Legend of the Northern Blade novel - chapter 192
Due to some copyright issues. I changed some word such god= supreme-ruler. /diviné= supreme. And some Chinese words etc, all of this to avoid copyright *.*
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Jin Muwon’s eyes became incredibly cold when an old man with a cane as large as his height in a rag-grain cloth appeared.
He is an old man who has already met twice.
Once at the branch of Heukwol, and once at the top of Hwanghakru.
I thought I was familiar with some reason. Especially the way you look at yourself. But nowhere in his memory I had seen such a glance. So I thought it was an illusion. Even just before.
But now I definitely remember.
He was one of the nine.
His eyes were also in the nine pairs of eyes that looked at him that day ten years ago.
Jinmuwon’s lips are twisted.
“Wind luck week… Neunggunhui.”
“You finally recognized the old lady.”
It is one of the nine skies and the owner of the most powerful prosperity in the world, so even the star attached to it was a blast.
The old man’s name is Neunggunhui. He is the owner of Pungwoonburn and is one of the nine skies standing at the peak of Unjungcheon and the sky.
He wasn’t like this ten years ago.
I looked down at Jinkwan Lake in a dignified appearance like a celestial supreme-ruler while flying in the wind. That’s why I couldn’t think of it easily. Because there were so many differences from the ugly appearance now.
Jinmuwon’s eyes narrowed.
Originally, he was used to hiding his feelings, but at this moment, he looked at Neunggunhui without hiding his hostility. In the eyes of Jin Muwon, Neunggunhui smiled bitterly.
He understood Jinmuwon. Jinmuwon deserved it. It was as if he and the nine heavens committed an indelible sin against Jinmuwon.
“I’m sorry to you. That’s the only thing I can say right away.”
“Are you going around me like that to just say that?”
Even the words from Jinmuwon’s mouth stood still. Still, Neunggunhui wasn’t angry. Now he knew better himself that any apology to Jinmuwon would not work.
It was a shame for him to look straight at Jin Muwon’s face. But if you turn away that it’s hard to see right away, you won’t even have a chance to talk to him later.
People around me were staring at me with puzzled expressions. However, they could not hear the conversation between Jinmuwon and Neunggunhui. This is because Neunggunhui suddenly unfolded the air to completely isolate the inside and the outside.
Like Jin Muwon, no one could notice the identity of Neunggunhui. They couldn’t even imagine that Neunggunwi, the state of Pungwoon, was wandering among themselves in such a filthy appearance.
“I came here to warn you.”
“warning? Are you saying you shouldn’t even dream to fight Unjungcheon?”
“No, I mean be careful.”
Neunggunhui’s voice was quiet. He talked, looking at the red-leaf Jinin sitting on the podium.
“The world is not as simple as you know. I won’t stop you if you’re going to take revenge. Because you have the qualifications and the ability to do so. But before you act, be sure to think twice or three times.”
“I don’t think you’d like to talk about being careful with the council officer, right?”
“Who already gave advice?”
Neunggunhui opened his eyes round. As a result, a goal was dug in Jinmuwon’s eye.
Following Yongmuseong, this time he is Neunggunhui.
All of them are told to be careful about the monk. Even if one person doesn’t know, it means that if two people talk the same thing, there is a reason.
‘Kwan Dae-seung, one to pay attention to.’
Jin Muwon never lost his temper in anger. His greatest strengths are patience, cold anger, and cold reason.
His eyes were full of anger as he looked at Neunggunhui, but his reason was colder than ever. He never listened to Neung Gun-hui’s words.
“Why are you telling me that?”
“It’s because you’re a waste.”
“what a waste?”
“okay. It is because your youth, your martial arts, and your fighting spirit are a waste. If it had been a smooth destiny, you would surely have been a giant of the strongest. However, the current situation of Kang-ho is not so easy. I wish you somehow survive. Even if you punish me after that, I will accept it.”
“If that’s true, why not tell me more? Why don’t you tell me for sure about Kang-ho’s undercurrent, rather than rushing to talk?”
“I… The nine heavenly beings commonly referred to by the three people put shackles on each other.”
“shackles?”
“Yes, shackles against each other. The shackles are so strong and hard that they cannot be removed by ordinary means. You have to have a very strong key. And I don’t have that key.”
At Jin Muwon’s question, Neunggunhwi smiled. Jin Muwon thought his smile looked pretty lonely.
“It seems like I’m quite overwhelmed by just saying this much. More than that, you’ll find out. That’s all I can tell you. I think you can probably find out a lot.”
“… … .”
“I’m sorry, descendant of the north wall.”
Kwaang!
The moment Jinmuwon was trying to say something, a roar broke out on the non-stage. Finally, the fight between Shim Won-ui and Jo-Wol began. Because of that, Jinmuwon’s nerves were temporarily distracted.
When Jin Muwon looked at the place where Neunggunhui was again, his appearance had already disappeared and could not be seen.
‘Have you shackled each other? Does it mean you don’t trust each other? Or has someone put them in shackles? If so, what is the key?’
The question gave rise to another question, and thoughts continued with their tail biting.
The fierce battle that took place on the non-stage was already beyond the interest of Jin Muwon.
Shim Won bite his lips gently.
Shim Mu-oe, the owner and father of Sasacheon, is watching. Shim Moo-euk was a grim person. He thought that even his own blood could not be the master of Sasacheon unless he became capable.
Others might think that the position of Socheonju of Sasacheon was just a blessed and glorious position, but for Simwon-in, it was a day of pain in which he had to verify his father’s reason for his existence every day.
It felt like walking on a thin ice plate every day. Still, I did my best to catch my father’s eyes. Then one day I found out. No matter how hard you try, it is impossible to satisfy your father’s eye level.
The three people admired him by calling him Chilso-cheon, but he did not live up to his father’s expectations for a long time. Above all, his father, Shimmu and others, had no intention of handing over the seat of Sasacheon’s celestial lord.
His desire for power was endless. He was endlessly craving for a higher position, and he had no intention of handing over his position to anyone. Even to Shim Won-ui, who is his own child.
He wasn’t confident to wait for Shim Moo-euk to die of old age. What will you do when you get old and become the celestial lord of Sasacheon? After his youth’s spirit had waned, the position of the Supreme he would get was meaningless to him.
So he joined hands with the freshwater spring.
He also knew that his talent was not good enough for the freshwater stream, and he knew that he had no choice but to be Inja Lee. Still, he joined hands with Freshwater Stream because of the idea that he could become the best of Sasacheon as soon as possible.
Suddenly, I felt annoyed as I thought that Abi was watching. However, Jowol was provoking without knowing the fashion.
Shh!
His feet were falling from the air at a strange angle. The career on the heels was unusual. However, the deliberation did not avoid.
His fist flew toward Jowol’s heel. His red-eyed fist contained an enormous career.
bang!
My fists and feet clashed, and a binge broke out.
Jowol bounced back, and Simwon’s body stumbled once. But for a while, Shim Won’s intention rushed toward Jowol, which fell to the corner of the non-stage.
Shimwon’s hand was shining red. His famous feast, the ruby devil, was unfolded.
The ruby beast is one of the feasts of Sasacheon’s vision, and it has a destructive power that is counted among ten fingers among the numerous handicrafts in the world.
Qaw!
The glowing red beast emanated a fierce current that seemed to tear Jowol’s whole body at any moment. At that moment, everyone expected Jowol’s death. Shim Won-ui thought so.
Although Jo-Wol came up to this position unexpectedly, he thought he was not his opponent. That thought has not changed even now.
Hyeon Gong-hui died of him because he was weak. Had he been a real strong man, he would not have been killed so vain by Jowol.
Hyeoljooxidation (血爪散花).
Everything is oxidized and no trace is left in the place where the red-colored finger has passed. Sim Won-ui thought that Jowol would be the same.
It was on the verge of reaching the blood group of the Simwon-in. Suddenly, Jowol’s body rotated at high speed like a top, and the black bloody coat surrounding the body spread out.
Tattang!
The hands and the hem clashed, and the sound of metal bursts and sparks splattered in all directions.
Shimwon’s face was slightly distorted by the pain he felt in his hand. But anger came before pain.
“dare!”
He unleashed the ruby devil one after another. A fierce energy broke the air, and the powerful energy in his hand threatened Jowol. However, Jo-Wol’s reaction exceeded the expectations of Simwon.
Weeing!
The bloody coat, with concentrated aerodynamics, was harder than the iron plate, and it was so accelerated as it rotated that even its shape was invisible.
The rushing wind and the firing in the ears stimulate the skin horribly. I could feel how terrible the power was without having to check it with my body.
Reason whispers that we have to withdraw. But the deliberation did not.
‘To break up.’
The father is watching.
The soldiers of the world are watching him.
It was an opportunity to become a hero and criticize the world. Even after seizing this golden opportunity, I had no intention of retreating.
Rather, he had to overwhelm him and imprint his supreme-ruler deeply in the minds of the military men.
As he raised his spirits, the red light of his hands shone even brighter. The red light that bursts intensely enough to blind people’s eyes suddenly condensed.
It was a lecture that condensed all the aspirations of Shim Won.
At the moment, a change took place in Jowol’s body as well. On top of the black blood wind, a black air current began to swirl. Most people have not noticed such a change, but absolute masters such as Jeok-yeop Jin-in and Shim Moo-euk have noticed it.
A black air current collided with the lecture and bloody spirits.
Kwawaang!
In the clear sky, a thunderstorm resounded.
A tremendous shock wave spreads red and black air currents in all directions, and people around the non-stage staggered with shock.
“Wow!”
Someone on the non-stage was retreating with a frustrating groan. The one who opened his eyes round, covered in blood, was the heart of the heart.
His whole body was stained with blood, and his right hand was rumbling from the shoulder to see if it was dislocated.
“Wow!”
He vomited dark red blood that died black. The internal organs were shaken and the head rang, making it difficult to balance and clearly distinguish objects.
With just one clash, he fell into a state of inability to protest.
Jowol flew back toward that deep wish.
Wei Ying!
As the bloody winds rotated, the sound of the gears of courtesy resonated horribly.
Shim Won-ui barely raised his head and looked at Jowol with blurry eyes.
Only then did I feel Jowol’s terrible murderous intentions. That blind and pure life.
Jowol was a beast.
The beast whispered to Shir.
“Is it just this much? Did Joongwon try to catch Milya with only this level of skill? Us… … .”
“Wow! Are you sure?”