Iron Blood Conquers Expansion 358

Chapter 358 - Chapter 358 Marching Outward-18

As the underground approached, Gyumal hurriedly withdrew.
As he staggered backwards, he gnashed his teeth.

"Profit!"

The current situation is one-on-one, I could have lived if I caught the underground.
The distance was more than 5 meters, but Kyumal pushed his fist forward vigorously. He was only seen doing gymnastics on a moonlit night, but the underground immediately lowered his body, giving strength to his toes.

Oh oh oh!!

When Kyu-mal stretched out his arm forward, red energy seemed to entwine around him, and then a black fist of darkness was formed.
A black fist, 3 meters wide and literally the size of a human body, flies out.
The basement prepared in advance was leisurely dodged to the side.

"Wow!"

Labian screamed and grabbed his basement shoulder.

"Ahhh!!"

After the first shot missed, Kyu-mal continued to blow 2 and 3 shots.
Every time he stretches out his fist, a huge fist of darkness comes flying.
It was so wide that it was not easy to dodge.

"..."

The basement, which had been dodged a couple of times, was blocked by holding the sword vertically.

Few!! It's rumbling!!

The pressure in his fists was so great that the underground body was pushed all the way back. Doesn't cover the weight.
The blocked arm is tingling.

"Ah..."

Labian was startled and checked the complexion underground. Blood was oozing out of his underground mouth.

"Under... Haha."

Gyumal smiled confidently and clenched his fists.
He is delighted to see that his own attacks work underground.
Jiha asked calmly as he lowered his sword.

"Is this the ability you received from Cheonho?"
"Are you a little scared now? No matter how great you are, it's not for a legend, gunman!"
"Were you normal?"

As Kyu-mal clenched his fist, he could see red magical powers entwined around him.

'... I've seen Ouroboros briefly before, and they're red too. Research on granting mana seems to produce red magic as well.'

Ravian lamented.

"Ah, the red magic power, no way..."
"Do you know anything?"
"The power to rebel against God, the power of a traitor. I've only heard about it, but I didn't think it actually existed..."

Labian's face was frightened, and Gyumal laughed with his mouth torn apart.

"Putting aside those old stories, it seems now that it is clear who has the advantage."
"So?"
"Gather up your weapons and let's talk anew, Commander-in-Chief. Ah, the stakes will be a bit different from now on."

As Kyu Mal laughed greedily, his Jiha shook his head.

"Are you the only one who received that ability from Cheonho?"
"No no. Such information is, of course, a fee."
"Okay? Then I'll put the coin in."

The basement declared and ran. Gyumar flinched and reflexively stretched his fist forward.
A huge fist flies through the air.

"First, your attacks can only be straight lines."

Ignoring the distance and throwing a huge fist, in the end it is a straight line.
As Jiha ran, he stepped on a side step and ran again. Gyu-mal, who was embarrassed, flew an upper from the bottom up.
A gigantic fist was created that soared up into the sky while skimming the ground following the movement of the horse.

"Second, you can see where you are aiming because of the casting motion."

The basement ran right back, except for running.
The giant fist stretched straight up into the empty air, and at that empty timing, the underground flooded again.
Kyumal was greatly embarrassed and raised his fist briefly, but he was already caught in his underground shadow hand.

"Kuh, kuhhh?!"

Sudden restraint, Gyu-mal quickly tried to shake off his arm with magic power, but it was after the underground that had already reached close range swung his sword.

"Third..."

Denggung!

As Kyumal's arm was cut off, a fountain of his blood gushed out.

"Aaaaagh!!"

Gyumar screamed in unbearable pain.

"The enemy is intoxicated, not paying attention to what his abilities are."

In fact, the reason Jiha blocked his fist earlier was on purpose.
Considering the destructive power of the attack, he realized that if he blocked it properly, it would only result in minor injuries, and he defended it with magic.
If you pretend to be pushed back, it will blow all over on its own, and you can cook more simply.

"Why do bad guys talk so much when they think they're winning? Have you always wanted to brag?"

Well, these giant fists of Gyumal are powerful.
And he wants to brag about the fact that he has surpassed the normal rank, but he never had a chance until now.
Jiha accurately read and stabbed that psychology.

'Still, I wondered if there would be more that I received the ability from Cheon-ho... Wasn't it?'

Gyumal pressed his right shoulder blade with his left hand and gasped in agony.
His arm was blown off, so it wasn't strange that he died of shock. He won't live long if his face turns blue.

"Are you going to attack with your left fist?"
"Kuuuuu..."

His arm flew off from below the shoulder, but there was no way that pressing it would stop the bleeding.
Gyumal gasped and begged.

"Sah, save me."
"Didn't you pretend to be proud that you won everything earlier? Why are your words different?"

Even so, Jiha asked Rabian, who was sitting on her shoulder.

"Can you sprinkle fairy dust?"
"..."

Labian, who was covering his mouth with both hands, only nodded.
Fairy dust also had healing properties. If you sprinkle it on the gyumal now, death will be avoided.
Ji-ha, who had talked to listen, said coldly, looking down at Gyu-mal.

"You now have two options. Talk more honestly and get the bleeding stopped. Or the remaining magic power. Fight with me with one remaining arm. Either way will be comfortable."

Jiha pressed the left shoulder blade of the still intact gyumal with the sword.
Declaring that he would blow off his remaining arm if he resisted, Gyumal nodded his head while sweating profusely.

"Ask me anything!"
"Okay, did Cheonho give you the ability?"
"... Yes, yes."

Gyumal gasped and nodded his head.

"What is the price?"
"I paid 3.3 billion."
"Hmm..."

If you pay 300 million, it will make the normal grade become a rare grade?

"Is Cheon Ho short of money? All of Blue Seal's property must be as good as his own?"
"Huh, huh. Oh no. First of all, we are supposed to share operating funds with the Snow Queen, and we also have to give to the tribes subordinated to Heaven. He, she is a person who likes her luxury and pleasure, so she builds a building she likes, then demolishes it when she gets tired of it, and often expands the palace, so you will need a lot of money."

Since ancient times, construction has cost a lot of money.

"She also spends money at will on her thousands of her ladies-in-waiting and holds huge events in the capital to win the hearts of the citizens. Also, a woman who constantly needs money and a woman who likes to spread money, so no matter how much she has, it's not enough."
"It is the epitome of a ruined dynasty. Can't we build it with magic?"
"... Heck, heck. It is difficult. Most of Wordsland's advanced civilization comes from purple."
"What did you just say?"

The underground voice changed.
The story just now had a strange nuance.

"Yes? Yes... Bar, advanced civilization comes from purple. I-I don't know the details... When I asked Cheon-ho about architecture, he answered like that."
"..."

Jiha thought for a moment, then nodded.
The blood that flowed from Gyumal's body had already exceeded one beat. Jiha calmly asked while calculating that.

"She probably isn't that kind of a woman."
"Yes? Yes?"
"She is not just a woman who will give her power without any restrictions just because she gives money. Besides, you are a man."
"Yes? That's it, what the hell..."

Gyumal did not understand the face and Jiha said coldly.

"I am not a woman who will give a man good abilities."

Cheon-ho banned women-oriented novels just because there were prominent men in them.
Also, all the citizens of Blue Seal's capital were filled with women.
If Legend had created the age of weak-willed women, there was no reason for her to turn a normal grade into a rare grade, and if it was a man, she would give her good abilities.

"How specifically did she acquire magical powers and special abilities?"
"To those, poems, ladies-in-waiting... I was led... Deep... After going to the room..."

Gyumal's eyelids grew heavy.
Gyu-mal's voice, which had been vaguely connecting her story, became slow.

"... The processed, red magic stone... I swallowed it."
"Why do you carelessly eat what others give you?"
"That, that... If you have money, you are often ignored. Also, in case of emergency, you have to fight against the assailant, heo-eok, heo-eo-eok..."

Gyumal's body collapsed forward as he answered.
Under the hood, looking at her skirt, she took a step backwards.

"Dead..."
"No."

She immediately denied what Ravi An said.
Although she was bleeding profusely, she wasn't dead yet. As her basement straightened, her attitude and Labian tilted her head.

"Why are you so wary?"
"I'm not the kind of woman who would leave her hands on her even after she knows I'm coming."

She has already bumped into Cheonho.
There was no way Cheon-ho was unaware of the Red Union's Blue Seals advancing toward the capital.
However, there was no story that reinforcements were dispatched, and there was no information that troops were called up.
If you can try La Russa, it's like trying it.

'The reason why I don't do anything is because this city itself has laid a trap, its own hand, in advance. The first gateway to attack the capital, so that it can be activated immediately when foreign forces invade.'

If you try to occupy La Russa, the poison of the Heavenly Tiger will be activated.
While attacking La Russa, Underground was counting the number of Heavenly Tigers, not Labian and Gyumal.
A number fight in which rulers sit face to face on a board.

At first, I wondered if something great would come out because Gyumal received the ability, but it wasn't.
He couldn't have thought that he could stop the underground just this much.

"I planted something trustworthy..."

Support position.

Red mana began to overflow from the body of the fallen Gyumal. The grass around it seemed to be dyed yellow and then crumbled.

"Oh, it's dangerous! It's sucking up all the life around it!"
"Thank you for the explanation."

Jiha stepped back and watched the situation.

"Sir!"
"Is something wrong!!"

At that time, the soldiers who had been cleaning up here and there for a while came out to the garden as if they knew about the abnormal situation.
The underground shouted with a straight face.

"Don't come closer, quickly disperse!!"
"Keuuugh!"
"Huh!!"

Most of them reflexively pulled away at the command of the underground, but a few slow-moving ones grabbed their necks and collapsed.
Soldiers fall on top of the withered grass. And the red energy that flowed from that body was gathering in Gyumal's body.

"Even human life... It sucks."
"This is it."

Ouroboros' research, an experiment that upgrades normal to rare by inserting magic stones into the body consumes the person's lifespan.
But what happens when you absorb someone else's lifespan?
Could it be stronger?
I can't even hear the cries of grasshoppers.
Gyumal's body, which absorbed grass, trees, insects, and even human life, turned red and changed.

Wood Deuk.

Bones and muscles twist and stretch. I wanted to grow in size and swell up, and then sparks all over my body.
A flame burns in the black pupils of the goat's head, a 4-meter tall body that slowly rises, and only a skeleton remains.
It was a change that left no human trace, let alone red flame eyes.

"Gooooo!!"

Seeing the goat-headed giant spreading its two horns and wings and roaring, Ji-ha asked lightly.

"What is that?"
"Ahhh..."

Labian widened his eyes in fear and was speechless.
Jiha did not wait and aimed his sword at the new enemy.

"Explain later."


It's time to clear the last stumbling block to taking over the city.