Moon-Shadow Sword Emperor

Episode 384:

This was my first time actually encountering the Hundred-Faced Death God.

What kind of martial arts did he learn?

What type of fight do you prefer?

I didn’t know anything.

However, because of the stories I had picked up, I knew two things for sure.

He is the most powerful among the eight great demons.

And he is proficient in not only the recommended methods but also all kinds of weapon techniques.

‘Can I face the White Faced Reaper now?’

To be honest, I couldn’t estimate it well.

He unexpectedly gained enlightenment in the Seven Prisons and grew to a higher level as a martial artist.

However, that did not mean that his skills increased dramatically.

‘I have no choice but to hit it first.’

There was no time to hesitate.

If we delay, the damage to our allies will increase.

I kicked off the ground, rushed forward, and unleashed a full swing of the Wolyeonggeom.

The tenth herbivorous Baekwol (白月).

The exploding sword light obscured the opponent’s vision.

He immediately dug into the side and raised his sword diagonally to cut.

The second herbivorous month (殘月).

A sword strike that momentarily erased any trace of its presence.

Without even turning his head, the white-faced god of death lightly stretched out his hand and pushed away the blade.

“…!”

It was amazing.

To be able to accurately read the trajectory of a secretly flying sword using just your senses.

Sigh!

A sharply forged blade grazed the tip of my nose.

I tilted my head to avoid the attack and inwardly clicked my tongue.

Metal sparkling in the sunlight.

Before I knew it, the white-faced reaper was holding a small memorization book in his hand.

It seemed like he had a weapon hidden inside his sleeve.

Perfect!

A sphere of brain energy formed in the air in front of the White-Faced Shinigami’s eyes.

He reacted with shock and immediately kicked the ground and leaped.

Kwaaaaang!

There was a tremendous explosion.

The hem of the clothes fluttering as if caught in a storm.

I kicked off the sphere of brain energy and jumped up, immediately closing the distance between me and my opponent.

The 21st herbivorous month (敗月).

Dozens of strands of sword energy poured forward and attacked the White-Faced Reaper.

Although it may have been embarrassing, the White-Faced Reaper calmly responded to the attack.

‘what?’

A light hand gesture as if chasing away a fly.

With just that, the wave of sword energy split in half.

It wasn’t pushed away with stronger force.

Just as iron dust is attracted to a magnet, the trajectory of herbivory naturally changed.

It was a strange sight.

If someone who didn’t know them saw it, they might mistake Paewol for an intimidating herbivore.

‘What kind of trick did they pull?’

Peeing!

A memorization once again emerged from the White Face Reaper’s sleeve.

A dagger barely passes by the nape of the neck.

Instead of being intimidated, I actually got closer to the other person.

The moment when the tightly clenched left fist touches the opponent’s palm.

I felt like time had stopped.

Through our joined hands, I could feel the thread of will that was connected to the White Faced Reaper.

‘this!’

He quickly unfolded his self-defense gear and covered it with a membrane of brain energy to protect his body.

The next moment, a dagger came up through the air like a salmon and tapped my back.

Quad deuk!

Although I barely escaped being hit by a wind hole, I couldn’t help but feel that the new model shook greatly from the impact.

Before he could return to his stance, he was kicked in the stomach by the White Face Shinigami and he fell to the ground.

Coo!

“Dragon King Daehyeop!”

“Are you okay?”

The Taoist monks who had been watching with bated breath let out cries of astonishment.

I woke up with a groan, looked down at my feet, and clicked my tongue.

It was hit so hard that the ground was deeply dug out.

Fortunately, there were no major injuries.

Because I protected the impact point with my hand in time, I only suffered a slight bruise.

‘indeed.’

I was able to feel it after experiencing it with my own body.

The reputation of being the best among the eight great demons is not in vain.

The dagger I thought I had dodged came flying back in the blink of an eye.

It wasn’t swordsmanship.

If that were the case, there’s no way I wouldn’t have noticed it right before.

‘I connected the thin threads of intention and manipulated them like a chain.’

The White-faced Reaper was also like me.

He also sublimated form into his own unique weapon.

‘That’s fun.’

I smiled fiercely and adjusted my sword.

Through a short engagement, we gained some understanding of the opponent.

Until now, I had suffered one-sided losses in the battle, but from now on it would be different.

‘Anyway, the purpose of the Hundred-Faced Reaper is to kill time. ‘You probably don’t want to push yourself to the end.’

It was a golden opportunity to learn from someone who pioneered the path before me.

Although it was a life-threatening class, considering the circumstances, the risk was relatively low.

‘The opponent is a high-level expert. There is no shortage of things to use as a stepping stone for growth.’

I knew it intuitively.

That this fight would be a catalyst to accelerate my growth.

“…….”

The white-faced Shinigami stands in the air and looks down at us with a vague gaze.

I formed five thunder spheres around him and forced him to move.

Kwa-kwa-kwa-kwak!

A deafening explosion of sound echoed throughout the area.

* * *

The leader of the ranks.

The Sword King, who passed the members of the Changgung Sword Team and stepped forward, narrowed his eyes and said.

“You showed up again without getting tired.”

The large man standing across from me responded by deliberately punching the air.

Quang!

A heavy collision sound rang out.

As soon as the Sword King and the Bungcheon Demon Emperor clashed, the demonic cultists attacked the interceptor all at once.

Kang! Let’s go!

A fierce fight broke out.

The weapons collided with each other and sparks flew.

Drops of blood splattered and screams echoed.

Each and every one of the demonic cultists had outstanding skills, but the soldiers of the interception team were no less capable.

In particular, the inaction of the Changgung Sword Unit stood out.

They performed brilliantly, as if showing off that they were selected elites.

The Sword King, who was exchanging words with the Bungcheon Demon Emperor, drew a smile on his lips as if provoking him.

“It will be different from the time when we one-sidedly harassed the disciples of the fleeing Shaman faction. This time, I came fully prepared to fight.”

“…….”

“I don’t know how much fun you’re trying to have by operating a separate unit, but you won’t get satisfactory results. “I assure you.”

“You talk a lot. Were you always this talkative?”

“Then you noticeably became silent.”

Emperor Bungcheon cursed inwardly.

It was just as the Sword King said.

The conditions were different from when we faced each other before.

Rather than hit and run and cause massive damage, it was a situation where they attacked first in order to somehow slow down the advance.

Naturally, the damage to the Demonic Church was bound to be great.

‘It’s not just the overall aspect of the fight that is problematic.’

Just as the Sword King had not recovered from his injuries, the internal injuries he had received from the Dragon King had not yet healed.

Naturally, their skills became balanced.

As a result, unlike before, it was not possible to unilaterally gain an advantage in a one-on-one fight.

Crump!

The sound of bones colliding rang out.

An immense energy began to rush into my clenched fist.

‘What about that?’

In the eyes of the King of Swords, Lee Chae was young.

It was a technique I had seen before.

The secret herbivorous food that was shown when fighting Yeonsun.

His expression hardened and he let go of the sword in his hand.

‘I’ll join you.’

Absolutely! Quick!

A blue electric current splashed around the sword floating in the air.

The Heavenly Thunder Emperor God’s Technique, which is passed down only to the direct blood relatives of the Namgung family, is a martial art based on thunder energy like the White Thunder’s Divine Technique.

“…!”

The Bungcheon Demon Emperor twitched his eyebrows.

My composure was momentarily shaken by the sight of blue lightning surrounding the blade.

The humiliation of the previous day flashed in my mind for a moment and then disappeared.

‘Yeonsoun!’

He gritted his teeth with a loud noise and stretched out his fist in unison.

The moment the sword and fist met, a terrifying vortex of energy engulfed the surrounding warriors.

Ku-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa!

* * *

Three days have passed since the first attack.

The demonic cultists, including the Bungcheon Demon Emperor and the White-faced Reaper, persistently held on to the interceptor’s ankles.

The nerves of everyone in the group were on edge because they attacked at any time.

“Huh!”

“What is this!”

The design of the Hundred-Faced Reaper was not intended to strike the opponent directly.

The direction of enlightenment was completely different from that of an ordinary absolute master.

The five swords floating around him proved it.

The warriors of Zhuge Dynasty, whose swords were suddenly taken away, looked at him with disbelief.

‘It’s ridiculous.’

It is difficult for one person to control multiple swords.

Unless you have mastered the legendary Double Mind Gong.

However, the White-faced Reaper was easily accomplishing that ridiculous task.

‘I am using swordsmanship and righteousness at the same time.’

Not all swords were controlled with sword techniques.

The chain of the ceremonial body can be attached to the sword and used freely.

Unlike ordinary chains, it could not be thrown away or held on.

Because reality does not exist.

The Assassin Army also used a chain scythe as its main weapon, but it was incomparably difficult to deal with.

Kwakwakwak! bang!

The brain energy spheres created in the air exploded one after another.

I narrowed the distance to my opponent by blocking the incoming attacks in a somewhat ignorant way.

There was something I realized after confronting him several times.

‘The White-Faced Reaper has not yet recovered from the injuries suffered by the Sword King.’

Perhaps because he had a sword wound on his side, his movements were slightly unnatural.

Because it was hidden by overwhelming inaction, it was not easy to notice without looking closely.

‘It’s literally a prepared table.’

I aimed for that point persistently.

There is a clear weakness, so there is no reason not to dig into it.

Lots of cards!

A heavy energy wave spread around the sword and hand that touched each other.

Just before the repulsive force hit my body, I kicked up my right foot and struck the White Faced Reaper’s side.

Jump!

Of course, the White-Faced Reaper did not take it lightly.

He protected himself with self-defense weapons and threw away the dagger in his hand.

At the same time, swords connected to the chains of the ceremonial body attacked me from left and right.

“Big.”

The uniform was torn and shallow cuts appeared all over the upper body.

Because I was prepared in advance, I avoided fatal injuries, but I couldn’t help but have my eyes distorted from the pain.

Quad deuk!

The White-Faced Reaper and I, who were flying in opposite directions, corrected our postures and landed on the ground at the same time, as if we had made a promise.

The long footprints left behind gave us an idea of how deeply shocked both sides must have been.

‘Even if it was protected with self-defense equipment, the impact would not have been small. ‘Your complexion doesn’t change at all.’

It seemed like he didn’t want to show his weakness to the enemy.

It was a time when I clicked my tongue and readjusted my posture.

Beep!

The sound of the whistle echoed throughout the area.

The demonic cultists who responded to the retreat signal began to run away.

“…….”

The White-Faced Reaper, who was quietly glaring in my direction, soon disappeared like an illusion.

It took less than half a battle before the Demonic Cult’s detachment, which had completed the seventh attack, completely disappeared from sight.

* * *

“It doesn’t make any sense anymore.”

“What do you mean?”

“Let me back off from here.”

“The Cheonak Army ordered us to hold them back at all costs. Are you really planning on disobeying instructions?”

“Sometimes you have to give priority to the judgment of the general on the battlefield.”

Emperor Fengcheon narrowed his eyes and made eye contact with the man sitting across from him.

The identity of the man whose face is covered with a black mask is the White-Faced Reaper.

Just a little while ago, he was a man with a small physique, but now he was an old man with a strong physique.

His graying hair was neatly combed and tied back, and it looked like he was looking at a dead White Bone Demon Emperor.

‘No matter how many times I see it, I can’t get used to it.’

Let’s say that the increase in body size is due to reverting the skeleton that had been reduced through axial bone work.

I had no idea how the length and color of the hair had been changed.

It wasn’t for nothing that he was given the nickname ‘Hundred Faced Reaper’.

He could be anyone he wanted to be.

“Why do you say that?”

“There are two main things. Firstly, as I said a moment ago, it is meaningless. There is a limit to how much we can do to hold them back. “It is impossible to buy time until the ruins are conquered.”

Emperor Bungcheon nodded heavily.

What the White-Faced Reaper said was right.

Even if two absolute experts stepped forward, there was a limit to stopping such a large force with only a small number of people.

“Secondly, it was judged that it would be dangerous to allow the Dragon King to gain any more experience.”

“Dragon King?”

“It has grown rapidly in the past few days. At first, I had the upper hand, but I felt the gap gradually narrowing. From what I see, it seems like he sees me as a stepping stone for growth. Should I call this reckless or clever?”

“…!”