Chapter 686:
Ogram twisted his shoulders in a spiral and strengthened the aura in his fist even more.
Coo coo coo coo!
The fist extended with a majestic light cut off the blood energy and suppressed the energy of death.
However, the energy of blood and death pushed in, creating even greater pressure, as if it was just beginning.
‘The real fight starts from here.’
Even when viewed separately, the White Blood Cult Leader and the Dragon Helmet Auror were stronger than he is now.
In order to defeat both of them at the same time, you have to contain the fierce fire in your fist.
Wooooow!
Ogram brought the fierce sea fog to its peak. The colorless aura blooming from the tip of the fist drew grand concentric circles, blocking the increasingly strong energy of blood and death.
“Ugh….”
A huge wave of energy poured out from the energy of blood and death, creating pressure that felt as if the entire fist would be crushed.
The pain felt like my limbs were going to burst, but I couldn’t back down.
I continued to pound my fists until the end, believing in the body I had developed through repeated training.
Wooooow!
The energy of the fierce sea fog separated the energy of blood and death like a salmon swimming up the river, and penetrated into the bodies of the White Blood Lord and the Dragon Helmet.
‘it’s okay!’
As the waves of intense sea fog reach the enemy’s body, it can cause a powerful shock to their souls.
‘Like this… hmm?’
I concentrated on my senses to get it over with at once, but the presence of the man with the dragon helmet on the right disappeared completely. All I could feel was the soul of the white blood cult leader.
‘Where did it go?’
I tried to release my energy by hitting the white blood cult leader’s soul with a violent sea fog, but there was no sign of the man wearing the dragon helmet anywhere.
‘This is dangerous…’
I felt a chill rise up my spine and was about to step back when I felt a cold blade pierce my chest.
“Wow!”
When I turned around, I saw a man wearing a dragon helmet stabbing his chest with a black sword, with a large wound on the left upper body.
It seemed like he had penetrated the aura with his bare body in order to erase his presence. He was truly crazy.
“Ouch…”
The energy of death wrapped around the blade penetrated my body and soul, causing pain to the point where it was difficult to breathe.
“You filthy bastard!”
Ogram tried to pull out the blade stuck in his chest, but it wouldn’t be pushed away. It meant that the power over there was stronger.
“What is this…”
I don’t know anything else, but my lips were trembling because I never thought I would be pushed away by the power of my body.
“Is this the strongest body among the Six Emperor Five Demons?”
The man in the dragon helmet shook his head with an empty smile.
“Yes, you weren’t an associate of the White Blood Cult…”
Ogram chewed his lips deeply. Now, the Baekhyeol cult leader was in a state of great shock after being hit alone by Gyeokhaemu.
I couldn’t believe that a so-called transcendent would abandon his comrades and attack them like an assassin while suffering a wound that caused his flesh to fall off.
“We’re not colleagues, we just have mutual interests. And…”
The man in the dragon helmet looked at the white blood cult leader and gestured.
“If you die from something like this, that’s all it takes.”
He smiled leisurely, as if it didn’t matter whether the white blood cult leader died or not.
“Ugh…”
Ogram chewed his lip as he faced the empty, shiny eyes inside the helmet.
‘This guy is dangerous.’
There is no one like this anywhere in Yukwanggoma. It wasn’t just strength that was the problem; the way of thinking itself was dangerous.
Rather than an absolute warrior who has reached transcendence, I felt like I was seeing a back alley junkie who just wanted to win no matter what he did.
“What is your purpose?…”
“You won’t understand.”
The dragon helmet let out a light sneer. However, this time it didn’t seem like a mockery to Ogram.
“Lord!”
“Where are you!”
It was a time when Ogram was forcibly gathering his energy to get out of this situation.
The voices of the Thran tribe chief and Garona were heard from behind the black curtain that was spread as the dragon helmet appeared.
“Leave here now!”
Ogram screamed as he grabbed the blade that pierced his chest, preventing the man in the dragon helmet from moving.
“Go back to the Alliance and ask Sieghart and Valkar for help!”
“Do you really think you can run away?”
The eyes of the dragon helmet rolled up as thin as a crescent moon.
“Don’t look down on my children.”
Ogram raised his leg and pressed the dragon helmet man’s waist.
Whoops!
The man in the dragon helmet snorted and punched Ogram in the abdomen.
“Hehehe…”
Ogram coughed up blood and bent down. The body, permeated with the energy of death, could no longer maintain its iron-clad strength.
My vision gradually became blurred due to the excruciating pain and endless bleeding.
Nevertheless, Ogram did not let go of the blade stuck in his chest. If this monster moves, the only thing left for Garona is death.
Whoops!
The man in the dragon helmet threw a series of punches with his left hand. My knees went down of their own accord due to the pain that felt as if all my bones and muscles were being crushed, but I gave my last strength to the hand holding the sword.
“Off…”
The leader of the White Blood Cult stands up with a groan. Although I was severely shocked, it didn’t seem like it would kill me.
‘Haa…’
Ogram looked behind the black curtain with a feeling of shrinking.
Garona seemed to have made up her mind and turned around and started running away.
He may pretend to be simple, but he has an excellent mind, so he will be able to get away with it on his own.
‘For some reason…’
I remember that guy.
Looking at the surviving white blood cult leader and Garona’s back, Raon, who trained with him, comes to mind.
Although I taught the Gyeokhaemu to several executives of the Federation, it seemed that Raon and Garona would be the ones to reach its extreme extent.
‘Please take care of Garona…’
* * *
“What is this, leaving…”
The Sran tribe leader trembled his lips as he examined the black curtain, the inside of which could not be seen.
“Lord!”
He approached the tent as if he had not heard Ogram’s words.
“No…”
Garona raised her arm and blocked the way of the Thran tribe leader. He chewed his lip until it bled and shook his head.
“Mae, there is no way the Lord would say something unnecessary.”
“Hmm…”
The Sran tribe leader swallowed his saliva and stepped back.
When he saw Garona, who seemed to be going crazy with more excitement than he was, forcing himself to remain calm, his excitement subsided.
“The leader is strong. When you say things like that, it means you are disturbing us. “You must step down.”
Garona’s fingertips trembled and she ordered the warriors and shamans behind to retreat.
‘If it continues like this, both sides will be in danger.’
If Ogram is telling you to leave, it means that it is also a crisis.
‘There must be someone other than the white blood cult leader.’
The stronger the martial arts of Baekhyeolgyo, the more white it becomes. That curtain, the inside of which could not be seen, was clearly the work of a force like the Black Tower.
Only when we get out of here will Ogram be able to retreat in peace, so it was right to run now.
“I’m backing off!”
The Sran tribe leader also nodded as if he understood what he meant.
The warriors and shamans looked at the two men, turned their backs, and ran back the way they came.
However, as if they could not let him go like this, the white blood demons came out from the black curtain.
Quaaaaaaaaaaa!
Garona’s fist and the Sran tribe leader’s magic extended simultaneously and exploded the blood demons that were flooding in.
“We are in charge of this place!”
“Move as fast as you can!”
Garona and the Sran tribe chief defeated all the blood demons that came out of the tent and followed behind the warriors and shamans.
“Are you really okay?”
The Thran tribe chief looked at Garona and furrowed his brows. He was so nervous himself, but there was no way he, his student, wouldn’t be worried about Ogram.
“it’s okay.”
Garona nodded with a cool smile.
“If we escape safely, Master will come back safely.”
He waved his hand and called Ogram a teacher, not a leader.
“okay. “I can’t even imagine what happened to that person.”
It was when the two people smiled, showing their trust in Ogram.
Sigh!
An eerie sound erupted, and the head of the shaman who was running in the lead was torn off.
A monster covered in red clothes from head to toe rose above the shaman’s blood-soaking corpse.
Even though he was not an apostle, he felt more helpless than an apostle.
“….”
The blood demon nodded while blocking the road. It seemed like it meant to attack.
“I’m in a bit of a hurry right now…”
Garona raised her head, clutching her hand. The energy of the fierce sea fog that had not been maintained until now blazed above his fist.
“If you don’t want to get run over, get out of the way!”
* * *
Cooung!
The white blood cult leader frowned as he looked at Ogram, who had collapsed with his eyes closed.
‘That’s a real monster.’
Ogram did not collapse until the end even though the energy of blood and death penetrated his mana circuit and blood vessels.
It was an incredibly strong mental force.
It made me think that his specialty might not be the strongest body, but the strongest mind.
‘But…’
The white-blooded cult leader glanced at the man in the dragon helmet with narrowed eyes.
‘He’s so much more than that.’
Aside from his military power, his way of thinking was different from others.
It was a situation where he could have easily won in a normal fight, but Ogram was firmly behind him so that he could not escape.
Even if he gets seriously hurt, it doesn’t matter as long as he wins. That wasn’t a fight between transcendents.
If it had been just a fight to watch, I would have been impressed, but because I became bait for that guy, my insides boiled over.
“As expected, he was alive.”
The man in the dragon helmet waved his hand lightly.
“I would have been disappointed if he had died.”
“I almost died.”
The leader of the White Blood Clan frowned as he swallowed the blood rising to his neck.
“Thanks to you.”
Because the man in the dragon helmet ran away, he suffered a great shock to his soul as he had to deal with the harsh sea conditions alone.
My body and mind were sore that it wouldn’t be surprising if I collapsed right now, but I waved my hand as if I was okay.
If I fall here, I don’t know what that guy will do to me.
“You have to deceive your allies to deceive your enemies.”
The man in the dragon helmet shrugged his shoulders.
“Say that!”
“Thanks to you, I caught my prey.”
He smiled, pointing at Ogram, who was exhaling softly.
“It is alive as you ordered, and the soul and body are separated, so you will not be able to wake up on your own.”
The man in the dragon helmet kicked Ogram, saying it was a gift.
“Hmm…”
The White Blood Cult Leader calmed down the energy that had been gathering in his hands. She took a long sip as she watched the blood dripping from Ogram’s chest.
‘If that’s the case…’
The more a blood vessel consumes the blood of a strong warrior, the bigger it grows.
I couldn’t imagine how strong he would become if he continued to absorb the blood of the Night King Ogram.
“Is this the transaction completed?”
The man in the dragon helmet lifted his chin.
“okay. “I will recommend you for a position in Ouma.”
The white blood cult leader looked away from Ogram and nodded.
“There’s one more.”
“…Know. “Please do me a favor.”
The man in the dragon helmet suggested that he would catch Ogram alive, recommend Oma, and grant him one favor.
To be honest, I didn’t trust it, so I made escape routes here and there, but I didn’t expect that Ogram would be captured like this.
“But…”
The White Blood Cult leader twisted his mouth as he looked at the eyes inside the helmet.
“What should we call you and your organization?”
The author has yet to tell us his name or the name of his organization. He was a man with many secrets.
“My name is still unknown. And the name of the organization is… let’s call it Shadow.”
“shadow? No way, that assassin group….”
“Another star will fall soon, so I’ll tell you clearly then.”
“A star is falling…?”
The white blood cult leader lowered his eyebrows. That guy said that a star would set when he captured Ogram.
That meant that one of the other Six Emperor Five Demons would lose.
“Let’s just say that you did all the catching of Ogram today. “Because it means nothing to me.”
The man in the dragon helmet waved his hand as if he had no interest in things like Ogram.
“Then we don’t have to catch those who ran away?”
“doesn’t care. Because you wouldn’t have seen anything. No, it would be better to keep him alive.”
He smoothed the tips of his fingers, thinking it would be fun.
“What is your purpose?”
The white-blooded leader frowned as he looked down at the man in the dragon helmet.
‘I don’t know what you’re thinking.’
He said he wanted to join Ouma, so I thought he wanted fame, but when he said he would give up the fame of catching Ogram, I couldn’t understand what he was thinking even more.
“You have to listen to it to understand it.”
The man in the dragon helmet lifted his chin, repeating what he had said to Ogram.
“…okay. “I don’t need to know.”
The leader of the White Blood Cult lifted his finger, and the Ten Apostles walked out from the darkness, picked up the Ogram and draped it over their shoulders.
“Something more fun will happen soon. Do you want to participate?”
“no.”
I shook my head. It took quite a while to recover from the shock to my soul and make Ogram’s energy my own, so I couldn’t move for a while.
“It looks like the injury is serious.”
The sound of the dragon licking his lips was heard from inside the helmet. Its eyes, shining brightly, seemed to be contemplating whether to target me or not.
“If you want to try it, do it.”
Baekhyeolgyojucha smiled coldly and turned his head.
“Do you believe in the blood spirit sphere that was made in advance?”
“You…”
“If there are twelve passages, you can escape no matter what happens.”
The man in the dragon helmet nodded slightly as if he knew everything.
“What on earth are you…”
The white blood cult leader swallowed his dry saliva. In fact, there were a total of 15 passages of blood energy prepared to enable escape no matter what happened here.
I couldn’t believe I figured out 12 of them.
“I’m kidding.”
The man in the dragon helmet smiled slightly, thinking he was just joking.
“…I want to drink your blood someday.”
The white blood leader wrinkled his eyebrows and disappeared into the white blood.
The 10 apostles glared at the dragon helmet and followed the cult leader, submerging themselves under the blood.
“Actually, there will be 15.”
The man in the dragon helmet chuckled and shook his hands, and the wounds where the flesh had fallen off slowly began to heal.
All scars disappear as if you were never injured in the first place. It had more regenerative power than a troll.
After a while, a woman wearing a black mask prostrated next to him and lowered her head.
“All traces have been erased. “Please go back now.”
She said she was done and held out her black gloves.
“There is still work to be done.”
The man in the dragon helmet shook his head as he received the gloves.
His mood changes suddenly. The voice was the same, but the frivolous temperament of a clown gave him the dignity of a king.
profit.
When the man in the dragon helmet took off the gloves he was wearing, sticky blood flowed from inside.
After burning the blood-soaked gloves, he put on new gloves and shook off his hands.
“If you say it’s something to do…”
“Now you’re here.”
The corner of his mouth curled up as he looked at the vivid golden light flashing in the sky.
“Slow lizards.”
* * *
“Whoa….”
Raon calmly took a breath and raised his gaze.
The swords of the transcendents extend freely next to the eight rotating rings of fire as if protecting the world of imagination.
It looked the same as when I first came in, but there was a little difference.
‘It got lower.’
The transcendental swords were still so high that they could not be grasped, but as they trained their swords, their altitude began to decrease little by little.
As I became stronger and more familiar with the swordsmanship of the Transcendents, the sword seemed to come down to the ground.
‘Thanks to you, I got a hint.’
As I practiced the Sword of the Transcendants with all my might, I was able to figure out how to unleash all my might at once.
Although it is a different story to explode with emotions as advised by Ras, I was able to clearly grasp the clues to unfold a new world of swords.
‘Shall we go back now?’
A lot of time has passed since I entered this world.
If I continued to stay here, I might have problems with my real body, so I had to prepare to go back soon.
It was time for Raon to raise the Jecheon Sword to make the final arrangements.
Wooooow!
A yellow aura flickered in the center of the world of the image, and a giant wearing black long guns leapt out.
‘That’s…’
Raon widened his eyes as he looked at the black long cloth.
‘Black dragon gun?’
The clothes the giant wore were like black dragon robe. No, the Black Dragon Cannon was correct. However, there were more scales than when I wore it.
Whoa!
The giant wearing the black dragon robe lashed out his fist fiercely as if there was an enemy in front of him.
The intangible aura contained in his fist throbbed along with the flow of violent sea fog.
‘No way…’
Raon swallowed dryly as he looked at the giant’s back unfolding his fist.
‘Mr. Ogram?’
