Chapitre 448: Chapter 1336: I'll Carve That Name Into Memory (Part 6)
Where was she now? How long had she been fighting?
Swish!
Suddenly, a dagger sliced through the air, cutting the foot that was about to land on the ground.
Yoo Iseol, momentarily losing balance, rolled on the ground. There was no strength in her foot, as if the muscles were severed, or perhaps there was no sensation from the beginning.
However, Yoo Iseol did not despair or give up.
Thud!
She pushed the ground forcefully with her hand, propelling herself a bit further with the recoil. Although a strong impact struck her wrist as if it would break, she paid it no mind.
'More!'
Just one more step!
"Die, you wench!"
Members of the Myriad Man Manor, with venom in their eyes, widened their mouths and shouted as they swung their swords at her. Yoo Iseol immediately swung her sword with all her might to parry the attacks.
Kaaaang!
Utilizing the collision force between the swords, she staggered backward and slammed into the ground again.
'How far have I come?'
No, don't think about it.
Because if she thought, she might despair at the vast distance still remaining.
Swish!
A crimson dagger flew aggressively. At the instant judgment that she couldn't block it all, Yoo Iseol's left hand instinctively covered Chung Myung's head.
Kaaang! Swish!
Along with the sound of her sword colliding with the dagger, a sound of flesh being cut rang out simultaneously. Although a lot of blood poured out from her side, Yoo Iseol didn't waver or falter, immediately stepping back.
One more step.
"That damned woman!"
Even the members of the Myriad Man Manor looked tired as they stared at Yoo Iseol.
As daggers flew one after another, her face swelled up quickly.
She couldn't even open her eyes properly, making it difficult to see anything.
But even in this dire situation, she diligently and ruthlessly evaded attacks.
'More…'
The ground she spilled blood on turned red.
Now, she couldn't feel the pain anymore. All that remained was the determination to escape.
Swish!
As the dagger flew, Yoo Iseol's sword instinctively moved.
Kaaang!
However, her sword couldn't muster enough strength to deflect the dagger. At the moment of collision between the dagger and the sword, her wrist snapped. The misplaced dagger passed through her thigh.
Swish!
Her thigh spread wide open, exposing charred bones.
But the bigger problem than the severe wound was that she could no longer use her leg.
'More… I must go on.'
She couldn't forcefully slam the ground anymore or deftly evade enemy attacks. Her right leg wouldn't move as she willed it.
Jiik. Jiik.
But Yoo Iseol, dragging her limp leg, continued to retreat while facing the members of the Myriad Man Manor.
Due to severe bleeding, her thoughts sporadically cut off.
She couldn't recall when she started fighting or why she was fighting. Now it was too distant and unclear to remember clearly.
What moved her was the faint warmth on her back. That was all.
Protect.
Even though she always said she would protect, she had always been protected. So this time, she had to protect this guy.
"Don't… worry."
Yoo Iseol forced herself to lift the sword. However, her wrist kept sagging as if dislocated.
"It's still… okay."
It wasn't clear who she was talking to. Whether it was to Chung Myung or to herself. No, such distinctions didn't matter.
"Even in this state…"
With a voice that seemed to express disdain, the stifling words reached her ears.
Strangely, she found herself laughing.
They wouldn't understand.
Those who live only for themselves don't know.
Because of this person, plum blossoms bloomed on her sword.
Because of this person, Hyun Jong smiled.
Because of this person, she preserved the grounds she had lived on, and her father's life and death hadn't become meaningless.
Isn't that enough? Does one need more reasons beyond risking one's life for another person?
"Sago..."
Yoo Iseol's lips barely parted.
"Protect... promise to protect..."
Clearly a situation beyond limits.
Even if the Myriad Man Manor didn't swing their swords any further, she would soon run out of breath. She was just attached to life; calling her a corpse wouldn't be strange.
But the members of the Myriad Man Manor couldn't rush in to cut her breath. It was due to something overwhelming, different from fear, different from skills.
"Sago..."
But only for a moment.
Soon, behind the Myriad Man Manor, a roar erupted.
"What are you doing, you idiots! Kill her right away!"
To those who had just now rushed in from inside the canyon, it was a scene that was difficult to understand.
Those who flinched at the unexpected sight bit their lips. And soon, they rushed towards Yoo Iseol again.
Resistance was necessary. She had to fight.
But her arms and legs had already given out.
"Protect..."
A sword flew towards Yoo Iseol's throat. She tried to lift her unmoving arm to block it, but her sagging wrist couldn't reach the trajectory of the black blade.
"Protect..."
Kaaaang!
At that moment, with a thunderous noise, the sword that had touched Yoo Iseol's throat was thrown back with red blood splattering. Yoo Iseol collapsed, but someone supported and assisted Yoo Iseol and Chung Myung.
In the blurry vision, Yoo Iseol saw someone looking down at her.
'...Jo Gol?'
"This..."
Jo Gol's face was horribly distorted.
"These damn Evil Sect bastards dare to..."
While holding Yoo Iseol with one hand, Jo Gol thrust his sword forward. The explosive sword sent a huge hole into the bodies of the Myriad Man Manor members who were momentarily stunned by the appearance of a new enemy.
"Aaaaah!"
Jo Gol's anger didn't subside even then. Red plum blossoms scattered from the tip of his sword.
"Sago!"
Jo Gol shouted towards the seemingly unconscious Yoo Iseol.
When Yoo Iseol faintly opened her eyes, she saw tears streaming down Jo Gol's face.
"Are you okay, Sago!"
"Protect..."
"Damn it, think about yourself at least!"
As Jo Gol yelled, Yoo Iseol's lips formed a faint smile.
Soon, Jo Gol embraced her as she collapsed.
Not a single part of her body seemed unscathed. Both Chung Myung and Yoo Iseol fought until it came to this point.
'It's my fault!'
If he had been a little faster, the two of them wouldn't have been injured to this extent.
If he had been a little stronger, he could have knocked down the opponents blocking their way faster and reached this place sooner.
Each scar engraved on their bodies made blood surge in reverse at the thought that all of these wounds originated from his weakness. Jo Gol gritted his teeth and lifted the two of them on his shoulders.
What he needed to do now was not to release his boiling anger but to rescue them.
"Taaaah!"
He kicked the ground and swiftly moved forward like an arrow.
"Chase them! Right now!"
The Myriad Man Manor members, who had hesitated for a moment at the unexpected appearance of Jo Gol, immediately followed him as soon as he showed his back.
"Get out of the way, you bastards!"
The Evil Sect members, who were already tracking their way through the defeated Southenr Island without much enthusiasm, suddenly screamed blue murder when they saw Jo Gol appearing behind them.
Jo Gol pierced through them mercilessly.
Thunk! Thunk!
Those with holes in their bodies the size of fists collapsed on the spot.
"What, what's going on!"
"Behind! They're coming from behind!"
The Evil Sect members swung their weapons frantically, but the attacks were hasty and lacked the strength to stop Jo Gol.
"Move aside!"
"Capture him, you stupid bastards!"
The Myriad Man Manor members who were chasing Jo Gol from behind shouted loudly at the Evil Sect members entangled in the confusion.
Although the Myriad Man Manor members were coming, the Evil Sect members couldn't easily retreat due to the dense crowd.
The clash occurred between the confused Myriad Man Manor members, who couldn't control their momentum, and the Evil Sect members who hadn't yet cleared the way.
The Myriad Man Manor members who hadn't had time to evade collided with the incoming force, and the Evil Sect members sprayed blood as if hit by a speeding carriage.
"This, this is ridiculous!"
The Myriad Man Manor members who were tracking Jo Gol grimaced.
The forces they had mobilized were now more of a hindrance than assistance. Such a situation was beyond their expectations.
"These vermin!"
The desperate Myriad Man Manor members swung their fists directly, tearing into the Evil Sect members. Some of them, whose temper was truly ferocious, didn't hesitate to cut down the Evil Sect members.
"Kwaaaah!"
The Evil Sect members, who hadn't even thought that they would face such an enemy, screamed as they were overwhelmed and stumbled.
Of course, this chaos wouldn't last long, but for Jo Gol, it was a golden opportunity.
Thunk!
"Aaaaah!"
The shoulder of a Evil Sect member that Jo Gol stepped on sank. With the recoil, he leaped forward, then forward again, rushing like an arrow.
Sweeeerch!
The spear that had been rushing towards Jo Gol's left arm from below.
However, Jo Gol let it be. If he stopped, he would die. What he needed to do now was only to move forward. And join the main force ahead.
Thud!
"Aaaah!"
Jo Gol, stepping on another Evil Sect member's shoulder, leaped and descended in a parabola. In the splatter of blood, a steel spear suddenly appeared in his two eyes.
A situation where one would either step back or twist their body.
Jo Gol's choice was different.
Pushing the sword he was holding into the scabbard in an instant, he suddenly extended his hand, seizing the spearhead firmly.
"What?"
Chwaaaaak!
The anticipated trajectory of the spear, charged with energy, tore through Jo Gol's palm in an instant. However, instead of letting go of the spear, he pressed down even harder. The sturdy iron spear bent and straightened like a bow under the force.
Utilizing that power, Jo Gol shot forward like a bullet.
Swish! Swish!
The Evil Sect members, swinging their swords in haste, merely brushed against Jo Gol as he moved forward.
However, Jo Gol did not blink an eye. His gaze was solely fixed on the direction he needed to go.
It's there. It must be there! It has to be!
Finally, as he spotted the familiar figure, unable to endure any longer, he shouted at the top of his lungs.
"Hye Yeon Ni-i-i-i-im!"
Hye Yeon, who was repelling the crowd, raised his gaze sharply. And when he confirmed Jo Gol was approaching with Chung Myung and Yoo Iseol in tow, he swiftly moved towards them.
"Doj-a-a-a-ang!"
Hye Yeon, of course, couldn't be unscathed. However, like someone who had no intention of taking care of his own body, he leaped into the midst of the Evil Sect members without hesitation.
Kwaaaah!
Those who were hit by Hye Yeon's shoulders spurted blood and collapsed.
He planted his feet on the ground, sweeping away the Safa members. Due to using his inner strength too much, blood continuously poured from his nose and mouth.
But now was not the time to get tired. Because he had to clear the way for them to come safely!
"A—mi—ta—bha!"
Hye Yeon swung at the Evil Sect members as if she were possessed.
For a while, a path opened up in the midst of the Evil Sect members due to Hye Yeon's relentless onslaught.
He had already stretched his inner strength to its limit.
At the moment of reaching the limit, Hye Yeon's eyes flashed unexpectedly, shining brightly.
"Ooooo!"
Hye Yeon's fist cut through the air forcefully.
Kwaaaaah!
The peak of the White Tiger Fist. The pinnacle of the Shaolin's Fist that couldn't be cast with the current level of his inner strength. No, the pinnacle of the Shaolin's Fist that should not be cast.
The power infused with his spirit scattered the Evil Sect members who had been obstructing them like fireworks, pushing them in all directions.
Thud.
In the end, Hye Yeon's knees buckled, and she fell to the ground. Covered in blood from the seven strikes, he touched the ground with trembling hands.
'Oh, not yet...!'
Determined, Hye Yeon struggled to rise. However, at that moment, someone emerged from behind with a sharp scream.
"Get out of the way, monk!"
"Do...jang?"
Suddenly, Hye Yeon's world was covered in red petals.
"Aaah!"
"Kraaah!"
Tang Soso rushed forward with swift and forceful swings of her sword. With each plum blossom petal falling, screams and blood from the Evil Sect members filled the air.
Tang Soso leaped into the air and shouted.
"Sahyung!"
"Alright!"
The moment she extended her sword, as if already knowing, Jo Gol stomped it down with his foot.
The moment the blade and foot connected.
"Uraaah!"
Tang Soso unleashed a powerful strike, putting all her strength into it. The forceful sword strike sent the three of them, who were burdened by the weight of the sword, flying forward.
"Thud!"
A burst of red arterial blood gushed from Jo Gol's mouth.
In an attempt to go further, he even suppressed the minimal internal energy protecting his body. It was the price he paid for receiving the force of the sword.
A shock as if the world turned pitch black for a moment enveloped him.
But even in the midst of darkness, Jo Gol did not forget what he had to do.
"Monk!"
He couldn't see him, but he knew he must be there.
Jo Gol tossed the two people he had carried on his shoulders forward. He firmly believed that Hye Yeon would handle it.
When the world, which had momentarily turned black, regained its color, Jo Gol saw it.
Hye Yeon, who had been thrown into the air, catching the two people safely.
"Ugh..."
Only then did a small laugh escape him.
The ground rose towards him.
Thunk.
Jo Gol, sprawled on the ground, bounced a few times before being slammed down again.
"Ah, ooh..."
From Jo Gol's widely opened mouth, a low laughter seeped out.
'Accomplished...'
The place where he fell was in the middle of enemy territory.
As the enemies approached the fallen Jo Gol like a pack of wolves, it seemed he couldn't resist anymore. There wasn't even a bit of strength left in his fingers.
'What does it matter...'
If the price of saving them was death, he would die laughing.
Jo Gol embraced the inevitable end with a faint smile.
Paaaaa!
Suddenly, a powerful and familiar sword energy swept through him.
A red aura that seemed more furious than powerful.
Jo Gol's eyes widened for a moment.
Before the attackers who had rushed to him could even scream, they were torn apart and scattered like leaves in the wind. A considerable amount of blood sprayed over Jo Gol's fallen face.
And within the pouring blood, a figure revealed itself, gripping Jo Gol's collar and lifting him up.
"You did well, you crazy bastard!"
"...Can I stay here, Sasuk?"
"Can you!"
Baek Cheon forcefully pulled Jo Gol up, shouting.
"Soso!"
"Yes, Sasuk!"
Tang Soso, who had rushed over, quickly carried Jo Gol. However, Baek Cheon still didn't release the hand holding Jo Gol's collar.
When Tang Soso looked at him with a questioning gaze, Baek Cheon briefly fell silent and then said to Jo Gol,
"Let's talk about your rebellion later."
"...I just wish I were dead, really."
"I'm the one who wants to kill, you damn bastard!"
"But...why?"
"What!"
"Why are you crying? It's so annoying..."
"Go!"
Baek Cheon pushed Tang Soso away. He glanced at her for a moment as she ran, then turned his body without any lingering emotions.
Finally, everyone was gone. Behind him. Now was the time for him to defend.
Now was the moment he would protect.
He swung the sword vigorously. The aura burst out explosively, sweeping away the surrounding enemies.
"After this, no one can pass."
Baek Cheon's sword, stained with blood, shone brightly in the sunlight.
"Until you kill me!"
L’AVIS DES CRÉATEURS 
Bagel_Seeds
Bagel_Seeds shit...dude...author better not kill any of them...plot armor, believe in the plot armor...
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