting to stop the massacre.
“Oh, thank you.”
The king lowered his hand with a weak laugh.
“I will repay this debt even after I die. And he… .”
As he lowered his voice to say something important, the sun rose to clear the darkness.
Woof woof woof!
A beam of light from the sun came down like a pillar, obliterating everything around it.
‘What is it this time?’
Seeing everything that had existed before my eyes disappear, it seemed like the second test of the first lord was over.
‘It seems long, but it also seems short.’
Because I couldn’t tell the passage of time, it felt like a day had passed, and it also felt like a year had passed.
‘But there is one thing that is certain.’
That I became stronger.
However, his physical abilities did not increase, but his swordsmanship was improved by filling in the gaps and cutting out unnecessary parts, and his level of martial arts itself increased rapidly.
I was so excited to see how much had changed that I wanted to quickly return to reality and swing my sword.
Cheeeeeeeeeing!
As Raon was practicing his swordsmanship in the air, the rising sun stood in the center of the sky.
A terrifying heat poured down from the golden sunlight, seeming to melt body and soul.
Whoa whoa whoa.
The heat was so intense that I was dizzy and couldn’t stand properly.
Sweat poured down from my entire body like rain, and the strength left my arms and legs. I felt like I would suffocate and collapse in just a few more minutes.
‘What, what is this…?’
As soon as I realized the Man-geom, the heat of the sun was pressing down on me, and I didn’t know what to do.
‘I don’t think you want me to cut down the sun. What the… Ah!’
As I squinted my eyes and looked at the golden sun, an event from the past came to mind.
‘Balkan’s Charcoal Kiln!’
I remembered when I first learned the art of cartooning, gathering heat from the charcoal kilns of the Balkans. It seemed that the first master intended to use that blisteringly hot sun to elevate the level of cartooning.
‘I don’t know why this arrangement was made, but…’
I sat under the sun, forcing my lips to curl up. I slowly closed my eyes, enduring the heat that seemed to melt my skin.
‘I will gratefully accept it.’
For my revenge.
Raon vowed never to give up and operated the polarity comics. A heat more poisonous than hellfire slowly rose around him as he exhaled thick breath.
