Episode 1562. It’s different from back then. (2)
“What!”
Quaaaaaaaaaaa!
The white sword energy that flew in exploded all at once.
Due to the sudden, unimaginable attack, the enemies in Surochae scattered in six pieces without even being able to scream.
Formidable sword power.
Namgung (南宮) in Changcheon (蒼天). A formidable sword technique that was not at all ashamed of its name was unleashed under the blue sky as its name suggests.
Paaaat!
Namgung Do-wi, who had cut down the leading opponents in one go, ran forward at once. Behind him were white swordsmen with solemn faces.
“It’s the enemy!”
A loud bang erupted from the front. And the bandits who saw the swordsmen running after them became thoughtful and shouted.
But before they can react, white sword energy rises into the sky once again.
Quaaaaaaaaaaa!
“Lord Soga! “You must conserve your strength!”
A tearing scream came from behind me.
But instead of answering, Nangong Daowi bit his lip.
know. Know.
There is still a long way to go to where the Black Dragon King is. Also, if you point your sword at each of the scattered enemies, you will get exhausted before you even face the Black Dragon King.
okay. I knew enough.
But what? If I don’t drop the sword right away, I feel like my heart will explode.
‘Surochae!’
I couldn’t forget it. No, I can’t forget it.
The number of enemies in the waterway that drove them to that small island and rushed towards them as if hunting them. The families who died miserably on that cold island. The last face of my father, cut by the Black Dragon King’s pottery and slowly sinking into the deep Yangtze River.
I can never forget it. Even if everyone here is chewed and swallowed, they will not be forgotten.
That’s because it’s a burning mark that Namgung Dowi must suffer through in his heart for the rest of his life.
But even if you can’t forget, it doesn’t mean there’s nothing you can do. Although we cannot bring back the dead, we cannot cut out their terrible memories, but we can soothe the souls of the dead.
It is the blood of these people and the Black Dragon King.
‘Is this foolish?’
Ugh!
Nangung Dowi’s sword cried out in response.
Nangong Dowi also clearly knew that his choice now was not very wise. People he knows will definitely think he’s foolish and foolish.
‘But what can I do? stamp?’
People must know how to be stupid sometimes. What is more important than being smart is not ignoring the cry of your heart.
‘Isn’t it none other than the seal that told you that?’
A smile that did not suit the situation leaked from the corner of Nangung Dowi’s mouth.
okay. The person who taught it was Cheongmyeong. So, even if you get angry and curse, wouldn’t you understand me a little bit?
“Oooooh!”
Nangung Dowi burst forward with a large lion’s hooves and ran forward.
“Lord Soga!”
“Sogaju! Calm down!”
“Don’t try to stop me!”
Namgung Dowi lets out a loud roar.
“If you want to stop me, don’t try to stop me, but stand in front of me! If you want to protect my sword, open the way with your sword! “That’s Namgung’s way!”
The eyes of the inspectors who heard those words completely changed.
No need to say anything.
Namgung’s swordsmen push each other and step forward. What Namgung Dowi said is correct. There is an enemy in front of him, so his sword keeps cutting the enemy. What would be the point of swinging that sword if there was no enemy in front of him?
Namgungdowi is not the only one who cannot forget Maehwado.
Everyone left themselves there. Everyone buried the name Changcheon there. Now they are on their way to reclaim the name Changcheon. It is not a matter of who gives in to whom.
Namgung-gil (南宮吉), who rushed forward at once, became thoughtful and plunged his sword into the lower abdomen of the retreating enemy.
“Cruck…”
Namgung-gil saw him trembling and sneered in a voice full of resentment and anger.
“Why are you doing that? “Why don’t you try shooting that great artillery again?”
It comes back to life. Memories of that time.
A feeling of helplessness, of not being able to do anything even though I was holding a sword. The pain of having to cry out as I saw my comrades being crushed to death by artillery fire from a distant sea.
‘Only to these guys!’
The memories that resurfaced fueled their resentment, and that resentment breathed life into their swords.
Paaaat!
Namgung-gil, who had pulled out his stuck sword and cut his enemy to pieces, gritted his teeth as he saw the blood spattering in the air.
This is not dirty blood. It is glorious blood.
Namgungse’s eyes began to bloodshot in the eyes of the inspectors.
From that day on, they have been training for some time, even to the point of being grueling. But what’s the point of all that training if you can’t unfold the sword in a situation like this?
“Oooooh!”
The inspectors move forward as if competing with each other.
Twelve iron swords.
Practical swordsmanship representing the Namgung family. The swordsmanship, newly forged by the hand of a craftsman named Cheongmyeong on the foundation of Namgung, reveals its true value against an enemy that is outnumbered.
Kagagak!
The sword extends out like a sword, splits the sharp harpoon like a reed, and sinks into the enemy’s chest.
A simple and basic swordsmanship that eliminates any fancy changes. The moment Namgung Se’s unique rogue power is applied to the sword that pursues extreme simplicity, the simple sword is reborn as a sword worthy of the two letters ‘Namgung’.
Paaaaat!
It was when the swordsman of the Namgung family, who had cut off the waist of the retreating enemy, was about to let out an indignant shout.
“Calm down your anger!”
Namgoongmyeong’s cold voice penetrates their ears.
“I’m not saying you should forget your grudges! Just don’t mistake the target for taking out that grudge! “We haven’t even reached the enemy yet!”
The swordsmen are showing off their fierce murderous spirit.
Black Dragon King Jeok Se-gwang.
Their real enemy and the target their swords should aim for. Namgoongmyeong’s words are correct. Their resentment is too deep and heavy to cheer after killing these idiots.
“Open the road! “I will cut off the Black Dragon King’s head!”
“yes!”
The swordsmen of Namgung became one and started running.
There will be no return. Even if the situation turns out for the best, more than half of them will have to bury their bones here. But it still doesn’t matter.
Even if everyone had to die here in exchange for beheading the Black Dragon King, no one would regret it. Can death be considered a fear compared to the fear of having the head of the enemy who killed the head of the family stolen by someone else or the fear of that person living and breathing?
Determination envelops their bodies like iron armor, and the force pouring from their backs sets their spirit on fire.
“Stop it!”
“It’s the Namgung family!”
A sharp whistle sounds from all directions.
Surochae, which sensed the appearance of the Namgung family, sprayed nervous energy waves in all directions.
A feeling as if the entire forest in front of you was shaking. A feeling of pressure as if a huge, ferocious beast was rising from its crouching position.
However, the swordsmen of the Namgung family rushed towards the monster called Surochae without any hesitation. To cut out the heart that drives that monster with their own hands.
“Get out of the way!”
Paaaaat!
The extended sword blows off the enemy’s head in one fell swoop.
As the sword swings, the heads of the enemies are cut off and their severed limbs scatter. Namgung broke through the human curtain like a cart running down a slope.
However, the name of Eighteen Houses on the Yangtze River is not just an empty name that resonates only on the Yangtze River.
“They are gathering!”
“Run faster!”
It was visible to everyone. The sight of enemies scattered in all directions gradually converging in front of them.
It’s like a swarm of ants gathering to suffocate still alive and struggling prey.
That scene makes King Namgung stab the swordsmen.
A sight I’ve already seen. And this is something I have already experienced painfully. Haven’t they already felt deep in their bones how terrifying it is when people who aren’t all that special come together?
The feet of the running swordsmen naturally become slower.
It wasn’t something I thought about and delayed. The fear that had been sleeping deep in their hearts awoke and grabbed their ankles.
And it was that moment.
Oooooh!
“So Sogaju!”
Nangung Dowi’s sword is raised as if piercing the sky. And the sword began to emit white brilliance.
The white black energy that became more and more concentrated soon grew to the size of a large rock.
“Matriarch…”
And the swordsmen who followed Namgung Dowi and saw the scene with their eyes could not help but think of one person’s sword.
The one who broke a mountain with one sword and split a river with one sword.
This person was more regal than anyone else and more thieves than anyone else.
This is the sword of Emperor Nangong.
“Ooooooooo!”
The white sword energy, which expanded in size once more, soared as if it would pierce the sky, and was soon shot towards the enemies crowding in front of them.
Quaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
A huge explosion.
Everything that existed in the area where the white sword energy exploded is pulverized. The sword of the emperor who does not allow anyone to stand in front of him. The sword that originally belonged to Namgung, but was now lost, was recreated in the hands of Namgung Dowi.
“Anyone who stands in the way will be crushed! “We are the Changcheon Namgung family!”
Namgung Dowi literally roars.
And there was no need to even think about what that roar had given to Namgung’s swordsmen.
“Oooooh!”
My toes, which had been slow, gain more strength than before. Namgung’s swordsmen, whose eyes were filled with strong light, soon became one sword and were fired.
The enemy, who could neither run nor retreat, dyed the world they were moving through red with the blood that flowed from their bodies.
“Black Dragon King!”
“Hmm.”
The corner of the Black Dragon King’s mouth twitched harshly as he saw the white sword flying from afar.
A sword that I saw somewhere. It is a sword that you will never forget if you see it even once. However, the owner of that sword energy would have become a cold corpse under none other than his sword.
The Black Dragon King, who was staring at the place where the sword energy had surged, turned his gaze to my fluttering right sleeve.
“How dare you…”
The Black Dragon King growled like a wounded beast.
No matter how much he lost one arm, he never thought someone like Namgung would target him. It may have been the Namgung family of the past, but the fact that the current Namgung family was targeting him was nothing short of humiliating.
“Did you say that the son of Emperor Namgung leads the Namgung family?”
“yes. “It’s called Namgungdowi.”
“Nangungdowira….”
The Black Dragon King suppresses his anger and sneers.
“You look like a one-day puppy, barking without even knowing what your topic is. “Never would have thought that a one-day puppy like that would jump out from under a tiger like King Namgung.”
The Black Dragon King chuckled and grabbed his beloved bottle with his remaining arm. His eyes began to shine with life.
“If you want to die like that, you should listen. “I will dry up Namgung’s seed here today!”
Terrible madness flowed from the Black Dragon King’s eyes.
A deep madness that would be enough to dye the entire blue sky black.
