Chapter 540
540fury. I will definitely tell you
Kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa!
It was a whirlpool that seemed like it was going to destroy the world. A mixture of flame and cold surged toward the sky, and the surrounding rocks and trees were uprooted and disappeared into it..
“Ugh…….”
Yeomin slowly approached the inside of the whirlpool, covering her face with her hands. I lowered my posture and tightened my legs. I had to do my best not to get caught up and fly away..
The Flame King and the Apostle of the Blood Cult were fighting in the middle of the whirlpool with a force that threatened to destroy heaven and earth. However, with Yeomin's eyesight, she could only see the flame and cold colliding, and it was difficult to follow the movements of the world-class experts..
I fully knew that it was dangerous enough that I could die if I was not careful. But I had no choice but to go..
“Nine-Eum Witch…….”
Yeo-min muttered the nickname of the military man who left behind a huge debt in her heart..
-Are you by any chance Hayeon's daughter??
-Ooh, you know my mom?
One of the teenage villains we met in Wicked Song.
A wicked man who once saved Cheongryonggomang who was surrounded by enemies, but later became maniacal and tried to kill women and take their sexual energy..
-There's nothing to be afraid of. are you okay. I won't hurt you.
The Nine-Eum Witch was a madman.
He had to live with terrible pain as a side effect of learning the wrong Bingbaekshin technique, and because of that pain, he had no choice but to become a madman and a villain, a tragic fate..
-Your mom and I grew up in the same place. It was a place where girls in similar situations gathered..
The Gueum Witch said that there were many children, including Yeomin's mother, Eunha-yeon and the Gueum Witch, at the blood religion's martial arts experiment site..
-There, if you didn't learn martial arts properly, you had to be beaten and starve. Children died every week. At that time, Hayeon helped me a lot. You must be hungry too... … He even gave me food.
Yeo-min clearly remembered the last appearance of the Gueum Witch looking at her..
Those confused eyes, a mixture of the eyes of someone who wants to help Eunhyeon's daughter and the madness of someone who cannot resist absorbing her sexual energy..
When Yeomin, who had lost consciousness, woke up again, the Gueum Witch no longer existed in the world..
Baek Soo-ryong approached Yeo-min, who was lying blankly, and said this:.
-Let me start by telling you about the sexual energy within your body..
-……It was given to me by the Nine Eum Witch.?
-You knew it.
Later, I heard from the teacher that the Nine-Eum Witch left a will at the last moment asking him to make an ice crystal and give it to her..
Wow.
The ice crystal energy within the body responded. Yeomin raised the ice ball and hit the flying stones from all directions..
‘I may not be able to do anything with my abilities right now, but…….’
Yeo- min swore to herself as she began to practice the Bing Baek Shin-gong. If I meet someone like the Nine Eum Witch in the future, I will never just leave her alone..
Of course, I had no intention of getting involved in that fight without knowing the topic and getting myself killed. but…….
“But you can't just leave it alone..”
Yeo-min bit her lip and glared into the typhoon..
* * *
‘At most, two hundred herbivores.’
Before starting a full-scale fight, Isado predicted the level of King Yeom as such. I judged that I could kill it within two hundred herbivores..
Even though he was one of the Ten Lords of the previous era, King Yeom, who was unable to achieve a complete transformation, was an old man close to ninety years old. Even if he had the greatest strength in martial arts, his body would not be able to fully handle it..
However, as the fight dragged on longer than expected, Isado realized that his judgment was wrong..
‘I know the Bing Baek Shin Gong..’
It wasn't just about dealing with ice balls. It was as if he had competed with a master who had mastered the art of ice-baek-shin several times and studied for a long time how to defeat him..
It was the first time in decades that an opponent read and responded to one's own knowledge first. There was a wary look in Isado’s eyes..
‘You have to compete with five hundred, no, a thousand people in order to kill them..’
Of course, if you do your best, you can reach a quick decision, but the risk will also increase..
At that moment, Isado remembered Ilsado’s advice..
-Don't fight too hard until I arrive..
After the recent unexpected injury of the Three Apostles and the disappearance of the Four Apostles, the Il Apostles became more cautious than before. He advised Isado not to fight too hard..
Isado judged the advice to be reasonable and retained his strength. King Yan was doing his best from the beginning. It was clear that if time wasted, it would self-destruct..
However, King Yeom was more persistent and fierce than expected. It was like seeing an old but seasoned beast. He withstood his attacks, and the fight, which started after sunset, dragged on until the early morning of the New Year..
‘How can I endure it??’
Doubt appeared on the apostle's expression as the extent of change was minimal. An old and worn-out body. Skin that becomes necrotic over time.
Even though he knew there was no chance of victory, King Yan showed an indomitable fighting spirit..
And geary.
“I should make the apostle of my blood religion my companion on the way to the underworld and make my friends who went before me proud..”
Pow! Fuuuuuuu! Bub bub bub bung!
The flames condensed and exploded repeatedly. The impact continued to pound and break the frost barrier surrounding the apostle's body..
That wasn't the end.
Hwaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!
The two arms covered in fire swelled to enormous size like the wings of a phoenix and swallowed the apostle in one go. A fierce heat came over me..
The apostle also responded by scattering his fireballs in all directions. A pure white snowstorm swirled and pushed away the heat..
Kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa!
The air cooled by the Ice White God Ball and the air heated by the Heat Fire God met and created a huge whirlpool. The world-class experts who caused natural disasters with human power fought for life and death within it..
“……why don't you die?”
Isado asked, brushing away the sparks from his sleeves. Parts of his snow-white uniform were tanned black, and his jade-like skin turned red. It was the first time I had suffered a loss..
“Didn't I tell you? I will make you my companion on the way to the underworld..”
Every time the Flame King, who had become the flame itself, laughed, flames blazed all over his body. The old man, who had been dying just moments before, looked incredibly lively..
The power he gained by burning his life far surpassed his inaction in his prime. Every time the Flame King shook his hand, a stream of flames lashed out like a whip. Isado’s self-defense strength made of frost melted away..
Cheeeeeeeek…….
Isado couldn't help but admit it as he watched his self-defense strength slowly melting in the terrible heat..
The current Flame King is an opponent that cannot be killed without using all one's might..
Sssssssssssssssssssssssssssssshhhh-
A tremendous coldness emanated from Isado’s body..
The extreme cold began to push out the terrible heat. Every time I swung my palm, the flame lost its power and died out..
The ice bath kidney that was completed even froze the entire space..
“It's so cold it's scary. She would definitely be stronger than the Ice Moon Goddess in her prime. However…….”
King Yeom somehow looked happy..
Is it because the life-and-death enemy he fights against by burning the last flame of his life is the successor to the Bingbaek Shinkong that he wanted to overcome throughout his life?.
“I am also not Sima Liang of the past..”
The Flame King thrust his twin swords forward and charged with all his might toward the swirling cold air. The flames that enveloped him left a long tail behind..
A huge light exploded, and a roar that shook the heavens and the earth erupted..
―Kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwak.!
Afterwards, the vortex created by the two world-class experts disappeared..
In the dawn sky that was as clean as a lie, the two world-class masters slowly descended to the ground..
“…….”
“…….”
They stood facing each other in despair..
The apostle's right sleeve was completely burned. There were terrible burn marks extending from the shoulder to the forearm..
“Was it only one arm at most??”
King Yan looked into space with eyes that had lost focus and muttered..
On the outside, nothing much had changed, but I could barely feel any vitality in my body..
It looks as desolate as a pile of ashes left after being completely burned..
Because he lost both his eyes in return for burning his life, King Yeom could not even accurately determine where the apostle was standing..
“Just finish this..”
King Yeom said those words and waited for a moment. However, there was no subsequent attack by the apostle..
“……Bingbaek Radish?”
All that was left was a question-filled question. And the apostle's voice was never heard again..
“Apostle. What are you doing? Break this old man's neck.”
King Yeom urged again, but there was no answer..
Because he was blind and all his senses had faded, King Yan could not tell that the apostle had already disappeared..
“Why doesn't it end? Are you mocking me? It didn't seem like that kind of disposition.…….”
King Yan's voice gradually became quieter and his whole body lost strength..
Although his upright posture was still the same, he slowly lost consciousness, like a blown out candle losing its last warmth..
“I should have left at least a few words.…….”
It was then.
“Leave it now. I can buy you that much time..”
With the voice of an unfamiliar old man, the polar energy returned to King Yan's body for a moment and caught the dying flame..
“……who is?”
King Yeom asked the person who placed the banquet on his back..
But another voice answered..
“Lord.”
King Yan's empty eyes shook violently at the familiar yet foreign voice..
“……Blue Dragon Credit Union. Is it you??”
It was not visible to the blind eyes of King Yan..
Standing in front of him is a man with red eyes wearing a blood-red long robe and an old man who is instilling a sense of humor in himself..
Maybe it's a good thing I can't see it.
“yes. you're right.”
“Hey, you're finally back. Did you save the hostage??”
“I was rescued safely. I came right away... … Was he an apostle??”
It was a question with many implications, but King Yeom nodded calmly..
“From what you didn't see, it looks like you just left me. Well, it's a body that can't be revived even if Daera Shinseon returns..”
Baek Soo-ryong didn't say anything for a while..
Rather, King Yeom urged him. Where does such power come from, his voice was loud..
“Go quickly and save the students! Everyone will still be fighting. We must stop the ghosts of the blood cult from harming our children.!”
Even though he did not have much time left, King Yan was concerned about his students until the end..
“……All right.”
Baek Soo-ryong's hair and eyes, which were staring at him, slowly returned to their original color..
“Is there anything you want to say??”
“Just say a few words.”
King Yeom delivered his will to Baek Soo-ryong. It was a short message delivered to Sima Young, instructors, and students of Jujakgwan..
“I will make sure to tell you. Leave the rest to me... … Rest now.”
“Please give my regards to Gunsang too. There is no place for you in the afterlife yet, so don’t even dream about it..”
“I will definitely tell you.”
A soft smile appeared on King Yan’s tired face. He let out a low, long sigh..
“It's hard. I've lived too long. It's not that bad considering I can see my friends who went before me..”
“Ice Moon Goddess will also welcome you..”
Baek Su-ryong blurted out. Then King Yan was surprised and asked.
“Huh? how do you know that?”
“There is a way to know everything. Instead, don't flirt again for no reason. Your husband will be next to you with his eyes wide open..”
“Huh! You talk like we know each other.!”
“When you meet me, don't look at my scars..”
“ha ha ha! I really need to talk about you first.!”
King Yan laughed like a young man for a while. Then he passed away quietly, as if he was falling into sleep..
“……rest in peace.”
King Sima Liang of Yan.
He passed away at the age of 88 during the battle against the blood religion..
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