The Reincarnation of Fusion Punk - Chapter 280
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#280. The Wise Man 5
#Episode 280.
Kurururung—
A dark cloud of demons that endlessly vomits out red blood and corpses.
The corpses are piled up in pyramidal structures, forming mountains here and there.
When a corpse falls and is killed with its head broken, it takes on some part of the structure, while the surviving corpse acts according to its instincts. It rushes towards humans.
The monk who led the group of monks lamented in vain.
“I can’t believe such a huge image could be unleashed upon the world. I tried my best, but in the end, I couldn’t stop it.”
The situation is not good when returning.
A formation that even the monks of Wonyeonggyeong cannot do anything about.
The dark clouds dragged by the corpse with dozens of long fingers were comparable to or even better than the Daeragummongjin, and were of a higher level than any formation in the current capital city.
Crispy—
In that moment, Unpyeong’s face suddenly distorted. While he was busy dealing with the side effects of the strange method, the Dharma treasure that had been adding magical power was destroyed and crumbled in his hands. It was several times more valuable than the Dharma treasure of an ordinary capital family.
“Should I have avoided the fight?”
Unpyeong knew long ago that the dark clouds brought by the corpse were a type of formation. It contained many things. He also knew that in order to forcibly destroy or suppress a formation with such power, a truly enormous amount of magical power would be needed. That was why he gathered the power of the monks and did his utmost to block the opening of the formation.
However, even though they responded by using the Dharma treasure, the monks who joined the expedition of the wise man were unable to respond effectively. In the middle of the battlefield where the gigantic yoke was swirling around, it was too harsh and burdensome to destroy the unfamiliar formation that the unprecedented being had deployed.
Only within the formation, no one but the monks were gods. Therefore, even the elven lord Isaac could not find a way to break through the formation from the outside. As a last resort, he even mobilized all his magic talismans, but they could only hold it off for about ten more seconds.
“······.”
Unpyeong glared at the named entity, Sachuksan, who had torn the sky in half. Half of the face was missing from the chin up, the hair was disheveled, and there were dozens of long fingers. Unpyeong recognized that the corpse with that strange appearance was a monk of a very high level.
However, as a side effect of learning the magic technique, I couldn’t remember anything.
Who was it?
His parents, who were monks who had ascended to the Wonyeonggyeong, were killed by Unpyeong, who returned to Jinju Eonga before he could take the path of betrayal. At that time, Unpyeong also killed Gyeoldan-gyeong’s uncle with his own hands.
He had been away from the monastic order for a long time, having become a monk. He must have become a monk who was famous in the monastic order at some point······.
At that moment, a monk with a fresh beard opened his mouth.
“He was once a man of some family. He was of the lineage of my grandfather’s generation.”
Unpyeong’s head opened. Only then did he nod.
“I knew it. That monster must have been the reason my parents and uncle were so moved.”
Is the state of the incarnation that a couple was trying to reach by choosing the path of betrayal really there? Soon, Unpyeong looked up at the corpse that had torn through the sky with a lost expression. When he faced the aura that made his skin ache, his blurred vision cleared up for a moment.
Next, we looked around the area where the expedition was fighting.
There were a few people who were hit by the blood and corpses falling from the dark clouds. Some were bitten to the point where their bones were visible, while others had their wounds soaked with blood.
Aaaah!
Scream. Someone was bitten and a chunk of flesh fell off. Once infected, there is no way to turn back. The expedition team’s attack, which was aimed at the corpse to kill the infected, is now directed at the suspected infected person who was just a comrade.
Kwajik!
– shit!
He immediately gave orders to attack those who had been his comrades until just a moment ago, but it was not a good sight to behold. Slicing and killing those who had been his comrades until just a moment ago would be extremely exhausting for a human’s body and mind.
It’s an extremely harsh environment for humans. What difference does it make if they’re superhumans? In the end, they fall within the category of the human species.
Eventually, those who were driven mad by the pressure, fear, and fear of infection left the ranks and ran off somewhere. Like drug addicts who hallucinate after taking drugs, they ran madly without regaining their senses. They were those who had little experience in battle or lacked the ability.
Nevertheless, the battle continued under the struggles of the Transcendents.
Kurururururung—!
Isaac steps into the center of the battlefield and draws his bow. The dark clouds pierce through, and the falling corpses instantly explode and vaporize.
The long tail of the West King Nivana, who rose on a pure white cloud, vibrated. The great sorcerer Nivana. A strong wind blew across the vast fan-shaped land, pushing the dark clouds in a circular manner. The corpses within the radius of that force slowed down as if they were sinking into a swamp, and then suddenly melted like ice in the scorching sun.
【This is so hard I could die······.】
Meanwhile, the clones of the named Bahal have increased.
While the shaman masters who were dealing with the clones were avoiding the flying drops of blood, Bahal took advantage of the brief gap to increase the number of clones to more than a dozen. Even now, he was tearing off his flesh and horns and throwing them to the ground. The mother body of the clones, which were constantly firing 7th-tier magic, continued to appear without rest, and the clones would explode magnificently when killed, scattering damage to the surroundings, making them extremely difficult to deal with. The 9th level of Sungmooism, the left-guard method and the right-guard method, rushed in at the same time to join in beating and killing the clones.
Kuung—!
When I turned my gaze to the empty space, I saw Haomunju Dokgo Woongbaek, who was facing me, fiercely pursuing Bahal. The atmosphere was entangled with incredible fists and extraordinary black magic. Dokgo Woongbaek was overwhelmingly pushing forward with just his two fists, but that didn’t mean he was completely overwhelming.
The left-wing Buddhist monk of Sungmugyo expressed his frustration at the situation.
“If it weren’t for the infection, the leader wouldn’t have to worry······.”
As expected, infection was the problem.
Unlike the named corpses, who can quickly regenerate their arms even if they are cut off, humans must always fight with the possibility of infection in mind.
No matter how tightly you wrap yourself in armor, it’s no use. Even corpses have energy that’s higher than that of a normal human.
Even attacks that are only light wounds must be avoided or blocked. It is not easy to maintain perfect concentration in a battle situation that is reaching the limit. Furthermore, if even one level 10 person is infected, it is obvious that most of the people here will be wiped out. It is difficult to boldly use a hand.
at that time.
Pubberbubbubung—!
【Stop following me···!】
The pus in the ‘jar’ that was running away suddenly burst like an active volcano. It evaporated as if vaporizing and spread like smoke, entering the human respiratory system. Unpyeong saw several wizards inhaling it. However, they hesitated and ended up not telling the truth.
Kurrurururuk—!!!
The battlefield becomes a chaotic mess as the invisible poison of the Dangnokun chasing the jar and the thick, extremely poisonous smoke sweeps through the area.
Why did humanity die in droves from a handful of corpses? Why did humanity lose its vast territory and live in a barricade? It was an understandable sight.
However.
···Unpyeong is a monk who brought the monks who were devoted to meditation and practice under a fake sky back to the world together with Revan.
“Why would you give up your humanity to become such a monster?”
Woodduck—
Named, Sachuksan just lifted a human into the air. The disheveled hair turned into blades, slashing and devouring the human. He was the last of the level 6 unmanned.
The commentator who was looking at it was shocked.
“My parents believed that they could attain eternal life through apostasy and ascend to the celestial world through endless cultivation of the discipline. Is this appearance now the appearance of a monk who has ascended to the celestial world?”
Soon, Unpyeong’s face turned as black as coal.
The previously sound voice cracked as if it had been hit by a drought.
— —···- – —······.
Soon, the lips of the furious Unpyeong began to tremble and spout strange words. His eyes widened and his whispers deepened. A profound and unstable magical power rose from below. The monk with the beard of the gods was startled and made a gesture with his hand. Wasn’t this the scene he had seen once when Unpyeong returned from his previous ordination?
“If you’re not careful, you might lose your true nature. Replenish your magical powers so that you don’t lose your mind!”
Even the named Sacheoksan felt the magical power of the comment and turned his gaze. At that very moment, wooden boxes appeared from all eight directions of Sacheoksan and tried to compress his body.
Whoosh! Crush!
【······?】
The wooden box easily broke when Sachuksan snapped his fingers a few times. However, it was just a trick of Unpyeong’s eyes. The real thing was on the ground.
The strange magical power of the words descended upon the ground, and giant chests appeared in all directions.
And then, with a dull roar, the slope narrows.
Kururururururung—!
As the ground split apart, a tidal wave rose up, and tens of thousands of corpses were pushed out at once and gathered in the center. Soon, the wooden coffins crushed and crushed the corpses with incredible force. Crunch! A huge amount of blood gushed into the sky from the coffins.
Between those pillars of red blood.
【······?】
Even though the corpses he had dropped from the dark clouds had died in large numbers, Sa-Cheok-San showed interest in Unpyeong, who was reciting strange tales.
Because the method of practice was familiar.
【 Dark Death Wooden Chest, a magical secret built over a billion eons? You have practiced my secret art. 】
Kwakwakwakwang!
In the meantime, Unpyeong expanded the range of his attack to include Bahal’s clone. The broken boxes stood upright, shaking, and then turned into spears and shot out. Sachuksan was quite surprised by the infinite expansion of the formation and the boldness of bringing the image out into the world.
【The mind will be eroded and disappear, how can we stop this?】
Soon, Sa-Cheok-San, who couldn’t stand to watch any longer, started wagging his fingers.
Then, dark clouds gathered over Unpyeong’s head. A huge pile of flesh from a corpse as big as a mountain rolled down to the ground, but next to it, Twelve Emperor Cheongpung appeared and stood there in a strange manner.
Cheongpung, who was scattering the energy of Jahashin Gong, put his hand on the scabbard,
Crunch———!
The mass of flesh that had been falling heavily, crushing the air, was cut in half and spread out to both sides. The plum inspectors of the volcano dealt with the writhing corpses, and Unpyeong continued to recite endless strange tales.
“······.”
Isaac looked back at the words and the wind, then started to run forward to gather the confused forces of the expedition.
* * *
Woojijik—
When King Ureuk Bagal of the Cat King threw his fists in all directions and bit his body, there was no invincible body that could not be compared to anything in the world.
One of Uruk Bagal’s wrists was bent and dangling like Sikryun’s finger.
[······.]
Uruk Bagal’s fur is soaked with blood and marrow.
A fairly serious injury, not just a scar or wound.
“It’s something I couldn’t have imagined when I was a big shot. Uruk Bagal.”
Shikryun, whose breastbone was shattered and sunken in by Urukbagal’s rough punch, vomited blood a few times as if he was fine and immediately began to regenerate.
Woodduck- Woodduck-
While Shikryun’s dark, swollen upper body shook and recovered from his injuries, King Ureukbagal looked down at his disobedient arms. His two eyes, wide open like a bottomless pit, were blinding and made it impossible for his opponent to know what he was thinking.
······That moment when blood was dripping from the dark clouds far away.
thud···!
A huge body cast a shadow in front of Uruk Bagal. Sikryun stood proudly and stared at Uruk Bagal.
“There is no King, and the Seven Seats of Al Heimdall are dead. When you thought that there were only five of us and that we could fight, you already made a mistake. The arrogant scum that the elves spoke of were not us, but the humans who are struggling to survive.”
Slurp—
As the dark aura covering Shikryun’s flesh was removed, numerous teeth were leaking bodily fluids. And just a moment ago, when he had grabbed Urukbagal’s wrist, it had penetrated deep into his skin.
“Even if you can’t see it, you can feel it. It’s the end.”
Kkuddeuk-
···It will soon be looking for humans to eat itself.
There are only three Water Kings in the world. A future is depicted where one of them abandons millions of his race and turns to this side.
That is why Shikryun laughed so hard that the heavens would leave him. Even though it was just a laugh, the huge demon qi shook and a rupture occurred.
“No matter how strong you are, it is a force that can never be shaken off by willpower. So it would be a good idea to learn the rules of this world.”
[······.]
Uruk Bagal stood tall and said nothing.
Shikryun continued to laugh, delighted at the sight of the great King Ureuk Bagal being shocked. After a while, Shikryun managed to stop his laughter from bursting out and kindly explained.
“We are a force of renegades who hate the First Being or who have not received his blood. Our leader is a legendary hero of the past whom you humans now call the Tainokai. The spirit has the power to compete with even the First Being.”
As he said that, Shikryun extended his large hand.
“Myo King, join us. Your power is definitely the highest rank. We will kill the first being and the elders who claim to be his servants, and create a new world of our own.”
Tub.
“!”
The silent Urukbagal took the hand that Shikryun extended. Shikryun’s lips lifted at the sight of him not even hesitating to shake hands. Due to the strange emotion, Shikryun’s dark and gloomy aura spread out in all directions.
however······
Uruk Bagal, who was holding hands, immediately shook his head and said.
[ Wooin (牛人). Are you an idiot? ]
“?”
Woodduck-
‘!’
Shikryun’s log-like wrist turned around in a circle.
Gugugugugugugugugugugu—!
Soon, a transcendent sense of oppression fiercely pressed down on Shikryun. The ground around him shook as if it was going to collapse, then sank, leaving Shikryun’s footprints behind. The intangible energy suffocated him. He felt as if he had to bow his head immediately because of the distant fear engraved in his instincts.
[ In a fight to the death, why do you extend your hand to the enemy? ]
Urukbagal looked up at Sikryun as if he really didn’t understand. His eyes were pitch-black and empty, as if he was looking into a bottomless pit. Even though he was looking up, he felt like he was looking down on him. The overwhelming power that had just stabbed and stimulated his basal instincts was the spirit unique to King Suin.
“Your Majesty, it seems you still don’t understand the situation.”
Shikryun, who had been startled without realizing it, ground his teeth, but after confirming that Urukbagal’s wounds were not healing, Shikryun regained his composure and sneered as if it was useless.
“This damn wrist. It’s just a useless seizure anyway. You’ll soon be like me. You’ll only admit defeat when your instincts have taken over your bones—”
But at that time.
Shikryun suddenly felt that the two wide-open eyes of Urukbagal were strange. He couldn’t tell what emotions he was feeling, and he couldn’t grasp his current state.
Just one thing.
I noticed that he wasn’t agitated.
The next moment.
[ Is that so? ]
Urukbagal, who was holding onto Sikryun with one arm, folded and straightened his knee joints for an instant. A front kick that quickly exploited the gap in perception struck Sikryun’s thick abdomen.
Thud thud—
The power of the body of the King of Suin was, as expected, extremely evil. The joints of Sikryun’s arms, which had been caught in the evil power of Uruk Bagal, were torn apart like a piece of paper, and his heavy body was thrown dozens of meters away. Before Sikryun could raise his heavy body from the unexpected attack.
The new form of Urukbagal that used to bounce lightly on the ground has disappeared.
Spot—
“!”
The foot of Urukbagal, which shot out like lightning, lightly touched Sikryun’s head, which was on the ground. Sikryun quickly covered his head with a yoke and fought back, but a loud noise like a bomb exploding was heard and a terrifying wave of destruction swept through the ground. Sikryun’s skull, which had been kicked out like a ball after breaking through the counterattack, caved in.
‘Yes, so the bloodline of the King of Suin is different after all.’
Even if it is not the original noble blood, it is the blood of a strong person like Shikryun. Even though the time has passed for the reason to be eroded by most transcendent beings, there are still no signs of infection.
The atmosphere was tense and turbulent. Sikryun shook his head as he watched Ureuk Bagal raise his spirits without hesitation even after confirming the infection.
“Is this the King’s last act of courage? He is completely unable to communicate.”
At that point, Sikryun took a breath and looked far ahead.
The battle situation is chaotic. Blood pouring down from the sky makes humans act like cornered rats. People who are suffering from the fear of infection are attacking each other without thinking.
however.
‘···?’
Shikryun, who was watching the battlefield closely, realized something strange.
Among the ugly, blood-soaked, fleeing humans, fighting for their lives, nowhere on the battlefield was there such chaos and bloodshed.
Not a single infected traitor was seen.
* * *
Revan laughed with a hollow laugh.
“Wow, they all work hard.”
It was a remark made upon seeing the Jeongmu Alliance of Lee Gwang-baek and the group of magicians of the Brahman family who had left the expedition and were heading towards the ruins where the wise man was.
They approached the ruins, carefully guarding against the barrage of yogis falling from the sky. It was obvious what they wanted.
Could it be that the expedition team’s power is depleted and they are thinking of salvaging something before they collapse? In the past, when humanity was gradually falling apart, humans moved to realize their own greed. Sometimes, human reason and thinking are worse than the cannibalistic desires of an emotionless corpse.
“You are the person who recently stepped down from your position as one of the Twelve Emperors.”
Mujeongsu Lee Gwangbaek. Even Kaso Pon was impressed by his action.
Revan shook his head.
“Old man, I thought you were quite reasonable, but you are a bit like that.”
Maybe that choice is rational. They might be thinking of going in and getting something. But the problem is that no matter how you look at it, it seems like it’s only for selfish reasons.
Kaso Pon laughed at the sight of the Jeongmu Meng and the Brahmin family.
“How can you be so ignorant already?”
Soon, Revan and Kaso Fon turned their heads at the same time.
That’s already happened and it can’t be undone.
【······The dark clouds······are all here. It’s annoying.】
In front of them, angry red eyes move rapidly. It must be tasteless to eat the traitorous humans. Even if there are two level ten people here, it is not easy to kill a corpse that size if it decides to go crazy.
Jeobuk-
But then, Kaso Pon took a step forward. He looked around the battlefield that was turning into a mess with calm eyes, then smiled at Revan and opened his mouth.
“Yeah, I was wrong.”
“?”
Hooooooooooo—
Suddenly, Kaso Pon, the sword master, realized that he had been mistaken. The area around his heart began to beat with a bluish glow.
“I was arrogant.”
His new form suddenly disappeared, and from the red-eyed corpse, a sudden spurt of flesh flew out. Hundreds of eerie magical powers exploded from the great sword that crushed space, sweeping away everything in the vicinity. The mana barrier also shattered under the overwhelming force.
Ugh—
The circular mana stream that swung the greatsword became thicker. A dazzling amount of magical power shot out from the sword. Even the sword body, which was blacker than pitch black, was seeping a very slight light.
Kkaaaaaaah—
Revan jumped in without being able to admire the power of Kaso Pon. The body of the corpse that was shattered by the knight’s greatsword that was drawn with all his heart was screaming while slowly regenerating. Immediately, the five-shaped sword’s four-step style, immobility, adorned the air. Dozens of lines of trajectories appeared on the body of the corpse that was regenerating with red eyes.
And then, about twenty seconds later.
It was at this exact moment that the corpse’s body was cut into five pieces and thousands of tentacles were stabbing in all directions.
······From the perspective of the classical expedition team, something unexpected and strange happened.
[ The expedition team······! ]
Suddenly, in the distant sky towards Al Heimdall.
[······Listen!]
Someone’s huge voice echoed through the battlefield’s sky.
[ The cause is unknown, but there are no infected people in this battlefield! Come to your senses and focus your efforts on dealing with the corpses! ]
The only emperor of openness who was looking down on this battlefield from somewhere.
The thunderous roar of the Dragon Head Ship echoed through the minds of the expedition team.
[ No infected people! ]