170 – EP.7 Decided End-2

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It’s like swimming in a dream.

My eyes are blurry, and I don’t know what I’m doing.

I wave my hands desperately.

Oh, something touched me.

Before thinking what to do, I stretch out my hand and grab it.

The heat briefly circulates in your hand, and when you feel something crumbling, swing your arm again.

With the desire to take something.

The fire from the Danjeon went beyond warmth and set her entire body on fire with scorching heat.

Like a dying wooden man, I lost my balance and stumbled with every step I took.

“ha….”

There was no presence around me, so I stood up and looked around.

It feels like my hazy mind is slowly returning.

I can’t float on my right side because of the blood in my eyes.

Assess the situation with one eye.

“This is different from what I’ve heard…”

Yunseok’s complexion turned blue.

There was a mountain of things I wanted to ask, but the flame burning my body didn’t allow me to relax.

Giving strength to his collapsing legs, he grabs Yoon-seok’s face like a hunting dog.

– Chi-Ik

An unpleasant sensation of melting flesh ran through my hands, and the smell of burnt meat stung my nose.

Where did the office-like attitude go? A cross-section of Yoon-seok’s melted face showed fear.

Shaking off the flesh stuck to my hand, I guessed the direction.

I have to go back.

to the master

“Master, I have to go to you.”

They said I was the target, but I can’t believe it’s true.

It was because I believed that I was the Murim Meng who delivered the news of the Grand Master.

Focus all your attention on the deaf ears.

The faint sounds of battle, vibrations transmitted through the air.

Grinding my teeth, I took one step in that direction.

With every step, a spark blooms.

I didn’t know this because Master didn’t tell me about it, but it seems that the flames that burned with their lives as collateral don’t stop.

until i die

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The fight between possession and mystery was one-sided.

When it came to martial arts achievements, she was undefeated no matter where they were presented, but she was so restrained that even she was surprised.

She kept rolling on the ground, trying to break through the situation, but it wasn’t easy.

If you try to attack the water cannon, the attack misses, and if you try to shake off the water cannon and go to In-ho, it will get stuck and block the bridge before you know it.

In a situation where he couldn’t do this or that, his rationality was gradually consumed by anger.

“Bastard!!”

Soyou sprinkled the embers created by Soyou’s fingertips like seeds on the sprayer that launched a tuk-tuk attack at close range.

The embers flew in the air, but did not hit the enemy in any meaningful way.

“I was nervous because I inherited the name of Yeomrun Gong. After all, I’m not as good as my teacher.”

When Salsu mentioned salt dust, Soyou’s body burned fiercely.

“Don’t mention Master with your dirty mouth!”

Soyou leaped into the air and threw himself at the killer.

However, Salsu dodged to the side and slammed her stomach.

“Keuk!!”

With a scream, Soyou grabbed his stomach and collapsed.

As if the previous one had been an effective hit, she couldn’t get up easily from her knees.

– Serung

Along with the sword, a sharp piece of metal touched her neck.

“Dynamite. With that name in disguise, die.”

Sophie closed her eyes tightly.

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Death was not feared.

Killing and dying always happen in Moorim.

If you gave silver somewhere, it is natural to get won somewhere.

That’s why Yeomjin, the teacher, died, and that’s why he, the disciple, died.

But I’m afraid.

She was afraid because there would be people she would never see again if she died.

“In… ho…”

I try to put that name in my mouth that makes my heart flutter just by saying it.

‘I don’t want to die.’

The fact that I couldn’t see the disciple’s face laughing like an idiot again broke my heart.

I felt the sword draw an arc and fall down my throat.

“Hey you bastard!!”

Startled by the sudden explosion, she opened the rice field wide and looked around.

Even the spray of the cat mask turned in the direction the sound came from.

A man burning with clear flames was running towards the watering can.

It was Inho. He was hurt and hurt, but it was clear that he was Inho.

“Looks like you managed to survive.”

Scattering back, Salsu, who avoided In-ho’s kick, spoke.

Normally, Inho would have said something, but he kept quiet.

In-ho straightened up again and rushed at Sal-su.

Salsu moved Inho’s attacks with graceful movements, but he couldn’t escape the heat radiating from him.

The flames were so hot that Soyou gasped for breath in the heat.

The heat, which was dozens of times higher than In-ho’s usual output, gradually burned the watering can’s clothes and began to burn his skin.

“Disrupt!”

The killer, who kept running back, pushed In-ho over with his foot and threw himself at So-yu.

Then, he thrust the sword into the owner’s face.

Blood spattered and splattered on the owner’s face.

There was a bloody sword in front of her eyes.

Any closer would have stabbed her in the eye.

However, the sword stood still in its place. Something was blocking the sword.

Soyou’s eyes began to tremble without mercy.

She quickly realized what was blocking the sword.

“…in, ho…?”

Spitting up blood from his mouth, Inho grabbed Salsu’s arm.

“Keugh… What a shallow number!”

“Yeah… I was fooled by a shallow move, right?”

Salsu, who grabbed his arm, groaned at the burning sensation, and Inho grinned even though everyone was dying.

Before anyone knew it, Salsu’s right arm began to burn beyond recovery.

Salsu’s choice was quick, he raised his left hand and cut off his right arm.

– Seoguk

Salsu’s right arm was neatly cut off, and Salsu ran away without looking back as if he felt that the situation was going unfavorably.

“Ha ha, gone.”

Sending a trickle of water away, In-ho murmured.

Just like turning a dial to turn off a gas fire, the fire that burned Inho’s body gradually began to go out.

When the lights went out, he went back.

“In-ho!”

Seeing In-ho, whose face turned pale from the loss of blood, So-Yoo screamed.

“I’m glad you’re all right…”

Inho said in a subdued voice. Watching his eyes slowly lose focus, Soyou patted his cheek.

“Open your eyes! Open your eyes!”

Inho’s eye muscles trembled at Soyou’s cry.

He seemed to be struggling to open his eyes, but it didn’t make much of a difference.

His arm went to his danjeon.

Blood began to ooze from the spot where the knife passed through.

“Oh, it hurts. I thought I got used to it.”

Tears welled up in Soyou’s eyes at the sight of him speaking in a normal tone.

“No no….”

As Soyou grabbed his collar and sobbed, Inho breathed heavily.

“Master. Ah, Master.”

Calling her without hesitation, In-ho gave a gentle smile.

Soyou shouted at the face that seemed to have put everything down.

“Don’t talk! Take a deep breath and collect your bets! Come on!”

“It’s late. Danjeon has already been destroyed.”

“Ahh….”

I put my hand on his danjeon with my hand stuttering, but it was empty and I felt nothing.

An empty danjeon, a shaken inside.

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Deep in the mountains where no one can help.

“No no!!!”

Soyou howled like a beast.

Her jewel, the only one left in the world, was losing its light.

Inho buried his face in Inho’s arms and looked at Soyou crying sadly, then opened his mouth.

“Don’t cry, Master.”

Soyou raised his face, and his bloodied hand slowly rose.

Inho wiped away Soyou’s tears with his fingertips and smiled brightly.

“Master, we will meet again someday.”

“So….”

“So, then, do you have to be kind to me?”

With the request, Inho closed his eyes.

That was my last memory in this dimension.