Episode 1074 Who made a mistake? (4)
Udduk!
The hand that was digging into my side was pushed deeper.
“Quaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!
Mangeumdaebu screamed as if he was going to vomit blood at any moment due to the unbearable pain. However, what was causing him the most pain right now was not the hand of the monk Cheonmyeon digging into his side, nor the force flowing out of that hand and ravaging his entire body.
This was a situation that I could not understand at all.
‘how…?’
Why is Brother Cheonmyeon here? How?
“Tsk tsk tsk.”
Wichung, or rather, Cheonmyeonsu, who stuck his hand into Mangeumdaebu’s side, clicked his tongue as if he was pitiful.
“I guess I flipped the abacus wrong, Mangeum Godfather.”
“Ugh….”
Mangeumdaebu’s body was shaking as if he was suffering from a disease. Then, the intimidating-looking monk Cheonmyeon smiled in triumph.
“…surely you are a great swordsman. “To the point of admiration.”
Those words contained both recognition and ridicule toward Mangeumdaebu.
Mangeumdaebu was clearly holding the sword with his left hand. However, the moment he sensed the presence of the Cheonmyeonsu monk coming at him from the right, Mangeumdaebu unknowingly moved the non-existent Woosu and pulled out his sword and tried to swing it.
Even though he knew in his head that Wusoo no longer existed, his body, which he had trained his entire life, repeated the most familiar actions at the most dangerous moment.
“Cough…”
Brother Cheonmyeon smiled bitterly.
Even though I attacked for that fact, the moment Godfather Mangeum’s right shoulder twitched, a chill ran down my spine. Certainly, the reputation of Sapa First Sword was not obtained for nothing.
But…
“The Sapa First Sword’s appearance has become quite pitiful.”
Brother Cheonmyeon playfully twisted his wrist as if mocking him.
Wood clatter.
“Kwaaaaaak!”
At the same time, a helpless scream burst from Mangeumdaebu’s mouth.
“The Great Godfather!”
“You son of a bitch!”
In a situation like a lightning strike unfolding behind their backs, the elites of the Black Demon Treasures, who had been pushing Hwasan and Maninbang, put aside the fight and looked back. And with all the killing power he could muster, he glared at Brother Cheonmyeon and growled.
“No. no.”
However, despite the pouring out of life, Master Cheonmyeon leisurely shook his hand that was stuck in Mangeumdaebu’s side. “
Ski ….
Blood and phlegm were boiling in my mouth.
“If you don’t want to see your orb’s heart explode, wouldn’t it be better to lift the siege and retreat?”
The sly voice of Detective Cheon-myeon clearly pierced everyone’s ears. All trembling eyes turned to Mangeum Godfather, who was screaming.
“Fu loose…. ahhhhh!”
The words that Godfather Mangeum was about to say were soon covered by desperate screams. The complexions of the dark ghost warriors turned white.
I know that I need to get a full-time loan.
But how can one save oneself when the equator is pouring spray into one’s side? Moreover, the person holding the leash of the Great Man of Gold is none other than Brother Chen Myeon, the head of the Haomen.
Wouldn’t it be easier to rescue a rabbit from the tiger’s jaw?
Or are you going to lift the siege and retreat as that monk said?
Will that save Mangeumdaebu’s life? Would that monk of Cheonmyeon really let Mangeumdaebu go so easily?
In a situation where they could not do either this or that, the elites of the Black Ghosts were confused and agonized. At that time, a sinister voice passed through my ear, as if a snake was threatening me.
“What are you worried about?”
The gaze of those who had been fixated on Mangeumdaebu and Cheonmyeonsu suddenly turned back. No matter what anyone says, go to the most dangerous person here.
“Loyalty is….”
Jang Il-so. He drew all the attention of the black ghost and slowly opened his mouth.
“It is to protect the living.”
Red lips drew a smooth line.
“In your eyes, the author… seems to be still alive, right?”
Everyone trembled at those words.
A person who is alive but not alive. That was the situation of Mangum Loan now. And their situation will not be much different.
Even if they killed Jang Il-so here, there would be no chance that they would be able to withstand the offensive of the angry Man-in-bang and Hao-wen, having lost the Godfather of Mangeum.
“There’s nothing to worry about.”
Jerk.
Jang Il-so calmly walked forward.
“Because I’m not a very heartless person. If you stop here, I won’t hold you guilty. Rather, you will gain more than what you have enjoyed so far under the name of Sapaeryun.”
Anyone can know.
Jang Il-so is in no condition to fight right now. Even if he is a defeated army of the world, in a situation where he is injured to that extent, he is no different from a third-rate warrior. On such a topic, casually exposing oneself to the elites of the dark demons is tantamount to suicide.
However, even though everyone knew the fact, no one dared to attack Jang Il-so.
One shot.
Another shot.
Jang Il-so approached the black ghost with a calm appearance.
It was Jang Il-so who lost his strength, but now it was Dark Demon Bo who was under pressure. Just a little while ago, I lost my senses and ran towards the approaching Jang Il-so, but now I can’t even breathe comfortably.
“If you don’t like it.”
Finally, Jang Il-so, who had reached the distance where he could just reach out, whispered with a cute smile on his face.
“All you have to do is cut off my head right now.”
Jerk.
The person standing right in front of Jang Il-so raised his gaze with a pale, tired face.
Know. If he wanted to, he could kill Jang Il-so right now. But he was frozen in place and could not bear to stretch out his hand.
Jang Il-so’s red lips curled up as if twisted. The pure white face was stained with blood, making it even more terrifying.
“What are we going to do?”
The elites of the dark ghosts, overwhelmed by Jang Il-so’s presence, unknowingly took a step back. No, perhaps it is an instinctive habit of Safa people who have realized that the trend has already turned.
Jang Il-so smiled so gently that it was out of place on the battlefield. It was a face that seemed to praise him for being special.
“That’s right. “You’re a good kid.”
“….”
Jeopuk. Jerk.
Jang Il-so started walking again. At the same time, the elite black ghosts surrounding him gradually retreated to the left and right. The road to Mangeum Daebu began to open in front of Jang Il-so.
‘That… crazy guy…’
Hwasan and the others clenched their fists as they watched the scene.
The distance between Jang Il-so and the elites of the Black Demon Treasures who are retreating now is only a few steps. In other words, Jang Il-so is now calmly walking in the middle of the people who were risking their lives to take his life just a moment ago.
No matter how defeated the army may be, is that really something they could do in their right mind?
But his slow steps never stopped.
Those who stood in front of him stepped back as if they had seen a ghost, and no one dared to attack him. No, let alone running towards him, he lowered his head without even making eye contact.
Submit and submit to the strong. That is Sapa’s habit.
And at this moment, the elites of the Black Demon Treasures would have clearly understood. The strength they have discussed countless times is not just the power of one god or a ghost that shakes the world.
The fact that strength also means the human being itself.
Ho Ji-myeong and Hong Gyeon quickly followed behind Jang Il-so.
There was no way the black ghost, who couldn’t even handle the presence of Jang Il-so, could stand in their way. Those who had been hesitating to retreat were unable to hold on any longer and collapsed, opening the road wide.
The corner of Jang Il-so’s mouth curled up.
A path opened by the black ghost that was blocking the front like a black curtain. At the end of the road, Mangeumdaebu, who had been pierced through his side, was looking at him with a distorted face.
How should I describe the light in those eyes? distrust? Resignation? Or hate?
No, maybe it’s all of them.
Jang Il-so, who walked past the black ghost who was overwhelmed by the force and stepped on the barren land, finally arrived in front of Mangeum Daebu.
At that moment, Friar Cheonmyeon roughly pulled out his hand that was stuck in Mangeumdaebu’s side.
“Keuheuk!”
Mangeumdaebu’s body fell forward.
Mangeumdaebu, who hit his head on the ground without even thinking about stopping the blood gushing out of his side, trembled like an aspen tree. But anyone who sees it will know.
It is not pain that makes Mangum Loan tremble right now.
What dominates him is a deep sense of contempt. And maybe…
Mangeumdaebu’s chin trembled as he looked up at Jang Ilso. His bloodshot eyes and Jang Il-so’s cool gaze met each other in the air.
The thought that dominated Mangeumdaebu’s mind at that moment was somewhat absurd.
I wonder if there is anyone else in the world who looks down on someone more arrogantly than this.
“Hmm.”
At that moment, a sigh-like nasal sound escaped Jang Il-so’s mouth.
Jang Il-so, who was expressionlessly looking down at Mangeum Godfather, raised the corners of his lips and asked.
“Who… made a mistake?”
Mangeumdaebu’s body convulsed as if struck by lightning.
“No. Mangeum Loan. “Ah, should we call it Gongyawol?”
Jang Il-so’s mysterious smile was clearly reflected in Mangeum’s eyes.
“It’s you who made the mistake, not me.”
Jang Il-so slowly bent down.
And he thrust his face right in front of Mangeum Daebu, who was barely supporting his upper body with his one remaining arm, as if it was about to fall to the ground at any moment.
“Did you really… think I wouldn’t know?”
“Now… Jang-il….”
“Answer me, Gong Ya-wol. Did you really believe that I didn’t know that you were coming to bite my head off? huh?”
As Godfather Mangeum’s face became more and more miserably distorted, an expression that was difficult to describe gradually deepened on Jang Il-so’s face. That expression was similar… as if it were made by a devil in hell who enjoys torturing humans.
Jang Il-so stretched out his large hand and grabbed Mangeumdaebu’s face.
Wood clatter.
Jang Il-so gradually increased his grip, as if he was going to explode at any moment, and whispered into Mangeum’s ear.
“I’ll tell you one thing, Mangeum Godfather.”
“….”
“I am.”
It was indeed a soft and sinister voice.
“I will never trust someone like you.”
“Ugh…”
“You probably thought you knew everyone else and calculated everything. But Gongya Wol…. what should I do? It seems like you were left out of the calculations you made? “What do other people think of you?”
“Jang Il…So….”
Jang Il So laughed like a devil.
“Don’t you think that handsome abacus has been smashed? “Huh, Gongya Wol?”
Eventually, the Mangeum godfather, filled with grief, began to scream loudly.
“Jang Ilsoooooooo!”
“Hahahaha….”
Jang Il-so finally burst into laughter as if he couldn’t hold back his laughter.
“Hahahahaha! Hahahahaha! Hahahahahahaha!”
Mangeumdaebu’s screams and Jang Ilso’s roar spread tragically across the land filled with silence.
