42. Sword Demon (2)
A black flash flew in.
Lee Do-jin felt the clear malice contained in the black sword.
What is it?
What is the identity of the countless fears and rages in this sword?
Reverse heavenly magic was infested in Danjeon.
The blood in the whole body fluctuated rapidly.
I’m sorry to Mistiltein, but I’ve never felt the need for advice during battle.
So he didn’t care at all when he heard the advice notice that he couldn’t calculate the attack trajectory.
The only thing I believe in is the time I put into martial arts.
An eye that sees the sword path learned from sword master Dan Chun-wu.
Instinctive way learned from King of Power Hwangbo Seryeong.
A feeling awakened in the hands of classmate blind swordsman Ryu Jia.
And the sword he swung over ten thousand times. That time.
Lee Do-jin swung it close to his neck so that his right arm holding his wooden sword was at a right angle.
It was a defensive posture.
Ka————Ah!
The clear black flash stopped right before it cut Lee Do-jin’s throat.
The eyes of sword demon Jeong Yong-ha stood out.
I had no intention of killing him. Because he was brought by a subordinate he cared for.
I just tried to show the diagonal right before death.
But before I could voluntarily stop the sword, the sword stopped.
Jung Yong-ha glanced at Yu Seol-ah after the sword.
He had a stiff face as if he was nervous, but he didn’t seem to have any intention of stepping out.
I’m just holding a sword to intervene in an unexpected situation.
‘I was sure that he would withstand my attack.’
Jeong Yong-ha slightly raised the corner of his wrinkled mouth.
It was because of the sharp momentum that flowed from the body of Cadet Lee Do-jin.
A colorless sword flows through her wooden sword.
Like fireworks.
Woe———Evil!
Then, the colorless flame rose up in countless layers.
Colorless began to have color.
The color called brilliance.
The 3-star Reverse Celestial Power resonated throughout the body.
Kwaaak!
Lee Do-jin stepped on the ground.
A black wave filled the forest.
Something began to squeeze within that wavelength.
A single ray of light penetrated.
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The sword demon faced the white light shooting like a pillar.
Black light gathered in Jeong Yong-ha’s longsword.
The black crescent moon bloomed on the blade of the longsword.
Like a single stroke of a brush drawn on white paper.
The two swords, which formed the extremes of light and dark, gleamed their blades toward each other.
The pillars of brilliance began to crumble helplessly.
Quang!
The swords of the two swordsmen met with their feet on the ground.
Kigigi Geek!
The sound of two sword blades colliding echoed horrifyingly.
The dust drew concentric circles.
The martial arts goha.
Lee Do-jin acknowledged that sword demon Jeong Yong-ha was a strong man several steps above him.
That’s why there was no hesitation in my hands.
Lee Do-jin’s whole body was filled with white heat.
Quack!
I stepped on the ground hard and widened the distance behind me.
And then, one after another, he set off on the ground one more time, using his new skills to the limit.
A white flame was still burning in Dojin Lee’s right hand.
His right hand moved swiftly.
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A white light that could not even recognize the original shape of the wooden sword emitted dozens of beams of light.
Lee Do-jin felt his whole body screaming. However, if it is not to this extent, it cannot be reached.
Even the waist of that monster called the Sword Demon.
Super-fast horizontal cutting.
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The atmosphere is distorted.
Atmospheric resistance. Air resistance. It was the light of reverse heaven that went against everything in creation.
Extreme flesh sword only to cut the opponent’s lifeline.
The new moon cut the space.
The atmosphere of space has been annihilated.
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The two trees behind Sword Demon Jeong Yong-ha were cut in half and tilted.
Two giant trees were completely cut down.
Two trees fell to the ground.
The cut surface was perfectly level with no margin of error.
A slight earthquake shook the forest.
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The birds, who had not even flinched under the weight of the sword demon’s killing power, finally came to their senses and moved all at once from the forest.
Flapping wings in terror.
There was silence.
Lee Do-jin spat out a laugh. Although the surroundings of the sword demon Jeong Yong-ha became a mess.
Actually, the Sword Demon only had a single wound on her left arm.
A fairly deep sword wound, blood dripping.
But the sword demon didn’t care and heated her index finger with condensed qi and crushed her wound.
Jung Yong-ha’s body continued to glow with black air currents.
Knives.
Lee Do-jin felt like a swordsman himself.
Sakwol couldn’t cut that sword.
“More.”
Jung Yong-ha’s gruff voice pierced my ears.
“We have to go further. To climb the tower.”
The Nogoe’s voice continued.
“If you stop growing like this. You will never be able to go to the 21st floor. Your current level is only around the 16th floor.”
The cold evaluation continued.
“Everything was lost. About 30 of my subordinates who called me the captain died without leaving a body.”
Then it was anger about something.
“I can still see them. Even when I’m stuck in that capsule, it’s always in my head.”
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It was a heavy step.
“They don’t scream.”
I laughed.
In Jeong Yong-ha’s head. The servants of the illusion that materialized in his field of vision all laughed.
Not a vulgar ridicule.
Only you. The captain smiled in relief that he was fortunate to be alive.
A smile as a colleague who sincerely rejoices in the return of a colleague.
“You keep smiling like that. About 30 people stare at me. I can still see the vision behind you.”
Lee Do-jin stared back.
There was nothing.
“It must be an illusion created by my weakness. I know. They weren’t sentimental enough to go after them and do sh*t.”
Like everyone invited to the tower.
He had a desire for strength or was full of heroism.
All of them were full of self-consciousness.
Those warriors who are still smiling at themselves and smiling softly.
“You shouldn’t be like me. Junior.”
An old man whose life has been tied to the tower.
I said that to a very young bloody junior who had to climb the tower soon.
Lee Do-jin seemed to have a vague idea of what the fear and anger contained in the Sword Demon’s sword path were caused by.
“Show everything.”
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The air screamed and expanded.
I was pushed by the terrible death that started at the tip of the sword demon.
The black life spreads a haze. Hundreds of haze.
Then the black stems began to take shape.
The shape of the sword.
Intangible sword.
Hundreds of black swords ascended behind the Sword Demon’s back.
A state of incompetence that can change the form of qi according to will.
And with that power, a hundred women’s black swords flashed their blades at just one man.
The world unfolding from the sword demon’s danteon dyed Lee Do-jin’s spine with chills.
Lee Do-jin’s body is tied to death. Even after seeing a hundred swords floating in the air.
I took a step.
“An unfinished sword.”
Unfinished.
An unfinished sword.
Lee Do-jin made up his mind to bring out an herb food that was not fully completed yet.
The Sword Demon laughed.
Because it was the words of a swordsman who tried to overcome the limit.
The brilliance that had been scattered after coming out of the moon rises again on the wooden sword.
Brighter.
The shape of the wooden sword is dull. Only the white sword remained in the world.
The white light flashed.
Lee Do-jin’s body rushed forward.
The muscles of the whole body scream.
Most of the 3-star internal energy was drained from the Danjeon.
The sword demon narrowed his forehead.
The sword itself looked the same as the 1 second ceremony.
But after that it was different. At the end of the white pillar that was driven down.
A hundred light beams were in full bloom in the shape of swords.
The sword flower.
The petals were blades.
Lee Do-jin’s right arm moved endlessly as he gripped the wooden sword.
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One hundred and eight sword strikes.
That sword strike was against the falling black swords like a heavy rain.
There was not a single shed.
Every single blow contained the same spirit as Chuhon and New Moon.
Stealing was a posthumous marriage.
Begi was the new moon.
The intangible swords born of living began to break.
Innumerable white lights drove away the ascended darkness.
All of the murderous spirits that filled the forest evaporated.
Lee Do-jin’s right arm had veins bursting and flowing everywhere.
Light scars from black swords were left all over his body. It was literally bloody.
However, the sword did not stop.
A hundred or so swords were all gone.
Because the one sword that created that sword, Sword Demon Jeong Yong-ha, was still standing.
I didn’t even feel the full pain in my body.
You have entered into no self.
The wooden sword moved in a straight line while scattering white light.
A longsword with a sword of white light faced each other.
Zeuong!
And the white light was disorganized.
Spraying light like shards of glass.
Lee Do-jin knelt down on his right knee holding a wooden sword.
She tried to stand up again, but her body wouldn’t respond.
“…….”
Nonsensitivity. It was as if his body was not his own.
It was only then that I realized.
That my whole body was already broken.
The sword demon’s body wasn’t normal either.
Blood was flowing from the upper body of Sword Demon Jeong Yong-ha.
A dented scar in an oblique line from the outer shoulder blade to the right waist.
It was an obvious slander.
But the Sword Demon was still able to move.
It was in a position to cut Lee Do-jin’s head.
The winner has been decided.
Lee Do-jin barely opened her mouth.
“I lost.”
It was a defeat for Lee Do-jin who couldn’t stand up.
The sword demon’s laughter spread through the forest.
“Yes, you lost. But, 10 years ago. If you were by my side 10 years ago.”
Still seen.
The ghosts of the tower.
Noble colleagues who can only be seen with the naked eye.
“Maybe you were watching them breathe.”
The Sword Demon acknowledged Lee Do-jin as a strong man.
Facing the eyes of thirty who are still smiling.
“I’ll tell you about my sword. I’ll just live longer with your excellent swordsmanship, but what can I do? The Tower is such a place.”
Recognized Lee Do-jin as his successor.
Sword Demon Jeong Yong-ha puts a long sword on his waist. The ghosts then dispersed.
I’ll see you again soon anyway.
“In two or three years, there will be few swordsmen stronger than you in this land. By then, I’d be dead anyway.”
Jung Yong-ha supported Lee Do-jin.
“Let’s treat this guy first. You have to stand up.”
“Yes, old man!”
After the sword, Seolah Yoo ran quickly. And he carried Lee Do-jin on his back.
“It’s not as heavy as I thought. Cadet Dojin.”
“…Sorry.”
The Sword Demon croaked and laughed.