Chapter 110 – Unstoppable Darkness (03)
Heo Wol’s black eyes were watching me.
Nothing was reflected in his eyes, which were stained so black that the whites could not be seen, but for an instant, I felt like I could see the heart sword holding my neck.
Pajik!
Rather than receiving the black sword swung again head-on, the sword is struck while deflecting the black slash.
The white moonlight swayed and bent unstably, but it was not immediately cut off like at first.
Immediately, I tried to block Heo Yue from retrieving the black sword and swinging it again in a similar way, but at that moment, the trajectory changed and my heart sword, which was blocking it at an angle, was cut head on.
Whoops!
The sharp slash of the black sword cut through the sword and split the arm, leaving a large wound in the chest, but almost immediately after the cut, the white heart sword began forcibly sewing up the wound, forcing the body to move.
It took a long time at first because I wasn’t used to it, but the more I got cut by the black sword, and the more I faced the sword, the more times I could parry the sword’s slashes, and the faster I was able to connect my body.
But the black sword still cannot be accepted.
Even if I increased the number of times the sword could be cut at a time to two or three times, in the end, the sword was split and my weapon was destroyed, resulting in a cut, and even if the time to connect the body became faster, it never went by without being cut at all.
But still, I did not give up.
Like trying to make a hole in a rock with just a needle, I swung my sword at him while continuously cutting and cutting with the black sword.
Passy…!
“Why doesn’t it fall down?”
Gulp…!
I wanted to answer, but my voice couldn’t come out because I had just been decapitated.
In order to be able to move the body, only the parts that could continue the battle without dying were forcibly connected and recovered, but most of the vocal cords, which were not of much help in battle, were cut by the black sword’s slash.
Of course, Wolhyang’s priority is focused on combat, and if time passes, I will be able to fully recover my body, but in a situation like now where I am constantly receiving fatal injuries, there was no time to attach my vocal cords.
Passy!!
Eventually, as I became familiar with Heukdo’s movements, I gained the victory by striking his side, but Heo Wol did not give up the opportunity easily and took a step forward with his body, digging into my arms.
Phew!
The black sword penetrated under my ribs and penetrated my body from the bottom up to my shoulder, splitting my body in half. At the same time as I was vomiting blood, Wolhyang sewed my body together as if sewing cut pieces of clothing, helping me not to fall once again.
“
While he was patching up the wound again, Heo Wol was frozen at the sight of Wolhyang wrapping around my body, holding her black sword, as if possessed by something about him.
Pajik!
Once again, I patched up the wound and raised my sword, and only then did I move the black sword and deliver another slash. As time goes by, I may be getting used to it, but He Yue’s slashes were becoming slower and less sharp.
“That can’t be possible.”
Understand!
“The head of the family said. He said that my moon is for me to come from the ‘real world’.”
“aaah!!”
Whoops!
“So my moon can’t exist in this false world.”
That moment.
In a split second.
A white moon rose on the pitch-black surface of the island.
“Why doesn’t it go away?”
Wow!
I was momentarily dazed by the slash that split my head in half, but with her hand desperately holding my body that was about to split, I finally came to my senses and pulled out the heart sword again.
Heo Wol’s eyes are shaking.
Even for a brief moment, the light of Wolhyang shines in Heo Wol’s eyes, where even the whites of his eyes were stained black.
Pageable…
As the wound was forcibly sewn up, Wolhyang’s appearance was no longer visible and only after it disappeared, He Yue’s eyes turned black again and he swung the black sword. In order to block the black sword, I created the heart sword again and blocked the attack, no matter how many times it broke. .
Gwajik!
The moonlight that hits head on bends.
‘Beige… Wasn’t it?’
However, the moment we entered into a struggle of strength, the black sword immediately broke the moonlight I had pulled out and flew in, splitting my cheek.
The sharpness of the black sword was gradually becoming dull, but its power and method were still powerful, so… It was still a little short of the sword’s reach.
‘More… I still need more…!’
It must not collapse. If I don’t give up, the opportunities are endless.
I stood up again while maintaining Wolhyang, saying that I will not collapse as long as my heart does not break.
“The moon does not disappear.”
Heo Wol’s eyes turn to the sky as he sees the image of Shimgeom and Wolhyang reflected in his eyes.
“The moon is…”
I told Heo Wol while holding his cheek as he approached Wolhyang.
“Because it comes back again and again.”
“No matter how many times you make it set, will it rise again? Even the false moon?”
Pajik!
After completing the regeneration of the cheek and pulling out the moonlight once again, He Yue narrowed his eyes and held his black sword with both hands.
“Then we have no choice but to cut down the false moon along with it.”
The momentum has changed.
Heo Yue, who had been swinging his black sword with only one hand when cutting down his sword, was now holding the black sword with both of his hands and aiming it at me.
No, if you look closely, he was not aiming at me, but at the moon rising behind his back.
It’s not like cutting down the lake water to cut down the moon reflected on the surface of the lake, but as if you’re really going to cut down the moon.
‘No matter how strong your sword is… You want to split the moon?’
Even if you know that there is a saying, “Gyeongcheondongji,” And even if you know that a transcendental expert can collapse the earth and turn the world upside down in a limited way.
Even though I thought that cutting down the moon was impossible.
The man in front of me was really raising his sword to cut down the moon.
‘This man might be able to do it’
As I watched the black island, which had once again turned pitch black, become thinner, I felt anxious to the point of giving goosebumps.
‘If I get cut this time, I might get cut for real.’
Instinct, sixth sense.
All my senses were warning me.
It was enough to avoid it.
All you have to do is ignore the braggart man’s words and say he will cut down the moon anyway, avoid him, and then continue the battle by swinging your sword, looking for an opening.
I felt like even the scent of moonlight in my body was ringing, warning me to avoid it because it was dangerous, and even though I wasn’t hurt yet, my whole body felt like it was shaking.
Passy…!
But I did not back down.
If there is a fool who sets out to cut down the moon, there must be at least one fool who steps forward to protect the moon.
“After cutting down the false moon and defeating you.”
The blackness begins to decrease sharply without any movement.
From the front, it was so thin that it was difficult to perceive its existence, so only the hand holding the black sword and Heo Wol’s black eyes visible beyond it were visible.
The human heart was a thinly hidden black sword that seemed not to be easily seen, but its presence seemed as if it could truly split the moon.
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Disruption…!
I wanted to show.
To Gyu-san Hyeok, her heartless father who abandoned her, and to Heukdo Heo-wol, who has forgotten everything about her from those days.
Your moon still remains.
And the moon still illuminates this world.
Whether or not the unstable-looking Simgeom blocked him, Heo Wol slowly lifted the black sword he held with both hands above his head.
“The false moon will fall.”
I extended my unstable heart sword towards the black sword, which was thinner and sharper than before.
It was originally a sword that was no match for anyone.
Even when I trained my heart into the hardest and most durable weapon to withstand the sword attack, my heart was too shaken to block the black sword, which I could not properly withstand.
I was not confident that I had realized the sword of the heart, and I knew very well that my sword of the heart was woefully weak compared to the black sword.
It was also a situation where I was constantly shaking and burning in instability due to her affection and worry for Wolhyang, who was waiting for me, and her anxiety about leaving her alone.
But.
Passy…!
“……!”
Unless your heart breaks. My sword doesn’t break anymore.
It was a sword of an unstable, burning heart, but the sword had the power of Wolhyang remaining in it, and as the black sword cut into the sword, it was sewing the sword together once more.
The determination of a medical doctor to treat no matter what the situation is, and my heart that fell in love with that belief, became one.
Although he was unstable and weak, he was healed several times and made the sword of his heart burn again.
“That can’t be possible. My moon can’t exist in this false world…”
I cannot block the black sword.
Because my training was not yet sufficient to take the heart and sword of a man who had the confidence that he could cut down the false world and cut down even the moon, with a heart that had been built up over decades.
But I have faith that no matter how many times I get cut, she will heal me.
Definitely, if my heart combines to return to her at all costs.
Passy…!
Even if it was torn apart by the black sword, it was possible to hold it together by sewing it back together.
“It is an absurdly weak heart sword. It is not organized and shakes, so it would be no wonder if you lose your grip and lose the sword.”
The burning light of Wolhyang begins to shine in the black eyes of Heo Wol.
“But why…?”
Pajik!
No matter how many times it was wounded and cut again and again, the sword held up.
Even though I, too, feel the pain of my body being cut by the slash of the black sword, and the wounds that I had forcibly tied down while concentrating all of my strength on the sword burst open and become covered in blood.
Now I was doing my best to protect my moon.
Tsuzuzussut…!
The heart sword that had been burning unstable was changing into a solid and clean shape like before, but the string of Wolhyang still remained inside and was being repaired by sewing as much as it had been cut.
“It doesn’t disappear. Why doesn’t it disappear? Why is such a false moon… In my black, dead eyes?”
Pajik!
My heart sword, which held on despite being broken and cut several times, and the moon shining behind it, were finally completely captured in the eyes of the dark sword Hewol.
“In this world… There won’t be my moon…”
Then, two beautiful moons began to shine on the surface of his thin black sword.
The image of the large moon embracing the small moon soon becomes the image of a mother sleeping comfortably while holding her child…
As if there was nothing blocking my path, my mind and sword escaped through the gap where the two moons were illuminated.
Chaaa!
My heart sword, Myeongwol, which was torn to the point of tatters and barely forming the shape of a sword, cut through Hewol’s chest with the same sword.
“Ah…”
Heo Wol withdrew his black sword and grasped the blade with his left hand, and even his pupils were no longer stained black.
“I can finally see two moons in my empty heart.”
“That…”
“Myeongwol. Wolhyang.”
Before I could answer, the black sword Heo Wol, or rather Gyu Sanhyeok, called out the two moons reflected in his black sword.
Of course, that name also refers to the two forms of the sword I showed him.
“I see. That heart sword was created only to defeat me. That’s why I created two heart swords, Myeongwol and Wolhyang.”
He dropped the black sword as if he understood something.
The blade was no longer grotesquely thin, nor did it exude an ugly aura.
Only the calm-looking black island with two beautiful moons shining on the black blade remained.
“Gyu Sanhyeok.”
“No.”
He suddenly felt tired, as if he had aged, and knelt in front of me, clutching the wound on his chest.
“Even black is empty.”
“……”
“He’s just the head of the Black Moon Party…He’s just He Wol.”
It was a lie.
Rather than giving an emotionless “I don’t know” Answer like the last time he attacked Wolhyang, his voice was now full of longing for someone.
The reason he says this is, of course… His intention is not to reveal to others that Gyu Wol-hyang is his daughter and to deny it until the end.
“Is there only one moon I can catch?”
With the black human blood flowing down, the black sword Heyue closed his eyes and accepted his own death.
“I will take Myeongwol with me.”
With those words, the heart sword created to defeat Hewol of the Black Sword turned into an unstable form again.
Pajijik…
Leaving Wolhyang alone to begin taking care of my wounds again.
His black sword, which he did not let go until the end, still had two moons left.
“Whoa…”
I crossed over the traces of the black tree and the broken building where Hewol’s body remained, and walked towards a space covered in thick fog.
‘Finally… It’s the last time’