Crazy Woman VS Three Demons – 4

The few remaining tendons were gradually tearing away, revealing the exposed cross-section.

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Ggrrrk

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Kkehkkehk

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Kkirik

Unnatural, grotesque sounds emanated from the mass of flesh that could hardly be called Namgoong Soyeon.

“Wow… you’re quite something?”

Thunder Demon clapped his hands, approached Youngma, and extended his hand.

Having exhausted all her strength, Youngma caught her breath and took his hand.

“I wouldn’t have been able to do it alone.”

Led up by Thunder Demon, she bowed to Sword Demon and said.

The Three Demons passed Namgoong Soyeon and went to Inho.

Seeing the Young Cult Leader’s gaunt face, Thunder Demon and Youngma’s hearts sank.

“Young Cult Leader…”

According to the Cult Leader, his dantian was destroyed, making him unable to learn Martial arts.

Seeing that an ordinary person who had only trained his body had come all the way from the Black Heaven Cult to Anhui in such a short time, it was easy to guess how much he had been overworked.

“Youngma…?”

“Yes, Young Cult Leader. Youngma is here.”

As Inho called out Youngma’s name in his faint consciousness, Youngma burst into tears.

She felt that it was all her fault that he had become like this.

Passing by Youngma, Sword Demon knelt on one knee and greeted him.

“Young Cult Leader, this is Sword Demon. From now on, I will serve you.”

As if handling a delicate glass ornament, Sword Demon carefully touched his body and helped him up.

The Young Cult Leader’s legs trembled like a newborn goat as he stepped on the ground.

“The Cult Leader is not far away.”

Youngma, having composed her intense emotions, took the lead, with Sword Demon supporting the Young Cult Leader in the middle, and Thunder Demon at the rear.

Thunder Demon was wary of a possible ambush by the Martial Arts Alliance forces.

However, they were shocked by the sight of Thunder Sword and the fact that he had been killed in one blow, and remained motionless.

It was when Inho slowly passed by Namgoong Soyeon.

-Pshwick

“Huh?”

A very small sound was heard, and Thunder Demon, who was at the very back, felt his body becoming heavy.

A stinging sensation was felt on his left hand, and he saw a red energy wriggling like an earthworm, piercing through his palm and rising up.

Small sounds continued, and red bundles began to be embedded in his body.

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Pshwick

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Pshwick

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Pshwick

“Everyone, get out of the way!!”

At the same time as the small sounds were heard, Thunder Demon threw himself forward.

He calculated that others besides himself would be targeted.

At Thunder Demon’s urgent cry, the group that was going ahead turned around.

What caught their eyes was the sight of Thunder Demon with red bundles embedded all over his body.

“Thunder Demon!”

“Haha… this bastard isn’t dead yet?”

At Sword Demon’s shout, Thunder Demon said, bleeding.

He tried to remove the bundle embedded in his shoulder, but it did not budge, like a deeply rooted old tree.

And it slowly began to suck his blood.

“Kkeueueueuk!”

Thunder Demon groaned at the sensation of his life force being sucked away.

“Thunder Demon!”

“Don’t come closer!!! Look around you now.”

Thunder Demon stopped Youngma, who was running towards him.

Only then did Youngma look around and gasp, swallowing her breath.

Something was embedded in the necks of the Martial Arts Alliance and Black Heaven Cult forces that had been facing each other.

Only Sword Demon, Youngma, and Inho were free.

Those who were having their life force sucked away could only make sounds like “uh uh uh.”

The weak ones collapsed to the ground, and even the stronger ones who were at a higher level could only last a few more minutes before collapsing as well.

The same was true for Thunder Demon.

Thunder Demon’s face turned white, and when he finally knelt down, Sword Demon looked at him with pity.

People’s life force flowed through the bundles towards the lump of flesh that had been Namgoong Soyeon.

Each time the thick red liquid entered the lump of flesh, new flesh sprouted from the severed cross-section.

“Ah… I wanted to have a bottle of liquor. Damn it.”

As Thunder Demon, who had been wearing a playful smile, lost consciousness and collapsed, Namgoong Soyeon, who had completely recovered, was standing before them.

“Young Master… where are you going, leaving me behind?”

Her eyes did not reflect Sword Demon and Youngma.

She only saw Inho’s face.

-Kang!

Sword Demon’s sword collided with Namgoong Soyeon’s arm, which had reached out to Inho with explosive acceleration.

His posture, holding the greatsword with one hand, was unstable.

“Youngma! Take the Young Cult Leader and go to the Cult Leader! Hurry!”

“We can definitely get out of here together.”

Youngma said, receiving the Young Cult Leader from Sword Demon, but Sword Demon flatly rejected her suggestion.

“No, it’s impossible. I’ll buy some time.”

“But….”

“You’re the fastest among us. You must take the Young Cult Leader to a safe place.”

Sword Demon smiled faintly as he saw Youngma urging him with an almost pleading voice.

“……”

Sword Demon spoke to Youngma, who was as silent as a clam.

“Everything is.”

“…as the Heavenly Demon wills.”

Youngma received Sword Demon’s words. Carefully holding the Young Cult Leader, Youngma ran away without looking back.

She had sustained injuries from the previous battle, so she was slower than before, but still fast enough.

“I’ll hold out as long as I can.”

Sword Demon muttered, watching Youngma’s back disappear, then raised his weapon.

Similarly, Namgoong Soyeon, seeing Inho moving away, tried to chase after Youngma.

“Your opponent is me.”

Sword Demon grabbed Namgoong Soyeon’s ankle as she leaped into the air and slammed her into the ground.

“Obstacle… maker?”

Namgoong Soyeon, who had finally recognized Sword Demon, charged at Sword Demon, spewing out ominous energy.

Youngma carried Inho on her back and ran frantically.

She resented her legs, which were not moving as fast as she wanted.

‘If we go to the Cult Leader!’

With the belief that the Cult Leader would surely solve the problem, she urged herself on.

A cold wind blew once from behind.

The wind brushed past her calf, and blood splattered from the spot where it had brushed, causing her to lose her balance and fall.

Inho, who had been flying through the air, crashed to the ground and rolled on the dirt floor.

“Young Cult Leader!!”

She, for whom the safety of the Young Cult Leader was more important than her own body, tried to get up and approach him.

But her body would not move.

The strength in her legs drained away from the deeply cut wound.

And Namgoong Soyeon, who had somehow followed them, was looking at her with disheveled hair, holding Sword Demon’s greatsword in one hand.

“Give him back. Give him back. Give me back. Give me back my Young Master!!!”

Filled with madness, she raised the greatsword high.

As Youngma watched the sword heading towards her head, she tightly closed her eyes.

-Bang!!

At the sound of the air exploding, Youngma carefully opened her eyes, and there was a familiar figure in front of her.

“Who the hell are you again!!”

Namgoong Soyeon, who had been knocked sideways as if she had been punched in the face, rushed at him, and Heavenly Demon thrust his fist into her stomach.

“Eugek!”

Namgoong Soyeon screamed unsightly and flew backwards.

“Don’t covet what you shouldn’t. You crazy thing.”

Black flames blazed fiercely from Heavenly Demon’s body as he shook the fist he had thrown a couple of times.