Moon-Shadow Sword Emperor

Episode 498:

It was something an ordinary person would never do.

All I could say was that it was crazy behavior.

Burning your whole body.

If you try to erase the scent, you could end up in a hole.

But it was understandable because he was not anyone else but the White Faced Reaper.

Isn’t he a person who has overcome the challenges of life and death countless times?

Gambling with your life?

He was the one who had the courage and decisiveness to take any action if necessary.

‘I didn’t think they would accept it so easily, but…’

In any case, things in this world never worked out easily.

I never would have thought that they would try to find a way out using such an ignorant method.

‘I never miss it.’

The presence of the White-Faced Reaper disappeared like a lie.

It seemed as if he threw himself into the flames and at the same time used his stealth skills to the extreme.

Phew!

A wall of blazing fire blocked the view.

Wearing self-defense gear all over his body, he jumped in and looked around, but the White Faced Reaper was nowhere to be seen.

‘It’s too early to give up.’

I still had one last resort left.

He put his sword on the ground and clashed his hands together strongly.

Masoeumgong (手音功).

The vision of the Akga passed down from the Ak Yeo-ryeong.

Heavy air waves spread out in concentric circles.

Even if the smell was erased and the presence was hidden, there was nothing that could be done as the sound waves engulfed the entire area.

just as expected.

I felt the presence of a white-faced reaper lurking nearby.

The problem was that the distance to the opponent was too close.

‘what!’

A sense of crisis sent a chill down my back.

Before I could leave the spot, a sword rose up from the ground and pierced my chest.

Sigh!

* * *

‘now.’

The White-Faced Reaper’s eyes flashed and his sword stretched out.

I have been waiting for this moment.

This moment when the other person is swept away by embarrassment and impatience and loses their cool.

From the beginning, his goal was not escape.

It’s about taking someone else’s life.

‘You must have let your guard down. However, no matter how much you raise your guard, as long as you are human, there will always be a time when you let go.’

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The Dragon King was caught in the trap he had set.

It was a risky gamble.

Whether he succeeded or failed, there was nothing left for him.

As if it wasn’t enough to burn the skin of his entire body, he even went into hiding in the heated ground due to his Jidungong (地遁功).

If I were to look at myself now, I would see that there was no such thing as a monster.

It was difficult to see that it was maintaining a human form anymore.

Tanned body.

Stress marks.

Dust had settled all over the affected area where alcohol had to be poured and disinfected.

In this state, we will never be able to escape the Allied Forces’ net of heaven.

“Big.”

The Dragon King is staggering around with blood bleeding from the corner of his mouth.

There was a look of boredom in the young man’s eyes as he looked at the white-faced messenger who had become a blood person.

If the blade penetrates the flesh like this, tears the muscles and pierces the heart, the person’s life will surely be cut off.

“…….”

But for some reason, the sword did not move forward any further.

It wasn’t that I had no strength in my arms.

No matter how horribly damaged his body was, it made no sense that he could not even pierce human skin after squeezing all his remaining strength.

The Dragon King, Yeonsun, wiped the blood flowing from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve and muttered with a sigh of relief.

“I really almost died.”

The face of the White-Faced Reaper was distorted.

It had lost its original shape and gave me a strong, grotesque feeling.

Yeonsun raised his left hand and struck down the sword.

Damn it!

The surface of the sword seemed to crack upon impact, and the blade broke in half.

* * *

‘It was dangerous.’

I really thought I was going to die.

Originally, I wanted to perfectly block the attack by implementing a protective barrier in the path of the sword.

But I couldn’t afford it.

Because the attack that came in right through the gap in my consciousness was already one inch in front of me.

I belatedly decided that even if I implemented a protective barrier, it would not be able to protect my body.

So I resorted to somewhat extreme measures.

In a hurry, the prosthetic membrane was implemented beyond the point of impact, i.e. inside the skin.

Although it is an act of cutting out a whole piece of raw flesh, isn’t it still better than dying?

If the judgment had been a little late, if the execution had been a little late, he would have been pierced through the heart and died on the spot.

No matter how much of a monster-like body a practitioner of White Thunder God’s Art had, he could not survive even after losing his heart.

‘If it were me in the past, I would definitely have died.’

I felt dizzy.

If I had not become accustomed to the use of prosthetics after arduous training, I would not have been able to think of an appropriate response in a split second and put it into action.

“Ugh!”

An unbelievable scream-like scream erupted from the White-Faced Reaper.

He didn’t give up until the end.

Instead of falling down in frustration, he grabbed a new sword and aimed for my neck.

I could tell just by looking at his eyes.

That he is not desperate, but truly wants to kill me.

“…….”

I lowered the geoggeol from top to bottom.

Although he was an enemy, he was someone I had no choice but to acknowledge.

At the last moment, I also wanted to be polite.

The final piece of Wolyeonggeom discovered by Mokwonse in my underground space.

The simple sword road caused division in an instant and caused numerous illusions.

An intense glow engulfed the entire area.

The White-Faced Reaper, who was staring at the waves of illusion disturbing his vision as if he could not believe it, calmly closed his eyes.

The blade of his ceremonial brother, hidden among the illusions, tore his body to shreds.

In the blink of an eye, the eight strongest demons were reduced to pieces of finely chopped meat.

“Huh.”

I shook the blood off my sword and let out the breath I had been holding.

I had to get out of my seat quickly in order to breathe smoothly, but my steps never slowed down.

Pieces of meat engulfed in flames came into view.

“under.”

It was a fight with an overwhelming advantage on my side.

The white-faced reaper was exhausted and injured, and I was in perfect condition, having only used up a little of my energy.

It was no exaggeration to say that the outcome of the battle was decided from the beginning.

Still struggling this much.

‘So this is probably something that the Demon Lord kept by his side and cherished.’

I slowly brushed my hand over the wound on my chest.

Blood was splattered on the sleeves of the clothes.

Even in an unfavorable situation, the White Faced Reaper finally pulled off a reversal.

As a result, I had the experience of reaching the brink of death and coming back.

On the one hand, I was worried.

It was so dangerous even against the White-Faced Reaper, so how on earth should the Demon Cult Lord deal with it?

I shook my head, kicked the ground, and took a leap.

After climbing over tree branches one after another, I looked down at the vacant lot engulfed in flames and thought.

‘With this, there are two remaining eight great demons.’

Now that the Hundred-Faced Shinigami is dead, all that remains are the Surama Emperor and the Iron Armored God.

Suddenly, a curiosity arose.

The Sosalma Army said that they were planning to recruit one of the Eight Great Demon Lords.

The White-Faced Reaper, who was no other person, would not have fallen for his trick.

Because he is a faithful confidant of the Demon Cultist.

Among all the demonic cults, if one were to choose the person who was most loyal to the cult leader, it would be the White-Faced Reaper.

In the first place, he was not a person who would participate in treason or anything like that.

No matter how excellent Sosalmagun’s speaking skills were, it was impossible to get him on one side.

‘Suramaje suffered a serious injury in the fight with King Gwon. Then, the most likely one is the Iron Colossus?’

To put it positively, there was no reason for a person who was about to make a big move, but to put it negatively, had other thoughts inside, to overexert himself on the battlefield.

If you think about it that way, there was a high probability that the Eight Great Demons who joined hands with the Small Demon Army were iron-clad giants.

‘Well, it’s meaningless to predict because it’s the Sosalma Army and no one else.’

* * *

“How are you feeling?”

“I feel like I’m going to die.”

“Thanks to you, I can move a little more freely. Thank you for accepting my unreasonable request.”

The headquarters of the Demonic Cult.

The man who greeted the guest, leaning against the head of the hospital bed, had an uneasy expression on his face.

The man’s nickname is Suramaje.

He was an absolute master who occupied the first place in the eight great demon armies.

‘I didn’t do it on purpose.’

Not long ago, he joined hands with Sosalmagun Jang Baek-hwan.

He had a negative view of the religious leaders of his time.

How can we trust and follow someone who sacrifices Amonists just to secure foreign wealth?

In fact, the reason the war progressed to this level was largely due to the loss of a large number of Gyo’s main forces in the battle at Banghyeon.

It was as if the Great Precepts had become distorted due to the Demonic Cult’s dogmatism.

[There is one thing you must do.]

[What must you do?]

[If you are dispatched to Hebei this time, please return moderately injured.]

[What does that mean? What should we do by making me, the most important force, get injured before I can even carry out a major mission?] [

This is the only way for the demon army to naturally move with us.]

[……I understand what you mean . [Many.]

The Sosalma Army solved the unreasonable problem posed by the Surama Emperor and in return made a favor.

Suramaje was reluctant, but accepted the request.

In terms of intelligence, the person at the top of the school was Sosalmagun.

For now, I decided to follow his opinion.

The result was this.

‘Unfortunately, I was bitten by a crazy dog like King Gwon.’

From the beginning, I was moderately injured and tried to retreat.

So, I deliberately faced off against King Kwon, who was an easy opponent.

Because he was injured by the cult leader.

But did you say that things in the world don’t always go according to plan?

King Kwon was a much scarier figure than I thought.

I wasn’t talking about the state of martial arts.

Even though he had been in the Demonic Cult for a long time, he had never seen anyone with such tendencies before.

‘I didn’t intend to get hurt this badly…’

Of course, I had no intention of telling this to Sosalmagun straight away.

Is there any reason to lower your evaluation of yourself?

At best, the impression was that he was willing to sacrifice himself for future reforms, and there was no reason to pour cold water on that.

“After you understand it, burn it.”

Sosalmagun took out a note from his pocket and handed it to Suramaje.

When I opened the paper and looked at the contents, I saw that it was written in secret language.

Sosalmagun, who was watching Suramaje go through the contents, suddenly said.

“From now on, I will explain our future plans.”