Chapter 14 – 14. Demon Race Horse Hunting
Was the provocation too effective?
-I’m going to kill you!!!
Bang! Kwak! Kwawang! Bang! Bang!
Ju-jak did not even accept that his energy was fading, and ignorantly pulled out the yogi and exploded a fireball. The number does not reach tens, but hundreds, so there is no time for his feet to rest.
The number of fireballs moves to the location with the fewest number and collects as much as possible with the technique of grafting, but the number of fireballs gradually increases. If I stay like this, the moment I get hit by one, my concentration will break and dozens of fireballs will hit me in succession, pounding my muscles and bones with the shock of the explosion.
If that happens, you lose.
Overwhelmingly, the conditions for winning in a situation where I was at a disadvantage were simple.
‘Then I’ll hit it with all my might before I lose.’
Gradually, he must have escaped from the feeling of swordsmanship and Baek Do-jin. I was worried because the speed was quite slow because it was a single-winged Jujak, but I followed it well probably because of my reading mind. The effect of saengyeomdan was two angles (30 minutes), the battle was about an hour, and the time it took for Suzaku to follow me was half an hour, so the remaining time could be said to be half an hour as a rule of thumb.
If I spread this distance, even if I show my strength, I won’t be caught. I don’t have much time right now.
Whoops.
It is the second time to stop using it after returning.
Yangui Shingong, which can divide one’s will into two, is a Shingong that makes a very wide range of means of combat, but at the same time it is the best martial art for sealing another self. As soon as the reins were released, the ‘guy’ started rampaging.
As evidence of that, the world reflected in my field of vision has turned a deep red like blood, and the clear view index is partially broken, and a mad murderous intent is trying to dominate me.
– Kill!
The guy shouts
– Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill!
I also agree with his intentions. Let’s kill the chicken in front of our eyes.
– Kill them, wet their throats with hot blood, pull out their hearts, and eat them to fill their stomachs! Killing more to satisfy our cravings!
‘Uh… That’s a bit odd.’
The heart is a tasteless part, and the blood has a very fishy iron smell, so I don’t like it. What the hell is this bastard thinking about eating that? I want you to think about my position, where my sense of taste is suffering.
Still, I agreed with the opinion to kill Suzaku in front of me and activated the Celestial Killer.
***
On the other hand, even if he fainted, it was time for Baekun to show his full potential, away from the spirit of the two masters. Swordsman, who had fainted from being struck by the steel-like wings of Zuzaku, opened his eyes. The fire was still burning all around her. If it wasn’t for the saengyeomdan given by the head of the Sichuan branch, she might have been burned badly by the flames.
She was grateful to the branch manager, and the swordsman, determined to repay her later, wanted to rise from her post.
“I’m sorry. It hurts…”
As I try to raise my upper body first, I groan at the sharp pain I feel around the pit of the stomach. She untied her collar slightly and looked inside and saw that she was bruised and that several of her ribs were broken. Perhaps, if you check the interior, some parts may be broken.
Even though she had coped with it, the fact that this was also at the same level made Geomhu break into a cold sweat.
“I’m glad it’s not too late. I almost died.”
Responding to Suzaku’s flapping of her wings, she somehow managed to protect vital points by raising self-defense, and thanks to that, she somehow avoided the situation where her heart collapsed and died even after being hit directly by Suzaku’s wings.
Knowing her own body as much as she had been transformed into her class, her swordsmith temporarily relieved her pain by splicing some of her own blood vessels.
And as soon as she sat cross-legged and had a brief fortune-telling breakfast, she frowned. There was no strain on the internal energy circulation itself, but seeing the pain during the mid-half battle, the heart itself may have been strained. The exact details will be known only after a medical examination by the doctor of Maeng.
That is, if he could survive even after killing Suzaku.
Perhaps even her lungs are out of order, she gets up from her seat and finds Baek Do Jin-in lying down next to her, letting out her uncomfortable breathing and chewing on her lips. He received a large cut in his chest, but his wounds were not fatal. But the problem was that the place where his left arm should be was empty. Even after being cut, looking at the cross section that seemed to have been burnt, it seemed impossible to even rehabilitate by picking up his severed arm and reuniting it.
“I will take your revenge. I will cut off your remaining right wing.”
If possible, he wanted to cut off the same left wing, but he had already tore it off himself, so he couldn’t help it.
“By the way…”
Swordsman’s eyes narrowed as he pointed to the source that shook the earth with an explosion in the distance.
“You must have heard a lot from my disciple.”
That’s how the swordsman began to move toward the source of the still-continuing battle.
***
In the future, even for survival, they shared each other’s martial arts, shared martial arts, and tried to produce more advanced martial arts. Only then will the survival rate rise even slightly. It didn’t mean much because we had already hardened our hearts and established righteousness with our own enlightenment, but we were willing to do it if even a narrow possibility rose.
There were several martial arts that were born that way, but now, the one that suits me the most is the Cheonma Yongrinmu.
A martial art created by the collaboration of the Murim Lord and the Yangyang Heavenly Demon.
It was the result of a mixture of the Heavenly Demon God with the most powerful herbivore and the freest Yellow Dragon Dance with the most shapeless. It is difficult to obtain better results by combining these martial arts, but the difficulty increases exponentially as the new technology is studied. A new technique that probably wouldn’t have been created without the help of the Blood Demon, who is said to have a wide flow of thoughts.
That was the Cheonma Yongrinmu. Even though the dragon ascending to heaven seems to be performing a beautiful dance, each of its actions leads to a terrifying weed.
However, although he had not yet sufficiently trained his body through external work, he could not complain in this situation, so he let go of his sword and threw himself at the fireballs pouring down like meteorite rain. Reach out your hand and catch the fireball.
Chiyi.
It is the body of the Geukyang delay body, and even though it is wrapped around the strong qi, you can feel the heat with the sound of your hand getting cooked. However, the fireball did not explode and he caught it and returned it to the master. As if a stream flows along a hollowed stream, the fireballs do not burst and flow back naturally according to the movement of my hand.
The age that only the Heavenly Demon can learn unfolded in my hand, and dozens of fireballs returned to Suzaku one after another.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
– Kheuheouk!
Like me, Suzaku is almost immune to fire, so an attack with a fire attribute is meaningless. However, that meant that the weakness was also similar, so the shock of the fireball exploding actually worked on Suzaku.
Anyway, I wonder if the attack that he made by burning his ancestral guardian little by little would not work on him.
– Oh no! I wonder if I will continue to be fooled by the likes of you!
Suzaku, probably deciding that there is no answer in this way, began to control Yogi again. There were still close to a hundred fireballs that had already been made. All of those fireballs gathered around a single point, and soon created a small sun in the Devil’s Mirror.
‘This crazy. I can’t accept that.’
No matter how excellent martial arts Geongondaenai is, it was closer to technology than martial arts like Yihwa grafting, and of course there were limitations.
And that small little sun made by Zhu-jak will not work for me unless I am Min Hwa-gyeong.
That fireball was made by Suzaku at the risk of hurting himself as well. If that big thing explodes, Jujak won’t be able to ignore the aftermath. But even so, to make such an ignorant attack means that the body of a great youkai is more durable and stamina than a human’s weak body.
In other words, it was an attack by the Yukchamgoldan.
The aftermath of that attack is not something that can be avoided, but it is an ignorant method that requires a lot of damage to be blocked. It was a combat method that was not even efficient as a warrior, but only in this way was it worthy of a great youkai.
The most important thing for those who live by considering survival and struggle as life is to win and survive.
If that’s the case, I’ll also take damage to answer that guy’s sincerity to intercept that little sun. If I practice the martial arts that I think of now, my right arm will be smashed by the recoil, but it is much better than falling down here and dying at the hands of the master. Thinking of that, I prepare for So Taeyang, who is about to fall towards me.
The strong energy splits into two branches in the fisted hand. I draw Taegeuk as if it symbolizes yin and yang, but funny enough, the Taegeuk I draw is an extreme attempt to create a circle composed of yang and yang, not yin and yang.
‘It’s usually crazy.’
The reason why this martial art was created was the knowledge of blood demons. It is said that objects called magnets have the attractive force that attracts each other as one body. If the same guy approaches such a subject, it will generate repulsion. This technology, conceived from that point, is originally the same energy, so even if it is split, it should achieve unity without any resistance.
What would be the result if we forcibly compressed the two forces that kept repulsing and released the energy in one direction? It creates an explosive energy.
That’s why I needed crazy control and skill, but my combat experience and heavenly skill made it possible.
Whoops!
When the Taegeuk of Ssangyang, which couldn’t be realized because it was Ssangyang, was actually completed, the fist, the central axis used as the medium of the Taegeuk, trembled like crazy, perhaps because of the opposition. It seemed that his grip would lose strength at any moment due to the explosive history that he could not handle, but he endured it even if the bones in his hand were broken.
-How can a small creature have such power… ?! I will definitely kill you, even for the sake of remorse!
A gasp of astonishment escapes from the sage’s mouth. That guy must have felt the power in my fist right now, so he had his eyes wide open like that. … Is it swollen up? I don’t know because it’s a new eye color.
With that thought in mind, I was on the verge of firing at So Taeyang, who was flying towards me.
[My disciple.]
Wince
In the heat of the approaching sun, the moment I was about to bounce off with the elasticity of my two legs, the engine was stopped desperately by a transmission sound presumed to be the swordsman’s voice. As a celestial killer, if his face wasn’t full of murderous intent, his expression might have been obvious.
[Fortunately, it doesn’t seem like Shimma. I did well not to show that I was there to that clever fellow. It looks like I have a lot to ask, but I’ll do it later. I’m going to cut down that sun, so you’re going to squeeze in the gap and hit the jujak. Believe in this teacher and move forward.]
At that moment, many thoughts ran through my head. The swordsman must have seen me activating the heavenly killer, but is it really true that he is trying to kill the Demon Racer whose death is confirmed rather than giving priority to killing me who might commit a murder? Perhaps, instead of killing Jujak now, he might have to catch and kill the hidden swordsman.
– It’s killing her. After all, it is a year that does not know how to live in such a peaceful era. After Ju-jak dies, he will try to kill you, but I have to kill him first?
The Celestial Killer whispers to you to make a choice to kill the swordsman. He was talking to my soul directly from my image, taking on the same form as me.
After giving all kinds of reasons, he lists eighteen reasons to kill the swordsman.
In general, it is likely that most of the warriors born with the heavenly character will fall for that whisper and lose their will and become beasts with only the instinct to kill. I am also a human being and I know that the endless doubt that surges toward the swordsman like the celestial spirit tempts me impoverishes my mind. This fatigue will only go away if she kills her.
This was the reason why the warriors of the Thousand Killing Castle committed suicide. Until now, I was fine because I had been separated and sealed with the Celestial Killer and myself separately, but now, as I released the reins to the Celestial Killer while dealing with Suzaku, I felt my heart sway like a reed at the three teeth of his tongue.
‘By the way, the Thousand Killer.’
-Yes?
‘You’re a piece of shit.’
-…
If you want to kill the swordsman, it’s not too late to kill Suzaku after confirming that he betrayed me. Nevertheless, the reason why he wants to kill the Sword Master first is probably because he doesn’t have the confidence to deal with either of them. In the end, the celestial killer is a malevolent character that commits death, but it does not mean that it is invincible.
-So, you want to die to the sword? Or are you sure she won’t betray you?
‘I’m not human either. Why don’t you feel anxious?’
I am also human. After this blow, if the swordsman betrayed me, there was a high possibility that I would die without moving, and in fact, the future that I would die was drawn so well in my head that I was uneasy. I am a man with a cowardly head and know what fear is.
However, isn’t the original human future itself like an unexplored territory full of unknowns? Even if you are afraid, you can take on a challenge, and there are those who walk on a path that is safe because they are afraid.
In the end, it is the human beings who make the choice, and I accepted this fear. Accepted the intent to kill another being that causes fear. It’s uneasy, but isn’t it the only way to go on like this? So I once swore to myself that I would kill after I had made up my mind whether to kill or not. So, as long as the swordsman doesn’t try to betray me, I won’t try to kill the swordsman even if I want to.
It bends with its whole body as if drawing a graceful curve, and then charges as it is.
When he was fired into the gungshintanyeong, there was a cow sun in front of him. If I continue to drive from head to toe like this, I will surely go bald, burn my skin, and then be caught up in an explosion from the collision, and my limbs will not be intact.
‘But the Thousand Killer. Let me tell you this one. The swordsman I’ve seen so far won’t betray me in this situation.’
-…
‘Look carefully.’
And it wasn’t me who proved it, it was someone else.
Salang!
A single plum leaf falls on Sotaeyang. To anyone’s eyes, the plum blossoms looked like they would burn, but surprisingly, when the plum leaves touched them, instead of burning, it seemed like a black mark was spreading over the small sun, and then a flash was drawn. And the appearance of the sword that can be seen between the splitting small sun.
Even though his resistance to fire must have increased to an extreme due to the effect of eating raw dye, the sword’s skin, visible through his tattered clothes, was not ripe and was on the verge of serious burns. If you see him, you can guess how hot he is feeling, and I like the fact that he jumped in to open a way for me in that situation.
In order to respond to her trust, I passed between the cracked So Taeyang and moved in front of the flustered Jujak, and stretched my fist to my stomach.
Cheonma Dragon Rinmu
-Taegeuk Iljeomhwa (太極一点化)
The repulsive force liberated from the fist of the Taegeuk of Ssangyang, compressed to the point that it looks like a dot, is concentrated in one place and fired. A pair of dark but blazing yang qi move forward in a twisted skein and pierce through the abdomen of Suzaku. As if two suns cannot exist under the sky, the explosive power that arises from the process of fighting and fighting. As it weakened, it was not strong enough for the weakened Suzaku to endure.
Zuzaku, who had a huge hole in his abdomen, muttered as he stared at me with his dying eyes.
-You are the Black Flame Dragon.
After saying that, the sage closed his eyes and died.
