Chapter 57: Blood Sword 2
Chapter 57: Blood Sword 2
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She saw Junhyuk in danger and thought about stepping in many times, but the destruction her energy bolt's could cause went beyond tearing up beer cans. She could now drill a hole in a wall and she he was getting stronger and couldn't imagine using it on a human.
On the Dimensional Battlefield, she blew enemy minions' heads like watermelons, and her energy blast was even stronger. She even killed heroes with it.
She couldn't just use her powers, but in case the worst happened, she generated an orb and stood by. She couldn't just use it, but if Junhyuk was in danger, she would launch the energy orb.
Her opponent might die, but she brushed that thought to a corner of her mind.
Junhyuk's left arm started moving unnaturally, and he looked at Sarang. Her eyes beamed with resolve, and he said:
"Don't step in."
"But..."
"I will deal with him seriously from now on."
Until that point, he had been trying to stop the man, but now it was different. He had to try to disarm the man at all costs. So, Junhyuk would aim for the man's right wrist.
It wouldn't be easy to take the man's dagger from him, so Junhyuk was willing to cut the man's wrist.
"This is in self-defense."
Junhyuk told himself and stepped forward. Sanghoon ran toward him. The distance between the two closed, and Sanghoon continued to stab with his dagger. Junhyuk still couldn't move his arm, and Sanghoon stabbed at him at great speed. Junhyuk wanted to parry Sanghoon's attacks, but he couldn't because of his left arm.
Junhyuk headed toward him. Sanghoon swung fast, but Junhyuk could still see the swings. Sanghoon's dagger was about to stab the middle of Junhyuk's forehead when an ivory-colored force field wrapped around him.
Clang!
The stabbing dagger bounced off. The heroes' sword attacks would have pushed the force field back, but Sanghoon was not that strong.
Sanghoon's dagger bounced off, and Junhyuk spun his sword in a circle. He tried to feel the movement of his sword and felt like he had cut Sanghoon's wrist, but he had only scratched it.
Sanghoon pulled his wrist back extremely fast and did not get hurt. Junhyuk followed Sanghoon, but Sanghoon backed up and did not get caught by Junhyuk.
Maybe he flaunted such a high speed because he had sacrificed his body to the dagger.
Junhyuk wanted to cut his wrist. Then, Sanghoon stopped running away and ran toward Junhyuk.
Junhyuk thought he would seize the opportunity and swung his sword, but Sanghoon stepped aside. He stepped on the walls of the alley, then stepped on the force field and ran toward Sarang.
Sarang saw the crazed Sanghoon running toward her and did not hesitate. She fired her energy energy orb.
Thunk!
It made a small noise, but the result was not small. Sanghoon's left knee was smashed, and his leg was completely torn apart. Sanghoon ignored everything and continue heading toward her. Sarang did not have the time to make another energy orb and fire it.
Then, she was surrounded by an ivory-colored light.
Junhyuk had teleported and stood in front of her. Without one leg, Sanghoon stabbed the force field and bounced off, and Junhyuk swung his sword again.
He focused on the speed of his swing, putting everything behind it, and cut Sanghoon's elbow. The torn arm was still holding the bloody dagger, and Junhyuk swung again.
Th-thack!
Using the blunt side of the sword, he swung at Sanghoon's right knee. The knee bent awkwardly, and Sanghoon fell to the ground.
Junhyuk stepped on his back and looked around.
They had made a lot of noise, but the alley was still quiet. There were no CCTV cameras, and there was only a light by the entrance of the alley.
Junhyuk looked around, and Sarang felt very nervous and tried to calm herself down. The enemy minions did not look like humans. They were of a green race, and she did not hesitate to use her power on them, but Sanghoon was different.
He was completely crazy, but he was still human, and she had blown his leg apart.
Her heart pounded, and she wanted to check on Sanghoon. He had tried to stab her in the eyes.
"Big brother!"
Junhyuk was looking down on him when Sanghoon stabbed his torn
"Ki-ki-ki-ki!"
He let out his high-pitch laugher, and Junhyuk lifted his sword again, but Sanghoon's body was very thin and started turning to ash.
Junhyuk hadn't expected that. Sanghoon was feeling ecstatic through it all and laughed like a madman.
Sanghoon disappeared without leaving any trace, making Junhyuk feel like he had imagined the man, but he could still hear the laughter in his ear. He looked back at Sarang, and she couldn't hide her fear. Sanghoon had killed himself and enjoyed it. It all looked very disturbing.
Junhyuk picked up the dagger, hid it in his chest, sent his swords back and went over to Sarang. She looked up at him and gave him a big hug, and he patted her back and whispered:
"It's all right now. It's all over."
Suddenly, Sarang started to cry hard on him.
She was relieved and no longer scared, and the realization that she had torn apart a person's leg weighed on her. His laugh while he died terrorized her.
Sarang couldn't collect herself to be calm, and Junhyuk whispered to her:
"We should leave this place."
They had made loud noises. There was no trace of it, but a person had died in that place. He had basically committed suicide, but people would see it in a different way.
As Junhyuk spoke, Sarang nodded in his chest.
"Then, let's go."
Junhyuk grabbed Sarang by the wrist and looked back as they left. Sarang smiled awkwardly.
"Big brother, I can't move my legs."
Junhyuk knew what she meant. It was too much of a shock for a female high school student, so he sat in front of her and offered her a piggyback ride.
"Get on."
Sarang didn't speak and got on his back. Junhyuk lifted her up and held the back of her knees with his arms.
She was wearing a skirt, and he shouldn't touch her naked legs with his hands.
Sarang felt relieved on his back, and his good manners even made her feel better. She held tightly to his neck, and he complained:
"I can't breath. Give me some room."
"He-heh."
Sarang held on to his neck even tighter.
"Did you get me any presents?"
"Is that important now?"
"Of course! That's why I came here! If it weren't for the presents, I would not have to met that crazy guy."
Junhyuk smiled bitterly.
"I brought something."
"Really?!"
"Expect something nice."
"All right!"
Sarang was overjoyed, and he took her home while people looked at them with suspicion. He did not bother to say she was his niece and just went home.
He told himself that he was carrying a patient, and people probably saw it that way. Inside of his room, he let go of her.
"Do you want to wash up?"
"I'm OK."
Junhyuk pointed to the bed.
"Have a seat. Do you want some pants?"
"I'll use the blanket."
Sarang sat on the bed and covered her legs with the blanket. He felt glad that she covered herself, realizing that he had a high school student in his bed again and he felt really awkward. He got up and got the presents.
The packages looked very big, and Sarang beamed with expectation as if she had forgotten everything that happened that night.
Sarang looked over the two packages.
"Can I open them?"
"Sure."
Sarang opened the first present with great expectation. There were mushrooms inside.
"What's this?"
"Mushrooms. It's a delicacy from where I was."
Sarang looked at him funny and grabbed the other present.
"Can I open this?"
"Of course."
She opened it up without any expression on her face.
"Big brother, are you making fun of me?"
"What are you talking about? I was on a trip, and that meant I should bring back special, local products."
"Big brother!"
Sarang shouted out loud, and Junhyuk laughed. He laughed for a long time and he went over to her, grabbing her left hand. Sarang looked at him, and Junhyuk pulled out a bracelet.
It's was made out of a jujube tree, also known as Chinese date tree, which was struck by lightning. He wasn't sure if the tree was really hit by lightning, but when Junhyuk saw the bracelet, he got a funny feeling.
It looked good, and he placed it on Sarang's wrist.
"It's made out of a jujube tree. It prevents accidents and illnesses."
"Do you really believe that?"
She thought he sounded like a used car salesman, and she gave him a Bronx cheer. Junhyuk continued:
"I am not sure what it is, but don't you feel anything?"
Sarang looked at her bracelet. She looked at it for a long time and felt something.
It was really small, but she did feel something, and it looked good on her wrist.
"Why did you buy it?"
"I wished for a safe return and to always be lucky."
Sarang looked up at him, and Junhyuk caressed her hair.
"So, do your best to return safely."
She nodded and grabbed his hand. Junhyuk tried to pull it away when she closed her eyes and shouted:
"Yeah! This is a luck transfer to big brother!"
Junhyuk smiled at her. Luck couldn't be transferred, but he liked her wish.
"I will take good care of it," she murmured as she looked at her bracelet.
"Right."
Junhyuk took out the dagger he had picked up, and Sarang was very curious and asked:
"Is it really from the Dimensional Battlefield?"
He nodded heavily and read the instructions on the dagger.
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Blood Sword
Attack Power +10
Strength Absorption Power = 10%
If one uses his own blood, attacking speed increases by 10% and movement speed increases by 5%. Stacks three times.
Sold at the dimensional merchants.
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The owner's attack power increased by ten, and when the owner hurt his opponent, he received ten percent of the damage done to his opponent. If the owner damaged himself, his attack speed increased by ten percent and his movement speed increased by five percent, but it could only be stacked three times. After the fourth time, the owner might get killed.
He understood why Sanghoon had stabbed his own arms and stomach now. He had wounded himself more than four times. Even if Junhyuk had left him be, he would still have died.
"This is something else."
Sarang shivered as Junhyuk spoke.
"What are you going to do with it?"
"It's from the battlefield, so I will take it with me next time. It's potent, so I may use it."
It was different from Bebe's basic longswords and it had to be very expensive. He would sell it or use it himself.
"It's really something else."