Chapter 154 – Chapter 153 – Beyond (17) Complete

“Whoa.”

Jung Jo-jun sighs.

Holding his blood dripping balmung, he stared blankly in front of himself.

A front full of bright red flesh.

That mass of flesh, which multiplied endlessly no matter how many times it was cut, showed no signs of shrinking.

Heartbeat-.

The flesh stirred once, then stopped moving for a moment.

It’s the 9th. Jung Jo-jun thought to himself.

It was a time that was gradually fading away, but this one thing was certain.

That this piece of flesh stops working for a while after 9 days.

After Jeong Jo-jun stopped swinging his sword, he struggled to move his body and landed in one place.

There was another man besides Jeong Jo-jun.

Siegfried with gray hair.

He smiled bitterly at Jung Joon.

“How long have you been here?”

When Jung Aim looked blankly at the sky and asked, Siegfried answered.

“There was so much that I couldn’t feel the passage of time.”

“… Pestilence.”

Jung Aim spat out curse words and looked at the flesh behind Siegfried.

He himself was helpless, but that lump of flesh in Siegfried’s space was so terrible that there was no answer.

Jung Joon faced Siegfried back to back, and laid his balmung on the ground.

Oddly enough, starting from where Jojo Joon and Siegfried were sitting, the world was moved like a decalcomani.

The size of the red flesh was different, but in general, the two worlds were similar.

‘I imprison myself and Fafnir until I can cut them’

The space of promise made by origin spread out behind each other’s backs.

Okay.

As Jung Joon touched Balmung, he saw Siegfried’s sword lying on the other side.

The blade was all gone, and the appearance of that sword with dried blood was unattractive.

The very weak handle and the shape of the stone embedded in it made me infer one fact.

‘Balmun.’

Siegfried’s sword was Balmung.

The golden handle that he was holding now had a sword with sharp anticipation that had changed like that.

Can I do it

Jung Jo-jun asked himself.

This space continued to question itself.

Limitations and possibilities.

The intertwining of the two raised questions that kept running around in my head.

“Ah.”

Jung Jo-jun asked about himself, and suddenly muttered.

Question.

Asking about myself, asking about that red flesh.

Asking himself to give up everything.

‘Can you do it?’

To that question, Jung Jo-jun answered without hesitation.

“I have no choice but to do it.”

Okay.

Jung Jo-jun picks up Balmung and gets up.

The red flesh was still motionless, but Jung Jo-Jun staggered to his feet and approached it.

They were definitely women who were still waiting for him. He shouldn’t have waited any longer.

“…”

Siegfried quietly looked at the figure of Jung Joon.

Chew-!

Balmung flashes and blood splatters.

Chew-!

One more time, one more time, one more time.

Jung Aim cut down the red flesh with his sword endlessly.

Gritting his teeth and watching the sword slash, Siegfried himself stood up quietly.

At some point, I decided that I couldn’t leave this space.

However.

Seeing him wielding his straight aim sword, Siegfried’s forgotten feelings flared up in his heart.

The two men swing their swords at the flesh.

Blood was splattered in all directions.

Time continued to pass.

Jeong Jo-joon’s balmung was gradually covered with blood, and the blue jewel gradually lost its light.

The jet-black hair gradually discolored and turned into gray hair.

All of those things that make up the aim are dull and broken.

Only one thing, the sword he wielded gradually got sharper.

“Whoa.”

Jeong Jo-joon sees the flesh that has stopped moving, and lets out a sigh.

Obviously got better got stronger

However, as he progressed, the mass of flesh in front of his eyes proliferated even faster.

Less so

Taking a break with Siegfried in the same place as always, Jeong Jo-jun thought.

‘What should I do?’

Even if you cut and cut, the flesh will proliferate.

No matter how much you run, catch up next to it.

When I asked this question to Siegfried, he replied calmly.

“Faster, cut more.”

Jeong Jo-jun blankly repeated the answer to himself.

‘Faster, more.’

It was a very simple story, but it was something he had forgotten all along.

The faster the sword, the more.

Nothing more than that, at those primitive words, Jeong Jo-jun approached his flesh again as if possessed.

Heartbeat-.

Just in time, the flesh began to move again.

Jeong Jo-joon slashed his bright red flesh with his balmung.

Blood splatters, flesh proliferates.

Jeong Jo-joon recalled from the bridle of this chain that continued infinitely.

‘Faster.’

After holding his Balmung in one hand, hold Leva Tane in the other.

‘More.’

Connecting the iron sword with the Ego Sword, it cuts through the flesh in front of its eyes.

Dual sword.

As if two arms were dancing, cutting through the flesh.

Three swords.

The sword of the air with ego encourages the dance.

Then, the size of the flesh that had proliferated in an instant shrank.

Jung Aim didn’t feel it, and he continued to swing his sword.

‘Faster, more.’

Repeating those words subconsciously, Jung Jo-jun drew three swords.

Again, countless hours passed.

* *

“I’m here.”

Aris sat blankly at her desk as she opened the guild door and looked at the person entering.

A beautiful woman with long purple hair and intelligent eyes.

Violet greets everyone in a suit.

“Yeah, are you here?”

When Bianca accepted her greeting, her Violet replied briefly and then sat down at her own desk.

The guild’s office where everyone went to work.

It’s always the same as usual, but it’s different from the previous one.

School Days. The harmonious atmosphere when everyone gathered was nowhere to be found.

Everyone knew the cause.

But nobody brought it up.

If I brought up the story, it was obvious that everyone here would fall apart.

They put on dangerous masks and swallowed a man inside.

“…”

Silence prevails in the office.

Aris looked around her with red eyes.

Rebecca, who used to smile lightly in the past, but now has become completely blunt.

Cheong-hwa became sharper than before, spitting out swear words.

She’s smiling, but Bianca’s smile is endlessly dangerous.

Their appearance, which is different from three years ago, is felt more disparate today.

“Fuck it…!”

Her sudden blue-blood slams her desk with her head, spitting out her swear words.

It was a sudden action in silence, but no one was surprised.

It was because she was already static that could break like thin ice.

“Fuck it…! Fuck it…!”

Cheonghwa spat out her swear words in succession.

The vicious curse gradually spreads into bites.

Seeing the blue and white flowers, the women didn’t say anything.

I wanted to say something comforting, but even they themselves choked and tears welled up.

They stayed silent and swallowed their words.

“What the hell…! What the hell… When are you coming… You fucking bastard…”

With her head slammed into her desk, Qinghua finally burst into tears.

At the sad sound of crying, the female crew couldn’t contain it and shed tears.

Aris, who had already cried a lot in the morning, shed tears again.

Piririk-!

Then a shrill sound rang through her office.

Everyone frowned at the sound of the phone ringing on Bianca’s desk.

“Ah yes.”

Bianca hastily wipes away her tears and talks to someone over the phone.

That sound that just rang is ‘an alarm that the devil has appeared.’

In this situation full of sadness, they had to prepare for dispatch, but they moved their bodies while exclaiming annoyance.

“Fuck… Really…”

Cheonghwa, who had her face buried in her desk, raises her body.

Chung-Hwa ferociously wiped her smeared face with her tears and snot, and she gathered the supplies she needed for the demon hunt.

“Everyone…”

After the call, Bianca looked at the women with a puzzled expression.

The girls were nervous at that expression that was not serious.

Then Bianca was taken aback by her words.

“In another world… The gate has opened. I think we need to move quickly.”

A world beyond that connected by a portal.

The fact that the gate was opened in a place where the devil had never appeared before.

Everyone hurriedly packed their equipment and went down to the parking lot.

“Get on!”

As if they were preparing in advance, Saerom Lee, the manager of the tree guild, left the door of the green van wide open.

Soon the green van carrying them headed for the portal.

* *

When the women arrived at the gate of another world, there were already several hunters gathered there.

“What the hell is that…?”

After getting off the van and looking at the gate, Cheonghwa muttered.

Gates open to the sky.

The size of the Magi that existed beyond it was greater than any other gate that had ever existed.

Even compared to the magic I felt in the gap of that dimension three years ago, that gate was overwhelming.

“You’re here!”

In the distance, an employee of the Hunter Association runs towards the female camp.

“I think you’ll have to… Come quickly!”

In response to the gesture of promptly guiding them, the women hurriedly approached the gate.

Crackle-! Support position-!

The gate was swaying dangerously as if it would spit out something over there at any moment.

The magic of the gate seen up close was even more massive.

May die no, die

The existence beyond that gate was not something they could deal with.

When that thought came to mind, a man immediately appeared in the minds of the women.

A man holding a sword and cutting through the crisis.

“Haha…”

Aris smiled blankly.

Thinking that I might die soon, all I could think of was Jung Jo-jun.

Only once.

Aris prayed.

I want to see Jeong Jo-joon one last time.

Perhaps in response to Aris’ prayers, the dangerously swaying gate opened the entrance.

Aris resigned herself to that heartless reply and raised her own gun.

Wow-!

The gate opens.

Something fell from the gate overflowing with overwhelming demonic energy.

“Uh… Uh…?”

Contrary to what I thought, everyone was surprised by something small in size.

Eventually, when it fell to the floor and raised its body, a greater shock followed.

“Hi.”

Unlike before, he had gray hair that had lost its color and was carrying a worn-out sword.

A man with kind eyes.

His appearance changed, but no one recognized him.

“Jojuna…?”

As if Aris couldn’t believe it, she called out his name.

Then the man smiled and replied.

“I’m gone.”

“Ah… Ah ah…”

Aris steps forward with hesitation, and then runs towards the target.

Not sure if it would disappear, Aris stretched out her hands forward and grabbed Jung Joon’s body.

Jeong Jo-joon’s body was stained with red blood, no matter where he had been or what.

Jung Aim seemed to be uncomfortable with Aris touching the blood, but pulled her body back.

In line with that gesture, Aris burrowed deeper into his bosom.

“Don’t go anywhere now.”

Caught in Jung Jo-jun’s arms, Aris looked up at her while crying.

Jung Jo-jun looked at those eyes quietly and then replied.

“Yeah. Now I have to stay.”

“Hey.. You bastard…!!!”

Behind Aris, Cheonghwa hurriedly rushes forward, swearing.

Not only Cheonghwa, but also Violet, Bianca, Rebecca, and Seolyeon Choi ran towards this place.

Seeing that, Jung Jo-jun smiled broadly.

“Everyone… Is gone.”

Jeong Jo-joon greeted them once again.