Chapter 11 Guests

The White House gatekeepers were taking a break from lunch, huddled in a circle under the eaves of the dining hall.
The morning class seemed to have taken a breather, and we talked about various things.
The afternoon class, on the other hand, had dark complexions and couldn’t even make simple conversation.
I’m trying to conserve my energy for the inferno that’s about to begin.
Kyo looked at the group and encouraged them.
“Cheer up, everyone. It’s the last day.”
Usually, rainy weather is a reason to postpone training, but not today.
Earlier, the cooperative was adamant about its intentions.
There’s a reason, of course.
It was unlikely that Chuliu Hyeon, who had claimed to be a transmogrifier, would have devised such a bizarre physical training method without thinking.
‘I’m sure the Rumor Lord has arranged for you to get something out of this arduous process. ‘Well, by the way, ……, when are you going to be overthrown?
Right then.
Quack-!
From the north gate, there was a loud bang as if something was crashing, and I could feel the vibrations as if part of the fence was crumbling.
The Mundos’ complexions changed at the unexpected commotion.
“What!”
“S, raid……?”
Like the governor of Munjung, he didn’t hesitate to give orders quickly.
“All, sheathe your swords and follow me!”
He then singled out the two young men and said.
“You keep watch over the storeroom, and you hurry to the elder!”
“Old man!”
The two answered in unison, and before they could disappear around the corner of the dining hall, the rest of the Mundo drew their swords and formed up.
With that, a hundred or so people, led by Kokugak, started running north.
* * *
A large garden on the north side of the White Gate grounds.
“Whoa, whoa.”
The iron currents that broke through the fence snapped the reins and the horse, head tilted, scratched at the wet ground and came to a halt.
The wind sent the connected wagon sailing forward, and then it came crashing down with a thud.
The lioness, who had been suffering from motion sickness for a while, stuck her neck out over the railing and vomited.
“Woof, woof…… woof…….”
The iron trail from the horse looked at him and said bluntly.
“This is gross.”
The lioness was in the middle of a vomit fit.
“Hey, you son of a bitch, this is all because of you!
He turned to stare at the gaping hole in the wall.
“You’re just in time.”
Suddenly, countless footsteps pounded behind them, and the White Gate guards appeared, panting.
“Who…… what? Rumor masters!”
Turning his head at the startled exclamations of the cohort, Chulyu Hyeon gestured expressionlessly.
“Enough greetings, get ready for the guests.”
The eyes of the bewildered Mundos soon turned to the cart.
“Guests? Is that them?
The group in the wagon is now all dead and stunned except for one who is vomiting.
Something wasn’t right.
From the way they’re dressed to the fact that they’re all dressed up, they don’t look like guests.
An iron currents flickered across his head.
“Not you.”
“Yes?”
Ning’s eyes widened as he asked, and Chulleuhyeon replied nonchalantly.
“They’re just workers.”
Tae-sa-jah stood up with his eyes wide open as Gyomuk-gak and the others repeatedly looked puzzled.
“What are you talking about, you crazy person, I’m a free agent!
Ho-hum.
Papapapat, papapapat-.
A series of sharp wind chimes cut through the steady rain and reached the Mundos’ ears.
“Enemy?
The grizzled cooper reflexively put his hand on the hilt of his sword.
That’s when Chulleu Hyeon spoke in an impassive voice.
“Welcome, guests.”
As if on cue, a wave of creepy crawlies from beyond the broken walls.
Pot, papat, pot-!
Instantly, the Mundos’ pupils rippled with transparency.
That’s why I’ve often recognized the identity of the man in front of me.
“Angel Ark!
Once inside the garden, Gulmahun soon spotted a young man in front of him and stopped.
‘……!’
The alpha male stopped moving abruptly, and his subordinates lined up behind him.
Gulmahun’s eyes fluttered wide.
“Oh my God.
It’s hard to believe at first glance.
I never thought I’d see the formerly vegetable-like Xomunju Chullehorn awaken.
The poisonous pills given to the old practitioners, known as the Muzhang Closing Spirit Dan, are nearly impossible to self-detoxify when taken regularly.
Even if you have a good lawmaker come in and take care of it, it’s still hard to figure out why.
One.
How did Chul Ryu-hyeon overcome the toxicity of unscented lungwort and regain his sanity?
Questions swirling around in your head with a tail between your legs.
Just as he did, Chulhuim frowned as the angelic horde gave him a puzzled look.
“Why did you leave the door open and come in there?”
Gulmahun had an ominous feeling when he heard that.
I was deeply suspicious of his demeanor, as he didn’t even flinch.
“Did you know this room was coming?
I don’t think you can be as calm as I am unless you’re expecting an unexpected surprise.
Meanwhile, Co-Mu-Gak immediately understood the situation and was inwardly impressed.
‘I can’t believe he actually showed up here……! Huh, the rumor mill has already seen it all!
I didn’t realize that what I had said about Gulmahun coming to me would come true in this way.
For now, the intentions of the angelic horde seemed clear.
Mute.
Yes, Operation Annihilation.
He must have sensed something was amiss with the Eternal Enemy and brought his elite forces here.
As a notorious force, it is clear that it intends to crush with force and disregard for reason.
Each one of them exudes a deep sense of life and fighting spirit, and they’ll even draw their swords, so you’d better watch out and sleep.
The iron streamers cut straight to the heart of the opponent.
“You’re here to kill them all, what are you waiting for?”
Then one of Gulmahun’s eyebrows twitched.
Too laid-back for a crisis.
Bluffing?
No, it doesn’t.
I’m guessing they’ve been preparing for this raid.
‘There’s a part of me that believes in something. Nine times out of ten.’
I had a conversation with a doctor once.
-If I don’t hear from you for more than three or four days, I will assume that you’ve been compromised, that your plans have been discovered, and that I will make a surprise raid on the White House myself. So you will do your job and do it well. Do you understand?
It’s unclear how he recovered, but he must have gotten some testimony about it.
If so, the only alternative that the defunct White House can come up with right now is to borrow force from other rulers.
However, there were only about a hundred people here, and no other signs of the White House checkpoints, including the cooperative theater, were detected.
Besides, the group of strangers on the other side of the cart, all but one of them lying down asleep, didn’t seem to care.
This makes it even more questionable.
Why is Chul Ryuhyeon’s posture so relaxed when he has no visible support power…….
You’ll just have to find out for yourself.
Gulmahun’s eyes flashed as he flexed the five fingers that gripped the hilt of his sword.
“Well, since this is what happened…… either way, there’s gonna be blood.”
The flesh-filled eyes speak for themselves.
Then Chuliu Hsin turned to the Mundos gathered around him and said.
“Just wait.”
And then he walked away.
The co-op tries to follow suit.
“It’s a command.”
At the sound of Chul Ryu Hyeon’s firm voice, Nimoyuk couldn’t help but freeze.
A sound that pierces your ears.
.
It was the iron currents.
He practiced the art of telegraphy, the secret communication of words.
For a moment, a strange chill ran through the room.
‘Oh, my God, you’ve mastered the whole tone……!
Prior to his vegetative state, Ironclaw did not originally have the ability to cast Transmitting Sound Secret.
Whether or not you’ve mastered the fundamentals, you’re not at that level.
But now it was stealthy and precise.
This means that his martial arts studies have been excelling during his stay in his hometown.
“You’ve achieved a breakthrough!
A dozen paces ahead of him, Cheolryuhyun gestured to Gulmahun, who stood a short distance away.
“Apparently, you’ve been picking out the good guys in the chambers of angels, and you’ve done a bad job.”
A middle-aged swordsman from the opposing faction stepped forward to speak on Gulmahun’s behalf.
“If you’ve heard everything from the enemy…… I wonder what preparations they’ve made for our arrival.”
It was a forbidden spot for the Ark of the Covenant Venomous Blade.
Immediately afterward, Chulleuhorn shrugged his shoulders.
“I didn’t hear about the raid?”
“What?”
“Don’t be surprised, if you’ve lived long enough, you’ve got a certain amount of foresight.”
He was in disbelief.
I’ve lived too long.
What kind of bullshit is this guy, barely 20 years old, talking about?
He continued to speak, unperturbed.
“I know you don’t want to know how many I’ve prepared in advance, but as you can see, that’s all the people here. There’s no ambush.”
“Why are you upfront about that?”
At the same time as Geumjaji’s question, Chulyu Hyeon crossed his arms in response.
“It’s nice to see blood, but do we really need a bunch of people tangled up in it?”
“What do you mean?”
“Let me make you an offer that will make your ears perk up.”
Hearing Chu Liuhui’s words, Jin Zhaoxi turned his gaze back.
Meeting his gaze, Gulmahun waved his hand in a gesture of interest.
“Let’s hear it.”
Chullehorn said, without changing his expression.
“Why don’t we settle this one on one?”
Then the complexions of the angelic hosts, including Gulmahun, changed.
A head-to-head matchup, that’s a proposition no one saw coming.
Soon, a muffled cry escaped Gulmahun’s lips.
“Ha, ha, ha…… hahahaha! Hahahaha!”
Geumjajum followed suit and started laughing out loud.
It was an obvious mockery.
In contrast, the White House gatekeepers became contemplative.
“Hey, hey, hey……! You’re fighting the Hundred-headed Sword, what are you going to do?
Iron Ripple said in a bland voice.
“Laugh after you beat me.”
At that moment, Gulmahun smiled and waved his left hand lightly.
Received.
Seeing this, Geumjazi entered the room and stomped the rain-soaked ground with his inner ball.
Bam!
A poisoned doorway, like a snake slithering out.
In a flash, he stepped in front of Chu Liuhui and thrust out his superior sword.
Shuhaak-!
A sharp rippling sound made by the nimble Balblades.
One.
Bang!
A piercing sound of steel erupted, and Jin Zhao’s upper body bent sharply backward.
“Ugh!”
Chullehorn suddenly unclenched his arms and drew his soy sauce sword.
Even.
Boom!
To a swift counterattack.
Tsk-!
Geumjazi narrowly avoided the blow, and winced at the searing pain that shot through his wrist.
“Boom!
No way is Iron Streamer’s sword power this high?
Unbelievable.
This doesn’t make any common sense.
A soy sauce sword rushes in front of him in the blink of an eye.
Boom!
It’s like a mountainous mountain rushing at you.
Geum Jiajia quickly raised his sword of excellence and concentrated his efforts.
Kakang-perhurrrrr!
A swirling mist from the black pole, and raindrops that spread like a whirlwind.
“Kahhhhh!”
Letting out a monotone scream, the golden dot slid backward hard, both feet scraping the garden floor.
A long, echoing trail that speaks to the power of the sword.
Hot!
Gulmahun quickly stretched out his left hand and grabbed the younger brother of Geumjajeom who had reached in front of him.
“Off…….”
A thin trickle of blood runs down the side of his mouth.
It was a sign of inner turmoil.
A quiet ripple traveled through the bowels.
Before the shocking nothingness of the Iron Liuhua, all of the guards of the Angelic Chamber and the gatekeepers of the White Sword Gate were speechless.
Then.
Holding his soy sauce sword at an angle, Iron Ripple ran his left hand through his wet hair.
“This is missing.”
He smiled and looked at Gulmahun.
“Smile again, snakehead.”
The Chronicle of the Reincarnated Divine Sword – Chapter 12 (12/552)

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