#Episode 1056
Shut up!
The flash of light that tore through the wind was indeed sharp and accurate.
Black Dragon Sword.
A boy who was only in his teens, but had distinguished himself early enough to put his young age to shame, received the first and last gift from his father with a treasured sword, and followed the owner’s hand to cut down the target in front of him with precision.
Suddenly!
Blood splattered out along with a cool cutting sound, and the pair of eyes that were looking directly at all of this sank deeply.
“What are you doing?”
It was a question filled with many things, but the answer that came back was simple and clear.
“Because it’s not the path I want to take.”
Sima Biao took his hand off the cold hilt of the sword.
The sharp blade, which was only allowed to the heir of the Black Dragon Demon Gate, had grazed the bridge of Sima Gong’s nose and cut into a puddle of blood.
He rejoices at the sight of his son growing up to be a true Safaan, and laughs at his father who willingly accepted death.
“This is my choice. “This is the path chosen by Sima Piao, who will succeed you and become the lord of the Black Dragon Demon Gate.”
“why… … !”
Sima Ma Biao stared with calm eyes at Sima Gong, who was shouting in a voice that was boiling blood.
“Because it’s not right.”
“what?”
“Because it is the best, but not the best.”
For Sima Piao, this was not a question of which came first.
It was a question of what was right and what was better.
“I had forgotten it my whole life. No, I continued to pretend not to notice because I was used to it. But not anymore.”
My past life in Gansu was truly a series of struggles.
Just like his relatives born before him, the youngest son of the Sima family also had to struggle to avoid being abandoned.
They were a family with the same bloodline, but at the same time, they were competitors competing to be the only successor, and they were no different from soldiers who obeyed the one person who passed on this bloodline.
A being who sometimes has to risk even death.
‘Father, my second brother… … !’
‘I already heard it through a messenger. The funeral will be held after all of them have been wiped out, so you know that.’
Sima Gong was a cool-headed conqueror, and it took a lot of blood and sacrifice to unify the four factions.
It was an open secret that more than five brothers and sisters had died while the Black Dragon Demon Gate encompassed all the four factions in the world and stood shoulder to shoulder with the Communist faction.
No one knew that Confucius, the youngest member of the Black Dragon Demon Gate, who was selected as the successor even though he was only in his teens, was not as cold-hearted as he seemed.
‘Why are you crying so sadly?’
‘Father, I helped the Black Dragon Demon. But he died. sad.’
‘… … !’
‘We need to find the body. I have to bury my father. But, they said they didn’t know. Taishan is sad.’
‘… … I said Taesan, follow me.’
Sima Pyo found the boy’s father, who was crying as he looked like he was in the mountains. He was buried with great care, dressed in the black dragon demon’s uniform and surrounded by a flock of crows.
And I made a friend for the first time in my life.
The only friend who is more important than family, who cares for me more than my father.
But I never thought that ten years later, I would make other friends.
“I got to know them by staying with them. “Everything ultimately depends on my choices.”
Hwaryongak.
Contrary to the grand name, in the midst of a group of less than ten people, Sima Piao was able to discover a new path that he did not know about.
There were no shackles or labels there.
We always trusted each other and fought, and that’s how we got through the crisis.
Maybe that was why.
The reason why Sima Piao looked back on his past life several times.
The reason why, at some point, I began to have unfamiliar feelings about my father who had no blood or tears.
“Suddenly a thought occurred to me. “When I get to know you, I think you are a very pitiful person.”
“… … !”
“It probably wasn’t like that from the beginning. Gradually, I became obsessed with ambition, and at some point, I began to use any means possible.”
The son who once could not bear to face his father’s cold gaze is no longer there.
At this moment, Sima Piao was looking at his father, who was about to die, with calm yet sad eyes.
“It wasn’t a coincidence.”
“that is… … what.”
“It didn’t come back by accident. I’m just here to protect you. “Not as the heir of the King of Dark Nights, but as the son who inherited the blood of Sima Gong.”
Slosh.
“Do you know?”
Sima Piao sat in a pool of blood and made eye contact with his father. I looked at his trembling eyes and spoke slowly.
“There is no son in this world who can kill his father.”
“… … !”
“I will reveal all the facts to them directly with my own mouth. “I will also tell you the story of the poor son who tried his best to pretend not to notice his father’s betrayal.”
“you.”
“I’m not looking for forgiveness. “It’s something I’m trying to endure.”
Sima Gong could not say anything in response to that calm answer that accepted everything.
I was just trying my best to suppress a feeling that I had forgotten for a long time and that suddenly came to mind here today.
In the slowly darkening field of vision. I felt my breathing becoming heavier, as if hinting at the end.
“I asked you why you did that. Why did I, who had pursued survival and profit all my life, make such a foolish choice? … .”
To find a successor to whom he can pass on everything?
no. It wasn’t.
At least at that moment, Sima Gong knew that there was another reason.
However, it is just too late to confess this.
“I am this father.”
Addressing his son, who returned to save his father’s death, Sima Gong squeezed out his voice with all his remaining strength.
Without even realizing that it was his last breath.
Sreuk.
The head suddenly bends.
The son whispered softly to his father, who met his death in a gruesome manner, just like the karma of his lifetime.
“I heard. clearly.”
Soon, along the shaking shoulders, the pool of blood soaking the father and son was trembling slightly.
* * *
Extremely trained hunting dogs always follow their master’s commands.
It looks directly at the prey pointed out by its owner, shows its teeth, growls, and finally, as soon as the leash is released, it runs forward with all its might and bites it.
Until the prey loses its breath.
Or until the owner gives the order to stop hunting and return.
Like right now.
Wedge!
A flash of light with an intense piercing sound started from the side.
But speed is always relative.
The series of processes in which the sword energy surged through the pure white sword body and fell toward the top of the head was fast, as expected of a master expert, but not for me.
Suddenly!
A space that splits in an instant.
With a cutting sound that was half a beat late, everything in the path of the silver-white spear blade was cut down.
Before I knew it, the black energy had gone out like a candle in the wind.
The sword body that contained that powerful energy.
Finally, the body of someone who carried out this fleeting attack.
Phew!
A huge amount of blood spurted out from the neatly separated body, but I did not blink even at that gruesome sight.
The same was true for other hunting dogs, who were rushing at me from all directions at this very moment.
Boom, boom! Flutter!
The first thing he did was drive the spear blade into the chest of the one charging at him from the front, and then he crushed the face of the enemy who came from a blind spot with a single blow, and at the same time pulled out the stuck spear blade and swung it.
“Sigh, bam.”
dump.
Three peak masters who fall down at the same time as the death horse that replaced Will.
No, three corpses.
However, the madness of the battle that enveloped the blood-soaked snowfield showed no signs of abating.
Shhh!
The followers of the dark heavens rush in to fill the empty space, not allowing even a moment’s gap.
And looking at those emotionless expressions and eyes that didn’t contain even an ounce of emotion, I felt extreme fatigue pressing down on my whole body.
‘How many people are there?’
I don’t know.
Because I had no time or reason to count the number of enemies who had died by my hands.
Just fight. It just keeps getting knocked down.
Those wooden dolls that have no soul.
Even though the owner who held their leash is gone, those hunting dogs and bastards who blindly carry out their duties following the last command given.
Of course I know that too.
This is a one-sided massacre, a massacre.
But it had to be done.
That’s the only way to end this bloody struggle, and it’s the only way to save at least one more ally.
Therefore, I had no choice but to hold on with all my strength to this string of consciousness that seemed ready to break at any moment.
‘come.’
I rushed toward the enemies, thinking in my mind.
To be precise, it was about to rush in.
At that very moment, until I felt my vision becoming distant.
“… … !”
A red alarm bell rang in my head.
A danger signal that my mental power, which had been reaching its limit for a long time, could not bear.
But by the time I gritted my teeth and opened my eyes, it was already too late.
Shut up!
Suddenly, in my slanted field of vision, about a dozen blades were raining down on my body, which had stumbled before I knew it.
Blurry, yet slow.
The problem was that, unlike his extremely sharp eyes, his brain, which needed to quickly issue commands and move his body, was as rigid as a stone statue.
‘Damn it.’
In a world that had slowed down, I cursed inwardly.
They were not blood sword demons, great sorcerers, or possessed inaction comparable to the dark demons.
No, it’s not enough.
A gap that would have made me snort if it were me in normal times.
Nevertheless, I had an intuition that I would not be able to completely avoid their attacks.
Even while my body was not moving, a ridiculous thought suddenly crossed my mind.
‘Level Up, will this help me recover if my limbs are cut off?’
But fortunately, there was no situation that would cause people like Cheongpung to worry about an unpleasant first experience.
The next moment, a huge sound that rang out from somewhere blew away any concerns I had.
Whoa!
It literally happened in the blink of an eye.
With a huge shadow rising over the shoulders of the enemies rushing towards me, the large and beautiful Daechojagon (大梢子棍), as its name suggests, split the space like a thunderbolt.
Quad deuk!
If someone were to ask me if I had seen five heads blown away with a single blow, I would nod my head without hesitation.
I can also tell you the name of the top prospect who will bombard the modern major league, which has now become a playground for awakened players.
Of course, that crazy idiot will introduce himself before anyone can say anything.
Like right now.
“Taesan! come! I saw! “I hit you!”
“Good job! Now, next, body slam!”
And starting with Namho, who was sitting on Taesan’s shoulder, who said something that would make even Caesar cry, familiar faces popped out like beams of light.
“Confucius, no, your benefactor! “No, footnote!”
Suddenly!
Ju Hwa-ran splits the enemy’s head by spitting out a three-step change that would put even a Transformer to shame.
“conflict! How dare you guys try to harm the leader! Courage is a virtual thing, but for that, it is this body, the leader’s right arm and heart! It’s me, Hyukmoo… … “Oh f*ck!”
Kang!
Hyeok Moo-jin rushes in with all his might, but retreats in haste due to a counterattack from an unexpectedly superior enemy.
“Well, doesn’t that guy know how to fight with his mouth open?”
“You sleep first.”
Poop!
Song Il-seom and Song Il-seom, who save Hyuk Mu-jin and cut down the remaining enemies in one go… … Wait, who was that black furry guy?
“Seven sects of black horses?”
At the four letters that suddenly slipped out of his lips, the middle-aged man, a former magician, contorted his already ferocious face.
“Not a black horse, but a white horse! Welcome to the eldest brother of the Seven Hundred Horses! I forgot who I went through all this trouble for… … !”
“Keep your voice down. “When you say something nice.”
When I saw the greeting girl keeping her mouth shut in response to Joo Hwaran’s chilling warning, I couldn’t help but laugh.
Just because it looks good.
Knowing that I didn’t lose anyone.
and… … .
I was able to see one last person who I thought would be separated forever like this.
“Are you here?”
In response to the question I suddenly asked, Sama Pyo, who I don’t know when he appeared, shrugged his shoulders.
“Is it too late?”
no.
No way.
