Chapter 735 - according to the will of the Creator
Isaela,Medina, even mobilized magic to see if she was really trying to put an end to it.
“Luurahu Benire (descent of evil spirits)!”
The goosebumps covered the sky above Baekriha.
Before long, black shadows full of malice appeared.
The shadows circled around Yeonjeokha and Shinsoo without rest.
Whoops! Whiik-!
“Ugh!”
“Purreuk-!”
Yeonjeokha and the jinsoo hit me.
It was because whenever a shadow approached, my whole body felt numb, as if I had swallowed poison.
I did not take lightly the overlapping shadows.
It was because his energy drained as if he had been cursed by Aktus Balajik.
Feeling relieved, he took out the Cheondun Sword in place of the destroyed Cheongsa.
Then Medina Issa Ella swung her black sword at the jeokha.
“Ooooh!”
“Uhhhhh!”
Shadows flocked to Yeonjeokha with a loud cry.
The black angel carrying Medina Isaela was mixed with the shadows and flew to the jeokha.
Reciprocating reflexively cut through the shadows.
The shadows cut by the Cheondun Sword dispersed like smoke.
However, Yeonjeokha's face was not good.
It was because hundreds or thousands of shadows were rushing towards him.
It seemed that his shoulder would not be left if he went through the Vedas one by one.
'What is it?'
The moment he hesitated, dozens of shadows clung to him, biting, biting, and scratching.
"shit!"
Although not fatally injured, it feels like I'm slowly sinking into a swamp.
As soon as they joined, they unleashed Gongjin Sword.
Ugh-.
For an instant, there was a vibrating sound in the air in front of the drop ship.
Before long, the atmosphere seemed to be shaking, and a powerful wave spread out.
coo-!
The shadows that filled the sky became smoke and scattered.
As soon as the vision became clearer, a whimper came out of the mouth of the Yeonjeokha.
"omg!"
At some point, Medina Issa Ella came right in front of her nose.
Her great sword, burning black, fell obliquely.
Fire-.
I blocked the black burning sword with the stacking Thunder Sword.
Kwajik-!
A dull sound erupted as the two swords met.
Subsequently, then shinsoo, unable to withstand the power of the black sword, was pushed aside.
Heuk Chun-eun persistently followed shinsoo.
I couldn't get out of the attack range of Medina and Isaela, who were naturally matched.
Medina Issaella was so swarmed by her rival that she lost her senses.
bang! bang! bang! bang! Quaang-!
He was in a hurry to block the sword of Medina Isaela, who was a rival.
The more they exchanged sword strikes, the darker the jeokha face became.
Part of it was against her strength, but more than that, it was because of the demonic energy transmitted from her opponent's sword.
Even though she didn't come into direct contact with Magi, her constant contact gave her a headache, and her stomach churned.
The demon invaded the inside several times, but fortunately, the nine heavens extinguished the demon each time.
Apart from the dangerous sword attack, he was tired of continuing the encroachment of demonic forces.
As a result, his concentration dropped without realizing it, and soon his loopholes were exposed.
Medina Isaela did not just let it go.
As her brother's shoulder was exposed, she thrust her sword in without hesitation.
Quaang-!
The rivalry reflexively blocked Medina Isaela's sword, but that only caused more anger.
The upper body, which lost its balance due to the powerful thrust, fell slightly backwards.
She exposed her torso defencelessly in front of her transcendental counterparts such as Medina and Isaela.
At that moment, Medina Isaela extended her left sword index finger and pointed at her torso under her rival.
“Sajita Maraka (Arrow of Magic)!”
Quaang!
At the same time as the rendition, an explosion sound was heard from the body of Yeonjeokha.
Before long, Yeonjeokha's body, which had been hit directly by a magical arrow, was thrown out of the wind.
“Keugh!”
With a heavy moan, Yeonjeokha's body crashed.
Heuk Cheonung followed the falling Yeonjeokha like a shadow.
However, his shinsoo was a little faster than that of Heukcheon-eung, who had the demon on his back.
Then shinsoo, which had turned into black clouds, came down like a beam of light and received a series of drops from the back.
Medina Issa Ella wrote her trance again toward the wind and the sky that was about to fly again.
“Luurahu Benire (descent of evil spirits)!”
Dark shadows of evil spirits attacked Yeonjeokha and the shinsoo.
Heukcheoneung flew like an arrow toward the Yeonjeokha and the painting style that were tightly bound by the shadows.
As Medina Isaela stretched her sword forward, her black flame lengthened.
Roaring-
The ultimate weapon made from the demon's magic has changed into a spear.
It happened in the blink of an eye that the evil spirit enveloped the falling kite, and Medina Isaella rushed.
Surrounded by the shadows of evil spirits, they gnashed their teeth.
'Keugh!'
But Medina Isaela relentlessly pursued her own life.
It must be because she too is caught up in the twisted desires of this damn world.
Suddenly, I thought, 'Maybe she's aiming for her own aura, not her heavenly gate.'
Then the madness she sees makes sense.
Rather than an astronomy that can't be used, they want the living spirit of the Creator.
'I was foolish.'
The words of Shimtong came to mind.
- Confucius! Don't think about mixing words with the devil, just hit and kill him. Only then can Confucius and his wife return to Jianghu. If Confucius is even injured in the middle of the day, we will all perish. Do you know?
He did not know that he knew even the foolish and greedy shimtong.
No, maybe I knew it, but I don't know if that's not all, so I tried to ignore it.
I was doing stupid things alone.
“Sir Baal!”
The spirits of the nine heavenly swords, which were dwelling in the gikyungpalmaek and shinmaek under Yeonjeokha, awoke all at once.
Jjoong-!
Centerer on Yeonjeokha, nine heavenly swords spread out in all directions like the flesh of a fan.
The shadow of the evil spirit was scattered by the transcendent power contained in the Nine Heaven Sword Spirit.
Ssssss-.
When the shadows of the evil spirits suddenly disappeared, Medina Isaela was startled.
Sword spirits that did not suit Yeonjeokha's inaction were taking over the sky.
Intuitively, she knew that those sword spirits had cut off Gwangmyeong Jincheon's wings.
I was curious about how Yeon Jeok-ha cut off Gwangmyeong-Jincheon's wings, but now I think I know.
The energy transmitted from the sword spirit was something he had never seen before.
Called the supreme god, she felt herself dwarfed.
Still, she didn't stop her rush.
Boom!
A sword spirit ricocheted off the demon god that extended like a spear.
Another sword spirit blocked her path.
Quaang-!
When the second sword spirit was deflected, the length of the demon god was reduced by half.
The third sword spirit blocked her path again.
Medina Issa Ella swung her sword, shrunken to the size of her longsword, with all her might.
Kwaaang-!
The sword spirit was pushed back, but Medina Isaela rather frowned.
Something is wrong.
Not only did the demon energy decrease, but the fiercely burning demonic energy was also not cool.
She is weakening herself like that, but her sword spirit just blocks it.
Medina Issaella stopped her rush.
Looking at Yeonjeokha beyond the Sword Spirit, her angry face was raised to the tip of her head.
When her eyes met Medina Issaella, Yeonjeokha asked.
“Was my aura what you wanted?”
“… … .”
Medina Isaela blinked her eyes.
It was hard to understand why he was suddenly mentioning aura.
But she didn't ask.
This is because what she wants now is her death, not conversation or persuasion.
“Didn't you tell me? It is death.”
"So you're saying you're going to kill me and take away my spirit! You say you hate creators? So they said they weren't interested in astronomy, so you're aiming for the aura of the creator god?”
Medina Issaella knew that her brother-in-law had misunderstood, but she did not bother to correct it.
"then?"
“You must die.”
Along with the words of Yeonjeokha, the spirit of the nine heavenly swords fell on Medina Isaela's head.
For an instant, Heukcheon-eung moved forward like lightning.
Medina Asaela went one step further.
She spurred the black sky on which she was riding and flew off and landed on jeokha.
The distance between Yeonjeokha and Medina Isaela was rapidly narrowing, and now it was really a situation where someone's head would fly off with just one gesture.
Medina Isaela was confident of her own victory.
It's true that her sword spirit is excellent, but it's because her own hands should be faster now.
The Demon God, engulfed in black energy, stabbed the younger enemy's neck.
Shuaak-.
But things didn't go her way.
Transcending space, a sack of the Nine Heaven Swordsman fell on top of her head.
Surprised, Medina Issa Ella hit the Nine Heaven Sword Spirit with her demon sword that she was stabbing.
Chaeyoung-!
Due to the cumulative shock, Medina Isaela's demon broke in half.
“I will give you one last chance. go back."
The eyes of Medina Issaella, who had been putting on her bewildered face, curled gently.
Even though she has the right and ability to kill, she offers forgiveness.
Worn and worn out in this world, she sincerely admired the spirit of the younger brother.
"It's amazing that there is a being like you in the underworld."
“So what is the answer?”
Yeonjeokha's wish was to end the war.
Although Medina Issaella did not want to kill her, although she acted against his expectations.
The appearance of Medina Isaela has changed.
For an instant, her body shrunk, and she returned to the form of a young Menua.
Her rivals believed that she had chosen her peace.
If it wasn't for that, she wouldn't dare to take on the appearance of Menua at this moment.
Menua smiled innocently and took a step closer to Yeonjeokha.
“You are what I longed for. now i can believe That my destiny depends on you.”
“Answer?”
he did not take her eyes off Menua.
She hadn't heard back from her yet, but luckily she didn't feel any jealousy from Menua.
Menua slowly lifted the that had been cut in half.
Judging by the fact that the blade is facing sideways, it is an attempt to hand the weapon to the opponent.
Yeonjeokha also held out his hand with that thought.
In an instant, the demon, which had been cut in half, spun around.
"don't do it."
Despite the pressure from Yeonjeokha, Menua rushed in with a half-cut machine.
It was when the tip of the machine, which had been cut in half, approached an inch (approximately 3 cm) in front of the lower neck.
Nemesis A huge red sword slew forward obliquely from behind his bottom.
Whoo-!
Pooh!
The tip of her sword pierced her menua's chest, pushing her all the way behind her.
“Cool!”
Red blood poured out of Menua's mouth, which had been pierced by the Nine Heaven Sword Spirit.
The demon sword in her small hand flew away like dust.
Yeonjeokha, who was watching her dying Menua, shouted with her devastated face.
“I told you not to! Why did you just go back! Did you think I would die at your hands like an idiot! I am not someone who would die for someone else!”
The corner of Menua's mouth went up slightly.
“Didn’t you tell me? what I wish for.”
“My soul? If you know you can't defeat the Nine Heaven Swordsman, you should give up! You are just like the rest of this world! Blinded by greed, like a moth to a fire... … .”
“… … All I wanted was my death.”
The face of the yeon jeokha, who was passionately criticizing Menua at the unexpected words, was distorted.
"What are you talking about? You mean you wanted to kill me?”
muttered Menoah on the threshold of her death, her unfocused eyes staring into her void.
“… … According to the will of the Creator.”
At the end of those words, Menua's small head snapped.
The moment her breath stopped, the red sword also disappeared as if it had done its job.
Chapter 735 - according to the will of the Creator
Isaela,Medina, even mobilized magic to see if she was really trying to put an end to it.
“Luurahu Benire (descent of evil spirits)!”
The goosebumps covered the sky above Baekriha.
Before long, black shadows full of malice appeared.
The shadows circled around Yeonjeokha and Shinsoo without rest.
Whoops! Whiik-!
“Ugh!”
“Purreuk-!”
Yeonjeokha and the jinsoo hit me.
It was because whenever a shadow approached, my whole body felt numb, as if I had swallowed poison.
I did not take lightly the overlapping shadows.
It was because his energy drained as if he had been cursed by Aktus Balajik.
Feeling relieved, he took out the Cheondun Sword in place of the destroyed Cheongsa.
Then Medina Issa Ella swung her black sword at the jeokha.
“Ooooh!”
“Uhhhhh!”
Shadows flocked to Yeonjeokha with a loud cry.
The black angel carrying Medina Isaela was mixed with the shadows and flew to the jeokha.
Reciprocating reflexively cut through the shadows.
The shadows cut by the Cheondun Sword dispersed like smoke.
However, Yeonjeokha's face was not good.
It was because hundreds or thousands of shadows were rushing towards him.
It seemed that his shoulder would not be left if he went through the Vedas one by one.
'What is it?'
The moment he hesitated, dozens of shadows clung to him, biting, biting, and scratching.
"shit!"
Although not fatally injured, it feels like I'm slowly sinking into a swamp.
As soon as they joined, they unleashed Gongjin Sword.
Ugh-.
For an instant, there was a vibrating sound in the air in front of the drop ship.
Before long, the atmosphere seemed to be shaking, and a powerful wave spread out.
coo-!
The shadows that filled the sky became smoke and scattered.
As soon as the vision became clearer, a whimper came out of the mouth of the Yeonjeokha.
"omg!"
At some point, Medina Issa Ella came right in front of her nose.
Her great sword, burning black, fell obliquely.
Fire-.
I blocked the black burning sword with the stacking Thunder Sword.
Kwajik-!
A dull sound erupted as the two swords met.
Subsequently, then shinsoo, unable to withstand the power of the black sword, was pushed aside.
Heuk Chun-eun persistently followed shinsoo.
I couldn't get out of the attack range of Medina and Isaela, who were naturally matched.
Medina Issaella was so swarmed by her rival that she lost her senses.
bang! bang! bang! bang! Quaang-!
He was in a hurry to block the sword of Medina Isaela, who was a rival.
The more they exchanged sword strikes, the darker the jeokha face became.
Part of it was against her strength, but more than that, it was because of the demonic energy transmitted from her opponent's sword.
Even though she didn't come into direct contact with Magi, her constant contact gave her a headache, and her stomach churned.
The demon invaded the inside several times, but fortunately, the nine heavens extinguished the demon each time.
Apart from the dangerous sword attack, he was tired of continuing the encroachment of demonic forces.
As a result, his concentration dropped without realizing it, and soon his loopholes were exposed.
Medina Isaela did not just let it go.
As her brother's shoulder was exposed, she thrust her sword in without hesitation.
Quaang-!
The rivalry reflexively blocked Medina Isaela's sword, but that only caused more anger.
The upper body, which lost its balance due to the powerful thrust, fell slightly backwards.
She exposed her torso defencelessly in front of her transcendental counterparts such as Medina and Isaela.
At that moment, Medina Isaela extended her left sword index finger and pointed at her torso under her rival.
“Sajita Maraka (Arrow of Magic)!”
Quaang!
At the same time as the rendition, an explosion sound was heard from the body of Yeonjeokha.
Before long, Yeonjeokha's body, which had been hit directly by a magical arrow, was thrown out of the wind.
“Keugh!”
With a heavy moan, Yeonjeokha's body crashed.
Heuk Cheonung followed the falling Yeonjeokha like a shadow.
However, his shinsoo was a little faster than that of Heukcheon-eung, who had the demon on his back.
Then shinsoo, which had turned into black clouds, came down like a beam of light and received a series of drops from the back.
Medina Issa Ella wrote her trance again toward the wind and the sky that was about to fly again.
“Luurahu Benire (descent of evil spirits)!”
Dark shadows of evil spirits attacked Yeonjeokha and the shinsoo.
Heukcheoneung flew like an arrow toward the Yeonjeokha and the painting style that were tightly bound by the shadows.
As Medina Isaela stretched her sword forward, her black flame lengthened.
Roaring-
The ultimate weapon made from the demon's magic has changed into a spear.
It happened in the blink of an eye that the evil spirit enveloped the falling kite, and Medina Isaella rushed.
Surrounded by the shadows of evil spirits, they gnashed their teeth.
'Keugh!'
But Medina Isaela relentlessly pursued her own life.
It must be because she too is caught up in the twisted desires of this damn world.
Suddenly, I thought, 'Maybe she's aiming for her own aura, not her heavenly gate.'
Then the madness she sees makes sense.
Rather than an astronomy that can't be used, they want the living spirit of the Creator.
'I was foolish.'
The words of Shimtong came to mind.
- Confucius! Don't think about mixing words with the devil, just hit and kill him. Only then can Confucius and his wife return to Jianghu. If Confucius is even injured in the middle of the day, we will all perish. Do you know?
He did not know that he knew even the foolish and greedy shimtong.
No, maybe I knew it, but I don't know if that's not all, so I tried to ignore it.
I was doing stupid things alone.
“Sir Baal!”
The spirits of the nine heavenly swords, which were dwelling in the gikyungpalmaek and shinmaek under Yeonjeokha, awoke all at once.
Jjoong-!
Centerer on Yeonjeokha, nine heavenly swords spread out in all directions like the flesh of a fan.
The shadow of the evil spirit was scattered by the transcendent power contained in the Nine Heaven Sword Spirit.
Ssssss-.
When the shadows of the evil spirits suddenly disappeared, Medina Isaela was startled.
Sword spirits that did not suit Yeonjeokha's inaction were taking over the sky.
Intuitively, she knew that those sword spirits had cut off Gwangmyeong Jincheon's wings.
I was curious about how Yeon Jeok-ha cut off Gwangmyeong-Jincheon's wings, but now I think I know.
The energy transmitted from the sword spirit was something he had never seen before.
Called the supreme god, she felt herself dwarfed.
Still, she didn't stop her rush.
Boom!
A sword spirit ricocheted off the demon god that extended like a spear.
Another sword spirit blocked her path.
Quaang-!
When the second sword spirit was deflected, the length of the demon god was reduced by half.
The third sword spirit blocked her path again.
Medina Issa Ella swung her sword, shrunken to the size of her longsword, with all her might.
Kwaaang-!
The sword spirit was pushed back, but Medina Isaela rather frowned.
Something is wrong.
Not only did the demon energy decrease, but the fiercely burning demonic energy was also not cool.
She is weakening herself like that, but her sword spirit just blocks it.
Medina Issaella stopped her rush.
Looking at Yeonjeokha beyond the Sword Spirit, her angry face was raised to the tip of her head.
When her eyes met Medina Issaella, Yeonjeokha asked.
“Was my aura what you wanted?”
“… … .”
Medina Isaela blinked her eyes.
It was hard to understand why he was suddenly mentioning aura.
But she didn't ask.
This is because what she wants now is her death, not conversation or persuasion.
“Didn't you tell me? It is death.”
"So you're saying you're going to kill me and take away my spirit! You say you hate creators? So they said they weren't interested in astronomy, so you're aiming for the aura of the creator god?”
Medina Issaella knew that her brother-in-law had misunderstood, but she did not bother to correct it.
"then?"
“You must die.”
Along with the words of Yeonjeokha, the spirit of the nine heavenly swords fell on Medina Isaela's head.
For an instant, Heukcheon-eung moved forward like lightning.
Medina Asaela went one step further.
She spurred the black sky on which she was riding and flew off and landed on jeokha.
The distance between Yeonjeokha and Medina Isaela was rapidly narrowing, and now it was really a situation where someone's head would fly off with just one gesture.
Medina Isaela was confident of her own victory.
It's true that her sword spirit is excellent, but it's because her own hands should be faster now.
The Demon God, engulfed in black energy, stabbed the younger enemy's neck.
Shuaak-.
But things didn't go her way.
Transcending space, a sack of the Nine Heaven Swordsman fell on top of her head.
Surprised, Medina Issa Ella hit the Nine Heaven Sword Spirit with her demon sword that she was stabbing.
Chaeyoung-!
Due to the cumulative shock, Medina Isaela's demon broke in half.
“I will give you one last chance. go back."
The eyes of Medina Issaella, who had been putting on her bewildered face, curled gently.
Even though she has the right and ability to kill, she offers forgiveness.
Worn and worn out in this world, she sincerely admired the spirit of the younger brother.
"It's amazing that there is a being like you in the underworld."
“So what is the answer?”
Yeonjeokha's wish was to end the war.
Although Medina Issaella did not want to kill her, although she acted against his expectations.
The appearance of Medina Isaela has changed.
For an instant, her body shrunk, and she returned to the form of a young Menua.
Her rivals believed that she had chosen her peace.
If it wasn't for that, she wouldn't dare to take on the appearance of Menua at this moment.
Menua smiled innocently and took a step closer to Yeonjeokha.
“You are what I longed for. now i can believe That my destiny depends on you.”
“Answer?”
he did not take her eyes off Menua.
She hadn't heard back from her yet, but luckily she didn't feel any jealousy from Menua.
Menua slowly lifted the that had been cut in half.
Judging by the fact that the blade is facing sideways, it is an attempt to hand the weapon to the opponent.
Yeonjeokha also held out his hand with that thought.
In an instant, the demon, which had been cut in half, spun around.
"don't do it."
Despite the pressure from Yeonjeokha, Menua rushed in with a half-cut machine.
It was when the tip of the machine, which had been cut in half, approached an inch (approximately 3 cm) in front of the lower neck.
Nemesis A huge red sword slew forward obliquely from behind his bottom.
Whoo-!
Pooh!
The tip of her sword pierced her menua's chest, pushing her all the way behind her.
“Cool!”
Red blood poured out of Menua's mouth, which had been pierced by the Nine Heaven Sword Spirit.
The demon sword in her small hand flew away like dust.
Yeonjeokha, who was watching her dying Menua, shouted with her devastated face.
“I told you not to! Why did you just go back! Did you think I would die at your hands like an idiot! I am not someone who would die for someone else!”
The corner of Menua's mouth went up slightly.
“Didn’t you tell me? what I wish for.”
“My soul? If you know you can't defeat the Nine Heaven Swordsman, you should give up! You are just like the rest of this world! Blinded by greed, like a moth to a fire... … .”
“… … All I wanted was my death.”
The face of the yeon jeokha, who was passionately criticizing Menua at the unexpected words, was distorted.
"What are you talking about? You mean you wanted to kill me?”
muttered Menoah on the threshold of her death, her unfocused eyes staring into her void.
“… … According to the will of the Creator.”
At the end of those words, Menua's small head snapped.
The moment her breath stopped, the red sword also disappeared as if it had done its job.
