Chapter 239: How Dare You Touch Bonga (2)
Chapter 238 – How Dare You Touch Bonga (2)
Slash, slash, slash!
“Aaaargh!”
“Agh!”
Chilling screams rose following the sound of tearing flesh. The stench of blood wafting from the surroundings stabbed the nose.
“Pant, pant, pant…!”
Breath was continuously exhaled from the edge of his chin. It felt as if the inhaled air would not even reach his lungs. That was how rapidly he was gasping.
Stagger…!
Namgung Pyo, who had momentarily lost his balance, quickly adjusted his stance and brought his blade forward.
“Pant, pant, pant…!”
The blade trembled. No, the hand and arm holding the hilt were trembling entirely.
His legs also shook like aspen leaves.
It was not something like fear.
He was just thoroughly exhausted.
How many people had he sliced?
Namgung Pyo swept a glance around with blurred eyes.
Casualties, undistinguishable as ally or enemy, were piled up so high that there was no room to step.
It was a sight difficult to look at with open eyes.
However, Namgung Pyo did not think of anything.
He had turned off thought and erased emotion. He simply wielded his sword and moved his feet according to instinct.
Because of this, he could not know how many he had sliced or killed.
Thud.
The sound of something falling.
Although it was a very faint sound, Namgung Pyo moved instinctively this time as well.
Swish!
A sword qi so powerful that it was completely unbelievable for a blade wielded by an utterly exhausted human flew out.
Crash!
In the end, only the innocent wall was destroyed.
Although the sound just now was due to a fragment of roof tile falling from the roof, Namgung Pyo had reacted instantly.
Drip.
Blood and sweat flowed down Namgung Pyo’s cheek. The blood and sweat gathering at the tip of his chin dripped down.
He could not distinguish if this blood was his own or someone else’s.
“Whew. Whew…”
Namgung Pyo took deep breaths continuously.
The world was quiet.
He could only feel his sensitive qi sense and the sound of his own breathing.
The men in black who sneered at Namgung Pyo now hesitated with weary expressions. So many of their comrades had been killed or injured by that persistent old man.
The number of those standing in the courtyard of the martial arena hall was now less than ten.
“That persistent…!”
“Pant, pant… I told you to come, you fucking bastards.”
Namgung Pyo, murmuring with gray eyes as if possessed, was truly like a yaksha that had just risen from hell.
Stagger…
Namgung Pyo, losing his balance once again and faltering, quickly adjusted his grip on the sword.
Truly, it felt as if he would collapse with a single tap.
Even so, the men in black did not make a single movement.
Already, more than five people had lost their lives after falling for that state and charging.
He tenaciously refused to collapse.
He was like a jiangshi who knew no exhaustion and felt no fear.
“Heh. Are you scared?”
“Grr…!”
At Namgung Pyo’s provocation, the men in black grit their teeth and only breathed heavily.
At that moment, a man strode into the courtyard of the martial arena hall. He was a man with blood-colored hair and blood-colored eyes.
However, the men in black, who were focusing all their attention on Namgung Pyo, did not notice him approaching from behind.
“…Get out of the way.”
“Huh?”
As one of the men in black flinched and looked back, a flash of light sliced his neck.
Splat!
“Huh…?”
Shhh!
The man in black, whose neck was severed in an instant, sprayed blood like a fountain and collapsed on the spot.
The man who chopped off the man in black’s neck muttered indifferently.
“You are blocking the path. Tch…”
Namgung Pyo slightly furrowed his brow upon seeing the opponent who emitted a qi completely different from anyone else up to now.
‘An expert…’
An ancient instinct warned him that this was by no means an easy opponent.
He was none other than the Blood Shadow Divine Demon, who had led the Blood Rain Squad and the Blood Shadow Squad here.
Namgung Pyo brought his sword forward and aimed at the Blood Shadow Divine Demon.
“Will you charge?”
“Hehehe. Do you think you can block me in that state?”
The Blood Shadow Divine Demon split his lips wide.
Namgung Pyo also smirked and gestured with his eyes to the corpses scattered around.
“As you can see.”
“Heh. An interesting old man.”
Finishing his words, the Blood Shadow Divine Demon drew a saber from his waist.
Shring.
The blade bathed in the morning sunlight emitted a bright red light. Perhaps because it was a weapon that had absorbed the blood of countless humans, a demonic energy seemed to rise from the blade.
The Blood Shadow Divine Demon licked the blade with his tongue.
“I wonder what the taste of an old man’s blood is like.”
“You are a lunatic.”
“Since you are also a mad dog, won’t we get along quite well?”
“Too much talk. If you want to enter here, defeat this old man.”
“Then I will not decline.”
Swish!
In an instant, the Blood Shadow Divine Demon pulled his right foot and right hand far back and bent his body low.
The next moment!
Boom!
Along with the sound of compressed air exploding, the Blood Shadow Divine Demon flew in at the speed of a ray of light.
Namgung Pyo widened his eyes and stared straight at the Blood Shadow Divine Demon.
Should it be said that it felt as if he were splitting space and squeezing through the gap to charge?
“Hup!”
Namgung Pyo swallowed a short breath and quickly swung his sword.
Finally, the moment the saber and sword clashed!
Clang!
A loud sound as if heaven and earth were shaking echoed, and Namgung Pyo’s body was thrown back like a cannonball, slamming into the entrance door of the martial arena hall.
Crash!
Crack…!
As Namgung Pyo, who was slammed flat against the door, collapsed just like that, the entrance door that had been cracked like a spiderweb soon shattered to pieces.
Crash…!
Seeing the entrance door collapse into fragments, even the men in black lost their minds and stood with their mouths wide open.
As Namgung Pyo, who had seemed like a jiangshi who would never fall, lay face down with his eyes rolled back, the men in black looked at the Blood Shadow Divine Demon’s back with awe-filled eyes.
A haze-like energy was slowly rising from the Blood Shadow Divine Demon’s entire body.
“And here I thought he had some skill…”
The Blood Shadow Divine Demon clicked his tongue and sheathed his saber.
Click!
“Not very interesting.”
Muttering indifferently, he strode forward.
Now he only needed to enter through the broken door.
After passing Namgung Pyo and taking a few steps, he suddenly paused and looked down.
“Huh?”
Namgung Pyo, who was thought to have fainted, was squirming and waking up.
The Blood Shadow Divine Demon sneered.
“Nothing hidden… was it truly just pure tenacity? Tenacity, after all, is merely the lingering regret of the weak.”
While he smiled bitterly, Namgung Pyo staggered up and let out a chilling voice.
“Did I not tell you…? As long as I stand here… no one… can enter…”
“And here I thought it was fine to enter since you were sprawled out.”
At the Blood Shadow Divine Demon’s ridicule, Namgung Pyo screamed like thunder and swung his sword again.
“Am I not standing like this now?!”
Swish!
It was truly a movement as fast as a flash of lightning.
Finally, just before the tip of the sword pierced the Blood Shadow Divine Demon’s eye!
Tap.
“…!”
Namgung Pyo’s eyes widened.
‘With his bare hand…!’
Amazingly, the blade Namgung Pyo thrust was clamped between the Blood Shadow Divine Demon’s index and middle fingers.
The Blood Shadow Divine Demon let out a sigh and murmured coldly.
“Pathetic.”
The next moment, when he applied force to his fingers, the blade snapped right in two.
‘How absurd…!’
This time, even Namgung Pyo could not hide his shock.
No matter how exhausted he was, to treat a sword blade as if snapping chopsticks?
But there was no time to be surprised,
Swish!
‘Danger!’
The Blood Shadow Divine Demon thrust the broken blade straight at Namgung Pyo. Before he could even respond, a sharp sensation gouged his right eye.
Squish!
“Aaaargh!”
Following the chilling sound of tearing flesh, a pain that stirred his brain washed over Namgung Pyo.
“Ugh…!”
Bloody tears streamed down from one of Namgung Pyo’s eyes. The broken blade was lodged in his right eye.
Because he had retreated reflexively, he barely avoided instant death.
Leaving Namgung Pyo crying out in a slump, the Blood Shadow Divine Demon turned away indifferently.
“Well, your performance slaughtering our boys was quite impressive in its own way.”
It was just as the Blood Shadow Divine Demon, his lips twisted, was about to move his steps again.
“You… bastard who deserves to be torn apart! I have not collapsed yet!”
Namgung Pyo screamed frantically, pulled out the fragment lodged in his eye, and threw it quickly.
Swish!
However, the blade flying through the air was caught in the Blood Shadow Divine Demon’s hand once again.
The Blood Shadow Divine Demon smirked at the eyeball skewered on the blade and took a large bite out of it.
It was indeed an action fitting the Blood Shadow Divine Demon, who was said to be the most cruel in the Demonic Cult.
“Ptooey! Tastes bad as expected. Still, after I let you see the last morning sunlight you’d ever face in the Namgung Clan… do you insist on desiring a miserable death?”
The Blood Shadow Divine Demon strode back and stepped firmly on the head of Namgung Pyo, who was just trying to stand up.
And the next moment,
Squish!
“Aaaargh!”
The blood-red blade stabbed deeply into Namgung Pyo’s right shoulder.
“Aaaargh!”
Namgung Pyo writhed in pain once again. Even in that state, Namgung Pyo held onto the hem of the Blood Shadow Divine Demon’s pants with his other hand, refusing to let go.
As the Blood Shadow Divine Demon furrowed his brow and looked down, Namgung Pyo glared up with his remaining eye and shouted fiercely.
“You… will never go! That object belongs to our Young Patriarch!”
“How foolish.”
The Blood Shadow Divine Demon wore an absurd expression and pulled the blade out.
“Then shall I tear your left arm this time? Since you seem to like tearing and killing as well, old man. Ah, no. It would be better to get rid of your other eyeball first. That way, you will realize how precious the joy of seeing the morning sunlight is, wouldn’t you?”
“You bastard… even if I die, I will become a malevolent spirit and curse you.”
“Don’t say things that will make me soft-hearted for no reason. Since you brought this upon yourself, let’s not harbor grudges.”
Having calmly finished his words, the Blood Shadow Divine Demon slightly shifted his blood-red blade and aimed it at Namgung Pyo’s remaining eye.
Now, it was a situation where it would end with just a slight application of force.
Even so, Namgung Pyo stared at the Blood Shadow Divine Demon until the very end, glaring with his remaining eye.
The Blood Shadow Divine Demon chuckled.
“Looking at that eye, choosing the eyeball indeed seems to have been excellent.”
Just as the Blood Shadow Divine Demon applied force to the hand holding the hilt!
Slice!
“Huh…?”
Following a gentle breeze, the Blood Shadow Divine Demon’s right arm floated up into the air.
The Blood Shadow Divine Demon blankly stared at that unrealistic sight and furrowed his brow.
It was the same for Namgung Pyo as well.
‘Huh…?’
Before he could even fully grasp the situation, the Blood Shadow Divine Demon’s scream erupted as if to eardrums.
“Aaaargh!”
The Blood Shadow Divine Demon, staggering back, snapped his head to the side. He widened his eyes as if they would tear once again.
‘Wh-Who…! Since when?’
Amazingly, there stood Namgung Cheon, holding the Emerald Silk Sword high.
Namgung Pyo spoke with a dream-like expression.
“Yo-Young Patriarch!”
“Young Patriarch…?”
Instantly, the Blood Shadow Divine Demon’s expression shook violently.
Young Patriarch?
This green young fellow is the Young Patriarch? Facing the dawn, Namgung Cheon’s figure suddenly emitted brilliance and flew up. Ah…! Is he that fellow named Namgung Cheon?
Meanwhile, Namgung Cheon, who had severed the Blood Shadow Divine Demon’s arm in a single blow, licked the blood on his blade and spat.
“Ptooey, tastes filthy as expected. Daring to touch our clan?”
The next moment, a cold killing intent burst from Namgung Cheon’s settled eyes.
“You must be eager to die.”