Episode 927
Grand Master (2)
Burbubbuk!
It was no exaggeration to say that Mukbi’s intangible bullet was now complete.
There were times when iron bullets were fired depending on the situation for stronger penetration, but in other cases, intangible bullets were fired.
I don’t know how many dozens or even hundreds of rounds were fired. He may have actually fired hundreds of rounds since he was aiming at those who were attacking Okcheong’s weak spot.
In the process, the speed of generating intangible bullets with maximum efficiency with minimum internal power has increased significantly. It was the ability of a divine archer to easily slaughter the enemy even without the destructive Nine Dragon Wave Heavenly Archery technique.
Rumbling!
Although it was said to be a gap, Okcheong’s gap also disappeared as time passed. Not only was the number of members of the Iron Demon Order decreasing, but as everything was left to the fiercely heated Soul Won Gyeol, the essence of the shaman’s martial arts skills was attaching itself to my body at every moment.
The party leisurely crushed the iron horse troupe with its backs turned. His dragon poisoning technique, which reliably poisoned each person, served as a reassuring barrier for the two swordsmen.
In an instant, the number of members of the Iron Horse was reduced to about twenty.
Fear appeared on the Iron Demon’s face. It was a match so close to massacre that it wouldn’t be surprising if they all ran away, but even though they felt fear, they didn’t stop moving forward.
The official frowned.
“Are you really saying that this is a game that will end only if everyone is killed?”
It was then.
Flash!
In the distance, something huge spun around quickly and flew towards the remaining members of the Iron Horse.
Burbubbubbubbuk!
The black giant soldiers flew in like a gust of wind and tore the armor worn by the Iron Demon members to pieces like sheets of paper.
With enormous weight and unimaginable rotation, the speed is comparable to that of a silent arrow.
In an instant, the remaining members of the Iron Demon were oxidized without even being able to scream due to the Gwangryongbu breaking through the entire force.
The three people looked up the hill.
Clap!
Yeon Ho-jeong said as he very naturally accepted the spinning and returning Gwangryongbu.
“Is anyone hurt?”
The official laughed.
“That thing speaks informally now.”
Yeon Ho-jeong smiled.
“I believed that the head of the family was not hurt at all.”
“What about that fight?”
“I killed it.”
The official’s eyes sparkled.
Regardless of feelings of hatred, the enemy commander’s martial arts skills were truly amazing. It was impossible to make a detailed estimate since he had not yet reached Mugeuk, but I still thought he was one step above Yeonhojeong.
Of course, I was confident that he would somehow win, but I had no idea that he would come back in such good shape. Although he looked a bit exhausted, his internal and external injuries seemed to be much lighter than expected.
‘What a monster.’
Pabababak!
Three people came to Yeonhojeong at once.
Yeon Ho-jeong sighed.
“It’s a bit difficult.”
There was concern on Mukbi’s face.
“Shall we rest for a moment?”
“You can’t do that. “I just gave it a try.”
Yeon Ho-jeong’s eyes looked towards Daejeon in the distance.
Pale smoke was rising around the huge palace.
“Unusual demonic forces are popping out one after another. “Let’s go now.”
* * *
Kaaaaaaaa!
Hyeokryeonhwi’s magical eyes flashed.
I tried to twist Mokgyedam’s neck in one go, but the chain around Mokgyedam’s neck broke.
Of course, the person who broke the chain was Mokgyedam.
Burrr.
Mokgyedam, who was shaking once, glared at Hyeokryeonhwi with crazy eyes.
“It’s a thousand people.”
Hyeokryeonhwi did not answer. I just look at Mokgyedam with cold eyes.
“Did I make it look that easy?”
I stretched out my hand in the direction of Daejeon, where Mokgyedam collapsed.
The pile of stones shook, and a long scimitar was caught in his hand.
It looks almost similar to the Blue Dragon and Woldo of the Jungwon, but the difference is that the blade is a little longer and the dragon’s head has been replaced with the maw of an unknown beast.
The beast seemed to resemble a tiger, a lion, or even a wolf. There was a red jewel embedded in the elongated torn eye area, and it looked very ominous.
There was life in Hyeokryunhwi’s eyes.
‘Pacheonwoldo (破天月刀)?!’
The ancestor Cheon Yo-myeong, who founded Shinmarim, began refining it and was perfected by the third Lord Rim, making it a natural sword and an absolute magic weapon.
The black spear pole was four feet long and had delicate engravings like dragon scales, and the thick blade was more than two feet long.
Even the head and blade of the beast were completely stained black.
That horse bottle contained the demonic energy of the ancestors who achieved the Holy Demon. It was a cursed weapon that, due to the magical energy that was perfectly mixed without any conflict, could cause a person who had not reached the Holy Demon to wield it and fall into the demonic nature, become a madman, or be robbed of the expedition and die.
Pacheon A weapon with the will to one day destroy Gwanghyeolgyo, the heaven of magic.
“How dare you hold the Pacheonwoldo?”
Grumble!
Black flames flickered from Pacheonwoldo Island.
It was not a flame caused by Mokgyedam’s magic craft. Pacheonwol was also a demonic flame emanating from the weapon itself.
Hyukryunhwi’s face distorted.
“dare!”
Faaagh!
Mokgyedam screamed and rushed at Hyeokryeonhwi.
The speed was noticeably faster than before. In an instant, the distance was narrowed, but I didn’t use any special techniques or footwork. Even though you literally just hit the ground, you get that kind of speed.
For a split second, Hyeokryeonhwi looked into Mokgyedam’s eyes.
The whites of his eyes, drenched in madness, had already turned black. Pacheonwoldo’s demonic energy penetrated into Mokgyedam’s body in an instant.
Hyeokryeonhwi swung both hands.
Damn it!
The Pacheonwoldo, which was swung in the shape of a cross, was blocked with only ten blackened nails.
Blocking wasn’t a problem. The real problem was power.
Hyukryunhwi’s body was pushed back like crazy. Somehow, I didn’t fall down, but the joints of my whole body seemed to creak from the shock wave of magical power that I couldn’t handle.
“Whoa.”
White smoke rose from Mokgyedam’s mouth.
Both eyes became completely black, and red and blue magical energy flowed from the shoulders.
It was like seeing a devil that does not exist in reality. I wondered if this is what the ghost who leads the evildoers of hell would look like.
Hyeokryeonhwi looked at Mokgyedam with sad eyes.
The crosscut (十字斬) lengthwise and horizontally. That was the one-line sword method that he first taught to Mokgyedam.
Among them, Cross Cham was the beginning and end of Ilseon Dobeop, so he was a martial artist confident that he would be able to compete with the continent’s sword masters once he reached the end.
The cross was pointing towards me. In the battle of life and death, unnecessary emotions continued to shake my heart.
“Even if I die, I won’t give up on Pacheon-gyeol, right?”
“….”
“good night. “I will kill you right here and go to your son.”
Mokgyedam smiled evilly and raised the Pacheonwoldo.
“do not worry. If you just vomit, your son will have nothing to do with you, so send him straight to your place…”
Boom!
With a short, intense burst of drinking, three pieces of Mokgyedam were pushed away.
Surprise arose in his eyes, which had become black due to the true energy of the demonic forces.
‘when?’
He looked at Hyeokryeonhwi.
Clap! Clap!
The chains wrapped around Hyeokryeonhwi’s body broke of themselves and fell to the ground.
Woooooo!!
Dozens of unmixed demonic energies were forcibly tied together and began to circulate through Hyukryunhwi’s blood path.
Quad deud deuk!
Deep and thick cracks spread out beneath Hyeokryeonhwi’s feet.
Mokgyedam’s eyes widened.
Something huge was happening behind Hyeokryeonhwi’s body, which was blooming with colorful magical energy.
It wasn’t an illusion. The energy achieved was so enormous and the level achieved was so high that it was different from the momentum of an absolute expert who even unlocked the power of the upper level battle.
The colorful magical energy gushing out was rising high, creating a shape that was actually visible to the n.a.k.e.d eye.
That figure…
‘Gasp!’
Mokgyedam looked at Pacheonwoldo.
The head of a demonic beast roars, flashing with its eyes the ominous jewel holding the blade of the Pacheonwoldo.
When I looked at Hyeokryeonhwi again, I saw a demonic energy of five colors the size of a house, with its mouth wide open in the form of a demonic beast that was much more realistic than the demonic beast of Pacheonwoldo.
“The crown of Pacheonwoldo is modeled after Pacheongyeol’s beast of hell.”
Hyeokryeonhwi’s voice rang out low and loud, as if speaking from inside a cave.
“Also, Pacheongyeol is a magic technique that Zen Master Cheon Yo-myeong, the founder of divine magic, modified to enable descendants to learn more easily because he wanted to break the Gwanghyeol at some point. Contrary to what you may know, Pacheongyeol itself is an individual magical technique in the first place.”
“What?!”
“This is the original of Pacheongyeol. “It is the ultimate half-measure that seeks extreme output and absolute destructive power, which is different from the breakdown that limits output for stability.”
Flash!
When Mokgyedam saw Hyeokryeonhwi’s eyes, he felt an indescribable fear.
Hyeokryeonhwi’s bloodshot eyes were also shining with five colors. The five-colored magic energy gathered in one eye changed its position arbitrarily, creating a bizarre atmosphere.
“This is the absolute magic power and the five-colored hell power that even the old Glow-blooded cult leaders did not even dare to try to learn.”
It was Hyeokryeonhwi, who robbed dozens of people of their magical energy using energy absorption magic and forced them to use magic energy. No matter how much supreme enlightenment one attains, there is no way that one can properly embody the power of the original martial arts. This is because my basic martial arts skills are a mess.
Nevertheless, the force emanating from him overwhelmed Mokgyedam. His enlightenment was at a level that could be considered the best in martial arts, but it was also because the martial art itself, the Five-Colored Hell Ball, was amazing in the first place.
Mokgyedam, who was looking at Hyeokryeonhwi blankly, shouted hysterically.
“Crazy guy! Even though he had that kind of power, he was only confined to this desolate land of Cheonghae to rule as king!”
Hyeokryeonhwi’s face showed bitterness.
“If I could have this power entirely as my own, why wouldn’t I have gone to the Gwanghyeol?”
“…?!”
“Even if you have the power to overpower the sky, if you cannot wield it as you wish, it is only half power. Could there have been any other reason why I gave up the magic path and pursued pure martial arts?”
A look of emptiness spread across Mokgyedam’s face.
Hyeokryeonhwi slowly rolled his shoulders.
“The explanation was long. In the first place, you are not the main character of this fight. “I’m starting to leave the stage.”
“…what?”
Kaaaaang! Quad deuk!
Mokgyedam’s lower body dug into the ground.
Hyeokryeonhwi, who came like a thunderbolt, blocked the downward strike with the spear of Pacheonwoldo. However, because it could not handle all that force, half of its body was buried in the ground.
Mokgyedam’s eyes became hazy.
He was the one who saw the end of his power, even if only for a moment.
No, he was the one who felt the desire-filled power of the devil. As I caught the magical energy that flowed from Hyeokryeonhwi’s hand, I felt like I couldn’t even breathe.
Crispy!
I feel like my mind is falling apart.
Mokgyedam’s face turned white. This was because the red eyes of the gigantic hell beast standing behind Hyeokryeonhwi were staring straight at him.
That majesty, that fear.
Infinite despair that cannot be lifted even with a finger.
“Aaaah!!”
Hyeokryunhwi held the Pacheonwoldo.
Crunch!
Mokgyedam, who could not let go of Pacheonwoldo until the end, had both of his arms torn off entirely.
Even though both arms were blown away, Mokgyedam screamed with blood in his veins. You can’t even feel physical pain. The fear of facing the beast of hell embodied in the five-colored hell ball was too great.
Even the top battle that extends through the Holy Demon cannot withstand it. On the contrary, Mokgyedam was trembling with fear without even being able to die because he had penetrated a great realm.
Hyeokryeonhwi closed his eyes and swung the Pacheonhyeoldo.
Suddenly.
Mokgyedam’s head flew high into the sky.
Even as his head was separated from his body and falling through the air, his expression was distorted with fear.
“….”
Hyeokryeonhwi opened his eyes again and looked at the half-destroyed Daejeon.
“Come out now.”
