Episode 878 So die like a bug. (3)
Hong Dae-gwang’s eyes widened.
Pain was throbbing from the stab wounds all over my body, but at this moment, I didn’t seem to even feel it.
“…What on earth is this?”
The disciples of Hwasan are unilaterally attacking the Sa Sects.
It fires a flash of sword energy and attacks the enemy with perfect coordination. During the plum blossom season, which is the peak season of volcanoes, beautiful and colorful flowers were blooming everywhere.
“Oh my god…”
Hong Dae-gwang couldn’t help but be shocked as he watched the Sapas falling helplessly, sprinkling blood.
He was clearly prepared to die and held on, pinning all his hopes on Hwasan. But isn’t it usually difficult to make expectations come true?
And in fact, what he really expected was for Huashan to arrive in time and join hands with them to deal with them on equal terms. I never imagined that the volcano would attack them unilaterally like this.
For Buntaju Hong Dae-gwang, who knew every detail of who the Safa people were and what they were like, just having expectations was absurd.
But now, here, right in front of his eyes, something he had never even expected was happening in reality.
‘What on earth have you been doing for the past three years, you crazy people…’
Their youthful faces have suddenly changed into those of a swordsman.
Parrrr!
He pushes the opponent away with his fearsome and swift sword and counterattacks with his skillful sword. And when the distance seems to widen just a little, the Hwasan Sect’s unique phantom swords bloom brilliantly.
“This is Volcano…”
Volcano, which once pushed out even that shaman and took over the position of the greatest swordsman in the world, is now roaring at the world here.
Ugh.
Hong Dae-gwang clenched his fists. Heat welled up in my face and I felt like something hot was welling up in my chest.
He could not hold back his overwhelming heart and shouted loudly.
“Well done! Screw it all! Those damn bastards!”
“….”
The blood drained from Galcheonrip’s face in an unexpected situation.
“large!”
“….”
“Large! “Shouldn’t we do something?”
“….”
“Large!”
Galcheonrip flinched for a moment and looked to the side. Damhae was looking at him with a thoughtful face. Not only that, but the other younger brothers who had surrounded and guarded Galcheonrip since the volcanic wave arrived also showed signs of nervousness.
“If we leave it like this, everyone will collapse!”
Gal Cheon-rip bit his lip.
‘Damn it.’
I glanced at the battlefield situation once again with bloodshot eyes. That brat… no, the swordsmen of the volcano who could no longer be called brats were unilaterally slaughtering the elites he had brought along.
Safa, overwhelmed by the force and unable to maintain his position, was pushed further and further back, retreating in this direction.
It is an incomprehensible sight.
‘How could this happen…’
The situation should have been the opposite.
Even though they are disciples of a prestigious political sect, the people here are not people who should be weighed down by that kind of reputation. Rather, those kids who had no real experience of the battlefield should have been crushed by the weight of the battlefield, where people’s heads were blown off and arms were cut off right in front of them.
Isn’t it a battlefield where you can’t show even half of your skills if you can’t bear that weight?
But…
“Hi!”
“Moo, back off! “Those damn petals are flying in again.”
“Aaaahhh!”
The side that was unable to show off their skills due to contemplation was actually the Sapa group.
No matter how much you think about it, this doesn’t make sense.
I can’t believe that those who have gained fame and skills through countless battles fought in the Gangho for decades are being so cruelly pushed out by young people who have not even lived half their lives.
Moreover, those devil-like volcanic bastards do not let their guard down at all even while looking at the scene, and are constantly emitting an eerie black energy.
‘Does this mean it’s prestigious?’
no. No way.
If this were possible for all political factions, there would never have been such a tight division between politics and politics. This is not the power of a prestigious political faction, but the power of a volcano.
‘I lost a lot of momentum at first. Those damn bastards!’
The biggest blow was that at the moment of the first collision, several people had their heads cut off without even being able to use their hands properly.
A hand that goes beyond boldness to the point of cruelty.
Although it was a temporary alliance, those who had seen their colleague being treated so cruelly right in front of them had no choice but to be scared…
Gal Cheon-rip, who had been nervously continuing his thoughts, suddenly widened his eyes.
‘Isn’t this what we were trying to do?’
“this…!”
He bit his lip to suppress his anger.
“large!”
An anxious voice was heard again.
Galcheonrip came to his senses. This is not the time to be doing analysis or anything like that. Once you lose momentum, it becomes truly uncontrollable if you don’t correct it.
He shouted loudly with all his might.
“Iron Ghost! Blood slaughter! Hoeseonchang-gwi! Single-marital blood count! How long are you going to just watch?”
There is only one way to regain momentum once it has been lost. Pressing down with stronger force. The momentum of the battlefield always changes depending on the performance of a few experts.
“You guys join too! “Before things get out of control, let those brats know that the sky is high!”
“yes! large!”
Gangseo Chilsal, who was guarding around him, quickly rushed forward.
“Damn it…”
Gal Cheon-rip’s palms were wet with sweat.
It wasn’t going to happen like this. All that was needed was to clean up the west coast and shake off the wealth of the upper galaxy and head to Cheonghae.
But why did things get so complicated?
‘no! ‘Not yet!’
But it hasn’t changed much yet. All he has to do is sort out those damned bastards and everything will go according to his plan.
‘certainly!’
Grinding his teeth, Galcheonrip could clearly see the figures rushing forward.
Paaaaat!
The tip of the sword dug into my shoulder like a flash sword.
“Ahh!”
A terrible scream came out of the mouth of the person whose shoulder was pierced in an instant. At that moment, the swordsman of the volcano, who twisted and pulled out the sword that pierced his shoulder, stabbed his sword again without a moment of hesitation and drove it into the opponent’s danjeon.
“Ugh….”
There was despair in the eyes of the person holding his lower abdomen. If the Danjeon is broken, you can never live unattended again. This is a punishment worse than death for someone who has lived his entire life as an unmanned person.
dump.
The person on his knees soon fell forward.
The foot of Jintae, the three greatest disciples of Hwasan who had subdued the opponent, dug into the opponent’s chest.
thud!
He kicked the fallen one and pushed him back and quickly caught his breath.
The bloody smell entered my nostrils. The heat pouring out of the bodies of those struggling to live there and the boiling screams and explosions of weapons clashing against each other. I felt everything vividly throughout my body.
But his eyes only became more and more calm.
Love love!
At that moment, a sword filled with bright blue anticipation flew fiercely towards his head. Jintae, who saw the pottery rushing towards his head, looked around for a moment.
‘doesn’t exist.’
This is all you have to deal with. The executioners are supporting the backs.
After clearly understanding the situation, he jumped forward. Doran is essentially a weapon that crushes opponents with its power.
but.
Kaang!
The tip of Jintae’s plum sword struck right near the handle of the sword, and the blade flew upward. The moment the sword bounced upward, a look of surprise appeared on the opponent’s face.
complacent
There is no reason to just deal with it even if you try to force it. If you fight against an area where the force is not properly applied, even a thin sword can be enough to remove that sword.
As soon as the sword lost its strength, a series of devastating thrusts were unleashed, which most clearly utilized the strength of the weapon called the sword.
‘It’s not like this!’
A battlefield where blood splatters and flesh breaks apart?
It wasn’t even funny.
The training they went through was a hundred times more intense and a hundred times more cruel than this.
To live?
For someone who has been the victim of that damn bastard’s death right in front of me, this kind of death doesn’t even tickle. These guys don’t even seem to have the hostility to kill their opponents.
So is there any reason to be afraid?
He is a survivor who survived after dealing with that damn thing. To him, their momentum is so gentle that it makes him yawn, and their attacks are so honest.
Jintae calmly tried to subdue the opponent by splitting his tendons.
But at that moment.
Paaaaaa!
Suddenly, a mysterious sword flew towards his face.
“Tsk!”
Jintae’s back suddenly bent backwards.
‘when?’
I confirmed that there were no other enemies around. The executioners would not have lost sight of their opponents, but where on earth did this sword come from?
The black thing that passed right in front of his face spun around in the air, and then fell again toward his neck like a poisonous snake chasing its prey.
A desperate situation.
However, Jintae was not embarrassed and raised his sword with his posture disturbed. The tremendous impact of the sword colliding caused his shoulders to twitch.
“Tsk!”
Even though I released half of my strength, it was not easy to handle the shock. So I had no choice but to know. That the level of interest is different from those I have dealt with so far. Jintae quickly rotated his body and tried to get out of the opponent’s range.
but.
Love love!
Once the opponent’s sword gained momentum, it never let him go easily. They pursued me persistently and tried to prevent me from correcting my posture.
“this…!”
Jintae gritted his teeth.
Sensing that he could be in real danger if he tried to run away clumsily, he adjusted his grip on his sword, prepared to give up his side.
at that time.
Kaang!
Something flashed before his eyes and the sword chasing him was thrown back. Jintae checked the face of the person standing in front of him. For a moment, relief spread across my face.
“I will take care of this guy. He will be sentenced to death.”
At those words, Jintae nodded without a word.
What is important in volcanoes is not distribution but skill. It is only natural for stronger people to fight against stronger people.
And the person standing in front of him now is definitely stronger than him, even though he came in later.
“Hmm.”
Sapain briefly lifted his sword as if his wrist was getting sore, and looked at the swordsman of the volcano in front of him with slightly tense eyes.
Blade-like momentum and stable posture without distraction.
It could truly be said to be a specimen of inspection.
“As someone who uses the same sword, I can at least say the same thing. My name is Gu Yu Swordsman Hwang Seong (黃聲). “What is your name?”
“I have no name to give to you.”
“….”
At that moment, a bright blue light emanated from Guyu Swordsman’s eyes.
“You damn bitch…”
The swordsman of the volcano slowly raised his sword and aimed it at his neck. Guyu Swordsman gritted his teeth at the cool, sharp force.
“Someone using the same sword?”
A voice as cold as the North Sea wind leaked out.
“That is an insult to my sword. “There is no way the sword someone like you uses is the same as the sword I use.”
“….”
“Know clearly and die. “This is the sword of the volcano.”
A proud swordsman of volcanoes with the spirit of volcanoes at the tip of his sword.
Tang Soso, who had become stronger over the past three years, flashed his blade-like eyes and rushed towards Guyu Swordsman.
