Episode 1048. I Was a Crazy Guy Too. (3)
Namgung Do-wi grabbed his sword with all his might.
I was confident that I could help. I acknowledged that there was a difference, but I didn’t think the difference was that big. So I was confident that I could do one person’s job, even if it was difficult to play a big role.
But now, far from being of any help, he was having a hard time keeping up with those running ahead.
‘What the heck?’
There are more than one or two things that are incomprehensible.
“Damn it!”
Kagakak!
The sword he swung was stuck in the neck of the demon cultist. Even though the sword, filled with pure energy based on the Changgungmuaesim method, stabbed the weak human’s neck, his sword only dug in an inch, not even piercing the cervical vertebrae.
“Kaaaaaaah!”
The demon with the sword stuck in his neck screamed and swung his sword at Namgung Do-wi’s stomach.
That moment.
Paaaaat!
The sword flew in at incredible speed and instantly cut off the cultist’s neck.
“Are you okay?”
Namgung Do-wi bit his lips instead of answering.
‘Yun Jong Dojo.’
I know. Yoon Jong is strong.
There was a time when I thought that these so-called Volcanic Swordsmen had gained too much fame compared to their skills.
It is clear that Hwasan Sword Master Cheongmyeong is a strong person who cannot be underestimated, but the rest of them probably relied on Cheongmyeong’s reputation rather than their own skills to make a name for themselves.
So, others would have thought that Namgung Do-wi was one step ahead of Ogeom, excluding Cheongmyeong.
But if you watch what they’re doing here now, you’ll all have to admit that I was completely wrong.
‘Was it really that different?’
I knew that Cheongmyeong was strong. I also knew that Baekcheon was strong.
However, it was confusing no matter how much I thought about it, seeing Yoon Jong and Jo Gul behead the demons with such ease that it was incomparable to him. Even though their skills were similar, I didn’t know that the gap would be this big.
‘Fuck.’
I began to wonder if he had been being stubborn for no reason. He had come here to help, not to save his pride.
But right now, here, he’s just a fool who grabs their ankles. If he hadn’t been there, their speed would have been half a step faster.
Every time Yoon Jong and Jo Geol would glance behind him to check on his well-being, the pride that had existed inside him would be shattered and he would feel a stab to his heart. Even though he knew that all their attention and concern came from goodwill.
Phaaaat!
A brilliant red aura rose from the front. The vivid sunset aura instantly swept away the demonic cultists blocking the way with an enormous number of petals.
Even a short conversation is not necessary.
No one asks or doubts why they have to break through these, or where they are going now.
Because there’s a milestone there.
The red flag rising from the front was stronger than a thousand words, leading everyone.
Namgung Do-wi bowed his head slightly. He wanted to step forward, but right now he would only be a hindrance to them. Rather… … .
“Namgung Do-wi!”
Just then a sharp, clear voice pierced my ears.
“yes?”
“Come out, you little shit!”
Before his head could even think, his body reacted to Cheongmyeong’s voice. Namgung Do-wi reflexively kicked the ground and ran forward, breaking through those running ahead.
The moment he arrived right behind Cheongmyeong, Cheongmyeong grabbed Namgung Dowi’s shoulder and pulled him tightly.
“Why is that stupid kid falling behind! That bastard Namgung Se-ga!”
“yes?”
“Ahead!”
Cheongmyeong pushed Namgung Dowi forward.
“Break through from the front! That’s Namgung Se-da! Clear your head and when you see an enemy, just swing whatever you see!”
“Do, dojo.”
“What are you doing!”
Namgung Do-wi stared blankly at the cultists rushing toward him for a moment. But that was only for a moment. Soon, an intense gaze emanated from Namgung Do-wi’s two eyes.
Ugh.
Namgung Do-wi, who bit his lip until it bled, raised his sword without hesitation.
“Whoaaaaap!”
A tremendous amount of internal energy gushed out from his dantian. At the same time, an enormous amount of sword energy surged out from the tip of his sword.
A white light gleamed at the tip of the sword. Namgung Do-wi swung his sword with all his might. The dazzling white sword energy that symbolized Namgung shot forward like a cannonball.
Kwaaaaaaaang!
The advancing demons are caught in the explosion caused by the black energy and are blown away in all directions.
Strength entered Namgung Do-wi’s hand holding the sword.
‘okay!’
He can’t use his sword as delicately as the swordsmen of the volcano. He can’t aim for his enemy’s weak points as accurately as they can. I can admit it. He’s still lacking.
But isn’t wiping out opponents with enormous force his, or rather Namgung Se-ga’s, specialty?
‘This is my place!’
The emperor waits for the enemy at the rear. However, the king destroys the enemy at the front. There is no place for someone with the name of Namgung to stand except here, at the front!
“Can you see it?”
Cheongmyeong grabbed Namgung Do-wi’s back of the head and forcibly turned his head to look at one place.
The sight of the juru sticking out entered Namgung Do-wi’s eyes.
“Over there!”
Namgung Do-wi nodded absentmindedly.
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“Just open the road to there. We’ll take care of the rest. Don’t think about anything and just give it everything you’ve got!”
“yes!”
Namgung Do-wi answered with a loud voice and readjusted his sword.
There was no explanation or anything. It was almost like a forced instruction. But that alone was enough.
As soon as Cheongmyeong’s hands dropped, Yui Seol and Baekcheon followed him on his left and right. Then Hye-yeon rose above Namgung Do-wi’s head and stretched out both arms forward.
“Woooooooooooooo!”
Auspicious Buddhist light spread out like waves in all directions from Hye-yeon.
The almost perfectly spread Buddha’s Light pushed the demons back more and more. The moment there was distance, Baekcheon and Yuiseol did not miss the gap and swung their swords as if they had made a promise.
Plum, and plum. And more plum!
The plum blossoms, blooming one by one, fluttered like a fantasy. It was a sight that made it seem as if the whole world was filled with fluttering plum blossoms.
“Sogaju!”
“Small and medium scale!”
At the sound of the voice that suddenly burst out as if urging him on, Namgung Do-wi instinctively brought up his internal energy.
“Ohhhhhhhhhhh!”
His sword swung vertically from top to bottom.
A pure white beam of light descended like lightning into a world filled with golden light and red plum leaves.
Kwaaaaaaaang!
It bursts, sweeps away, and pushes out again.
Namgung, Hwasan, Shaolin. The three schools that protect the righteous. It may be a little early now, but those who will eventually represent each school have taken the lead and started to lead everyone.
Namgung’s Pae, Hwasan’s Hwan, and Shaolin’s Jung.
The nature of their ignorance is different, but what they pursue is not different. So there is no reason why they cannot be in harmony. No, isn’t harmony possible because they are different in the first place?
“Let’s go!”
“yes!”
Namgung Do-wi gritted his teeth and ran faster. Baekcheon, Yui-seol, and Hye-yeon quickly followed him to the left, right, and behind.
Cheongmyeong, who saw Namgung Dowi’s shoulders growing confident, regulated his breathing. Then he lowered his sword slightly and looked back.
Lim So-byeong, who had retreated to the very back of the group, was pushing away the cultists who were following him. When his eyes met with Cheong-myeong’s, his face suddenly distorted.
“No! Why is it only me… … .”
But before he could even express his discontent, Cheongmyeong took his gaze off Im So-byeong and turned his head forward again.
Jang Il-so was watching this entire process with cold eyes.
‘It’s like raising a baby tiger.’
From that guy’s perspective, it would actually be easier for him to step forward and take care of it himself. Normally, it would be easier to ask for help from others, but when there’s this much of a difference, it’s more troublesome to just leave the work to someone else and watch.
But even in this dire situation, the Volcanic Sword Association does not forget to raise these children.
“Hey, you bastard.”
“Hmm?”
At that moment, Jang Il-so frowned at the sudden sound of Cheongmyeong’s voice.
“Just roll your eyes and do your work. You didn’t come here to watch, did you? Even though it’s Sapha’s nature to eat raw food, this is your house, right?”
A hollow laugh burst out of Jang Il-so’s mouth. Is there anyone in the world who could shamelessly say such things in front of him?
“I was already planning to start moving in earnest.”
Blue flames shot out from Jang Il-so’s entire body.
Blue flame fight and kill. Break the soul and flame strength.
Blue flames rushed forward, flicking their blue tongues as if they were alive, and covered the cultists.
“AAAAAAAHHHH!”
A desperate scream poured out.
A tremendous flame that was harder than steel and yet carried a terrible heat. The wounds of those torn by the flames were cooked in an instant. White smoke rose here and there.
“Tsk tsk. If I hadn’t resisted, I could have died a peaceful death.”
Jang Il-so ran forward quickly, stomping on the head of the fallen, struggling demon cultist and causing it to burst.
But he didn’t forget to smile and talk to Cheongmyeong.
“It looks like you found that bishop?”
“Right now.”
“It’s very useful. More than I thought.”
Jang Il-so, who was laughing, looked up at the half-collapsed tower. A hint of madness flashed through his eyes.
“Is that it?”
“okay.”
“Bishop. Bishop… … .”
The face with a faint smile on its face was eerie.
“There must be guards around him to protect him?”
“Lion of the Executioner.”
“huh?”
“They are called ‘enforcers’ among themselves. They are the servants who follow the bishop. In the past, in the Central Plains, they were also called ‘Majang (魔將)’.”
“You know a lot of interesting things.”
Jang Il-so’s eyes sank gloomily.
“Okay, let’s not waste time. After we get rid of these annoying things, we’ll kill that bailiff and take the bishop’s head off. Isn’t that what we came here for in the first place?”
If we delay, the situation may change. The number of demons has increased since we left here, which means that more forces will be added in the future. The longer we delay, the more disadvantageous it will be for us.
‘You have to aim for the head right away.’
Isn’t that why they came all the way to this dangerous place? They didn’t have time to leisurely open the road from the outskirts.
‘You just have to get to where the bishop is.’
After that, he will swing his sharp sword and cut off the bishop’s head.
But the words of Cheongmyeong that he heard next completely threw his calculations out of whack.
“You’re wrong.”
“Hmm?”
A question flashed through Jang Il-so’s pale eyes. Cheong-myeong spoke coldly.
“I am not a law enforcement officer.”
Cheongmyeong’s gaze was fixed ahead.
“They are ‘law enforcement officers.’”
In that moment, Jang Il-so’s face hardened. He had sensed it too. The presence of those who were flying towards him like lightning, emitting a terrifying murderous aura.
Cheongmyeong laughed fiercely, revealing his pure white teeth.
“Yes. That’s real.”
At that moment, a dozen black silhouettes rose above the broken building beyond the cultists.
