Habuk Pengga Swordsman Genius - Chapter 618



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618. True and False (3)

The Germans who looked at their colleagues with suspicious eyes were disciples of lower rank.

They squint their eyes and suspect their colleagues.

There was no one who would not be surprised at the change in not only gender but also appearance and physique.

It was a sight that even the best martial artists, let alone Germans, could not have imagined.

Hanbin, who was trying to grasp the situation through the loose cloth, also opened his eyes wide.

The dark magician changed the human face by holding a sword.

But this wasn’t a sword fight or a disguise.

A martial art that allows you to freely shrink your bones and even change your face!

Hanbin swallowed quietly without realizing it.

Of course, I coveted that martial arts skill.

After a moment, Hanbin lowered his head again.

Now was not the time to be greedy.

In a way, it had to be seen as a situation where one had to take each step carefully when one was on the brink of collapse.

In other words, even a single inch of error could not be tolerated.

Laughter rang out as everyone gasped in surprise.

“Haha, that’s really funny. That’s how it’s funny.”

His laughter seemed to drive the Germans into despair.

A relaxed expression on her face, with a voice that seemed to trample on the other person.

They were like a huge wall.

Those lower in the hierarchy among the Germans stepped back, seemingly overwhelmed by the manly atmosphere.

As the Germans began to murmur, Baek Ju-cheon raised his hand and shouted.

“Everyone, don’t disperse!”

“… … .”

But there was no response.

Baek Ju-cheon turned his head and pricked up his ears.

Hanbin was where his right ear was facing.

Baek Ju-cheon nodded and raised his right hand.

Then he shouted with all his might.

“From now on, we will launch the Baekdok Island Extermination Campaign!”

In that moment, the expressions of the Baekdokmun disciples hardened.

Baekdokseommyeoljin is a method of Donggwi Eojin.

Seal the space and pour in poison and toxic substances.

The Baekdok Seommyeoljin, a secret technique of the Baekdokmun, could reduce a person to blood in just a few breaths.

If you unleash the Baekdokseommyeoljin, no master will be able to preserve his body.

It’s a vicious method that will only end in a handful of blood, and it’s only a matter of time.

The fact that they were deploying that method clearly meant that they had prepared the poison bullets and poisonous substances in advance.

In a situation where there was no way to fight back, it was only natural to choose Donggwijin.

But not everyone felt the same way.

There were Germans who waited for death with grim expressions, but there were also Germans who slowly retreated and looked for a way to survive.

That was when.

Baek Ju-cheon threw his sword towards the back wall.

Even though his eyes were closed, he didn’t hesitate an inch.

phut!

There was no one who could stop the sword that flew through the air, creating a blast of light.

Baek Ju-cheon’s sword was stuck in the folding screen behind him.

Phew!

There was a dragon drawn on the back of the scroll.

The black dragon he threw hit the Yeouiju that it was biting.

It seemed like no one knew what it meant.

Only some of the disciples of Baekdumun had their mouths open.

It was a time when most Germans were tilting their heads in confusion at the unexpected situation.

A clashing sound of metal was heard from behind.

Squeak.

As everyone’s eyes turned to the rear, a loud noise started to ring out from the doorway.

Thud. Thud.

The noise was like the sound of a mortar being pounded.

Looking towards the door, a huge steel plate falls down.

thud.

It was like a thousand pounds of iron hitting the floor.

When the loud noise stopped, Baek Ju-cheon shouted.

“Now the venom will pour down from the ceiling to fill this place! Even if you are a master of the flower world, there is no way to escape from here!”

“Do you really think so, Baek Mun-ju?”

“You and I are in the same boat. There is not much time left. If you do not surrender before I count to ten, no one will get out of here alive. I am the only one who can stop the annihilation. One, two, three… … .”

The man laughed at the sight.

“Phew, how interesting. It seems like time has passed already… … . The White Poison Island Extinction you mentioned has already been neutralized. That’s why you can’t leave everything to one string.”

The man threw a broken rope onto the floor.

widely.

It appeared to be part of a rope connected to the organ that triggered the White Poison Island Extinction.

“How on earth… … .”

“Where did you get the confidence that you could become a Donggwi Eojin? Donggwi Eojin is only possible when the strength is similar, Baekdokmunju.”

“Who is the organ… … .”

Baek Ju-cheon couldn’t continue speaking this time either.

That was when.

One of Baekdumun’s disciples threw a punch at Baekjucheon.

“I’m sorry, Master.”

“You, you… … .”

After a moment of confusion, he quickly extended his right hand toward the direction where the voice was coming from.

His armor was imbued with the energy of a master of Baekdok, which only the master of Baekdok could master.

It was given this name because it was said to cut off the opponent’s breathing space with just one move.

As a white, almost transparent aura rippled across his right hand, screams erupted from the surrounding area.

Baek Ju-cheon’s hand, not paying attention to the screams.

phut!

Baek Ju-cheon’s Baek Dok Dan Myeong Jang struck the air.

There was one reason why he was so angry.

This is because the owner of the voice was Jo Gi-myeong, Baek Ju-cheon’s most beloved disciple.

Dokho, who was next to him, bit his lip as if he realized something.

An unexpected traitor emerged from Baekdokmun.

Jo Gi-myeong, who had disappeared from his seat, was already standing where the monkey mask warriors had gathered.

Baek Ju-cheon looked into the sky and shouted.

“Why on earth? Is it really you?”

It was a time when everyone flinched at the voice that was full of inner strength.

Jo Gi-myeong answered nonchalantly.

“I am the real one, Master.”

“… … .”

As Baek Ju-cheon closed his mouth tightly and narrowed his eyebrows, Jo Gi-myeong asked back.

“Master, isn’t this too obvious?”

“What do you mean by obvious?”

“If it’s a poison like Baekdokmun, it’s normal to have to save up money. Like Sacheondangmun. But what’s going on now?”

“So have we ever been uncomfortable?”

“Why should we be in the shade? The Sacheondangmun is in the sun.”

“Huh, wouldn’t it be okay if you become the lord and change things? After all, you’re the next lord… … .”

“Ten years? Or twenty years? You’re not telling me to wait that long, are you?”

His voice trembled, as if he was slightly upset.

“Hehe, are you serious?”

“Yes, I am serious.”

“Is that all?”

“I want a hundred sisters too.”

“Why is that kid coming out here?”

“My sister-in-law rejected my heart half a year ago. There shouldn’t be a flower in the world that I can’t have.”

“Is my daughter your flower?”

“If I say it’s a flower, then it becomes a flower. Even if it’s a fake flower, it must be mine. If it’s not mine, then I step on it. That’s the law of the jungle.”

“So what did they give you?”

“Money, power, and love.”

“Love… … .”

Baek Ju-cheon tilted his head as if he didn’t understand.

At that sight, Jo Gi-myeong continued speaking.

“You saw it before? I’m satisfied with a woman who looks exactly like my sister. And… … .”

He poured out his thoughts without pause.

The face of Jo Gi-myeong, who was talking nonsense, was full of madness, and he even confessed that he had betrayed Samun six months ago.

As soon as he finished speaking, a soft voice leaked out from between Baek Ju-cheon’s lips.

“By any chance you… … .”

“Yes, that’s right. The real Samae may already be gone from this world.”

Baek Ju-cheon bit his lip at his words.

But there was little change in facial expression.

If you look closely, you can see that he is sighing as if it is refreshing.

Of course, others didn’t notice.

Baek Ju-cheon continued speaking.

“So you betrayed the monk?”

“Yes. I think that’s more than enough reason.”

Jo Gi-myeong answered without a moment’s hesitation.

At that moment, not only the disciples of Baekdokmun, but also the other Germans were confused.

The most embarrassed of them all was none other than Jang Ja-myeong.

The name that Jang Ja-myeong thought of was a swan on the lake called Baekdokmun.

A swan that shines in a field of ugly ducklings squawking madly.

But the death penalty betrayed you?

Jang Ja-myeong couldn’t believe it.

Jang Ja-myeong almost took off his blindfold to check the situation.

But soon he stopped moving his hand. This was because he immediately remembered Hanbin’s earnest request.

There was no way one’s own actions could ruin the plan.

But Jang Ja-myeong was also human, so he couldn’t stop the tears from flowing.

As the tears soaked the blindfold, the fake blood that had been on it spread.

Anyone who sees it will see tears of blood being shed.

Jang Ja-myeong’s shoulders trembled slightly as he shed tears of blood.

As I listened to Jo Gi-myeong’s words, I thought about what would have happened if I had not come here.

The one who suggested we come here was the four princes of Habukpengga.

He strongly dissuaded his friend Hanbin.

If it weren’t for Hanbin, Samae would definitely not be in this world.

Jang Ja-myeong quietly turned his head.

It was on Hanbin’s side.

Jang Ja-myeong now felt like he could find Han-bin’s place just by feeling.

His tears wouldn’t stop.

The cloth that had covered Jang Ja-myeong’s eyes was now completely dyed red.

One of Baekdokmun’s disciples who was watching him was startled and grabbed Jang Ja-myeong’s sleeve.

“Sir, are you okay? I think you need to get treatment quickly… … .”

“I’m done. So, keep your wits about you and keep an eye on the enemy.”

Jang Ja-myeong whispered to Baek Dok-mun’s disciple who had clear eyesight.

Even though he said this, he still had no idea how to escape from this place.

The Red Blood Tiger Corps and the Habuk Pengga forces were intact, but the remaining Germans were a problem.

Can we get them out of here?

It would be okay if only the Four Princes and the Red Blood Tigers escaped, but it seemed impossible to escape with the Germans who had already become a burden.

If only the Germans here were sane… … .

If that were the case, maybe things could have changed.

It’s hard for a few dozen ants to drive out a wolf.

But the Germans were closer to bees than to ants.

It was easier than expected for a swarm of bees to drive off a few wolves.

Jang Ja-myeong swallowed a sigh of regret.

The disciples of Samdokmun led by Moon Do-hee were similar.

Among them, Moon Do-hee’s first disciple tilted his head.

It was because Moon Do-hee’s expression was strange.

He didn’t look terrified or even angry.

The slight movement of her lips seemed to indicate that she was counting numbers.

Moon Do-hee’s disciple thought his master was crazy.

The disciple thought that it would not be strange for him to go crazy in this situation.

How could I not go crazy when the entire foundation of the Samdokmun is about to collapse?

The disciple sighed quietly.

As the Germans were making a fuss, the man stepped forward again and clapped his hands.

Clap clap!

“Enough of the jokes. If you grant me three requests, I will spare your life.”

After the man’s words, the room became as quiet as a mouse.

For a moment, the silence continued.

It was also a man’s voice that broke the silence.

“If you want to survive here, hand over the White Dragon’s Ratling. Then open the pond at the deepest part of Baekdokgok. Finally, bring the author Cheongunsashin and Jeokryongdaehyeop before me.”