Chapter 78: Chapter 78
The Water Dragon Stronghold Leader’s face distorted.
The appearance of someone who clearly looked like an intruder made him uncomfortable.
“Who are you?”
Cheon-hwi looked at the person who spoke to him.
The middle-aged man had an untrimmed beard growing like a chestnut burr, with a face that clearly said, ‘I am a water bandit.’
“Who else, an enemy. Can’t you tell just by looking?”
“This bastard…”
Just as veins were about to bulge on the Water Dragon Stronghold Leader’s forehead at Cheon-hwi’s pathetic-sounding answer.
“Stronghold Leader. What is the meaning of this?”
The low voice of the Ten Nights Gate Disciple was laid out.
“Didn’t I tell you just a moment ago not to pay attention to the situation outside?”
The Water Dragon Stronghold Leader’s outer eye corners twitched slightly at the subsequent scolding that wasn’t quite a scolding.
Although his face was hidden by a bamboo hat, it was as if his expression could be seen.
“I’ll deal with it quickly.”
The Water Dragon Stronghold Leader jumped up and grabbed the great blade neatly displayed behind him.
Grab!
Feeling the heavy weight of the great blade for a moment as usual, he pointed at Cheon-hwi with the tip of the blade.
“I don’t know how you got in here, but…”
His muttering mouth stopped.
This room was the deepest core of the Water Dragon Stronghold.
To enter, one had to pass through the place where his subordinates were.
However, to have intruded all the way here…
‘…!’
He snapped to his senses.
He hurriedly listened closely.
It had certainly been noisy just a moment ago, but not even a single sound of breathing could be heard, as if it had ended at some point.
If they had dealt with even one intruder, someone would have stopped by the room to report.
However, there was no report, and instead, an unfamiliar young man smashed the door and entered.
‘These guys are no ordinary guys!’
The Water Dragon Stronghold Leader’s expression stiffened.
“Where did you come from? Are you from the Chivalrous Escort Squad? Or another waterway stronghold?”
“From over there.”
Cheon-hwi snickered, pointing his thumb at the smashed door behind him.
An act of obvious mockery.
The Water Dragon Stronghold Leader bit his lip tightly.
“It seems you have no intention of answering.”
“You’re not stupid.”
The moment those words ended.
Whoosh-
Before he knew it, the Water Dragon Stronghold Leader’s swung great blade split Cheon-hwi in half.
“I guess I’ll have to hear the answer from the other guys, not you…”
Expecting him to collapse soon scattering blood, the Water Dragon Stronghold Leader’s body stiffened.
It was because Cheon-hwi’s figure, which had been split in half, became blurry and disappeared.
‘S-Shifting Form Changing Position?!’
At that moment.
“…Heup!”
Feeling a chill behind his back, the Water Dragon Stronghold Leader urgently swung his great blade.
Clang!
Huge sparks flew.
Unable to completely deflect the impact, the Water Dragon Stronghold Leader stepped back as he retreated.
‘A-An expert!’
Cold sweat flowed down his back.
He couldn’t even see the fast sword from a moment ago, let alone track it with his eyes.
He had only blocked it by luck.
‘If I fight alone like this, I’ll die a dog’s death.’
Confirming the opponent’s martial prowess, he sent a telepathic message to the Ten Nights Gate Disciple.
[I need your help.]
[Oho. My help?]
The Water Dragon Stronghold Leader replied in a tone filled with urgency to the Ten Nights Gate Disciple’s question, who was trying to play tricks even in this situation.
[If the Water Dragon Stronghold collapses, wouldn’t it be equally troublesome for you guys too?]
A brief moment of silence flowed.
[It can’t be helped.]
A stiff telepathic message was heard.
The Ten Nights Gate Disciple threw off his bamboo hat.
Thud-
He, who had an unexpectedly warm impression, widened his narrow eyes to the fullest.
“Let’s attack together.”
The Water Dragon Stronghold Leader’s eyebrows twitched at his subsequent words, but he soon nodded.
“Are you done talking?”
Cheon-hwi, who stood at a distance from them, held up the sword resting on his shoulder straight.
‘I thought they were sending telepathic messages, and it’s a joint attack.’
Cheon-hwi, who already knew the two were exchanging telepathic messages, was unbothered.
“…You’re overflowing with composure.”
The Ten Nights Gate Disciple’s eyes sank.
The fast sword Cheon-hwi showed just a moment ago was certainly astonishingly fast and intense, but.
“Stronghold Leader.”
The moment he quietly called the Water Dragon Stronghold Leader.
Tat!
The two rushed in at the same time.
Cheon-hwi smirked as he saw the two rushing in simultaneously from both sides in an instant.
His sword imbued with Qi moved slowly and a sharp trajectory was created.
A sword art that was stuck in the corner of the Ten Thousand Scenery Pavilion.
It was the Flash Dividing Thunder Sword.
Seeing the fast sword that was hard to track with his eyes, the Water Dragon Stronghold Leader freaked out and twisted his great blade.
Swaeaeck!
The sharply swung sword was swung towards the Water Dragon Stronghold Leader who rushed in first.
Jjeoeoeong!
The great blade bent greatly as if it would break.
“Keoheok!”
At the same time, dark red blood flowed out of the Water Dragon Stronghold Leader’s mouth, wetting his clothes.
“Now!”
As soon as the blood-mixed shout burst out, the Ten Nights Gate Disciple appeared behind Cheon-hwi’s back.
Having aimed for an opening while the two were fighting, he spread his palm wide open.
Aiming precisely at Cheon-hwi’s defenseless back of the head!
‘He won’t be able to dodge this!’
The Ten Nights Gate Disciple had certainty.
The Ten Nights Gate’s absolute technique, the Green Radiance Hand!
When the hand technique that all assassins yearned to learn swallowed Cheon-hwi in one breath.
Seueuk-
Cheon-hwi tilted his head back.
“You’re late.”
Meeting his indifferent gaze, the Ten Nights Gate Disciple got goosebumps starting from his spine.
However, he soon shook it off.
“Die.”
Kwajik!
The sound of crushing flesh burst out.
At the same time, a pitch-black figure passed by the Water Dragon Stronghold Leader and got stuck in the wall.
Kwaaang!
“H-How could this…”
The Water Dragon Stronghold Leader stared at Cheon-hwi, who had sent the Ten Nights Gate Disciple flying, with a devastated face.
“Your life is tough.”
Cheon-hwi was very calm as if nothing had happened.
The Water Dragon Stronghold Leader bit his upper lip.
If things continued like this, it would be a dog’s death.
‘S-Should I use that.’
Pondering whether he had to unleash his hidden absolute technique, he gritted his teeth.
Recalling the martial art he had luckily obtained in the past, he emanated a cold killing intent.
An absolute technique stronger than any martial art in the world.
However, because of that, it had to be hidden, and if discovered, it would make him a public enemy.
‘When the Ten Nights Gate discovered it, I surrendered because there were more than one or two, but this time it’s just one person!’
The Water Dragon Stronghold Leader, who had made up his mind, infused his hidden internal energy into the great blade he was grasping.
The great blade let out a bizarre sound.
Seureureuk-
It slowly got dyed in a black aura close to darkness.
“Huh?”
Seeing the aura blooming from the great blade held by the Water Dragon Stronghold Leader, Cheon-hwi’s brow narrowed.
“Demonic Qi?”
The aura permeating the blade and the starting posture.
Everything was incomparably familiar.
‘Demonic Dragon Blade Art…?’
In an instant, the Water Dragon Stronghold Leader’s eyes became murky.
The great blade spewed out the Demonic Qi it had been holding, and soon emitted a heavy presence.
The Demonic Qi slowly spread out and soon wove together into one.
“Now that you’ve seen this, you must die.”
A Black Dragon appeared from the great blade.
“Are you crazy? How dare you use Demonic Arts on me?”
Cheon-hwi looked at the Black Dragon pouncing on him with a dumbfounded gaze.
He had already stood at the apex of the Demonic path.
But they were using the Demonic Dragon Blade Art, which was merely practiced in the Five Families, on him?
And such a clumsy and lacking one at that?
He couldn’t even let out a laugh.
“This is the end!”
The Water Dragon Stronghold Leader swung his great blade just like that with a face full of conviction.
When the Black Dragon that appeared from the great blade tore through space and tried to swallow even Cheon-hwi.
Seugeok!
Dazzling sword light bloomed from Cheon-hwi’s hand.
At the same time, the Black Dragon was split in half.
“H-How did you… a Demonic Blade…”
The Water Dragon Stronghold Leader looked at Cheon-hwi, who had cut the Black Dragon in half, with a blank gaze.
Clatter!
His great blade was broken in two.
And that was the last sight he saw.
Pushusuk-
Soon, a bloodstain was slowly carved from his forehead down to his groin.
Soon after, his body was also split in half.
“Why is the Demonic Dragon Blade Art in the Central Plains?”
Cheon-hwi glanced at the fallen Water Dragon Stronghold Leader and lightly stroked his chin.
The Demonic Dragon Blade Art was one of the Demonic Arts of the Jeon Family, one of the Five Demonic Dragon Families.
‘There’s no way the family of those terrible fighters would ever teach their Demonic Arts to others.’
Just as he recalled the habits of the Jeon Family.
“Keoheok!”
The sound of someone coughing up blood was heard.
“Ah! You were still alive?”
Cheon-hwi’s figure suddenly dropped.
The Ten Nights Gate Disciple, who had fainted for a moment after crashing into the wall, came to his senses while clutching his head that felt like it would split open.
“W-Was I counterattacked?”
“You’re smart.”
Along with the answer to his soliloquy, a shadow fell over the Ten Nights Gate Disciple’s head.
The Ten Nights Gate Disciple raised his head.
The young man was there, and behind him, the gruesome corpse of the Water Dragon Stronghold Leader, which had been cut in two, could be briefly seen.
‘I will die at this rate.’
His Adam’s apple bobbed.
‘If I can make him join our side instead…’
Urgently racking his brain, he opened his mouth towards Cheon-hwi who was looking down.
“Looking at your methods, you seem to be from the Unorthodox Faction…”
The Ten Nights Gate Disciple moved his lips to win over Cheon-hwi in front of him to his side.
“How about it? Will you join hands with us…”
The moment he reached out his hand along with his words.
Seugeok!
Cheon-hwi swung his sword and cut his neck.
“Because I hate those who talk too much.”
Looking down at the Ten Nights Gate Disciple’s severed head rolling on the floor, Cheon-hwi swung his sword to shake off the blood sticking to the blade.
Whether he babbled or not, it didn’t enter his ears at all.
Cheon-hwi’s purpose was only one.
It was because of the destruction of the Water Dragon Stronghold.
Soon after, Cheon-hwi sheathed his sword, looked around, and turned his body with a satisfied face.
“The work is done, should I go back?”
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