Side Story Episode 124. Operation within an operation (4)
bang!
Lee Cheon-sang, who had blown away the prosecutors with his double sword, looked at the two men and women and the prosecutor standing behind them.
“Who are you?”
The face of the prosecutor who was aiming his dual swords at the necks of the two men and women was so pale that it could not be described as white.
Half of my colleagues died due to the sudden attack of two demons, and while I was dealing with the remaining companions, another demon attacked.
Mine came in later, and all of his remaining companions were shattered by the hands of the ghost in front of him.
The prosecutor was taken aback because it happened so quickly. Even though he received rigorous training, he was unable to maintain his composure.
Tuk.
Lee Cheon-sang shook off the dusty long cloth and looked at the man and woman.
The two men and women appeared to be approximately in their early to mid twenties. Although he looked devastated after being put through so many hardships, his true nature was so gentle that he may have looked younger.
Still, they were worthy of being called good men and good women. The man had the impression of a flexible scholar, and the woman was a beauty with stern-looking eyes.
Although they tried to maintain their resoluteness, the fear that could not be hidden was visible on the faces of the two men and women.
Lee Cheon-sang opened his mouth.
“Ho-gwang, Jin Yo-seong. Is that right?”
The woman looked at the man.
The man nodded slightly.
“you’re right.”
“You’ve come to the right place.”
“who are you?”
“He is no different from the person holding a knife to your neck.”
That was a pretty impressive answer. Usually in cases like this, he either said he was here to save you or he didn’t reply at all.
However, Lee Cheon-sang’s remarks actually calmed the minds of the men and women to some extent.
The prosecutor shouted loudly.
“I asked who you were!”
“I just gave you the answer.”
Pick!
Lee Cheon-sang pulled out the black sword.
“this guy!”
The prosecutor pressed his sword to the men and women’s necks. Blood oozed from her neck, which was slightly cut by the blade.
The faces of the men and women turned pale.
The prosecutor spoke as if chewing.
“Drop the dagger. Otherwise… … .”
“Otherwise?”
“… … ?!”
“Weren’t you ordered to guard the two of them?”
I just guessed it from the situation, but wasn’t sure.
However, when Lee Cheon-sang saw the prosecutor’s eyes shaking, he realized that his guess was correct.
“Drop the knife.”
“Shut up!”
“Orders received from above must be followed even at the risk of death. “Is one prosecutor planning to kill his target and cause harm to the organization?”
The prosecutor gritted his teeth.
“Even if you die, die without causing trouble to the organization. “If you give me two people, I won’t touch you.”
The swordsman, who almost lowered his sword without realizing it, opened his eyes and shouted.
“Who are you trying to sway with frivolous words? Throw away your dagger right now! If you don’t throw them away, I will kill you both immediately!”
Lee Cheon-sang looked into the prosecutor’s eyes.
‘I’m not bluffing.’
I seriously intend to kill them both. Rather than being taken over by an unknown demon, he is willing to kill his target and die fighting himself.
A person who has overcome the fear of death that all living things have. Not just that prosecutor, but all of them.
Regardless of actual skills, their mental strength is comparable to that of the Magicians of the New Education University.
“I’ll count to three! one!”
“good night.”
“two… … what?”
Lee Cheon-sang raised both hands.
“I will lay down a dagger. “Don’t kill them both.”
A look of relief appeared on the tense prosecutor’s face.
“Leave it on the ground.”
“good night.”
Lee Cheon-sang slightly stretched out his hand and relaxed the fingers holding the dagger.
The swordsman’s eyes followed the falling heukyeongbi.
But there was something he was overlooking.
In the first place, it was Lee Cheon-sang’s recommendation and not a dagger that came into the Mook and blew away his colleagues.
When Heukyeongbi passes Lee Cheon-sang’s knees and falls to shin level.
Paang! Pow!
The dagger, which became a black thunderbolt, pierced between the swordsman’s eyes and stuck out the back of his head, hitting the wall of the pillbox. He kicked the dagger and threw it away.
‘Uh oh.’ With a sound, the swordsman slowly fell backwards.
Wow!
The prosecutor’s body, which had been falling backwards, stopped. This is because Lee Cheon-sang quickly approached him and grabbed both of his hands.
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If they had fallen, the swords in both hands would have penetrated the men and women’s necks.
The man and woman swallowed their saliva and looked up at Cheon-sang Lee.
This is a distance where you can clearly hear each other’s breathing. It’s literally no different than right under your nose.
Lee Cheon-sang looked down at the two people and asked.
“Are you okay?”
Inside the dark pill.
A large man looks down at them with indifferent eyes and asks for their safety in a voice as emotionless as his eyes.
This was a completely different kind of fear than the one shown by those who kidnapped and held them. Even if he did not commit any rough acts, he was a person whose very existence could be terrifying.
Then, the woman said.
“thank you.”
Even while feeling fear of the unknown, the woman tried to remain calm as much as possible.
“Thanks to you, our lives were saved.”
Lee Cheon-sang let go of the dead prosecutor’s hands.
thud!
The head of the prosecutor who fell backwards jerked a few times and then went limp.
“It is true that I saved you now, but since I am also under orders, I cannot completely guarantee your future safety.”
The woman’s complexion became pale again.
The man swallowed and asked.
“If you don’t mind, may I know where you came from?”
“Church of the Heavenly Demon.”
“… … !!”
I guessed that he was a cool demon, but as expected, this person was also a demon from the Heavenly Demon Church.
“but… … .”
The man glanced at the dead prosecutor. In the meantime, he held her head tightly in his arms, hoping that his wife would see it.
“Aren’t they also demons of Protestantism?”
“So it was a car that I was curious about as well.”
I had no idea that when I came to capture the five Noma who had escaped from prison, I would end up in such a bloody fight with those with the same level of magical energy.
Lee Cheon-sang turned around.
“Wait a moment. “I’ll come after cleaning up the surroundings.”
* * *
Whoops!
The clash of swords and swords.
Wichan felt the shock as if his entire right arm, including the sword he was holding, was torn off and blown away.
Shhh! Pow!
Yoo Sang-cheon’s face was also distorted as he pushed to the left and pushed away the blood-scented sword with a strong fist.
I pushed the blood-scented sword away, but the impact I felt from my fist was tremendous. It felt as if I had hit an elastic steel ball. It seemed as if the energy he was emitting came back and hit the blood vessels in his arms.
‘strong!’
I remembered the time when I was competing with Lee Cheon-sang.
While fighting with Lee Cheon-sang, I felt intimidated just by standing in front of him. It feels like I will be dodged or counterattacked no matter what attack I make to any part of the body, so I feel embarrassed about deploying the martial arts attack itself.
On the contrary, the blood scent sword was infinitely hard. It felt like I was facing a castle gate that would not break no matter how hard I pounded on it.
The feelings of the two people were so different. But the two also had something in common.
‘also.’
Yoo Sang-cheon gritted his teeth.
‘I was a frog in a well.’
The level of Lee Cheon-sang and the swordsman in front of us would not be easily found even within the Protestant Church.
However, if that number is small, it is not. Shingyo is the strongest group of magicians with many peak experts.
How great are Naewon’s masters who are stronger than Lee Cheon-sang and the prosecutor? How fearsome are the top demon leaders of the Seventy-Two Demons?
How strong are the Wonju-level figures, and how many bizarre magical techniques and techniques do their subordinates have?
Furthermore, what about the Teenage Demon Lords? How high of a mountain are they overlooking the world from the top?
Compared to them, I was so shabby. Even though he was learning his grandfather’s magic arts, which were recognized as the highest level in Protestantism, he was unable to properly kill a single enemy.
Yu Sang-cheon’s eyes sparkled fire.
‘Still, you win!’
Flash! Flash!
Wichan’s sword, which swung like a thunderbolt, was not heavy, but it was very fast.
Blood Fragrance Sword gritted his teeth and threw down his sword.
Awesome!
With just two collisions, Wi Chan had to take five steps back.
‘Even though the internal injuries are severe!’
I thought that if I hadn’t suffered internal injuries from the monarch’s surprise attack, I wouldn’t have been able to survive five rounds, let alone ten rounds. The reason he was able to survive while clashing swords was because the opponent’s internal energy flow was unstable.
And Yoo Sang-cheon did not miss the moment when his limbs became dizzy due to the unstable use of internal energy.
Hahaha!
Yu Sang-cheon’s demonic energy was intimidating not only to Wei Chan but also to Blood Hyanggeom.
The quality of the magic energy was relatively low, but the level of magic practiced was different. The food chain relationship was so thorough that even blood-scented swords were reluctant to collide with each other.
Whoa!
The black magic energy flowing from Yu Sang-cheon’s hands instantly shed its darkness and gave off a milky glow.
The blood-scented sword’s eyes wavered.
A little while ago, I was so distracted that I just ignored it, but in the hands of the young boy who was determined and energetic, a shape that was difficult to ignore was emerging.
Two rays of cloudy white light gradually formed the shape of a skull the size of a human head.
Although it was completely white, it was an amazing technique that could not help but feel even more bizarre because it gave off a much more brilliant light than the actual white bone.
‘Could it be a Heavenly Demon with White Bones?!’
Yoo Sang-cheon threw out a pair of swords.
Quack!
For the first time, in a head-to-head match, Bloodscent Sword was pushed back by five or six steps.
If the internal injuries weren’t so severe, there’s no way he would have retreated. Furthermore, even if he suffered internal injuries, he would not have retreated like this considering the difference in level.
The opponent’s magic attack level was too outstanding. Looking at the flow of power, it seems that it cannot be perfectly realized, but even an imperfect Qigong wave can produce this much power.
‘Are you a disciple of the White Bone God Demon?!’
Blood Scent Sword’s face was distorted.
Before the mission, he hated those who became stronger with stronger magic techniques or elixirs without even establishing their own martial arts.
Quang!
The blood-scented sword lunged at Yoo Sang-cheon while coughing up blood from his mouth.
The reason I was able to persevere and move forward even though I felt like my stomach was turning upside down was because of my unknown anger.
Yoo Sang-cheon was surprised and held out his double shield. Because there was no time to raise demonic energy, White Bone Master’s career did not reach even half of its level.
At that time, Wichan flew into the side of the blood-scented sword.
Quang! Sigh!
Three people fell down at the same time. The blood scent sword got tangled up in Wei Chan’s sword power and collapsed due to the explosion of the sword. Yu Sang-cheon was blown away by the sword energy of the blood scent sword, and Wei Chan was blown away by the rebound force of the blood scent sword.
Wow!
Wi-chan, who had fallen, was crying and coughing up blood, but ran straight to the blood-scented sword.
Bloodyanggeom staggered to his feet and swung his sword in surprise.
Awesome! Damn it!
The prayer of the Blood Incense Sword has become extremely unstable.
A powerful magical energy leaked out from Wichan’s body as he attacked him with a quick and sharp sword strike.
‘… … !!’
The blood-scented sword’s eyes wavered.
‘This guy too?!’
The guy who used White Bones was like that, but it turned out that this kid swordsman was also learning magic at an incredibly high level.
It was ridiculous that I didn’t know that until now. If he had that kind of power, he would have taken it out and used it right away. There was no way to know why he had kept it hidden and brought it out now.
However, after more than ten stabbings, Blood Hyanggeom realized the reason.
Jiiiing!
A violent, intangible demonic energy seeped into Wichan’s entire body, granting him much faster movement than before.
Blah blah blah! Suddenly!
Brilliant blood burst out amidst colorful sparks. Wichan’s sword managed to cut into Bloodhyanggeom’s chest.
It was then.
“no!”
Sangcheon Yoo’s urgent cry.
The blood-scented sword’s eyes exploded with murder, and his sword curved like a snake, aiming for Wichan’s neck.
A moment of desperation.
Cheer ring!
Wichan’s sword began to show mysterious movements.
martial arts,
