Genius Salsu of the World to Be Destroyed - Chapter 127
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Episode 127
Cheonma lowered his sword towards the tower.
From top to bottom.
From heaven to earth.
In a straight line, like lightning, without any hesitation.
A single line of perfect swordsmanship.
A sword that even Youngsu, who saw it from afar, was amazed.
The shape was closer to lightning than a sword strike.
Yeongsu suddenly remembered a certain pyramid he had fought at the headquarters of the Murim Alliance.
Dream.
A guy with a fancy nickname called Brain Sword.
But that guy who unknowingly picked a fight with Yeongsu and ended up leaving half-crippled.
But that sword wasn’t ‘thunderbolt’ at all.
In Youngsoo’s opinion, it had to be like that to be called a brain attack.
Pakang!!
The Heavenly Horse’s Sword slashed down the tower.
Metal against metal.
A sharp, murderous sound erupted.
Kiiiiiing!!
A sharp noise, like needles piercing my eardrums, rang out.
The vibration was so strong that the scenery around the tower became distorted for a moment.
however-
Kiiiii… … .
There wasn’t a single scratch on the tower.
As if nothing happened.
Cheonma muttered.
“also.”
An unusually smooth surface.
A strange noise erupted at the moment of collision.
A strong rebound felt the moment it made contact with the sword.
And above all, there was an unknown cold air flowing out from the entire tower.
As far as Cheonma knew, there was only one metal in the world that possessed all of these properties at the same time.
“…everlasting season.”
Hancheol, an extremely hard iron that is mined only in the cold North Sea region.
Among those Hancheols, those that have aged for more than ten thousand years and have become extremely cold and strong are called Myeonnyeonhancheols.
It is the hardest substance among all the metals in this central plain.
Because of this, it is difficult to even scratch it with ordinary martial arts, and it can only be refined after a talented craftsman goes through decades of training.
And of course, it was incredibly precious.
Because a single sword made of iron was worth more than the price of several tile-roofed houses.
But this tower was made entirely of iron.
This was already beyond the realm of luxury.
Pouring enough eternal iron to make hundreds and thousands of swords into the tower.
What kind of intentions could one have to do something like this?
I couldn’t hastily judge his intentions.
But if such an unconventional thing exists in the world, there must be a reason for it.
To find out the reason, Cheonma absentmindedly took another step towards the tower.
That moment.
“… … !”
fault!
Cheonma suddenly took a step back.
His expression was slightly distorted, as if he had seen something unpleasant.
“… Blood scent?”
It was because of the faint smell of blood wafting from the tower.
Of course, it wasn’t because he was afraid of the smell of blood that he was so powerful.
A strange yet familiar smell of blood that only wafts from this tower.
That was what caught him off guard at the moment.
‘…I know this smell.’
I couldn’t not know.
Because it was a smell that was engraved deep in my mind, and it was the smell of something I had longed for my entire life.
“Blood prison.”
I could tell intuitively.
That the blood jade is sealed inside this tower.
“That’s correct.”
And the voice that guarantees that judgment.
Cheonma raised his head and looked at the place where the voice came from.
At the top of the tower, at the sharp tip, stood an old man.
The top of the tower was sharp like a needle, and strong winds were gusting around it.
But the old man didn’t even move.
A natural harmony between light and dark spaces, as if breathing.
Anyone who has ever learned martial arts can guess the depth of this old man’s skill just from this.
Cheonma said the old man’s name.
“… No River.”
“It’s been a while, Cheonma.”
Heavenly horse.
The moment he heard those words, his normally expressionless face hardened fiercely.
“…don’t call me by that name.”
“Then what name should we call the leader of the Demonic Cult?”
“Don’t even call me. I’ll burn your tongue right now.”
There wasn’t a single second of hesitation.
Cheonma hit a long ball towards Mugang.
Byeoksanjang (Byeoksanjang).
A straight blue lightning bolt extended from Cheonma’s palm toward Mugang.
Dismissed!
It was not a metaphor, it was a real lightning strike.
A crisp, bold, refined lightning strike.
It flew towards Mugang.
Moo-gang pulled out his sword.
He bent his arm and placed the blade behind his neck, then lowered his arm in one breath and drew a circle with the tip of the sword.
Phew-
The circular sword energy created an invisible defensive wall.
Phew!
The lightning that was flying in hit the wall and shattered.
The lightning was torn to pieces and scattered in all directions.
Moo-gang said.
“How strange. Why are you so indignant when I call the devil Mara?”
“We are not a demonic cult. Likewise, I am not a heavenly demon. You just called me Mara.”
Cheonma continued speaking, gripping his sword tightly.
“…Remember, we have never been alone for even a moment.”
Cheonma spread out his palm towards Mugang.
Phage support!
Electricity began to shoot out from the tips of Cheonma’s five fingers.
Then, the electric shocks that had been scattered in the air began to resonate and grow in size again.
The lightning that had been scattered like sand instantly transformed into five spears.
The tips of the spears were all pointed at Mu-gang.
Thunder and lightning strike.
Cheonma immediately closed his outstretched hand.
In response, five thunderbolts floating in the air poured down toward Mu-gang.
Crackle! Crackle!
The tip of Mu-gang’s sword was pointed at the pouring spears.
Swords swung and spears rained down.
Landing.
Quagmire!!
There was an explosion.
A loud noise that seemed to destroy the space itself.
A flash of lightning so strong that it would have blinded you if you had seen it in person.
Cheonma was able to generate electricity like this and use it freely.
With this, the unmanned soldiers of the Allied Forces were clearly known.
The reason why one of Cheonma’s old nicknames is ‘Brain God’.
And the cause of death for those who approached Cheonma was electric shock.
A little while later.
The flash that had covered the area cleared, revealing Mugang’s figure.
There appears to be no damage other than the hem of the clothes being burned by the lightning.
But where he stands has changed.
Ground.
Before he knew it, he had descended to the same height as the heavenly horse.
Cheonma said.
“It fell.”
“It came down.”
Phew!
Moo-gang immediately pulled the sword back and grabbed it.
The tip of the sword was filled with black energy, and the tip of the sword was pointed towards Cheonma.
The knife went in.
Extremely thin.
At first glance, it looks like a straight stabbing sword.
However, the moment it touches the opponent, the condensed sword energy at the tip bursts out and slashes the opponent.
Pakang!
But it was blocked.
At the tip of another knife that stabbed in just the same way.
The tips of the two swords, each narrower than the tip of a needle, interlocked precisely.
And that fleeting moment of interlocking.
Kagak-
Cheonma twisted the blade.
The black energy that had been condensed at the tip of Mugang’s sword was instantly released and spread out in all directions.
Kwakwakwakwa!!
The ground was turned upside down.
The solid ground was cut away like tofu and sank.
It was just a brief stab.
But the ripple effect shook the axis and turned the ground upside down.
And the Heavenly Horse destroyed that blow with an antagonistic force of equal strength.
Cheonma and Geomjon.
The fight between the two had already gone far beyond any standards.
A fight that calls down lightning from the heavens and shakes the earth with a single sword.
This was not a human fight.
It was a clash of disasters.
“This is crazy… … .”
“Avoid everything!!”
“If you come closer you will die!!”
Fear spread throughout the battlefield.
However, Youngsoo was an exception.
‘Okay, keep fighting.’
Yeongsu just quietly observed the game unfolding as he had planned.
While timing your entry.
Meanwhile, Cheonma and Mugang were still glaring at each other.
With sword tips against each other.
Cheonma said.
“… Have you come here to steal the blood jade from that tower?”
“It would be more correct to say recovery rather than seizure. It was originally mine.”
“You’re not even hiding it anymore.”
“There’s no reason to come all the way here and hide it.”
“Yeah… There’s no reason to hide it. Our bad relationship started from there.”
Phage support… … .
Electricity began to flow through the blade of the Heavenly Horse.
Cheonma said.
“It’s time to end this bad relationship.”
Dismissal… … !
A momentary surge of electricity flowed through Cheonma’s sword.
The lightning passed over the tip of the sword and instantly passed through the sword of Mu-gang.
Just before being electrocuted like that.
Pakang!
Moo-gang immediately struck back with his sword.
Moo-gang said.
“You’re using a dirty trick.”
“You will die from that catch.”
Pavababak!
In an instant, a dragon-shaped lightning formed above Cheonma’s sword.
Cheonma swung his sword.
Thunder Dragon Advance.
A giant blue dragon rushed towards Mugang.
Moo-gang snorted.
The very next moment, Mugang’s blade flashed.
Crunch.
The brain dragon was cut into dozens of pieces in one breath.
From Cheonma’s perspective, it was a situation where his energy was cut off in an instant.
Cheonma poured more electricity towards the brain dragon’s pieces.
Pavababak!
Then, each of the severed pieces of the brain dragon became a dragon.
In an instant, one brain dragon multiplied into dozens of brain dragons.
Kwaaaaah!
The brain dragons flew towards Mugang again.
Stand up!
Moo-gang chopped the brain dragons into pieces again.
Cheonma sent another lightning bolt, and the pieces grew back and became dragons.
multiplication.
As Mu-gang cut off more brain dragons, the number of brain dragons continued to increase.
Like Medusa, who grows two heads when one is cut off.
I can’t believe it… I can’t believe it… !
Soon, nearly a hundred brain dragons covered the sky.
Cheonma said.
“I can’t get away.”
Kwaaaaah!
The brain dragons all poured down towards Mu-gang.
Mu-gang continued to cut and slash all of those brain dragons without rest.
And then I thought.
‘Something is strange.’
Creating a brain dragon that’s close to a hundred?
I could have given in and said it was possible.
But how do you control them all at the same time?
According to Mu-gang’s common sense, that was impossible.
‘It must be embarrassing.’
Cheonma noticed that Mugang was embarrassed.
‘I am not the one controlling those dragons. Those dragons are just after your sword.’
The moment when Mu-gang’s sword and Cheon-ma’s sword met.
Cheonma injected electricity into Mugang’s sword to carve a mark.
The engraving that guides all the brain powers used by Cheonma.
In short, it turned the sword of Mu-gang into a very powerful lightning rod.
‘As long as you hold the sword, the brain dragons will chase you until you die.’
It was a completely flawless technique that was impossible to break or evade.
Mugangdo soon realized that fact.
“Ugh, gasp… … .”
And above all, the limits of one’s own body have been reached.
A body that has grown so old.
Although my internal energy and experience were at their peak, my body could not keep up.
‘… I hate my aging, my old age.’
But if we stop here, the only ending we’ll have is being eaten to death by those brain dragons.
First of all, I had to overcome this moment.
Even if it means taking out everything you can right now.
chuck.
Moo-gang stopped in his tracks.
And he drew a big circle with the tip of the sword.
The circle creates a flow, and the flow divides into yin and yang, while converging into one point and surrounding each other.
Taegeuk (Supreme Ultimate).
The symbol of shamanism and the image of the path that the ancestors of shamanism sought to reach.
The shaman’s men immediately recognized what this sword was.
“Taegeuk Hyegeom (Great Sword of Wisdom)… … !”
The pinnacle of shaman swordsmanship, the ultimate in difficult swordsmanship that only one person in each generation can master.
The Taegeuk created by the tip of the sword sucks everything in and crushes everything at the same time.
And the pouring thunderbolts finally collided with the Taegeuk.
… … !
An endless silence has arrived.
The brain dragon is gone.
extinction.
The majesty of the thunder dragon that had covered the sky with terror disappeared along with the Taegeuk.
A look of bewilderment appeared on Cheonma’s face.
Moo-gang said.
“Is that all?”
“I’ll give you that back, literally.”
Dismissal, dismissal… … !
A round sphere of lightning was created on Cheonma’s palm.
Heavenly Purple Thunder.
Lightning much denser than the Brain Dragon.
Moreover, it even had a deep purple tint to it.
It was mixed with magic.
Moo-gang was embarrassed.
This was because I had used up a huge amount of energy while using Hye-geom.
“Try to block it again. It’ll be hard with that old body of yours.”
Phew-
The lightning ball left Cheonma’s hand.
A huge mass of demons and thunder came crashing down on Mugang.
That moment.
Crunch.
Someone’s knife fight.
The Heavenly Sword was split in half.
Phew!!
A ball of lightning that disintegrates and scatters in an instant.
Cheonmado and Mugangdo were unable to hide their bewilderment at the sudden turn of events.
And in the place where the thunderbolt exploded… … .
“It’s been a while, Cheonma.”
There stood Youngsu, holding the Holy Sword.