Beastly and Fearlessly - Chapter 56
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Episode 56
Actually, I was a little surprised too.
All the secret agents I know are first-class or higher, even excluding the short ones.
Since these guys were personally selected by Gilpiljong, they must be the best among them.
But how can someone be this easy to deal with?
I cut off the head of the guy rushing in front.
The red dragon’s power was contained in the rock salt, so his head flew away while burning brightly.
An unrealistic scene.
He ran towards those who flinched at the sight.
He cut one of his waists in half and simultaneously spun his body around to pierce the other’s heart.
All this happened in one breath.
Shhh.
The green dragon passed by the opponent like the wind.
The positions were reversed in an instant.
The non-commissioned officer who had rushed at him collapsed with a look of disbelief on his face.
Red blood flowed between the fingers that clutched his heart.
“Songgol, your posture has improved a lot. Your movements and judgment are also excellent.”
“Dammyung, it’s all thanks to you.”
The problem is Umochi.
He was running around the wide grounds of the Geumbuhoe as if it were his own home, taking something out of his bosom and throwing it around, but it wasn’t going well.
Fortunately, the new law was quite good and did not give up easily.
Perhaps the new law was properly taught so that Dokgokju would not die while drinking.
“Umochi, you have really fast feet.”
“Hey, hey. Stop it, help me out.”
Well, I didn’t think it would die any time soon, so I just left it.
Umochi, who had been running around here and there, took something out of his bosom and threw it away with a look of great determination on his face as he shouted.
“Eight. It’s Chilbodanhonsan!”
At that moment, the secret agent who had been chasing Umochi covered his mouth with both hands and stopped breathing.
Chilbodanhonsan is the vision of Sacheondangga.
A deadly poison that will kill you before you can take seven steps.
Even if you are a member of Sega, you cannot use it or take it outside without the permission of the head of the family.
Of course, it’s Umochi’s lie.
Anyway, I can’t help but be flustered when my opponent shouts “Chilbodanhonsan” while throwing something.
Umochi, who had been rushing in while I was flinching, touched the Cheonju point on the back of my neck.
The Visa Unit member’s limbs quickly became stiff and he collapsed with his entire body paralyzed.
“Whew. I guess this guy is the best.”
Only then did Umochi mutter while wiping the sweat from his forehead.
The new method and the point method are both good methods.
As the son of a poisoner, he would naturally be well-versed in poisons and have some level of medical skills.
But what stands out the most is his gift for speaking and his shamelessness.
Ugh.
I approached the guy who had fallen and was paralyzed and cut off his neck.
And then he spoke to Umochi, who was standing there blankly.
“There are those who should be kept alive, and those who should be killed. This guy is one of the latter.”
Umochi has probably never killed a person.
If you keep doing that, it’ll be hard to survive in the Central Plains.
I guess we need to talk.
He turned his body and faced the Seven Blood Demon Sword, Gilpiljong.
“Okay, now it’s your turn to step forward.”
* * *
“What, what is this… … .”
Gil Pil-jong couldn’t believe the current situation.
Five of the Visa Division couldn’t even inflict a single wound on them.
These guys started from the bottom of the Visa Division and have been through a lot.
Clearly, I didn’t underestimate or let my guard down.
Their skills are top-notch, but they are not the type of guys to fall so easily.
And that was against just three young savages.
“Get out quickly. I’m busy because there are many people to kill besides you.”
Especially that kid.
I knew the kid had a lot of momentum, but I didn’t expect it to be this bad.
It was so fast and accurate.
Doesn’t this look like the movements of an assassin who has been staining his sword with blood all his life?
He looked into the calm eyes of the young savage looking at him.
Suddenly, a man’s face appeared in Gil Pil-jong’s mind.
A glimpse of Salmak’s water that I had once seen.
A dark man standing expressionless behind the owner, Neungjo-un.
A ridiculous guy who rose to the rank of Salmak’s special agent with a body like a child.
Of course, he’s dead now.
‘He was called Hong-an-gwi… … . His eyes are just like mine.’
Of course, I have no contact with that guy.
Their faces, ages, and origins are all different.
Right now, that guy is just going to get cut by his own sword and vomit blood and die.
Sling.
“I guess I’ll have to step forward myself.”
The guy answered with a smiling face.
“What are you talking about? Didn’t you hear me say that since a while ago?”
He is still young, so he seems to not know the weight that comes with the title of Sapa’s 100 Great Master.
Moreover, he had recently reached the level of the Cheon-eum-Bing-Baek-Sing-Gong.
Now, it means that you can send negative energy to your opponent just by crossing swords.
He’ll find out soon enough.
The world is wide and there are as many experts as grains of sand.
The feeling of dying while vomiting blood and having the blood flow to my entire body freeze.
“No matter how great your skills are, if you can’t read your opponent’s level properly, you’re bound to die young. The young one is rushing his own death.”
“Unfortunately, I am not destined to die young.”
As soon as I finished speaking, the guy rushed in.
thud.
He approaches in one step, his steps making it seem as if the ground is splitting apart.
‘What on earth is this law?’
It’s obviously full of vulnerabilities, but it’s not easy to strike with a sword.
The moment my sword pierces his heart, my head flies off along with it.
The plan to finish it in one go has been revised.
This guy swings that huge sword around as if it were a dagger.
Moreover, the law and forensics are not for the young ones who rely only on strength.
Doesn’t this feel like dealing with a veteran who has been on the battlefield for decades?
However, Gil Pil-jong is also a master who has been through countless fights.
It won’t be easily pushed back.
Kakang! Kang! Kikkigik!
The wide grounds of the Geumbuhoe were instantly filled with sword light.
On one hand, he is an elder of the Guiyin Gate and at the same time a master of the highest order who is listed among the 100 greatest masters of Sapa.
On the other hand, a young warrior from the Nanman region who has just set foot in the Central Plains.
A battle of equal proportions continued between two people who were difficult to even compare.
‘… … This guy. I shouldn’t take him lightly.’
Even before he mastered the Cheon-eum-Bing-Baek-Shingong by stealing women’s yin energy, his swordsmanship was known to be strange and strange.
His illusionary sword, which leaves behind a splendid afterimage and only pierces the vital points, was something that could not be easily blocked by anyone but a truly skilled swordsman.
But the young boy in front of him was not at all flustered and was steadily accepting his sword.
‘I really can’t understand. How could he be so young… … But even if he’s a genius, his background isn’t something that can be filled with talent alone.’
Kagang.
“Ugh… … .”
I held swords and breathed life into them.
I was taken aback by the heavy force I felt at my fingertips, but it didn’t matter.
It is a history built at the cost of the lives of over 100 women.
If you look at his background alone, he is worthy of being a match for any master in the Central Plains.
This guy has shown incredible skills so far, but he will soon collapse, spitting out blood from every orifice in his body.
Sssss.
He pulled up all the energy in his dantian and pushed it into the sword in his hand.
The hand holding the sword turned white, and frost began to form on the sword’s blade.
The cool power of Cheon-eum-Bing-Baek-Shingong.
A lifetime of effort to freeze that guy who’s still laughing.
He was born with divine powers and learned great swordsmanship, but that was all.
The dark sword was already covered in white frost.
Soon the cold will reach the hand holding the sword.
‘But what’s with that relaxed expression? Is it as if he was waiting for this kind of showdown?’
The guy who was crossing his sword with me was grinning.
I was overcome by an inexplicable sense of anxiety.
I have a bad feeling about this.
And these premonitions always come true.
Crunch.
The thin ice covering the guy’s dark sword split with a crack.
“What, what is this… … .”
Profit.
The frost that had covered the entire sword in white was evaporating into a handful of steam.
After a while, the dark-colored sword glowed red and gave off hot heat.
Like a lump of iron just taken out of a hot furnace.
“Eww. Eww. What is this?”
The heat was transmitted intact through the swords that were struck.
So much so that even the power of the Cheon-eum-Bing-Baek-Shingong could not stop it.
‘T, this isn’t the history… … .’
Doesn’t he look like he’s not even twenty yet?
Even if I mastered the secret method of the first ascension, obtained the world’s elixir by chance, or accumulated the energy of others like myself, it would be impossible to accumulate this level of strength.
Before I knew it, my whole body felt like it was on fire.
If there is a hell, is it like this?
Beyond the sword, Dammyeong’s two eyes were looking down at him.
Like a red dragon looking down on the burning world.
“T, stop… … . It’s, it’s so hot I think I’m going to burn to death.”
The black sword that was struck against the wall has not even fallen yet.
The only choice left for him is to endure and endure again, pushing away the strength and coldness in his entire body.
The man named Dammyeong asked with his sword facing each other.
“Is it hot?”
I nodded my head without realizing it.
The hem of the long coat’s sleeves were blowing away, turning to ash with a rustling sound.
In the hot pit of fire, only his eyes were frozen cold.
“The women whose lives you took must have been cold. So hold on a little longer.”
Hururuk.
“I’ll burn it all down… … .”
Flames rose all over Gilpiljong’s body.
* * *
Geumbuhoeju Kwonpyeongseo couldn’t believe the situation at hand.
Three barbarians are destroying the Geumbuhoe.
But what is even more absurd is the scene before my eyes.
Who is Gilpiljong, the Seven Blood Demon Sword?
He is a master whose name is said to be one of the 100 greatest masters of Sapa.
Of course, there were also stories that he was overrated because of the martial arts he displayed, but in any case, he is also skilled.
A formidable master who has difficulty even making eye contact with those like himself.
“What, what the hell is this, no, how is this nonsense… … .”
The master who had just been pouring drinks with both hands was now collapsing right before his eyes.
Every exposed part of his body was red and burnt, as if he had been on fire.
Although his breath had stopped, his eyes were still wide open and he was looking at the giant standing before him.
That young savage named Dammyeong of Namcheon Damdong.
He came to me.
He was holding a huge, red sword in his hand, as if the heat had not yet cooled down.
“Golden Circle.”
“Yes, yes?”
Without realizing it, both hands were clasped together in front of me.
“Bring all the kidnapped women.”
A moment later, a thug from the Golden Council, under his direction, came out dragging out dozens of naked women.
Perhaps because he was confined in a small space for a long time, his legs appear to be weak.
He crawled on all fours on the floor like a dog.
“ha…….”
The head of the gold department sighed.
These are two half-and-half women who were locked away in a secret underground space.
Now all I have to do is sell it for a fair price.
But now is not the time to feel sorry.
All you have to do is survive somehow.
“I brought them all.”
The goldsmith fell flat on his face.
Dam-myeong opened his mouth to the man who had brought the women.
“You, come here. Don’t look around. That’s you. The guy who just dragged those women in like a dog.”
A man stepped forward, timidly.
He is a cruel and quick-witted guy who is usually in charge of taking care of the women.
He was a guy who always smiled and walked around saying that it was a good place to have fun.
“Oh, yes. If you have any other requests… … .”
Swish. Denggang.
Before he could finish his sentence, the guy’s neck shot up into the air.
Dam-myeong, who had cut off one of his necks with an expressionless face, looked around and opened his mouth.
“Everyone, take off your clothes and cover those women. As politely as possible!”
These are the guys who just watched one of their necks fly across the sky.
Everyone jumped up from their seats and began to quickly take off the clothes they were wearing.
There was even a guy who took off his pants.
Dam-myeong, who had been watching the life-threatening undressing scene for a moment, headed somewhere.
The direction where Gilpiljong’s body is.
The corpse, which was red-hot as if it had been fried in boiling oil, still had white steam rising from it.
Dam-myeong muttered.
“I’m sure he carried it around in his arms… … .”
He put his hand into the body, which was still steaming, and after a while took something out.
When I unwrapped the tightly wrapped leather, a book came out.
Dam-myeong looked at the red-faced Gil-pil-jong who was checking the cover of the book and muttered.
“Cheon-eum-Bing-Baek-Shingong… … . It’s a place like this that I encounter the secret of the Bukhae-Bing-Gung.”