Chapter 262 I’m on My Own

Chapter 262 I'm on My Own

Euniby’s eyes shifted, and she spoke in a low whisper.
“Looks like they heard the sound and are coming, as expected, but I don’t have a head count yet.”
“Fifty people.”
At Gunmuak’s terse reply, Eun’ibi bowed her head.
“What a great guy.”
Soon, Gunmuak’s gaze shifted to a more distant mountain peak.
The highest peak, a sect you can’t even see from here.
“Yes, and did you also bring in the Taishan Beidou of the Zheng faction?”
Zheng’s Taisan Beidou meant Shaolin Temple.
“Yes. I climbed another mountain peak and saw inside. A gold mine of divine fire. I’m guessing it was the Wen Gong. Although it was far away……, there were no Shaolin masters among those who set up the siege.”
“You mean you’re here alone?”
“Yes, it’s probably because Sai is an extraordinary opener, and since he participated, Ah Lun Nan must have struggled as well. It’s said that he’s an extremely high level, occupying the five halves of the total strength of the Qixil Shaolin Temple…….”
“No, there’s another variable.”
“What?”
“The New White House Gatekeeper.”
“…….”
“You look down on him.”
“Ah…… that’s not true, but I don’t think Chuliu Heng can beat Ah Lun Nan in a one-on-one fight…….”
“Will it be difficult without help from others?”
“I believe that only Wen Gong is capable of a head-to-head battle of strength. No matter how much of a genius you are, you can’t surpass the pillars of Shaolin Temple, that’s my honest opinion.”
Then Gunmuak looked away, a strange expression on his face.
“We’ll see.”
At that time, Ya Baiji pulled up the inner ball and said.
“Then let’s finish up, Archbishop.”
This means that it’s time for the goat.
“Leave it alone. I’ll do it.”
“What?”
“It’s not really their place, so let’s make sure they know what’s going on so we don’t get in trouble.”
“Aha, yes. I see what you mean.”
Ya Baiji puzzled over his meaning, and then silently stood behind him.
Shortly afterward, Gunmuak’s cold gaze turns to Yin Shang’er’s jade dragon.
“There is no such thing as an opportunity too good to pass up. An opportunity is just an opportunity. It’s up to you to capitalize on it or not.”
“…….”
Yeom-sang-ah flinched on the floor.
“But your power and will ended without making the word chance meaningful, which means you never had a chance in the first place.”
The words seemed to hit him like a ton of bricks.
Chest-pounding feeling.
What he was saying was that it was the result of his own inadequacies, so there was nothing to blame him for.
Even if it means dying a miserable death.
Yeom Sang-ah shuddered again as she met his gaze.
It was a chilling feeling of dread.
Your head is telling you to run, but your body keeps refusing.
It’s always been that way.
From the very first time I looked into those eyes…….
I was at my wits’ end by now anyway.
There was nothing we could do.
Nothing but frustration.
All I could do was wait for death with fear in my heart.
I wonder if this is what it’s like to be a shipping clerk.
He was mortified at his position as the weakest of the group.
It’s too much for me to handle.
A blank sheet of paper was a formidable opponent.
Reticulitis horseman.
A powerful witch who wields murderous illusory spheres of lust to lead her opponents into the Yue Clan.
Earlier, Ya Baiji said that the skill he cast was called War Horse Dance.
You know the origin of the power.
Chapter ( Happy Magic Flower ).
A thousand years ago, he was a subordinate of the Heavenly Horse, causing a great deal of chaos and becoming a legendary figure in the Maido martial arts.
He was also one of the founders of the first twin laws of Cheonmagyo, along with Ilwol Tae-ma, who founded Ilwolma Rae-gong, the foundation of Ilwolma Cheon-dae-gong.
The ocean that we just saw at the end of Samsado.
At this time, Ya Baiji has mastered the Yin Dance Demon Technique, a progression of the First Favorable Chapter of the Happiness Demon Technique.
Otherwise, there’s no way Samsado’s top game, his extraordinary mental strength, would be so easily broken.
Then.
Gunmuak’s eyes widened.
Tsk, tsk.
The whites disappeared in an instant.
It’s a pair of eyes that have been turned into sheep with ink all over them.
Seeing that, Yeom-sang-ah turned pale and shivered.
Eerie.
It doesn’t look human.
Not really.
Dongsil.
A new model of the terrified scorpionfish quickly emerged out of thin air.
“nod……!”
Driven by an invisible force.
Unequal gestures.
His reddened face speaks volumes of his anguish.
Not that it wasn’t, but it was hard to breathe.
That’s not all.
From the moment I saw those piercing eyes, the veins and acupuncture points of my entire body were disordered and dizzy.
It is a rapidly deteriorating internal injury.
My pounding heart feels like it’s about to explode.
Wham!
The struggling scorpion finally bled to death.
Your pretty lips are soaked in blood.
The chin, neck, and chest below were all reddened as well.
An irresistible force choked the life out of me.
I don’t want to die, I want to live!
The desire to survive was raging.
The excruciating pain triggered his instincts.
I’ve never seen anything like this before.
What the heck.
Earlier, I saw an amazing power that simultaneously deployed the Void Substance and Samadhi Evolution with just a movement of the eyes.
But it’s a different orbit.
This is.
It was as if a part of the spirit of a military martial artist had infiltrated the upper battlefield and was controlling and manipulating the body.
Some kind of spiritual eye?
Suddenly, a name of a math term popped into my head.
“Hmph…… Seo, are you sure…… Black Heavenly Demon Eye ……?
The Ball of Doom, which is said to have been cast by only five of the greatest archbishops of Heavenly Magic.
Yes.
Nine times out of ten, it will be a black horse.
There is one thing that this means.
It was the fact that Gunmuak had mastered the ultimate stage of the Heavenly Horse Divine Gong, the ultra-high vacuum element.
Clarify.
History proves it.
It was recorded that all of the Archbishops of the Five Yin who had cast the Black Heavenly Demon Ancestor in the past had mastered the essence of ultra-high vacuum in their respective eras. …….
Before you know it, his pants are soaked.
It wasn’t blood.
Urination.
It was a natural reaction.
The physical pain aside, the horror of the scene is maximized.
Gunmuak’s dark eyes flashed, and he spoke in a low voice.
“In the olden days, a great demon god said…… that a true demon should despair but not give in, be angry but not afraid, suffer but never give up.”
“off…… off…….”
“Look at you. You are none of those things, and you are ugly.”
“ Ugh … … buy …… “Save me … … .”
“Even begging.”
“Please…….”
“It’s ugly.”
“Off…….”
“Mine is disqualified.”
Then I heard a series of wind chimes from ahead.
Papa, papa, papa, papa, papa, papa, papa
The horde broke through the dense undergrowth, moving as if flying, and landed not far away.
In-laws, in-laws, in-laws……
Seo Moon-wol, Seol Hui-yong, Beom Jin-ja, and the rest of the tracking party.
Immediately afterward, everyone was stunned by the unexpected sight.
‘No……!
A mysterious figure subduing Yeom-Sang-Ah.
Immediately, one person let out a guarded cry.
“Wait! Who art thou!”
It was the Naksung Swordmaster Hamchong in the front row.
Hana Gunmuak’s gaze is still fixed on Yin Sang-ah.
“Welcome.”
That’s just the way it is.
At the same time, Yeom-Sang-Ah’s watch went dark.
Chapter.
An unending darkness filled their eyes.
No one could see it.
Only visible to yourself.
I finally felt it.
That this is the dark shade of death.
The moment Gunmuak’s eyes regain their original shine.
“Ouch!”
The flesh of the screaming Goatfather ruptured.
Puddle, puddle, puddle…… Chuhaak, chuhaak, chuhaak, chuhaak……!
An eerie sound that pounds on your eardrums.
With his body torn and shattered, he left this world in a shower of flesh and blood.
Static that sits in space.
Shhh.
Gunmuak’s eyes shifted to the front.
Seeing that look in his eyes, Xu Wenyue immediately placed the Feng Jade Sword in front of his chest.
The same for others.
We all tensed up and took a step back.
It was an intimidating feeling that’s hard to explain.
Anyway, we know one thing.
That you’re not a vessel to be placed under someone…….
Gunmuak, who had fallen silent, spoke again.
“Archbishop of Tianmai, it’s a military dance.”
It’s like a low voice echoing through the forest.
Amazing.
Prayer and identity.
I can’t believe that the person who just killed Yongsang-ah is the Archbishop, the head of the Tianmai Church…….
Tension rising at the start.
Bei Jinzhi, the head of the Gamsuksamgobong, was inwardly impressed.
‘Huh, what a powerful presence. At such a young age…….’
He glanced at Seo Moon-wol’s face beside him.
‘It’s phenomenal, it makes the Black Swan look small.
They look similar in age, so it’s a natural comparison.
The intangible prayer emanating from Seo Moon Wol of the Qishil was outstanding, as was the sword of Hee Se.
The momentum of the New Sword Union.
It’s exactly what it sounds like.
It was the spirit of a man who had realized the extremes of kendo.
It was a talent that transcended the age gap.
Just holding the sword felt like the flow of the atmosphere around me was sinking heavily.
But the military music of the same age was something else.
Genius?
Not at that level.
With a single word, you made me feel majestic, like I was in control of the universe.
Even backwards.
Seo himself had realized that.
Gulp.
He swallowed dryly and muttered to himself.
“The majesty of the absolute loser!
He, too, compared the powerhouse of his faction to his opponent.
There were none.
A man of military prowess.
Not only is it the Honam Five Day Festival, Seolhuyong, but even Beomjinja, the Gamsuksam Go Sealing…….
Within.
Chuck.
Gunmuak stepped forward.
First.
-Crunch!
At the sound of such a shout, the entire group, including Seo Moonwol, flinched in unison.
I was horrified.
I just shifted my foot slightly, and it felt like the world shook and rumbled.
“Calm down. I’m not here to fight.”
A low, calm voice.
Then they saw.
The welcome that followed the welcome.
Darkness is falling fast.
The sky and the earth seemed to be immersed in the darkness of the void.
It was an illusion created by presence.
The sun is shining brightly, but an unending darkness envelops you.
That’s exactly how I felt in the pit of my stomach.
The descent of the demon who presides over the Maw of Mughan.
One.
Standing next to each other in the back, Xiao Ying and Ya Bai Zhi, the Xiao Ying and Ya Bai Zhi of the Delusional Flame Clan, were stunned.
Why.
When they found it, they looked at me questioningly.
To paraphrase Gungmuak.
“I want it.”
What does that mean?
Want it?
The direction of the gaze is ambiguous.
I don’t know who I’m looking at.
An impassive voice came from the rear of the group.
“Don’t covet unnecessarily. You won’t have it when you die and wake up.”
Chapter immediately turned around, startled.
The master of the nonchalant voice that somehow came last.
It was an iron currents that brought a new wind.
The group’s faces lit up at the sight of him.
“Ah……!
They’re all shaking in their boots.
It’s like the darkness above your head and below your feet has been lifted and receded at once.
That’s because of the presence of the Iron Stream.
He was a brilliant light.
No darkness is too dark…….
They also realized it in hindsight.
Why the two women over there were surprised earlier.
The reason was the iron currents that appeared without warning.
A smile spread across Moonwol’s face.
‘Hoot. It’s the iron door master…….’
The tension that had been building quickly dissipated as soon as she saw him.
The iron tracks of his footsteps waved as he walked away.
He was saying, “I’ll take care of it, put the knife away.
Then Seo Moon-wol, Seol Hui-yong, and others sharpened their weapons.
It was a testament to their absolute trust in Ironclad.
Chuck.
Chul Ryu-Heon, who was at the front of the line, asked expressionlessly.
“Are you here to fight, or are you here to be beaten up?”