Episode 254: The Art of Fighting (3)
As soon as Permish opened his lips, the giant’s fists rained down. In the cold winter of the gray-white sky, fierce raindrops struck the ground like the midsummer monsoon season.
The giant destroyed the heavens and the earth with a cruel and gentle face, taking away life.
“Top! Right ahead!”
As the end approached, the association officials shouted. The desperate cries clashed within the helmet.
Accordingly, heroes wearing visors each manifested their own blessings and erected a shield wall to form a turtle-shaped formation. The Testudo, the ancient Roman phalanx.
“Mid and jungle are in there!”
‘Mid’ and ‘Jungle’ quickly fled inside the formation, and ‘Bottom’ tried to keep some distance. But not everyone can avoid it.
The Buddha statue had a total of two thousand arms hanging from its back like fans. The speed at which it was throwing its fists was also manipulated, so that only an afterimage could be seen.
Speed and weight were multiplied. What can we say about the destructive power? With one fist that fell like a meteorite, it was enough to collapse the shields built by dozens of people.
“Fuck-al!”
The heroes tried to endure it by resorting to evil.
Boom!
Unable to withstand the giant’s hammer, he was eventually flattened along with his shield. The heroes raised their shields while covered in the blood of their comrades. They knew that if they were to be immersed in sorrow, they would not be able to avoid the same fate.
Euaaa …
The long ridges of the mudslide stretched out. The indiscriminate firing of the giant’s fists crushed the heroes like ants. The ground was leveled. Pieces of flesh were flying everywhere. Blood flowed into the concave furrows, forming puddles of blood.
Permish watched the gruesome scene from above the giant’s head, his arms folded leisurely.
“Yes, this is what you humans are like. You are lowly beings who crawl on the ground like insects, and whose bodies explode at the touch of our demons. That is what you humans are, you lowly beings. Now, learn your lesson, okay?”
Permish wore a long, torn smile that could hardly be called a child’s.
“Since there is no one left to live with, I guess I will realize my place in the afterlife. That is quite enjoyable in its own way.”
Permish thought. He has no personal ill feelings toward humans. What good would it do to harbor feelings beyond irritation toward bugs? The commander is this kind of person. The perspective is different. He cannot see humans as humans. It is not that he ‘does not’ do it, but that he ‘cannot’ do it. This is the same among humans. It is no different from the vested interests not understanding the ecology of those who are in the blind spot of human rights.
“By the way.”
Permish looked around widely. The battlefield was a mess, but the old man with the sword had disappeared.
‘He is an awakened one.’
There was no way she could have been this bad. She was someone I knew better than anyone, having faced her in person centuries ago.
‘And above all.’
Heavenly Sword, Strong Sword Horse.
I was still concerned about that guy’s presence. He hadn’t been seen since a while ago. The number of swords flying through the air had noticeably decreased.
Permish rolled her eyes here and there. Since she was a person who could not let her guard down by nature, Lord Kuarn gave her permission to go.
If not, Kuarn would not have taken such a huge risk to open the gate.
“I am favored by Lord Kuarn.”
So, we must not betray that expectation.
‘I will slaughter all the bugs that get in the way of Kuarn.’
In addition, he kills the swordsman that Kuarn-nim is watching over in the pain of karma. Because his brother’s interest is only his own.
Wedge!
Permish tilted his head back to avoid the sudden blow. A piece of sashimi was stuck at the foot of his foot.
As Permish averted his gaze, he saw the sword master dashing towards him on his sword. He snatched the sashimi from the air and threw it back like a dagger.
Permish flinched for a moment at the unexpected surprise. For a moment, his face crumpled into a grim expression.
“You’re so arrogant, you know, you’ve got wings.”
She snapped her fingers. The giant turned the trajectory of his fist upward.
“But even if it has wings, it is still a bug.”
Heavy fists swept through the clouds as if pounding them. The barrage of fists flew as if they were eating away at the sword master’s vision. If he counterattacked them one by one, he would burst like a fly.
‘Avoid.’
He approached, avoiding all of them. The sword master, who had lowered his posture, grabbed the handle of his sword with one hand. Like a surfer riding a wave. The straight sword that carried him drew a smooth path, squeezing between the gaps between his fists.
The more skillfully I dodged here and there, the more momentum I gained. I was riding the momentum as if I was letting the current take over.
The swordsman continued to advance, his white hair dangling. As he did so, his front teeth dug into his wrinkled lips.
‘shit.’
I had to pretend not to see the tragedy unfolding on the ground. I had to fix my eyes tightly in front of me. If only to make their sacrifices meaningless, at least until the Ganggeomma finished preparing.
‘Furthermore, if I could even cause a small wound.’
I quickly closed the distance. I quickly threw the sashimi. Only then did I realize why Kanggeomma insisted on using this knife.
Daiso sashimi for 3,000 won. The quality was better than I expected and it was useful. In other words, it was good value for money.
Ting- tidding-!
The pebbles and sashimi that Permush fired like a machine gun collided in the air. Permush glared and growled.
“You little fly.”
Soon, the sword master succeeded in deflecting all of the attacks. As soon as he landed, he pushed the head of the Buddha statue away with his hind legs and advanced forward. A sharp sword strike.
“Okay.”
Permish spread out his palm and scattered gravel on the floor. He slumped his shoulders and clenched his fists.
“If you want a fight so badly, I’ll play along to your rhythm.”
The stone debris wrapped around Permish’s forearm. The gauntlet formed in an instant. She stepped into the leaping stance.
As the swordsmen leapt forward, the two new forms collided in the center.
-Quaqua light!
In the blink of an eye, countless attacks and blows took place between the two. Sparks and crackling noises repeatedly flickered above the giant’s head.
The swordsman who confronted Permish head-on was secretly surprised. He was surprised at how great the martial arts of a man who only did gravel were, and at himself who was fighting a one-on-one duel with the legion commander.
However, this does not mean that the situation is entirely positive.
‘There is not much time left.’
The power of awakening is expendable. It takes life in exchange for great power.
The sword master tried to shake off his impatience and swung his sword calmly. “Tung” He deflected the punch with the blade of his sword. “Shut” He swung his sword and persistently aimed only at the vital points.
Defense was intentionally left out. The best defense is offense. It is the most basic of the basics of fighting.
The battle gradually turned towards the swordsman. Permish was also there to help him out, and he was unbeatable in close combat. He also awakened his protection using life as fuel.
The movements were lighter than at the peak, and the blade became sharper with each passing moment. The golden eye found regularity and created weaknesses in the opponent.
Eventually, Permish’s hind leg got caught in his front ankle. His fist and foot became entangled in a skilled swordplay.
The inspector didn’t miss the opportunity. He shouted at the flag.
“Permish, you bitch, you don’t even have any blood on your head!”
He gathered a pure white aura and coated the blade with it, then struck diagonally from the lower right to the upper left.
Phew- Boom!
Permush, who had received the sword wind with his chest, was struck by the giant’s headdress. The sword master took a deep breath and glared at Permush.
It was engraved as if it had been part of an original mural painting. Its head was down, so its eyes were not visible, but its mouth was clearly visible. It was splitting itself open.
“… Hehehe.”
The laughter is ominous. Permish twisted her whole body and walked away from the wall. She said, leisurely shaking her skirt.
“I admit it. You have reached the realm of the Sword Master for a moment.”
The sword master frowned at the unexpected praise. The man’s skirt was torn and tattered. There were quite a few blood lines on his cheeks. However, a faint pleasure spread across his lips.
Permish met the swordsman’s eyes. The bastard’s eyes were still dull and dead.
“It’s just a shame, if only you were younger you would have surpassed your ancestors.”
Suddenly Permish raised three fingers.
“There are three reasons why you are dying today. First, because you met me, who has dealt with the Awakened. Second, because you met me only today.”
She said, folding her fingers one by one.
“Third, meeting me.”
“You have a talent for making something trivial seem grandiose.”
Despite the swordsman’s accusations, Permish just giggled.
“You too have a mouth like your ancestors. Aaron Nibelung also had a rather harsh tongue, despite his appearance. She was an interesting woman.”
His dry eyes traced back hundreds of years into the past. Permish closed his eyes, opened them, and opened his mouth.
“Tell me where that black-haired brat is, and I’ll show my respect by blowing his head off in one blow.”
“Do you think I should tell you?”
“no.”
Permish chuckled and shook his head.
“It was something I said before.”
The next moment, Permish curled his ten fingers like eagle talons, hanging his raised nails in the air.
The inspector opened his eyes wide at the shocking scene that followed. This was because he could see the texture of space rippling from each of the bastard’s fingers.
“Do you know the best way to get rid of bugs in a rice bin?”
“… … !”
Permish raised the corners of his lips at the embarrassed swordsman.
“It’s like turning it over in its entirety.”
Permish’s ten fingers clawed at the air, as if pulling down an invisible curtain.
“Mantra”
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Swastika
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The earth tilted. The mad sky turned upside down. The horizon swallowed the sun and then spat it back out.
There was no loud noise like before. It just mocked the common sense that the soles of the feet are always on the ground.
Those who held on to the earth fell into the sky. Those who were hanging in the air, on the contrary, were thrown to the ground.
In a world turned upside down, the only thing standing upright is a demon in the form of a girl.
“ha ha ha!”
Permish looked up and went crazy. His eyes, devoid of color, were filled with the upper world, which was either the sky or the ground.
“…iced coffee.”
He barely managed to plant the blade on the ground, but the sword master was left hanging on the hilt. Up until now, he had tried not to despair. He had lived with the possibility that he could stand up to any formidable opponent with just his sword.
But now, the man’s beliefs were being torn to shreds along with the heavens.
‘Who can stop that devil who is tormenting the world?’
Grief and despair consumed the sword master. If I let go of this sword hilt, I will be engulfed in those gray clouds. That was the moment when he looked back and forth between the sword and his feet with bewildered eyes.
“… … !”
The figures, flapping their ivory wings, quickly approached. From the ground, from the clouds, from the sky… They soared toward Permish, each holding a piece of sashimi in both hands.
“That’s… … .”
Permish, who had been scheming, finally showed confusion on his face. It was the first time since the battle that he had shown a sense of defeat.
Damn it.
There was a sound of footsteps, it was hard to tell if they were coming from the sky or the ground. However… … .
Damn it.
Who is the owner of the footsteps?
Damn it.
Everyone knew it.
