＃Episode 1037
Sima Piao suddenly thought.
Where is this place and who are you?
And what on earth should he do in the face of enemies constantly flocking at this very moment?
Flutter!
In the meantime, the sword he instinctively unfolded cut off the enemy’s head, but Sima Biao already knew that.
Even if we defeat dozens or hundreds of enemies, tens of thousands of enemies remain behind us.
The power he possesses is too weak to overturn this unfavorable situation.
Car window! Quad deuk!
“Aaaah!”
“Wow… … !”
A terrible scream echoed from all directions.
No, to be exact, it is only the screams of ‘our allies’.
Under the constantly gushing fountain of blood, Sima Biao, standing at the center of the rapidly crushing battle line, read the future that was about to unfold.
‘If it continues like this… … ‘Everything is over.’
Unlike my tired body, my mind is colder than ever.
Therefore, Sima Pyo’s judgment was cool-headed and accurate.
When two groups of equal numbers clash, what ultimately determines the winner is the quality and momentum of the troops.
In that sense, Amcheon’s forces were currently overwhelming our troops in every way.
‘The length of the meal should be long. No, some. In it, the front line completely collapses.’
Sima Piao silently swallowed those words, which would have caused despair if anyone on his side had heard them, and rushed towards another enemy.
I thought of Jin Tae-kyung, who had already dug deep into enemy territory and was now hidden from view by countless enemies.
And instead of following him, he pours out his anger and resentment towards himself for doing nothing but maintaining the line.
Suddenly!
The upper body being cut in two with a simple blow.
Underneath the enemy’s blood pouring down, the young warrior, who was already trembling with a sense of death, smiled.
“Thank you… … uh?”
Two wide-open eyes and a dazed voice.
Just as the young man who was barely old enough to recognize Sima Piao immediately, Sima Piao was also able to recognize the black dragon demon uniform he was wearing.
It also feels somehow familiar.
‘Where did you see it?’
However, the question that crossed his mind only lasted for a moment; the next moment, Sima Biao had to hurriedly turn his body and swing his sword.
Shirik, kagagak!
The enemy’s sword energy and sword energy, which flew rapidly through space, clashed fiercely.
Unlike the empty, corpse-like eyes seen between the weapons facing each other, the flash of sword energy was shining brightly and sharply.
Even more than Sima Piao’s own.
‘master… … !’
Although it was only one short clash, the considerable gap was enough to be felt through the skin and into the bones.
However, the only thing that Sima Piao did not feel at that moment was.
Damn.
His sword, which had already become worn and dull after clashing with dozens of enemies, was too weak to withstand the intense sword power of his opponent, who proved that he had reached the end of his climax.
Kwachang!
A short but intense clash.
And as if to signal the end, the blade, cut in half, soars high into the air and a beam of light reaches straight toward the target.
‘danger!’
The moment he looked directly at that extremely dangerous and destructive flash, a red alarm rang in Sima Piao’s head.
At the same time, instinct ahead of reason whispered to him.
Avoid it immediately.
Survive at all costs, no matter how ugly it may be.
but… … .
‘Where on earth should I flee?’
As time passed slowly like a flash, Sima Biao clearly felt everything around him.
Cha chachang! Poop!
OMG!
The noise of blades exploding ceaselessly. Blood and death sprinkled fleetingly on top of it.
And even in this hopeless situation, our allies are fighting against the enemy, maintaining their lines so tightly that their shoulders brush against each other.
Sima Piao could clearly feel the trembling breaths flowing from between their lips, and at the same time, he had an intuition.
‘A place to avoid… … does not exist.’
no. Wrong.
In fact, there were many ways to avoid it.
Right now, he could quickly jump to the left or right to avoid it, or he could bend his body and roll to avoid the enemy’s sword energy as much as possible.
Naryeotagon (懶驢打滾)?
It didn’t matter. Because in the face of death, the word “face” was nothing more than a luxury.
Even if they were covered in dirt rather than blood, it was the way of the evil sect to survive, even if it meant using one of their allies as a shield.
Regardless of means or methods.
Because that was the teaching of Sima Gong, the King of the Dark Night, from his father who passed down his blood to him.
‘Yes, it certainly was.’
But not anymore.
one year.
The son, who escaped the dark shadow of his father that had been hanging over his head his whole life, changed as he met many people and experienced many events in that short period of time.
Therefore, it was invisible to Sima Biao at this moment.
It was certainly avoidable, but it was unavoidable.
If you don’t pay attention to the seemingly stopped flow of time and dodge that sword energy that slowly spreads out, someone among your allies will definitely die.
‘This is a damn thing.’
A swear word quietly floating from the tip of the tongue.
But Sima Biao didn’t notice.
Before you know it, a faint smile appears on your lips.
Even though I saw death approaching right in front of me, I felt strangely relieved.
And I thought as I fired the dagger I had hidden under my sleeve.
It suddenly occurred to me that if someone were watching this, they would probably praise it.
‘This is a good ending for a Sapa bastard, isn’t it? footnote.’
Sima Biao smiled brightly.
At the same time, he felt the enemy’s sword energy becoming more fierce, engulfing the flying dagger and striking towards his chest.
Along with the unexpected sharp porosity of the two stems.
Suddenly! Poop!
Sima Piao looked at him with wide eyes.
At the last moment when he sensed the end, he saw the back of someone who jumped in front of him.
And the black-blue blade pierced the enemy’s neck, grazing his staggering shoulder with blood spattering from his chest.
‘This.’
Sima Piao was able to immediately recognize the extremely familiar blade.
He was also the owner of the powerful weapon contained in his favorite weapon, the Black Dragon Sword, which he had left behind before the meeting with the Blood Sword Demon Army.
“You seem like a fool.”
That voice is so familiar, yet at the same time so cool that I can never get used to it.
Flutter!
The twisted sword of the Black Dragon Island completely cut off the enemy’s head, and then a black strong energy that rose up like wildfire attacked the entire front line.
Quad deuk!
A violent wind of blood swept away dozens of enemies. All of our allies, who witnessed the incredible inaction before their eyes, let out a belated cry.
“Woah, Munju!”
“Lord Moon has arrived!”
It was exactly what it said.
The Black Night King, Sima Gong.
The giant tree that supports the Sapa martial forest has finally appeared on the front line. He was accompanied by the elite warriors of the Black Dragon Demon Gate under his command.
“Hit it.”
The moment when a short command flowed from between tightly closed lips.
Shhh! Quang!
Dozens of peak masters fell among the enemies.
At that incredible sight, cheers erupted from everywhere, and at that moment, none of the allies guarding the front line dared to doubt.
why. Has it only appeared now?
Even though there was clearly enough time, why did they stay in the rear all this time?
However, one person was an exception.
“You’re late.”
The son did not look at his father, whom he faced on the battlefield.
Sima Pyo’s gaze was focused on the body of someone who had sacrificed himself for him a little while ago, and was now cooling down.
The young warrior he had saved once before, who seemed to have not lost his hair yet.
However, the father’s response as he glanced at the body following his son’s gaze was extremely cold.
“You died because you were weak.”
“you’re right. “If I had been strong, I would have lived.”
Sima Piao calmly nodded.
And he spat it out without hesitation.
“Then, what were you doing that made you so strong?”
“what?”
“Those monsters called black ghosts did not come this way. “Perhaps if you had joined us at the right time, we would have been able to completely destroy the enemy’s lines.”
Why didn’t the dark ghost appear?
Even though there was a large army of 30,000 led by Sima Gong, the King of the Dark Night, and it could be said to be the core of this battlefield, why did they not target this place?
And why have you been ignoring this golden opportunity?
The father’s gaze toward his son, who was expressing a question that everyone had momentarily forgotten, sank deeply.
-What do you want to say?
My son chuckled at the sound that suddenly penetrated his ears.
– Why are you scared because there are so many ears listening?
– How dare you… … .
– I already guessed that you had other thoughts. But no way, I did it. I wanted to continue to believe.
The son, or rather Sima Pyo, took a deep breath.
– Still, he is my father.
– … … !
– Do you still not understand why I volunteered to go to that place that was almost like a risk?
Sima Piao already knew instinctively.
That his father already had other feelings.
If the heir who would pass on everything he had achieved throughout his life had not been in danger, he would not have appeared here now.
“But please rest assured. No matter how this battlefield is decided, the Black Dragon Demon Gate will survive.”
The son, who had chosen a different path from his father for the first time, turned around without hesitation. And before jumping towards his enemies, he said something that might be his last.
“It looks like the other one is already dead. Unfortunately.”
The son left, leaving behind those meaningless words, and the father remained.
And when Sima Gong’s gaze, which had been frozen like a stone statue, turned to the fallen body, he suddenly remembered.
A few days ago, while crossing the desert, I saw a middle-aged man and a young man who dared to talk about the secret history related to the Black Dragon Demon Gate and Sima Pao.
His own command that decided their fate once and for all.
‘Let them take action.’
The order at that time was properly carried out.
They were placed in the most dangerous front line, and eventually both met death.
But Sima Gong, the King of the Black Night, did not know.
No, no one would have known.
Who would have thought that a young man who had been driven to death by his cold-hearted father would save his son?
“… … “What an ironic fate.”
Sima Gong, who was slightly worried, suddenly looked down at the black dragon sword in his hand.
The treasured sword that I gave to my son as my first and last gift was now shining on an old man with complicated eyes.
Right at that moment. There was also a distant flash of light that exploded in the distance.
* * *
It was like a lightning strike.
Lightning strikes continuously, tearing and burning everything with irresistible, overwhelming force.
But at this moment, everyone who was looking at the scene unfolding in the distance with wide eyes knew.
I was aware of it through the sensation of my whole body being completely tense, and through the instincts and common sense I had as a warrior.
The identity of those countless flashes of light that explode and color the whole place without stopping is like the blade in their hands.
Shut up!
Dozens of dazzling beams of light tore through the space and the darkness cast by dark clouds.
They freely crossed the air like living creatures, sweeping away beings who could no longer be said to be alive because they could not feel emotions.
Quad deud deuk!
Instead of a scream, an absolutely terrifying sound of destruction rang out.
The weapon, which was created through hundreds of hardenings in the land beyond the desert, was crushed into pieces the moment it came into contact with the waves of steel, not to mention the body of the owner who owned it.
Chop, patter, patter!
Blood gushing out like waves.
Underneath the red shower that exploded from the bodies of dozens of people and wetted all directions, there was one person walking slowly.
Slosh.
It’s sticky. The blood that had pooled up to my ankles was oozing out, and the foul smell of blood seeped into my nostrils.
However, even though he looked like a bloodthirsty person covered in blood from head to toe, Jin Tae-gyeong continued to move forward.
With great waves of steel under his will alone.
Clap, twang!
A sound that resonates with the sound of something hitting each other. At the same time, Jin Tae-kyung’s fingers moved slightly.
Kang!
Five great swords floating in the air spread their wide blades and covered the sides.
The fact that the steel shield, spread out like flower petals in full bloom, blocked the arrowheads flying in succession happened in the blink of an eye.
Kakakakang!
Dozens of arrows bounce off and spit out sparks.
However, Jin Tae-kyung did not pay attention to the sudden surprise attack.
Because he has already made the three-field radius his own space.
And someone who hides in the gaps between numerous allies and fires a surprise attack will no longer be able to carry out a surprise attack like before.
‘good.’
There was no need to turn your head to check the enemy’s location.
Jin Tae-gyeong gave an order, and the five swords that had acted like shields just by that act turned into huge arrows and were fired.
Puff poop!
In just a short space of time, more than twenty people lost their lives.
The enemy who shot Yeonno, blocked the flying Daedo, or stayed by his side.
They all died like that.
However, the five sacks also failed to return.
Jin Tae-kyung also had obvious limitations in shooting steel, each weighing tens of pounds, like a thunderbolt.
Wow.
Jin Tae-kyung gritted his teeth quietly as a terrible headache suddenly struck him.
‘Was it too greedy?’
Unlike the lower middle, the middle middle is the realm of will, which means mental power.
Controlling this many weapons was enough to be called a miracle, but injecting energy into each and every one and controlling them perfectly was a different matter.
If you are an expert who has reached a certain level, you can easily block weapons that only have strength and speed.
Like right now.
Poop! Kakakakang!
The weapon fired again with the help of will pierces flesh and bone.
However, while breaking through a distance of about a dozen pieces, the number of blades, which had been one hundred, was reduced by half, and some enemies who had reached the peak began to throw them away without difficulty.
‘Not yet, not yet.’
Immediately after the battle began, he had already defeated hundreds of enemies alone.
No, it might be over 1,000.
A divine status that can truly be called Ikkidangcheon (一騎當千).
but… … .
‘This isn’t enough.’
Jin Tae-kyung knew.
The deeper you delve into the enemy lines, and the closer you get to Jeokcheon River facing the Blood Sword Demon Army, the stronger the enemies become.
In order to defeat all the endless waves of enemies at this very moment, you must explode everything given to you.
‘Only one thing. One blow is enough.’
The moment when a thought that came to mind became a will and manifested itself.
Sreuk. Cha cha cha chang!
Dozens of military flags surrounding Jin Tae-kyung fell from the air.
Except for one spear that has never lost its shine despite being covered in more blood than any other blade.
‘now.’
Hwareuk.
In the shaking space, white flames engulfed in strong energy blazed and shot out.
And at the end of that fierce flash that cut through hundreds of waves of people, there was one person.
Kwaaaaang!
The new type is pushed away by the enormous force of the spear blade, accompanied by a roar that sounds like the sky is splitting apart.
The Blood Sword Demon Army, which was about to attack the blood-soaked Jeokcheon River, exposed its blood-soaked teeth as it looked at Jin Tae-kyung, who had turned into finely chopped pieces of meat and stood tall on the scattered red road.
“So, are you here?”
