Moon-Shadow Sword Emperor

Episode 494: A

disaster!

Something that appeared as a small dot in the distance suddenly grew in size and took on the shape of a human being.

After recognizing the identity of the opponent, Geomhu took a deep breath and added strength to the hand holding the sword.

‘Hundred-faced Reaper.’

It was an opponent I had faced once before.

So I couldn’t help but feel even more nervous.

I was able to say for sure because I experienced firsthand how great the other person’s capabilities were.

Even with this number of people, victory cannot be guaranteed.

‘Are you not even planning on hiding your energy?’

A quick decision.

It seemed like the intention was to quickly annihilate the pursuing party and leave.

Although his face and physique had become a completely different person, the energy radiating from him was still terrifying.

Since it was not a surprise attack, they probably decided that there was no need to move secretly.

‘How effective will my martial arts skills be against the author?’

Even though I was about to fight a strong enemy, my anticipation rather than fear rose.

I couldn’t control my excitement.

‘I once heard something like that from Woo Ga-jin. ‘We are the same kind.’

Now that I think about it, it was something I couldn’t deny.

He and I were essentially the same.

The only difference is that you are a little more polite and respectable.

While I was thinking about idle thoughts, the White-faced Reaper approached right in front of my nose.

Geomhu swung his sword widely with his left foot.

Kagagak!

There was an unpleasant friction sound.

The white-faced Shinigami, who protected his neck with his sword face, immediately burrowed into the gap behind his sword.

At that moment, the ground shook and a sharp rain surged out.

thud!

As if he had been waiting, the white-faced messenger, who had twisted the new type, stepped forward.

The earth shook and mountain birds flew bustlingly.

The nasal passages were blocked by an invisible membrane and fell to the floor.

“Big.”

The arm holding the sword suddenly rose above the ground.

A trickle of blood flowed from the corner of Seo Ho-seon’s mouth as he came up above the ground, moaning.

‘Did you get caught as expected?’

At best, hiding underground and waiting for an opportunity was not worth it.

If I hadn’t protected myself with self-defense equipment, I would have turned into a piece of minced meat.

As Geomhu took a step back and widened the distance between himself and the Baek-myeon envoy, Gamwon joined in, brandishing an iron gun.

Seo Ho-seon looked at the scene and sighed.

‘I worked hard to learn it, but it’s bittersweet.’

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Jidungong (地遁功).

A technique that was performed in the past when the reverse killer fought against Yeonsaun.

To put it simply, it was a martial art that involved digging into the ground and hiding in it.

This was often practiced by warriors whose business was infiltration or assassination.

Adding to this the method of slowing down breathing and pulse, it was impossible to detect the presence of an uninhabited island subject with relatively high senses.

There was nothing to say about it if it was performed by someone as talented as Seo Ho-seon.

‘I was confident that if a few conditions were met, even if it was the sense of an absolute master, I could fake it.’

Unfortunately, it didn’t work on the White-Faced Reaper.

My boss’s words that there was still a long way to go became true.

[…You mean the White Faced Reaper?]

[Yes. Isn’t it a good point to use as a point of focus?]

[Isn’t he a demonic cult?] [

Although he is an enemy, it is an undeniable fact that he is a great person.]

[Hmm.]

[If he was the warrior Seo of the past, it would be too much for him. You must have complained that you were asking for too much. If you do that, how about now?]

[If you ask me that, I can only give you a certain answer.]

“Whew.”

Although I suffered some internal injuries, it wasn’t enough to hinder my movement.

He took a deep breath and secretly dug into the White Face Reaper’s blind spot.

Kaang!

A long sword of unknown origin spun through the air and blocked his front view.

Seo Ho-seon shook off the sword with a strong swing of his arm and muttered to himself as he glared at the white-faced reaper.

‘Keep your eyes peeled.’

Fighting against the strong becomes a driving force that accelerates growth.

This is especially true if the other person is a pioneer who walked the same path as you.

‘Observe and absorb.’

I regained my lost family, gained a status that allowed me to stand proudly in front of others, and made a loving lover.

These were things that could never have been achieved if it were not for the Dragon King, Yeonsun.

I wanted to repay my benefactor who gave me a new life.

I wanted to meet his expectations.

For that to happen, he had to observe his opponent until the end and make the techniques he showed his own.

‘I hope you can show me as many things as you can before I die. ‘Hundred-faced Reaper.’

* * *

‘her.’

Half an hour has passed since the battle began.

Geomhu glanced to the side and let out an exclamation.

The White-Faced Reaper’s inaction was great, but Gamwon’s ability to confront him head-on was also great.

To be honest, I subconsciously thought of him as a subordinate.

We were on the same level when we went to South Manchuria together, but now I am a completely different person from then.

Of course, Gamwon may not have neglected his training and played around, but he thought that he would never be a match for someone who had reached the level of absolute perfection.

‘You were so arrogant.’

He was indeed a person who studied martial arts under Buddha.

Although he had little official activity and thus had a low reputation, he was undoubtedly a talent who would lead the future of Shaolin Temple.

Kwakwakwak! bang!

The balance of the battle was maintained because he stood firm like a giant tree rooted in the earth.

If it weren’t for him, some of the chase team members would have become cold corpses long ago.

‘In addition…’

Appropriate support from Mi-ryong (美龍) was added.

You might say that a mere late-game index would be of any help in the fight against the White-Faced Reaper, who is said to be the strongest of the eight great demons, but the actual battle did not simply revolve around the logic of power.

Baek Ri-seon himself knew better than anyone else.

That he couldn’t properly hit the White Faced Reaper with his immature sound skills.

Therefore, he decided to support his allies.

Instead of attacking directly, the movement of the swords connected to the figurative thread was slowed down little by little.

The moment the White-faced Reaper took a step, it made the ground sink and corrected the balance of the ally who was staggering.

Simply saying that he had excellent judgment and sense was not enough.

He has trained countless times in preparation for fighting a high-level expert.

‘can win.’

Victory was visible.

I was confident that the people here alone would be able to defeat the second leader of the Demonic Cult before the main force of the Allied Forces arrived.

‘If we keep pushing the White-Faced Reaper like this and exhaust its power…’

Pow!

The variable occurred suddenly.

Gamwon, who was at the forefront of the attack from the White Faced Reaper, suddenly stumbled.

He got down on one knee and looked down in disbelief.

A dagger, even the blade painted black, had been dug into his abdomen.

“The claws that will kill the opponent must be kept hidden until the very end.”

The White-Faced Shinigami muttered coldly and swung the sword in his hand sideways.

As if trying to rip off the head of the reduction.

‘what!’

Geomhu, who urgently jumped in to protect Gamwon, did his best with all his might.

Instead of trying to repel the attack, the white-faced god of death lightly jumped and retreated.

Seo Ho-seon muttered with a blank expression.

“Isn’t the number of swords that can be wielded at once six?”

“Six sacks. “Who set the limits?”

“…….”

Everyone’s expressions hardened at the White-Faced Reaper’s question.

Five long swords floating around.

In addition, there are two daggers that melt into the darkness and are difficult to properly identify.

It was vaguely visible in the eyes of Geomhu, who had stepped into the realm of absolute perfection.

The seven lines that connect them all to the Hundred-Faced Reaper.

Including the sword in his hand, the number of weapons the White-Faced Shinigami could wield at once was eight, not six.

“There is no such thing as a monster.”

The third of the Guizhou Samjeol clan muttered as if chewing.

Ma Seon (魔仙) said the same thing.

Anyway, the demonic cults could not let down their guard.

He was more cunning and conniving than he was.

‘Nonsense.’

Geomhu’s eyes sank somberly.

If what the Hundred-Faced Reaper said was true, he had never once revealed his full power.

In the past, when I faced the King of Swords in Banghyeon (房縣).

Not long ago, when I was attacked by the Cheonan Kambu members, including the Dragon King.

It had to be seen that he always had some energy left at any moment.

‘Not good.’

I thought I had let my guard down, but it seems that wasn’t the case.

I underestimated my opponent’s capabilities.

I was deceived by the perception created by the other person and made a misjudgment.

‘If the capabilities of the White Faced Reaper had been properly recognized from the beginning, such an unfortunate incident would not have occurred.’

The biggest reason was that we had to be laid off.

He was the key player in the successful team.

If he, no one else, collapsed, the formation would collapse in an instant.

“There is nothing to be embarrassed about.”

Gamwon, who was breathing heavily, stabbed various parts of his body with his index finger.

The face that had been contorted in pain slightly relaxed.

Geomhu looked back at him with a worried expression and asked.

“It’s best not to move too much.”

“If I fall here, everyone will die.”

“But…”

“It’s okay. “I stabilized the bet temporarily through the Shaolin Temple’s esoteric divination method.”

Geomhu chewed his lips.

Some people, including Gwiju Samjeol, seemed to have been deceived, but she immediately realized that Gamwon was lying.

There is a knife stuck in the abdomen, but does it make sense to say that touching a few acupuncture points will stabilize the bet?

He was willing to give up his own life to catch the White Faced Reaper.

“…….”

I wanted to stop him, but I couldn’t open my mouth.

As he said, if things continued like this, they were destined to be completely annihilated.

Above all, I did not want to trample on the warrior’s determination to risk his life.

“We will finish it as quickly as possible.”

“There is no need for that. “If you try to force a conclusion, it will actually be dangerous.”

“It’s okay for a little while. Please make a gap.”

“…I understand.”

Did he read the determination in Geomhu’s eyes?

Gamwon nodded heavily.

He stood up using the iron gun as support and took steps towards the White-faced Reaper.

* * *

‘It’s that young man.’

The Baek-myeon envoy’s eyes lit up when he saw Baek Ri-seon holding a large piece of gold in her arms behind Gam-won.

Now I finally understand.

How were they able to deceive their senses and continue the chase?

‘It means that if we don’t kill them here, we won’t be able to shake them off.’

A pitch black dagger melted into the darkness.

While everyone’s attention was focused on Gamwon, the dagger began to move towards Baek Ri-seon without a sound.