Absolute Regression

Episode 236 That’s why this fight is difficult.

Clink.

The bowl fell on the floor and broke.

Chen Hualouju was silently looking down at the broken bowl.

“Are you okay?”

Seo Dae-ryong, who was bringing food ingredients to the kitchen, asked in surprise.

“yes I’m okay.”

When she tried to pick up the broken pieces, Seo Dae-ryong came forward and stopped her.

“Just leave it alone. “I will clean it up.”

This was the safe house of the Heavenly Demon Church. The owners of Giru, who had been rescued from the Yeobul Dog, were being brought here for a while. Under Cheonhwaruju’s care, they became much more stable.

Cheonhwaruju was always bright, but today his expression was dark.

“Is something wrong?”

After a moment, she answered.

“I had a bad dream.”

Seo Dae-ryong knew from Geommugeuk that she was not an ordinary woman. I knew I couldn’t dismiss her dream as a dream, but I pretended not to know and told her.

“Don’t they say dreams are the opposite?”

“Yes?”

She said with an effort to smile, but her expression was still dark. Maybe that ominous dream was always true.

Then Seo Dae-ryong suddenly spoke.

“It won’t work.”

“yes?”

“I know from Lord Lu that you are not an ordinary person. So I know that it would be rude to say this. I’ll tell you though. That bad dream won’t work on our Lord. “If it doesn’t work for Gakju, it won’t work for Soma either.”

Seo Dae-ryong squatted down and started cleaning up the broken dishes.

“Before I met Lee Gongja, my life was like a broken vessel. “He had an ugly appearance and a dark and twisted personality.”

His own face was reflected in the broken bowl he picked up. Seo Dae-ryong thought that the distorted figure that he could only vaguely see was his past self.

“No one considered me important, and I myself considered myself insignificant. But after meeting Gakju, my life changed. “I may still be nothing more than a broken vessel in some people’s eyes, but I think of myself as a vessel that will definitely be useful somewhere.”

Seo Dae-ryong took up the broken dishes and stood up.

“Actually, I said this in a humble way, and I think it goes beyond that. Master Lee took the broken dishes and made them into expensive ceramics.”

He became a disciple of Hyeolcheondoma and might even become the next Netherlord.

“This is the person who makes a life like this for me. So things like bad dreams don’t work for you.”

A smile finally appeared on Tianhuaruju’s face.

“yes. “It won’t work.”

Seo Dae-ryong came out with a bowl. The Poison King was digging in the ground in a corner of the yard. As I was digging around the unique-looking flower, it seemed like something like a poisonous snake or poisonous insect lived around that flower.

I was afraid of the Poison King and didn’t usually talk to him, but today I approached him.

“Louju had a bad dream. “He’s a person whose dreams fit well.”

Then the Poison King spoke without looking at Seodaeryong.

“I will drive the carriage when we return to the bridge, so you can go help.”

“Oh, dreams may not always come true.”

Seo Dae-ryong was curious about one thing.

Why didn’t Geommugeuk ask the Poison King to go with him in the first place?

To protect Tianhuaruju and the women he rescued? It’s important, but fighting Yayulhan is a life-threatening task.

It was right then. The Poison King blurted out as if he had read Seo Dae-ryong’s mind.

“Are you curious? Why didn’t Gongja Lee ask me for help?”

“Yes, honestly, I’m curious.”

The Poison King answered while looking closely at the bugs in the ground.

“Because the goal is not just to kill Yayulhan.”

Seo Dae-ryong asked with a surprised face.

“Do you have any other purpose?”

The Poison King looked at Seo Dae-ryong. Seo Dae-ryong did not dare to look at those clear eyes that looked much younger than himself.

“I heard you’re the right hand man? Then you should know.”

“Because he’s a brainless right-hand man.”

“I heard you entered Hwangcheongak at the top of your class?”

Seo Dae-ryong was surprised.

“Did the governor even say that?”

“You should talk a bit more in your footnotes.”

Seo Dae-ryong felt better for no reason and his heart filled with pride.

“so? “What do you think?”

After a moment, Seo Dae-ryong spoke.

“I am always surprised by what you do, so how can I know what you are doing? However, I sometimes have this thought while looking at the footnotes. Why do you want to do this? Why do you want to become so strong?”

Seo Dae-ryong continued, staring at the Poison King who was still digging up something.

“Could it be that you are looking at something beyond becoming a successor? Sometimes I get that feeling. “Where on earth are you looking, Mr. Gakju?”

The Poison King turned to him and asked.

“Why are you asking me that?”

“ah! Iknow, right. sorry.”

Seo Dae-ryong bowed his head politely and then retreated.

“I’m going to help Rouju prepare the meal.”

Seo Dae-ryong ran into the building.

The Poison King seemed to be lost in thought for a moment and then started digging the ground again.

* * *

Yayulhan was confused.

When I first saw Oroe Shingeom’s body, I thought he had been killed by a sword sent by the Apostle Lord, but surprisingly, it was the work of a very evil Soma. With a young master whose identity is unknown.

‘The leader joined hands with the Demon Cult?’

I couldn’t understand that either. The Apostle Lord he knew was not the kind of person who would join hands with the Demonic Cult, no matter how much it was to get rid of him.

‘So, you’re saying that only the Demonic Cult intervened regardless of the leader? ‘Why on earth?’

If you carry out various businesses in Moorim, there may be conflicts with the Demonic Church. However, there was no conflict to the point of risking one’s life like this.

Yayulhan’s eyes turned to the sword dance. The opponent’s movements shown earlier while defeating the three evils were truly of great stature. He’s so young, but his movements are better than that of Extreme Soma? How can that be?

“I have never heard that there is someone like you in the Demonic Cult.”

Yayulhan did not recognize the identity of the sword dance. Of course, since I was the second-in-command of the Sado Meng, I was able to hear various information about the three stories that came up through the Meng. Of course, the information included that a Demonic Cult expert had recently been gaining prominence.

However, at this moment, it did not occur to me that the young man in front of me was a Demonic Cult expert. First of all, his martial arts skills were too excellent for his age, and there was no way the son of the Heavenly Demon would do this dangerous work himself.

I thought it was a secret weapon raised by the Demonic Cult. Or maybe he’s a master of a demonic religion who has turned against the world.

“That’s because it’s not a demonic religion. “We are the Grim Reaper specially sent by King Yeom.”

At the mockery of the sword dance, a cold blizzard-like energy spread out from Yayulhan’s entire body.

This was Yayulhan’s prayer. If fear is added to this prayer, which makes the whole body freeze, the other person will die before even trying.

Of course, sword dancing did not stop stimulating him.

“If it’s this cold, won’t it be less hot when you go into the fire pit of hell?”

Continuing provocation even in this urgent situation was an acknowledgment of the other party. Just by looking at Yayulhan’s prayer, you could tell his skill level. Just one moment of choice and one mistake will determine the difference between victory and defeat.

Then Yayulhan said.

“I have to take you. “I think someone as annoying as you could put out a fire pit.”

Cha Hwan, who had stayed behind due to his relatively weak martial arts skills, was surprised.

I saw it for the first time. Yayulhan saying something like that to the other person. I knew that the green guy was strong because I had seen it myself, but I wondered if it was just like this. What if it’s such a tight fight?

‘I have to play a big role.’

My heart was beating fast. The desire to achieve merit in some way dominated him. They will see an opportunity and jump at it. At the decisive moment!

This time, Hyeolryungyeop laughed and spoke to Geukaksoma.

“I didn’t know that Hyeolryun would taste the blood of an extremely evil soma.”

Extreme Soma showed no reaction, and Hyeolryungyeop became somewhat embarrassed by this complete disregard.

“Anyway, they seem like arrogant demonic bastards.”

He was confident that he could defeat Extreme Soma. He also realized that the wounds of the evil Soma from Yayulhan’s surprise attack earlier were deep. In terms of his original skills, he was one step below Mazzon, but in this situation, he had a good chance of winning.

In addition, Extreme Soma’s internal power consumption was even more severe. This is because he used his inner strength while dealing with Oroe Shingeom and his disciple earlier.

Geommugeuk’s gaze was directed at the red-wet arms of the evil Soma. If blood is leaking even though the bleeding is stopped by pressing the acupuncture point, it means that the wound is deep.

‘This fight must end as quickly as possible.’

However, if you fight too hastily, you will be killed by Yayulhan. It’s a fight where you’re in a hurry but you don’t have to vote, and you have to put your all into it, but you have to finish it as quickly as possible. That’s why this fight is difficult.

“Anyway, your leader will hate it if you mess with the Heavenly Demon Church. Is that okay?”

The sword dance said words that would shake the hearts of the enemies.

Then Yayulhan asked.

“You said it’s not a demonic religion?”

“Not really. “If it’s not us, who else will try to get rid of you?”

“Why is the Demon Cult trying to kill me?”

“I’ll tell you when I die.”

“You die first. So tell me now.”

“Nope?”

Yayulhan felt annoyed for the first time in a long time. Because no one in his life had dared to irritate him. Even if it had been there, it would have already been lying dead.

But soon Yayulhan controlled his emotions.

“Okay, I’ll listen to it when I die.”

Looking at the calm eyes, I was able to control my mind during the sword dance. The martial law did not work for Yayulhan at all. The only way was to kill him with skill.

Whirly ryu ryu ryu ryu!

The blood ring split the air, and the battle between the evil Soma and the blood ring began.

Extreme Soma easily dodged the blood wheel that quickly flew through the air.

At the same time, the extremely evil Soma flew towards the blood ring apocalypse.

Wow!

Shhh!

At that time, two rays of sword energy tore through the air at the same time.

It was Yayulhan’s sword energy to block the approach of Extreme Evil Soma and Geommugeuk’s sword energy to relieve that sword energy.

Boom!

The moment when sword energy collided in the air!

Peeing!

Extreme Soma’s earth wind was released, and the returning blood ring was about to hit the back of Extreme Soma’s head.

Extreme Soma turned his body to avoid Hyeolryun, and Hyeolryungeop also threw his body to avoid Hyeolangji.

After the tense first battle, there was a moment of tension. It’s a closely contested battle where you don’t know how it will turn out.

Geommugeuk made a decision.

‘This kind of fight is at a disadvantage.’

That’s because Yayulhan can throw away the blood ring at any time, but he can never throw away the evil soma.

The moment I made that decision, the sword dance flew towards Yayulhan.

I decided not to worry about Extreme Soma’s injuries. It was wrong to worry about him in the first place. You must trust him.

And if it was really for the sake of Extreme Soma, I should have focused on my fight instead of worrying about things and killed Yayulhan as quickly as possible. We will make it so that no one dares to throw sword energy at Extreme Soma anymore.

Clap clap clap clap clap!

The sword light created by Geommugeuk and Yayulhan flashed in the air so fast that it was not even visible to the eye.

These two were really fast. The two people who had clashed on the left were now exchanging swords on the right. It was a movement as if it were moving through space at will.

The white sword light of Geommugeuk and the blue sword light of Yayulhan clashed countless times.

Kakakakacankang!

The two people clashed swords and flew into the air. The sword light flashing in the sky seemed to set off fireworks in this amazing fight.

They fought by jumping down from the air and running on the rooftops. Even while running, swords clashed with swords endlessly.

The sword light continued to flash until it fell from the roof onto the wall again.

The confrontation between the Bicheon Sword Technique, which achieved the greatness of the Twelve Stars, and the Honwon Spectral Sword Art, which achieved the great power of the Twelve Stars, was truly a fight between dragons and tigers.

As the fierce battle continued, the sword dance momentarily injected more power into the black magic sword.

Blood burst out from Yayulhan’s mouth due to the unexpected force.

But before the drop of blood fell to the ground, a sword flew in, cutting through it.

grasp!

Blood splattered from Geommugeuk’s side.

In the midst of that fast-paced battle, it was unreasonable to inject more energy, and excessive attacks inevitably came with a price. It was truly a skill worthy of someone second in command.

They were neither surprised nor impressed with each other. I only focused on fighting. I knew from the fight a little while ago that the moment I get distracted, I will die.

The very moment when the distance between two people widened for a moment!

Yayulhan’s first secret skill was revealed.

Ssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss!

Yayulhan’s new form split into ten pieces and surrounded the sword dance. This art of self-immolation was the Ten Rings of Split Soul Art, one of the essences of Spiritual Spectral Sword Art.

Chrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.

At the same time, thirty-six sword-shaped sword energy surrounded the sword dance.

It was Yucheon-sik, the seventh type of Bicheon Sword Technique. It was not the traditional Yu Cheon-sik. What was originally split in front of the chest has now been made to form a circle around the body of the sword dancer.

The martial arts that had achieved the Twelve Stars were becoming more and more mature, showing new heights.

At the moment when the illusions all rushed at each other, ten of the floating sword energies flew in all directions.

Hiss, hiss, hiss!

Puffpuffpuffpuffpuffpuff!

The sword energy and illusion collided and disappeared, and the real Yayulhan swung his sword and dispelled the flying sword energy.

Twenty-six sword energies remaining after eliminating the illusion!

As if black energy was flying out of an engine, the sword energy was fired all at once towards Yayulhan.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh!

Cha Hwan, who was watching, opened his mouth wide. I have never seen or heard of something like this in my life.

And what received the divine status was another divine status.

Boom, boom, quack, quack, quack, quack!

The flying sword energy was blocked by something and collided.

It was a sword wall. It was not just a wall of swords. It was a wall of sword energy as cold as an ice wall, another essence of the mixed source spectral sword technique, the blue ice wall.

Srurr.

The wall of sword energy disappeared as if melting snow, and Yayulhan’s figure appeared behind it.

His eyes were shining blue like a demon and radiating terrible deceit.

From now on, the black magic sword began to cry long at the momentum of his being real.

Woooooooo!

Geommugeuk held the black magic sword tightly and walked towards that terrible fraud.

‘Friend, let’s hold on just a little longer!’

This was what I said to both my friends.