A Stuffed Cheonma in my Head - Chapter 130



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Episode 130. The Moon and the Falling Flowers

Just before the stars tear apart the night sky.

On the other side, a blazing axe blade cut through the wilderness.

The red-hot flames and brilliant starlight met to create a huge explosion.

Kwaaaaaaaang!

The aftermath of the explosion was massive.

The starlight that flashed and burst engulfed Victor, and the flames that exploded and raised his body also tried to engulf me.

The wind of the rain that had wrapped around his body prevented the flames from approaching.

As I flew backwards, half-lying in the air from the shock of the flames that were licking their tongues so greedily… … .

There was something that chased me to the end.

An axe soaked in flames flew through the explosion created by fire and stars, spinning fiercely.

It looked like an axe jumping out of the pit of hell.

“… … !”

I immediately twisted my body in the air and deflected the axe, but it only slightly deflected its path.

Because the power contained in the axe was extremely strong.

The axe sank into my left shoulder along with the wave of fire it brought with it.

puck!

As soon as the axe blade hit his shoulder, flames shot up like an explosion.

Hurrruk!

The flesh where the axe had been embedded burned and a terrible pain occurred.

“Huh!”

I was blown back by the shockwave and ended up flying to the edge of the arena, even getting hit by the axe.

Since I was at risk of being defeated if I made a single move, I raised my internal energy and created a strong wind.

Phew!

He straightened his body with the wind and then stabbed his sword into the floor.

Kwak-kak!

I stopped and saw that my heels were touching the edge of the stadium.

“… … .”

My heart felt cold.

That’s how I managed to avoid being caught off guard.

I looked at the wicked axe embedded in my shoulder.

It was such a terrifying force that if he had stayed still, he would have fallen out of the stadium.

Victor, who had been swallowed up in starlight, appeared on the other side, completely scattering the wandering wild animals around him.

The guy wasn’t in good shape either.

The arm that had received the starlight was limp and tattered, and the armor was scratched and broken all over.

It seemed as if he had used the last of his strength to throw the axe before his arm completely became useless.

Or maybe he threw it because he intuitively felt that he would lose the use of his arm.

There wasn’t much difference either way.

“… … .”

I looked at Victor, who was wearing tattered armor that I had not seen before.

One of the bastard’s eyes was exposed when one side of his helmet broke.

The bastard still had those fiery orange eyes shining.

I glared at him, then grabbed the axe stuck in his shoulder and tore it out violently.

Phew!

Blood was pouring out, but a pin was quickly inserted to stop the bleeding.

I thought there wouldn’t be any blood as the flesh was burning with a sizzling sound, but it was unexpected.

Fortunately, my arm moved, although every movement was accompanied by excruciating pain.

A quick check of the body revealed no other major injuries.

The axe struck my shoulder and the flames that erupted in an instant tried to engulf me, but fortunately the wind from the rain blocked it to some extent.

The whole body was only slightly burned.

Suddenly, the axe I had pulled out fell to the ground.

I looked down at it and kicked it with my foot, pushing it out of the stadium.

Then he declared in a polite tone.

“Axe. Out of bounds.”

“… … .”

With this, the double axe became a single axe.

The long-awaited one-on-one duel between the sword and the axe has finally begun.

He had been hit in the shoulder by an axe, and was completely burned by the fire that came with the axe.

It was still better than the guy who lost the use of his arms.

“… … .”

“… … .”

We glared at each other… …and then we kicked the ground and ran at each other.

That’s because they are men who don’t know how to retreat.

I, too, have decided to put aside my title of Escape Captain for today.

Because this is a hot guys fight.

Am I originally the leader of the escape group but now acting capricious? Or am I originally a man who doesn’t know how to back down but have changed my nature in order to survive?

I couldn’t figure it out.

But who cares?

To begin with, it is greedy to win flawlessly against a man like this without getting hurt.

We each drew our weapons and fought like wounded beasts.

The beast’s teeth were like axe blades and sword blades.

I knew it instinctively.

If we clash swords like this, at some point, one big attack will decide the outcome.

I exchanged fierce attacks, preparing my ultimate attack for the moment that would come someday.

On the outside, he wielded the Starlight Sword, but on the inside, he slowly warmed the moonlight.

As I was preparing to send out the moonlight… … .

The stadium became slightly dark as clouds obscured the sun.

It was a good time for moonlight to bloom.

As soon as the thought occurred to me, I injected the moonlight of the current moon that I had been preparing into my sword.

The black one didn’t cry.

Just shivering slightly.

It was as quiet as the moonlight pouring down in the middle of the night.

It seemed to get quieter as we got closer to the full moon.

A soft moonlight enveloped the sword.

It was modest compared to the dazzling starlight, but the power it contained was incomparable.

Just by holding the moonlight, the dam of the lake in Danjeon collapsed and a lot of water flowed out.

At the same time that I was infusing moonlight, Victor also wrapped the only hatchet he was holding in flames.

Compared to the flames that were blazing and causing chaos, it was as calm as a candle, but the power contained within it could not be considered completely calm.

I found that it was a densely condensed flame.

We looked into each other’s eyes, then simultaneously swung our swords and axes.

I had an instinct that this would be the last battle.

I swung my sword with all my might, drawing a crescent moon.

Zzz!

The axe and the sword met, and then a shock wave erupted and the sound disappeared.

Time passed slowly.

In the midst of all the silence, a small sound of something breaking could be heard.

Clang… Clang!

It was the sound of a sword breaking against an axe.

It was hit mercilessly by the bastard’s powerful twin axes, and eventually broke, unable to withstand the power of the bastard’s condensed flames.

The sword was shattered into pieces and the moonlight contained within it was also scattered into pieces.

Victor, who saw that, looked at me with the eyes of a winner.

But I looked at him and raised the corners of my mouth.

‘Not yet.’

The day before, after completing Mancheonheukwoo (Full Sky Black Rain), I was having a lucky breakfast.

I couldn’t tell for sure whether I was tired from thinking about the season all night or whether I fell asleep without realizing it…

Anyway, I had a dream while half asleep.

It was a dream I had ever had since I entered the realm of moonlight.

A dream of looking at the calm surface of a lake under moonlight.

At first it was a moon as thin as a fingernail, but now I see that it has become a crescent moon.

I stared blankly at the crescent moon, its two ends as sharp as the tips of a sword.

To me, it felt like someone was smiling at me.

Suddenly, I smiled in return.

“… … .”

There was no significant change.

I kept smiling until my mouth started to cramp.

Suddenly, a whitish hand rose from under the lake and grabbed the crescent moon floating on the lake.

Pakang!

The silently swaying moon was shattered into pieces by an unknown hand.

The crescent moon shattered into pieces.

The soft moonlight scattered in all directions.

It looked like silver petals fluttering in the wind.

It was a scene that reminded me of the martial arts technique of fluttering flower petals that Cheonma had spoken of that day.

One of them flew towards me.

It flew by very slowly, as if time had been stretched out.

The moment when the fragmented moonlight slowly approaches and brushes my ears.

Evil- The hair fell out with a sound.

For a moment, I got goosebumps.

At the same time, a flash of realization crossed my mind.

It was a petal that looked so soft and fluffy.

It was a petal made of moonlight.

I named that petal.

‘Moonlight Petal Sword.’

The horse has corrected itself.

[Moon Flower Sword.]

‘Moon flower sword.’

[Monthly Sword.]

I had no choice but to accept Cheonma’s opinion.

‘Wolhwageom. The first of the four seasons. Moonlight petals fluttering.’

Cheonma sighed and corrected himself again.

[Moon Flower Sword. Form 1. Moon Flower Falling.]

I woke up from my flashback and screamed.

“The flowers fall from the moon!”

Dozens and hundreds of pieces of moonlight shattered along with the sword and poured down on Victor along with my shout.

Saaaaak!

It was an attack that was virtually impossible to avoid.

Ssassassak!

A storm of silvery petals passed over Victor in an instant.

“… … !”

Victor looked at me with wide eyes… … .

dump.

Kneel down.

“… … .”

I looked down at Victor, who was completely battered.

A storm of petals made of moonlight just passed him by.

The cold moonlight tore Victor apart in the blink of an eye.

Victor looked up at me blankly and said.

“… …Your name?”

I looked down at him quietly… … and answered while putting away the sword, leaving only the handle.

“The first form of the Moon-hwa Sword. Moon-hwa Falling Flowers.”

Victor muttered softly.

“… … How beautiful.”

Victor finished speaking and fell forward.

dump.

“… … .”

It was so quiet that I turned my head to look for Aaron.

Aaron met my eyes and then shouted into the stick he was holding.

-Wow!

Cheers erupted in unison.

When I left the world of sharp blades and intense gazes, the world became so noisy.

“Phew… … .”

I took a deep breath, then sat cross-legged and began to meditate.

There was no time.

The sounds outside gradually began to fade away.

I quickly concentrated my mind, immersed myself in my own world, and began to practice.

* * *

As I was absorbed in eating breakfast without thinking, I opened my eyes to the sound of someone calling me.

Before I knew it, a giant had appeared in front of me, standing there blocking the sunlight.

Aaron was calling me from the side.

“Excuse me, Lord Banshua. Can you hear me? Lord Banshua.”

“I woke up.”

“Oh, yes. Would you like to continue the game?”

I quickly checked my physical condition.

Arms. Legs. They all move well.

My body is a little heavy from the previous battle, but that’s about it.

The condition of the Danjeon was also checked.

The amount of lake water that flowed out when the dam collapsed was enormous.

After using the Starlight Sword and Mancheon Black Cow, he unleashed the Moonlight Sword that had reached the realm of the Hyeonwol, and even the Wolhwa Nakhwa.

My internal energy was hitting rock bottom.

In fact, the condition of the danjeon was more dangerous than the condition of the body.

As soon as the fight was over, I quickly sat cross-legged and tried to recover my internal energy, but since the time given was short, there was a limit to what I could do.

But life. Does it always go the way you want it to?

I answered confidently and stood up from my seat.

“I will continue.”

I took a deep breath and looked at the giant across from me.

Van Dyke of the Iron Spear.

It seemed like a mountain was standing there.

Not only was he incredibly tall, but his build was equally as fierce.

An overwhelming feeling just from seeing it up close.

The air around him felt heavy.

A huge two-handed sword that looked as heavy as the heavy atmosphere caught my eye.

I couldn’t help but be impressed.

“Wow, it’s so big.”

“… … .”

Van Dyke looked at me blankly and asked.

“Can you fight?”

He nodded.

“of course.”

Van Dyke glanced at the shattered remains of the sword at my feet and said:

“I think the sword is broken.”

“Ah. Just a moment.”

I apologized for a moment, then picked up the sword, which was now nothing but the hilt, and trudged towards the Black Prince.

Then he threw the shattered sword out of the arena and said:

“Black Prince.”

The Black Prince took off the sword he was wearing on his waist and threw it at me.

widely.

I took it, pulled out the sword slightly, and examined its condition.

Sling-

The blade slid out very smoothly, without the slightest hesitation.

I said to the Black Prince.

“It’s a good sword.”

“Of course. It’s my sword.”

“Can I write it?”

The Black Prince nodded.

“It doesn’t matter. You are my sword too.”

“No, whatever you want.”

“It’s my heart.”

“… … .”

He was a guy who left me speechless.

I pulled the sword completely out of its scabbard and looked around, asking.

“Can I break it?”

The Black Prince shook his head.

“no.”

Then he looked straight into my eyes and said:

“It must never be broken.”

“… … .”

What are you talking about?

I looked into his black eyes, which seemed to have some kind of will… I threw down my scabbard and turned around.

He swung his sword back and forth in the air and headed towards the center of the arena.

After getting used to the weight to some extent, I found myself standing in front of Van Dyke.

I looked at him and said.

“Adaptation complete.”

“… … .”

“What about you?”

Van Dyke also took out a huge two-handed sword that he had on his back and swung it around in the air.

Phew!

It sounded like a storm was brewing.

Just the sword wind that occurred there made all the hair flutter in unison.

“Hey… … .”

Van Dyke said, slung his two-handed sword over his shoulder.

“complete.”