Chapter 398 – Chapter 80 (3)
“Keuheouk!”
“Oops!”
Courage!
The masters of the Demonic Cult collapsed while vomiting blood.
Around them, seriously injured or dead black men were cooling off.
“Unbelievable…!”
The master of the Demonic Cult, who was dispatched to kill Seol-Lin Hong, struggled to get up with a mixture of anger and surprise.
“To think that we… Fell for these girls…!”
Seol-Lin Hong, whose clothes were torn here and there, exposed her chains, and Ye-Hwa Heuk and Hae-Woon Cheon, who rushed to help her.
The masters of the Demonic Cult, who had dispatched only three women according to the plan of the Pacheonhoe, were devastated.
The surviving masters are shocked at the fact that they were defeated by force.
“I think Chungha is over.”
However, whether they were shocked or not, Black Yehwa felt the emotions of her sister, Baek Cheongha, and Sun Dancer, and confirmed that the attack on her side was over.
“But for some reason, Chungha is angry.”
“Isn’t it someone who’s got a temper? He’s usually quiet, but once he’s pissed off, it lasts for a long time.”
In response to Cheon Hye-woon’s question, Hong Seol-lin assumed that someone was excessively provocative or annoyed and that her anger was not resolved.
We could only vaguely feel each other’s feelings, but it wasn’t about sharing our thoughts, so we had no choice but to anticipate this.
Hehe…!”
At that time, one of the masters of the Demonic Cult, who had fallen while vomiting blood, suddenly burst into madness.
“The four bitches…Stronger than expected…But…The real goal…Is different…”
As if it was difficult for him to speak, Go Soo, who ate a few sentences in the middle, opened his mouth again with a smile.
“Standing after the sword…”
“Yoo-ran unnie seems to be excited for the first time in a while?”
“I see. It feels good to be able to fight alongside her friend.”
“I guess. She used to be close like a sister.”
“!?”
The master of the Demonic Cult was shocked to see the three women talking as if they knew about Seo Yu-ran’s condition.
“What should I do? Shall I go help?”
“Wait a minute. I’ll ask my sister.”
Chun Hye-yun closed her eyes and concentrated her own feelings, conveying her full intention to go to support her to Seo Yu-ran.
“I don’t need it. I was rather annoyed?”
“Really? Then we help others.”
Cheon Hye-woon, along with Heuk Ye-hwa and Hong Seol-lin, approached the dying master of the Demonic Cult.
“Yeah…Your bitches…Just…What did…Cool! Cool!”
She wasn’t even finished talking yet when she noticed Seo Yu-ran was fighting with someone.
The problem is that you’re talking as if you just found out, not that you found out beforehand.
Pooh!
“Fuck!”
Seol-Lin Hong swung her spear and pierced her drummer’s stomach.
“By the way, we fell into a trap, right?”
“It seems clear that someone in the upper echelons is a traitor.”
“It would be nice if we could feel each other’s feelings like we do.”
The three women had a calm conversation among themselves, identifying and killing anyone who was injured or ambiguous.
‘Emotions… Feel… You…’
The master of the Demonic Cult, who was losing consciousness, was able to feel that this fact was shockingly true.
Principles or things like that don’t matter.
The only thing that matters is that they have that ability.
‘At school… Let me know… Doing…’
The rubella jade bong has to somehow inform the Kyo and Pacheonhoe that it is meaningless to drop it separately and push it into the trap, but her disappearance of consciousness was faster than that.
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“Die!”
“You freak!”
The four masters selected and selected from the Demonic Cult and Pacheonhoe all become covered in blood and wield their weapons while traversing evil.
All of them reached at least Hwagyeong, and one of the two sent by the Pacheonhoe was a provincial level master.
It is common sense that there must be a problem when people who have never trained together and do not know each other’s martial arts properly get together and fight.
Nonetheless, the four masters’ pincer attack seemed to be comrades who had been acting together for a long time because their hands and feet were all in sync.
It is because the crisis instinct that they die if they do not kill here forced them to cooperate.
Kaka kaka kaka kakang!
And, the swordsman Seo Yu-ran was under the pincer attack of the masters.
Surprisingly, she is moving quickly and blocking the masters’ pincer attack with a sword.
Suck!
“Kuk!”
It makes a sharp counterattack in a pincer attack and moves that make people feel dizzy when they see it.
The master of Pacheonhoe hurriedly avoided the sharp stabbing sword, but his face was slightly scrawled and blood vessels appeared.
“Now!”
“Huh!”
“Ooh!”
The other masters, aiming for that opportunity, wielded their weapons and tried to create even a single wound on Seo Yu-ran’s body.
Chaechaechaeng!
Divided into three directions from the front, the master’s attacks aimed at the head and both shoulders were repelled at the same time.
Seo Yu-ran beat their pincers with only strength and speed without any dexterity.
‘Monster… !’
‘How is this… !’
‘I must kill here!’
The reason why they desperately cooperate is that Seo Yu-ran’s strength is beyond imagination.
The four masters here are the strongest forces selected and selected from the current Demonic Cult and Pacheonhoe, respectively.
They were caught in a sense of crisis that they had to kill Seo Yu-ran, the swordsman, by any means, as they were being pushed back rather than defeating one.
‘Now!’
At that time, the Pacheonhoe master, who had thready veins on her face, swung her sword at Seo Yu-ran’s side.
As Seo Yu-ran did not respond to his attack, she seemed to be in danger, but
Caang!
“Keugh!”
A whip wrapped in strong wind flew in and hit the weapon that was trying to attack Seo Yu-ran.
Momentarily missing the degree, the master of Man Pacheonhoe hurriedly retrieved it and opened the distance, and Seon Ga-ryeong appeared next to Seo Yu-ran.
“It’s too late. I almost got tired of waiting.”
“Ha. You’ve become stoic after not seeing them for a while? If you’d dealt with them directly, you’d never say anything like that.”
The two chatted and bickered despite the fact that the enemy was right in front of them.
“Mo… Did everyone get hit…!”
“Nonsense…”
The body of Seongaryeong, who dealt with the black wind squad, the elite unit that the Maqiao boasted, and the non-slaughter unit, the killing weapon of the Pacheonhoe, was covered in blood, but returned without a single wound.
She alone lightly annihilated the Black Winds and Bishaldaes.
“Don’t you remember that you’ve always been one step late? In Hebei, that…”
“Hey! I get really angry when you bring up the story!”
When Seo Yu-ran brought up what happened in Hebei as if there was an embarrassing story that only the two of them knew about, Seon Ga-ryeong, her face flushed, screamed.
Although they were two people who were bickering and fighting, I could feel that all of this was enjoyable because they could feel each other’s feelings.
“These bitches…!”
However, the masters of the Demonic Cult and Pacheonhoe, who were watching the scene, blushed with anger.
It’s because it clearly means that you are looking at the opponent lightly.
Tat tat tat!
“Kuaaa!”
“Oohhh!”
Unable to hold back their anger, the Demonic Cult members beat their blood vessels thinking that there would be no answer if they continued to fight.
Then, as the inner air exploded, the strong energy applied to the weapon grew larger and larger.
“Your bitches must die here!”
“Let’s die together!!”
If Seo Yu-ran and Seon Ga-ryeong are not killed here, the flow of this war will pass to the Murim Maeng.
The Demonic Cultists who thought so used the magician’s secret technique that allowed them to gain several times the internal energy instead of destroying the blood vessels of the whole body.
The masters of the Pacheonhoe nodded to each other at the sight of the Demonic Cultists.
“Elder Mok!”
“I know! This is the place where our victory will be decided!”
Then, swallowing the elixir provided by the Pacheonhoe, his internal energy increased explosively.
The masters of the Demonic Cult and Pacheonhoe, who had fought each other while being wary of each other, erased their personal feelings and united as one mind.
“Yurana.”
“Huh.”
“How come we… Don’t feel like villains?”
Those who are ready to die for the great power are trying to fight with their strength.
Things like this make them feel like villains.
“Huh, was this the feeling he was feeling? It feels better than I thought.”
At the moment Seo Yu-ran smiled, knowing that this was what Jincheon usually felt at Seon Ga-ryeong’s words, the masters of the Demonic Cult and Pacheonhoe rushed at a speed that was incomparable to before.
Kakakakakang! Chaekang!
A melee unfolds in an instant, and the sound of metal colliding echoes.
Haha! Yes! This is it! This is how you feel about fighting!”
As soon as the bloody battle that stimulated her warrior’s soul began, Seo Yu-ran burst into laughter and poured all her energy into it.
‘Gap!’
When the six masters were intertwined and fighting, the master of Pacheonhoe, called Mokjangro, found a gap in Seongaryeong.
The moment she was about to stab Seon Ga-Ryeong with her sword, Seo Yu-Ran, who read it in the middle of her pincer attack, swung her sword and interrupted her.
Caang!
Due to Seo Yu-ran’s interference, Elder Mok’s attack was blocked, but Seo Yu-ran opened a gap.
Cheek!
In an instant, as Seo Yu-ran lowered her upper body, Sun Ga-ryeong’s whip passed over it and sharply attacked those who tried to attack her Seo Yu-ran’s gap.
As if they complement each other, the way they support and defend each other was as natural as one body.
‘Fun!’
Seo Yu-ran was enjoying a melee with her best friend, whom she thought she would never see again, with each other’s backs.
A powerful enemy that stirs the souls of warriors.
Cooperation with a close friend of hers to whom she could even entrust her own life.
She found that this heat and pleasure was all she had ever wanted.
Internal training? Cultivation of the mind?
In the past, we would have valued these boring things, but more important than that is the pleasure of being able to check each other’s hearts.
Seo Yu-ran, who had fallen into a trance in her pleasure, instinctively began to use her aura, which had been dormant in her own body.
The energy of the elixir that remained after her heart was changed to sweet.
The powerful fighting spirit that Jincheon received while transforming his bones.
When the two energies are merged by the ecstasy, isn’t the light that gives a sense of refreshment arising around the danteon?
“Oh, no!”
“Interrupt! Interrupt!”
When the light rose from Seo Yu-ran’s body, the masters of the Demonic Cult and Pacheonhoe instinctively felt a sense of crisis that they had to stop the light from becoming huge.
“Where!”
Cheer up!
However, Seon Ga-ryeong minimized the attacks directed at Seo Yu-ran for such a close friend.
Awesome-
Almost reflexively, the sound of something cracking echoed from Seo Yu-ran’s body as she swung her sword.
Wow!
“Ugh!?”
“Kuk!”
What followed was an intense storm of power that spread out and left her naked in an instant.
Her clothes were ripped in an instant, just in the aftermath of the internal attack.
“Ahhh…”
“This…”
Shit- shit-
However, the masters of the Demonic Cult and Pacheon Society were astonished at the sight of someone changing her naked body while massaging it.
“Hwangol… Metamorphosis…”
It was because he instinctively felt that it was a metamorphosis that could only be seen in legends.
All of Jincheon’s party were transformed, but to those who did not benefit from it, they were like legendary beings.
When Seo Yu-ran, who had an ideal body from head to toe, opened her eyes, an explosion of powerful internal energy that was incomparable to her earlier spread.
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“Omg!?”
Zhuge Jin, who was fighting while being wary of Pacheonhoeju, could not hide his astonishment that a power beyond imagination was born.
‘Pacheonhoeju? No. No. He’s not this clean-feeling aura!’
I don’t know who the hell has this kind of aura, but I knew at least one thing that was clear.
‘With this kind of power… It’s like being the first person in the world…’
A power worthy of being the number one in the world, surpassing oneself.
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“Hmm?”
Around the time Zhuge-jin reacted to Seo Yu-ran’s metamorphosis, Pacheon Hoeju and Go Chun-yu also felt the energy.
“What is this…! Who the hell has this kind of power…!”
It is a power that makes you feel the dignity that makes you kneel on your own without being violent.
Ko Chun-yu’s face hardened when he learned that someone with almost equal strength had been born.
