Return of Mount Hua Sect

A volcano is not a place you have to protect. (3)

The morale plummets when the leader of any army is lost.

Following the Talmyung Spearhead, when the poisoned blood and even Yado collapsed, the gangs no longer had the strength to resist.

"Aaaaah!"

"Aww!"

Fighting with only looking ahead and fighting with awareness of where to run cannot be the same.

As Yado did, those who lost their concentration on battle fell like autumn leaves by the swords of volcanic Mundos.

"Kill them all!"

"Don't let a single one come back alive!"

The disciples of the volcano gained more momentum and drove the enemies. And surrounded all nations back to back in a circle.

Every time the sword flew menacingly, the faces of all peoples got tired of blue.

"stop!"

At that moment, there was a loud shout.

The faces of the volcano disciples returned to one place at once.

Hyeonjong, the long gate of the volcano, stood in a stern posture and looked at them.

"There is no need to bleed any more. Enemies now lay down their weapons and surrender."

At those words, Hyunyoung contorted her face and screamed.

"Long Moon Man! They've been attacking the volcano and hurting his disciples! But what kind of mercy...!"

“Then, do you have to kill all of them in order to unlock your character?”

"that……."

Hyunyoung shut her mouth after trying to say something for a moment.

Hyunjong quietly shook his head.

"I also have no intention of discussing mercy in dealing with the enemy. Maybe my Tao is still lacking, so I can't say that I should put mercy on the tip of my sword. Hana."

His eyes were full of a dark light.

"Severing someone who has lost their will is also not for those who argue about the Way. If we cut down and kill each other out of anger, what is the difference between us and them?"

At first glance, a look of pity and affection crossed his face as he looked at his disciples.

In fact, the desire to rip them to death would add to Hyeonjong. But he did not want this to leave a darkness in the minds of his disciples.

Anything is difficult the first time.

If, for some reason or another, you take murder lightly, one day you will wield your sword without hesitation even in situations where you don't even have to kill.

It shouldn't have happened, neither for the volcano, nor for those children.

But this time, the disciples also did not obey him meekly.

Where were the wounded and fallen comrades?

Those who fought while watching the scene clearly right in front of their eyes could not hide their hostility towards the people of all nations, even in the words of King Hyeonjong. No, I didn't hide it.

As if there was going to be a fight again at any moment, the sword blew out a ferocious sword energy.

Hyeonjong sighed softly at the sight.

"I am……."

His voice spread slowly.

"I'm afraid you'll get hurt more."

It was a word full of sincerity.

Then, one by one, they began to release their strength from their hands.

do not assert authority Don't even shout, follow your own words. Hyeonjong's voice, speaking calmly about his true feelings, had to touch the disciples of Hwasan who knew him better than anyone else.

“This time, do as I say.”

The long gated man, who was scarred by protecting them, says so, who dares to disobey them?

Complex gazes turned to Hyeonjong. Eyes filled with subtle dissatisfaction and subtle passion. However, those complicated eyes were quickly organized into one emotion.

trust.

Confidence in Hyeonjong, a volcanic scholar. And trust in his decision.

"Drop your weapon."

A hundred thousand shouted with a resolute voice to the people of all nations.

"He who surrenders will not cut it. You have forgotten the Way, but the volcano does not forget the Way."

"Whoever surrenders will spare you."

And Yoon-jong helped him like that.

But unlike the two of them, Jo-Gul still stared at the people of all nations with her ferocious eyes. It's like I'm begging you to resist.

Even the faint will that remained in the eyes of the people of all ages who had confirmed the reaction of the three people disappeared.

visor! Chaeeng!

The soldiers fell to the ground one by one.

At last, the people of all nations who gave up their weapons knelt on the spot.

Hyeonjong, who confirmed that everyone had surrendered, exclaimed loudly.

"Abolish their danjeon. And arrest them all and put them in a thunderbolt!"

After giving the order, he looked at the hundred thousand.

"A hundred thousand!"

"Yeah, the long writer!"

"After imprisoning them, select the less weary children to protect the thunderbolt!"

"Yes!"

Baekcheon bowed his head deeply and then glanced at the other disciples.

The disciples of the volcano approached the people of all nations and pointed their swords at their necks.

There were those who tried to resist the word of abolishing the danjeon, but the situation had already turned. Understanding that the only way to resist is to throw their lives away, they finally resigned and closed their eyes.

As if to announce that everything was over, the dark clouds lifted and the rain slowly started to stop.

A sigh escaped Hyungwon's mouth.

"everyone……."

It was then.

"What. Have you already caught them all?"

Baekcheon's head turned reflexively at the familiar voice.

And his trembling body hardened. A scream like a scream erupted from his mouth.

"Cheongmyung!"

His eyes widened as he watched the calm walking over one wall of the volcano.

Other people's reactions were not significantly different.

"My wife, Cheong Myung-ah!"

"That guy...! That one!"

It was washed away with rain, but clothes stained with blood cannot restore their original color.

The red stain and the cut hem of his robe told more than a hundred words how harsh the battle he had fought.

"You crazy!"

Baekcheon ran to Cheongmyeong without realizing it.

"this……."

He ran right in front of him and clenched his fists.

His face was horribly distorted, not knowing what to do with the large wound that could be seen through the torn clothes.

"What the hell did you do!"

Baekcheon's voice resounded. But Cheong-myeong smiled as if pathetic.

"Can't you see? You've been fighting to die."

That casual reaction that seemed to be nothing made Baekcheon even more angry.

"Even if you turn your body into a rag, your snout is still alive! You damn bastard!"

"Then the snout must be torn off to get rid of it?"

"this……."

Baekcheon bit his lip.

You could tell just by looking at the wound. How fierce the battle was, and how fiercely the battle was fought.

But why is this guy so calmly at a moment like this... … .

"you……."

Many words came to mind, but nothing could be said. When Baekcheon couldn't keep up with his words and stuttered, Cheongmyeong laughed.

"I thought it was going to be a blast... but you handled it well. I'll compliment you this time."

"Are you saying that now?"

Disciples began to flock around them.

"Cheongmyung!"

"Damn it! It hurts!"

They, too, were at a loss for words when they saw the wounds on Cheong-myeong's body.

Who wouldn't have known that Qingming led the Black Jordan out of the prose? However, everyone was implicitly thinking that if they were pure, they would never hurt them.

But at this moment they clearly understood.

The fact is that Cheong-myeong is also a person who suffers like them.

A wound that was so hideous that the bones were exposed was painfully piercing into the eyes of the disciples of the volcano.

"Soso! Where are you?"

Seeing Baekcheon and the disciples around him, he sighed.

"What a fuss. Oh, get out of the way!"

"Hey man! Healing..."

"I'm not going to die!"

Qingming, who screamed, pushed away the flocking disciples of the volcano. Normally, there would have been a group of people clinging to each other and forcibly dragging them, but now they couldn't dare to touch Cheong-myung's body, so they had no choice but to back away.

"What about the boarding house?"

"...I took you to the medicine hall. It rained a lot."

"Well done."

In response to Baekcheon's reply, Qingming nodded lightly.

Now, Qing Myung's gaze turned to the people of all nations kneeling in the center.

They had lost the will and strength to resist, and the disciples of the volcano were holding them tightly.

"Why did you put them like that? Just kill them all."

"Jang Moon-in..."

"Okay."

Chongqing's face contorted slightly.

He licked his lips as if he was about to say something, then heaved a deep sigh.

"Yeah. There's no need to kill those who don't rebel."

It's different from the times he lived in. No, in this situation, he would have said the same thing even if it was a hearing, not Hyeonjong.

they are thieves.

You must not forget your duty.

Because in the first place, everyone who should be held responsible for this has paid the price.

"Are you really okay? The wound..."

"What? Do you think I'll blink like this?"

Cheongmyung shrugged at someone's question. The face of the disciples of the volcano surrounding him softened a little in response to such a lively and refreshing reaction.

However, Yoo Yi-seol's complexion, who was watching from behind, darkened a little.

'I'm in a rush.'

The injuries sustained by Chung Myung are not so minor. And with such an injured body, Cheong-myeong jumped up the steep cliff one step at a time.

That Yui-seol exudes a cool spirit that is enough to scare away.

It was after confirming the safety of the volcano that the clarification was loosened.

I wanted to say something. But, knowing that this was not what Cheongmyeong wanted, Yuiseol just kept her lips shut.

"This guy."

Hyeonjong, who suddenly approached pushing the disciples away, said with a sigh.

"Hey man. The wound..."

"Why are you hurt so much?"

It's blunt.

However, there were concerns that could not be hidden.

"Is this the time for you to worry about my wounds?"

Hyeonjong eventually lost his composure and screamed.

"Why are you doing this so hard! Then, if something goes wrong, what are you going to do?"

"Ah. It was nothing special, well."

“This guy….. this guy.”

Hyeonjong was unable to speak and trembled.

"Jang Moon-in."

At that time, Hyun-young approached and dragged him.

"Go to the Medicine Hall. The long storyteller's injuries are not light."

"I'm fine. More than that, this guy..."

"If Jang Mun-in doesn't move, no one will move. Hurry up and go for the sake of the children."

“……”

Hyeonjong, who couldn't take his eyes off of Cheongmyeong's injury, sighed and nodded slowly.

"Yeah. I see."

"Yoon Jong-ah. Take care of the Jang Moon-in."

"Yes, Elder!"

Yoon-jong supported Hyeon-jong and headed straight to the medicine hall.

As Jangmun-in moved, the gathered disciples also began to move little by little to clean up. Hyunyoung looked around for a moment and spoke.

"Cheongmyung-ah."

"Yes."

“Is there anything you would like to say to me?”

In the same way, Qingming, who was looking around, said.

"You shouldn't be relieved that you're locked up in a Thunder Jail. Even if you lose your martial arts, you can still work on it, so you have to watch it closely."

"okay."

"And in case there are remnants I missed, I should take a look around the volcano. Others may come again."

"Okay. You must look at me. What about the other parts?"

"First of all, Uncle Hong Dae-gwang went to pick up the open islands, so he will arrive soon. If they come, welcome them. We need to make sure there are no more medications needed to treat the wounded."

"Then did it happen?"

"Ummm..."

Qingming looked around and nodded.

"For now, that much."

Hyun-young nodded and turned to Baek-cheon, who was standing next to Cheong-myeong.

"Baekcheon-ah."

"Yes."

"Take this guy to the drugstore right now!"

"Yes!"

Baekcheon and Jo Geul approached the left and right sides of Cheongmyeong and put their arms tightly around each other.

Qingming flinched and looked left and right alternately.

"Come on?"

They tried to resist, but their arms were bound, and they were stuck together like rocks and did not move.

Hyunyoung said in a stern voice.

"Didn't you say with your mouth that it's done? There's nothing you have to do now, so go to the drugstore right now!"

"still……."

"hurry!"

When Hyun-young screamed, Cheong-myung shuddered.

"No, why are you screaming like that..."

Hyeonyeong's eyes were terrifying as Cheongmyung groaned and mumbled. With a terrifying force, Cheongmyung shrugged his neck and exclaimed coldly.

"Go, I'll go! I can't go!"

"Take this guy right now and put him in the drugstore!"

"Yes!"

Baekcheon and Jo Geul dragged Cheongmyeong to the medicine hall like criminals. Hyun-young, who was watching her back, took a deep breath.

'Because it's like a damn bastard.'

Why did you throw yourself away like that?

Of course I know. Why don't you know?

If that guy wasn't overbearing, there would have been a victim. Knowing that, I couldn't be blamed, and I was angry to know that.

At that time, Baeksang, who had just finished tidying up, approached and bowed his head.

"Elder. I will do as you have been instructed."

"okay."

Hyunyoung, who looked at Baeksang who was leading the charge for a moment, threw his gaze into the distance.

The sun was rising in the distance.

'It was a long night indeed.'

It was the moment when the battle that will remain in the history of the volcanic wave that returned from extinction was over.

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