Ghost Face - Chapter 275



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Chapter 71. The dragon follows the clouds, the tiger follows the wind (4)

“Hey, Cheonchuchang. Did Jin Ga-yong originally use Ssangsudo?”

The monster of the two great monsters was so amazed that he asked in amazement. Then, Cheonchuchang Yeo-hui filed a complaint.

Certainly, the swordsmanship that Jin Ga-yong displayed with two swords aroused admiration in those who saw it. It was even so captivating that it seemed like he was dancing a sword dance.

“Well, let’s see. I also never thought that the author could handle a pair of swords so well. But it’s not surprising, at least when it comes to swords, he always impressed those around him.”

“Is this what you call the genius department?”

“Hehehe, genius… … . I’ve heard that phrase countless times since I was young. If you think about it, who among us here hasn’t heard that phrase at least once? But the truth is, there was something else. What do you think, Narak?”

Yeo-Hwi passed the ball to Ho-Yeon-Sang as if he was fed up with it, and Ho-Yeon-Sang snickered. This was because he was reminded of the time when he and Yeo-Hwi were tied together and called ‘Twin Dragons’.

Jin Ga-yong was the trigger. Could it be a case of mutual sympathy? In their younger days, he had given them the same shock, humiliation, and frustration. It was like an insurmountable wall. As a result, although that wasn’t the only reason, at some point, the two of them began to practice together from time to time and became very close. People praised them for stimulating each other and polishing each other, but that wasn’t true. The one they always had in mind was Jin Ga-yong.

‘Yes. That’s right. But, Bul-in-geom, how are you now, that smart little brat? You will realize clearly today. In this world of martial arts, it is not the strong who survive, but the survivors who are strong. And you will die. You will die to satisfy my hunger and become my nutrient. Heh heh heh. Just like your master did for mine.’

Gulp.

Saliva gathered in his mouth again, his stomach churned, and his eyes were clouded with darkness.

Those who were seated like this felt various emotions such as admiration, irritation, jealousy, and a sense of pride when they saw Jin Ga-yong. However, there was no tension anywhere. The subordinates’ evasion was growing like a snowball, but that was the extent of it. And in fact, this was also to some extent what Ho Yeon-sang had intended.

So, if I were to describe Jin Ga-yong’s situation in the lion’s cage right now, it would be like this.

Struggle alone.

And the many are invincible.

As Jin Ga-yong’s momentum grew like wildfire, the enemy gave up the counter-fire strategy and slowed down their offensive. Instead, they focused on surrounding him tightly so that he could not escape. It was a delaying tactic decided on because they judged that if things continued this way, unnecessary bloodshed would be too great.

Thanks to this, Jin Ga-yong was able to escape the immediate danger of death and regain his lost momentum. He had overcome the perilous crisis that had been so dangerous since his fall. For now, that is. However, he had to pay a considerable price. Above all, he had consumed a lot of his abundant internal energy. The internal energy that he had replenished through his tactics had now hit rock bottom, and only about half of his original internal energy remained.

Phew, phew.

Jin Ga-yong was able to exhale and check the surroundings only after the pressure that had been tightening around him suddenly loosened. However, the reality he saw was bleak. He accepted it with a gloomy face, but calmly.

‘It was a failure!’

Just before, Jin Ga-yong had approached Ho Yeon-sang ten steps, but now the distance between him and Ho Yeon-sang had grown to forty steps. The plan to approach Ho Yeon-sang in one breath and kill him had failed. And now, it was difficult to get another chance.

Now, not only the escorts, but also the warriors of Hongbokdang and Cheongungdang that he had passed through, and even the private soldiers of Hoyeonsang led by Cheolsansagunja, had all gathered. They had not approached close, but were surrounding him layer by layer, waiting for an opportunity. The number was well over a hundred. Jin Ga-yong had been cutting down without difficulty, but there were enemies several times more than him.

That’s not all. Outside the square, the Cheongungdang warriors were still lined up, and how many warriors were waiting inside the Sajabang gun corps that was visible in front of them? The moment he called, they would all come running at once. However, he thought it was unnecessary, so he did not think that was the case.

Given these circumstances, how can I get through these people and approach Hoyeonsang?

Even if he goes, how will he deal with masters like Hong Mi-won, who brought him down with just one move?

There was no way out right away. So Hoyeonsang’s assassination went out the window. Perhaps this was a process that had been anticipated from the moment he missed the opportunity. Now, he was following that process and falling further and further into the abyss. Unfortunately. Without even crossing his sword with Hoyeonsang, whom he had truly been aiming for.

‘Baek Bing-ah, unfortunately, this is where this incompetent execution ends.’

Jin Ga-yong muttered as he looked back at the dead woman tied to a cross on the stage in the center of the square.

The woman who resembled Samae was burning hotly, engulfed in flames. The embers of the torch that the clown who had been dancing on stage had dropped as he died had spread to the stage floor. The flames now engulfed the stage, and even the cross and the woman tied to it were engulfed in flames. And in the process, they lit up the dark night sky without a moon.

Hwaruk~ Knock. Knock. Knock.

‘If you ever think of looking back, please do so.’

Jin Ga-yong prayed for his sister. He hoped that she would go to heaven without looking back. Because the end that would happen here… would be nothing worth seeing.

There were many different ways to face death. And the way Jin Ga-yong chose would be very rough and uncomfortable. Why? I ask, who would die nicely for someone’s good?

I was planning to kill and kill again.

He was determined to endure until his body was torn to pieces and drag at least one more person to hell. He had intended to do so even if he had succeeded in his revenge. From the beginning, he had no intention of returning alive.

In the name of the Yeosan Jo family.

That was Jin Ga-yong’s last choice as a human being.

Window~

After taking a short breath, Jin Ga-yong once again clashed his two swords together, making a lively sound. It was as if everyone was saying that they should take a short break and start again. Then he charged into the enemy lines. He repeated his determination as he did so.

“The Jo family never forgets grudges!”

Jin Ga-yong was running wild. His momentum was different from before. If his sword skills had been extremely refined up until now, they were now rough, unstable, and raw.

Shh. Shh.

A sword flew. And dozens of swords followed, gleaming with life.

It was a forest of swords. Jin Ga-yong rushed into it and swung his sword.

Then the forest shook. A thick hail of swords poured down, slashing at his sides, cutting his hair, and cutting straight across his back.

But Jin Ga-yong continued to dig in and swing the swords he held in both hands.

Blood spurted out all around.

Chook-

He blocked the spear that was piercing his heart with one sword and struck his neck with the other. Then a sword suddenly fell from the air and tried to split his head open, so he twisted his body and drew a circle with the sword that had struck his neck. He kicked it away, and then circled it again and cut roughly. Crash. Whether it was from the fierce fighting or from playing around recklessly, the sword cracked. With the sword in his other hand, he stabbed the stomach of the man attacking from behind first. Then he threw the cracked sword at the enemy beyond it. Then, as soon as he picked up the sword that had fallen to the ground with the instep, he threw it at the enemy on his left this time.

Pok. Pok. Pok.

As soon as I turned my body like that, the distinction between east, west, south, and north disappeared. From then on, a melee broke out.

Then someone rammed him and bounced him off. He rammed someone else on the other side at the same speed he was bounced off. Crunch. They rolled together, and he got up after rolling around under the swords raining down on his head. He was bleeding profusely, but he didn’t have time to check where he had been hit. He immediately bent both his hands like dragon’s claws and faced the enemies who were chasing him. He resisted like crazy, scratching and clawing against the strong current.

Blood poured down like rain and became me.

and…….

There was a brief lull.

Jin Ga-yong had turned into a blood demon. Half of his blood was his own, and the other half was someone else’s. He was panting as if he was out of breath, and his arms and legs were shaking. Even so, the flames flickering in his eyes were still hot. And in his hand he held a longsword that had been used by someone else.

“Good. I like it.”

What did Jin Ga-yong like?

All sorts of things were like that. He liked the fact that the sword he had picked up was well-balanced. He liked that there were still many people to kill, even after killing so many. Most of all, he liked that the moon had not risen on this cruel night. Only three days ago, he had longed for the full moon, but now that he thought about it, it was fortunate that they had not seen each other. He suddenly felt ashamed to show his blood-soaked appearance like this.

But who will listen to and sympathize with Jin Ga-yong’s feelings now?

The person who faced Jin Ga-yong was no exception, so he asked curiously.

“What’s so good about it?”

Jin Ga-yong silently waved the longsword he was holding. Then, his opponent smiled like a child and greeted him with delight.

“I’m glad you picked the weapon you like. I was already a bit uneasy about taking advantage of a young junior’s exhaustion to come forward. And if the weapon is a mess, what will Gangho’s friends think of Nobu? Well, I’m glad.”

An old man in black robes who identified himself as ‘Nobu’ spoke as such. Then, an old man standing next to him in white robes who looked exactly like him spoke with a tearful face as if he was complaining.

“But, young Madou, keep this in mind. Even though we are saving face, don’t expect that we won’t fight together. We have been one since birth, and we have always fought together up until this day. Whether the enemy is one or a hundred, the two of us have always been together. Do you understand?”

“…Who are you?”

“Have you ever heard of the ‘Two Strange Things’?”

The old man with a smiling face was a monster, and the old man with a sad face was a monster. The twin monsters of Fantian. They were absolute beings who ruled over some areas of Jilin Province and Inner Mongolia. Finally, the closest masters of Hoyeonsang, who had been just watching, stepped forward to take Jin Ga-yong’s life.