Episode 1390 You look down on people. (5)
The gaze follows the slowly lowered head and looks at my hand.
A hand holding a sword. The hand was shaking.
‘Have you run out of stamina?’
no. Probably not.
I rested enough. No matter how endlessly the enemies come, his stamina is not easily exhausted.
His internal power, created by gathering the purest internal power, gave him endurance beyond that of the past.
Nevertheless, the reason I feel limited is probably because my mind, not my body, is worn out and falling apart.
why?
What I couldn’t understand was that part.
The clarity of the past has not been destroyed. No matter how many times I’ve been through worse situations than this, I’ve always overcome them and always overcome them.
In the process, I experienced the limitations of my body several times, but I never once faced the limitations of my mind.
But why?
“Over there!”
Countless enemies pop out from the bushes. In an instant, Cheongmyeong’s eyes calmed down like blades and he jumped back towards the charging enemies.
Putting a knife in the back of someone running away is easier than anything else. If you really want to deal with your enemy, you have to do something that your opponent can’t predict.
Like right now.
“Aaaahhh!”
The struggling enemies scream and fall, as if they had not expected Cheongmyeong to rush at them. Red blood splattered and desperate screams.
Those two things will bring other enemies here.
No, maybe already.
The gaze like the blade of clarity turned behind me. He can feel the enemy troops taking a detour and surrounding him from behind. An area closer to instinct than sense.
Paaaaat!
Cheongmyeong kicked the floor and moved backwards like a lightning bolt.
“Die!”
Enemies rush in, covering his entire field of vision as if they were waiting for him.
For those who can catch his back in just a few sword strikes, their skills are obvious even without looking at them.
Incredibly sharp attacks fly in front of him. With the intention of burning his flesh, breaking his bones, and slaughtering his soul on that day.
Kakakakang!
The sword of Cheongmyeong, which is like a lightning battle, strikes down the incoming weapons one by one. For a brief moment, the sparks created by countless pieces of metal that touched each other brightly lit up the dark forest.
In the light created in the middle of the darkness, the Shinigami’s blade penetrated Equator’s neck.
Suddenly! Suddenly! Suddenly!
Cheongmyeong, who cut off the heads of three people in one fell swoop, dives into the midst of the fallen without even confirming whether they are alive or dead.
The sword of clearness that surrounded my body with their bodies swung as if it exploded, creating a blood-red semicircle around my body.
Paaaaaa!
With an ear-piercing sound, those who were running towards him become cut-off bodies and fall to the ground.
“Whoop!”
A rough breath comes out from the corner of Cheongmyeong’s mouth.
But there is no time to catch your breath. Immediately kick the floor and rush forward. The spears that flew at where he was hit the ground one after another.
– You have achieved everything so easily. Things that were so difficult for others must have been so simple for you.
Something flashes everywhere.
sword and spear. A heavy sword and a sickle with a long chain hanging from it.
So many weapons were flying, aiming only at Cheongmyeong.
– People consider you amazing and also fear you. Maybe you too.
Cheongmyeong bit his lip until it bled.
“Aaaah!”
Plum blossoms explode around his body. The red plum blossoms that spread out in an instant resembled drops of blood bursting from a wound rather than flower petals.
– But Cheongmyeong. You have achieved nothing on your own. Maybe all of that was just a given. It was just something that was in your hand even though you didn’t want it.
‘so?’
Cheongmyeong’s two eyes are filled with light.
What does that mean? So what do you mean? What on earth does that have to do with anything?
Quaaaang!
Park Chan and Cheongmyeong rush forward as if they will break the floor. There is only one raw path. Front. This is the area that is blocking him the thickest.
Cheongmyeong charges at the enemies without a single hesitation and slashes his sword with inexplicable anger.
Kaaaang!
The heavy sword blocking his sword was cut off in an instant. Before the sword holder’s eyes even open, the dark sword of Cheongmyeong splits his entire body vertically.
The body splits in two and the blood spurted out covers Cheongmyeong’s whole body. So hot that it feels like your skin is burning. The scream of a life cut off. All of that was piled up on the tip of Cheongmyeong’s sword.
– That’s why I want you to know its weight. The value of what you have achieved through your own efforts and payment.
“It’s me!”
I didn’t acquire it without doing anything!
That’s how it will look in your eyes! But I! At least me!
– But Cheongmyeong.
At that moment, the tip of Cheongmyeong’s sword shook.
– On the other hand, I’m scared. One day, when you have gained something truly valuable, when you have understood the meaning of something that was not given for free but something you created with your own hands.
The sword cuts through the air.
His sword, which cuts off the enemy’s head and pierces the heart, has not changed a single thing.
It’s just…
– I wonder if you can be the same as you are now. Will I still be able to live like I do now?
Quack!
The broken blade of the sword is lodged in my shoulder. The vivid sensation of a thick sword cutting through the flesh. In the midst of that terrifying pain, Cheongmyeong took a step forward.
‘Long sentence of death.’
Cheongmyeong bites his lips.
Hearings are always like that. Cheongmyeong liked him. But I didn’t really understand what he meant.
Because the places you look at are so different.
‘Do you really think I am….’
Paaaaat!
The sword of Cheongmyeong, which spins its body like a top, stabs in all directions.
“Kaaaaaaak!”
“Aaaahhh!”
Those who were running fell to the ground with holes in their bodies. With blood exploding like firecrackers, Cheongmyeong inadvertently looks up at the sky.
‘Did you want to become an adult?’
I think I understand. I think I understand now.
The hearing asked him to see more at any time. He asked me to understand more and stand in the same place as those who are not like me.
always. Yes, always.
But I could only understand Cheongmyeong by standing here now. What were Cheongmun’s true feelings?
He always told Cheongmyeong to understand others, but perhaps he hoped that he would never be in the same place as others.
The moment someone like Cheongmyeong began to understand others, Cheongmun would have known what kind of burden he would have to shoulder.
Do is to cut yourself down and move forward.
Cheongmun, who walked that path before anyone else, understood how difficult and painful the path was, so perhaps… Cheongmyeongman may have hoped that he would never walk the same path as himself.
Even if it goes against the duty of a Taoist.
“Huh…”
A life that puts others before yourself.
Cheongmun followed that path throughout his life. He put others before himself and prioritized other questions over advice.
If he had to make a sacrifice, he sacrificed himself first. If he had to make a sacrifice, he sacrificed the person he cherished the most.
‘What on earth did you have in mind to endure that? execution?’
I don’t know.
But I felt like I knew.
“Over there!”
The entire forest becomes covered with life in an instant. Cheongmyeong’s hands tremble once again as he faces the onslaught of death.
‘Ah…’
At that moment, Cheongmyeong understood.
Why do my hands keep shaking? Why do I face limitations I never felt before?
‘I am now…’
Cheongmyeong’s eyes sink. Cooler than ever.
‘You’re afraid.’
I never felt afraid of death.
I thought that if I did what I had to do, even if it meant dying, that was enough. Because I didn’t think life had that great value.
What he feared was not death itself. An awkward ending that didn’t finish its job. That was just it.
But now, for the first time, Cheongmyeong was feeling the fear of dying.
We can’t face each other again.
Those he knew.
I can’t go back to a place I was more familiar with, and I can’t giggle at lame jokes. When you turn your head, there is no face where it should be.
Where everything is still the same.
Only Cheongmyeong does not exist there.
Cheongmyeong covers his mouth.
A sudden feeling of nausea came over me. Even though there is no way there is anything in my stomach, my body keeps trying to vomit something.
Why did he want to protect everyone?
okay. He was afraid. A gap is created in the invaluable relationship he created.
The names Baekcheon, Yoo Iseol, Yunjong, Jo Geol, Dang Soso, and Hyeyeon disappear from their world.
Suddenly, he turned his head and was more afraid than anything in the world when he was faced with empty space where they did not exist.
No one has felt more keenly than me how terrifying the absence of those who existed is.
But…
is it really that good?
Is everything good just because they exist? What is the point if there is no clarity there?
The moment the clearness disappears, it’s like everything disappears. If so, shouldn’t he just survive?
Wouldn’t losing a few of them be a better option than losing everything?
It’s still not too late.
In my current physical condition, I can at least escape this siege. If you just run forward without looking back, you will survive.
In return, even if most of the people here end up chasing after Hwasan and Haenam, and in return for that, even if Haenam is annihilated and some of the faces he knew never to be seen again, he will survive
… !”
Red blood flowed out of Cheongmyeong’s mouth.
Cheongmyeong looked at the blood on the hand covering his mouth with blurred eyes and let out a low laugh.
“…Even if the spirit demon came, it came dirty.”
okay. afraid.
I am so afraid of dying.
What is more frightening than that is dying alone again, with no place to reach. I once again vividly feel the feeling of dying alone on Hundred Thousand Mountains.
Enemies flock to him like black waves.
“Hey, death penalty. Are you watching?”
Cheongmyeong looks up at the sky.
“When I think about it, the death penalty has never done anything I wanted.”
Cheongmyeong grabs the sword.
His feet dig into the floor. It was as if they were trying to tie my feet, which were about to fall off, to the floor.
“So… don’t even hope for it. “Because I’m naturally that kind of guy.”
Enemies are attacking.
My trembling hands still could not calm down and my heart was still crying.
But despite this, Cheongmyeong maintained its position.
The deep regret that still resides within him will be connected to what he protected. Even if he doesn’t exist where the past and future meet, it doesn’t matter.
Because will is not something that can be maintained through life.
Paaaaaa!
The coolness that has been forged again and again becomes a sword and pierces the air.
It was the sword of the Sword Demon and also the sword of Geomjon.
