Ghost Face - Chapter 268



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Chapter 69. They Dream of Revenge (5)

Biho had a dream and met them again there. It was only once or twice a year, but it was too soon since they visited again just two months after meeting. And the one who suddenly appeared without any notice greeted him as usual.

“Ninety-four, are you ready to die?”

The Eighteen Prison Dreams.

It was a kind of test where one person would fight a life-or-death battle with those who came into the dream. However, as the test progressed, a stronger person would emerge, and at the last eighteenth stage, a god would emerge. If you were not an absolute master, you would eventually hit a wall. That is why the dream of floating was a nightmare that could only end with murder.

So, it was a curse and a mark put on the body by the assassin group ‘Assassins’.

But if it was a test that I couldn’t pass anyway, wouldn’t it be better to just give up without fighting? No. That was the trap. Every time I dreamed of suicide, my will to live was diminished, which meant that there was a problem with the survival instinct that all living things should pursue. As a result, I became exhausted, and at some point, when the line between dreams and reality became blurred, I ended up making an extreme choice.

So, those who dream of the Eighteen-Way Dream had to fight and fight again every time they took a test, even if they knew that the ending would not be good. If they became weak-hearted and began to back down, the effects would continue in their waking lives.

The problem here was that the more you know, the more you see, and the more you experience this nightmare, the more your fundamental fear grows. They say that nothing can be done in the face of time. Even if you are the owner of a poisonous mind that is not afraid of death, you will eventually wear down and be consumed by fear as you continue to experience death-like experiences for 10 or 20 years.

It wasn’t a curse for nothing.

So what is the current state of Biho?

This was his tenth dream of floating water. And while there were no visible negative effects during this process, he too was undergoing changes deep down in his subconscious. For example, he was obsessed with the idea that the Assassin would come looking for him someday. Although he was not aware of it yet, this could also be seen as an expression of fear.

In any case, Biho’s influence as a dreamer has been minimal so far, and there was a reason for that.

Above all, the existence of Park Won-young played a big role. Since the driving force of his life was in her, an external being, he didn’t even care about his own condition. In addition, he was at an age when he should be active. He was full of energy and vitality, and he was developing day by day, so the curse couldn’t hold him back. Until now.

‘But Yeong-i left me. So won’t these experiences be more horrifying in the future?’

As the 94th person met the twelfth faceless person, a thought suddenly occurred to him.

Two months ago, in his dream, he had died from the explosion of his head in the face of the tenth faceless man. However, this time, he had defeated the tenth man in fifty seconds, and fought the eleventh man fiercely. He was a pervert with a deformed weapon that resembled scissors, and after more than a hundred seconds of fighting, the ninety-fourth man had just won by hitting his head with a hammer.

And this time, too, the big and small wounds I had just received were completely healed. Also, the internal energy that had been consumed didn’t seem to be a big problem yet. This was possible because, at least here, the internal energy was restored to a certain amount after every fight.

But I was mentally exhausted. And the opponent in front of me was stronger than before. To what extent? It was hard to estimate. And usually, if it’s an opponent who gives me this feeling… … .

“Is it fun?”

Ninety-four smiled coldly and swung his short one-handed sword around, catching it in reverse. At this time, he was holding a one-handed axe in his left hand. In this way, in the twelfth game, his weapons were a one-handed sword and a one-handed axe.

On the other hand, the enemy’s weapon was a spear with two crescent moons attached to each side of the spearhead, the Bangcheonhwageuk (方天畵戟). This weapon was difficult to handle, cumbersome, and heavy, so it was a long weapon that was rarely used in actual combat. (*For reference, a weapon with two crescent moons attached to only one side is called the Cheongryonggeuk (靑龍戟).) However, if you think about it the other way around, if you had enough strength and skill to handle it, there were few weapons that were as threatening to your opponent as this one. Its uses were endless, such as stabbing, cutting, splitting, and pulverizing.

However, the opponent seemed to know how to deal with this, and this was also a wide open space. It was difficult to plan anything with two single weapons. It was difficult to estimate the opponent itself, and the weapon compatibility wasn’t bad either!

So what should we do then?

Ta-da-dak.

Ninety-fourth ran forward, holding the sword in one hand in the reverse grip. He muttered something like a spell as he did so.

‘Just fight! As always. But… … .’

Whoosh.

Ninety-fourth rolled his foot vigorously and flew his body. And without any tricks or changes, he just pushed straight in, so the opponent’s response was also within the range he had calculated. However, his posture was flexible and his strength was overflowing.

The faceless man tried to stop the attack with a sudden attack by slightly blocking the half-step, but when the 94th Ho continued to lunge, he suddenly thrust out his pole. He was planning to use the distance between the weapons to skewer him before he could even get close.

But Ninety-Four did not stop his running strides, but instead turned the axe he was holding in his left hand inward and swung it outward, intending to dig in and kick the pole’s head off.

Crack.

The faceless man reacted quickly. He moved to the left and spun the spear around as an axis. Then Wol-ah turned around, bit the axe handle tightly, and snapped it. Then he suddenly pulled away and aimed for the back of the ninety-fourth man who was jumping in. At this time, the faceless man himself moved to the left and pushed the spear around the ninety-fourth man to the right, a move that was a perfect combination of offense and defense.

simplicity and honesty.

Ninety-fourth quickly turned his waist and raised his left arm to block Wol-ah. It was a substitute for the broken axe, and thanks to that, his forearm was half-cut. However, thanks to his muscles that had been tightened, he was able to avoid being cut off all at once. In doing so, he was able to stop the trembling Bangcheonhwageuk for a moment.

Then, the faceless man twisted the Bangcheonhwageuk as if squeezing it. When resistance was felt through his fingertips, he intended to tear the arm off, but this was a natural reaction that came out before he could even think about it.

It was a momentary thing.

Knock knock.

Ninety-four used the Chukgolgong (a martial art that shrinks the body by folding bones) to completely dislocate his left shoulder and threw the one-handed sword he held in his right hand like a javelin. By doing so, even when the Faceless Man’s Bangcheonhwageuk tore off Ninety-four’s left arm, Ninety-four was able to throw the one-handed sword with all his might. If not, his body would have been dragged along by his left arm being torn off like a rag, and he would not have been able to keep his balance.

Swish- bang.

The sword that flew out quickly slammed into the face of the faceless man. The tip of the sword pierced through his skull and came out on the other side. After a moment of shivering in place, the faceless man slowly fell over.

“Fuck! This damn thing… this damn thing!”

At this time, Ninety-four rolled on the ground, and as he did so, he cursed in agony as his mind went blank. It was excruciatingly painful, but more than that, he felt like he would faint immediately if he didn’t do this. While swearing until his throat was hoarse, he diligently acupunctured the area around his severed left arm’s shoulder. It was a measure to block the pain and stop the bleeding.

Phew phew.

Within, Number Ninety-Four lay down flat on his back, exhaling sharply. Then, he looked up at the sky with bloodshot eyes.

There was a red full moon in the sky.

“Keep on going. … But if you want to kill me, you’ll have to give something up too.”

The ninety-fourth laughed. The strategy of giving flesh to the enemy and taking bones was successful as intended. It was giving, but the most important thing was to finish the opponent before he could do anything. And this was probably a rehearsal with the Cheonchuchang Yeohoe and other high-level experts in mind. He judged that it would be difficult to defeat such people using normal methods!

Yes, it was good that it worked, but it was an experience I didn’t want to experience twice. And I probably didn’t want to experience it again. Just once. After using this method in real life.

Swish.

At that moment, the severed arm of the 94th began to regenerate. Soon, he got up from his seat and checked every part of his body while stroking his newly formed left arm. His internal energy was also restored by about a third, so he was still able to fight. So he rekindled his fighting spirit.

Even if I met Yusumong again next time, at least today, I was going to fight him with all my might. If I didn’t have teeth, I would at least use my gums. If I didn’t have enough martial arts, I would use every assassination technique and trick I had learned to kill him again and again. Just like a dog.

Because this test is the final check for him!

Ninety-fourth’s eyes flashed with a blue light and venom was sprayed out, and in the direction he was glaring, the thirteenth faceless man suddenly appeared.

The faceless man spoke in a dry voice.

“Ninety-four, are you ready to die?”

Ninety-four was eventually brutally killed by the fifteenth faceless man, with his waist cut open. Then Biho woke up from his dream.

Biho, who opened his eyes, staggered out of bed with a burning thirst and drank water from the kettle. Then he opened the door to the cell and went out. It was because he was feeling suffocated.

The wind was cold and the moon looked so faint that it seemed like it might disappear at any moment. The desolation filled his empty heart.

Within, Biho nodded.

‘Yes. How freeing and wonderful it is to have nothing and nothing to protect. Just wait. I will give you both a nice nightmare.’

The Shaanxi Province martial arts world was turned upside down.

Because the following rumor spread like wildfire.

It is said that Jin Ga-yong, the Bul-in-geom, came back from hell and slaughtered a hundred warriors of the Lion’s Mansion in one night!

But this is not the end, but the beginning. In other words, this number was the first day of the retaliation for the annihilated Jo family, a declaration of war.

Jin Ga-yong has issued a challenge to the Lion Sect, the most powerful sect in Shaanxi Province!

Who on earth spread such rumors?

There was no way to know right away. It was such a shocking and interesting rumor that it spread like crazy. Rather, the warriors of the Lion’s House gathered in a group and searched for the source of the rumor, which drew more attention from the martial arts community, saying, “Is it true?”

And this rumor soon became true. It was the result of the lion’s room putting up doors here and there as if they were trying to set fire to fire. Anyone could see that this was an open invitation from Narakdo Hoyeonsang to Jin Gayong, the Bulin Sword.