Call Of The Spear [EN]: Chapter 511

Divine Sword Asura Records – Part 2, Episode 220

Clang! Bang!!

Inside the Yeollyeong Taehaeng Formation [a powerful energy barrier], surrounded by golden celestial flames.

The clash of spears and swords, and the suffocating heat, explode intensely.

Shinwi’s entire body is covered in rising white steam as she resists the heat, while Cheonbeom, on the other hand, seems perfectly at home.

Indeed.

Shinwi was barely holding on amidst the exploding heat of the golden celestial flames.

“Are you trying to burn me alive? Rin’s… no. Me, in the body of a woman named Hori.”

Speaking with a somewhat strained expression, she utters those detestable words through Hori’s lips and face.

Cheonbeom’s face hardens at her words.

He bites his molars as if suppressing his anger, and replies.

“I’ve never been talented at anything since I was young. I couldn’t properly protect anything, and I was always full of greed, constantly doing things that were neither here nor there.”

However.

“There is one thing that even I am confident I can do well.”

Thuck.

The tips of the Twin Annihilators spear point at Shinwi.

Instantly, flames erupt in all directions, and the flames transform into hundreds of spears.

They increase steadily.

Hundreds turn into thousands, and thousands turn into tens of thousands, becoming sharp spears.

Each one radiates the same energy as the Twin Annihilators in Beom’s grasp, making Shinwi feel as if she is standing in the middle of a battlefield from a somewhat nostalgic, distant past.

“I may not be able to protect what I want to protect, but I am good at destroying things with my mediocre power.”

Cheonbeom gives a self-deprecating smile.

But the tip of his spear does not waver.

Soon, they pour down like rain.

Swaaaaaaack!!

Bang! Kwaang!! Kwakwakwakwang!!

Jiiiiiiing.

The space stretches out, and a strange scene unfolds.

The scenery, peeling away like a piece of paper turning to ash, reveals a memory from the past.

The scenery of Geonwon Haejeong [a secret training ground], prepared in a corner of the Heavenly Palace, appears intact.

A slightly dim and humid underground.

A well in the center, shaped like an overturned cauldron.

It was Geonwon Haejeong.

“You’re doing something pointless. What are you trying to do with this kind of illusion?”

Only her voice echoes in the solitary space.

No one answers.

“…Do you think you can shake me with such petty tricks? You must want to shake my mind and body to completely take this woman’s body!”

Shinwi’s face is distorted, and ruthlessness drips from it.

And then, she takes out a sword and brings it to her neck, twisting up the corners of her lips.

Blood droplets form on her neck, where the sharp blade touches, and fall to the floor along the blade.

“Still, it seems she is a woman you cherish. If you truly had no mercy, you wouldn’t have avoided spilling even a drop of blood in a place covered with your Hwasintong [a powerful fire-based technique]. But what a pity, it seems you didn’t think I would wound this body with my own hands!”

Cackling sharply, she shifts her gaze once again to somewhere in the empty space, searching for him in the place where Geonwon Haejeong is located.

“Besides, you could have suppressed me together with Okbyeol Heavenly King, but you excluded him. You said you weren’t a mountain, but every time I see you, I feel like I’m looking at a mountain. Even your indecisive heart is just like a mountain’s, so how can you not be a mountain!”

Shinwi keeps the hand holding the sword in place and strokes her arm with the other, flashing a seductive smile.

“You must want to have even this body intact. That must be the last consideration for the woman you had to protect!”

It was a ploy to test him, as if she still couldn’t let go of her lingering feelings.

But even so, Cheonbeom’s voice and appearance were nowhere to be seen, and at that point, Shinwi couldn’t help but sense that something was wrong.

“You…”

It was then.

Shinwi’s head snaps around at the sound of footsteps coming from somewhere.

Creak.

Soon, the one who appeared, opening the door, was San from that time, the San that Shinwi remembered.

“Shinwi, what is that blood? What were you doing alone… Let me see your wound.”

With a worried expression, San examines the wound on Shinwi’s neck, frowning as if he himself had been hurt.

“What…”

“Be still.”

San comes to Shinwi and shines a mystical light on her neck.

Then, her wound heals as if time has been reversed, regenerating without leaving a single scar.

Only then, as if relieved, San gives a faint smile and caresses Shinwi’s cheek.

“I don’t know what happened… but if you ever need my help, don’t hesitate to tell me. It hurts my heart to see you hurt alone.”

“San…?”

Shinwi’s Adam’s apple bobs.

Soon, her melancholic eyes stare blankly at the man worrying about her.

‘Is this not an illusion?’

San’s appearance.

And his breath, his atmosphere.

Geonwon Haejeong and the things around it.

Even the energy of the lesser immortals outside the building feels vivid.

Soon, she grabs his hand, feeling his warmth, and asks urgently.

“May I observe?”

“It doesn’t matter. Not between us.”

Shinwi immediately grabs San’s wrist and pours her energy into it.

‘It’s real.’

Not some illusion created by an illusionary realm.

He is real.

“What is this…”

Shinwi stumbles backward, at a loss. It’s reality.

Not some illusion.

There’s no way he could construct such an illusion in such a short time.

Even if it’s him….

‘Him? Who was he…?’

She can’t remember well.

She was definitely fighting someone… but her memory is hazy.

Like waking up from a dream and remembering the past dream.

“Perhaps, did you have a dream? Even for us, if we enter this place carelessly, we will see vain illusions. The energy emitted by Geonwon Haejeong attracts the living and makes them see strange things.”

Then, Shinwi looks at Geonwon Haejeong with a pale face.

All of those were dreams.

It’s a dream.

It was a dream.

A dream created by the mysteries of Geonwon Haejeong.

A terrible dream!

Shinwi’s face is filled with emotion.

And then, looking at San, who is faintly smiling, her chin trembles slightly.

At the same time as the surging emotions, she rushes into his arms.

“Did you have a nightmare?”

“Yes, yes! I had one. It was a terrible nightmare. You died, and I couldn’t achieve either life or death, just living in vain. But, but now that you’re here…! Now that you’re here, I…!!”

Along with the overwhelming emotions, a warm embrace fills her arms.

San’s hand patting her back and the voice whispering that it’s okay provide the utmost comfort.

‘Ah…’

This is it.

What she had so desperately wanted and longed for was this warm embrace, which was nothing special. But it was a huge embrace that was everything to her.

Which is the dream, this or that?

But she didn’t want to think about it.

She just prayed and prayed that this dream would not be broken.

“Even you, who are always so strong, have times when you cry like a child. If I told Yedong about this, he wouldn’t believe it.”

At San’s words, Shinwi feels embarrassed, wipes away her tears, and lightly hits his chest.

“There are times when you should just pretend not to know a woman’s tears. Didn’t Rin tell you that?”

“Rin has no obligation to tell me that. Come to think of it, it’s been quite a while since I’ve seen her since she went into seclusion.”

Shinwi’s eyes widen.

“Seclusion?”

“Didn’t you tell me? That Rin went into seclusion. So it’s been quite a while since I’ve seen her.”

Shinwi’s mind races.

If so, doesn’t that mean that she hasn’t yet been united with Rin?

Even in a situation where she doesn’t know if it’s a dream or reality, she has cherished only this heart, so she has finally found the time.

Now.

If not now, the day to show this supreme heart will never come.

Shinwi reaches out and hugs his neck.

“I am not a flower.”

The hastily spoken words are incomprehensible.

“I am not as beautiful as Rin. And I am not a woman with as much charm as that child. So I am just a wooden woman who cannot become a flower.”

Knowing that the way she speaks indirectly, with various emotions mixed together, is foolish, Shinwi has no choice but to say this.

“Flowers bloom beautifully and then wither, but I am not like that. I won’t ask you for much, and if you just let me stay by your side, I’ll be a woman who doesn’t require much attention….”

Shinwi approaches closer and closer with a nervous face. When they get close enough for their noses to touch, Shinwi’s face and body, which had been looking at San, suddenly fall away.

“I was too hasty… I heard that if a woman does this first, a man won’t open his heart.”

She bites her nails while subtly watching San’s reaction.

San chuckles and approaches Shinwi, who is stepping back, and takes her hand.

“I don’t know what’s making you so urgent. But is there any reason to be hasty between us? We’ve known each other for a long time, so it will take quite a long time to convey and understand each other’s feelings. So why don’t you try telling me for a long time instead of saying it all at once?”

“If I do that… will things change?”

“Maybe. Everything is always changing, so how could a formless heart not change?”

Then, a look of joy appears on Shinwi’s face.

“But it is sudden.”

“Yes… I know. I was too hasty.”

“There is something sudden, but since your heart is like that, there is one thing I want to confirm.”

“What is it? Anything is fine. If I could pull out my heart and show it to you, that would be great….”

San nods.

“That would be good.”

“What?”

“Let me see your soul. If I see it, I can know what your heart is like.”

Shinwi’s eyelashes flutter.

“You’re saying… to take out my soul and show it to you?”

“Yes. A person’s soul cannot lie. If I see it, I can know your heart more clearly. It’s not a difficult thing between us. It’s just taking out your soul and showing it a little.”

Whoong!

The surrounding scenery disappears like smoke.

Soon, the surroundings are covered in pitch-black darkness, and she covers her mouth, stepping back with a surprised face.

“Why are you avoiding me?”

“Yo, your face…!”

San’s face was already rotting, with pieces of flesh falling off as if worms had eaten away at his skin, and his bones were clearly visible, emitting a rotten stench.

Not only that.

His whole body was covered in blood, and blood was dripping down, no different from a corpse.

“What’s wrong with my face? Didn’t you make it like this?”

“Uwaaaaaaaa!!”

Shinwi screams and strikes San.

Pasak!

With a sound, San’s shattered form scatters into pieces of flesh.

But those pieces of flesh soon wriggle and take on the form of a person again, approaching Shinwi.

Each of them has San’s appearance and San’s voice.

“Why!! Why are you doing this to me!! San!! Why is my San…!!”

She cries and exerts her strength, and each time, those with San’s appearance break apart and reappear.

And soon.

“Shinwi, what’s wrong?”

With a new scenery again, San’s appearance appears.

In the middle of the battlefield.

It was a battlefield where fellow disciples were slaughtering each other.

San was taking care of Shinwi, who woke up screaming.

“It’s okay. It’s okay, Shinwi. I’m here, so it’s okay. You must have had a nightmare.”

“A, a nightmare…?”

Shinwi looks around.

In the middle of a terrible battlefield with corpses piled up like mountains.

The form of the barriers that are burning in all directions and rising from the ground is the same as in those days.

The days when she rolled around on the battlefield with San, knocking down fellow disciples one by one.

“Ah…”

Shinwi felt relieved even while looking at the terrible battlefield.

Although it was the middle of a precarious battlefield, he was alive.

“Are you okay?”

“Y, yes… I’m okay. I was… out of my mind for a moment.”

Shinwi staggers and gets up.

“But Shinwi.”

“Why…”

“When are you going to show me your soul?”

Jjeok. The scenery of the battlefield breaks apart in an instant, and Shinwi’s eyes are filled with anger.

Only then does that bastard come to mind.

Along with terrible rage.

“Cheonbeooooooom!!!!”

A scream close to a cry bursts out.