Episode 882 Those who are drunk on past glory are dead. (2)
‘Why did it become like this?’
Galcheonrip’s face was colored with confusion.
Obviously, everything did not deviate from his plan even an inch until he entered the West Bank… no, until he slaughtered those who stood in his way at the top of this galaxy.
But why did it become like this?
Volcanic intervention?
Of course I expected it. In the past, when those damn Maninbang invaded Xi’an, it was Hwasan, not Jongnam, who stepped forward. Just three years ago, people thought the world was small and it was Hwasan who roamed around Gangbuk as if it were their home.
There was no way these people would stick their butts together just because something happened in my living room and they did it for me.
But….
pud-duk-duk.
Galcheonrip had to grind his teeth because they were broken. What he didn’t expect was not whether the volcano would intervene. It was the power of a volcano.
‘This is impossible.’
How can one become so strong in three years?
This is not something that is possible based on common sense. The volcano that the world knows about and the volcano that he is now witnessing with his own eyes are of different sects to begin with.
If I had known that they had this kind of power, I would never have set foot in Xi’an.
We already knew about the volcano’s power three years ago. So was the evaluation at that time wrong?
That can’t be possible.
If they had been this strong from then on, the Yangtze River Disaster would not have occurred. And even if it had happened, the Gangnam non-aggression pact would never have been concluded.
It is said that Hwasan was the one who resisted the most fiercely while even the Daemun faction suffered humiliation from Jang Il-so in order to survive.
Conversely, this means that Hwasan at that time was a sect that did not have the power to change the situation even though it resisted so fiercely.
Then….
‘Did it really change this much in just three years? ‘You’ve become this much stronger?’
Who would believe it?
‘If that were possible, who would go through all this trouble?’
If anyone can easily become strong through training and effort, then where in the world are there people who are not experts and where are there places that are not members of the Great Moon Sect?
But these guys were completely destroying the common sense of such a powerhouse. Those who had barely escaped the level of a small or medium-sized sect came back after only three years with the mighty power of a major sect.
No, in fact, he could not yet grasp the extent of their power. Skill can only be measured accurately if there is an appropriate standard, but the skills of those he brought in are far too low to be that standard.
Even though he brought all the elites of the four factions that came up to Gangbuk, he brought with him a force that was convinced that if he only led them out to Cheonghae, he could build a strong enough force to shake up the powerhouse!
‘Where did it go wrong?’
From where?
“Aaaahhh!”
At that moment, a sharp scream reached his ears. It was a scream from his younger brother as he rushed forward to tip the scales of battle.
During that time, there was nothing they couldn’t accomplish by taking action on their own. I could control this small battlefield whenever I wanted.
But here, even they were just being swept away and trampled.
Everything falls apart.
All of his plans to lead them to Cheonghae, build up power, and seize hegemony by taking advantage of the war between Jeong and Sa, all of his ambitions were now burning and collapsing here.
“This….”
Galcheonrip’s eyes are bloodshot.
‘volcano!’
It’s all because of these guys. These…
they. Jerk.
At that time, I heard slow footsteps coming towards me. Slow, regular footsteps that did not fit into this battlefield filled with screams and clashing weapons.
Galcheonrip suddenly turned his head with a devil-like face.
A man was slowly approaching him.
“….”
The man’s appearance meant several things.
This meant that there were no longer enough Sapa people left to attack all of the Hwasan swordsmen, and it also meant that the remaining Sapa people did not have the power to stop the Hwasan faction swordsmen from going behind their backs.
More than anything else….
“Dare!”
Galcheonrip’s eyes were bloodshot.
It also meant that he was looked down upon to the point where there was someone who decided to deal with him alone.
Against that Guido and Heartless Gal Cheon-rip.
“This…”
I felt like my blood was rushing backwards.
“…Who the hell are you?”
The man held back a small complaint in response to the question he asked while gritting his teeth.
“I don’t know how to answer. “I don’t really have a nickname to boast about.”
“A kid with no nickname?”
“That’s it.”
Although he spoke in a condescending tone, his expression was simply confident. That sight made Galcheonrip even more angry.
“…Not the Hwasan Swordsman Association, not the Hwasan Swordsman Association…. An unknown small-time student with no reputation dares to come forward and deal with me? “Not a normal guy, but a one-armed guy with no arms?”
The other person shrugged his shoulders again without showing any signs of anger.
“I feel a little sorry about that. Anyway, since you asked, I will answer. Bindo is called Ungeom, Hwasan’s greatest disciple.”
Unsword stretched out his only hand and slowly pulled out the sword at his waist.
“My teacher is with someone else, so I had no choice but to step forward, so don’t blame me too much for being an unknown minor.”
Galcheonrip closed his mouth.
I’m not even angry anymore. They say that when people get too angry, they become cool again, and that seems to be true.
“Do you know who I am?”
“I don’t know.”
“…I don’t know?”
Looking at Galcheonrip’s bewildered expression, Ungeom answered calmly.
“There’s no need to look at me like that. Unfortunately, the situation wasn’t relaxed enough for me to hear who you were. “I came running as soon as I heard the news.”
“….”
Ungeom shrugs his shoulders.
“And since no one tells me here, I have no choice but to know.”
Galcheonrip burst out laughing.
Was he being bullied by these guys right now?
“I am Guidomujeong Galcheonrip. “That Gangseo Seven Years Old.”
“Oh, I see.”
Ungeom nodded briefly.
Galcheonrip gritted his teeth at that calm reaction.
“It looks like this idiot has never even heard of Guido Moo-jeong.”
“I know.”
“…what?”
Ungeom looked at Galcheonrip with calm eyes.
“I know. No matter how narrow-minded I may be, I am not so deaf that I have not heard the nickname Guidomujeong and the name Gangseo Chil-sal.”
“And yet you dare to deal with me?”
“Is there any reason not to?”
Galcheonrip’s lips twitched slightly.
He reigned like a messenger in Gangnam. Where on earth could he have received such an insult?
“That arm.”
“…hmm?”
“Who cut you?”
Ungeom stared at Galcheonrip without answering. As if to confirm the true meaning of the question.
Then Galcheonrip opened his mouth first, emitting blade-like eyes.
“I once heard that there was a person who died and came back to life when a group of ten thousand people went into a volcano. “Is that you?”
“exactly.”
“So that means he’s a guy who couldn’t even handle being the leader of a world of ten thousand people. But how dare you deal with me? “If you want to deal with me in Maninbang, Jang Ilso has to come forward in person!”
The moment those words came out, Ungeom’s expression fell.
However, it was not a face of despair or shame. That was, so to speak… a face that was suppressing laughter. He, who had been calm all this time, was biting his lip and trying hard to suppress a smile.
In response, Galcheonrip’s face became cold.
“…What’s so funny?”
“Ah, I’m sorry. “I know it’s not polite, but I can’t stand it when the name Jang Il-so comes up.”
“….”
“I would like to ask you one question. “When was the last time you saw the defeated army?”
“…last?”
Galcheonrip’s eyes narrowed. I don’t know what the purpose of the question was, but it must have been fifteen years since we last met in person. No, it’s more than that.
But what does that mean?…
“I assure you that if you had seen the defeated army three years ago with your own eyes, you would not have dared say such a thing.”
“This bastard…”
Galcheonrip’s face turned bright red. Ungeom just looked at him coldly.
Even if the opponent is a Sapa, he is not allowed to lose courtesy towards others as he is a Taoist. However, when Jang Il-so’s name came out of Lee Ja’s mouth, even the world’s cloud sword could not help laughing.
He clearly saw with his own eyes Jang Il-so, who had driven Cheongmyeong and Ohgeom to the brink of death.
That doesn’t mean that Galcheonrip is an ordinary warrior. But Jang Il-so is on a different level. Isn’t Jang Il-so the embodiment of everything that makes you get goosebumps all over your body just thinking about it?
Rather, Galcheonrip, a Safaan, does not really know about the funeral.
“Perhaps it is not a groundless lie to say that you are sufficiently capable of dealing with a defeated army. “If that Jang Il-so stays in the past that you saw.”
Galcheonrip, who understood what Ungeom meant, gritted his teeth.
“This guy dares to insult me…”
“Even though he was an enemy, he was someone who never rested for a moment and improved himself. But… how was it for you? It’s been a while since I heard the name Gangseo Chilsal, but nothing has changed so far, right?”
“….”
“He who is drunk on the glory of the past is dead.”
Those words became a dagger and pierced Galcheonrip’s heart sharply.
“And those who become satisfied with what they have achieved and sit back will not stay in that position, but will fall behind.”
Ungeom’s gaze slowly shifted to the side. I could see the disciples of Hwasan fighting proudly against the enemy and the five swords guarding their backs.
‘It is difficult to constantly refine yourself.’
But there are people here who have accomplished that difficult task. Even though they have the highest reputation and the most outstanding skills, there are people who work harder than them.
So, as their teacher, you can’t show your ugly side, right?
Ungeom raised his sword and aimed it at Galcheonrip.
“It worked out just fine. “Didn’t you say a little while ago that you couldn’t handle even one large household of people?”
“…so?”
“Then why not check it out? How much I have changed from not being able to handle even one of those ten thousand people. And how far behind you have fallen when compared to that defeated army in the past.”
“….”
Galcheonrip stared at Ungeom with an expressionless face.
The boiling anger quickly subsided, and what was replaced was an icy coldness of life. No matter what the situation on the battlefield was, I felt like this feeling would not go away unless I immediately tore him to pieces and killed him.
“That sword…”
Grumble.
Galcheonrip slowly pulled out his sword. As I felt the mourning for the loss of so many lives, my heart became extremely cold.
“I hope the sword is as sharp as that snout. “Otherwise, you’ll be begging me to kill you.”
Even as he received that great attack from Galcheonrip, Ungeom just smiled.
“You will not be disappointed.”
Ungeom, who performed the plum blossom sword technique with a neat posture, took a pause and spoke briefly.
“Come.”
“I will rip your jaws out!”
Galcheonrip rushed towards Ungeom, emitting a storm-like force.
