Episode 1582. Then who are you? (2)
Something is strange.
It was at that moment that the legal community noticed.
I could see Paengga and Gong moving one step ahead of Shaolin.
The face of the legal world hardened.
‘Isn’t this different?’
This is the battlefield they chose. We had already reached an agreement on how to fight against the SPA Alliance before we even got here.
When Shaolin takes the lead and clears the way, Gong and Paengga support the left and right sides. Break through to the center of the enemy using the naturally created wedge formation.
An extremely simple but sure strategy that can be attempted because you believe in the power of the sect called Shaolin.
But now it was clearly visible in the eyes of the legal world.
According to the strategy, the two factions that were supposed to support Shaolin and block attacks coming from the flanks and rear are actually moving ahead of Shaolin.
Thanks to this, the current shape has become more like a trident rather than the wedge shape I had initially aimed for.
“Matriarch! A long writer!”
Beopgye, embarrassed, shouted at them.
But it was no use.
Is it possible to convey the message and properly reconfigure the camp in this urgent battlefield? There is no way to control a huge fire once it starts burning.
“Oh my…”
The legal world’s eyes wavered. I was trying to feign calm as much as possible, but inside I was extremely embarrassed.
‘why!’
Could it be that he lost control in that short period of time? Or is it that they too have become intoxicated by this madness?
Even those who are the head of a family and the head of a sect?
It is said that the leader Shaolin must desperately control his speed and pace as if he were walking on a tightrope, but doesn’t the follower just have to match Shaolin’s speed? It’s not difficult.
But why are they there? why!
“Don’t stop, Dharma!”
At that moment, a voice like thunder sounded in my ears. When I turned around, I saw the two deeply sunken eyes of the court.
“Bah, Bangjang!”
“Go ahead! “Nothing will change!”
Beopgye bit her lower lip.
Go ahead. If that is the court’s order, all the legal community has to do is follow it.
“Oooooh!”
The legal world let out a roaring roar.
There is no difference. Yeah, nothing changes. The court clearly said so.
But the legal world knew deep down. That ‘nothing needs to change’ has more than just one meaning.
The face of the legal world hardens fiercely.
not different.
It is also true that the one who cut off Jang Il-so’s head was none other than Shaolin. The faction that ends this war is also Shaolin.
Therefore, Shaolin will be the place where brilliant glory will be achieved at the end of this war and the order of the rivers will be established again under the name of Buddhism!
Nothing will change. No, I won’t let it change.
Oooooh!
The Thousand Buddha Hands, which are like a symbol of the dharma world, are unfolded in polarity.
Even the sunset disappeared and the sky, which was quickly turning dark, was covered with the shape of a golden hand.
“Haaaaaap!”
Those numerous movements swept away all the troublesome things that blocked the way to the Dharma world.
The hand of Buddha that has laid down mercy is more fearful than anything else. Enemies caught up in the tension fell, blood spurting out of all pores.
No one can help but lose their senses here. It was boiling with that much heat.
However, the eyes of the court that encouraged this situation were extremely heavy and cold. His gaze was directed at Jong-ri-hyeong and Pang-yeop, who were struggling to cut down the enemy in front of them.
‘You are foolish.’
Anger briefly flashed in the eyes of the court.
It was clearly visible to the court what those two were controlled by.
A trivial sense of resonance, and a trivial sense of inferiority. Was this war small enough to be swayed by something like that?
“Ah-mi-ta-bull!”
The court shouted angrily and glared coldly at Jang Il-so.
Nothing changes. The situation is not so precarious that it can be shaken by minor variables.
The noose that the court throws with patience and patience will bind the beast called the defeated army and finally cut off its head.
“Shaolin, follow me!”
The court broke its silence and began to move in earnest.
“Amitabha Buddha!”
“Follow the room leader!”
The disciples of Shaolin follow the court with great courage.
A golden army, like the spear of a heavenly god, flew in, targeting only one person’s neck.
No, there is not one window.
The three spears, Shaolin, Gong, and Paengga, pierce the beast called Sapaeryeon without mercy. The cries of the bleeding beast in pain were shaking this desolate land.
“Don’t lose! first! We must go further! more!”
Jong Li-hyeong, the co-chieftain, wrote the evil.
Sorim seems to have noticed something and is speeding up. If this continues, Gong-Gong will have no choice but to fall behind, and they must reach Jang Il-So first before Shaolin regains his power.
“Faster…”
“Aaaahhh!”
At that moment, a tearing scream pierced my ears. It’s a completely different sound than anything I’ve heard before.
When I instinctively turned my head, I saw one of my disciples wearing a common military uniform falling down, sprinkling blood.
“Guanming!”
Jong-li-hyung cried out his disciple’s name without realizing it.
It was an inevitable, predetermined result.
Those who just move forward are unable to take care of the side or look back. Looking everywhere and trying to get everything is excessive.
If you don’t want to bleed, you have to stop. You must give up what you are trying to gain and protect your disciples.
“Aaaahhh!”
Jong-li-hyeong’s face instantly turned white as he heard another desperate scream. It was a sign of agony.
Move forward, or protect.
It was the grief of someone who tried to hold on to two things that could not coexist.
Should we really stop? Here?
The worries didn’t last long. No, it couldn’t be long.
Because I saw it.
Pangyeop, the matriarch of the Hebeuk Paeng family, only moves forward, abandoning Gasol, who falls down in blood.
Jong-ri-hyeong’s two eyes are bloodshot. He has already lost his disciple. But if he stops now, won’t he just be wasting the life of his dying disciple?
“Jang Moon-in! “Go back!”
“Go forward!”
Zhongli-hyung shouted without listening any further. It was a voice so full of evil that it did not suit his usual voice.
“Furthermore! The moment you stop, it’s all over! Go ahead!”
An arrow fired cannot be stopped or returned. I just accelerate again and again, hoping to reach the target.
It may have been a small greed at first, but not now. The greed that spread like hell has now begun to burn not only Jong Li-hyung but also the community.
Bath fire.
Those who were blinded by the light called Gwangyeong did not know. That a fire harsher than the light they are looking at is burning them.
A faint tension flashed across Hu Jiaming’s face as he stared ahead.
The momentum they created was like a storm, enough to make even the nickname nervous. The pressure is so great that it feels like your heart is being crushed.
‘Was it like this?’
Maybe I was conceited. It may be that they have become complacent in believing that the victory they have easily achieved so far will be repeated in the future.
Even Hu Jiaming, who has always been thoroughly wary of his own overconfidence.
But when he faced it like this, the power of Gu File Il Bang was beyond what he imagined. So much so that he was afraid to confront him.
The army of Maninbang, which he created with his all, and the Maninbando that he created one by one with his hands, melted like snow in the spring sunlight.
Three blazing spears rush towards this place.
‘Ryeonju!’
Naturally, Hu Jiaming was concerned about Jang Ilso’s feelings. Would I feel calm on the inside just because I was standing there so quietly?
It was at that time that Ho Ga-myeong was about to say something to Jang Il-so.
“Ha… Haha…”
A faint laugh flowed from Jang Il-so. An awkward laugh, as if it had been created somehow out of necessity.
“Ryeonju…”
“Haha…ha. Hahahahaha! Ahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!”
Soon, Jang Il-so opened his mouth wide and let out a huge roar. Ho Ga-myeong just looked at his lord with his eyes wide open.
Jang Il-so’s usual laugh was so funny that it sent a chill down your spine, but the current Gwang-so was nothing compared to that.
Jang Il-so… was literally laughing as if he had gone crazy.
“Yeon⋯⋯.”
Suddenly.
At that moment, Jang Il-so stretched out his large hand and grabbed the back of Hu Ji-myeong’s head. And with an irresistible force, I pulled Hu Jiaming to my side.
Fixing Hu Jiaming’s gaze towards the battlefield, Jang Ilso whispered in his ear.
“Do you see it?”
“Ryo, Lord Ryeon?”
“Voignan!”
Hu Jiaming, who became a little pale, tried to look back at Jang Ilso, but Jang Ilso’s fingers that were clutching his head did not allow Hu Jiaming to move.
“Hahahahaha! Look, pseudonym! There it is! “Right there!”
Madness swirled in Jang Il-so’s eyes.
“Even those middle-aged guys! Even those from prestigious families who boasted as if they were kings! Even the Taoist people who pretended to have no regrets about the secular world are all rolling around in the mud! “You threw away all your great physical strength!”
Hu Jiaming looked again at the scene unfolding in front of him. It was like that.
Even monkfish. This was literally monkfish.
A person who preaches Buddhism tramples and crushes people, a person who discusses morality rips out people’s hearts with a sword, and a person who values desirelessness swings a sword with eyes filled with desire.
What is in their eyes is neither nobility nor a sense of justice.
“Do you even see the evil of that base desire in your own eyes, alias! Hahahaha! Ahahahahahahahahaha!”
Jang Il-so laughed like a crazy person. As if this sight was so enjoyable that he couldn’t bear it.
Even the family name that had followed Jang Il-so for such a long time felt distant from Jang Il-so at this moment. I was just tired of this feeling that couldn’t even be expressed with the word madness.
“This is what a person is! This is the beast called man! “If you take off one layer and throw something tasty in front of them, they will not be able to overcome their natural instincts and will rush at you like a dog in heat!”
“Rye, Lord Ryeon!”
“What I’m saying is, don’t turn your head and look clearly!”
Jang Il-so’s grip tightened Hu Ga-myeong to the point that it was painful.
At that moment, I saw the household name.
In the thick darkness, the eyes of those who cannot overcome their desires shine like distant stars in the sky.
It was an incredibly wonderful, yet also extremely disgusting sight.
Anglers that rush to rip off Jang Il-so’s flesh.
The world that Hu Ga-myeong knew is shaken. The other side of the world shown by the people who threw off their masks was more blatant and more terrible than he knew.
Is this the world Jang Il-so saw?
“Isn’t it beautiful?”
“Ryeonju…”
Hu Jiaming, finally free to look away, turned his head.
On Jang Il-so’s face, half submerged in the darkness, the curved red lips were as clear as a line. Those lips are like the moon, and Jangilso itself is like the sky.
“here!”
At that moment, a voice filled with tremendous power burst out of Jang Il-so’s mouth.
As he gained tremendous momentum, the red long cloth flapped like crazy as if it had been hit by a typhoon.
“I’m right here, me!”
Jang Il-so took a step forward. Instead of retreating towards the hungry ghosts that were running with all their might, they went forward again.
“Ah ah ah ah ah!”
Those who saw the scene screamed and screamed. They mixed together and created a terrible noise that did not exist in royalties.
My eyes are sparkling with bright blue bathing shoes, and I crave Jang Il-so. It’s like a lump made of desires.
“Hahaha! Ahahahahahahaha! Ahahahahahahahaha!”
Jang Il-so tilted his head and laughed heartily. She laughed so hard that a tear formed in her eye.
It is almost dark now. Jang Il-so, who was gently looking at the scene, took a long breath and spoke slowly, with a different tone than before.
“okay. “It’s so ugly.”
It’s just a monologue, and no one can hear it.
But it was clearly a message to someone.
“This much…”
Soon, a searing blue flame bloomed in both of Jang Il-so’s hands.
Jang Il-so, wearing the blue flame that symbolizes him, lowered his gaze and looked at the charging ghosts.
“And I am also a human being no different.”
His eyes were as cold as his flames. At the same time, the bright blue flames in both hands swelled violently.
The red long gun and blue flame steel form a strange harmony that cannot be seen anywhere else in the world.
“So let’s struggle together. “Right here.”
Jang Il-so, who shed a sneer, flapped his long gun and ran towards those who were running towards him.
“Ryunjuniiiiim!”
Hu Jiamyeong screamed at that unexpected action.
However, that scream was drowned out by Jang Il-so’s roar that erupted at the same time.
The sunset that was coloring the western sky was finally completely swallowed up by darkness, and only the moon that appeared above it taunted.
