Cosmic Demon 3077 - Chapter 345



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Space Heavenly Horse 3077 Episode 345

50. Final Dance (6) – One Difference

‘Fuck······!’

Seolyeong cursed inwardly as she withdrew her attack from Jegal Hyun, who was wielding a black iron pen and launching a barrage of attacks.

Clearly, he had the upper hand in martial arts itself. Beyond the level of his martial arts or the level of his internal energy drive, his enlightenment about martial arts itself was superior to his own.

But even so, it is you who is being pushed.

Seolyeong felt suffocated and suffocated by Jegalhyun’s attacks that blocked everything he did.

He had heard advice from Mokjin that he should have prepared in advance, and Seolyeong herself did not take that advice lightly and had already made up her mind.

But this is a bit too much.

I know that my martial arts have been exposed many times and that I lack proficiency in them.

But no matter what, I didn’t expect that I would be attacked so thoroughly.

Even the method of changing the initial form, like when he was pushing Namgungcheon, didn’t work. Unlike Namgungcheon, who was also a later index, Seungryongje Jegalhyun was a seasoned veteran who had won countless battles while traveling around the world. The variation given to her lacking achievements could not surpass his insight.

‘If only the achievements were just a little higher······!’

Seolyeong gritted her teeth as she struck back at Jegal Hyun’s sword that was piercing fiercely and the three black iron pens that were flying towards her from a deadly angle.

She also knows that if her achievements in martial arts had been just a little higher, she wouldn’t be in such a difficult position now.

I never slacked off in my training with Mokjin, so I know that my current achievement is the best result. However, my martial arts skills are still lacking, so I feel like I could die from frustration because I keep getting blocked every time I try to use my first technique.

This was the first time I had encountered an enemy of this type.

Up until now, the enemies she had faced had always been stronger than her, so there was no reason to analyze or destroy her martial arts. She thought she could win if she just pushed them with strong force.

However, Seungryongje Jegal Hyeon was different. Although his martial arts skills were inferior to hers, he thoroughly analyzed her martial arts and came up with a corresponding method of destruction.

Of course, it’s not like I didn’t know how to deal with this situation.

You can overcome this situation by either pulling out a secret move that your opponent hasn’t figured out, or by pushing forward with overwhelming internal energy output to neutralize the destruction method itself.

‘Easier said than done······!’

The problem is that the enemies she has faced are not easy enough to hide a secret move. And the difference in the output of her and Jegal Hyun’s internal energy drives is not that big.

We must find another way. Seolyeong struggled to block Jegalhyun’s attacks while trying to find a way.

Eventually, a memory came to her mind, when the number of small scars caused by the iron pen and sword had surpassed double digits.

‘······How did the Wall Sword Castle overwhelm me?’

The strongest enemy in her memories, whom she had to fight in the worst situation where she couldn’t even properly increase the output of her internal energy drive, as her own destruction method worked because she couldn’t even display her skills due to illness.

Even though the circumstances were much worse than her current situation, she overwhelmed Serin.

How was that possible?

Serin knew why it was possible.

‘Wu (武).’

In the end, the answer was again nothing.

That was the only thing that gave her a clear advantage over Seungryongje.

‘But at the current level, we cannot overcome that difference.’

The difference is not even a little bit.

I don’t even want to go as far as the false state of Taoism, which I reached momentarily when I was fighting the Wall Sword Master and reached the state of no-self.

It was a realm that I could only catch a glimpse of because it was supported by countless strokes of luck and literally hit the jackpot.

Just a little bit. Just enough to make up for the difference of one point.

But Serin wasn’t even sure if that was possible.

That one little difference was something she could only achieve by overcoming her limitations.

‘I’ll do it anyway.’

Even the great master Namgung Su-ryeon, who was a great swordsman, had been defeated, so he couldn’t just kneel here. Se-ryung tightened her grip on her sword.

“······!”

A realm beyond her limits, a realm that she was able to enter for a brief moment thanks to a series of strokes of luck in the state of no-self.

She stepped into that realm again.

Without enlightenment, without luck, just by her will.

And Mu willingly responded to her.

It was a small and insignificant area that could not even be compared to the fake form of Turojeong that was briefly glimpsed during the battle with Byeokgeomseong, let alone the original form of Turojeong, which was like a weed in front of a huge tree.

and-.

That small area was more than enough to fill the void it had been lacking.

“what-.”

In an instant, Serin’s diet changed. Jegal Hyun saw the change.

But the change was so mysterious that it could not be compared to the changes he had experienced so far, to which he had been clumsy enough to respond.

It was an enlightenment that Jegal Hyun could not dare to understand.

The offensive that had been maintained with great care up until now collapsed with that one attack.

And the collapse of the offensive meant that his sword could no longer stand a chance against the sword of the spirits.

“ha-!”

In an instant, the sound of metal clashing with metal overlapped one after another. It was immediately after that that the sword that Jegal Hyun was holding and the black iron pens flying around him were thrown behind him.

‘This is, the Wall Sword Castle······.’

Jegal Hyeon knew that recipe.

The overwhelming speed of continuous stabbing that was displayed when Byeokgeomseong destroyed Mancheonneungwoo in the previous life and death match.

Although it was a deteriorated form that could not even be compared to the original, the form that Seolyeong displayed was clearly an imitation of that of Byeokgeomseong.

“Huh······I thought he was a genius, but I never thought it would be to this extent.”

Jegal Hyun muttered softly, blood flowing out from his torn wrist after dropping his sword.

Seolyeong asked, pointing the sharp tip of her sword at his neck.

“What do you want to say?”

Jegal Hyun slowly shook his head. He had already said enough.

He simply raised his head. His eyes took in the blue sky of the Zhuge family.

“······This heaven is enough.”

Yes, Serin answered.

And he swung his sword.

“······.”

There was no scream. However, the white martial arts uniform worn by Jegal Hyun gradually turned red on his chest.

His eyes, looking up at the sky above the Zhuge family, gradually lost their light.

That was the end of the last life-or-death decision,

Revengeful,

It’s over.

“The winner is Dang Se-ryeong. I hereby declare that the battle of life and death has come to an end.”

Mok Jin declared after confirming that Jegal Hyun’s life was fading away.

And then he declared:

“And with this, I declare that the revenge against those responsible for the destruction of the Sacheondang family has come to an end.”

The end of a short but long revenge journey that seemed like it would never be achieved.

Even though she was hearing that declaration with both ears, Serin couldn’t feel the reality.

It was because, although I had been burning with a desire for revenge against the Odaese family my entire life, I had never imagined that a moment like this would come.

“······.”

Seolyeong walked towards Mokjin and Sunja with a gait that seemed as if her soul had disappeared.

Mokjin looked at her and said.

“Thank you for your hard work.”

Just one short word. Seolyeong’s face distorted strangely upon hearing that one word.

Joy. Confusion. A sense of accomplishment. A sense of emptiness. Relief. A sense of bewilderment. It was a face filled with a mixture of all sorts of emotions, both positive and negative.

It was different from when he defeated Jegal Hee and Namgung Cheon. The weight of the situation itself was different, even before the emotions, between simply resolving a personal grudge and resolving the grudge of a destroyed family.

“Sister Wang······.”

Sunja lightly hugged Se-ryeong. Her clothes and hair were messy because of the blood flowing from her body, but Sunja didn’t care at all.

Mokjin lightly patted Seolyeong’s shoulder.

“Leave the rest to me and Sunja. You go in and rest. Treat your wounds too.”

There were no deep wounds, so recovery should be no problem even with the spaceship’s medical port. What Serin needed now was time to sort out her complicated emotions.

“······yes.”

Seol-ryung slowly nodded at his words and slowly walked towards the spaceship.

Mok Jin turned his head and looked at Seocheon Sword Marquis Kim Yeon Hwa.

“Your Majesty, could you look after that child for a moment?”

Asking for an escort would be a disgrace to the honor of the Jegal family, so he changed the subject a bit and asked her to take care of Seolyeong, who was in a state of anxiety. Yeonhwa nodded once at Mokjin’s request and followed Seolyeong, who was walking unsteadily.

‘······If it’s the sword, I’m sure Seolyeong can be taken care of well.’

Mokjin, who had been staring at the backs of the two people for a moment, turned his head again.

Zhuge Liang, who had been collecting his father’s body with the guardians with a gloomy face, sat up and looked at him.

“Now that my predecessor has passed away, my favor to the Zhuge family has come to an end.”

I don’t say I regret it. To a martial artist who had taken his life after a just life-or-death decision, such words would have been insulting.

So Mok Jin simply calmly informed them that with Jegal Hyeon’s death, another favor that Jegal Se-ga had had ended.

Zhuge Liang bowed his head slightly at his words.

“······All right.”

All that remained was the follow-up measures to the life-or-death decision made by the Jegal family. However, Mok-jin did not immediately bring up the matter and silently waited for Jegal-hyeon’s body to be transported out of the training ground.

Even though they were enemies, Jegal Hyun’s actions as the leader of a sect were worthy of respect.

“······.”

Zhuge Liang, who had turned his back on his group and escorted his father’s body without saying a word, turned around and looked at Mok Jin again.

He bowed deeply, swinging his fist at the woodcutter.

“Thank you for waiting so that I could see off my father on his way. Great Hero.”

And when he stood up again, his face had changed from that of Jegal Jiwon, the son of Jegal Hyeon, to that of the head of the Jegal family.

Mokjin nodded slightly and said.

“Now let’s talk about follow-up measures.”

Sunja. Mokjin looked back at Sunja as he called her.

But Sunja did not answer his call.

“······.”

However, she just stared at the communication terminal that had been left inactive for a moment with a stiff face.

Not only Mok Jin and Jegal Ji Won, but even Yong Jeok San and Asura Buddha had serious expressions on their faces, enough to sense that something had happened.

“Sunja. What happened?”

Mok-jin called her again and asked. Only then did Sun-ja turn her head toward Mok-jin.

She answered in a somewhat trembling voice.

“There is a record on the communication terminal that Executive Officer Athena has contacted us more than thirty times.”

“bailiff······?”

Zhuge Liang tilted his head at the word executor. It was common sense in martial arts circles that a mere martial artist would rarely have any reason to contact an executor of the human government.

“What on earth is going on?”

But Yongjeoksan’s face was more serious.

This was because he knew from his past experiences with the Cheonmasingyo that the person Sunja was talking about as the Athena Executor was the First Executor. And the fact that the First Executor was in such a hurry was usually not for a good reason.

“no way······.”

And the last one, Asura Buddha, had a more serious expression than Yongjeoksan. Because he knew what kind of beings the Mokjin party and the first-class executor Athena were dealing with.

It was only a few dozen minutes ago that I disabled my communication terminal to fight a life-or-death battle.

There are more than a dozen communication logs captured in that short period of time.

It means that something extremely serious has happened.

“Did she leave a message?”

When Mok-jin asked, Sun-ja nodded.

“‘Urgent call required.’ That’s all I left.”

“If she left a message like that, it must be something urgent. Contact her right away.”

“Ah, but······.”

Sunja glanced at the others.

I don’t know what kind of conversation they might have, but I can’t contact them right away from where they are. Mokjin nodded, understanding what that meant.

And just as he was about to ask others to step aside for a moment.

Beep beep beep-.

Sunja’s terminal rang again.

The one who sent the communication request was, of course, Athena First Officer. Mokjin clicked his tongue slightly at Sunja’s bewildered expression and nodded.

“It seems urgent, so I think it would be best to accept it first. Just in case, let me know that there are other people around before we start talking.”

“yes.”

Sunja received the message at Mokjin’s words.

And then, right after that, before Sunja could even begin to speak, Athena’s scream-like voice burst out from the communication terminal.

– Are you in Jegalsega right now?!

“what······.”

At her ear-piercing scream, Mokjin unconsciously frowned slightly.

But when Athena did not receive an immediate answer, she shouted again, her voice unclear whether it was a question or a shout.

– Are you Zhuge Liang right now?

Her words and actions were extremely rude. However, her voice seemed to indicate that something urgent was going on. Instead of showing his displeasure, Mokjin calmly answered her question.

“Yes. But right now there are people around-.”

But before Mokjin could finish speaking, Athena spoke a little faster.

– Listen carefully. Right now, Sinma is leading the space battleships of the army that has been corrupted by the Blood Cult and is heading there.