Return of The Mount Hua – Chapter 1334. Just remember that name (4)
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Co-Translator: Xoxo
"Don't let them escape!"
“We must kill them!”
The martial artists of Myriad Man Manor pursued Yoo Iseol desperately.
Their beast-like howls shouted until throats burst and the killing intent in their eyes was no different from during the battle in the gorge.
But their expressions and the momentum they radiated were clearly different.
They were more desperate. More determined. The light in their faces could only be described as sheer urgency and desperation.
Paaaat!
The Myriad Man Manor martial artists struck the ground with powerful force. To somehow chase down and catch Chung Myung and drive their swords into his neck. To completely end his breath.
"Catch them!"
This was their last chance. They couldn’t let it slip through their fingers.
Originally, the Myriad Man Manor martial artists do not fear enemies. They didn’t fear war, and they certainly didn’t fear death. That's why they are Myriad Man Manor. This was the pride each member of Myriad Man Manor carried in their hearts.
But that pride had been shattered entirely by the sight of Chung Myung in the gorge.
So at this point, everyone couldn't help but know.
If they let him go here, they would have to face him again one day. Whether far in the future. No, perhaps sooner than they thought.
They had watched Chung Myung annihilate the Blood Sword Platoon with their own eyes. The thought of confronting a fully healed Chung Myung in the future was a nightmare they didn’t dare to entertain.
They must kill him. They must kill him no matter what.
There was no need for discussion or gathering opinions. The moment Chung Myung was hoisted onto Yoo Iseol’s back, the resolve of everyone present united as one.
By whatever means and sacrifice, they must kill him at all costs!
"Arrghhh!"
The Myriad Man Manor martial artists charged at Yoo Iseol with tremendous momentum. Rather than humans pursuing humans, it looked like a raging torrent from a typhoon engulfing a gorge.
Tak!
Yoo Iseol desperately struck the ground.
There was no need to argue that her movement technique was the best of Mount Hua. But her internal energy too had been depleted as much as it could be from the long battle. And with the unconscious Chung Myung weighing heavily on her back, her steps were inevitably slower and heavier than usual.
“Dieeeeee!”
A Myriad Man Manor martial artist who caught up with Yoo Iseol swung his sword while screaming.
At that very moment, Yoo Iseol realized that the battles she was about to face would be entirely unlike anything she had experienced before.
Blades tore through the air with a terrifying momentum.
Not at her head but aimed at her back.
Paaat!
Kaaaaang!
Yoo Iseol’s sword swiftly intercepted the incoming dao.
Eudeuk.
Her teeth clenched tightly.
Had she been alone, this was a strike she wouldn't have needed to block.
No, it wasn’t that she wouldn’t have needed to block it—she shouldn’t have.
To forcibly deflect a blade outside one's center of mass requires more than double the usual force, and the strain on her wrist was far greater than she could have imagined.
But now she had no other choice.
Swaeaeaek!
Another blade flew at her from the side.
Normally she would have dodged with minimal movement to reduce waste, but now she couldn't. Because this wouldn't end merely with her flesh being unharmed.
Yoo Iseol twisted and shifted her body to avoid the thrusting blade. But the unbalanced movements disrupted her footing, and the perfect balance she always maintained was shattered.
Her movements were always fluid and graceful.
But that wasn’t innate. It was painstakingly woven through relentless practice, like weaving threads one by one. At its foundation naturally lay the two characters for 'balance.'
Now that balance was gone, Yoo Iseol was no longer entirely herself.
“Haat!”
A rare battle cry escaped her lips as her sword lashed out like a streak of light through the air.
If evasion wasn’t possible, there was only one solution—attack before being attacked.
"Kuaak!"
Her strike pierced cleanly through the heart of a Myriad Man Manor martial artist.
Though her sword path was different from usual, even with that twisted path Yoo Iseol's sword was powerful.
But the enemies were as desperate... No, perhaps even more desperate. Using the body of their fallen comrade as a foothold, more martial artists leaped forward like an avalanche, attempting to overwhelm her.
“Dieee!”
Sogok!
A dao swung towards Chung Myung's head narrowly missing her shoulder. Though she avoided the blade itself, the energy emanating from it sliced through her skin without mercy.
She didn’t even have time to register the pain. Yoo Iseol, throwing her body back almost horizontally, quickly spun while planting her hand on the ground.
Kwang! Kwang!
Explosions erupted where she had just been standing, as the ground's surface overturned and flew upward. Had she been even a second slower, her body would have been reduced to nothing more than mangled flesh.
Debris and shards of stone struck her body, leaving cuts and bruises. But Yoo Iseol was too busy swinging her sword with all her might to even notice the injuries.
Taaaaang!
With a sound like a whip slicing through the air, three Myriad Man Manor martial artists who had been closing in on her were cleaved in half at the waist. Hot blood and fragments of entrails rained down.
Yoo Iseol firmly gripped the ground with her hand and pulled her body up in one motion. Her nails tore and broke in the process, but she paid it no mind.
The moment her body was pulled upward, two blades flew straight to where her legs had been.
Taat!
Yoo Iseol stomped the ground and turned to face her rear once more. Running forward and focusing solely on escape would have been much faster, but she couldn’t afford to. There was no way to protect Chung Myung from sword energy flying at their backs.
She still had to face the enemy even while fleeing. In this brutal situation, Yoo Iseol endured with every fiber of her being as a barrage of blades flew toward her.
Yoo Iseol swung her sword like lightning to strike away the attacks, but it was difficult even for her to prevent all the flying sword energy at the same time.
Sogok!
The sword energy that grazed her upper arm cut through the muscles in an instant, leaving a wound deep enough to expose her bone.
Sogok!
Another sword energy nicked her side, slicing deep into her flesh and leaving a gaping wound.
Kwaaaaang!
The dao that struck her head-on didn’t manage to cut through her body, but it forcibly twisted her wrist holding the sword. Blood vessels in her wrist burst, and the pain was as though her bones were about to shatter.
She wasn’t the only one who gained freedom of movement. In the narrow confines of the gorge, the number of attackers who could strike simultaneously was limited. But the moment they left the gorge, attacks could fly from anywhere within sword energy's reach.
Dodging and blocking all of those attacks while carrying someone on her back was impossible from the start.
But instead of succumbing to despair, Yoo Iseol tightened the tie securing Chung Myung to her back.
'Protect.'
This wasn’t something she was doing because she could. It wasn’t something she was doing because she wanted to.
If there was anyone in Mount Hua who understood Chung Myung’s words the best, it was perhaps Yoo Iseol.
This was what she had to do.
There wasn’t the slightest doubt in her mind. Even if it meant losing her life, Chung Myung had to survive.
Paaaat!
Covered in dirt, Yoo Iseol turned briefly toward the front and stomped the ground with all her remaining strength. Her body, carrying Chung Myung, shot forward like an arrow released from a bowstring.
A sword energy flying at her seized the opportunity to slice her calf. Blood droplets scattered in the air.
But in exchange, the distance between Yoo Iseol and the Myriad Man Manor martial artists widened significantly.
"Chase her!"
"Don't mind the woman! Target Mount Hua Chivalrous Sword! We must kill him no matter what!"
"We absolutely cannot let them escape!"
Rage-filled voices continuously rang out.
That they must kill Mount Hua Chivalrous Sword. That they would absolutely take his life.
Meanwhile, Ho Gamyeong looked down with dispassionate eyes at Go Yang's corpse growing cold.
Go Yang's eyes, wide open in death, still bore the terror he felt in his final moments.
After giving him a brief glance, Ho Gamyeong passed by without a word and moved forward.
'Danju.'
A platoon and a unit were different. Even more so, the distinction between a danju (platoon leader) and a daeju (unit leader) was stark.
The death of a daeju at the hands of the enemy or the annihilation of a deployed unit is an acceptable loss. All matters require sacrifice and cost.
But losing an entire platoon and its danju was an entirely different matter.
The platoon of Myriad Man Manor is the core of their fighting force, and if limited to those Ho Gamyeong can control, their value rises even higher.
Such platoon was annihilated and Go Yang who led said platoon died. It was undeniably a major incident.
But this time too, not a flicker of disturbance crossed Ho Gamyeong’s face.
His gaze was fixed solely on Yoo Iseol as she fled, or more precisely, on Mount Hua Chivalrous Sword on her back. Ho Gamyeong’s eyes staring at Mount Hua Chivalrous Sword lying unconscious were piercingly cold.
The Blood Sword Platoon and Go Yang had been sacrificed to render Chung Myung unconscious.
Some might call it madness, but Ho Gamyeong thought that this sacrifice had yielded results beyond his expectations.
Of course, Go Yang wouldn’t have thought the same, but in the first place, Ho Gamyeong had never once expected Go Yang to defeat Chung Myung.
|What dragon could be felled by mere wolves?
But fortunately, Go Yang had done more than his capacity. No, perhaps it was that Chung Myung couldn't display his full strength, but the result was no different.
If the dead Go Yang heard this, he would leap out of hell. But in Hogamyeong’s eyes, Go Yang’s worth was only ever that much. It was a shame that he lost a danju who could at least somewhat hold a conversation.
'The Blood Sword Platoon...'
If it meant killing Chung Myung, he would sacrifice as many as it took.
All that remained now was to devour the headless group left behind, molding them as he saw fit.
Those led by Mount Hua Chivalrous Sword were a mighty force that even Ho Gamyeong would have to stake his life against, but without Mount Hua Chivalrous Sword, they were nothing more than a ragtag mob.
“Is everything ready?”
"Deployed as you ordered!"
“If even a single detail goes wrong, your life won’t be enough to answer for it.”
The adjutant answered with a bloodless face at the chilling voice.
"I understand completely."
A subtle but unmistakable killing intent flickered in Ho Gamyeong’s eyes.
'Two moves, no... three moves?'
Now, only three moves remained. In terms of time, just about a quarter hour.
Within that quarter hour, Mount Hua Chivalrous Sword's fate would be decided. According to the sequence he had laid out.
Ho Gamyeong lightly clenched and unclenched his fist.
'Stay calm.'
Not even the smallest variable could be allowed at the very last moment.
This was a strategy he had staked everything on. From Hainan Island until now, he had targeted only the single life of Mount Hua Chivalrous Sword, and the fruit of that strategy was gradually approaching.
“A beast without a head can be cornered and dealt with easily.”
Ho Gamyeong suddenly wondered. What expression would Jang Ilso wear when presented with the severed head of Mount Hua Chivalrous Sword?
'Perhaps this is just my petty rebellion.'
He let out a light sigh, erasing the lowly imagination that had briefly bloomed in his mind. In contrast, his eyes gradually darkened.
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