Crazy Woman VS Three Demons – 2

The Righteous Sect’s army behind Thunder Sword, and the Black Heaven Cult’s forces behind the Three Demons, did not dare to move rashly.

They remained frozen like objects in a painting, only occasionally reminded of their living humanity by the sound of swallowing or the sight of them swaying in a sudden gust of wind.

The only ones moving freely were Thunder Sword and the Three Demons.

And Inho, teetering on the brink of death.

“Young Cult Leader…”

Youngma spoke with concern, seeing the Young Cult Leader’s weakened state for some reason.

“That person is the Young Cult Leader.”

Sword Demon quietly said, observing Youngma and Power Demon’s reactions.

Was it because of the enemies’ focus on the Young Cult Leader?

Namgoong Soyeon lifted Inho, who looked like he was about to collapse, and hugged him tightly, saying,

“It’s all your fault Gang Gongja is having such a hard time. What should I do? He’s sweating like rain.”

“……..”

Malnutrition, dehydration, and being dragged onto the battlefield by Thunder Sword.

The burden placed on Inho’s body was too much for an ordinary person to bear.

“Is she even in her right mind?”

“Are your eyes just for show? Isn’t it obvious?”

Power Demon, dumbfounded by Thunder Sword’s words, quietly asked Youngma, who became annoyed.

Youngma clicked his tongue and observed Namgoong Soyeon.

She was someone who had often faced Thunder Sword.

Thunder Sword’s energy was refined, clear, and radiant.

But in that short time, something had happened, and her energy had changed completely.

It was murky, turbulent, and overflowing with red.

Had she touched some forbidden art? Youngma was speechless at the drastic change.

“By the way…”

Breaking the long silence, Sword Demon asked.

“Bringing the Young Cult Leader here means you attacked the Black Heaven Cult.”

At Sword Demon’s words, Youngma and Power Demon realized what they had forgotten and looked at Thunder Sword in dismay.

“No, could it be…”

“Did Zhuge…?”

At their reaction, Thunder Sword chuckled, still holding Inho.

“Ah, yes, that’s right. He was very, very persistent.”

“He’s not… alive, is he?”

Sword Demon asked slowly, and Thunder Sword smiled.

“Of course not~”

“You son of a bitch!!!”

“Hey! You idiot!”

Provoked by Thunder Sword, Youngma drew his dagger and charged.

Power Demon tried to stop him, but Youngma was not slow enough to be caught.

“Die!!”

Youngma, who had already gotten behind Thunder Sword, was about to strike down with his dagger.

Suddenly, Thunder Sword’s body blurred.

Clang!

Thunder Sword, who was already next to Youngma, slashed at his waist with her sword, and Sword Demon’s greatsword intervened in its trajectory.

“Wow… you reacted to that?”

Thunder Sword praised Sword Demon as if he was truly commendable. She still held Inho in her left arm.

“You can’t fight me with one hand.”

Sword Demon took a stance, preparing for battle.

“Youngma, don’t lose your cool. Hui’s death is regrettable, but if you’re consumed by emotion, the sharpness of your blade will dull.”

“…I’m sorry.”

Youngma said as he stood up, his posture broken.

[Don’t think of the Thunder Sword from before. I don’t know why, but she has become stronger.]

Sword Demon’s telepathic message was directed at Youngma and Power Demon.

[We must eliminate her as quickly as possible. The enemy’s forces are still, but if we drag this out, they will attack our forces.]

[And… we must rescue the Young Cult Leader as soon as possible.]

“What are you guys whispering about so secretly?”

Namgoong Soyeon, who noticed their telepathic conversation, sneered.

She slightly loosened her grip on Inho’s waist, whom she had been holding tightly with her left arm.

“Gang Gongja, please bear with it a little longer. I’ll bring you a very delicious meal.”

Namgoong Soyeon, who had placed Inho in a suitable spot, took a stance.

A red aura slowly began to rise from her shoulders and back.

“She absorbed energy. The abnormal energy within her, and the rapid growth in a short time,”

Sword Demon said, observing carefully.

“Yeah, so what? Everyone I meet keeps talking about Energy Absorption and Blood demons. It’s so boring.”

“It’s sad. I was hoping to at least talk to you with swords.”

Sword Demon said, sounding genuinely disappointed, and Namgoong Soyeon burst into laughter.

“Is it impossible now? Or is that just the whining of a loser who thinks that skill gained through Energy Absorption doesn’t count?”

“Of course, for someone walking the path of the sword to fall into heresy. But it’s not an excuse I’m making because I think I’ll lose. It’s not like I’m going to lose to you.”

Sword Demon retorted just as smoothly.

“Can you handle those words?”

“I am Sword Demon. I don’t lie. The only person I can’t beat is the Cult Leader.”

The war of nerves was coming to an end, and they put strength in their legs, ready to dash out at any moment.

Whoosh!

As the greatsword cut through the air, the wind from the blade ruffled her hair.

Not the sharp sword energy that could cut through an army’s waist, but just the wind created by the sword.

It had no killing power, but it was enough as a provocation.

“Your blood doesn’t look that tasty, but I need to fill my stomach.”

Cracking her neck, Namgoong Soyeon released her energy.

A thick, blood-red aura that made the atmosphere tremble and terrified those who saw it.

Sword Demon also raised his energy to counter it.

The collision of a dark blue aura and a crimson aura.

Energy and energy waged a war of occupation, leaving space between them.

As the energy repeatedly pushed and pulled, the sound of it being neutralized with a bang signaled the two swordsmen to dash towards each other.