I can see the Emperor's stats-Chapter 186
Cheonrajimang
deep in the woods
There was the sound of weapons colliding.
Chae Chaeng!
shhh!
The spear twisted like a snake and shot out. Changyoung, who split into dozens of branches, slashed through the enemy's flesh and splattered blood.
Smack!
“Ah!”
The ones who sprinkled blood were those who wore black clothes and sprayed ominous energy.
Shuk.
After recovering the spear, Jegal Unhyeon wiped away his sweat and was disgusted.
“It’s already been three days. Aren’t these guys endless?”
But there is no time to catch your breath. A young man with a blood-stained spear came running. His name was Zhuge Gun.
“Uncle! The enemy has reappeared from the rear of the battle line.”
“What about support?”
“Namgung Daehyeop ran. but… … .”
"Looks like they're them again."
Whiik!
Jegal Unhyeon quickly jumped and headed for the rear of the ranks. The 1st rank of the Cheokmadan led by him is currently trapped in the siege of the Demonic Cult.
[Cheonrajimang]
It was a siege that no enemy could escape if it was wrapped in the meaning of the net of the sky and the earth. However, originally, in order to cast such a dense net, the opponent's power had to be overwhelming.
So, the people of the Cheok Madan never thought that the Demonic Cult would surround them in reverse.
Jegal Unhyeon was chewing his lips as he ran.
'I never thought the demonic cult's potential would be this much.'
As a superman, his speed was as fast as the wind. Reaching the rear in an instant, he fired a lightning-like attack. The enemies are a group of enigmas clad in black uniforms.
They, who had been fiercely attacking the masters of the Cheokmadan, changed their stance when they saw Jegal Unhyeon.
"superman… … .”
“It is the new spear of the Jegal family.”
“Build a siege.”
Skip.
Five masters surrounded Jegalunhyeon.
"bout!"
Again, his spear moves dazzlingly and creates dozens of shadows. A decent master would not be able to take even one properly, but those in black uniforms were different.
“Suck!”
They were all bare-handed, but each stretched out his two hands in front of him with a strange spirit.
wow oh
The energy emitted from their palms and the spear of Jegal Unhyeon collided with the sound of the wind.
Kwak Kwa Kwa Kwam!
shiver.
An explosion erupted, and those in black uniforms were pushed back. But that's it.
“… … .”
sseuk
“Huh… … .”
Jegal Unhyeon sighed again. Even after taking his spear, the masters in black uniform approached again as if nothing had happened!
'Were there masters like this in the Demonic Cult? What are these people doing?'
Surprisingly, there were about 30 people who could block the superhuman masters with only 5 people. Even from afar, Namgung Ilcheon struggles against their siege.
As superhumans, their feet were tied up, not to mention other masters. The place where those in black uniforms participated in the battle is full of screams and the thick smell of blood.
“These guys!”
“Ah!”
“Retreat! Get yourself out of the encirclement!”
Jegal Unhyeon, who shook off the leeches with one powerful attack, hurriedly broke through the encirclement. This is the third day. With no way to overcome it in a head-to-head confrontation, he had to escape somehow.
At least, if there weren't two superhuman level masters, the first line of the Chuck Madan would have been wiped out in an instant.
Quaang!
His efforts were not in vain, and there was a small gap in the siege.
'You have to break through quickly. If we get out of here, we can reorganize.'
The moment when Jegal Unhyeon, whose eyes were shining, was about to throw himself.
“Where are you going?”
cooong.
Along with someone else's blow, a heavy blow landed on his head.
“… … !?”
Kwak!
A large pit is dug where he hastily escaped. And someone came down on the spot.
"haha… As I heard, your body is very quick.”
"you?"
The man who got off was wearing a black uniform, but the energy he felt was much heavier and stronger. Feeling this, Jegal Unhyeon let out a quiet voice.
'This guy is a master... Were there any people like that left in the Demonic Cult besides the leader?'
In any case, thanks to the intervention of the man, the escape route he managed to clear was blocked. Jegal Unhyeon had no choice but to look around with a gloomy expression. He was quite exhausted from three days of repeated battles.
'Can I deal with that guy quickly and break through the siege again?'
It was unreasonable to judge soberly. No, I wondered if he would be able to do it even if he was normal. Surprisingly, the man in front of me is a superhuman level master.
“… … .”
“Kuhhh… … .”
The man who let out an unpleasant laugh opened his mouth again.
“My name is Bukgungpa. Have you ever heard of it?”
'I'm sure I've heard it somewhere... … .'
Jegal Unhyeon shook his head.
“I’ve never heard of it.”
“I guess so. Because this is the first time I have come out of the Protestant Church.”
When Jegal Unhyeon heard that, he shrugged his shoulders.
“Oh, is that so? I'm sorry I didn't know. I was also curious about what kind of third-class Madou pretended to know.”
Pop!
His provocation worked well. The man who called the Northern Palace hardened his face and growled.
“A guy who is already dying from exhaustion dares to… … .”
“A guy who surprises me because I’m afraid doesn’t look very great.”
“These words will be your will.”
The Bukgungpa flew like lightning. And at that moment!
'It took.'
Woo-wook Shu.
“Hut!”
The Bukgungpa, who rushed at it with an angry expression, was frightened when they saw dozens of spear blades rising under their feet.
Jegal Unhyeon's secret space distortion! It was a surprise attack using that characteristic. He aimed for this one move and provoked the North Palace.
“Kuk!”
However, the opponent was also not easy. What was embarrassing for a moment was that the North Palace soared into the sky just as it had rushed. The height he has risen is astonishing.
Chew!
The blade ended up scratching his ankle. And the North Palace fell like a shelter from the sky.
"this guy!"
“Tsk!”
Jegal Unhyeon clicked his tongue and prepared to defend himself. The fact that he escaped the surprise of his long-awaited conversion is proof that he was preparing in anger.
'As expected, the group of Demonic Cults are not formidable.'
Although it was not revealed on the outside, in Jegal Unhyeon's heart, anxiety was welling up. Will they be able to escape safely?
Kwaaaaang!
The two hands of the Bukgungpa and the spear of Jegal Unhyeon collided, creating an incomparable roar.
“Cool!”
“Big… … .”
The two backed away, bleeding from each mouth. Jegalunhyeon, who vomited black blood, seemed to have suffered some damage, but considering that he wielded the spear for three days and nights and attacked with the momentum of the northern gungpa falling, it was not a big loss.
However, given the current situation, Jegal Unhyeon's injury is even more fatal.
"joy! In any case, the headmaster would be happy if I captured you.”
Even though their pride was hurt, the Bukgungpa raised both hands again for a while. If he continues to fight like this, his victory is certain.
“Would you like to try?”
Jegal Unhyeon continued to smile happily, but even he could not completely hide the fact that his face was becoming pale. The Bukgungpa, who grasped it, let out a gossip.
“Heh… Your bravado is amazing.”
But just as he was about to throw himself again, something surprising happened.
Seruk.
A sword appeared out of nowhere near his neck.
“Ugh!”
The Bukgungpa was so surprised that the hairs all over its body stood up. It looks like his throat has been cut. He hurriedly concentrated his air power on his neck and defended it.
Cacan!
Chow ah!
Unfortunately, the sword was stealthy and quick, but slightly lacking in power. It ended up putting a fairly deep sword wound on the neck of the Northern Palace.
“Eh… … .”
A sigh of regret was heard, and the sword master moved to the side of Jegalunhyeon.
“Are you okay, Instructor?”
“Instructor?”
Jegal Unhyeon hurriedly looked at the man.
“Are you?”
The man scratched his head.
“It was late to join. Please tell Your Highness about this matter.”
“… … .”
Jegal Unhyeon looked at the man with a mixed expression of happiness and complexity. He was Keynes, whom he had not heard about since coming to the East Continent.
And as soon as he revealed his identity, shouts arose.
“Waaaaaa!”
“Rescue the Chuck Madan!”
A relief force suddenly appeared outside the encirclement.
“They?”
Jegal Unhyeon observed them calmly. The costumes are not unified, but they are usually shabby and the martial arts used are different.
'A group like this in Moorim... … .'
“Ronks!”
"you're right."
“Were you among them? Those masters there?”
Surprisingly, among the rongins, there was a mix of quite skilled masters. As they attack them as the main axis, no matter how low the level of the ronin is, it is temporarily pushed back because it is a sudden surprise attack for the Demonic Cult.
“I also found out about it recently, but those friends say it’s the Nanginsip River. It seems to have a good reputation among them.”
At Keynes' words, Jegal Unhyeon couldn't help but be surprised.
“Speaking of the Nanginsipgang… … .”
[Nanginsipgang]
Among the ronin, who are generally regarded as lowly in Moorim, there are geeks, so there were outstanding masters among them.
“But I heard that they all have different personalities and don’t hang out together?”
Keynes scratched the back of his head again with a shy expression.
“It is long to explain. Let’s escape first.”
“That is true.”
Surprisingly, for a moment, Jegal Unhyeon raised his spear again. First of all, it was to break through this siege. Now, when the battlefield was disrupted by the participation of the ronin, was an opportunity.
* * *
“I’m going to go out soon. I think I know a little about it now.”
[hey.]
"huh?"
The yellow dragon brushed away at Julius once in a strange tone.
[I will cancel the statement that you have no talent.]
“What are you talking about?”
[I never thought I could acquire this much knowledge in one year. You are definitely a person born in this world.]
'Why is this guy suddenly like this?'
Julius was slightly taken aback by the unexpected compliment, but burst into laughter.
“One of the players said that all people live in the same place, right?”
[…] … .]
The yellow dragon looked at Julius again with a puzzled expression and then shook his head.
[Haha… In general terms, it's a really useless talent. Anyway, I'll say it's great.]
“… … .”
Julius shook his head. Over the past year, he too had become accustomed to the Yellow Dragon's words.
'If it's a compliment, it's just a compliment, but I'm sure it's hard to vomit.'
Tring!
[You have cleared Stage 2 of the Trial of the Yellow Dragon.]
[Achievements increase.]
After spending a year in the virtual space like that, Julius was standing in front of Jeong Do-maeng before he knew it.
“First of all, I am really sorry. I am too late.”
“No, lord.”
“I am glad that Your Highness returned safely.”
"big… hmm… Well, since you're back now... … .”
Surprisingly, there were no characters who vomited to comeback. Not to mention the knights and his subordinates, most of the others were people who had seen Julius' powerlessness firsthand, and rather, many of them turned pale because they found out about him swearing at him from behind.
Julius, who clearly knew what was inside, smiled and turned his face toward the Zhuge Nebula.
“After listening for a while, the situation seems serious. Could you explain it?”
"All right."
Only then did Jegal Nebula hurriedly open his mouth. Currently, the Chuck Madan is in a precarious situation where most of the power is disintegrated and the remaining ones do not know when they will be annihilated.
“… … .”
After hearing the explanation, Julius put on a serious expression.
“In a word, it’s X.”
"yes?"
“No, I got the word wrong for a moment.”
'It's fortunate that no one understands.'
Julius broke into a cold sweat. After a year of trying to adapt to the knowledge of a different world, these side effects occurred. Originally, he only knew noble imperial language, but suddenly developed a strange habit of speaking.
“Anyway, is this a situation that urgently needs help?”
"That's right. A rescue team has already been dispatched, centering on Nuada-sama, but they said it will take quite a while to arrive.”
Julius' judgment was quick.
“I will go myself.”
“I knew you would.”
Zhuge Nebula also spoke quickly.
“We will form a second team with the remaining power. for a moment… … .”
“No, I don't think it's necessary. Then it's too late.”
“… … !?”
Julius took a cool step.
“I am enough alone.”
* * *
"hmm… … .”
Satisfied admiration leaked out from the back, which was covered with a thick cloth. Seeing this, Sa Yeo-han, a brain student, hurriedly began to report the rest.
“Currently, the troops organized by Jeong Do-maeng's side are in a state of disrepair. It seems that they are barely holding on with the power of two supermen, but according to the North Gungho Law, it is only a matter of time before they are destroyed.”
“Aside from Jeong Do-maeng, are there troops from other places?”
“It takes the imperial palace and the western continent, but they are only a small elite. In order to wage a large-scale all-out war like now, the strength of Jeong Do-maeng must be supported. I think the situation is going extremely favorably for the school.”
"is it."
His detailed explanation seemed to make sense to the religious leader as well. I could see the shadow behind him nodding slightly.
“You did well to trust the military. Good job.”
“Hwang Gong. It's all thanks to the teacher's kindness.”
Saihan was relieved that his plan had succeeded, sweeping his chest. To be honest, when he heard the report that some kind of monster had appeared in the Yangtze River and wiped out the religious masters, including Tian Ji-yi, he was dizzy.
'But there's no way this four-year-old could be defeated so easily... cancer! By the way!'
However, despite repeated failures, the priest did not abandon him. In the end, he made a big contribution to destroying the Chuck Madan in half.
trudge.
He was thinking about the future as he walked out of the headmaster's residence.
'By the way, why is the prince of the western continent not moving?'
The one who watered him several times is too quiet. However, soon after he resigned, he dispelled that anxiety.
'Well, no matter what I do, it will be useless as long as the three great families of the school are marching forward.'
[Three great clans of the Demonic Cult!]
They rarely move unless the church is in danger of being destroyed or it is related to [trust]. However, the religious leader, who judged that it was a crisis to fight the entire East Continent, allowed them to use their strength.
And the result was also a great victory.
'The future is more important. Because the headmaster said he would send others soon.'
Sae-han headed to his office with a slightly flushed expression.
* * *
A fierce chase was still taking place within the Demonic Cult's Heavenly Dream.
Dig!
The black shadow became a single arrow and was shot. The target the shadow is aiming for is the brown-haired person.
“I’ll tear you to shreds and throw them as dog food!”
“Eck!”
Keynes panicked and dodged to the side with all his might. The attack narrowly missed.
Kwajik!
Several of the beautiful trees right next to him were snapped. If the attack had hit Keynes, his torso would have done the same.
Breaking into a cold sweat, Keynes hurriedly entered a defensive posture. He is gnashing his teeth at him because he almost cut off the northern gungpa's head in his first encounter.
'It's only because a person who can become a superman is so strong... … . Are you filthy persistent?'
He raised his sword and confronted the Northern Gungpa while vomiting all sorts of complaints inwardly. After the ronins joined, another three days passed. Due to the fact that their strength was reinforced to some extent, they were able to withstand the impenetrable siege, but it is unknown how long this balance will last.
"this guy!"
Puff!
A small explosion occurred as the palm of the North Palace and Keynes' sword brushed together.
Beetle.
Of course, Keynes, who was pushed in the realm, was at a disadvantage. But he's not just getting hurt.
saaak
“… … !?”
The Northern Palace hurriedly bowed. I thought I had exposed his gap by breaking his posture, but before I knew it, a sharp cut aimed at his head.
flutter.
As the sword grazed, several strands of his hair were cut off. When he received an unexpected counterattack from the opponent he thought was a child, the North Palace group turned around again.
'No, this rat-like bastard!'
However, the opponent was not easy. He managed to cool his anger at the thought of an unexpected disappointment. Keynes was clearly several numbers below him. However, if you really want to deliver a decisive blow, you will escape like a ghost in this way. One of the heads of the three most famous families, he had not been able to stop breathing for the third day.
And while he was blocked by Keynes, the other masters were able to buy time to break through the siege.
Poo-wook.
“Heuk!”
“Ah!”
Several masters around the Northern Palace died with a hole in their chest.
The owner of the attack is Jegal Unhyeon.
“Breaked the siege! Come on, escape!”
“Ego… thank you!"
While he blocked his way, Keynes ran away with his tail slipping through the open retreat.
“… … .”
The Northern Palace was even more angry at the fact that it was dumbfounded to see that there was no hesitation.
“Don’t you have the pride of a warrior!”
“Is that what a guy surrounded by hundreds of people would say?”
Jegal Unhyeon also pulled himself out while pretending to deal with him a few times. Again, annihilating the Chuckmadan would be a failure.
"nice… After all, it's the degree blindness, isn't it? It's more troublesome than I thought.”
However, the decomposition was short-lived, and the Bukgungpa again groaned with a cold expression.
'Anyway, they can't escape. If it doesn't work out, you can use a trump card.'
Although the goal of annihilating them has not been achieved, the Chuck Madan is also unable to escape from the desire of Cheonra. Temporarily escaping encirclement was their limit.
“Heh… How many days can I last?”
* * *
In no time, it became night. After barely escaping the pursuit, Chuck Madan was able to earn a little time to rest.
“Whoa… It seems I barely made it through today.”
“You did a particularly good job.”
Jegal Unhyeon was looking at Keynes with a surprised expression inside. The Bukgungpa is an outstanding master who is indistinguishable from him. No matter how late he came to salvation, how is this possible for him who has never been able to become a superman?
'That's not all there is.'
Surprisingly, Keynes was improving day by day. On the first day, he was on the verge of being killed by the attack of the angry Northern Palace, but now that three days have passed, his skills have improved to the extent that he is able to somehow block it.
'I guess I don't know... … .'
Of course, it is natural that his skills will grow rapidly as he is experiencing life-and-death battles with outstanding masters. But Keynes was growing at an astounding rate even considering the circumstances.
“Instructor? Did you put anything on my face?”
"huh? It is not.”
Jegal Unhyeon turned his gaze away from Keynes. Coincidentally, where his eyes were directed, the ronin gathered. Keynes seems to be talking to them.
"hmm… … .”
Jegal Unhyeon thought about the first day of joining for a moment.
.
.
.
"therefore… The timing wasn’t right, so I kept wandering and now I joined?”
"That's right… … .”
Keynes explained the reason for his late joining with a shy expression. He was in fact the first in his party to reach Luoyang, but he had reasons to go elsewhere.
One day, So-cheol ran in and gave him information.
"cadet! There is information that I saw an unfamiliar Saekmok-in on the side of the Green Forest.”
"Is that true?"
The first thing he heard was the news of the greening of Nuada. He had to pack up and go to the distant mountains. But when he arrives... … .
“The green foresters went to the Yangtze River? Have you seen Saekmokin?”
After asking around, Keynes knew that the Saekmok-in who appeared in the green forest was Nuada.
'I have to go to the Yangtze River.'
It was good to hear the news, but the eastern continent was too wide. It is only natural that it would be delayed as I was looking for people there. By the time Keynes arrived at the Yangtze River belatedly, the battle and everything had already been over.
"yes? Did she already leave?”
To Keynes, who let out a weak sigh, one of the gangsters in the waterway gave advice.
“How about going to Geocheon Mountain?”
“Is it Heavenly Mountain?”
“I don’t know, but I heard that the Murim people are gathering there.”
"If it's Cheonsan, it's a place that takes about a month by land... … .”
Socheol also muttered with a lethargic expression. Unfortunately, there is no one who can prove Keynes' identity, so he has to go overland. All the large and small boats on the Yangtze River had been collected from the Cheok Ma Dan.
“It can't be helped.”
Keynes, who had already missed people, was in a hurry, so he quickly set off for Cheonsan, which was the biggest reason he was late. He could have joined much earlier if he had stayed in the Yangtze River and delivered news to Jeong Do-meng.
Coincidentally, only Shin Seong knew that he had escorted Pyo Guo from Luoyang, and he was bedridden because of his injuries.
Due to a combination of strange coincidences, he finally met the party.
"That's right... … .”
Jegal Unhyeon also listened to the situation with an expression of absurdity, and suddenly another thought came to his mind.
“Then where the hell did you get those ronin friends? He said he was busy moving... … .”
Keynes suddenly rummaged through his pockets and pulled out a gold plaque.
"that is… As soon as I received the gold rank in the Rangin Union, they kept coming to me to test my skills.”
The ranks of the ronin were divided into apprenticeship, neck, bronze, silver, and gold plates, and those who received the gold plates had to be at least master level, that is, in terms of the West Continent.
It's obvious, but it's not common among the ronin to become masters. Keynes, who received the gold medal with only one skill without any special experience, was a newcomer who stood out in the industry (?).
“The unidentified Saekmo-in received a gold plaque from the alliance?”
“Even if you are a top master, it is given only when you have accumulated some performance… … .”
“Awesome. I will try it.”
In this way, Keynes had to face constant challenges while moving in search of a party.
“Whoops… My name is Cheongsa (Blue Snake). It occupies the fifth place in the ranking among the ten rivers. The young guy is good at tricks.”
“This old man is called Noryong (yellow dragon).”
.
.
.
.
And the fame of Keynes, who defeated them one after another, grew and finally... … .
“If you defeat me too, we will go under your command.”
The last man to come was dressed in red and with a black belt, the belt reminiscent of a tiger's stripes.
Socheol, who was watching from the side, exclaimed with a surprised expression.
“Nangwang Red Tiger!”
“I am Jeok-ho, the leader of the Rangin Union.”
Keynes looked at the enemy lake with a stupid expression.
'How did this happen?'
“No, I really don’t need it… … .”
“It is useless. This alliance has already lost credibility because of you.”
According to Jeokho, the morale of the warriors is shaking thanks to Keynes, who doesn't even know where the horse bones came from.
“You either come under me or you have no choice but to lead us.”
“Okay.”
Keynes defeated him by eating mustard while crying, and he unwillingly led the ronin alliance.
Foot!
Hearing this, Jegal Unhyeon couldn't help but burst into laughter. He also knew what kind of personality Keynes was after training him.
“… … .”
After he finished his flashback, after a while, Keynes, who went to see the condition of the ronins, came back.
“It seems to suit you, but how about sitting here at this time?”
“Does the instructor say that too? under… … .”
Keynes slumped on the floor as if he were tired of making excuses.
“Then let’s end the joke here. I have something to tell you.”
Jegal Unhyeon smiled for the last time and changed the subject. His expression becomes serious.
“Do you think we can last a few days?”
“… … .”
Keynes also changed the mood. She was silent for a moment, then she struggled to get her words out.
“I think two days is the limit. I don't know if it's someone like Instructor, but everyone is tired.”
"yes. Even just holding out for a week is enough. If we delay any longer, it will be difficult to avoid annihilation.”
Keynes shined here.
“You have an idea.”
"okay. I think I'd rather have an adventure than die withering like this.”
“How about an adventure?”
Jegal Unhyeon said the number he had in mind.
“One point breakthrough.”
next day.
“Unhyeon, what you say has a point, but wouldn’t it be better to wait for salvation?”
Ilcheon Namgung expressed disapproval, perhaps because of the pressure. The tactic he suggested is one point breakthrough!
Like this, let's take the sacrifice before the stamina falls, and squeeze the strength to die to escape the siege. If done well, it would be possible to escape the Demonic Cult's dream, but the problem was if it failed.
“If we fail, we will have no strength to hold on.”
It was natural for Namgung Ilcheon to worry, but Jegal Unhyeon shook his head.
“Anyway, the time we can last is not long. Because it is thousands of li from Luoyang to Tianshan.”
“… Let's find a way out while we still have the strength. This is it.”
Eventually, the Cheokmadan regrouped. Until yesterday, coriander was evenly placed on the front and back to prevent annihilation, but today is different.
“I will be at the forefront.”
Namgung Ilcheon volunteered to be the vanguard with a determined expression. Other masters lined up in a wedge around him.
“Then, we’ll leave as soon as visibility is secured.”
The day was gradually getting brighter. In a dark place, the pursuing side also had to bear the burden of missing, so the Demonic Cult kept the siege firmly and did not dare to attack at night.
Swoop.
Soon after, as the sun rose slightly and objects began to appear dimly, Jegal Unhyeon winked.
“… … .”
nod
Fain!
Regardless of who said it first, the Chuck Maddan, which formed a wedge, came together and kicked the ground. It was to break through the siege at once.
“… … !?”
“Stop it!”
Those who maintained a siege appeared from afar, but it happened so suddenly that they could not properly defend themselves.
Paperweight!
“Ouch!”
The thunderbolts emitted from the swords of Ilcheon Namgung, who stood at the forefront, burned those who stood in their way.
Chae Chaeng!
The other masters also took out their weapons and started clearing the path, pushing back those who stood in their way. The chase began again.
* * *
“Pierce!”
Kwak!
visor! visor!
“Aagh!”
The desperate charge was indeed effective, and the Chuck Horses broke through the encirclement with a wave of force.
But soon a bunch of problems started to appear.
"You're trying to run away."
“Block from the lead.”
Seruk.
Again, a group of people dressed in black appeared in front of Chuck Madan.
“Tsk! It's those guys again. Still, if only these guys do it, the chance of escape will rise dramatically!”
Jegal Unhyeon clenched his tongue and moved the spear like a ray of light.
Pod!
“Cuck!”
"evil!"
Totally different from before. All those who stood in the way died with a large hole pierced in their bodies.
“I’m sorry, but I can’t see you today.”
Jegal Unhyeon has been saving his strength to arrange his physical strength. But today's goal is to escape, whether it be porridge or food! He had no reason to save his strength.
“… … !?”
All those in black were sweating and barely stopping the advance of the Chuck Madan.
Chae Chaeng!
Jegal Unhyeon was frantically swinging his spear while examining his surroundings carefully.
'There's no problem so far.'
The encirclement was gradually thinning as the others raised all their remaining strength.
In particular, the performance of the ronin including Keynes is considerable. Because they arrived late, they had relatively little stamina.
If it went on like this, escaping would not have been a dream either.
'But there is still one more mountain left.'
He said that the tiger would come if I said it, and before he had finished thinking, he felt a strong presence in the forest.
“Heh… Where are you going so busy?”
“Grunt!”
The one that jumped out was the Northern Palace, presumably the leader of the pursuers. Even in the sudden surprise, he is relaxed.
'I was going to play with it some more and then wipe it out, but it's a pity.'
Swoop.
He raised a hand and ordered his subordinates around him.
“Activate Jin.”
“Honorable name!”
“… … .”
The lips of those in black who had been silent all this time opened.
Wow.
A thick black fog began to spread over the battlefield around them.
"It's a sorcery! Everyone be careful!”
Jegal Unhyeon shouted to be careful, with a slight question on his face. Of course, the Demonic Cult has gained notoriety for various evil techniques other than martial arts, but those who wear these black clothes are very good at martial arts.
'In terms of skill, I thought he was more of an authentic martial artist than a sorcerer?'
But in reality it wasn't like that. As the black fog covered the battlefield in earnest, its power was surprising.
"this!"
“I run out of strength.”
The masters of the Chuckmadan, who were touched by the fog, began to feel heavy and fatigued. On the other hand, the characters of the Demonic Cult not only bring life back to their faces...
“Hut!”
Jegal Unhyeon widened his eyes.
Swoop.
The black-clad masters who had been hit by him just now began to wriggle up. Wounds also heal quickly.
'It's a big deal. Perhaps the reason these guys saved their magic is... … .'
If it was simply to take away the power, the masters with many masters could handle it. But now it's been over a week since I was trapped in a siege. In a state where everyone was squeezing out the remaining energy, this fog exerted a more terrifying effect than any deadly poison.
“Did you know now? You guys are dead and you can't escape from here even if you wake up?”
Pod!
The Bukgungpa threw their bodies with a leisurely laugh and attacked Jegalunhyeon.
Ting!
The spear and the hand collided, causing sparks to fly. Jegal Unhyeon's face turned dark.
'Where did these guys come from?'
A group that is not only strong in martial arts but also proficient in magic! He had been fighting the Demonic Cult all his life, but he hadn't heard any rumors about this group.
Kwak!
“Keugh!”
After several battles came and went, Jegal Unhyeon, who lost his strength, staggered back. There was no way the Northern Palace could miss that golden opportunity.
“Cheer up! Die now!”
His arms stretched out in a straight line. I plan to close the distance at once and pierce Jegal Unhyeon's chest.
Caang!
However, that intention was also defeated this time.
“Is it you again?”
"you?"
Keynes, who had run up to him before he knew it, managed to cut off his arm.
“Instructor! What about the wounds?”
“I am fine.”
'Tsk! He's like a leech.'
The Bukgungpa, who looked at Jegal Unhyeon, who took up his posture again, looked around for a while.
Chae Chaeng!
“Cheak!”
“Stop the Demonic Cult bastards! Whoops!”
The surrounding area was the overwhelming superiority of the Demonic Cult. At this rate, I think I could annihilate them in less than half a day. Knowing this, the face of the Northern Palace became more relaxed.
“Hoo… … .”
Watching him move slowly, Keynes flinched.
“Damn you son of a bitch. What is your name?”
"name?"
When the Northern Palace opened its mouth in a relaxed tone, Keynes asked with a puzzled expression.
'Heh... No wonder.'
It was the opponent who had been chasing after him until just before, exhaling life. What caused his change of heart?
“… … .”
Keynes kept his mouth shut, and the Northern Palace spoke again with an expression that could not be helped.
"Looks like you're not a member of the political faction, but are you thinking of joining the main school?"
“… … !?”
“What trick is it?”
His proposal was so unexpected that Keynes thought it was just a joke. However, the other person's words are surprisingly sincere.
“Our God is merciful. As long as he has strong power, he can accept any person.”
Although the Bukgung faction looked hot-tempered, it was surprisingly cold-hearted. In the last few days of the chase, she seems to have had her eye on Keynes in her own way.
“Are you from the Western Continent? Doesn’t that have nothing to do with the grudge here?”
In fact, it is a part that is overlooked when fighting, but Keynes is only about 30 years old. If he is at the level of hurting himself at that age, the potential for future development is infinite.
'A talented person like that would be of great help in helping the family to stand tall after wiping out Jeong Do-maeng.'
“I am a member of the Northern Palace, the left wing of the Shinto religion. In my name, I vouch for the truth.”
“Left-handed law?”
It was the first time that even Jegal Unhyeon had heard of this position, but his status within the Demonic Sect was very high.
“Don’t bullshit!”
Of course, even after hearing that, Keynes immediately refused.
“Heh… I knew it would.”
The North Palace still let out an eerie laugh and looked Keynes up and down. Sensing that gaze, Keynes felt chills.
'No, why are you looking at me so sticky?'
It's like persuading him who almost cut his neck, what is that look? After thinking for a while, Keynes came to the worst conclusion.
'no way… Is that his taste?'
His expression turned pale and he raised his sword.
“To spit such foolish remarks on a knight! Don't insult me!”
“Loyalty is pretty amazing! But can I say that even when I go to the main school?”
The Northern Palace went one step further and even brought out the word that they would kidnap Keynes. Of course, that wasn't the intention.
'If you don't really listen, you can brainwash it with our school's technique or make it into a Jiangshi, it will be a good material.'
However, to Keynes, who did not know the circumstances, the eyes of the Northern Palace came more frightening than the threat of death.
Contemplating, Cain raises his sword and hesitantly steps back.
“There is nothing to be afraid of. I won't kill you, I'll play with you slowly.”
“Aww! You crazy old man!”
After receiving a terrifying threat (?), Keynes seemed to lose his sight. His body is extremely tense and his concentration peaks. His sword exploded with dazzling changes.
Woo-wook.
“Huh! Who is this guy?”
The Northern Palace was taken aback by the sudden attack. It wasn't that he was surprised by the surprise attack, it was because Keynes' sword was aiming at his entire body in a strange trajectory.
Chae Chae Chae!
But he was also a seasoned master. He calmly blocked it.
"joy! Have you improved your skills again? The more I look at him, the more I covet him.”
“… … !?”
Keynes swung his sword almost desperately, but it was not enough. Most of all, he lost his stamina after being trapped in the black mist.
Chew!
"nice… … .”
He was able to injure the Northern Palace, but... … .
Quaang!
“Ouch!”
Due to lack of strength, he could not handle the counterattack and flew far away.
"after… It's pretty annoying."
Seeing him drooping down, the Northern Palace tried to take care of him with a satisfied smile.
"this!"
Surrounded by other masters from a distance, Jegal Unhyeon, who was struggling to hold on, groaned. He's in no position to be saved.
But when the North Koreans tried to pick up the fallen Keynes!
"huh?"
He suddenly felt a chill on his face.
'Is it midday now?'
Of course, it was a thick forest, but all of them were destroyed due to the prolonged fierce battle. But instead of the hot sun, a cold energy suddenly fell over his face.
And the moment he raised his gaze upward!
"omg!"
He hastily threw himself back. At the same time, a dull crashing sound exploded!
Cuckoo coo!
Dozens of cold ice chunks suddenly fell from the sky. And that's not all.
Papa papapat!
Dozens or hundreds of pure white swords were created in the sky. The North Palace faction who saw the sword opened her eyes and shouted.
“Avoid!”
Pod!
Kwak Kwa Kwa Kwa Kwam!
Dozens of swords suddenly disappeared and dug in between the masters of the Demonic Cult.
“Cool!”
“Aagh!”
"what's this?"
“Suck!”
Chae Chaeng!
For a moment, he was embarrassed, but the Northern Gungpa cut off the sword of his heart that flew at him.
"conflict! Back off!”
The ulterior motive is to step back and reorganize the battle lines!
He stared into the air with his eyes wide open.
“Who are you!”
At that voice, everyone on the battlefield looked up at the sky. And everyone, regardless of whether or not they belonged to the Demonic Cult, groaned.
"omg!"
“Did you call me?”
Surprisingly, the person pointed by the Northern Palace was floating in the air. A person is floating in the sky tens of meters high. And some of the people of the Cheok Madan who confirmed the appearance are half-colored.
“Lord!”
“Great deal!”
“… … .”
Julius was floating in the air, observing the battlefield. No, he's not floating. The northern palace faction let out a short scream when they saw Julius at his feet.
“Is that a sword?”
Fain!
In an instant, Julius' body was shot straight to the ground. Then he jumps from the sword to the ground.
chin!
Seeing him on the ground, the North Palace moaned in disbelief.
“Could it be flying fish?”
[Flying Sword]
This is the final stage of swordsmanship, and it was a skill that allowed you to literally fly through the air riding a shot sword. After witnessing the legendary state, the Northern Palace cannot help but be very nervous.
“… … .”
Bubbly.
Having landed on the ground, Julius was slowly walking toward the North Palace.
“Are you the Saekmokin the Religious Head said?”
Julius did not answer that question. However, he aimed at the northern gungpa with his index finger.
"homo!"
"what?"
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