Chapter 399

Chapter 399:

Because the flow of internal energy was suppressed with the Thunder Spirit Point Point, the power that could be exerted was greatly reduced.

The overwhelming output resulting from the operation of the bombing machine could no longer be expected.

But even so, it didn’t really matter.

The opponent is also far from perfect.

Quadddd!

The new form of Cheonakgun was pushed away, leaving long traces on the ground.

I continued to apply pressure without giving him time to correct his posture.

Joo Hwa-baek, who had quietly approached behind, kept pace and moved accordingly.

“You leeches! “Get away!”

Unable to bear it anymore, Lord Cheonak released fire energy from his entire body and pushed Joo Hwabaek away.

I widened the distance by stepping back and pulled back the sword I was holding with both hands, waiting for the moment when he would lose his strength.

The twenty-fourth herbivorous month (天月).

Following the sword’s path, the remaining remnants crumbled and turned into countless energy swords.

Cheonakgun’s body, swept away by the waves of energy, shook violently like a ferry boat caught in a storm.

‘You must be out of your mind.’

A fight between two and one.

Both the military superiority and the psychological superiority were on this side.

It would not be easy for Cheonak-gun to deal with the situation calmly.

The other demons were unable to help him.

The situation was the opposite from a moment ago.

The members of the torpedo squad who followed their teacher to the battlefield were pushing the exhausted horsemen.

The Cheonmagungists were fighting hard, but the trend was gradually waning.

Sigh!

The sharply forged blade pierced Cheonakgun’s shoulder.

Lord Cheonak could not overcome the pain and let out a faint moan.

No matter how much he tried to target the blind spot of consciousness, originally, such an attack would not have been able to injure Cheonakgun.

The reason he allowed the blow in vain was because he overlooked the fact that his right arm was no longer moving.

Unknowingly, he raised his right arm to defend himself and missed the opportunity to avoid the sword attack.

‘Detailed and cunning.’

Should it really be called Mujon?

He knew very well how he should move so that the opponent would find it difficult.

It was impressive to see maximum efficiency achieved with minimal force.

Phew!

Cheonak-gun kicked up his leg with his left foot, but Joo Hwa-baek had already pulled away, as if he knew he would do so.

The long sword stuck in his shoulder was not even recovered.

I snapped my fingers and formed a sphere of brain energy in front of the Heavenly Evil Army.

Quaaaang!

Cheonakgun’s body, pushed by the explosion, flew through the air.

To put an end to it, I jumped into the air and reacted to the powerful figure flying at high speed from the side and quickly protected myself with my sword.

Okay!

An unpleasant crash sound rang out.

As I fell to the ground, I checked the intruder’s face and distorted my eyes.

‘Hundred-faced Reaper?’

I couldn’t figure out how he, who was fighting the Sword King on the left battlefield, appeared here.

The worst assumptions crossed my mind.

‘Could it be that the Sword King is dead?’

Whatever it was, it was clear that it was an unexpected development.

Not only was it not enough to miss the golden opportunity to kill Cheonakgun, but even the advantageous structure was overturned.

The Baek-faced Reaper’s physical condition didn’t seem to be in good condition, but even so, it was nothing compared to me or Joo Hwa-baek.

Five swords rose into the air and rained down on me, each following an irregular trajectory.

I responded to the attack with the full swing of the Wolyeonggeom and launched myself towards the fallen Cheonakgun.

The seventeenth herbivorous snow month.

A sword strike that bends dizzyingly like light reflecting along the curves of the ground.

Kakakakakang!

The swords that flew away were caught by the chain of the ceremonial body and turned towards me again.

It seemed like he was trying to make one last move by gathering all of his original energy.

I glanced sideways at the back of Cheonakgun and spoke as if warning.

“You better be careful.”

“Don’t be bluff. You too have reached your limit. “You wouldn’t be in a position to worry about others, would you?”

“It seems you misunderstood what I said.”

“......?”

“Didn’t I tell you? “He’s a very scary person, so you’d better be careful.”

Don’t fall in!

As soon as he finished speaking, a wave of lightning swept over the place where Cheonakgun was standing.

The demons in the area were completely blackened and lost their form in the white electric current that swept over a radius of dozens of fields.

[Do you know that? My master desperately wants that head.]

[......?]

[You’d better be careful. He is a very scary person.]

“So I told you to be careful.”

I covered my mouth with my hand and giggled.

The cornered army of Cheonak didn’t even realize which direction he was running.

Because of that, I got caught up in the aftermath of the fight between the Demon Cult leader and my teacher.

Crackling! now!

When the dust cleared, the sight of Cheonak-gun revealed was truly miserable.

His entire body was charred like charcoal, and black smoke was flowing from his mouth and nose.

It was helpful that it at least maintained its proper shape.

Sigh!

I swung my sword and cut off the head of the kneeling Cheonakgun.

The head separated from the body rolled to the floor.

Perhaps because it was struck by lightning, blood did not pour out.

‘Now all that’s left is.’

The sight of the Demonic Lord and Master engaged in a fierce fight filled my pupils.

A fierce battle that shook the heavens and earth.

Originally, after eliminating the Heavenly Evil Army, he wanted to help his teacher defeat the Demon Cultist.

However, his mind changed when he saw the jegi and the white-faced envoy handed to him by Wu Ga-jin.

The atmosphere of the battlefield has already shifted towards the interception team.

If we fight like this until the end, it will probably be our allies who will win.

The problem was that the price that had to be sacrificed for victory was too great.

‘It is an estimate, but it is highly likely that the Sword King died at the hands of the White-Faced Reaper.’

Because of this, the calculations went wrong.

According to simple calculations, it is true that our troops have the advantage in terms of power, but the difference is not as large as expected.

At least two-thirds of the warriors gathered here would die.

The lives that will disappear like that will include Master.

‘In order to kill the Demon Cult Master, the Master must endure until the end. In other words, you have to use the bombing attack until the end without stopping.’

The Poksama Ball is a golden ball that eats away the life of the caster.

No matter how much I was a teacher, if I didn’t stop at the right moment, I would lose my life.

‘If we could defeat the Demon Cultist and end the War of the Demons right here, there would be no better result than that. but.’

It was meaningless if the Master died in the process.

It was far from the future I wanted.

Even if you win the battle, there is no guarantee that you will be able to capture the religious leader.

So, we had to stop the fight at this point.

Now I have the means to do that.

“Cult leader. “Look here for a moment.”

“......?”

The gaze of the Ma cultist, who was busy exchanging sums with the teacher, turned to the jegi held in my hand.

The quick-witted teacher immediately jumped behind him and widened the distance between him and the sect leader.

Kakakakak!

I threw the flag into the air as if to show off, then swung my sword and shattered it into pieces.

“...!”

The religious leader opened his eyes wide at the unbelievable sight.

I said as if declaring, staring at the falling debris from the rainforest tree.

“The items that the cult leader went to great lengths to secure no longer exist in the world.”