Chapter - 496 Episode 496. I'll let you remember. (1)



찰박.



얕은 개울물을 밟는 듯한 소리가 울렸다.



찰박.



걸음을 뗄 때마다 그 소리는 조금씩 더 질척해졌다.



수십 년을 도가(道家)의 길을 걸으며 수양했음에도, 매화검존은 여전히 평정을 유지하는 것이 서툴다는 평을 받았다.



But for now no one would discuss composure with him.



What he stepped on now is not water, but blood.



His face was horribly distorted.



The bodies were piled up like mountains, and the blood that flowed out became me. When I stopped walking, I could feel the blood soaked in my feet rising up to my ankles and seeping in vividly.



I didn't want to believe all this.



"This……."



The Sea of Poison.



Otherwise, how am I supposed to describe what's happening in front of him?



My fingertips trembled automatically.



"How come a human being...….”



Of course I know.



This is a war.



War is nothing more than killing an opponent after all.



Nevertheless, I could not help the nausea and anger that came from the stomach. This is because the cruelty that swept this place has gone beyond what he can think of.



How can a man slaughter a man like this?



Even if you crush an ant, it can't be more brutal and ruthless.



Wood.



A sound of bone crushing came out of my tight fist that turned white. The blood vessels on the back of the hand were shaking.



And then....



"…Sook."



A very faint voice grazed my ear.



Chung-Myung's eyes turned violently. Before the head could judge, his body was already being shot into one place like a ray of light.



After digging up the bodies that had been piled up in layers in an instant, he grabbed the hands of Quilted, who had not yet lost consciousness.



"And, brightness! Hey, Myung-do!"



Then, he breathed his energy through the cold cooling hands of Myeongdo.



Chung-Myung's voice was uncharacteristically shaky.



"And... Myoung. It's okay, huh? I'll...…I……."



However, Chung-Myung's eyes, which turned to the lower body of Myeongdo, were in despair.



(sighs)



Crushed lips were torn and blood was dripping down.



I couldn't see below Myeongdo's waist.



Even if Daerah Shin-sun came back alive, not him, he would not be able to save it.



But what would you say?



"It's all right, it's all right, Myoung. I'll treat you. Myeong-do, you punk. What? Don't worry."



"…Living in private."



"Yes! Yes, my name!"



Myeongdo's face quickly began to lose vitality. On the verge of death, he breathed desperately to say something.



"…shi……oh. Sa…sook."



"…Are you Myeongdo?"



Myeongdo's face, which was panting and struggling to speak, slowly became frightened.



"Dah, sweet…… Run away...….”



I was embarrassed by Chung-Myung's face, who listened desperately.



Who is he?



It is the Maehwa Screening Chung-Myung, called the Three Great Inspections.



No, the word "three major inspections" was not enough. If he had made up his mind, wouldn't it be clear that the modifier in front of him would have become the world's best sword, not the world's top examination?



And there's no one in Hawsan who doesn't know that.



But run?



To him?



"From what the hell?"



The question did not last very long.



"처…… Heavenly Demon…….”



Holding Myeongdo's hand desperately, Chung-Myung's hand gained strength.



"…Sa…Sook. It's so sweet…"…run away…."



Myeongdo, who was barely breathing, stopped talking. The pupil, which was full of pain, was loosened.



Feeling the strength drained from his grip, Chung-Myung shook his head.The taste of iron spread out in my mouth.



Blood from the torn lips fell on his chin.



"……Heavenly Demon."



The person responsible for this terrible sight.



the man who killed his own quality



A demon who rules 100,000 mountains and shakes the world.



"Heavenly Demon!"



Chung-Myung grabbed the sword and pulled himself up.



"You son of a b*tc*. I'll kill you for sure.….”



It was then.



Chung-Myung's mouth shut automatically. At the same time, the movement stopped.



"What is it?"



It was strange. Chung-Myung himself didn't understand why he stopped talking and acting.



This was not his will.



To be exact, Chung-Myung's body stopped everything on its own without following his will.



Even that wasn't the end of it.



His head slowly began to turn to one side, irrespective of his will. Chung-Myung's head rattled to one side, just as the rusty cogwheels clasped and clumped together.



And…….



His pupils gradually dilated.



people



Yeah, it was a person.



But…….



Can I call that a person?



The sky turned red with the sunset. the earth stained with blood



A man was walking slowly in this land of death, where it was hard to breathe due to the bloody smell.



Chung-Myung's body began to experience minor cramps.



A sense of vomiting poured in.



My stomach was upset and I couldn't even breathe.



As if there was a sense of incompatibility pouring out, my head felt dizzy and dizzy in front of me.



That's...



That's not something you can call a person.



That's...



It was an overwhelming pressure that Chung-Myung had never felt before in his life.



'That' didn't blend in with anything.



Heaven and earth, a man between them.



Something different between everything that forms the world and flows along its course. To reject the flow of the world alone.



Alone.



Stronger than ever.



I could tell. I have no choice but to know.



How can you not know even if someone doesn't explain it to you or if it's the first time you've seen it?



There is only one name for that if that exists under heaven.



"……Heavenly Demon(天魔)."



The control of the horse. And a servant.



Evil, the only ruler of the church who trampled on the world, and that would never be again.



Chung-Myung's eyes were on Heavenly Demon as if they were possessed.



His oddly black hair grew out of control and was almost black, white and pale without any blood.



Unlike the horsemen, the white clothes were clean without blemishes. Red embroidery, embroidered in between white white like snow, added to the sense of incompatibility.



Isn't that funny?



The fact that a man who slaughtered many of these people but did not get a drop of blood on his body is wearing a white robe with red embroidery.



Isn't that funny?



I mean, isn't it ridiculous?



"This……."



The sound of tooth grinding came out of Chung-Myung's twisted mouth.



Know



That is chaos.



I could see at once why Myeongdo told him to run away.



The overwhelming presence of plum blossoms.



Fear to the extent that the heart will tighten itself.



A body that had never betrayed his will in his life screamed.



Run away.



Get out of here right now.



But Chung-Myung didn't run away. No, I couldn't run away.To avenge the dead?



Because you finally got a chance to face Heavenly Demon?



You're welcome.



That's not what's holding Chung-Myung.



There was only one reason why Chung-Myung could not step down despite the fear that he would rather go crazy.



"……look at me."



Chung-Myung's face was distorted like a demon.



Chung-Myung is standing here.



He was still breathing alive on the earth, where only death was left.



But Heavenly Demon's eyes did not turn to him.



That fact was unbearable to Chung-Myung.



Does a human being who stomped and killed an ant flock turn to an ant running away?



Of course it could be.



But it may not be so.



It can be trampled to death because it is so insignificant, or it can be left alone because it is so insignificant.



Now for Heavenly Demon, Chung-Myung was just an ant wriggling among a herd of decimated ants.



That's why I didn't look away. Because even his life and death are insignificant.



And…… that's exactly what made Chung-Myung unbearable.



"……look at me."



Chung-Myung's eyes are bloodshot.



"Look at me, you son of a b*tc*!"



Did he reach his voice?



Heavenly Demon, who was walking alone in the blood-stained world, slowly turned to Chung-Myung.



Even from a long distance, his eyes looked exactly Chung-Myung.



“…….”



Black eyes that can only be described as endless darkness.



In front of that gaze, Chung-Myung shivered with goose bumps.



There isn't.



There was nothing in that eye.



No emotion, no will, nothing.



How can a person's eyes be like that?



All I could find in those indifferent eyes was a deep futility.



After a while, Heavenly Demon turned his head again and began walking as if he had lost interest in him. That brief glimpse was all.



"Huh……."



Chung-Myung laughed in vain.



You can't even see it?’



You're saying it's not worth dealing with?



Whew.



Chung-Myung, who bit his teeth to the point of breaking, pulled out the sword.



"Then I'll let you remember."



Fear gripped his whole body and his arms and legs trembled, but Chung-Myung rolled up the corners of his mouth.



"I will not let you forget me until the moment you die!"



Climbing up the stormy history, Chung-Myung stormed the floor and rushed toward Heavenly Demon.



Towards the despair that engulfed the world.



And a month later.



All the forces of the Middle East climbed 100,000 mountains to kill Heavenly Demon.



None of them.



I couldn't make it back alive.



* * *



"Chung-Myung아!"



Flinch.



Chung-Myung looked forward with his eyes wide open.



"Are you all right?"



"Living room?"



"Why are you sweating like this? What's wrong with you?"



It was only after a while that I knew it was a dream.



Chung-Myung reached out reflexively and wiped away the cold sweat on his forehead. My whole body was wet with sweat.



"…darn it."



“…….”



Chung-Myung spat out abusive language. Baek Cheon looked at Chung-Myung's complexion without blaming him or asking why.



Anyone who saw Chung-Myung's face now would have made the same choice.



Chung-Myung, who was silent for a moment, sprang up.



"……wait a minute."



"Yeah."



And went straight outside.



a cold land in the North Sea a makeshift home built by digging into the land



Coming out to the entrance, which is facing upward, the cold wind of the North Sea began to cool down the sweaty body.“…….”



But Chung-Myung didn't even feel the chill and just looked up at the dark sky with a firm face.



'Heavenly Demon.'



It's despair.



Despair that takes everything



Crunch.



Chung-Myung gritted his teeth.



Whenever I thought of Heavenly Demon, I felt like lava was flowing through my stomach. Inevitable anger and helpless despair. The hatred and the fear of freezing the heart, which seemed to be bleached white, were mixed and stirred.



His last breathtaking day.



That day, the sight of 100,000 mountains still bothered him persistently. Sometimes a terrible nightmare, sometimes a terrible memory.



It was like glue that wouldn't fall off.



The death penalty, the death penalty, and even the qualifications.



Their faces, which had died without even closing their eyes, would never be forgotten until the day Chung-Myung died again.



'Never again.’



It's not supposed to be in the world.



No one knows.



Nobody.



What Heavenly Demon is. What Heavenly Demon is like.



It takes everything away. Not life, not life, not fate.



"…Resurrection?"



Blood stood in Chung-Myung's eyes.



Don't be funny, you son of a b*tc*.



There is no land in the world where Heavenly Demon can stand again. Chung-Myung will make it so.



Never again.



No one in the world can take Hwasan out of his hands.



Again…….