Chapter 115

Episode 115: There’s a lot of blood.

Baek Mang-gi’s expression as he looked at me contained many emotions.

Fear Surprise Excitement Anger.

The first thing that came out was surprise.

“You’re this young?”

The first time you almost died from my sword, you probably thought I was an evil soma. He said he was mistaken. If it weren’t for Extreme Soma, I wouldn’t have been able to swing the sword this fast.

“Hey old man.”

The politeness towards him was omitted. I don’t know what his life was like. But the moment I cut down Samrang here today, the reason to respect him disappeared.

“Did you say we were playing with ghosts? “You’re playing with ghosts right now, right?”

“What did you say just now?”

“Why are you crawling out of the grave and interfering in the affairs of future generations? You even earned the name Geomwang during your time. Was that not enough?”

As soon as I hit the nail on the head, the air around me became cold.

But I was feeling the heat. It was the heat of Extreme Soma slowly putting on his mask properly behind his back. I could tell what he was feeling without even looking into his eyes.

Yes, there are things you can know without saying or seeing.

“Look at you, young junior. “If you have such a bad way of speaking to adults, how can you use it?”

“Old man, you’re going to kill me anyway, so it’s too shameless to expect you to be polite, right? Actually, if you were shameful, you wouldn’t have cut those young juniors, right?”

He smoothed his trimmed beard as the air around him grew colder. I made his flesh grow even more.

“If a disciple gets old and gets into a power struggle, you, the master, should have stopped him. What are you going to do if he crawls out as if he was waiting? Are you both senile?”

Baek Mang-gi’s face turned slightly red. Yeah, get excited. Be more excited.

I shouted to the Bisain and Apostles standing far away.

“Let’s send these old guys back to history.”

This meant that we would take charge of this part, so take charge of the sarcophagus.

Hope bloomed in Bisain’s eyes that were once filled with despair. If we were in charge of Baek Mang-gi, this fight would have been worth it.

On the other hand, Seokgwanchu’s expression was stiff. I would have never dreamed that such a variable would arise in a matter that even involved a master.

Baek Mang-gi asked coldly.

“Who are you?”

“The person who will take the old man missing from the list to the underworld.”

At that moment, Baek Mang-gi drew his sword as quickly as lightning.

Flash!

I barely avoided the flying sword. Baekmanggi’s attack was fast and powerful.

That moment!

Peeing!

The blood clot of the extreme soma was released. Baek Mang-gi twisted his body to avoid it, and my sword pierced him.

In an instant, we clashed and the Four Apostles and the Bisain also rushed at Sarok Guan Chu.

I decided to fight without worrying about the evil soma.

In the first place, I had never fought with him in unison, and I judged that if I tried to do a clumsy joint attack while dealing with Baek Mang-gi, I would be at a disadvantage. I believed in extreme soma.

You’ll figure it out. They will intervene on their own, avoid them on their own, and help you on their own. You will fight well on your own.

Therefore, I fought with the mindset of fighting Baek Mang-gi one-on-one.

visor!

Once again there was a clash. His swift sword was too fast for the Apostle Thirteen Rangers to catch it. Even Extreme Soma is an attack that is not easy to avoid continuously.

If you see it with your own eyes and stop it, it is already too late. I had to stop it with experience and instinct.

He attacks the left, so I have to attack the right. The moment you think like this, your head will be cut off.

Baek Mang-gi, who only focused on speed, became flashy. This sudden change was so threatening.

But I managed to block his attack. I tried not to be discouraged by him.

While exchanging herbal food, the blood clot of Extreme Soma was released. Because our movements were so fast, the blood vessels were released very carefully. Because if I make a mistake, I could be right.

Even though it was a battle between Lee and Il, Baek Mang-gi was not pushed back at all. He was showing through his skills what it meant to be named Geomwang 80 years ago.

Swordsmanship is a swordsmanship, but Baekmanggi’s footwork was also spectacular. If I hadn’t learned Pungshinsabo, I would have been completely trampled by this method. He fought with me as if trying to avoid being attacked by blood, but each step was incredibly flexible.

When about 100 seconds had passed, Baekmanggi, who was exchanging swords, suddenly unleashed his power. It was a really varied attack, but fortunately, I was able to use my energy and block it in time.

Boom!

As tension and tension met, a loud noise erupted like an explosion.

We pushed each other backwards. The aerodynamic strength was almost similar. If it weren’t for the 10,000 Years of Black Reishi that I had recently taken, I would have lost to him in terms of internal skills.

When we got away from each other like that, we had time to talk.

“I don’t want to be surprised, but I can’t. “How on earth can someone have such deep inner strength at that age?”

I spoke to him happily.

“Friend, don’t you know me?”

“what?”

“I returned to old age.”

For a moment he thought I was someone he knew.

“who?”

“Who is it? A young junior with a nasty speaking habit. “Why do you ask who I am when I don’t have any friends?”

Only then did Baek Mang-gi realize that I had ridiculed him. His expression distorted. You have to provoke him whenever you get the chance.

As always, the one who gets excited loses the fight.

The sword energy was released from his excited sword for the first time.

Love it!

It was the moment I had been waiting for.

Boom!

The moment I recognized it, I had already put my dark heart into action. My sword and body were one.

Sigh!

The moment my sword pierces Baek Mang-gi’s heart.

Vision returned to normal. As the darkness around me disappeared, I began to see my surroundings.

There were already several holes in Baek Mang-gi’s body, and blood was flowing from them. This was the place where blood clots hit the mark.

I don’t know when Baekmanggi was hit by it. Baek Mang-gi fought so well even though he took two of us with him.

Surprise, astonishment, futility and fear. I slowly pulled out my sword, looking down at his final gaze filled with all kinds of emotions. I was so tired and exhausted that I had nothing to say to him.

Blood spurted out from his heart and Baek Mang-gi fell dead.

If he had not achieved the Twelve Stars, he would have lost this battle. Even if we hadn’t joined forces with Extreme Soma, we would have died.

In Murim, there are such monster-like squadron masters. It is in the Murim Alliance, it is in the main church, and it is also in the Apostolic Alliance.

Old masters who have hardened like fossils and then suddenly pop out and try to ignite a final spark. That’s why Moorim is so scary.

“Oh my gosh, I’m going to die.”

I lay down on the spot. It took so much mental energy that I didn’t have the strength to even lift a finger. It really felt like I couldn’t move unless someone stabbed me with a sword. I couldn’t help but say “Oh my god”.

Extreme Soma also flopped down next to me. I could see his chin under my mask. I could see blood hardening under my chin.

“Are you hurt?”

“Just a light scratch.”

“You must be ugly, but you shouldn’t hurt your face!”

He chuckled, as if he hadn’t even thought about saying something like that in this situation.

“Do you want to laugh even after fighting so hard?”

“When an opportunity comes, you shouldn’t miss it.”

“The scientist bleeds a lot.”

“I’m dying from pain.”

Extreme Soma pressed the blood vessels and stopped the bleeding in the arms, legs, stomach, and shoulders.

When I started this journey, did I ever imagine that there would be a moment when he would stop the bleeding of my wounds?

“How did the fight go over there?”

In response to my question, Extreme Soma turned his head, looked at the area where the fight was going on for a while, and spoke to me.

“It’s almost over.”

Seeing as they haven’t said anything about needing help, it looks like Bisain is winning.

We looked at the sky in silence for a moment.

Then I spoke first.

“Thank you.”

After a moment, Extreme Soma spoke.

“Thank you.”

We just said thank you to each other. No other words were added. Because there was no need to do it.

“I’ll buy you a new mask.”

“Please buy me something better. “If you wear that mask for a long time, you get sweaty.”

“Of course.”

It was right then.

“Aaaah!”

I heard a scream as someone’s life was taken.

When I looked up, I saw that the swords of the Bisain and the three Apostles were stuck in the body of the stone coffin.

During the fight, two more Apostles were lying on the ground as if they had been sacrificed. Wicked people never go to the underworld alone.

I sat up.

Bisain walked towards me. I stood a little distance away and looked at Baek Mang-gi’s body. It seems like he can’t believe we killed him.

He bowed his head and greeted me. He bowed his head to me for the first time.

“Thanks to you, I survived.”

I smiled and told him.

“Thanks to you, I almost died.”

He didn’t laugh. He spoke while still holding the sword dripping with blood with his eyes full of determination.

“I plan to go straight down this road to kill Seok Guan Qiu’s grandson.”

He was more polite than he had ever dealt with me before. And he was taking my advice well.

“The testimony of our Thirteen Apostles will be sufficient as evidence.”

“Be sure to create an apostolic alliance that communicates that.”

“See you next time then.”

Bisain bowed his head and said hello. The Bisain I first met and the Bisain I am now are completely different people.

As they collected their comrade’s body and left, Extreme Soma asked:

“For the sake of our school, isn’t it necessary to appoint someone even more idiotic than that Bisain as our successor?”

“I guess so.”

“But why did you help that person?”

It started because Seok Gwan-chu’s grandson was a piece of trash, but he responded to Extreme Soma like this.

“But it’s not fun if the other person is too much of an idiot, right?”

Extreme Soma laughed. He probably thinks the same thing. The stronger the opponent, the more fiery he became.

“Are we going too?”

“Ahh, my legs hurt so I can’t walk. Please carry me.”

“Don’t be harsh. The other leg is limping right now.”

Extreme Soma and I left there, walking side by side.

In the place where we left, only the faint moonlight illuminated the cold, cooling appearance of older and older desires.