Chapter 153 Counterattack (6)
Once again, the Ice Rakshasa's energy spread in all directions, and invariably, the hand axes of the bearded man's group shot out after it.
As if there had been considerable progress in the anti, the bearded man's axes were cutting through the Ice Rakshasa's ice pillars like tofu, felling the Eastern Depot's martial artists.
‘We have a good chance of winning.’
Since the Ice Rakshasa was fighting better than expected, Jaun decided to leave this battlefield entirely to the Embroidered Uniform Guard and his companions.
After glancing around for a mont, he concealed his body within the shadows and entered.
─ KABOOOOM.
─ SLASH. CLANG.
“Aaaargh.”
“Keoheok!”
Jaun, who had passed through the Eastern Depot martial artists, breaking through the screams that filled the surroundings, shot towards Prince Yeomseong like a flash of lightning.
“Huh?”
“Is that… Demon Shadow Step?”
The martial artists in black robes standing guard around Prince Yeomseong instantly drew their weapons. Their eyes, which had been standing with languid gazes while yawning, were filled with astonishnt.
“Is that the bastard who made the Blood Demons at the gate go berserk?”
“What? Wasn't he a guy who uses sound arts or illusions?”
“Everyone, be on your guard! He’s no ordinary guy!”
The martial artists, feeling Jaun’s energy, hurriedly raised their own.
Jaun, who had closed the distance in an instant, slashed his sword towards the three martial artists.
─ KABOOOOM!
The black-robed martial artists who received Jaun’s sword all retreated two or three steps.
“Cough.”
Seeing the martial artists spit out blood from Jaun's single blow, Prince Yeomseong, with wide, surprised eyes, shoved a Blood Immortal Pill into his mouth and retreated several dozen steps.
“……Popping a Blood Immortal Pill and turning tail. I feel like I’ve seen this scene sowhere before?”
Hearing Jaun's voice, Prince Yeomseong's eyes widened as if he had realized sothing.
“That bastard! He's the one who ca to my residence and spread false rumors!”
At Prince Yeomseong's words, the martial artists in black robes frowned and glared at Jaun.
“Who are you? How can soone who isn't even a martial artist of the Divine Cult possess this level of Demonic Energy…!”
Jaun shook his head as if he found it absurd.
“You bastards who picked up the abandoned martial arts of the Blood Cult dare to call yourselves martial artists of the Divine Cult? It seems I am the only proper martial artist of the Divine Cult here.”
At Jaun's words, the three n's eyes widened.
“You… are a martial artist of the Divine Cult?”
“That can't be. I've never seen his face before.”
Jaun opened his mouth to the seemingly confused martial artists.
“Words are unnecessary, aren't they? Feel it for yourselves.”
A huge wave of Demonic Energy began to blaze on Jaun's Mangru Blood Sword. The three martial artists, with surprised expressions, each raised their own weapons.
The ones standing on the left and right as if guarding were users of deford sabers, and the martial artist in the center was a middle-aged man with a sword.
The middle-aged man, having confird Jaun's Demonic Energy, opened his mouth.
“I am Changru Goma. The ones by my side are called the Twin Blood Fiend Sabers. If you are truly a martial artist of the Divine Cult, reveal your title!”
“My title is Heartless Soul Stealer. And my na is Wi… Jaun.”
Jaun finally spoke his father's surna, which he had not dared to use until now.
“……Wi? The Wi Family? Don't tell , the Xinjiang Wi Family?”
Instead of an answer, Jaun's sword shot forward.
─ KABOOOM!
The martial artists, pushed back again by Jaun’s single blow, bit their lips hard.
“This martial art is…! Twin Blood Fiend Sabers! He's a survivor of the Xinjiang Wi Family! You can give up on everything else, but capture that bastard no matter what!”
The two n, holding deford sabers in their left and right hands respectively, leaped forward and took a deep breath, causing blazing Demonic Energy to spread in all directions.
As if they had trained together their entire lives, a combined attack without a single flaw poured down on Jaun.
─ CLANG, CLANG CLANG CLANG, CLANG!
In an instant, three or four exchanges passed.
Despite the two of them attacking together, it was the Twin Blood Fiend Sabers who were sent flying back. Looking down at their trembling hands, the Twin Blood Fiend Sabers gritted their teeth as if in disbelief and rushed at Jaun again.
“How foolish.”
The Demonic Energy contained in Jaun's sword began to emit a dark red light.
“Die!”
The Twin Blood Fiend Sabers' sabers flew towards Jaun again. The saber coming from the left was a standard combined attack that blocked the lower body, while the one from the right blocked the upper body.
Jaun, who was watching the sabers fly towards him indifferently, raised his hand forward. Then, just before the Twin Blood Fiend Sabers' sabers touched his body, he bent his hand, and the two n's sabers flowed sideways, following Jaun’s gesture.
“Heok?”
The two n's mouths fell open as they felt their sabers flow in an unintended direction.
─ KABOOOOM!
The two n's sabers struck the innocent ground. Then, the Ink Ring on Jaun's left hand emitted a black light.
─ SWISH
The Millennium Silk that shot out from Jaun's left hand instantly swept past the two n's necks. Just like that, the two of them, without even realizing what technique they had been defeated by, lost their heads and collapsed to the ground.
─ THUD, RUMBLE.
Changru Goma's face turned pale as he confird that Jaun had taken the necks of the Twin Blood Fiend Sabers in just a few moves.
“I-Impossible. How can he have such martial prowess?”
Changru Goma, who was glaring at Jaun, bit down on the Blood Immortal Pill hidden in his molar.
─ CRUNCH
Changru Goma, with a tense expression, raised his sword forward. Imdiately after, he took a deep breath, gathered the energy of the Blood Immortal Pill to its fullest, and raised his sword upwards.
“Die!”
─ KABOOOM!
Changru Goma kicked off the ground and rushed towards Jaun. Unlike the two who had fallen just monts ago, Changru Goma's swordsmanship was of a considerable level.
The sword, which had grown huge in an instant, fell towards Jaun.
─ KIIIIING
The Mangru Blood Sword, which received Changru Goma's sword, let out a strange cry.
‘A top-level skill. But, if they really wanted this plan to succeed, this level of martial artist is not enough. They should have at least mobilized a martial artist who has received the title of Demon.’
As Jaun pulled on Changru Goma's energy, his form swayed in mid-air.
Changru Goma, who had retreated with surprised eyes, looked down at his own hand as if he couldn't understand.
Jaun gripped the Mangru Blood Sword with both hands and brought it to a middle guard.
Confirming Jaun's unwavering stance, Changru Goma gritted his teeth.
“Just who in the world are you!”
─ CLANG, SMACK. SHATTER.
While receiving the sword of the once-again-attacking Changru Goma, Jaun carefully examined its path.
─ CLANG. CLANG, KANG.
‘This is… a variation of the Sky Severing Thunder Sword.’
─ SLASH
In just six exchanges, Jaun, who had identified the foundation of Changru Goma's swordsmanship, drove into an opening and unleashed his sword, which deeply cut through Changru Goma's shoulder.
─ SPLASH
Through the blood splattering in the air, Changru Goma's bewildered expression was visible.
“……H-How do you know this martial art?”
Jaun's sword was waiting at the end of the sword path he had to take, as if it had co out to et his own sword.
It was impossible to create such a counterasure in a short period of ti. That ant that Jaun already understood his martial arts sufficiently.
As the incomprehensible situation continued, the tip of Changru Goma's sword began to tremble slightly.
Changru Goma, whose sword path had already been figured out, was hard-pressed to even block Jaun's sword, let alone launch a proper attack. Confirming this, Jaun began to increase the speed of his sword with a cold expression.
─ CLANG, SLASH.
─ CLANG, SPLASH.
When he arduously blocked one attack, the following attack created a wound on Changru Goma's body. Changru Goma, who had hastily retreated to use his Blood Qi to heal his body, bit his lip hard.
He rushed in once more and clashed his sword against Jaun's, and this ti, he used the rebound force to throw his body backward.
─ KABOOOM!
‘……Is he trying to run away already?’
Changru Goma, thinking he had no chance of winning, seed to have chosen to flee. And Prince Yeomseong, who had confird Changru Goma was pulling back, gritted his teeth.
“……These, these bug-like martial artists.”
Prince Yeomseong's fist trembled.
Jaun, who was watching Changru Goma about to leap by kicking the ground again, extended his left hand forward with an indifferent expression. At the sa ti, the Millennium Silk shot out from the Ink Ring.
─ SWIIIIISH
The Millennium Silk, which shot out at a trendous speed, wrapped around the thigh of the fleeing Changru Goma.
“Keuk.”
Changru Goma rolled on the ground from the pain he felt in his thigh.
Just as he pressed the acupoint on his gushing thigh and tried to run back again, Jaun's spear, which had flown after him, pierced straight through Changru Goma's back.
─ THWACK!
Blood spurted into the air.
“……Keoheok!”
Changru Goma's body shook violently.
The Blood Qi concentrated on the hole in his right chest, instantly healing the wound, but Jaun's sword, which had already approached, cut straight through Changru Goma's neck.
─ SLASH
─ CLATTER
The headless body fell forward.
‘Hoo.’
Jaun caught his breath and turned his head to look at Prince Yeomseong.
“……You bastard.”
Prince Yeomseong, who had lost all the Blood Cult martial artists guarding him in an instant, clenched his fists.
The Eastern Depot martial artists who had belatedly rushed to Prince Yeomseong's side surrounded his front.
In the anti, Jaun picked up the spear that had passed through Changru Goma's body and fallen to the ground, and cracked his neck. He needed a mont to catch his breath because he had been pouring out his energy nonstop since the shrine.
As Jaun caught his breath and slowly walked toward Prince Yeomseong, the Eastern Depot martial artists took a step back and stood close to Prince Yeomseong.
A mont later, an old man walked out from among the martial artists surrounding Prince Yeomseong.
“……That spear.”
The one who walked forward with a contorted expression was the Admiral of the Eastern Depot who had given orders to the Eastern Depot a little while ago.
He stared at the spear Jaun was holding and opened his mouth.
“Hwang Pyeong-il. How are you holding his spear?”
The old man's distorted expression did not straighten out easily. It was because the flow of the battle had rapidly tilted toward the Embroidered Uniform Guard because he had been forced to leave the battlefield to protect Prince Yeomseong.
The old man, who was watching the Eastern Depot martial artists fall because he had left his post, gritted his teeth and shouted.
“You bastard! I asked you what your relationship with the Embroidered Uniform Guard is!”
The old man's imnse aura pushed towards Jaun.
Jaun slightly raised his spear to deflect the old man's aura, caught his breath, and opened his mouth.
“Not the Embroidered Uniform Guard. I think the right question would be to ask what my relationship with Squad Leader Jo is.”
“……Squad Leader Jo? Squad Leader Jo, you say?”
At Jaun's words, the Admiral of the Eastern Depot turned his head and looked at Squad Leader Jo standing behind him.
Squad Leader Jo, who was standing to the right of Prince Yeomseong and raising his energy, looked at the Admiral of the Eastern Depot with a bewildered face.
“Gong-gong, it is a misunderstanding! I have no relationship with that person!”
Squad Leader Jo waved his hands with surprised eyes. As he, with all the blood drained from his face, protested with trembling lips, Jaun chuckled and opened his mouth again.
“Squad Leader Jo, didn't you give
the Plum Blossom Divine Pill? Thanks to that, I was able to resolve things much more smoothly. I was even able to be this safe within the explosion of the Thunderclap Bombs.”
“Plum Blossom… Divine Pill?”
Squad Leader Jo rubbed his eyes and looked at Jaun again.
“T-That's impossible! This is the first ti I've ever seen you, so how could I have given you the Plum Blossom Divine Pill! The only one I gave the Plum Blossom Divine Pill to was Thousand Households Commander Ma…!”
Squad Leader Jo, who had spoken that far, shut his mouth and hardened his expression.
“Don't tell ……?”
“That's right. The one who returned from the subjugation of the northern nomads was not Thousand Households Commander Ma, but .”
At Jaun’s words, Squad Leader Jo's mouth fell open.
The Admiral of the Eastern Depot, who was watching the scene, furrowed his brow deeply.
“……Squad Leader Hyuk. Yes, so you were the one who did that. Now I understand. I was wondering how soone like Thousand Households Commander Ma could have faced Squad Leader Hyuk.”
The old man, who was looking at Jaun with a hardened expression, bit his lip hard.
“Ha! Yes. It was all your doing from the beginning. Blurring His Majesty's eyes, the failure of the persuasion of the Twelve Swords of the Embroidered Uniform Guard, and Emperor Yeongmin's survival from that explosion!”
─ GRIND
The old man, gritting his teeth, slowly rolled up his sleeves.
Behind the old man, the Embroidered Uniform Guard, who had gained montum, were rapidly pushing back the Eastern Depot martial artists.
“You were the culprit who ruined the grand plan. Even if everything goes wrong here, I will take your head and return!”
With those words, as the Admiral of the Eastern Depot raised his energy, a chilling energy began to fill the surroundings.
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