< Episode 122 One (2) >
A baby born in a black flame.
Mok Gyeong-un’s eyes became red little by little in the space that flowed infinitely slowly after the last strong memory.
-Rarrrr!
The black flame that was burning bigger than my body before my eyes had suddenly subsided shrinking to the size of my fist.
Mok Kyung-un looked at him and sent a doctor.
‘Why do you want to leave it to me a mere human being?’
-….
‘Can’t you just take everything away?’
When he regained all his memories Mok Gyeong-un was the same as him even if his personality was different.
However the fact that it is a pseudo-body that was born when we became human has not changed.
Regardless of his status he was able to eat as much of his doctor’s body as he wanted during his short life.
But it didn’t.
Mok Gyeong-un could not help but be puzzled by the decision which was not the least bit rational.
But then a black flame flickered.
-It’s not just one thing.
‘….’
-Isn’t it sparkling even more?
‘you…..’
[Someone said that. Because it’s shorter it shines even more. We can live like that too.]
An image of her smiling brightly passed by.
Was that your everything?
He was born as the king of demons which is tantamount to eternal life and although it is short enough to be fleeting he hoped for a human life that shines brighter than anyone else.
-Ssssss!
The black flame was getting smaller and smaller.
It was going out.
-Really…it was a long long time.
‘Stop. There is no need to completely melt your will into me like this. No why are you trying to disappear?
-It doesn’t disappear.
‘you!’
-There is no need to think about it. I am…you. You…me. In the end…we are one.
As the black flame shrank to the size of a finger even the voice became quieter.
Mo Kyung-un tried to prevent him from seeping into him.
But he didn’t stop at it.
‘stop! Stop it. Didn’t he want to meet her? Didn’t you want to talk to her every moment of her waking life?
I could tell because everything in my memory had been assimilated.
Every time he woke up he repeated the same words dozens hundreds or thousands of times.
[I missed you so much. My one and only bride.]
Still he did not say it out of his mouth.
I knew very well why he did this.
It was so as not to leave any regrets.
If you have even a single lingering regret you may want to give up assimilating with yourself the human body.
That’s why he never said anything to her.
Even if it was only one person Mok Gyeong-un wanted to have him say this as his own person.
however
-Ssssss!
As the flame burned only red embers flickered.
His voice rang faintly in Mok Gyeong-un’s ears.
-So…Wol…and…my…beautiful…and sparkling…story…back then. …..it ended….. Now… it’s the story of the young spirit… and you….
A dying ember.
In her embers he drew a glimpse of his meeting with her.
And the last thing he thought of was his very beautiful bride.
-It was beautiful…so beautiful it looked like a red peony.
-Shoooooo!
The embers went out like that and dispersed like a haze.
As soon as his last will came to mind the doctor melted and became completely one with Mok Gyeong-un whose red eyes caused a single tear to roll down his cheek.
-Gurgling!
At that moment a crack appeared in the time that was flowing infinitely slowly.
-What a mess!
* * *
-What a mess!
The moment the Tai Gong Feng Asthma cracked the three eyes of Mok Gan’s clone shook.
‘How?’
Taegongbong Asthma is called the ancient golden art.
This was a near-absolute technique created to catch those who tried to deviate from nature that is those who approached the realm of God.
Unlike then it was unfolded perfectly so no one but myself could cancel it.
But what on earth is going on?
-Blah blah blah!
Once the crack had appeared it was gradually spreading in all directions.
As a result Mok-gan’s alter ego’s gaze immediately turned to Mo Gyeong-un who was at the center of Taegongbong Cheon-sik.
-thud!
At that time the sound of a heart could be heard in his ears.
Time passed by so slowly that I couldn’t hear the sound of my heart beating but the guy’s heart was beating so fast that I could gradually hear it.
-thud! thud! thud!
It wasn’t an illusion.
Heart sounds returned to normal.
Mokgan’s clone soon opened his arms wide.
Then looking towards where Mokgyeong-un was he brought his arms together and pretended to trap him with both hands.
Then
-Shoooooooo!
As the wide-spread Taegongbong Asthma decreased the light centered on Mokgyeongun became more intense.
It gradually changed into the shape of a sphere.
It was intended to make the technique more solid by reducing the scope of the main force of Taegongbongcheonstyle which was spread over a wide area.
“Cluck cluck.”
A cough of blood burst out from Mokgan’s clone’s mouth.
This was because the main force was forced to move while in a weakened state.
However I had no confidence in stopping this incident without doing this.
Although it is already too late if a situation arises where he escapes from the perfect Taegongbong Asthma…
-Blah blah blah!
‘!?’
At that moment the dazzlingly shining sphere began to split apart.
‘no. We have to stop it somehow….’
“Foot!”
At that time black blood poured out like a fountain from the mouth of Mokgan’s clone and soon the sphere shattered and the concentrated light spread out in all directions.
-Sssssshhhh!
In the flowing light a black shadow quickly stretched out and grabbed Mokgan’s clone by the neck.
-closely!
“Oops!”
He was Mok Gyeong-un.
The pupils of Mokgan’s clone who was holding him by the neck were shaking violently.
It was difficult to even make eye contact due to the overwhelming sense of intimidation beyond imagination.
It felt like I was standing in front of an absolute being.
Although not in his current body he had felt this once.
“Ugh….Ugh…..You….”
“Disappear.”
“What…”
It was that moment.
The whole body is sharply surrounded by anticipation.
It’s scary to detect
-Kwasik!
The body of Mokgan’s clone exploded.
Even though his body exploded right in front of him and blood splattered everywhere nothing got on Mo Gyeong-un’s body.
Mok Gyeong-un who killed the bastard like that looked towards the far south.
“Is that the place?”
-Paaaaaaaaa!
At that moment a wave-shaped wave spread out in a circle the space shook and soon Mokyungun’s new form became a dot and disappeared.
* * *
– Thick!
Juklipin who was standing in the shadows frowned as he felt a momentary headache.
Then the man with long hair and red lips who was guarding his side came closer and asked.
“Wooden. Are you okay?”
As he was about to approach a Juklip person called Mokgan held out his hand as if to tell him not to approach.
At this her man hurriedly stopped.
Mokgan immediately opened his mouth to him.
“….It looks like he’s been released.”
“yes? “If you are a bastard are you really talking about that incarnation?”
“Then who do you think you are talking about?”
“I’m so sorry. Oh my dear. Among those imprisoned in the ancient golden art of Taegongbongcheongsik there is no one who has escaped on their own.”
It is a Taegongbong method that also traps six demons known to be infinitely close to divine beasts.
Even if one reaches the state of life and death which is the highest state among the martial arts people it still falls short of the six demons.
however
“Does that mean I misunderstood?”
At the sharp sound of his voice the red-lipped man hurriedly got down on his knees and bowed her head to the floor to apologize.
-thud! thud! thud!
“Please forgive me. “How could someone have such blasphemous thoughts?”
“Stay back.”
At the command on the wooden tablet the red-lipped man’s form blurred and disappeared.
As soon as he was out of sight Mokgan raised his hand slightly and then lowered it.
At that moment I almost couldn’t control my madness and anger.
‘what?’
It was no exaggeration to say that he was closely related to his clones.
So because you are sharing your thoughts with them you can see what they are seeing.
But the last thing he saw was the sight of a crack in Taegongbong’s asthma.
As a result the clone compressed the main force of Taegongbong Cheon Shik and made it into a sphere. From that moment the clone’s intention turned black and was immediately cut off.
Seeing that there was a blow to the stomach it was clear that the alter ego was dead.
But why didn’t I see the last moment?
‘Did someone intervene?’
Mokgan was lost in thought for a moment and then shook his head.
It didn’t matter anyway.
Even if someone helped Hwa-shin and he was released from Taegongbong Asthma by heavenly luck it was already too late.
It was too far for him to reach here from there.
By the time he gets here everything will already be over.
All he could see was death.
-Sigh!
Mokgan who raised the corner of his mouth with a sly look soon sent his doctor towards his alter ego in the Hundred Thousand Mountains.
* * *
‘Red Flame Sword Technique 7th Super-Fire Type (Super Fire Type)!’
-Rarrrrrrrrrr!
Sihyeolgokju Lee Ji-yeom’s sword created a trace of extremely detailed flames and soon overwhelmed the cold sword.
-Chachachachachachachachae!
‘Damn it!’
-What a mess!
The snowy island of Neung Jin-sun the second world of Secret Love who had been blocking the flame sword with all his might was soon unable to withstand the heat and cracked.
-Chaggaaaaaang!
It split in half and flew away.
Without missing that moment the flaming sword sliced through Neung Jin-sun’s right shoulder and heart and came out through her waist.
“Yes…it’s his victory.”
Admitting his own defeat Neung Jin-sun spoke those words with the last of his strength.
Then the split upper body fell backwards.
-thud!
The cut area burned due to the heat and no blood spurted out.
Lee Ji-yeom who barely managed to knock him down got down on one knee and let out a rough breath.
“Gasp….Gasp…Gasp….”
It was a really strong enemy.
Deija who thought he could easily defeat the guy because he had reached the level of fireworks and perfected his new skills was a super expert who could be compared to the Eight Stars.
If he had not given up one arm with the determination of Donggwijin to protect his name he would not have won the match.
His left arm which had been cut off in half was shaking.
He had to say that he had virtually lost his arm.
-Okay!
Lee Ji-yeom soon cut off his shaking arm.
It must have been painful but after cutting his arm he stopped the bleeding by pressing on the hemostasis point without making the slightest sound.
Then I heard someone clapping their hands.
-Clap clap!
Lee Ji-yeom’s expression hardened at the sound he heard from behind.
Even though he was injured he never let down his guard and he had no sense of what was coming behind him.
‘You deceived my senses?’
Now he was a person who could be compared to Palseong the best warrior in the martial arts world.
If you can fool his senses…
-Sigh!
Turning his head Lee Ji-yeom’s complexion darkened in an instant.
This was because he could see Jeong Hyeon-moon the leader of the Justice Alliance clapping his hands in front of him.
“….Jeong Hyeon-moon.”
“That’s great. “I thought there was a clear limit to losing sight of the Grand Duke by obsessing over the useless heat management.”
‘!?’
Lee Ji-yeom frowned and opened his mouth.
“….What are you?”
Since he had never left the valley he had never had a particularly close encounter with Jeong Maeng.
Therefore even though he was the leader of justice he had no way of knowing anything about himself.
But how does he know that his Red Flame Sword Technique is based on Yeolyangjigi?
I’m wondering
-Sreung!
Jeong Hyeon-moon approached drawing his famous sword Ilhwi his German weapon.
“It’s a pity. “As soon as your talent blossoms you are destined to die like this.”
-Gooooooo!
Just by unsheathing his sword the tremendous force released made the hand holding Eiji Yan’s sword tremble.
Even if he wasn’t injured he wasn’t an opponent he could beat.
How many seconds can he stop the seven heavens the pinnacle of the current martial arts world?
Can he stop a single eclipse?
Lee Ji-yeom who was glaring at the approaching man soon let out a long breath.
‘It’s meaningless.’
Winning was not the goal.
What he was trying to do was protect.
-Squeak!
Lee Ji-yeom tore the hem of his clothes and then he grabbed the fabric of his clothes with his teeth and moved his sword and hand to close his teeth.
He was determined not to let go of his sword even if he died.
“That’s great. One thing is nonsense. “If he steps back he might be able to save his life.”
“Cut off my head and pass by.”
“Foot.”
Jeong Hyeon-moon the Lord of Justice snorted at Lee Ji-yeom’s will and then tried to take a step forward.
It was right then.
-Sneaking!
At that time the blood shed by the dead began to appear drop by drop on the mountain peak.
The corners of Jeong Hyeon-moon’s mouth turned up in awe at the strange sight.
‘You’re here.’
< Episode 122 One (2) > end
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