Episode 1058 Nothing like your voice can reach me. (3)
Baekcheon bit his teeth hard without realizing it.
His wide-open eyes didn’t know they would leave Cheongmyeong and Jang Il-so, who were fiercely pushing Danjagang.
“I…”
It is truly a wonderful sight. It was an attack and defense at an incredible speed that even with his eyes, which had trained to the limit with Cheongmyeong, he could not help but miss the final enemy moment by moment.
Even if I couldn’t see everything in detail, I could clearly understand the status of the group involved in this fierce battle. It felt like it was my skin, not my eyes. My senses, not my head, trembled first.
“Those crazy bastards…”
In order not to miss the opportunity that once appeared, they put up a desperate fight and block the enemy’s attack that goes beyond common sense as if they knew it.
The high-speed attack and defense, rotating like gears, seemed more like a well-planned opera than a battle.
“Sasuk….”
“Yes.”
Baekcheon nodded heavily at the voice coming from behind him.
“We are pushing it.”
Every time the sword of Cheongmyeong leapt like a poisonous snake, the enemy… the bishop of the Demonic Cult retreated.
Paaaaaa!
Every time Cheongmyeong cut through the air like a sword, there was a terrible sound. Baekcheon clenched his fists so tightly that his joints turned white.
“That bastard…”
Looking at Cheongmyeong now, you can’t help but find out. The fact is that none of the things he showed in his sparring with them or in his fight with the Black Dragon King were Cheongmyeong’s full strength.
‘no. ‘That’s not it.’
Cheongmyeong didn’t really hide his skills. It’s just that neither they nor the Black Dragon King could bring out all of that Cheongmyeong’s skills. And that meant, in other words, that the bishop was strong enough to draw out all the power of Cheongmyeong.
But what caught Baekcheon’s attention the most right now wasn’t Cheongmyeong or Danjagang, who were wielding amazing swords.
‘Jang Il-so….’
I’m not asking which one is greater.
However, Baekcheon was quite embarrassed. Jang Il-so, who is no one else, is in perfect harmony with Cheong-myeong, who rushes forward without even thinking about the back.
‘Does this make sense?’
The person Baekcheon knows named Jang Ilso is never the kind of person who will keep pace while giving the initiative to others. Isn’t Jang Il-so the one who manipulates everything in the world to his will and uses it as a tool?
Anyone who knows Jang Il-so will give the same answer. Even if anyone were to ask Safa, the answer wouldn’t change much.
However, Jang Il-so gives the go-ahead to Cheongmyeong without saying anything. And he is concentrating on blocking Danjagang’s counterattacks that erupt at every moment and taking advantage of the gaps.
I couldn’t believe that this was a choice made by a loser named Jang Il-so.
But what was even more surprising than that was that their hands and feet matched so well that it was ridiculous. I even felt like the two were becoming more and more aligned as the battle lasted.
‘How can they do that?’
Baekcheon knows. Because out of all of them, I have the most experience supporting that crazy guy. I know better than anyone else how difficult it is to support Cheongmyeong.
The sword of Cheongmyeong, if expressed visually, would be like an ever-changing divine dragon. If expressed vulgarly, it would be no different from a loach sprinkled with salt. You can’t know what it’s going to do, and it’s impossible to predict where it will suddenly jump.
Even Baekcheon, who was accustomed to Cheongmyeong’s sword, could only follow Cheongmyeong’s movements if his nerves were as sharp as a blade. Only after expending a terrible amount of mental energy.
But now, Jang Il-so, who is working with Cheongmyeong for the first time, is accomplishing the difficult task. It’s like someone who has guessed the sum countless times and has learned to pass professionally.
‘Damn you!’
Putting aside my admiration for Jang Il-so, there was no way to deny that guy’s greatness.
Kwaaaaaaaa!
The moment Cheongmyeong shot forward, bracelets were released from Jang Il-so’s hand with terrifying force. Ten golden lines preoccupy the Bishop’s range of movement and block his escape from the Sword of Clearing.
It is a movement perfectly tailored to Cheongmyeong. At the same time, Jang Il-so followed right behind Cheongmyeong in preparation for any possible counterattack.
‘Both of you are out of your mind.’
It is the same as Jang Il-so, who is the leader of the Sapae faction that dominates half of the entire midfield, but at least for this moment, chooses to support Cheongmyeong, and Cheongmyeong, who casually entrusts his back to the evil enemy of the Sapa faction whom he hated so much. They were crazy people who thoughtlessly did things that were unimaginable to normal thinking.
However, the ridiculous harmony of those crazy people was producing the result of unilaterally pushing that fearsome bishop.
Wow.
Baekcheon bit his lip without realizing it.
The situation itself is so great that I can’t help but wonder. But still, Baekcheon couldn’t just look at it with good intentions.
This is because the position where Jang Il-so stands was originally supposed to be filled by Hwasan’s disciples.
‘It’s still not enough.’
Baekcheon glared at Jang Ilso with menacing eyes.
‘Anyway… I’ll win now!’
Whatever the method, it was important to be able to defeat the bishop and prevent the spread of the Demonic Cult.
He suddenly looked back.
The moment I became vaguely confident of victory, I finally had time to look behind me. It was unclear how the demonic cultists would come out the moment the bishop was killed by the sword of the clearing. So I had to check their trends in advance.
But Baekcheon, looking back at the demonic cultists, froze on the spot.
‘what?’
It’s not that there was a particularly noticeable reaction.
Rather, the fact that there was no noticeable reaction confused Baekcheon. The demon cultists were kneeling on the spot and chanting mantras, looking no different from when the bishop first appeared.
Now that I think about it, that mantra that resonates like a song has never ceased until now.
From the start of the battle until now, even after that Danjagang began to clearly show signs of being pushed back.
Maybe it’s simply a side of fanaticism. Basically, faith means not considering the circumstances. Since these people live with fanaticism to begin with, it is not surprising that they show unreasonable faith in their superiors.
But…
‘No. ‘Something different!’
They clearly seemed to know something. The fact that this match cannot end like this.
‘Cheongmyeong!’
Baekcheon’s eyes turned violently to the front.
Cheongmyeong was rushing toward Danjagang, spraying lightning-like sword energy.
Kwakagak!
Cheongmyeong’s sword cut right next to Dan Zagang’s neck. Blood gushed out from the gruesomely split wound. The long gun that Danjagang was wearing was stained black with blood that had seeped out here and there.
Paaaaaa!
Cheongmyeong’s sword continued to attack Danjagang without even giving him a chance to catch his breath. He turns into something grotesque, sometimes chases after you viciously, and sometimes makes crazy gambles.
And next to Cheongmyeong, Jang Il-so continued to pour out tension from behind his head. Sometimes, when an attack that seemed difficult for Cheongmyeong to handle came pouring in, he did not hesitate to rush in and block the attack.
‘This is…’
A chilling energy passed through Danjagang’s eyes.
Coo!
Danjagang stared at the sword of Cheongmyeong flying above his head and stepped forward strongly. At the same time, huge demonic energy spread out from the body in all directions as if exploding.
Quaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
Cheongmyeong’s body, caught in the aftermath, was thrown back like a leaf swept away by a typhoon. After flying backwards for a while, Cheongmyeong spun around in the air, lowered his body, and landed.
“omg! Huh! omg!”
As soon as it hit the ground, a rough breath poured out of Cheongmyeong’s mouth, as if he was expelling his lungs. Not only his entire body but even his hair was wet with sweat.
Even his breathing was restricted, and he continued to fire back and forth. I had no choice but to lose my mental strength and stamina to a great extent.
However, Cheongmyeong’s eyes were as bright blue as before and were glaring at Danjagang, who had hidden behind the demonic spirit.
After a while, the aftereffects of the demonic energy dissipated and Danjagang appeared.
“Maybe I… underestimated you too much.”
Full of scars. Anyone who has seen Danjagang now will probably think of those words first.
But Cheongmyeong knows. Among the wounds on that body, there are very few that can truly be called fatal wounds. This is especially true considering that Danjagang has mastered the Goruma Gong, which allows him to exhibit abnormal recovery skills.
“But… I still don’t understand.”
Danjagang spoke quietly.
“Is it only this much?”
He trampled the ground.
“If the level of the central plains is only this high… why was the religion routed by you and driven to that barren land?”
Numerous questions swirled through Danjagang’s mind.
How could the Heavenly Demon be caught off guard by these people?
Of course, tigers sometimes die from poisonous snake bites. But is it possible that a tiger that dies from an ant bite exists in the world? Are these people more than ants?
“It won’t be like this, right?”
As anger welled up, blood glowed from Danjagang’s eyes again.
“Tell me, warrior of the central plains. This isn’t everything for you. Then take out everything you have. Otherwise…”
Black demonic energy swirled around Dan Zagang’s body like a floating evil spirit. An enormous amount of pressure began to weigh on my son-in-law.
“You will die here!”
Kwaaaaaaaa!
The Danjagang rushed at incredible speed.
It was an act closer to zoning rather than movement. As if the existing space had been forcibly twisted and pierced, Dan Zagang’s body arrived right in front of Cheongmyeong in an instant. Perhaps the expression “appeared” would be more appropriate.
Cheongmyeong’s eyes opened wide.
At that moment, Dan Zagang’s hand dug into Cheongmyeong’s side.
Cheongmyeong instantly raised his sword and blocked the flying hand. However, the tension that Danjagang swung was completely stuck in Cheongmyeong’s side, along with the blocked sword.
Quaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
Crunch!
The sound of explosions colliding with energy and the sound of bones crushing mixed together. Cheongmyeong’s body bounced and flew away like a pebble kicked with all its might.
Quang!
Danjagang kicked the ground and caught up with Cheongmyeong at an incredible speed. Danjagang caught up in an instant and raised one hand towards the sky.
The black airflow that emanated from his entire body swirled, ascended his body, and soon gathered together at his fingertips.
At first, the magic energy was the size of a human head, but it quickly grew larger than the house. The darkness was so thick that it seemed as if one would be sucked in, and the magic energy looked like a blazing black sun.
The moment Dan Jagang was about to put his hand down, tension in the form of bright blue flames poured urgently and abundantly in his face. Each one of them contained such great power that it could even destroy Ganggi.
However, Danjagang lowered his hand without any hesitation.
“Oooooh!”
The blazing black sun engulfed and crushed the blue flame.
The demon energy, which had blown away all the obstacles, swallowed Cheongmyeong’s body as it bounced away.
Quaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
The black sun scorched on the earth, shaking the entire world. The prostrate demons were also unable to overcome the aftereffects of the huge explosion and were thrown back and forth.
“Che…”
Baekcheon’s eyes opened wide as if they were torn apart.
“Cheongmyeongaaaaaaaa!”
The horrendous screams were completely drowned out by the continuous explosion of alcohol.
