Episode 1057 Nothing like your voice can reach me. (2)
The distance you can reach if you stretch out your hands. For a warrior, this distance is so close that it is no exaggeration to say that it is the distance that separates life and death.
However, even though there was an enemy right there, Danjagang’s gaze was directed to his own shoulder, not to the enemy. It was clearly visible through the torn clothes. A shoulder that is gaping open and bleeding.
Every time my pulse beat, the throbbing pain spread around the wound.
But what was more intense than the pain was the fact that his shoulder had been cut cleanly.
Flesh is cut when it touches the sword. That is an extremely natural fact. But, at least for Danjagang, it was never a given.
‘So easy…?’
The meaning of this wound is great. This means that his body, which is harder than Hancheol and tougher than Cheonjamsa (天蠶絲), is no different from an ordinary body in front of the author’s sword.
My widely spaced shoulders began to close together. The wounds that exposed the red flesh quickly started to stick together and disappear. It was an unrealistic and abnormally fast recovery.
Seeing that, Cheongmyeong muttered quietly.
“Is it Gorumagong (骷髏魔功)?”
It was a small voice, but Danjagang heard it clearly and was shocked. He glared at Cheongmyeong.
“How did you do that…”
“It’s convenient that you have a body that doesn’t die even if you get hurt, but…”
Cheongmyeong showed his teeth.
“Do you know how the guy who practiced magic before you died?”
Before Danjagang could reply, the sword of Cheongmyeong split the air.
Paaaaat!
The red sword flying straight to my neck seemed to give me the answer.
Kaga River!
Cheongmyeong flooded right in front of Danjagang, who raised his hand to block the sword energy. The moment he faced that face with a bizarre smile, a chill ran down Danjagang’s back.
Sigh!
A sword strike that tears through the air. However, Danjagang, who had already experienced the same move, deployed his demonic energy without even the slightest hesitation. At first glance, it must be a ploy to disturb the defense with the spreading sword!
However, at that moment, the sword of Cheongmyeong accelerated in the air once again and struck Danjagang with incredible force.
Quaaaaaaaaaaa!
Danjagang’s knees, who were concentrating on the change in the sword, trembled.
One after another!
Quang! Quaaaang! Quaaaang!
Sword strikes that felt like strikes from a huge hammer fell on his demon energy one after another.
“Tsk!”
Eventually, a moan escaped my mouth. Every time the demon energy flowing from his hand collided with that sword, an unknown energy flowed through his hand and into the inside. The pain felt as if ice-cold water was being poured directly into my body.
‘Demon energy…dispersing?’
What on earth is this person’s uneducated nature that he can so easily disturb the magic arts?
bang!
A distracted mind eventually affects the body. The sword of Cheongmyeong pushed back Danjagang, whose posture had collapsed. At the same time, Cheongmyeong, who hit the ground one after another, caught up with Danjagang, who was being pushed away, like a thunderbolt.
“No way!”
The demonic energy that rose like a cloud began to surround Cheongmyeong. Since it was impossible to predict the opponent’s moves, the intention was to crush them by force.
However, at that moment, Cheongmyeong lifted his sword almost to his back. And in one fell swoop, he drew fiercely from left to right.
Paaaaaaaaaa!
There was a sound that sounded like a whip being swung. At the same time, everything around the Sword of Clear Light passed through began to distort. It was like crumpling the paper with the drawing on it.
Soon, a red line bloomed.
A line as clear as if it had been drawn by a painter with the tip of a brush. The magic energy of Danjagang that touched that line split in half like a lie.
Cheongmyeong, who cut off the demonic energy with a single blow, immediately rushed towards Danjagang with madness radiating from his eyes.
It is a battlefield where lives are at stake, and the enemy is infinitely more powerful.
However, what Cheongmyeong was feeling at this moment was not a burden, but an indescribable pleasure.
Paaaaaa!
The sword extended faster than usual and flew straight towards Danjagang’s face. The moment Dan Zagang urgently raised his hand, Cheongmyeong’s sword changed direction as if it already knew and avoided the blocking hand.
Sigh!
The tip of the sword penetrated Danjagang’s wrist and cut a long slice from wrist to elbow.
Blood was dotted from the thin cut wound. In Cheongmyeong’s eyes, this scene unfolded slowly and without exception.
‘Not yet.’
yet! It’s still not enough! yet!
‘I…’
Plum Sword Zone was twice as fast as this and twice as strong as this. This cannot fully satisfy his thirst.
The internal power that I had constantly accumulated, drop by drop, welled up from my Danjeon. Every time I took a step or swung my sword, the forgotten sensations came back to life at my fingertips.
‘more!’
The breath that rushes up to the tip of my head, constricting my windpipe. Even though I had never been hit, my whole body was in pain as if it had been crushed, and blood was rushing to my eyes and blood vessels were popping.
The hand that had been constantly swinging the sword in resistance to the demon energy was already tattered, and the bones at the ends of the fingers were about to be exposed.
But….
Quang!
The moment the sword and hand met, it was clearly visible to Cheongmyeong’s eyes. The embarrassment clearly visible in Dan Jagang’s eyes. That face incited Cheongmyeong’s pleasure even more.
‘You don’t understand.’
How many battlefields he has gone through. How many demon cultists have been killed and how many bishops have been dealt with.
There was no way that a bishop who had not experienced what happened a hundred years ago could understand.
‘more!’
Paaaaaaa!
It still exploded slowly. The power at the tip of the sword is so weak that it is difficult to compare it to what it used to be. But….
Ga-ga-ga-ga-ga-gak!
The sword of Cheongmyeong once again pierced the demonic energy and carved a long scar on Dan Zagang’s cheek.
‘That’s not all!’
Nowadays, Cheongmyeong is still not as good as the plum blossom sword, but he has a different weapon than then. A more vivid energy than anything else at the tip of the sword.
‘It pierces through.’
Since only the purest energy in the world has been collected, refined, and accumulated, it cannot be compared with general good energy. It is sharp enough to tear apart demonic energy.
This means that the person wielding the sword may have become weak, but the sword is an incomparably famous sword. The sharpness of that famous sword has become another weapon of Cheongmyeong.
“Ha!”
At that moment, Danjagang burst into spirit. Then, the swirling demon energy attacked Cheongmyeong like a floating ghost.
The vicious demonic energy that would crush my body and rot my flesh just by touching it was, on the contrary, making my senses even more sensitive. My whole body trembled.
“more!”
Paaaaaa!
The tip of the sword creates an illusion.
Kwakagak! Kwakagagak!
Cheongmyeong, who had swatted away all the demon energy, threw himself towards Danjagang’s approaching hand. When his face was so close that he could almost touch it, Cheongmyeong kicked the air again with his outstretched toes. My body gained more speed.
Crunch!
Danjagang’s hand passed over his shoulder. Although it was only a grazing, a chunk of flesh from the shoulder to the back fell off the body as if it had been torn off.
A dizzying pain arose. But before the pain could even reach his mind, Cheongmyeong had burrowed into Danjagang’s arms.
If you are weaker than before, there is only one way to overcome it. It’s just that it’s more extreme than in the past and more dangerous than in the past.
Paaaaat!
The sword, swung at an optimal trajectory at a very short distance, cut deeply into Danjagang’s thigh. Because the distance was so close and Danjagang’s body was extremely tough, a heavy sensation remained in my fingertips, as if the flesh was being torn apart with an iron skewer rather than a cutter.
The moment the tip of the sword touched Danjagang’s bone, Cheongmyeong briefly swung his sword. The recoil caused the body to be bitten backwards.
Kwaaaaaaaaaa!
Danjagang’s hand split the space where his head was just a moment ago with incredible speed. If he had swung his sword greedily to the end, Cheongmyeong’s head would have exploded with this one move.
However, there was no trace of fear on Cheongmyeong’s face, having escaped death by a single piece of paper.
You are standing at the edge of a sword where your life is at stake with just a moment’s choice.
What dominated Cheongmyeong’s mind was not fear, but rather joy. The excruciating pleasure that can only be felt when death, which had seemed so momentarily approaching, quickly moves away. Cheongmyeong, who had completely surrendered himself to that situation, twisted his body and rushed at Danjagang again.
Crack!
The hand holding the sword put too much force into it. But on the other hand, my body was lighter than ever. Here now, there is no one he has to protect and no one he has to keep an eye on. There is no reason to pay attention to the battle going on behind the scenes or the rapidly changing situation.
There’s only one thing he has to do.
Cutting off the head of someone in front of you.
Cheongmyeong’s face was filled with life and joy as all the pressure that had been weighing on his shoulders was blown away.
Jang Il-so, who saw the happy face, kept pace with Cheongmyeong and rushed towards Dan Ja-gang. If I had a little bit of free time, I would have burst into laughter by now.
‘Crazy guy.’
Jang Il-so was always aware that he was not sane. But that guy, Cheongmyeong, was completely crazy in a different way.
The gap between life and death. The Hwasan Sword Association moves in and out of the dangerous blade that crosses the line between death and life with just one choice, several times in a single moment. This is something that no one in their right mind could ever do.
Of course, those who aim for the top should be able to put even their own lives on the line, but what that crazy Taoist did was far beyond that level.
The sword that Jang Il-so was holding to swing was out of control and was running wild. Would it be okay to call that a sword? It is closer to an arrow that has left the protest. An extreme weapon that will become a meaningless wooden stick if it cannot pierce the enemy.
‘I never thought the day would come when I would have to support someone.’
My noble pride was twisted, but even that throbbing pain was actually enjoyable. Jang Il-so, with his eyes shining brightly, raised Changyeomsalgang as high as he could in response to Cheongmyeong’s rampaging attack.
‘yet!’
Both hands were stained blue.
At that moment, the sword of Cheongmyeong changed splendidly and poured sword energy towards Danjagang. At this moment, all of Cheongmyeong’s nerves are directed towards Danjagang. It was a sight that anyone who had Cheongmyeong as their enemy would want to stretch out their hands and attack.
However, Jang Il-so suppressed my desire with extreme patience.
‘yet!’
Quaaaaa!
The magic energy that spread out like a rain of arrows instantly blew away the pouring sword energy. One after another, black demonic energy, like an angry black dragon, rushed towards Cheongmyeong. No, I tried to rush in.
‘now!’
bang!
Jang Il-so suddenly closed the distance and charged towards Danjagang’s empty side. It looked like a wild beast that had jumped out and was waiting for the right moment.
Kwaaaaaaaaaa!
Danjagang stumbled and fell back again and again. Cheongmyeong scolded coldly.
“late!”
“…He’s a greedy kid.”
The two people exchanged glances for a brief moment and rushed towards Danjagang like a flock of wolves targeting a tiger.
