Login Murim Episode 912
Everything was like a flash of light.
Jeokcheongang felt an eerie energy coming from behind him, and twisted his body as a red alarm bell rang in his head.
However, it was a blow that even instinct ahead of reason could not completely avoid.
Over-earning.
hot. Cold at the same time.
The conflicting, incongruous pain that started in my side spreads like wildfire throughout my body.
With questions that can never be solved.
Jeokcheongang looked down at something half-burrowing into his side with trembling eyes.
It was the new Haan hand that broke the flesh and bones and cut off the blood and energy within the body.
The hand was as pale as that of a corpse, or rather, the hand of someone who should have been lying around as a corpse.
“You, what are you doing?”
With a squeezed voice, Jeokcheongang raised his head and saw the face of a person who should never be seen.
“It was clear…he had stopped breathing.” The owner of the hand, Dongcheon Demon Lord, answered.
“Yes, I guess so.”
And he added in a calm voice, as if he had never done that before, with a deadpan expression that did not show even an ounce of pain.
“But who in the world is the one and only
“Can you lose your life twice?”
“······what?”
A question that can never be understood.
Jeokcheongang looked at Dongcheon Demon Army with wide open eyes, but what came back instead of an answer was an icy energy penetrating inside his body.
‘danger!’
It was almost simultaneous.
The powerful tension (掌刀) penetrated deep into the body, and the Jeokcheon River twisted the body like a flash of light.
However, an unexpected blow was allowed
The body was unable to completely avoid the attack.
Pow!
Jeokcheongang bit his lip as his vision became distant for a moment.
‘Tsk.’
Quite a pain.
Feeling that the self-defense energy surrounding his entire body was dispersing like smoke, Jeokcheongang was thrown back as if being shot.
Squirt!
My vision becomes blurry. sky and
The ground turned over countless times.
An unknown person screamed, and fragments of something that hit a body that bounced like a cannonball flew out in all directions.
This was a situation where even a decent expert would have fallen into a state of inability to fight at once.
However, he was not the Fire King Jeokcheongang.
Gwadeuddeuk! shed!
After twisting his body in the air to regain his balance, his toes hit the ground.
Jeokcheongang’s new model, which created several deep furrows and offset the remaining effects, suddenly stumbled.
Cough.
Dark red blood overflowing between the lips.
It was at that moment that a subtle porosity reached Jeokcheon-gang’s ears as he vomited out, unable to hold back the congestion that had built up along with his internal injuries (Medical HQ).
Whoosh.
didn’t see it But I feel it.
A blow that lands on one’s head. The sight of the Dongcheon Demon Army stretching out its hands, emitting a white light as cold as a glacier.
Jeokcheongang recalled the scene pictured in his mind half a beat earlier and kicked the ground.
Shut up! shed!
In a split second, a blow that passes by just in the nick of time splits the ground like tofu and explodes, creating a huge crater.
Unluckily, it swallowed up the stomachs of some of the gold that was around.
But the chase of the wild beast that had lost its prey did not end there. Shirik.
Movement as smooth as a snake.
Dongcheon Demon Army, which raised itself from the pit, took steps towards the retreating Jeokcheon River.
Papat. A blinding white light (S light) burst out from his fingertips as he erased the distance in an instant.
Wow.
Jeokcheongang gritted his teeth as he watched the dazzling yet eerie light engulf the darkness and swell. Wow.
The scent of blood in the mouth along with a slight pain.
Only then did my blurry vision come into focus. The dulled senses returned and the intense pain caused by the internal injuries became more serious, but Jeok Cheon-gang didn’t care and pulled out all the energy of his body.
Ugh.
The cold air is heating up. The broken blood vessels scream.
Under unstable control, Hua Rong inside his body twisted wildly.
It seems like it will even burn the owner’s body.
As if it were going to be swallowed and burned and reduced to ashes.
however.
“I don’t know what strange power brought you back to life.”
Jeokcheongang looked straight at Dongcheon Demon Army with eyes that did not waver at all. He spoke in a voice that burned like lava.
“Nobu, please cut off that tough life.”
Even if it is dozens or hundreds of times.
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The words that could not be captured were blocked by tightly closed lips, but it was not the case of Su Gapja, who heated up the Sajibaekhae and surged up.
Wow!
In a roar like a dragon’s roar, light flames (陷) and white light (6 lights) were shot towards each other. We finally made contact.
At the center of the space distorted by unprecedented energy.
Even the screams and cries of Jeongho-gun ordering a retreat are swallowed up. Wow.
And in that distant flash that filled his vision, Jeokcheongang heard a person’s voice reaching his ears.
– No!
Next moment.
Googoo googung!
The whole world, heaven and earth were shaken.
There is such a moment.
When you feel like the world has stopped.
The moment when all senses are paralyzed by the shock and roar that echoes everywhere. For me, it was right now. “ I”
I wonder if this is what it would feel like if one day I faced the sun that had fallen from the sky right in front of me.
In the face of flashes of light and loud noises that blocked my attention, all I could do was protect the people nearby as much as possible from the massive aftermath that was about to hit.
“Get down right now!”
I don’t know. I wonder if my urgent cry reached each Fire Dragon member. I wonder if they would have followed my words and immediately lowered their posture.
The only thing we could be sure of was that if we had delayed even a moment, none of them would have been able to stand on their own two feet.
Gwaaaa!
My body is pushed away by the crazy howling wind. The ground turned over like a volcanic area, and at the same time, bluestone divided into dozens or hundreds of fragments poured out like a meme, covering all directions.
The bodies of the dead who have already died. And with countless weapons scattered everywhere like their tombstones.
Shush, poop!
OMG!
The blood and screams of someone whose name is unknown mix and scatter in the wind.
But I planted my feet deep into the ground and endured the shock wave with my whole body.
I gradually exhausted my air power and struck down and cut down everything that flew in here.
Pipit!
He paid no heed to small, thin pieces of cutlery and bluestone fragments flying in the rushing wind, scratching his entire body.
‘If I dodge, other members will get hurt.’
If someone inevitably gets hurt, it would be a hundred or a thousand times better for that someone to be me.
‘Noya must have felt the same way.’
At the last moment, I saw clearly.
When he heard my shout, he suddenly turned on his new model and blocked the direction we were heading towards.
Gwaaaa••••••.
How much time has passed?
Beyond the time that felt like eternity, I can feel the roar and shock slowly starting to subside.
Soon, countless things that had been flying into the air on the wind fell one by one, and my deaf ears began to accept the surrounding sounds that had been muted for a while.
“Hahahaha”
“Save me, save me. Save me…
The groans uttered by those who fell tangled together, regardless of whether they were enemies or not. An earnest request from someone who is about to die.
And finally, the familiar voices coming from behind. “Everyone, are you all okay?” ‘Cough, resuscitation is okay.’
“Taesan, thinking about two hundred plates of five-spice soybean meat, I gritted my teeth and threw it away.”
“I’m really sorry for this situation, but could you buy me to break that bastard’s teeth?”
“Is there anyone there?”
I wanted to answer Namho’s words, but even that wasn’t easy because I was so relaxed.
Seeing my stumbling form, two people hurriedly approached me and grabbed my arms.
“Benefactor, no, Confucius Jin, no, Gakju.”
“Captain, are you okay?”
I told Joo Hwa-ran to unify the titles as one, glared at Hyeok Mu-jin to see if he thought this was okay, and then checked the undead army climbing over the stone wall dozens of yards away.
The Geumwi soldiers, who had changed horses to avoid becoming traitors, were now falling down, bleeding profusely, due to the monsters that had suddenly appeared.
‘Damn it. ‘Maybe I should have dragged them all the way here.’
If that had been the case, I felt regretful that I would have been able to inflict at least some damage on them, but no one knows what would have happened.
Those guys are literally undead.
They are monsters that rise up even when their limbs are cruelly torn off or their chests are pierced.
However, the word monster is not limited to things that are hideous or have strange powers.
When people see something that cannot be judged by common sense, they call it a monster.
And within the category of monsters, there was also a person called Fire King (Fire Joe).
Papat!
Pushing away Hyeok Mu-jin, who tried to dissuade me, I walked towards Jeokcheon River as quickly as possible.
No, I tried to approach.
If it weren’t for Jeokcheon-gang’s words that came the next moment.
“Step back.”
His voice was deeper than usual.
His whole body was covered in blood and scorch, and he stared straight ahead without even looking at me, who was a few steps behind him.
Beyond the gradually sinking dust cloud, a shadow stands alone.
And right then.
It’s a disaster.
A gust of wind blew from somewhere and kicked up a cloud of dust. Beyond it, the figure of a shadow was revealed, walking slowly, stepping over countless corpses and puddles of blood.
For a moment, I unconsciously swallowed my breath and finally realized.
Why did Jeokcheongang tell me to step back?
Even though it was only for a moment, I wondered why I couldn’t feel the slightest hint of popularity from someone sitting right next to me.
“That’s amazing. Fire King Jeokcheongang. “It’s truly amazing.”
Slosh.
As I move forward, the blood that had accumulated up to my ankles scatters in all directions.
Arms and legs that belonged to someone whose name is unknown are floating around in the blood.
However, none of them created as eerie an atmosphere as ‘that’.
“I almost died, really.”
Crackling. Chi profit.
Beneath the face that is burning with the flames that remain even at this moment, the lips, the only ones that have preserved their shape, draw a soft line.
He, who could no longer be called the Changgong, the Dongcheon Demon Lord, or even a human, was smiling.
The melted skin and the bones that should have been hidden inside were clearly exposed.
He looked at Jeokcheongang with a terrible sight that would have killed a person made of cloth several times, and then at me, who had frozen behind his shoulder.
And suddenly he opened his mouth.
“The relationship between the priests seems to be very close. “Don’t you think so?”
The voice I thought I would never hear again reached my ears.
“Yes, Master.”
“You’re late.”
“Forgive me. “The Buddha’s disciple’s studies were insufficient.”
Another Inyoung stands up unsteadily with an answer.
Jeokcheongang muttered as he saw Masambo approaching, pulling out the short spear that I had planted deep inside his body with my own hands. “teacher?”
“Why is it strange?”
Dongcheon Demon Army took a step forward and continued speaking.
“Once upon a time, I also had a recluse. “My parents, the teachers who became my family, and the countless brothers and sisters.”
“······You guy, no way.”
‘But they are all dead. “In order to protect the foundation of the asceticism, he fought against ridiculous oppression and fell, shedding blood.”
Dongcheon Demon slowly turned his head. At the end of his empty gaze, there was the emperor sitting in the high and ornate royal palace.
No, the past has already passed.
“In the name of relocating the capital, I had to lose everyone like that.”
“······!”
That moment. I realized.
What is his true identity? Where did he belong before he was the Demon Lord of Dongcheon of Amcheon, before he was the firmament of Dongchang?
And it was the same for Jeokcheon River.
“······Mosanpa（芽山派）.”
That’s when a word like a moan flowed from between his lips.
Finally, the army of the dead, who had captured the stone wall, stormed into the banquet hall.
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