Weapon-Eating Bastard [EN]: Chapter 236

Weapon-Devouring Young Master – Episode 236

The laboratory’s underground was collapsing.

The Puppeteer tore off his leg, which was pinned under a pile of rubble, and staggered away, blood streaming down.

“Hoo, hee hee hee.”

The Puppeteer chuckled indifferently, his shoulders shaking.

‘Wow, that’s really scary. Was that prophecy real? Am I really going to die?’

Because the ceiling collapsed and the facility crumbled, most of the prepared bodies for activity became unusable.

Even if ‘himself’ is destroyed, it wouldn’t be a problem since preparations were made far away in advance, but he couldn’t shake off the unpleasant feeling of being unexpectedly hit hard.

And above all… this scenery.

This unpleasant scenery of collapse and corpses, which he had been seeing in his dreams, continued to irritate the Puppeteer.

‘That bear-like guy took all the test subjects up, so there shouldn’t be any problems, but…’

That alone couldn’t dispel this unpleasant feeling.

Besides… he had been hearing strange voices since a while ago.

‘This is so noisy.’

The Puppeteer frowned and tapped his ear.

It felt like something was constantly murmuring and echoing.

Could it be that his brain was slightly damaged by being hit by a fragment?

Or maybe the degradation rate of his soul was too fast.

-Traces…….

Whether it was a man or a woman.

No, he couldn’t even tell if it was a person or a beast in the first place.

-……Do not leave. Awaken, awaken, awaken…….

The voice continued.

Squish!

Around that time, an unidentified piece of flesh fell from the leg where the ankle had been torn off.

The Puppeteer found that fragment of flesh truly disgusting.

How could a human body be so unfree?

Being attached to such a wretched and fragile body was nothing short of a curse.

-Awaken, awaken, awaken…….

The voice continued.

The Puppeteer, as if possessed, continued to walk somewhere.

Bang! Kwaaaang!

The aftermath of the battle on the surface continued to affect the underground.

The Puppeteer continued to stop the bleeding, dragging his half-dead body toward the laboratory.

‘Anyway. They’re all the same, useless bodies.’

The Puppeteer sensed Lee Cheol’s presence.

The one who repeatedly interfered with his plans…….

A foolish brat who knew nothing about himself…….

‘I’ll make you regret coming here.’

The Puppeteer’s eyes stared into the darkness.

For some reason, he felt that he had to awaken the being in this darkness.

The mother of all test subjects.

Originally, an ancient monster that should never be awakened.

‘Shouldn’t I do this?’

The Puppeteer hesitated without realizing it, reaching out to pull the lever.

-Awaken.

And then he heard the voice again.

The Puppeteer pulled it with dazed eyes.

-Krrrk!

And a beast’s cry echoed.

* * *

After cutting down the Black Knight that was crawling up, I turned around and shouted.

“These guys don’t die! They regenerate no matter what you do! Focus more on suppressing them! I’ll finish them off!”

No one thought about questioning the truth of my shout.

A brief moment of confusion arose among the troops, but they soon accepted my instructions and raised their fighting spirit.

I shook off the Black Night and scanned the surroundings with my magic eyes.

‘These are different from the ones I saw in Russia.’

The difference between these and the Black Knights I saw in Russia was apparent.

The Black Knights, despite their lack of experience, showed the 威容 [dignified appearance] of top-tier warriors in terms of magic operation and movement, but these were not like that.

‘It’s clear that these are still incomplete entities.’

They have no weapons or armor.

Their magic power is excellent, but their operation is a mess, and their movements are haphazard.

The hardware is incredibly good, but they only have two or three of the necessary software.

And Ron and Serena also sensed it.

“Paladins! Use the combat method for dealing with the undead!”

“Steel Knights! Advance to the front! Focus on swinging your aura like a blunt weapon instead of cutting!”

“Iron Brigade! Rear support!”

Immediately after I shouted.

Everyone began to divide their tasks in perfect order without exchanging a single glance.

Ron and the Steel Knights rushed out to stop the half-baked Black Knights, and the Paladins led by Serena stuck to the rear of the Steel Knights.

The highly mobile Iron Brigade ran around everywhere, comprehensively assisting in all combat situations.

“Ugh, uh, uh!”

“Krrr…… Ah…….”

Bang! Kwagang!

A large collision occurred.

Attacks that crushed or burst them continued, as cutting or stabbing was meaningless.

And once the movements of the damaged entities were restricted, stakes and chains imbued with divine power were hammered into their bodies.

Entities writhing in captivity.

They began to push each individual so quickly that it was impossible to believe that they were working together for the first time.

“Ugh, uh, uh…….”

Tududuk! Tuk!

Of course, that captivity didn’t last long.

In any case, these half-baked Black Knights had magic power and physical specs comparable to those of high-ranking warriors.

But buying time for that brief moment was enough.

“Good job.”

Seogeok!

The Black Night sliced through the necks of the captured guys like tofu.

The entities stopped regenerating and slumped like ordinary people.

A total of twenty people… no, twenty creatures, had crawled up from the ground so far.

Five of them had already met their deaths.

“…….”

The giant man stared blankly at the scene, seemingly shocked.

He had created beings that could never die, yet those beings were dying simply from having their necks cut.

‘How.’

Lee Cheol.

What power did that adversary of Kabbalah possess that made these things possible?

“Now do you get it? You’re the ones who didn’t understand the situation.”

Seureureung!

I shook off the black sword and shone my eyes.

While outwardly feigning composure, I was inwardly assessing the situation with a cool head.

‘He’s been watching so far, probably surprised, but in the end, the situation will change depending on this guy’s actions.’

I had already defeated five, but even at this moment, they were crawling up through the ground.

It’s been okay so far, but this guy will determine the outcome of this battle.

‘This guy is not easy to deal with.’

That’s what I sensed as soon as I saw him.

And I already knew that this guy had survived even after facing Saint Christina’s Heart Sword.

Perhaps… I had a feeling that he would be the worst opponent since meeting Gu Ryongchaeju.

‘If we’re going to fight, it’s better to fight quickly. Before the Puppeteer and many other variables arise… I’ll cut him down.’

At that moment, the man’s eyes changed.

The man, who had been shaken as if surprised for a moment, nodded again with a blunt expression.

“Okay, I see. I don’t know how, but it seems you have the power to defeat those things.”

Bang!

The man slammed his fists together.

The wave of aura that started from his two fists spread through the air.

“Good. Anyway, I couldn’t accept the idea of reaching the truth through that either. In the end, all that remains after going around in circles is this wretched body.”

“You guys have a knack for making crazy things sound very impressive.”

The man’s fighting spirit soared tremendously.

His comrades, sensing that energy, flinched and turned their gazes this way.

“I am Lee Cheol of Soongmoo Yi family. Reveal your name. Warrior of Kabbalah.”

I took out the weapons from inside my Eunhan Jeogori [a type of vest] and said to the man.

“I have no name. Young lion of Soongmoo Yi family.”

Woojik!

The ground, already precarious due to Gyeongcheon [an advanced martial art technique], was torn apart by the man’s magic power.

“I am just a warrior. I will defeat you and prove my way. You do as you please.”

“I’m going to do that even if you don’t tell me to.”

The next moment.

The distance between me and the man narrowed to a distance where we could touch each other if we exhaled.

Kwaaaang!

A huge explosion signaled the start of the battle.

* * *

The battle with the man took place with a single sheet of paper’s distance.

Seuaaaak!

The air was sharply split by a single blow, and a Sudo(手刀) [hand blade] pierced through, brushing past my ears.

‘Heup.’

I dodged the attack by tilting my head.

Even though I had clearly avoided it and was wearing an aura to protect my body, I heard a noise like a gimlet piercing my eardrums.

It was because of the wave transmitted through the air, the medium.

‘Gyeokgonggwon!’

It is a realm that is considered legendary among warriors who learn martial arts.

When facing those who have reached that realm, blocking or dodging becomes meaningless.

Seugak! Bang!

It was that moment.

A blow aimed at the left, at my temple, was extended.

‘I’ll block it. If I dodge, the impact will accumulate.’

I summoned Black Energy in the air and stopped it before the trajectory of the attack was perfectly formed.

However, the man nonchalantly pulled back his left hand, which was blocked by the Black Energy, and instantly extended his fist that he had been preparing under my chin.

Teoeeeoeong!

The moment the fist was extended, an aura like a wave burst out, and a sound of air being torn apart echoed throughout the area.

The left hand thrown as a feint, followed by a straight right fist.

It was a basic series of attacks that existed in any martial art, ancient or modern, but each blow of that attack possessed the power to easily crush a human body.

Kagagagak!

The sword that deflected the fist screamed.

Unbelievable speed, extremely concise movements, and a body trained to the limit.

‘Amazing.’

These are movements that came out after repeated training, faithful to the basics, not relying on any outstanding power or special ability.

Each trivial punch contained the time of repeated training.

If you don’t admire this man, you don’t deserve to be called a warrior.

And instinctively, I realized that this was the man’s own territory that he had opened up.

‘This man is also one who has opened the door.’

Now I can clearly see.

Those who have opened the door and those who have not.

I could see what this man had gained.

‘I respect him as a person walking the path of martial arts. But in the end, he’s just a madman who has fallen into heresy!’

Koong!

With Jinga [spiritual energy], I simultaneously controlled dozens of weapons that had floated into the air.

Before I knew it, the Black Night had fallen above the man’s forehead, and the moment he dodged it, weapons were fired from all directions, front, back, left, and right.

Secret Technique, Cheonra.

Teong! Bang! Kwadeudeudeuk!

Each of those weapons possessed different powers, and their trajectories and movements were also different.

The man shone his eyes, knocking down all those weapons with concise movements.

All those weapons were unfolding different techniques, and they were being wielded with different properties of power.

‘It feels like I’m fighting not a one-on-one battle, but a battle against dozens of people.’

Wooksin!

Even though it was a fist that was more trained than steel, it had been a long time since I felt the feeling of my bones aching just from ‘simply’ deflecting weapons.

“Haap!”

Bang! Kwagang!

And Lee Cheol naturally penetrates through the rain of weapons, between the aura and the storm of weapons that poured down like a shower.

Controlling all dozens of weapons means keeping all those weapons under consciousness.

Even so, there is no shaking in the sword strikes that rush in.

How can a human do that?

Seugak! Bang!

At that moment, the man was pushed back for the first time.

He occasionally extended his fists to regain his momentum, but there was not a single effective blow.

‘Change, change, and more change.’

The man felt his head throbbing from Lee Cheol’s unpredictable movements.

Lee Cheol would snatch a weapon flying in the air and wield it, or suddenly abandon all his weapons and rush in with bare-handed martial arts.

Such unconventional movements should inevitably be accompanied by loopholes and clumsiness, but Lee Cheol’s movements were so admirable that they were solid.

And the next moment, beyond the storm of aura and weapons that poured down like rain, I saw Lee Cheol shining his eyes, raising a black longsword high.

‘Dangerous.’

I felt the hairs on my whole body stand on end for a moment.

The man forcibly pulled up his aura, enduring internal injuries.

Peoeeeoeong!

At the same time as slamming the ground with his fist, a wave burst out.

The weapons flying in the air were deflected by the torrent of aura that spread out from the man like a tsunami, and Lee Cheol, who had been holding the sword high above his head, also retreated.

“Ptooey.”

The man spat out the blood that had welled up and took a deep breath.

That’s how a brief lull came.

The man looked at Lee Cheol with surprised eyes.

“How can you do that?”

The man’s face was mixed with strange joy, shock, admiration, and many other emotions.

“It’s not a matter of whether you can do it or not. It’s a matter of possibility or impossibility.”

After refining his martial arts to the limit, a warrior can finally open the door and enter the realm of the Heart Sword.

That’s why people who have pioneered their own territory have consistent characteristics.

Consistent characteristics may seem simple at first glance, but it is truly a realm that can be called the ultimate.

But.

‘I’ve heard about it… Lee Cheol. That guy doesn’t have that…….’

There is no consistent characteristic.

He’s handling so many weapons, each with a different style… but there’s no common ground.

But I could tell that he had reached the Heart Sword.

“It’s just that you haven’t realized it.”

Lee Cheol was smiling bitterly and holding up his sword.

The man’s brow twitched.

‘If we continue like this.’

The man realized that what remained for him was defeat.

Lee Cheol’s magic power was still recovering at this moment, and his movements did not feel tired.

The man knew better than anyone the strength of the Soongmoo Yi family’s bloodline.

‘I have to end it quickly… otherwise…….’

The man turned his head and looked around.

The knights of the Russell family and the 교국 [Gyoguk – likely referring to a religious order or organization], who had seemed to be pushed back for a while at first, were now skillfully suppressing the Black Knights.

The man’s eyes flashed.

“Worrying is useless. I deny your realm. In the end, only one path refined to the limit can reach the ultimate…….”

Kwaaaa!

The man’s aura began to spread out with a force that seemed to tear the air apart.

The momentum never converged in one place and continued to expand.

“Receive this. Then, I will acknowledge it.”

The man closed his eyes halfway and reproduced the strongest blow he had.

The realm of the Heart Sword.

In an instant, the scenery of the world was distorted, and the man’s fist, which had been pulled back, pushed the air away and extended.

A very basic Jeonggwon(正拳) [straight punch] strike.

And it was a perfect blow.

The world trembled at that blow.