Chapter 94 (1/2)

Seo Do-kun began to walk slowly.

His destination was the guest cup, where the one who united the infinite black sword swarm was staying in.

It was said that the guest cup itself had become their den, so there must be a considerable number of black swordsmen there.

According to the research that had been conducted by Rattan Yeop, the leaders who led each group of Black Swords, and those with quite good skills among the Black Swords, were gathered in the guest cup.

If that was the case, then, if one were to take control of it, wouldn’t it be the same as taking control of the entire Black Island of Infinity.

Seo Do-kun thought so.

Anyway, they couldn’t run away, so he didn’t intend to work alone. He had brought thirty warriors along with him.

They were samurai he had procured from Cheon Geum-ryeon, and of course, their potential as a synergist had exploded.

He had initially planned to bring Go Jun-kwang’s men, but the man strongly objected, so he had to make do with these.

Go Jun-kwang’s subordinates must be working to turn the attention of Moorimmaeng, Heukryeon, Namgungse, and Zhugegalsega all over Wuhan by now.

“Well, I don’t exactly know what you’re doing.”

In the distance, he could see a mug. Seo Do-kun chuckled.

“Let’s play with a shake. It would be really worth seeing if the Black Swords ate up the Blood Gang and overturned infinity.”

After arriving in front of Gaekzan, Do-kun couldn’t help but tilt his head. “What, how about this awkward feeling?”

He didn’t think it was a big deal because Black Swords were generally an unreasonable bunch, but when he arrived, the atmosphere in the guest cup felt highly unusual.

“It might take a little longer than you think, right?”

Mumbling in this manner, Seo Do-kun strode into the cup and looked around.

There were quite a few tables in sight, and at each table, there were ragged men who were sitting down. All of them were definitely Black Swords.

It didn’t feel like much of a threat, but the momentum for it was far stronger than what he had heard.

“Huh, why was the level of the Infinite Black Sword so high?”

Even if only the bosses were fathered, this was the level of a really good opponent.

As Seo Do-kun went a little further inside, the Cheon Geum-ryeon samurai rushed in. The men on the first floor grew nervous at the sight of him.

Then, his eyes landed on Seo Do-kun. The level difference between them was extremely significant.

A low tension began to sweep through the audience. At that moment, a man slowly descended from the next floor.

It was Dongho Pyo Gukju. Upon seeing this, Seo Do-kun’s eyes twinkled.

“Hey, look at these guys. Is this really good enough?”

In particular, Dongho Pyo Gukju seemed to be able to defeat it after competing for at least a hundred seconds.

The rest wasn’t too hard. At least, the samurai of Cheon Geum-ryeon that he brought along seemed difficult when it came to handling even some of them.

Seo Do-kun scratched the back of his head. “This is won. I should have brought some more with me.”

Though he said this, there was no sign of tension on his face.

After all, winning this was only a matter of time. He just felt annoyed because there would be some consequences ensuing if he were to do this wrong.

Dongho Pyo Gukju simply looked at Seo Do-kun as he said, “If we fight here, it’ll look like we’d break everything, so why don’t we head out?”

Seo Do-kun smirked in response. “Are you good at fighting? Good. I like the idea, so let’s head out in the back. We’ll rest once we’re done smashing you guys/”

Seo Do-kun then turned and strode out of the cup. He hadn’t even considered the thought that they might run away while they were doing this.

This was because everyone knew that you needed at least one more to be able to sustain yourself for a longer period of time.

When Seo- Do-kun left, the samurai followed. Dongho Pyo Guk began to speak.

“I’m feeling quite full.”

“Ah…”

Ma Chung-sam then looked at Dongho Pyo Gukju with a nervous expression.

“You must run to Confucius immediately.”

“Yes.”

“Go, tell them that the one we can’t win against, even if we all attack, has arrived.”

His eyes widened.

“Is that enough?”

“It’s more than enough. It seems as if everyone is ready to die.”

There was no fear in their eyes. They simply released the energy of Danjeon.

Dongho Pyo Guk felt the stinging force pouring all over his body, and he grinned.

“Go. Let’s go somewhere and fight the enemy and die.”

“Ha!”

The members of the non-heavenly troupe who cheered all at once went out of the audience.

There were about ten Cheon Geum-ryeon warriors in total. Seo Do-kun sent them here in advance in case someone would plan to run away.

Of course, he knew it would be this way.

Ma Chung-sam took out a small black bead from his bosom.

“Do you know what this is?”

Ma Chung-sam chuckled and threw out the marbles on the floor near Cheon Geum-ryeon’s samurai.

Pop!

Black marbles shattered on the floor, and black powder began to burst out.

The powder was so fine that it had taken over the surroundings in a mist-like haze in almost an instant.

The Black Moon Sword reflexively stopped moving. The same could be said for the wisteria leaves.

In the meantime, Yuk Tae-goo jumped out of the window.

The Black Moon Sword and the Turtle Leaf looked at the scene with absurd expressions.

“What, all you do is poison, and then run away?”

At once, a heavy gaze descended upon Yuk Tae-goo, who was looking right back at him.

However, at that moment, the Black Moon Sword suddenly began to scream.

“Aww!”

He couldn’t help but look at the Black Moon Sword in amazement.

His face bulged out and went in repeatedly. It swelled like a blood vessel that was about to burst, and then sunk.

When he saw that, he couldn’t help but feel terrified.

Strangely enough, however, the other person didn’t really care.

“Aww!”

The Black Moon Sword screamed and suddenly started swinging the sword in all directions.

Wangwangwang!

Various parts of the building were both broken and exploded.

Blood stood out in the Black Moon Sword’s line of vision. Apparently, he couldn’t keep his rationality in check.

He then rushed towards the nearest wisteria.

Aww!

The bitter gourd could barely block the attack of the Black Moon Sword. In return, he broke off his spear and flew out.

He then managed to balance himself in mid-air and then landed on the floor.

When he reflexively raised his head and looked up, the Black Moon Sword suddenly jumped down and struck him as it was.

Unable to dodge, he clenched his teeth and raised his sword in order to block it.