Chapter 370: Chapter 1258: Will Take Care Of It (Part 3)
"Sect, Sect Leader."
"..."
"What should we do?"
In the urgent voice of the young one, Kim Yang Baek couldn't provide an answer. He simply stared through the gap at the back of Chung Myung, who stood alone in front of the Spirit Unit.
'What's going on?'
No matter how much he thought about it, he couldn't understand. The one standing in front was none other than the Myriad Man Manor. Even if they were just a small unit, with that level of power, they could easily annihilate one or two minor sects in an instant.
Yet, here he was, exposing himself without a plan, and the enemy's main force was still not far away.
"Sect Leader!"
Once again, a desperate voice reached Kim Yang Baek, snapping him back to attention.
"W-What was the original plan?"
"If a signal comes from over there, we were supposed to rush to the coast and seize the boat."
Right. That was the original plan. However, the situation had raised a fundamental question.
"What exactly does that signal mean?"
"..."
"Do we need to go out now?"
No one could answer that question.
The signal to use in this situation was obvious from the start. If someone shouted and ran forward, others would join in and rush out together.
There was nothing to contemplate, nothing to think about.
However, what unfolded before them was far from what anyone expected. Who could have imagined that, against the formidable Myriad Man Manor, only one person would stroll out as if taking a leisurely walk?
"Well, for now..."
One of the elders hesitated and spoke with a troubled expression.
"Shouldn't we watch a little longer? The other Heavenly Comrade Alliance members haven't revealed themselves yet."
Kim Yang Baek didn't respond verbally; he simply continued to watch Chung Myung.
'Who on earth is this person...'
It was absurd and, at the same time, terrifying. It was fearful as one small action could potentially disrupt all the plans.
"But..."
"Hmm?"
"Why are they acting like that?"
At that remark, Kim Yang Baek squinted his eyes and observed the situation ahead.
'Come to think of it...'
Chung Myung of the Mount Hua Sect approached slowly, almost yawning. So, they must have seen Chung Myung approaching in the same leisurely manner.
The strange thing started right from this point.
The Myriad Man Manor consisted of bloodthirsty wolves hungry for blood. Among the Evil Sects, they were reputed to be the fiercest, brutal demons from the rough regions of Guangdong.
So, if it were the Myriad Man Manor Kim Yang Baek knew, they wouldn't just stand there watching someone with hostile intentions approaching them. Normally, they would have already rushed forward, tearing their enemy to shreds.
However...
'Why aren't they moving?'
Kim Yang Baek couldn't figure it out. No matter how much he widened his eyes and watched, he would never be able to understand.
What kind of existence was this young man to the Myriad Man Manor?
He had no idea what the name "Mount Hua's Chivalrous Sword" meant to them.
* * *
"...Mount Hua's Chivalrous Sword."
The face of Lone Ghost Sword (獨譬劍鬼) Beom Chung (范充), the leader of the Spirit Unit, hardened.
'Why is that man here...'
The Spirit Unit of the Myriad Man Manor.
Just the affiliation of Myriad Man Manor attached to the prestigious name of the Spirit Unit was enough to instill fear in the hearts of all under heaven. Commoners without power naturally feared them like grim reapers, and even unruly wanderers with some strength would quietly lower their tails in front of the name Myriad Man Manor.
Beom Chung, the leader of the Spirit Unit, could be confident. The name Spirit Unit was not there to inspire fear; it existed not to elicit fear. [idk]
However, at this moment, Beom Chung keenly felt that everything in the world was relative.
Who was Mount Hua's Chivalrous Sword?
The one who clashed head-on with Evil Tyrant Alliance Jang Ilso at the Black Dragon Mansion and achieved the mythical feat of breaking through the Su Lo Chae with force.
Before that, he defeated the Red Army [forgot the name lol] of the Myriad Man Manor, a unit of the same level as them, and turned the armed forces that invaded Mount Hua into a rare defeat for Myriad Man Manor.
And above all...
'The one who joined hands with Ryeonju and conquered Demonic Sect.'
The legendary strength he demonstrated at Hangzhou was still being talked about by those who witnessed that hellish battle.
The ones who headed to Hangzhou with Jang Ilso at that time were those who could throw themselves willingly into the flames of hell for loyalty to Jang Ilso. They trusted him to the point of worship.
There was someone who could make those fanatics draw the conclusion that he was not inferior in the slightest compared to Ryeonju. Such a person was standing before them right now.
Blood chilled, and the hair all over the body stood on end.
Although Beom Chung had never felt fear in front of an enemy, it was impossible for him to maintain the usual nonchalance in front of that black robe and the red plum blossom pattern.
To the members of the Evil Sects, that black robe was no different from the attire of an envoy of death.
Ironically, for Beom Chung, it was in this place that he keenly felt what powerless commoners experienced when they saw them.
'What should I do?'
Cold sweat moistened his palms.
The previously bustling and chaotic coast had fallen into dead silence. The only sound was the crashing waves.
Similarly, even the members of the Spirit Unit were holding their breaths. It meant that just like hungry wolves ready to pounce in front of the enemy, those who used to roar and fight like demons, were crouching and trembling like rabbit pups in front of a tiger.
However, Beom Chung didn't feel the urge to scold and reprimand them. As their leader, he couldn't hide his confusion at this situation, so who could he blame?
'A signal...'
Swallowing dry saliva, he was about to turn his head without realizing it. And he bit his lips until they bled.
'What am I doing right now?'
There was only one enemy at the moment.
Of course, he didn't know how many were hiding behind, but in any case, the one who revealed himself in front of them was Mount Hua's Chivalrous Sword.
But why in the world was he looking for a signal to inform the main force? Did that mean that the leader of the Spirit Unit of Myriad Man Manor couldn't handle a single person and needed rescue?
This was an unbearable shame for Beom Chung, who was notorious in Guangdong, and as the leader of the Spirit Unit, proudly appointed by Jang Ilso.
"Should I say I'm glad? I've been having a hard time explaining everything to those little brats."
"...Why are you here?"
Chung Myung shrugged his shoulders.
"Well, do I need a reason not to come to where Evil Sect bastards are loitering?"
"..."
"Anyway, that's not important right now."
Chung Myung glanced behind.
At that moment, Beom Chung's body involuntarily shuddered.
Was the enemy standing right in front of him turning his head? This was an insufferable disregard that couldn't be expressed even with the word 'cruelty'. But Beom Chung, who was clenching his sword handle with all his might as if he couldn't bear his anger, just couldn't bring himself to pull out his sword. He just grabbed it tightly.
"Hmm."
Soon, a low sigh escaped from Chung Myung's mouth as he turned his head again.
"We shouldn't be too far apart."
While Chung Myung was mumbling, Beom Chung saw it.
Chung Myung's chilling eyes sent a shiver down his spine.
Maybe it was because of that gaze. No, perhaps it was because the white teeth that showed through the twisted lips of Chung Myung were so eerie for a moment.
Whatever the reason, Beom Chung unconsciously took a step back. And that brought about a result completely different from his intention.
The Spirit Unit's combat signal was always the same. Him taking a step back meant a signal to attack the enemy. Anytime, anywhere.
The reason why this action could be a signal was too simple. The Spirit Unit never retreated in front of the enemy. Especially, a situation where the leader, Beom Chung, was to retreat due to the pressure from the enemy, was unimaginable in the Spirit Unit's Gwidae's mind.
As soon as one of them saw the leader retreat, he naturally rushed towards Chung Myung. It was the result of the intensive training piled up to the extreme. Regardless of the situation, his body moved first.
"Ah..."
Only now did Beom Chung realize what he had done. But it was already too late to catch the person who was rushing forward at full power.
"Dieeeee!"
With a tearing spirit, the blade that had been raised toward the blue sky of Southern Island was brought down more powerfully.
And at that moment.
Paaat!
Faster than lightning, a gleaming sword slashed through the wrist that held the blade.
Shuuk.
"Kuk…"
A terrible sound and a pitiful groan echoed. The sword recovered faster than when it was extended and struck again. And it accurately cut the last remaining wrist.
Shuuk!
The blade slipped out of the limp grip. However, before the blade could fly into the air, the successive sword energies that came out one after another began to cut the body of the person who had rushed forward.
Shuuk! Shuuk! Shuuk! Shuuk!
"Ku... Kuaaaaaaaa!"
A terrible scream shattered the silence that had fallen on the coast like a dead mouse.
"Aaaaaaah!"
The sword, cutting through muscles and twisting the body, continued to strike. All the man could do in the face of the indescribable pain was scream.
In an instant, the man whose muscles were cut off collapsed to the ground. Perhaps because of the pain, or because what happened to him was unbelievable, his whole body was shaking like an aspen tree.
Tap.
And at that moment, Chung Myung's Dark Fragrance Plum Blossom Sword touched the neck of the kneeling man.
Looking down at the man with eyes that were endlessly cold, Chung Myung smiled as if mocking, then said casually.
"...Not enough."
Shuuk!
Paaat!
A hot fountain of blood spurted from the neck of the man who had just been cut. The white sandy beach was stained with red blood.
Thud.
The man's body collapsed as if he had lost all strength.
Looking at the body with indifferent eyes, Chung Myung slowly shifted his gaze. Towards the Spirit Unit, who were staring at him as if mesmerized.
"...I didn't hear much."
Chung Myung, baring his teeth, said sarcastically. The energy emanating from him engulfed the Spirit Unit like the North Wind.
"Scream louder. Then maybe you'll survive, you know?"
In an instant, a chilling light flashed in Chung Myung's eyes. Suddenly, he lunged towards the Spirit Unit at a terrifying speed. In the blink of an eye, he pierced through the front line of the Spirit Unit.
Chung Myung's Black Fragrance Plum Blossom Sword drew a dazzling arc in the center, like a sun rising in the sky.
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