Episode 731Invisible Eyes (6)
Gokyeong of the Light Spirit Demon Army.
He is a member of the three armies of the Thirteen Emperors of Seongcheon, and his military power is evaluated to be one level below that of the Immortal Emperor.
But that is only an external evaluation. No one can know the winner until they actually compete. It may be stronger or weaker than public opinion. Thatâs usually what Moorimâs reputation is like.
However, considering the time when Mugeuk was opened and its strength was recognized, it is impossible for anyone among Seongcheon to be lower than Yeonhojeong.
âI donât know.â
I never imagined that I would meet the Light Spirit Demon Army here and now.
But now was not the time to think about this or that.
Flash!
The five masked people who were swept away by the cross-shaped sword light of the sword were torn apart.
Gok-gyeongâs eyes sparkled.
Of course I knew that my opponent was a master of martial arts.
The question was, what kind of position does a strong person occupy in martial arts? At first glance, he didnât seem to be a strong man whose name was on the Seongcheon, but if so, there was a high probability that he was a brat.
But no.
Just by seeing this single move, I was able to understand that the opponentâs strength was not normal.
âYou idiots! âWho told you to attack directly?â
Wow!
As soon as he finished speaking, the surviving masked people fell to the rear.
Yeon Ho-jeongâs eyes lit up.
âfast?â
Regardless of skill level, the Masked Peopleâs divine law was enormous.
Surprisingly, the level was among the highest among transcendent experts. Even compared to Moyonggunâs speed, there was no significant difference.
It was no exaggeration to say that at that speed, he could almost rival a martial arts master.
âWhat on earth are these guys?â
Slurp.
The masked people took out a piece of metal a little larger than the palm of their hand. S~ea懫h the N̫velFire(.)net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.
It had a strange appearance. It looked like a smaller version of the matchlock gun, which was created about 300 years ago but was in decline.
The masked people pointed their guns at Yeonhojeong.
At that moment, Yeon Ho-jeong felt the hair on his entire body stand up.
ping! Pabababak!
Before we knew it, five or six holes had opened in the place where Yeonhojeong had disappeared.
Small bullets fired with an extremely quiet sound pierced the ground.
There was a look of surprise on Yeon Ho-jeongâs face as he flew high into the sky.
âthis!â
Inherently, all weapons using gunpowder made a loud sound. This could be seen just by looking at the Tang Dynastyâs golden dragon tablets.
But their memorization was not like that.
Although it made a sound, it was so small that it could not be considered a gunpowder weapon.
hook!
âWhere are you looking?â
Before we knew it, Gok-gyeong flew into the air where Yeon Ho-jeong had jumped and swung his fist vigorously.
Yeon Ho-jeong threw a slap at him. The timing and distance were unclear to swing the sword.
Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!
With a loud noise, the two bodies flew in opposite directions.
Cheeeeeeeek!
Gray smoke rose from Yeon Ho-jeongâs left hand as he stepped on the tree and landed on the ground.
Yeon Ho-jeongâs face crumpled.
âItâs so fucking underground.â
The intense energy of the main weapon evaporated all infiltrating morale.
I felt as if my entire hand was freezing under the hot energy. If there is such a thing as orthodoxy in both eumha and eumhan Jingi Sakong, it can be said to be orthodoxy among orthodoxy.
Meanwhile, Gok-gyeong was also surprised.
âLook at this guy?â
Whoa!
A strange blue and dark energy gathers in the hand and relieves the energy that is trying to penetrate the body.
And the speed was slightly faster than Yeonhojeong.
Crunchy.
Gok-gyeongâs expression changed as he clenched his fist.
âYou reacted right there? âIt couldnât have been easy, right?â
âWhy are there people here who are as good as a group of light spirit demons?â
Gok-gyeong did not pay attention to what Yeon Ho-jeong said.
âConsidering his level, it doesnât make sense⦠Oh, heâs a fighter whoâs skilled in life-or-death situations. Thatâs why we were able to stop it.â
It wasnât such a simple problem, but it seemed like it didnât matter to Gok-gyeong.
Gok-gyeong frowned.
âI ask again. What are you? âIâve never heard of someone like you in Tanggeum Murim.â
ââ¦.â
âDoes not answering mean that you want to hide it? Or is it because of useless stubbornness?â
Yeon Ho-jeong, who was quietly looking at Gok-gyeong, relaxed his posture.
My posture has relaxed, but my senses are becoming more sensitive as time goes by.
Gok-gyeong was able to figure it out at a glance. So I was even more concerned.
âBeing able to sharpen your senses like that means youâre really used to fighting. Even a guy who is quite crazy about fighting is like thatâ¦â
At that time, Yeon Ho-jeong opened his mouth.
âBefore you argue about this or that, just ask one question.â
âThe young guy has a rude way of speaking. âWhy donât you change your way of speaking before you argue?â
âAre the people you killed civilians?â
A look of displeasure appeared on Gok-gyeongâs face.
âI donât know why Iâm curious about that, but I looked at the wrong person. âI am a person who only kills those who are guilty.â
The tone of speech was rough, but it was so sincere that anyone who heard it could tell.
Yeon Ho-jeongâs eyes, which had been so intense, softened a little.
Crunchy.
Gok-gyeong gently turned his shoulders.
âIâm relieved. âI heard that no civilians were killed.â
ââ¦.â
âThey talk about cooperation and justice, but I donât think they are from the Baekdo political faction that is only serving their own interests.â
Yeon Ho-jeong smiled bitterly without realizing it.
Gok-gyeong is a renowned expert in Sapa. They said that although the perception of political factions may not be good, it seems that they are not white just because they are worried about civilians.
This may be because of his origins in Gok-gyeong, but it also means that such ruthless white people actually exist.
âAnywayâ¦â
âThatâs it.â
Gok-gyeong spoke honestly.
âIf it werenât for nothing, I would crush that stupid snout, but if youâre a brat like me, Iâll have to use a lot of force. âIt hurts me too when I put in a lot of effort in front of a big problem and get stabbed in the back.â
ââ¦.â
âBut it doesnât make sense to be held here just because of you.â
Crackle!
A bloody sound rang out from Gok-gyeongâs two fists.
Tsutsutsutsu.
A fraud that burns slowly like fog but brilliantly like a flame.
It seems to be emitting blue flames that emit gray smoke. The masked people standing around Gokgyeong bowed their heads and stepped back.
âalso.â
Yeon Ho-jeongâs hands, which were holding the woldo, were sweating.
âstrong. Itâs really strong.â
It is different from King Danghyeong or Emperor Haeungyo and King Yangcheon.
Iâve seen enough of their power, but Iâve never fought an opponent who was determined to kill me.
Gokgyeong was different.
This man showed his true will to live and seemed ready to face the end, no matter what. Moreover, this manâs power was more than just a masterpiece.
If a fight broke out, it was clear that Yeonhojeong would also suffer fatal damage, regardless of whether he won or lost.
âI will ask you for the last time.â
ââ¦.â
âPlease state your affiliation and name.â
Yeon Ho-jeongâs eyes deepened.
âWhat should I do?â
Gok-gyeong was sincere.
He is a master of Seongcheon whom he encountered in an unexpected place and at an unexpected time. Before the surprise could subside, a fight broke out, and through a conversation that lasted only a few words, I learned part of the other personâs personality.
Gokgyeong was a simple person. The smell of blood flows from all over the body, but unexpectedly, it does not fight without reason. It was a hunch.
However, this statement is important because it is simple.
If you continue to keep your mouth shut, it will truly be a matter of life and death, and if you reveal your identity honestlyâ¦
âHuh?â
At that time, Gok-gyeongâs eyes turned to Yeon Ho-jeongâs upper body.
âfor a moment. âThat light armor⦠where have you seen it before?â
For a moment, Yeonhojeong hesitated.
Gok-gyeongâs frowning eyes grew bigger and bigger.
âyouâ¦? âAre you the guy under that nobleman Yangcheon?!â
Isnât this another unexpected development?
Suddenly, Yeon Ho-jeong remembered the conversation with Yang Cheon.
âHe immediately started throwing his fists, saying he was going to fight, but it was so absurd that I almost got hit. But he didnât seem like he was crazy about fighting. I just didnât want to be judged as superior to myself.â
Yes.
Yang Cheon had met Gok Gyeong before. And we even exchanged fists.
The result was, of course, a landslide victory for Yangcheon, but the evaluation of Gokgyeong was significant.
âThere was a clear difference, but it was said to be so great that it could have been avoided if you missed it.â
Indeed, what Yang Cheon said was not wrong.
Gokgyeongâs power, which was felt right before his eyes, was truly incredible. It didnât seem like he would be pushed back much even if he faced off against a level of Shinseon Emperor level expert right away.
âSpeak! âYou, Yangcheonâs noblemanâ¦â
âThatâs right.â
Yeon Ho-jeong accepted it obediently.
âI belong to the Mukryong Club. âI canât reveal any more than that.â
ââ¦The Inkryongbu.â
A look of confusion appeared on Gok-gyeongâs face.
âWhat is this all of a sudden? âWhen did the Mukryongbuju raise someone like you?â
âItâs hard to explain.â
ââ¦Well, I guess thatâs the way it is. âIt must be amazing to be a nobleman with hundreds of snakes growing in his stomach.â
I know more accurately than I thought, right?
âThen what did you come here for? âIs this an order from King Tu?â
âexactly.â
Thatâs not entirely wrong.
Gok-gyeong, who was glaring at Yeon Ho-jeong with a worried face, sighed deeply.
âDamn it. âI canât just kill a junior guy because heâs annoying⦠Anyway, I havenât liked that old guy for a long time.â
Are you a junior?
âWhy am I your junior?â
Gok-gyeong snorted.
âLook at how stiff everything is. âI donât think anyone would call him a black-faced bastard, so itâs a cheap art.â
Misunderstandings pile up in an instant.
âdone. If I were under that old manâs command, I wouldnât be able to touch him easily. âI will let you go gently, so forget everything you saw today.â
ââ¦.â
âInstead, answer this one thing clearly. âNo matter how junior you are, if you are an enemy of us, we canât just let you go.â
Gok-gyeong asked seriously.
âDid you come because of King Bi?â
Yeon Ho-jeong answered honestly.
âexactly.â
âAs expected. âWhat are you going to do with King Bi?â
Once a lie was caught in the water, it flowed out naturally.
Of course, it was just one lie breathing amidst the nine truths.
âThere were no precise instructions given. However, since King Bi has suddenly appeared in this situation, he told me to find out for what purpose he came into the world.â
ââ¦Hmm.â
Gokkyung stroked his chin.
âThatâs it?â
âIf it is determined that he is an enemy.â
Ugh.
Murderousness spread from Yeon Ho-jeongâs eyes.
His life was so ruthless that even the worldâs most beautiful world flinched for a moment.
âYou said it was okay to remove it from the scene.â
âOh my?â
Gok-gyeong smiled cruelly.
âHow do you determine if someone is an enemy?â
At that moment, Yeonhojeong knew.
That right here and now is the time to win.
As Yeon Ho-jeong was quietly looking at Gok-gyeong, plausible words flowed out of his mouth.
âAny entity that can be placed in the shadow of the Ink Dragon Club is not an enemy. But if he doesnât come in, he has no choice but to become an enemy.â
Gok-gyeongâs smile became a little more sinister.
âThen I guess Iâm an enemy too? âI have no intention of joining the Mukryong Club.â
âI was ordered to check on King Bi. âThere were no light spirit demons anywhere in that order.â
âSee this guy? So what if you were ordered to scoop me up? âIf that were the case, would you kill me too?â
âIf such an order is given.â
ââ¦.â
Gok-gyeongâs smile became increasingly fierce.
Yeon Ho-jeong looked at Gok-gyeong with calm eyes.
After a while.
hook!
The incredible morale that had been blooming in Gok-gyeongâs body disappeared in an instant.
âThat old man, I always picked up a decent one.â
Gok-gyeong turned around.
âFollow me, junior. âWe are in a position to catch the King of Rain anyway, so itâs up to you whether you react or not.â
âIs that okay?â
âYou donât know where it is, do you?â
âThatâs true.â
Gok-gyeong snorted.
âItâs not a bad idea to owe that old man a debt. So, follow me and take a look. Thanks to you, I can borrow some of your skills.â
âWhat if our goals are different when we actually meet?â
âIt couldnât be any different, right?â
A look of murder appeared on Gok-gyeongâs face.
âIf you are King Tu, you will definitely want to kill King Bi.â
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