Ghost Face - Chapter 266



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Chapter 69. They Dream of Revenge (3)

Narakdo Hoyeonsang had received a report that Jin Ga-yong had died buried in the snow far away on Mt. Giryeon. He then smacked his lips and said, “Are you guessing? You mean you haven’t confirmed the body?” and ordered preparations. This decision could be seen as thorough, but on the other hand, it could also be interpreted as the result of him being very conscious of Jin Ga-yong, just like Yeo-hui.

In any case, for that reason, he ordered his subordinates to watch over several places around Jogajang, and it was a situation where Jin Ga-yong was really caught.

“So you’re saying that Hoyeonsang expected me to appear here?”

Jin Ga-yong asked to confirm. He wanted to make sure.

Then, the eldest of the three Namgung brothers, Gung-il, stepped forward. This was because he was the leader of this group. By the way, Gung-il was an alias. Hoyeon-sang had given the three brothers aliases, Gung-il, Gung-i, and Gung-sam, because he felt it was inconvenient to call them by their names.

“Yes. He also predicted that you would come here and take something. That’s why we’ve been waiting for you to take it out yourself. So let me ask you. Did you take the item? It looks like you did.”

“It’s strange. Why are these uninvited guests so interested in the owner taking out his belongings from his house? Do they even know what I found?”

Jin Ga-yong asked coldly. Then, Ban So-chil, who had been watching from behind, sneered, unable to bear it any longer.

“Heh heh heh. It must be a mask. The whole world knows that you wear a mask and do outrageous things. And now you’re trying to pretend not to know? Asking what it is, that’s laughable for a passing dog.”

“… … .”

“And your stuff? Wrong! This place may have once been home to a gang of thugs, but it has now been taken over by our Ho Bang-ju.”

“receipt?”

“Yes. I’ve already cleaned everything up. Therefore, everything I own here belongs to the head of the household. So you were caught stealing someone else’s stuff just now. Do you understand, you thief?”

It was a novel logic.

At the strange questioning of Banso-chil, his other sworn brothers snickered and said, “That’s right!” It seemed that even they thought it was an absurd and novel idea. Then, someone else, who was excited, threatened, “Hand over the mask right now!”

As the four dogs were making a fuss, Gung-il frowned and clicked his tongue, saying, “They are people who cannot be together.” Of course, Jin Ga-yong in front of him was someone he would eventually catch and bring down. However, he wondered if he should personally insult and provoke him with words that would not be tolerated. So Gung-il observed Jin Ga-yong’s expression.

Jin Ga-yong was initially startled for a moment, but soon became indifferent. He seemed to be watching how far the commotion would go. Then he simply grabbed the sword at his waist.

In a jiffy.

As was the case with Gung-il, Gwiju-sa-gyeon retreated in a hurry to create space. Everyone was talking like shit, but their actions were incredibly quick. It was proof that they were trying to provoke him and not letting their guard down.

Isn’t the opponent the one called Sword Ghost from Shaanxi Province?

Then, at that very moment, the twenty warriors they had accompanied rushed out and surrounded Jin Ga-yong, raising their swords.

Window. Window. Window. Window.

But for some reason, Jin Ga-yong’s actions were very relaxed. He looked around the room with a look that said, “Why are you all making such a fuss?” Then he took out the sword from his waistband and spoke.

“You misunderstand. I came not to find the mask, but to take this sword.”

“Not a mask, but that sword? Is it real?”

Gung-il asked, still keeping his guard up. Upon closer inspection, the sword in Jin Ga-yong’s hand was indeed unique. Instead of the coin-shaped shield that covered the bridge of his nose, a round sphere the size of an adult’s fist was taking its place.

However, when Gung-il became suspicious, Jin Ga-yong showed it through his actions without saying a word. He had come to get this sword, and this sword was worth it. So he snapped his left middle finger to hit the sphere, and the sword trembled and the drops inside the sphere oozed strange sounds.

Whoosh whoosh~

Gung-il was puzzled by the unique sound coming from Jin Ga-yong’s sword, asking, “What is that thing?” But Ban So-chil, who had a wide knowledge of martial arts, muttered with a bashful look on his face.

“Spirit Sword?”

Soul Sword.

It was once carried by Yang Ji, a merchant who was recruited by Cho Eun-jin, as one of the ten great cavalrymen of Gangho, and after being protected, it was returned to the arms of its original owner, Jo Ga-jang. Jo Ga-jang considered this item to be inauspicious because it was possessed by a demonic spirit, and kept it in a secret stone room inside the weapons and armory.

It was like putting a seal of sorts.

Jin Ga-yong dug through the rubble and took it out. A ghostly object, it would cause trouble to sane people, but for someone who was trying to cause trouble now, it was a pretty good match. Especially for Jin Ga-yong, the owner of the mask.

In other words, the spirit sword was a tool that allowed the use of the mask, which was useless in battle, to be fully utilized. In other words, it was a substitute for the turtle shell and the ghost.

“Everyone close your ears!”

As Byeonso-chil stepped back, he shouted, but his words were swallowed before they could spread. Jin Ga-yong stood still and lightly swung the awakened spirit sword around. Then, a terrifying sound spread out in all directions, consuming all the sounds and noises in the space.

Kie- Eek!

It was a desperate scream.

Although I had never heard of it, I could easily guess that the demons of Hell would make such sounds.

Thanks to his encounter with Jin Ga-yong, Gung-il was able to sense the ominous atmosphere before anyone else, and so the moment he heard Ban So-chil’s first words, he immediately raised his internal energy to protect himself, and thanks to that, he was able to avoid being directly hit by Jin Ga-yong’s sound wave attack. However, his eardrums still felt like they were going to burst, his heart was pounding, and all his strength drained from his body.

The hairs stood on end.

The curse just came out.

“This is crazy… … .”

The palace and the Gwijusagyeon were able to minimize the damage by responding quickly. However, for the ordinary warriors who turned around behind Jin Gayong, it was a bolt from the blue. Six or seven people collapsed on the spot with their eardrums bursting, and there were even those who rolled their eyes and fainted. Most of those who remained were unable to regain consciousness due to their eardrums being ruptured or the beeping sound and tinnitus that disturbed their ears. And Jin Gayong turned over and attacked them.

The spirit sword danced.

The warriors’ heads shook to the rhythm of the rustling drums. Then, like corn stalks being cut, their heads and bodies fell apart.

No one was able to cross swords with Jin Ga-yong. Jin Ga-yong charged in with lightning speed and passed by quickly. All they could hear was the laughter of the spirit sword as it swung by.

“Stop!”

Gung-il shouted and kicked the ground. His body suddenly rose up, and he quickly flew towards Jin Ga-yong, extending his sword. It was fierce and sharp. It looked like a magpie hunting fish, and it was the third style of the Changgungbiyeon sword, ‘Cheomyeon (餂鳶)’.

Jin Ga-yong spun around, putting away the excited spirit sword that was slaughtering people. Then, he swung his sword horizontally to kick away the sword of the palace guard that was stabbing him.

Window~ each.

He tried to throw the spirit sword away, but the sword of the palace swung around and tore it away, then dug in. At this time, the weight of the descending sword was added to it, making it incredibly heavy.

In that moment, Jin Ga-yong fell backwards, and then Gung-il kicked the ground with his right foot as if he was kicking the water surface. Using the momentum, he continued to chase after Jin Ga-yong while flying his body.

So the two new figures chased each other, leaving behind only afterimages.

Whoosh- whoosh-

In the meantime, Gung-il’s sword and Jin Ga-yong’s spirit sword continued to scratch and twist each other without any time to fall. Jin Ga-yong, who was retreating, used his dragon to throw it off, and Gung-il, who was advancing, clung on and tried to stab it in the heart.

Ga Ga Ga Ga-

At one point, Gung-il suddenly stopped attacking with a look of defeat, and Jin Ga-yong was pushed back a few more steps due to the momentum of the situation, and barely managed to straighten his posture. But instead? His face was just cold, not much different from when he started.

And so their first meeting ended.

What is the reason?

“Now that I look at it, it looks like you really have mastered magic!”

Gung-il said with a hardened face and his teeth chattering. At the moment when he was pressuring Jin Ga-yong, the spirit sword made a strange sound, and then his internal energy began to writhe uncontrollably! Startled by this, he had no choice but to put away his sword. And now he concluded that this strange phenomenon was either ‘demonic art’ or ‘a strange technique’.

That’s what I meant.

Because it was an area that was incomprehensible.

Although there is a realm called ‘Eumgong (音功)’ in Gangho, Gung-il had never seen or heard of such a phenomenon. Furthermore, he was even more certain of it when he recalled the loud noise that came out of Jin Ga-yong’s sword for the first time.

What is the result?

Of the twenty men he brought with him, more than half had died, and of those who survived, only three or four were able to stand with their swords. In a single wave, all of those people were swept away. How could this astonishing result be within the realm of humans?

So, he must have used sorcery.

That was how I felt.

“Wow, after the mask, he even has such a dangerous magic sword. That guy must be eliminated today, if only to protect the spirit of this world. Isn’t that right, Gung-il?”

As Byeonso Chil approached Gung Il, he spoke like this. At this time, his eyes did not leave the spirit sword that Jin Ga Yong was holding. It was as if he was possessed. And judging from his subtle tone, it seemed like he was saying that they should pass the training from now on.

Gung-il was not pleased with Bansochil’s proposal, but he could not bring himself to handle Jin Ga-yong alone. So he nodded silently and called the third Gung-sam.

“Third, get ready.”

“Yes, brother.”

So, the six of them, including Gung-il, Gung-sam, and Ban-so-chil, including Gwi-ju Sa-gyeon, formed a formation toward Jin-ga-yong and drew their swords and swords in earnest. They made up their minds. As they say, you can see how much you know. Whether the author had mastered magic or held a magic sword, he was a master. So I thought that I might end up bleeding today.

‘But the price will be salty, right?’

Bunso-chil muttered with his eyes shining greedily.

Meanwhile, Jin Ga-yong was busy trying to persuade his reasoning, which was about to break off, as he watched those approaching him. It was extremely annoying. Do you dare to mock and mock me, relying only on my meager talents? If you really believed that I had wielded a magic sword and mastered unmanageable magic, why would you rush in like a moth to a flame instead of running away right now? So after thinking about it, he sighed involuntarily.

“Was it a sin to look easy?”

As I inhaled, bitter regret was mixed in, and as I exhaled, a murderous spirit was present.