episode_0157

The nameless one, the nameless one, bit his lip as he watched the situation unfold before his eyes.

The blood that had leaked out coated his tongue, giving it a bitter taste, and it helped him wake up from his unknown spirit.

The nameless man shook his head roughly and recalled.

‘…something is wrong.’

If everything had gone according to plan, that karma should have come to him, not Cheonharang.

It should have reached transcendence based on him.

In the past, no, in the days when he had no name, he had to regain the power he had.

Why?

Because the nameless body is weak now. Most of its karma was used to transcend time.

The remaining karma was only to send a medium to come here.

But, despite countless reasons, he failed.

Cheonharang made that business his own.

So, he cannot put the world in his own hands.

You can’t lock yourself in a cage you’ve created.

I need to keep you by my side for the rest of my life, but I no longer have the strength to do so.

Therefore, he cannot be happy.

“…”

Where did it go wrong?

Is it a problem that I couldn’t overcome my greed and came here too hastily?

It may be a mistake to underestimate Cheonharang as a coward.

Or, it might have been a mistake to ask Cheonharang to kill the Demon King.

If not that.

Was my greed wrong from the beginning?

“…”

Myeong closed his eyes and recalled.

How many times have I asked myself the question, and always come up with the same answer.

‘Nothing to say.’

He was not wrong.

I don’t even think of myself as selfish.

It is human nature to pursue happiness, but he simply followed it.

If someone tries to throw a stone at me, I will go and ask them directly.

The real evil is not oneself, but the God who has put oneself in this fate. Blame the God who has made the only happiness out of countless possibilities come from this selfishness.

‘Since ancient times, evil has arisen from the absence of good.’

After gathering his thoughts, Myeong opened his closed eyes and began to stroke his sword.

What should I do?

The original plan has already gone awry.

If you cannot gain the upper hand in force against Cheonharang, you will not be able to do it.

So, should I give up?

no.

If I was going to give up at this point, I wouldn’t have done something crazy like leaping through time.

and.

It’s not like there are no other ways.

The suction cup used by Cheonharang.

Using him, we take away Cheonharang’s karma.

how?

It’s simple.

The name of the swordsmanship that Cheonharang taught Cheonmumyung is Shinsalgeombeop (神殺劍法). It is a truly hegemonic swordsmanship that allows one to cut down a god with a human body.

In addition to that.

If you have the ability to see Cheonmu’s memories, possess his body, and have the innate talent for murder, you can definitely wield it.

so.

Just take your chance and clip her wings as she begins to fly.

Strangely enough.

She was caught in a book about her swordsmanship.

Of course, this alone won’t be enough to defeat Cheonharang, who has overwhelming power.

but.

Cheonharang cherishes this body, or to be exact, not himself, but Cheonmumyung.

Could such a heavenly being cut down this body?

Can she kill her disciple Cheonmu-myeong?

No, she can’t do that.

Foolishly enough, she loves him.

* * *

at las.

“Ha!”

Finally, I began to see the sky.

How long awaited this has been.

I feel like if I just stretch out my hand right now, I can leave my mark on that high, high place.

I stretched out my arms and took a deep breath, savoring the truly ecstatic sensation.

The breath that flows down my neck and into my lungs.

The energy that flows through my blood vessels to my danjeon.

Even though it is not processed, it does not contain any impurities.

As I opened my closed eyes, a single logic began to appear in the scenery I was seeing.

He realized it instinctively.

I may not be omnipotent, as I’ve only wielded a sword for the past 300 years, but I’m omnipotent.

There is nothing I cannot do if I put my mind to it.

How should I express these feelings?

The answer was simple.

“Children are the sole subjects of heaven and earth.”

Even authors who are called gods and worshiped by others will show their respect before me.

“This is truly outrageous!”

Even though I was reminded of that ecstasy, I felt annoyed somewhere inside me.

“Have you ever lived in this feeling?”

So, you could have ignored my earnest call!

After all, I would have just been a mere object of entertainment.

“Wait a minute.”

I will come and cut off your throats myself.

Before that,

“Anonymous.”

I still have work to do.

“… Yes.”

“Come here.”

As if an earthquake had occurred, Myeong-i, who was looking at me with shaking pupils, slowly moved his feet.

The distance is gradually getting closer.

“Anonymous.”

I opened my mouth with a deep smile on my face.

“How do I look now?”

“… You are beautiful as usual.”

He frowned at the obvious lie and asked again.

“Anonymous.”

“… Yes.”

I could tell, even though there was no mirror or anything here that I could look at myself in.

“You don’t have to lie.”

I’m not in a normal state right now.

Simply put, it does not refer to the spirit. It refers to the outward appearance.

Moo-myeong chewed his lips as if he was hesitating for a moment, then turned his head and answered.

“It’s like looking at a demon…”

“As expected.”

At the anonymous answer, I stretched out my hands toward the sky.

Should I like this or not?

If you see transcendence as proof, you should be happy, and if you see it as the aspect of me becoming a different being, you should be sad.

Right now, I felt all those emotions.

I was happy and sad at the same time.

The skin, which was originally white, has turned pale. Perhaps even more pale than the nameless skin that has been described as pale so far.

Also, the center of gravity of the head is strangely shifted to the right, which means something must have happened.

The strangeness didn’t stop there.

Clearly, despite absorbing the Demon King’s karma, the sky was still red.

It’s really strange.

The red sky, which was maintained through the energy accumulated in the Demon King’s body, still burns red even though all of that energy has disappeared.

There is no explanation other than someone’s magic influencing that sky.

So now that the Demon King is gone, where does the magical energy that turns the sky red come from?

There was no need to think deeply.

Just by seeing the energy leaving his body, he could confirm its source.

Then, why did magical energy flow through his body?

Is it because he stole the karma of the Demon King who had accumulated evil deeds, or is it because stealing the karma of others is evil deeds?

“What.”

It doesn’t matter.

It was just a question to confirm that my guess was correct.

At first, he robbed the karma to cut down those damned bastards. It would be right to call those guys who are praised as gods, but Bell himself is a devil.

“Then, anonymous.”

“… Yes.”

“No, sorry. I got your name wrong.”

He looked at the nameless man who still had a bad expression and raised the corners of his mouth.

“I just want to ask you one thing.”

The nameless face is distorted.

“Who are you?”

The nameless swan moves.

“Is this my disciple Cheonmu-myeong?”

An anonymous hand rises to the hilt of the sword.

“If not that.”

The tip of the nameless sword was pointed at me with murderous intent.

“Are you a ghost who can’t let go of your foolishness?”

Even though I know he is not my disciple.

Those eyes made my heart ache so much it tore at me.

*

The two waves of silent protest clashed with each other.

-thud!

Just by that wavelength alone, the surroundings are gradually losing their original form.

A deeply rooted tree is broken.

A building with a long history is being destroyed.

Time passed without fail, but strangely enough, the scenery of the area regressed to the past.

-thud!

The sight of the ground breaking and the sky falling made the viewers cringe.

The two at the center of it all.

The nameless man takes a deep breath and assumes a posture.

Nameless-God’s Sword Technique 4th Form

-Koo-kung!

Divine punishment

A streak of gray lightning stretches across the dry sky.

“Anonymous.”

Harang picked up the wooden sword and drew a pretty line.

Just a sword drawn horizontally.

Graceful lines are imbued with will.

Harang wished that lightning would stop.

“Can you hear me?”

And it happened.

The anonymous frowned and changed his posture.

Nameless-Shin-Sal-Geom-Beop (God-Slaying Sword Technique) 2nd style

-Tch!

Breaking the heavens

The vision is distorted.

Countless blades soar toward their prey.

“If you hear me, I’ll only say this once, so listen carefully.”

Harang picked up his wooden sword and drew a full moon.

The wooden sword seemed to be a brush, and it spread out a curtain in the shape of a circle by painting ink in the air.

-bang!

The rising blades were unable to cut through the wall blocking them and were defeated.

“I told you so because I am a member of the military.”

The anonymous man chewed his lips and straightened his posture.

Nameless-Shin-Sal-Geom-Beop (Divine Slaughter Sword Technique) 6th style

-Kugu-kung!

The fall of heaven and the destruction of the earth

The sky is falling, the earth is collapsing.

“I never dreamed that I would go against my natural instincts.”

Harang moved lightly while holding a wooden sword.

A small wind rose at the tip of the sword that moved as if fluttering, and a dark energy was painted over it.

On the fallen land, the line drawn by Harang became the land, and on the collapsed sky, the full moon drawn by Harang rose.

“Um… I feel embarrassed when I actually try to do it.”

Tiny letters written on the ground.

“My you.”

It was love.

“Joe, good… Keum! It’s nothing!”

Cherry blossoms bloomed on Harang’s face.