Episode 1583. Then who are you? (3)
Ta-tat! Tadadat!
Little feet pound the ground ceaselessly.
Kiiii!
As its name suggests, Baekah became a white thunderbolt and cut through the ground at incredible speed. Non-stop, jumping over rising rocks and dodging giant trees that block your path.
Faaah!
And several people followed behind him.
Yu I-seol running with an expressionless face, Cheong-myeong with a hardened expression, and even Jin Geum-ryong and Lee Song-baek showing signs of difficulty.
“Now, just a moment…”
Lee Song-baek’s face was covered in sweat. As I stared at the backs of those running forward, heavy breaths continued to pour out of my mouth.
My heart feels like it’s going to explode and I can’t feel my legs. Even under normal conditions, it is a forced march that would be difficult to overcome. It makes no sense to maintain that speed with an injured body.
Although Cheongmyeong had said that he would definitely leave me behind if he fell behind, I never expected him to run with all his might like this.
‘why?’
I couldn’t help but wonder. What’s so urgent?
I know the situation is urgent. But if we look at the situation we heard about, isn’t it clear whether we will win or lose?
No matter how strong Maninbang and Black Demon are, their opponents are Shaolin, Panga, and Co. In terms of power alone, the defeat of the old faction is nonsense.
Moreover, the land in Hubuk that they encountered was a vast plain. In a place where there are no geographical features that Jang Il-so can use, wouldn’t winning or losing be even more certain?
‘But why are you going this far in such a hurry?’
What on earth do you think is going to happen?
“Doja…”
The moment he stretched out his hand to call for Cheongmyeong, someone roughly hit him with it.
“Death penalty?”
It was Jingeumryong.
He also looked very tired, but unlike Lee Song-baek, his eyes were full of evil.
“If you’re going to whine, lie down!”
“….”
“We are Jongnam.”
Lee Song-baek bit his lip at the sharp words.
That’s correct. If Cheongmyeong is the only one out there, Hyeyeon and Yui Seol, who fought with them, are also running.
The excuse that it was because of an injury is just petty.
“I will follow you even if I die.”
“Shut your mouth and run!”
“yes!”
A firm determination appears on Lee Song-baek’s face again.
Normally, Cheongmyeong would have glanced at them a few times as they were struggling, but now his gaze was fixed only forward.
Puzzle.
Cheongmyeong bit his lip and cursed internally.
‘Stupid bastard!’
He also expected that the court would not remain silent this time. But I never thought that he would rush off like this without even looking back.
“dole.”
At that time, Hyeyeon’s very serious voice passed my ears.
“I didn’t want to ask, but…”
Even after speaking, Hyeyeon hesitated. Is it because it’s awkward? Or is it because they are afraid to hear the answer?
“…What will be the outcome of victory or defeat?”
It was a voice that seemed to have been twisted and twisted and barely pulled out. Cheongmyeong’s face hardened even more.
“But the power… the old faction’s power is definitely…”
“War isn’t just about power.”
A cold and cold voice leaked from Cheongmyeong’s mouth.
Hyeyeon closed her eyes tightly.
This is a fact I already knew. Why don’t you know it’s Hyeyeon?
If all the wars in the world were to be won based on all one’s might, it would have been normal for the Chun Woo-maeng to have not achieved a single victory so far.
Power is just one of the factors that determines a match.
“Then…”
“I’ll go first.”
“yes?”
Paaaaat!
At that moment, the clear light became a beam of light and rushed out.
“Sajil!”
Kiiii!
Yu Iseol and Baek Ah were surprised and called out to him, but Cheongmyeong turned into a black sword and ran forward without even looking back.
Puzzle.
The front teeth dig into the lower lip.
‘Sapaeryeon is at a disadvantage?’
It is disadvantageous in terms of power. Of course, if you fight in a place like that, you have no chance of winning.
‘How could that crazy guy not know that?’
People seem to think of him as a devil rampaging in madness, but in reality, Jang Il-so is a cold-hearted hunter who stays silent for years to get the moment he wants.
That guy moved? Also, to a land where you are at a disadvantage?
There must be something. Something that neither Cheongmyeong nor the court could have imagined.
‘Damn middle-aged man!’
The court must have known clearly, but they were blinded by their desire for publicity and walked into the situation on their own.
‘Faster!’
Paaaaat!
I pulled up all my strength and ran. To the western land where ominous black clouds are rolling over.
* * *
“Khaat!”
My heart feels like it will explode.
Hot blood is pouring from all directions and the sound of life being cut off hits your ears.
Is it because of my history of exhaustion that I keep feeling short of breath? Or is it because of my racing heart? Or is it because of my head that feels like it’s about to explode?
“Aaaah!”
The Tao that rages in the air cuts off another person’s head.
I have heard this countless times in my life. Human life is more precious than anything else. It is something so important that it cannot be exchanged for any other value in the world.
But at least not here. There is no such thing as the world they knew and the rules they followed within it.
There is only one thing that exists here. The only absolute rule is that if you don’t kill, you will die.
“Whoop!” Whoop!”
It turns its bloodshot eyes and searches for its next prey.
The more red you dye the Tao with the blood of your enemies, the greater the glory you will receive in return. It has no choice but to constantly look for a scapegoat to add a drop to its glory.
It was then that those crazy eyes stopped.
“Pae…kun?”
It was an unbelievable sight.
The one who has driven everyone into the abyss of despair for a long time. And before you know it, you have become the goal of this crazy battlefield.
Jang Il-so, the defeated leader of the Sapaeryun.
He is now rushing towards this place on his own feet. He was holding the blue flame sword of his German martial arts technique, the Blue Flame Killer Sword, in both hands.
At first I denied it. Then I started to doubt.
However, the moment all doubts were cleared, the blood of everyone who witnessed the scene began to boil hotter than ever.
There it is. The one who will give you irreplaceable glory just by cutting off your head!
“…Jang Il-so.”
Someone’s moaning voice spread throughout the battlefield. Even among the terrible noise around me, I could hear it especially clearly.
“Jang Ilsoooooooo!”
The sound soon became a scream.
Those who harbor hatred, those who harbor grudges, those who have lost themselves due to greed, those who are intoxicated by a burning sense of justice, those who have accepted a crude sense of superiority… they
all began to move towards Jang Il-so as if they were longing for it. Pushing and pulling out those who are entangled, regardless of whether they are friends or not.
“What are they doing?”
The flow of the battlefield changed drastically.
This was so extreme that even Zhong Li-hyeong, who was at the forefront, was taken aback. I couldn’t help but be embarrassed when the inspectors who had been faithfully following me suddenly started running wild like moths possessed by a fire.
“Calm down! Holy shit. “Calm down!”
Jong-li-hyung shouted urgently, but it was already too late. In the chaos of the battlefield, his voice was buried without a trace. It’s to the point where I can’t even hear the sounds I’m making.
“profit…!”
Zhongliheng grabbed the shoulder of the disciple who was trying to go ahead and threw him away. But he only has two hands. It is impossible to stop all the numerous disciples like this.
He blankly looked at the flushed face of his disciple who was running away from me. No, he even looks like he’s very drunk.
Zhongli-hyung became more and more contemplative.
‘Oh my…’
No one listens. Words don’t make sense.
“Don’t break the formation!”
He hurriedly looked around.
And then I realized.
The joint formation was originally shaped like an arrow to pierce the enemy. However, in this situation, there was no way his command could have been conveyed, and even the formation had already moved away a long time ago.
When on earth did things get so twisted? When he lunges forward? When you don’t look back?
For a moment, my hair became pale and an eerie feeling went up my spine. However, the momentary chill was soon blown away by a shout that was heard.
“Cut off his head! At best, he’s just a Sapa bastard!”
“Get out of the way! “I’ll cut it!”
“Aaaah!”
Zhongli-hyung’s mouth slowly opened.
He was thinking clearly. He, too, can cut off Jang Il-so’s head, not the court.
But that means that others can also cut off Jang Il-so’s head.
Just as Zhong Li-heng destroyed the previously agreed upon formation, others can also ignore his orders and target Jang Il-so.
Because they are all people… like Jong Li-hyung.
A warrior is willing to risk even his life for the slightest reputation. Can such people withstand that terrible temptation?
“I mean, don’t get caught up in this guy’s tricks!”
Zhongli-hyung was now blaming his disciples.
Of course you can’t hear it.
Everyone saw and heard it. This is how Jang Moon-in breaks the promise he made and gets swept up in his desires.
Just once. It’s an opportunity that won’t come twice in your life.
This is an opportunity that should never have been given to them.
If it were not for this situation, they would also have known their subject and lived with self-respect.
But what if now?
Even the opponents are Sapa bastards who are nothing more than a ragtag bunch and can’t be bothered.
So wouldn’t it be possible to reach Jang Il-so even if he isn’t a Jang Mun-in? Wouldn’t it be possible to take advantage of a moment of inactivity to carve wounds on the body and cut off the head?
It is an accomplishment and honor so great that one can go blind just by imagining it.
Isn’t there a law that says the person who will seize that opportunity must be a long-reader?
It keeps flashing in my eyes. That fire, red as blood, overflowing.
Once blinded, no other sight enters the eyes of fire moths. All you can see are the red long guns fluttering so vividly that it hurts your eyes, and other competitors fighting their way towards him.
‘Me too…!’
“grow! “I do it!”
“Get out of the way!”
“Hahahahahahaha!”
Jang Il-so’s loud laughter further fuels this burning desire. It spreads and burns more intensely.
“Jang Ilsoooooooo!”
This didn’t just happen in the community.
“Didn’t I tell you to stop!”
Peng-Yeop also lost his temper and was unable to control the rampaging Panga.
Hebei Paengga is said to surpass Sapa in terms of pursuing defeat. Their eyes were full of madness. It is a desire that they themselves cannot do anything about. There is no way that it could be controlled by the orders of a family head with weak authority.
The ends of their formation, which had been moving in a wedge shape, twisted arbitrarily. The tip of the spear that pierced the staggering enemy split into dozens of pieces and became entangled in an indescribable form.
Someone’s path that breaks through the confusion finally flies towards Jang Il-so.
“I’ll cut your head off…!”
Lose!
It was an incredible speed. The blue sword blade headed straight for Jang Il-so’s pure white neck.
Quang!
But at that moment, the head of the person who threw the sword explodes. Brain fluid and red blood exploded like firecrackers.
“Hmm.”
In an instant, the surroundings became quiet for a moment.
Everyone saw clearly. The sight of Jang Il-so frowning at having easily caused the death of a person.
he muttered.
“It hurts.”
Then he showed his palm. A shallow wound was created by blocking the opponent’s path.
Again.
A drop of blood flows down a white finger and falls to the ground.
Jang Il-so slowly raised his hand, looked at the wound, and licked the blood flowing with his tongue. It was truly a daunting and eerie sight.
But there was only one thought that came to everyone’s mind when they saw this.
It bleeds. It hurts.
That giant shed blood even on the ordinary path of the Pan family.
Doesn’t that mean that both their swords and their roads can pierce the author’s neck?
“Hwaaaaa!”
A storm that could not be compared to anything else before began to rage.
“Calm down!” You fool….”
“Long story!”
At that time, someone pulled Jong-ri-hyeong’s shoulder. He was a common elder.
“What are you doing?”
“I can’t see this now….”
“Don’t be stupid! What calm is! Do you think Shaolin or Panjia will sit still while we calm down?”
Zhong Lihyeong’s eyes trembled.
“Go now! The author’s head must be cut off by us! “You must not yield to anyone!”
Jong-ri-hyeong turned his head in surprise and saw it.
Even as he was desperately trying to calm the community down, the Panga and Shaolin warriors were moving towards that Jangilso.
“Oh, no. Jin-hyung is like this….”
“Such frustrating!”
In the end, the elder, who could not control his nervousness, got angry.
“What does all that matter! This is a war that ultimately decapitates the author! Even if everyone dies, if the author is killed, the war is won. Even if everyone lives, if the author survives, the war is lost!”
“I…”
“Get out of the way! “Then I’ll go too!”
The elder pushed Zong Li-hyung and ran forward. Zhongliheng just stared at the scene blankly.
“Aaaah! “Jang Il-so!”
“Die!”
Dozens of swords and hundreds of swords are flying towards Jang Il-so. Jang Il-so laughed.
“Oh dear.”
And that moment.
Hwaaaaaaaaaaa!
The bright blue flames surrounding Jang Il-so swirled wildly, sweeping away those who were pouring at him in one fell swoop.
“Aaaahhh!”
It looks like a blue flame, but all of it is ultimately concentrated strong energy. Those who were swept away were literally thrown away helplessly.
“This isn’t enough.”
“Ah…”
Jang Il-so grinned as he grabbed the face of the person who had frozen in front of him and continued to apply force to his grip.
Push!
It seemed like a red flower was blooming in his hand.
“Don’t worry.”
A mysterious glow bloomed in Jang Il-so’s eyes.
“I will make this neck more valuable. “As you wish.”
Jang Il-so jumped forward again, flapping his red long gun.
A loud sound of laughter echoed throughout the battlefield.
Dark red flowers began to bloom here and there. They were greedy flowers that grew by feeding on blood and desire.
