Chapter 144 I Never Thought I’d See You Again

Chapter 144 I Never Thought I'd See You Again

The Black Forest Party, a sectarian faction that has been writhing around Hongho.
Among the many cities along the vast waterfront, this one, nestled at the mouth of a forest adjacent to Jinyu, was known for the viciousness of its members’ behavior.
The Black Forest Party started out as a bunch of badasses.
One.
More than two decades ago, a cunning wandering adept of Sapa, along with a band of other like-minded Nangin, began to expand his reach by subduing and enslaving the entirety of the bandits.
From that point on, the Black Forest Party did whatever it could to make money, and it quickly grew in power by forcing several small armed groups near Hong Lake into submission.
As their notoriety and infamy grew, even the lesser mooks in the area joined them one by one, and the Black Forest Party’s territory was established.
The activity was simple.
Flattery to the strong, and completion to the weak.
The bureaucracy of the Blue House, which administered the Hongho region, sided with those with money and power, and whenever the Black Forest Party, which always provided them with sweet honey, was resented by the whites, they took advantage of them.
The punishments were light for the crimes committed, and the evils that were hard to prove were repeated over and over again, eating away at the lives of the poor.
Although there were not a few political factions in the Hong Lake area that aligned themselves with the four factions, they were not large enough to confront them head-on by calling them out on their evil deeds.
It was by chance, not by plan, that Chulryuhyun ended up in the forest where Black Forest Hall is located.
As an unintentional follow.
Yes, the person he was trying to find earlier had unexpectedly ended up here.
Assault.
Sneaking up on him as a potential food source and hostess…….
It’s been said that humans are a collection of coincidental moments that weave together into inevitability.
That’s exactly what’s happening now.
A mix of chance and necessity.
As Chul Ryu-Heon made his way to where the dumpling house was earlier, he noticed something in the darkness beyond.
It was human movement.
It was an extremely intimate, but swift, cry.
He recognized it immediately, albeit from a distance.
That the figure, moving like a ghost through the darkness, had come from the dumpling house at the bottom of the hill.
So I was convinced.
Berserk.
It wasn’t something that I was able to capture because I was in the moment, or because I was using my eyesight, or because I had a feeling.
It read itself.
Dim.
It was an instinctive feeling.
Like the sharp savagery of a beast.
This was the effect of going to the Saint Peak Vein in the Hyungsan Sect realm and achieving the second Transmogrification Bone, which increased my basic physical abilities by several levels.
If it had come any later, I would have missed it.
So…… serendipity made it inevitable.
He watched Ryu Hyun’s back as he walked toward the main entrance of the Black Forest Hall, reassuring himself of his identity.
“Left hand side.
Hold a house with a knife in it in your right hand.
This is in line with what Yunlang said.
Because that means you’re left-handed.
I don’t know anything else yet.
Although he can see more clearly than before due to his enhanced sensory abilities, including his eyesight, he remains at a distance for fear of alerting the newcomer to his presence.
This made it difficult to see the details of the series of faces, clothes, knives, etc.
However.
I can see that there’s something chilling about Rinpoche’s body.
Live.
Even very nasty.
It’s easy to see why anyone would visit Black Forest Hall in the middle of the night if they’ve lived a life so intensely distant.
“You’re going to kill me.
Is it personal revenge or revenge on behalf of others? We don’t know.
There’s probably a deeper story behind it.
Then.
The two gatekeepers standing in front of the main gate of the Black Forest Hall changed color.
“Stop, stop right there.”
“Who?”
The two voices were filled with alarm, and Ning Po, who had stopped walking, asked, “What are you doing?
“Is everyone inside?”
The last ceremony of the day, set by the Black Forest Hall, takes place in the middle of sulshi jing (8-9 pm).
They intentionally came at that time.
When we’re all together.
You realize that a large group of people have gathered in the space beyond the front door.
Meanwhile, the two gatekeepers in front of me looked incredulous.
It’s ridiculous that he just shows up, doesn’t answer questions, and throws out half-assed remarks…….
Then, wondering if Ryeungpo was some kind of romantic who had come here to ask for a favor, he opened his mouth, suppressing his Chapter as best he could.
“It’s getting late, go home.”
“Come back tomorrow.”
But for some reason, I keep getting goosebumps.
The two party members were puzzled inwardly, not realizing that the cause was the living being that was radiating the poison.
“Well.”
Meng Po’s short remark was followed by an even sharper glare.
“I wonder if tomorrow will ever come for you.”
The two party members suddenly realized that something was amiss and glared at the opponent standing in front of Wu Bo.
“You asshole, are you asking me to fight?”
“You…… don’t seem like an ordinary romantic, so who are you?”
“The Master of the Dumpling House, and the Annihilation and Closing of the Black Forest Party.”
At the same time, both gatekeepers drew their swords.
Tsk-tsk-tsk-tsk
A chilling blackness, followed by a heavy voice.
“Crazy…….”
“First, call for personnel on the emergency whistle.”
Not really.
Poof, poof- poof- poof-!
There was an eerie, flesh-crunching sound, and the two party members let out a long, angry scream.
“Off, off, off!”
“Aaaaaaaaah……!”
Before he knew it, Feng Po’s two hands moved swiftly, digging into the eyes of two of the party members.
chirp-chirp-chirp-.
Knives falling to the ground.
Soon enough, Meng Po pulled out the fingers he had thrust into both of them, leaving the two of them on the floor with bloody faces.
“Argh, argh, argh……!”
“Hmph…… nu, eye…… my eye…… fuck……!”
As they screamed and struggled, the cold voice of Meng Po pierced their ears.
“Let’s start the memorial now.”
Shortly afterward, the main gate of the Black Forest Hall was destroyed in his wake.
Wazzy String!
Amidst a shower of broken branches, Meng Po walked inside, his hands clutching the hair of two of the party members tightly.
The shouts of several people echoing loudly under the night sky.
“Gather round!”
“That’s the front door!”
“Set! Set!”
The men inside must have heard the screams and the roar, and they must have gotten ready.
In the distance, Chului Liuhun glanced in that direction with an indifferent expression.
-Ning Po’s swordsmanship was truly remarkable. Even a broadsword was decapitated in a dozen strokes.
Ye Yunlang once said that he was certain that the force he saw was stronger than his own.
Okay, now it’s time to see it with your own two eyes.
“Okay, let’s get up close and see what you can do.
He stroked Xin Feng’s mane as he stood silently beside me, his words a command.
“Stay here and wait, because apparently it won’t be long.”
Then, with a sneaky little flourish, he disappeared into the distance.
* * *
A large performance hall beyond the main entrance to the Black Forest Hall.
At first glance, the room could easily hold three hundred or more people, and the entire executive team is crammed together in a sea of black.
Chuck, chuck, chuck, chuck…….
Stepping into the room, Liang Po soon flashed his hands and threw two wide-eyed party members far forward.
udangtang, udangtang-, udangtang
The two party members lying on the floor of the training hall let out a series of agonized groans, their faces covered in blood.
“off…… heh…….”
“Ugh…….”
Just then, a figure at the head of the crowd let out a pointed cry.
“Move it!”
A towering figure of a man, he was Geum Deok-ki, the Fallen Sword King, who has presided over the affairs of the Black Forest Party since the disappearance of Wanak Sword Chu Chung.
Several members of the party moved swiftly and carried the two blinded men to one side of the smokehouse.
Ning Po paused at a distance of two zhang and stared at the Black Foresters in front of him.
There were many.
It was over two hundred people.
Any other drone would not be able to stand up to it alone.
However, Raptor was different.
Luckily, every single one of them was there, which was a good thing.
He had only one purpose for his visit: to exterminate without mercy.
There’s a moment of silence.
Feeling the flesh against his skin, he placed his hand on the hilt of his sword and gestured with his chin.
“Moor, do you have a grudge against this party?”
“As you can see.”
Geumdeokki smirked at Ryeungpo’s short retort.
“Alone?”
“Yes.”
“This is going to be a long life. Eek.”
After sneering, Geum Deokki turned his head and glared.
Concurrently.
Bam!
One of the party members drew his sword and charged toward the ranks.
One.
Chuhaak-!
As he approached, he drew his sword, and both of his ankles were sliced off in an instant.
“Ouch!”
He flailed helplessly! He collapsed and let out an agonized scream as he lost a large amount of blood.
“……!”
The Black Foresters, including the corrupt swordsman Geum Deok-ki, were stunned for a moment.
It was a fake left-handed sword.
No one saw it.
I wonder when @militarypolice drew that sword and brandished it…….
“All hands, foot sword, quite a master!”
At Geum Deok-ki’s bellowed command, the Black Foresters drew their swords in unison and spaced themselves apart to form a half-moon-shaped formation.
Ning Po stared straight ahead, his eyes cold.
“If you rob, rape, and murder…… against your own people, what reason do I have to spare you?”
“What the hell are you talking about!”
Geum Deokki’s attention is diverted from his rant.
Pow, pow, pow!
This time, four members of the party quickly rushed forward.
But.
Chug, chug, chug, chug……!
Like the party members who had fallen earlier, they screamed in agony as their ankles were severed.
“Offhhhhh!”
“Ouch, ouch!”
The intestines vibrate with blood flavors.
The hairs on his head stood on end in fear.
I used my eye gong to help my eyes adjust before I directed the surprise with my eye gestures, and also because I couldn’t see my opponent’s sword swing.
Moment.
Tsutsutsutsuts…….
The ashen air currents rippled around Ning Po’s body, playing faint notes.
An eerie aura that gives off a grim and unpleasant feeling just by looking at it.
“You shall pay for your sins before this magistrate today.”
The Black Foresters’ complexions are turning white.
“What! Magong……?
I had no idea he was a demon.
Right then.
Boom!
The sword in his left hand vibrated, generating an aura in the shape of a terrifying anglerfish.
Creepy.
The fear of the unknown.
As everyone, including Geum Deokki, instinctively craned their necks, a sound pounded in their ears.
-I’m hungry. Hehe , hehehe … … Eat That is There are a lot . Kkkkkkk…….
A sword in the shape of a monkfish, emitting an aura of power.
Meanwhile.
Standing on a dead tree outside the walls of the Black Forest Hall, Cheolryuhyeon took in the sight with his eyes and smiled invisibly.
‘Hmph, the Sixth Sword. It’s interesting to see that old Madhu bastard again……. I didn’t know he was still alive.’
The Chronicle of the Reincarnated Divine Sword – Chapter 145 (145 of 552)