Surviving as a Rival in a Martial Arts Novel - Surviving as a Rival in a Martial Arts Novel chapter 109

Chapter 109 – Unstoppable Darkness (02)

His presence brings fear.

No matter how much the Black Moon Party was, the number of remaining married people had run out, and the only warriors who were sane and active as members of the Black Moon Party were non-existent except at the level of the head of the party. It was literally in a state of extinction down to its roots. .

Childangju and Paldangju were defeated and killed by Geumseonmahu and Murim Lord, respectively.

Even among the ten leaders of the Black Moon Party, Mo Zisheng and Xia Hajiin had died some time ago, and most of the remaining eight heads were currently dead or in a similar state.

The powerful destructive power of the Heavenly Demon God, developed during the war with the Blood Cult, was able to destroy even the monsters created by the secret arts of the Blood Cult, so Yukdangju was moving around almost as a corpse, and the black sword of the Sword Dragon Namgungjeon was stuck in his body. In this state, his arms were cut off by the Jeonryong and the Maeryong, and his head was blown off by the Pyeongryong.

Sadangju attacked Jinhongseon unilaterally, striking the air thoroughly without giving him distance on purpose. As he was pushed back unilaterally without being able to counterattack, the wound on his thigh exploded and his defeat deepened, and Samdangju was already Ban Gyu-seong. And died after being defeated by the Murim Alliance advance team.

The head of this clan was not present at the moment, and the remaining heads of the clan, especially the head of the Sadang clan, who was the only head of the opposite s*x remaining, did not expect her to return and help them, so they were left out in the first place.

In such a situation, the head of the first family appeared.

Roaring…!

As the cave where the Black Moon Party was hiding collapsed, the main camp of the Black Moon Party was visible from the battlefield outside, and the first leader was standing in front of the main pillar, raising his black sword.

At that moment, everyone here had the same thought.

You can’t defeat that guy.

And that you can never win unless you defeat that man.

That means that in the end, no matter how many of his subordinates died and the majority of the clan leader was lost, the Black Moon Party would win this time too.

“Retreat…”

The moment the Murim lord was about to shout a retreat, Geumseonmahu, who was staggering due to exhaustion of Jin Won Jin-gi, tried to cover the Murim lord’s mouth.

“You came all the way here?”

“You can’t win.”

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I can feel it right away.

Just as a one-day puppy does not know the fear of a tiger, but a wolf cannot bark because it knows well the fear of a tiger, he was able to recognize the black sword that appeared blurry in the distance because he had reached the level of a transcendent expert.

They say they can’t win on their own.

Until I saw it in person, I thought that if I could defeat the leaders of the Black Moon Party without causing as much damage as possible, and if I were prepared to make some sacrifices by simultaneously deploying transcendental experts, I would be able to win, but now my thoughts have changed.

You can’t win.

Even if everyone in this room attacked, they couldn’t win.

It can be said that the current best power of the Murim Alliance is Jade Seolhwa, but the Murim Lord has already known that he is stranded by someone of a similar level after confirming that a sharp sound of a wave is coming from a place where the Murim Alliance’s information network is cut off.

The Murim Lord thought that even if Jade Flower came back, he could not win.

That man was truly a monster.

A true monster that you can’t even imagine winning.

In some ways, it could be said that he was disqualified as a Murim lord, but he thought it was his job to preserve even a little of the power of the Murim ally, which was already suffering fatal damage.

“Cheonmadae!!”

But Geumseonmahu did not accept it.

She also instinctively felt threatened, and could tell that her man, with his dark side, was an overwhelming master.

However, if they withdraw in vain like this when the entire power of the Demonic Cult has been brought in, even if it is unreasonable, what will happen to the seventeen Heavenly Demons who have been sacrificed so far?

“Stop it. We’ve already lost. No… We’ve defeated their power, so we can say we won.”

“You don’t think so either.”

“But I guess I can convince others that way. I left only one person behind and exterminated the rest.”

That was actually the situation.

The disciples of the Black Moon Party were wiped out, and only a few leaders were alive.

If they retreat now, the Murim Alliance and the Demonic Cult could declare victory by driving the Black Moon Party to annihilation with some sacrifice.

But, can you understand such a result?

Right now, even the Murim Lord was looking bitter, as if he knew he was going to lie to save people?

‘I can’t admit it. Even if I admit it, Cheonmadae will not admit it.’

For the glory of the Demonic Cult, it would be better to die fiercely here.

“Stop.”

Mahu Geumseon, who was trying to create an opportunity for the Cheonma by burning the True Won Jinki, which was already less than half of the remaining, stopped when he heard a voice coming from behind.

Hearing that voice that was familiar, but at the same time so weak that it was not familiar to him, Geumseonmahu turned his head towards the voice that called him as if he was possessed by something.

“It’s enough now.”

The man everyone here has been waiting for has finally arrived.

And of course, Geumseonmahu was among those waiting.

“……You.”

It’s late. It was such an exquisite appearance that it was impossible to blame him.

Because she knew her general story, she could guess what kind of mindset he had when he came to this battlefield.

“Murim Lord. Please hand over your troops.”

“I was planning on doing that. But are you… Okay?”

The Murim Lord asked with concern as he looked at the man who seemed somehow helpless and was suppressing sadness, but he shook his head, stroking his disheveled hair.

“It’ll be okay.”

I never thought that a man who was so shameless and proud would be ruined like this because of Gyu Wol-hyang.

Feeling a little bit of jealousy, a little bit of sadness, and an overwhelming joy that was incomparable, Geumseonmahu took a step back.

“Can you do it?”

“I have to do it.”

Her man takes her reluctant steps.

Seeing her usually broad back sinking down, Mafu Geumseon had an expression of resentment toward something with her dissatisfied red eyes, but she did not bother to voice those feelings out loud.

“Hmph.”

Instead, she just crossed her arms and followed the figure of her man with her eyes.

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The battlefield that had been fiercely fought just moments ago had quietened down.

There was no longer anyone to fight with.

If we could not defeat the man holding the black sword and guarding the front of Dangjugak, the alliance between the Murim Alliance and the Demonic Cult could not achieve victory.

The survivors of the Black Moon Party were well aware of this, so they thought they had secured their victory and did not overdo it, so the battle stopped after mutual agreement.

How many heads of the family are left? And how many allies were left?

I tried to think of various thoughts, but I still felt like my head was spinning so I couldn’t remember them properly.

I just left Yakgok and walked and walked to arrive here.

As if nature was leading me, I followed my destiny and arrived here. The Heavenly Demon and Crimson Sun simultaneously blocked the shrine lord who tried to block my path. I stepped on the collapsed wall of the cave, climbed up, and took my place in front of him.

In front of a thief holding a frighteningly dark black sword.

“Gyu Sanhyeok… No, heukdo Heowol.”

Heo Wol raised his black eyes and looked at me.

“I thought you would come. Currently, out of all the martial artists in the central plains, you are the only one who can share the sword with me.”

That’s why I also took a step that I didn’t feel like taking.

“Yes. That’s why I came to take you down.”

“It doesn’t look good.”

It wasn’t wrong.

Because both the Murim Lord and Geumseonmahu looked worried as soon as they saw me.

The story that passed by in passing was so shocking that it almost burst into tears the moment it saw my bare face, so I must be in a very bad state right now.

But despite this, I was standing in front of my worst enemy, a man who was currently the central member of the team… No, my strongest enemy, including outside of the world.

“Gyu Sanhyeok.”

He showed no reaction.

He just raised the black sword and slowly aimed it at me to protect the dangjugak behind his back.

“How many moons do you have?”

“Two.”

He was answering without hesitation.

“This false world with only one moon remaining will announce its destruction and a new moon will rise. If that happens, I will become perfect.”

“There is only one moon.”

“That’s why this world is false.”

There was no lie in his heart and it was unwavering.

That’s why his black sword is straight, can cut through anything, doesn’t even cause damage, and is a perfect sword with a deep mind that doesn’t allow for even a single doubt.

“Is that so?”

For Heo Wol, the black sword, that was the truth.

This world was a lie, and the world he wanted, the world where the two moons rose, was the only true world for him.

“When the long night ends and the two moons rise… I will be able to get it back.”

I am not persuaded.

Because his heart, which was completely unwavering, was revealed in the form of a black sword.

It looks very thin and precarious, but it is in the form of a straight black sword that cannot be damaged by anything.

His black sword was so perfectly completed that it was no longer possible for me to persuade him with words.

“Take out your sword.”

As Heo Wol said, I drew my sword.

Holding the treasured sword that was already crumbling and dusty, I slowly infused my energy into it and filled it with my heart sword.

Tsk… Crackle…!

When he saw the state of the sword, a subtle anger began to appear in the black eyes of the man holding the black sword.

He raised the black sword with an extremely displeased expression as he looked at my heart sword, which was even more clumsy than before, with powder and silver moonlight splashing around, like impure charcoal burning and sparking.

Once again, I opened my eyes and ran forward, calling out the name of the woman who held a larger part of my heart than myself.

The slash of the black sword splits the air.

To block it, I swung the treasured sword containing the heart sword, and the body of the sword, shining white as if it had been made by condensing jet black, touched the sword body.

Pajik!

I tried to twist the black blade’s trajectory with a bit of repulsion, but Hewol twisted his sword blade and tried to slit my throat.

My heart, which had already been damaged once by colliding with the black sword-

Wow!

It was so easily broken by the second slash.

As the white sword body was cut away, the black sword flew into my neck without any hindrance.

Push.

I can’t stand it.

The heart sword that I had previously made strong to fight against the black sword was able to withstand the black sword’s blow for a moment, but the heart sword that I forcibly pulled out now could not withstand even a moment and was cut by the sharpness of the black sword.

“Ah-“

I didn’t feel any pain.

Feeling the feel of the black sword that had cut right through half of my neck, I tilted my collapsing head back and looked up at the sky with the feeling of my throat being split.

The brilliant silver moon hiding behind the black clouds.

‘Wolhyang…’

“Is this the end? It certainly seemed like a possibility before, so why is it so empty?”

Heo Wol’s shocked voice echoes in a space filled with silence.

“Why did your heart break? Is it because of that woman who will die soon? So did you come out of desperation to die at the same time as that woman?”

Maybe I walked all the way here with self-destructive thoughts.

That may be right.

The moment the heart and sword touched each other, I instinctively released the heart and sword, relaxed my strength, and accepted the sword without even thinking about dodging.

Gulp…

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I felt blood gushing out from my severed neck, and I sat down looking at the moon and looked up at the sky blankly.

“What a fool. Did he think that if he died, I would feel empty and give up everything?”

Heo Yue turned around while holding the black sword that didn’t have a single drop of blood on it.

“The head of the family told me to kill everyone here. He thinks everything will end if he dies. He is so naive and stupid.”

I knew.

I knew very well what he would do if I collapsed, so I had no choice but to run here.

So……

[Are you going to come back to where I am…?]

I am.

It happened again.

Paduk! Crackling…!

“…What’s going on?”

She doesn’t like having her hurt.

She will always wait for me.

My Wolhyang will treat me with passion and sincerity no matter how injured I am.

My heart has already changed for her, and I have taken in her characteristics and thrown them away.

“No matter how much I think about it, I can’t stop your black sword.”

No matter how hard and powerful I imagined the heart sword to be, I could not create a master sword that could attack the already perfectly fixed and unwavering black sword.

So, I decided to cut it.

Instead, just as Cheonwon Sangjon preserved his body intact even though his head was cut off by the sword.

Pazy!

My heart sword was transformed for the purpose of regenerating my body.

It wasn’t a foreign magic like Marasimgong, but it was a method of forcibly holding my body together until my mind broke.

Because it was a black sword that cut so sharply, the only way to restore the body was by forcibly sewing the body back together.

After confirming that my blood-covered neck was sticking, I took out the heart sword again.

Passy!

This is my heart and soul.

My personal heart sword created for just one woman, and to defeat just one man.

“Simgeom. Wolhyang.”

The function is extremely simple.

My body will not give in until my heart gives in.