Beastly and Fearlessly - Chapter 94



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“There you are. The bastard who blew my arm off… … .” Episode 94

Blood sect leader Gokcheonjin walked towards me and opened his mouth.

“You little punk! You’re going to have to pay the price for blowing off my left arm, right?”

The sword in his hand turned red like blood, emitting a pungent scent of blood in all directions.

Blood Demon Soul Sword.

A magical technique that would make an ordinary person go crazy just by smelling its scent.

It is a power obtained in exchange for cutting out a thousand hearts.

Oh, if it was going to happen, it would have been better to just blow off my right arm.

He stood up from his seat, poking the rock salt into the ground.

He’s coming to kill me, so I have no choice but to deal with him.

Actually, it is not enough.

Even when he was in perfect condition, he would have been a tough opponent, but now all of his energy has been drained from his body.

In addition, dozens of Bloodthirsty Soldiers are approaching at the same time.

Kyarrrrrr.

Tofu, who was the first to read Gokcheonjin’s momentum, blocked my path.

But unlike usual, my whole body was shaking.

A fearsome murderous spirit that would terrify even the most powerful spirit in the South, Tofu.

Still, I slowly patted the back of the guy who was guarding me without taking a single step.

Sticky blood on the palm of your hand.

He must have been running around like crazy trying to protect me while I was lying down.

“Tofu, you’ve worked hard.”

I moved the tofu, which was struggling to hold on, to the back.

I spoke in a firm voice to the guy who was trying to follow me again.

“Stay here and don’t move. That’s an order!”

Gyarrur.

The tofu curled up and lowered its tail.

I never once thought of myself as the master.

Just a precious person who will share my destiny.

So this is the first time I’ve given such a firm order.

He turned around and picked up the rock salt.

Before I knew it, Nok Seung-seo stood in front of me and opened his mouth.

My voice cracks, as if my palate is dry.

“No! I’ll do whatever it takes, so step back.”

Bang Yak-ran also stood next to him.

In both hands are two short curved swords that are curved like the fangs of a fortune teller.

“It’s not normal yet. I’ll deal with these guys together.”

But these two people are not normal either.

All over his body, covered in blood, he has wounds of various kinds.

The fortune tellers of Bangyakran are also trembling and wagging their tails.

“I have to deal with the Blood Lord. If you two are bored, you can take care of the guys who come over there.”

He stepped forward, pushing past the two men.

For the first time, the rock salt feels heavy.

How many times can you swing it?

Blood Cult Leader Gokcheonjin gave an order to the Blood Cult.

“Catch that bastard and bring him here! Kill all the guys and beasts next to him. Who would think that you’re a bunch of uncivilized savages, bringing the beasts to fight? Hehe.”

At Gokcheonjin’s command, at least thirty of the Bloodthirsty Masters approached us.

“Phew… … .”

No matter how you deal with those guys, the problem is the Blood Cult Leader.

Gokcheonjin’s Blood Demon Soul Sword is closer to sorcery than swordsmanship.

The moment it is unfolded, the surrounding area is enveloped in crimson darkness, and the opponent loses all sight within it.

At the same time, there are illusions that confuse the mind.

At that moment, a familiar face blocked my path.

“These guys!”

A loud shout filled with a hundred years of internal energy.

“How dare you set your filthy feet here! I will burn you to the bone!”

The hot heat that comes with it.

His whole body was already covered in blood, but hot flames were still rising from his tightly clenched fists.

Beast King Jin Jung-ak.

The true king of this land.

But my body was already exhausted.

A strength lost over time.

Both fists had already penetrated the skin, revealing white bones.

So, even standing takes a lot of strength.

What burned in his hands was not flame, but will.

The will to protect this land with one’s life.

Tadadot!

Thirty of the Bloodthirsty Masters rushed at him at the same time.

Kwarrung!

Flames shot out from both fists.

The Hobo Flame Fist that gave him the name Beast King.

Maybe it will be the last.

Shhh.

His fist pierced the enemy’s heart like a sword.

Kkwaduk.

Then, he grabbed the head of the bloodthirsty creature that was cutting his thigh and blew it up with just his strength.

And then he threw his fist at the guy running towards him.

Hurrr.

A stream of flames extending forward.

Taking advantage of the moment when the approaching Blood Demon hesitated, Nok Seung-seo’s sword scattered blue energy into the air.

Bang Yak-ran flew like a leopard, holding two swords.

A situation where the situation is turned upside down in an instant due to the unexpected appearance of the Beast King.

“Tsk tsk. I can’t even take care of one wounded old man… … .”

Gokcheonjin stepped forward and spoke to me.

“I’ll deal with you, you punk. In a special way, I mean. Hehe.”

Then he came to me muttering something.

The sword in his hand turned dark red, and a nauseatingly thick scent of blood spread out in all directions.

Then, a black fog flowed out from him and enveloped only Gokcheonjin and the two of them.

Blood Demon Soul Sword… … .

All that can be seen in the darkness is the faint glow of the flames roaring from the Beast King.

And the blue sword that is clearly Nok Seung-seo’s.

Even that disappeared after a while.

And then came the pitch-black darkness, and complete silence.

I guess this darkness is only visible to me… … .

It could be revenge for cutting off his own left arm, or he could be considered a dangerous person who should not be left alive.

Anyway, Gok Cheon-jin, the leader of the Blood Cult, unleashed the Blood Demon Soul Sword just for me.

Should I consider this an honor… … .

It raised the energy of my whole body.

The special killing sensation can be felt even at the drop of a needle from a dozen yards away.

But it feels like even my sharp sense of humor has been consumed by this black fog.

Shaeeek.

I feel the sharp breath aimed at my neck a step too late.

Kaang!

He twisted his body belatedly and blocked it with rock salt.

But there is a deep scar carved into his shoulder.

“Hoo. Did you stop this?”

Gokcheonjin’s voice resonates from all directions.

The fog surrounding me grows darker and thicker.

Is this what it feels like to flounder in a puddle of blood?

I am confused by the unbearable smell of blood.

What is that?

Something was moving in the thick darkness.

Dozens of beings, neither alive nor dead, were facing me with their arms waving.

People with expressions of resentment towards someone, covered in red blood.

Those who died by my sword in a previous life… … .

This is an illusion created by sorcery… … .

He clenched his teeth and grabbed the rock salt.

I soaked my hand in the blood gushing from the wound on my shoulder and smeared it all over my face.

The scent of blood coming to the tip of my nose.

The hot blood that had been flowing through my body just a moment ago.

The smell of real blood, not fake blood created by witchcraft.

If you fall to such tricks, you are not a warrior of the Beast Palace.

In an instant, a sharp knife cut me in the invisible darkness.

Kaang! Kang!

I instinctively blocked them out, but the various wounds that arose again.

The corpses with their throats cut and their hearts pierced were talking to me, but I closed my ears.

Anyway, those are just illusions I created in my head.

Illusions that can do nothing to me while I am alive.

I held the rock salt and stared into the darkness where I could not see anything.

There is a Gokcheonjin somewhere over there.

I will reveal myself soon, for welcome will do nothing to me.

Come out and show yourself… … .

At that moment.

Behind me, something whitish rushed into the air.

Cloud-shaped patterns carved into white fur.

tofu.

Kyaaaaah!

Tofu bared his fangs and ran into the pitch-black darkness.

And a crimson sword appeared out of thin air.

“no!”

I shouted without realizing it.

Crunch.

Gokcheonjin’s sword cut off Tofu’s neck.

The severed neck rolled on the floor.

Red blood flowed from the tofu’s severed neck.

My head, which had been rolling around, stopped.

Tofu’s large eyes turned towards me.

With eyes filled with resentment… … .

My fingers were shaking.

My mind was blank and I couldn’t think of anything.

An incomprehensible groan burst from my throat.

“Uh, uh, uh… … .”

dump.

He dropped the rock salt in his hand and fell to the ground.

What’s happening now?

Why did the tofu suddenly pop out?

No, is that really tofu rolling around with its head cut off?

“Kukukuk. Kukuk.”

Gokcheonjin’s laughter echoed from all directions.

Thud, thud.

I raised my head.

I could clearly hear footsteps of someone approaching.

But there is no one.

All you can see is dark fog.

The darkness that swallows me up.

“That little beast is dead. Hehe… … .”

Tofu is dead?

The tofu that fell asleep in my arms and fought for me is dead?

That dog killed tofu?

“Well, not only that guy, but all the Beast Palace guys here are dead. Now you’re the only one left.”

They’re all dead?

My father, my uncle, Nok Seung-seo and Bang Yak-ran are all dead?

My family, my friends, all dead?

Could it be because I witnessed Tofu’s neck being cut off a little while ago?

Even though I knew it could be a lie, an unbearable killing intent surged through my body.

Knock knock knock.

My wisdom tooth fell out.

I missed the rock salt and grabbed the ground.

Enough to make your fingernails fall off.

His voice was heard in the darkness.

“I died because of you. So I’ll send you to the same place. Go and apologize or something. Heh heh.”

As soon as I finished speaking, black darkness engulfed me.

It was as if I was inside a monster’s mouth and couldn’t see anything.

And at that moment his sword was about to be pointed at my heart!

Thud thud thud.

The blood vessels in both his eyes burst.

The whole world turned red as if it was soaked in blood.

And a thin line.

A single red thread that leads me.

The final stage of the dark soul.

Red eyes… … .

The red world I used to see back then, when I was called Hong-an-gwi, has returned.

Kwakwang!

He jumped up, kicking the ground.

And I punched along the red line that led me.

A fist engulfed in black flames.

Kaang!

The sharp blade pierced my heart, but it didn’t stop.

Kwajik!

The sound of my fist piercing skin and breaking bone.

And what is in hand.

It’s hot and squishy.

Thump, thump… … .

The heart that had been beating in my hand slowly stopped and lost its warmth.

Only then did the red world that had been covering my vision disappear.

The same goes for black fog.

Chae chae chae! Chae!

Kakang! Kang!

The noise of a battlefield like a battlefield suddenly reached my ears.

As if waking up from a sleep that was like death.

And the blood sect leader standing in front of me, Gokcheonjin.

A line of blood flows from the corner of his mouth.

He had his head down and was looking at something.

Her left breast was hollowed out.

And the heart in my hand.

He was staring blankly at his own heart, which had once been pumping blood out of his left chest, and then he collapsed with a look of disbelief.

Only now did I begin to notice my surroundings.

My father and uncle, still beheading the bloodthirsty Byukhyeolmaine like crazy.

And the green monk, whose whole body was covered in wounds and was emitting blue energy.

Bang Yak-ran, who runs around the battlefield like a wild beast.

Ah… … . Everyone is alive!

I looked back.

Tofu whose throat had been cut off.

“Ahh. Tofu… … .”

Was there.

The tofu covered in red blood was just sitting there, curled up in the same spot.

While obeying my orders to stay still and not move… … .

The guy was shivering and crying.

Tears welled up in my eyes too.

Everything was just an illusion created by Gokcheonjin’s sorcery.

He quickly raised his right hand, which was clutching his heart.

And then he roared with all his might.

Like a beast that bites and kills an enemy who has invaded its territory.

“… … Gokcheonjin is dead!”

A voice loud enough to stop a hellish battlefield.

I shouted again.

“The warrior Damyeong of the Beast Palace killed the Blood Cult Leader Gokcheonjin!”

After saying those words, he collapsed.

Both eyes slowly closed.

Tofu disobeyed my order not to move and ran towards me.