Who threatened Cheonma Hara with a knife - Chapter 166



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Who threatened to call me Cheonmahara with a knife? Episode 166

God is great (3)

‘Oh, Allah?’

Thanks to the shouts of the enemies, Ichimoku realizes what religion the enemies believe in and makes a strange expression.

The flames of Allah flew in all directions, east, west, south, and north.

“Haaaah!”

Black Tiger Master Gu Yang-hyeok quickly swung his sword in the air with a shout.

Following the path he swung, a magical wind of swords flew towards the Flame of Allah.

Starting with Gu Yang-hyeok’s Taoist Wind, Bu Dan-ju and several members, and the instructors of the Magic Academy including Chu Il-hwan each brandished their weapons.

Eventually, the flame of Allah was blocked by the wind they had created, but the problem was that this was a mountain.

The flames began to spread through the surrounding bushes, centered around the river.

“Allahu Akbar!!”

Once again, the fanatics charged towards them, shouting a familiar voice.

At first glance, it felt like everything was going dark.

I have lived my life calling the followers of the Cheonmasingyo cult fanatics, but I never thought that in modern times, I would come across true fanatics that I had only seen on the news.

At that moment, the cry of the Black Tiger Leader awakened Ichimoku’s spirit.

“Followers of the Great Heavenly Demon Sect will not abandon their comrades! Just hold out until those who have been poisoned wake up!”

The reason why I was just waiting for Allah’s magicians to create the fireworks.

That was because those who were poisoned had not yet completely expelled the poison.

Is it because of Goo Yang-hyeok’s shout, or is it because they are crazy guys who like to fight?

“Come!”

“I will send it to King Yeomra!!”

The demon cultists maintained their formation and shouted in a spirited tone.

In the center, those who had been poisoned by drinking river water were using their internal energy to drive out the poison, while those who were healthy surrounded them in a circle to block the enemies.

Thanks to his non-addictive nature, Ichimoku had no choice but to face the enemies on the front lines.

Enemies rush in with their weapons drawn, babbling in an unknown language I’ve never heard before.

It was a familiar gaze.

For those who blindly believe in something, this is something they have already seen enough times to be tired of.

“Fuck.”

Ilmok spat out a curse and drew his sword.

The enemy numbers were too great.

Just like when we fought the bandits last time, it wasn’t a situation where we could just take it easy and use martial arts or knives.

Crunch!

An unpleasant, cutting sound echoes through the battlefield.

Black Tiger Master Gu Yang-hyeok swung his sword with lightning speed, and the sword energy that erupted from his sword flew through the space, cutting off the head of the fanatic running towards him from the front line.

dump.

Whether it was unaware of its own death or due to inertia, the corpse ran a few more steps forward before collapsing with a crash.

Blood flowed from the corpse’s neck and soaked the floor.

As if to foreshadow what would happen here.

Crunch.

And the corpse of the one who ran ahead and died is trampled and crushed by the feet of his comrades.

“حسب مشيئة الله”

“Almost always”

Fanatics who do not care about the death of their comrades, and instead, run towards them with even greater fire in their eyes.

But they chose the wrong enemy.

“Heavenly Horse has arrived!!”

“Manmaangbok!!!”

Despite the intimidating appearance of the fanatics, the warriors of the Cheonmasingyo were not intimidated.

The fanatics who were rushing in from all directions eventually clashed with the followers of the Cheonmasin Church who had formed a formation.

Crunch!!

visor!!

The sound of clashing metal and cutting noises from all directions.

“Allahu Akbar!!”

“Oh, Heavenly Horse!! Give me strength!!”

A cry for God.

“Kuaaaah!!”

“Die!!”

Screams and evil shouts mix together.

It was an incredibly bizarre sight.

Everyone there was looking for God, but rather than being holy, it was a sight full of malice and murder.

And even Il-mok, standing in the middle of that contradictory place, could not be free from that malice.

“Mot”

A middle-aged man with rolled eyes and an incomprehensible scream swung his sword at him. In addition, the man next to him also filled the gap by swinging his spear.

At that blatant and sincere murderous intent, Ichimoku gritted his teeth.

-Kill him!

– Human flesh and bones are painting, and blood is food!

– Draw the most beautiful sword!!

The scream of side effects was screaming in my head. I wanted to ignore that scream, but Ichimoku was not stupid.

Because if I just stood there stupidly, I would have died.

“Shut up you pervert!!”

Ilmok swung his sword, cursing at the ego of the Talhonmujeonggeom.

His sword moves gracefully, striking curved blades.

visor!

visor!!

The curved sword that collided with his sword filled with internal energy was pushed back, and collided with the spear wielded by another fanatic.

As the two weapons clashed, the two fanatics hesitated.

Wedge!

The optimal path is drawn, and a beautiful silver trajectory is embroidered in the air.

Two corpses, with their throats cut off, fell to the floor.

In a space full of contradictions, Ichimoku also gave himself over to contradictions.

Because I had to curse the ego of the Talhonmujeonggeom and do whatever he wanted.

My first murder.

But, whether it was because of the influence of the magic or because the situation was so urgent, I didn’t feel an overwhelming sense of guilt or like a monster.

Only an inexplicable uneasiness made me feel uncomfortable.

Perhaps, it was because I saw the faces of the two corpses at the moment of decapitation.

The faces of the two decapitated corpses were neither angry nor sad.

Was laughing.

The reason I didn’t feel guilty, the reason an inexplicable feeling of unease crawled up like a bug, maybe it was because of that smile.

“Fuck.”

Between swearing to vent one’s frustrations.

Another enemy charged at Ichimoku, swinging his sword.

Kwajik!

He was trampling on the corpse of his colleague, whose head had just been cut off.

“You crazy kids.”

Immediately after Ilmok, who had been mumbling curses, hit the song.

Ichimoku realized too late that he had been mistaken.

Their madness was so extreme that it was difficult to describe it as something as crazy as trampling on the corpses of their comrades.

Wheeeeeeeek!!

Arrows, nets, and other things fly in from the rear of the enemies.

Towards the center of the battlefield where enemies and allies are fighting in a chaotic manner.

puck!

“Ugh… .”

Most of them were stabbed in the backs of fanatics who were not members of the cult, but rather allies, as if they were targets.

But some flew beyond their fellows and targeted the cultists.

Screams and groans from being hit by arrows are heard everywhere.

“shit!”

And someone else is caught in the net, struggling and cursing.

“Allahu Akbar!!”

Now, with a shout that was so loud that it almost made one curse just by hearing it, Allah’s wand once again blew its fire.

Towards the battlefield where friendly and enemy forces are mixed together.

“… … .”

Now that the bathtub car is no longer coming out, Ichimoku looked at his enemies burning to death with a speechless face.

Because of that attitude of not caring about the death of a colleague.

No, because of their smiling faces even as their backs become targets for arrows from friendly fire and they burn to death.

The battle had only just begun and the tide had not yet set in, but it already seemed as if new water was rising.

It was a complete misunderstanding.

It was not that they did not care about death. Rather, they celebrated the death of their comrades and did not look forward to their own death.

They had already been informed by Mukhtar Khan that this battle was a holy war.

In their scriptures, it is said, ‘O you who believe, fight the disbelievers who are near you, and let them know that you are severe, for God is always with the righteous.’ So whenever they went into battle against the disbelievers, God was always with them.

If one is with God and loses his life in the temple for God, wouldn’t he naturally go to paradise after death?

Also, in their scriptures, it is said that in that paradise there are all kinds of trees and fruits, special wines, and above all, you can have seventy-two virgins as your wives.

Death in the temple was not a fearful thing for them.

Rather, it could be said to be the fastest shortcut to paradise.

“Allahu Akbar!!”

The result of the fanatics wanting to quickly get to paradise and the fanatics believing that their comrades would go to paradise anyway even if they died was a miserable one.

Mutilated corpses are strewn everywhere, and their blood stains the grass red.

The flames created by Allah’s wand were burning the mountain, and the signal flare lit by the Black Tiger Lord was adding green smoke.

However, the fanatics’ joint attack did not end with sending the allies to paradise unconditionally.

“Shit!!”

In this insane onslaught that did not distinguish between friend and foe, many casualties occurred even among the cultists.

Most of them were members of the Black Tigers.

But it wasn’t because they were incompetent.

The officials, who were not even familiar with actual combat, let alone melee combat, were unable to come to their senses from the fanatics’ insane onslaught, and many of them were injured while trying to protect them.

“I’m sorry, senior… .”

“Swing your sword more instead of apologizing!!”

While the Black Tiger members and the officials were fighting.

“Mot”

The fanatics began to rampage even more, rejoicing at the casualties inflicted on their enemies.

However, the cult did not collapse on its own.

“Sorry I’m late!!”

“Injured people, step back!!”

It was thanks to those who had exorcised all the poison with their internal energy that they rose one by one and joined the battlefield.

In the midst of the chaos, Goo Yang-hyeok’s eyes, which were calmly observing the situation, blazed with fire.

“Haat!”

As Goo Yang-hyeok opened the hidden Seongmyeongjeolgi with a shout, a dark trajectory was embroidered in the air one after another.

Crunch!

Crunch!

A path made of human flesh, muscles, bones, and blood was opened.

“Instructors of the Magic Academy, lead the students and get out quickly!!”

Goo Yang-hyeok, who had poured all his energy into clearing a path, held out alone and gave instructions to prevent the fanatics from blocking the path again.

As soon as his command was given, the instructors and assistants helped him and widened the path, and Chu Il-hwan shouted additionally.

“Officials, follow us!!”

In the midst of all this, one of the officials screamed in a crazy manner.

“It’s outrageous to run away to the unmanned people of the Cheonmasingyo!!”

It was a lonely battle.

While everyone was busy fighting the enemy, Ichimoku shouted in evil spirit on behalf of the others.

“Because of us, our seniors can’t fight properly, you idiot!!!”

“!!!”

Dokgo-pae’s face turned pale in shock at the thought that he was not helping but rather getting in the way. As the eldest grandson of the Dokgo family, these were words he could never have imagined.

But Ilmok had no time to consider Dokgo-pae’s circumstances.

visor!

After blocking the spear of the fanatic who was rushing towards him, Ichimoku used his rebounding power to perform a light attack and approach Dokgo-pae.

And then he flew while holding onto the back of Dokgo’s neck.

“If running away now is humiliating, then go back alive and build up your skills! For now, survival is the priority!”

With that shout, Ilmok ran towards the path that Gu Yang-hyeok and the instructors had created.

“shit….”

Only then did Dokgo-pae come to his senses, and he struck away Ilmok’s hand that was holding the back of his neck, then gritted his teeth and performed a light attack.

Immediately after the two of them left the city, Goo Yang-hyeok sent a message to Bu Dan-ju.

– Get out with the injured members. We’ll buy some more time and then get out.

– Your honor.

In the midst of the urgency, Bu Dan-ju followed Gu Yang-hyeok’s instructions without expressing even a hint of doubt.

It was dangerous to send only the officials, instructors, and assistants of the Magic Academy, because they did not know the exact geography of Cheonmandaesan.

The injured and disabled members needed to be guides and lead them to safety.

also.

‘If only the officials and the wounded escape, there’s nothing to be done to the leader.’

Bu Dan-ju had faith in the skills of Gu Yang-hyeok and the members of the Heukhodan.

“حسب مشيئة الله”

“Almost always”

While Goo Yang-hyeok and the Black Tiger members were making their way through and buying time, Bu Dan-ju and the injured members also escaped through the passage and joined the followers of the Magic Hall.

“Allahu Akbar!!”

“Die!!”

How long did it take for him to run away with all his might, ignoring the cries of the fanatics and the screams of the Black Tiger members coming from behind?

By now, there was no longer any shouting, no cutting, no clashing of metal.

“Fuck….”

“Tsk.”

The Black Tiger Corps’ Vice-Chief let out a small curse, and Instructor Chu Il-hwan clicked his tongue with an expression full of annoyance.

And soon enough, it became clear why they reacted that way.

Through the bushes on all sides, more fanatics were approaching.