Chapter 735

Episode 735. Medina Isela, who drank according to the Creator God’s will,

even mobilized magic to see if she was really trying to put an end to it.

“Luurahu Benire (descent of evil spirits)!”

The goosebumps covered the sky above Baekriha.

Before long, black shadows full of malice appeared.

The shadows circled around Yeonjeokha and Shinsoo painting style without rest.

Whoops! Whiik-!

“Ugh!”

“Purreuk-!”

Yeonjeokha and the painting style hit me.

It was because whenever a shadow approached, my whole body felt numb, as if I had swallowed poison.

I did not take lightly the overlapping shadows.

It was because his energy drained as if he had been cursed by Aktus Balajik.

Feeling down, he took out the Cheondun Sword in place of the destroyed Cheongsa (靑蛇).

At that time, Medina Isaela swung her black sword at the younger enemy.

“Ooooh!”

“Uhhhhh!”

Shadows flocked to Yeonjeokha with a loud cry.

The black angel carrying Medina Isaela was mixed with the shadows and flew to the enemy.

Reciprocating reflexively cut through the shadows.

Push-.

The shadows cut by the Cheondun Sword dispersed like smoke.

However, Yeonjeokha’s face was not good.

It was because hundreds and thousands of shadows were rushing towards him.

If I cut them one by one like this, it seemed that there would be no shoulder left.

‘What is it?’

The moment he hesitated, dozens of shadows clung to him, biting, biting, and scratching.

“shit!”

Although not fatally injured, it feels like I’m slowly sinking into a swamp.

As soon as they joined, they unleashed Gongjin Sword.

Ugh-.

For an instant, there was a vibrating sound in the air in front of the drop ship.

Before long, the atmosphere seemed to be shaking, and a powerful wave spread out.

coo-!

The shadows that filled the sky became smoke and scattered.

As soon as the vision became clearer, a whimper came out of the mouth of the Yeonjeokha.

“omg!”

At some point, Medina Isaela was approaching right in front of me.

A huge sword burning black fell in an oblique line.

Fire-.

I blocked the black burning sword with the stacking Thunder Sword.

Kwajik-!

A dull sound erupted as the two swords met.

Subsequently, the painting style, unable to withstand the power of the black sword, was pushed aside.

Heuk Chun-eun persistently followed such a style of painting.

I couldn’t get out of the attack range of Medina and Isaela, who were naturally matched.

Medina Isaela was driven to the point where he couldn’t come to his senses.

bang! bang! bang! bang! Quaang-!

He was in a hurry to block the sword of Medina Isaela, who was a rival.

The more they exchanged sword strikes, the darker the younger enemy’s face became.

Some of it was out of strength, but more than that, it was because of the demonic energy transmitted from the opponent’s sword.

Even if I didn’t come into direct contact with Magi, I got a headache and a stomach ache from constant contact with it.

The demon invaded the inside several times, but fortunately, the nine heavens extinguished the demon each time.

Apart from the dangerous sword attack, he was tired of continuing the encroachment of demonic forces.

As a result, my concentration dropped without realizing it, and my loopholes were soon exposed.

Medina Isaela did not just let it go.

When the younger enemy’s shoulder was exposed, she thrust the sword in without hesitation.

Quaang-!

The rivalry reflexively blocked Medina Isela’s sword, but that only caused more anger.

The upper body, which lost its balance due to the powerful thrust, fell slightly backwards.

She exposed her torso defenselessly in front of a transcendent person like Medina Issaela.

At that moment, Medina Isaela extended her left sword index finger and pointed at the lower body of the enemy.

“Sajita Maraka (Arrow of Magic)!”

“Didn’t you tell me? It is death.”

“So you’re saying you’re going to kill me and take away my spirit! You say you hate creators? So you said you weren’t interested in astronomy, so you’re aiming for the Spirit of the Creator?”

Medina Isaela knew that the enemy had a misunderstanding, but did not bother to correct it.

“then?”

“You must die.” As soon as

the Nine Heaven Sword Spirit fell on Medina Isaela’s head along with Yeonjeokha’s words,

the Black Heaven moved forward like lightning.

Nettle liquid-.

Medina Asaela went one step further.

It spurred the riding Heukcheonung and flew away and attacked Yeonjeokha.

The distance between Yeonjeokha and Medina Isaela was rapidly narrowing, and now it was really a situation where someone’s head would fly away with just one gesture.

Medina Isaela was confident of his victory.

It is true that the sword spirit is excellent, but it is because his hand must be faster now.

The Demon God, engulfed in black energy, stabbed the younger enemy’s neck.

Shuaak-.

But things didn’t go her way.

Transcending space, a sack of the Nine Heaven Swordsman fell on top of her head.

Surprised, Medina Isaela struck the Gucheon Sword Spirit with the drinking machine she was stabbing.

Chaeeng-!

Due to the cumulative shock, Medina Isaela’s drinker broke in half.

Yeonjeokha said to her, who was standing with a drinking machine that had been cut in half.

“I will give you one last chance. go back.”

The eyes of Medina Isaela, who had a bewildered face, softened.

To offer forgiveness even though you have the right and ability to kill.

Worn and worn out in this world, she sincerely admired the spirit of the younger brother.

“It’s amazing that there is a being like you in the underworld.”

“So what is the answer?”

Yeonjeokha’s wish was to end the war.

Although Medina Isabella acted against his expectations, he did not want to kill him.

The appearance of Medina Isaela has changed.

In an instant, the body shrunk and eventually returned to the form of a young Menua.

He believed that she chose peace.

If it weren’t for that, there would be no reason to take on the appearance of Menua at this moment.

Menua smiled innocently and took a step closer to Yeonjeokha.

“You are what I longed for. now i can believe That my destiny depends on you.”

“Answer?”

He did not take his eyes off Menua, who was in love with him.

I haven’t heard an answer yet, but luckily I didn’t feel any jealousy from Menua.

Menua slowly lifted the drinker that had been cut in half.

Judging by the fact that the blade is facing sideways, it is an attempt to hand the weapon to the opponent.

Yeon Jeok-ha also reached out with that thought.

In an instant, the drinker, which had been cut in half, spun around.

“don’t do it.”

Despite the pressure from Yeonjeokha, Menua rushed in with a half-cut drinking machine.

It was when the tip of the drinking machine, which had been cut in half, approached an inch (approximately 3 cm) in front of the lower neck.

A huge red sword slanted forward obliquely from behind.

Whoo-!

Pooh!

The tip of the sword penetrated Menua’s chest, pushing her backwards.

“Cool!”

Red blood poured out of Menua’s mouth, which had been pierced by the Nine Heaven Sword Spirit.

The drinking machine in her small hand flew away like dust.

Yeonjeokha, who was watching Menua dying, shouted with a miserable face.

“I told you not to! Why did you just go back! Did you think I would die at your hands like an idiot! I am not someone who would die for someone else!”

The corner of Menua’s mouth went up slightly.

“Didn’t you tell me? what I wish for.”

“My soul? If you know you can’t defeat the Nine Heaven Swordsman, you should give up! You are just like the rest of this world! Blinded by greed, like a moth...”

“...All I wanted was my death.”

The face of the younger enemy who was passionately criticizing Menua at the unexpected words was distorted.

“What are you talking about? You mean you wanted to kill me?”

On the threshold of death, Menoah muttered, staring into space with unfocused eyes.

“...As the Creator wills.”

At the end of those words, Menua’s small head snapped.

The moment her breath stopped, the red sword also disappeared as if it had done its job.