Dokmaeuiseon - Chapter 147
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Chapter 147
‘It’s difficult to escape my eyes.’
From the beginning, Gyeom Gwang-ja was one who dealt with information.
Once caught in his sight, it was difficult to escape his gaze.
Especially since he was someone who had hoped to belong to Ryeon even before entering under Jung Myeong, and had deeply investigated that place.
Not now, but decades ago, even if they were masters of the previous generation, it didn’t matter.
He meticulously remembered even those who had made names for themselves long ago.
Especially if they were figures from Ryeon!
Such accumulation would surely become his asset.
It was difficult to escape such eyes of his.
Even Gyeom Gwang-ja himself didn’t know he would use the information he gained back then like this.
‘The affairs of the world are truly unpredictable.’
What could he do.
Even if it was shallow information he had learned, if it was power, then it was power.
‘I should remember these guys separately and tell the Physician about them.’
Gyeom Gwang-ja, thinking he would remember their faces, stepped forward.
Since he knew the opponents, he thought it would be better for him to handle this.
‘That Ju Gwang-geom at the very front, that guy who’s a master of the previous generation, his specialty is illusion swordsmanship. Anyway, there are many guys related to such illusions in Ryeon.’
It was by no means an arrogant judgment.
It was simply a judgment made because the illusion swordsmanship of the person before his eyes was easy to counter if known in advance.
However, even Gyeom Gwang-ja didn’t know until then that this would get on his nerves.
Ju Gwang-geom pointed his sword and asked.
“Who are you?”
“Huh…”
He seemed to have no idea about Gyeom Gwang-ja at all.
That got on his nerves.
No matter how much of a Ryeon person he was, if he came to Hangzhou, shouldn’t he know which martial artists were powerful there?
But he doesn’t recognize someone of Gyeom Gwang-ja’s caliber?
Isn’t this ignoring him too much?
It was absurd.
Even as anger boiled up inside him.
Gyeom Gwang-ja maintained a bright expression to the end and didn’t give him a good answer.
“I’m a country bumpkin who’s been rolling around in Hangzhou. I suppose you can’t recognize me because I’m such a bumpkin.”
“What? Someone of your level calling himself a country bumpkin is nonsense. That realm should surpass the ordinary.”
“Even if it surpasses the ordinary, I suppose it’s not enough to enter your field of vision.”
Ridiculously, the one who had come all the way to this archipelago failed to recognize Gyeom Gwang-ja to the very end.
‘Was I at this level?’
It had been long since he abandoned his lingering attachment to Ryeon after entering under Jung Myeong.
But for it to be like this.
Gyeom Gwang-ja inwardly thought he had done well to choose Jung Myeong.
At the same time, he didn’t forget the punishment for Ju Gwang-geom who had rubbed him the wrong way.
He stealthily began to close the distance.
“Is there a need to know? You’re going to die anyway.”
“What…”
“No need for questions and answers. Since you came all this way from the Four Blood Alliance, what can I do. You must die now!”
Then, confirming he had closed the distance as much as possible, he immediately unleashed the claws he had kept hidden.
Puhwaaaaak-!
Gyeom Gwang-ja’s halberd was roughly swung toward Ju Gwang-geom.
“Huh…!”
Panic filled Ju Gwang-geom’s eyes upon seeing this.
A sudden attack.
Those who had reached a considerable realm didn’t usually do such despicable things. But the opponent had already committed to it.
Being caught off guard, Ju Gwang-geom realized he had been pushed into a defensive position.
‘I must block it quickly…!’
At the same time, he thought he could somehow block it.
The unknown guy’s weapon was a halberd, wasn’t it?
The weakness of such a halberd was the deep opening that appeared after one move. Therefore, he calculated that the opponent would have thrown one move, and he just needed to block that one move.
Generally, it was a correct calculation.
However.
Sswieeeek-!
What Gyeom Gwang-ja had unleashed wasn’t just one move.
There was a thick energy spreading from Gyeom Gwang-ja’s halberd that had been swung widely.
It was poison energy!
“Kuk…!”
Chiiiiik-
Mountain Dissolving Poison so vicious it could melt the entire body!
Ju Gwang-geom’s hand, which had been trying to raise his sword upright, stopped right there.
‘Wh, where did such strong poison come from…’
Such poison was difficult to obtain even in Ryeon.
To think he would wield it like this.
“Hehe. Is one strike too fierce?”
When he looked at Gyeom Gwang-ja in surprise, a deep smile was already spreading across his face.
“You… you… geurk…”
Where on earth did he get such a thing…
He couldn’t even voice those words.
Kuuuuung.
There was no other choice but to lose his life and collapse right there.
“Hmph…”
At this, Gyeom Gwang-ja only looked down coldly.
He was clearly very angry that they still hadn’t recognized him.
The one to appease him was, as always, Wave Blade.
“That was fast?”
“I have the poison the Physician gave me. Didn’t you receive some too?”
“I didn’t know it could be used so easily.”
“He told me not to spare it and use it freely. He said he’d give more when he sees us. So I should use it.”
“Well done. Then I should use mine the same way.”
Though he said nothing more.
There was no way Gyeom Gwang-ja wouldn’t notice the subtle attempt to praise his proper use of the poison.
For Wave Blade, who had the rough temperament of a Wandering Warrior, doing this much was the best consideration he could offer.
This level of consideration between them was sufficient.
“Hehe… Yes. Use it like that.”
“Good! I’ll go left.”
“Then I’ll have to go right.”
Tuhwaak-!
The two advanced forward and swept through the battlefield.
And some time later.
The two met again only after cutting down enemies to their heart’s content.
“What about the remaining ones?”
“I completely annihilated all of them on this side. What about yours?”
“Same here.”
As the two said, the enemies were completely annihilated.
They had succeeded in killing every single one without leaving a single survivor.
It could be called cruel, but since they had met as enemies, this was unavoidable.
The two, covered in the blood of their enemies, looked up.
“What about the messenger pigeons? Huh. Quite a lot are flying away.”
“You’re right about that. There are many.”
In the distance above, several messenger pigeons could be seen flying away.
“Isn’t it convenient that we don’t need to stop all those?”
“Right. If we had to stop those, we would have had to run frantically!”
“Hehe. That crazy choice might be fortunate.”
The two could have stopped the messenger pigeons but chose not to.
They simply watched with smiles.
Even that was one of the methods Jung Myeong had chosen.
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Thus, news of the battles that occurred throughout the archipelago flew from various places.
Flap flap-
The messenger pigeons carrying this news hurriedly headed toward one place.
“Huh… Messenger pigeons are flocking here!”
“Over there! Messenger pigeons are coming from over there too!”
The destination of the messenger pigeons was predetermined.
It was the island where Ju Ma-ji-sal, who was on the verge of dominating the Jusan Archipelago, was staying.
Dozens of messenger pigeons were flocking to the island where he was.
It was a spectacular scene.
However, there was no one admiring this sight.
Everyone was trembling with fear. They instinctively knew that such a large number of messenger pigeons flying could not bring good news.
“Isn’t it far from the regular reporting time?”
“That’s correct.”
“Then does all of that mean enemy invasion!”
“!!!!”
Daeeeng- Daeeeng-
Belatedly, they struck the gong they had prepared in advance.
It was not a sound to prepare for enemy invasion, but to announce the appearance of enemies.
“You all take the messenger pigeons as soon as they arrive and bring them to the Elder…”
“There’s no need for that.”
“Huh! Elder!”
Just as they were about to gather the messenger pigeons and go find Ju Ma-ji-sal.
Before that, Ju Ma-ji-sal, the owner of the messenger pigeons, was already up there.
‘When on earth…!’
His movement was so fast they couldn’t even notice it.
‘How is this possible. Even as he ages, rather than getting weaker, he seems to be getting stronger.’
The Martial Artists here were maintaining their positions, but they weren’t offering loyalty to Ju Ma-ji-sal.
They followed him only because the Elders of the Previous Generation and those brought from Lyeon, plus masters brought from who knows where, were following him.
In other words, they were following only because the tide had already been decided.
In fact, if the Elders of the Jusan Archipelago hadn’t told them to follow him, they would have rebelled long ago.
Even if the price was death. They would rather die than show loyalty to an outsider – that was their nature.
Though Ju Ma-ji-sal was actually from this place too.
‘Does that make sense?’
The Young Martial Artists knew of him but remained half-believing.
Though they didn’t offer complete loyalty to Ju Ma-ji-sal, whenever they glimpsed his level of mastery, they couldn’t help but feel admiration.
This was something like a Martial Artist’s instinct.
“Heup-cha.”
While they were admiring him, Ju Ma-ji-sal, the subject of their admiration, suddenly did something unexpected.
Tuhwa-aak! Tuhwak!
He suddenly threw hidden blades from within his sleeves.
“!!!!”
“How can he be so fast!”
At the end of the flying blades’ trajectory were messenger pigeons.
If the blades flew like this, only one result would remain.
The death of the messenger pigeons!
To kill the messenger pigeons that had flown in carrying news with his own hands.
Surely he wasn’t planning to have them pick up what fell to the ground.
Even though they didn’t offer complete loyalty.
To try to give such humiliation.
They were about to get angry at this.
Teouk!
What was surprising happened next.
Puuuk. Puk. Puuk.
The blades swept through the messenger pigeons as if they were alive and moving.
A single blade pierced through several messenger pigeons.
Then, as if possessing will, it returned toward Ju Ma-ji-sal again.
Far from falling to the ground, it was still flying toward him as if alive.
Both the blade and the pierced messenger pigeons!
‘How can he perform such a feat…!’
They understood piercing the messenger pigeons, but to make the blade return while still pierced through them.
Wouldn’t this be impossible unless it were a spirit sword?
However, that man had clearly thrown the blade as naturally as breathing.
‘Is it a spirit sword?’
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