The Swordsman of the Gods

128. Perfect Soul & Body, Need a New Determination to Start an Era

That morning, Yongchun faced all the attacks from him. Once retaliated but always restrained as if the defense wall of the Black God was between heaven and earth.

“A-what?”

At that moment, Yongchun stopped moving. Fresh blood came out of his mouth. Keep falling until it reaches both feet. The inside of his body was like a shapeless shatter. Acid like waves hit the wall in his body.

“I don't know if this affects you. But now look, you turned out to be easy to beat.”

The Black God's soul resides in Yongchun's body but it has no power to control it because that's why the Black God who is now a fragment of the soul is now using power.

His fist tightly grasped Yongchun's heart indirectly, causing Yongchun to be unable to breathe. His movement stopped and then collapsed.

His body was drenched in blood, he almost lost consciousness next to him trying to breathe while still tightly grasping his sword.

“I won't lose to—”

Shit! Shit! Shit!

A blackish thing surrounded his body to cover it and made Yongchun's body not move a inch. The situation is suddenly silent, silent.

In the underworld of Yongchun consciousness, now. Everything was pitch-black resembling a black hell without a single speck of light. Sounds, air and other things are completely unfeelable. His senses were tightly shut as that consciousness was taken over.

“I managed to tear your body apart, that's how I feel but why am I tearing my own soul?” One sound appeared, making the listener's senses open by themselves.

Slowly the light from the darkness of open hearing, hearing one type of sound that resonates throughout the room here. It was dark and nothing was visible.

Srek, srek!

Then a foreign voice sounded again. Quite unique to hear, and not only that. He heard it from the body that was rubbed by the thin floor below.

The sense of openness.

“Who?” The mouth trembled, speaking by itself after the brain turned and worked.

Srak! Srak! Srak!

The black bandage opened quickly. Making Yongchun come to his senses with two eyes blazing with black flames. His view is very clear. And something moved both of his legs until he stood up. Then move the two hands that held the sword afterwards.

SHAYAK!

One slash from top to bottom, a flash of white-colored flame followed the sword's movement as fast as light. The view of the body of someone Yongchun was facing right now changed drastically.

There were only black eyeballs. But now, it has become common. God Ear flashed a smile and lay on the dusty ground with blood seeping out.

“What happened?” That's all he can say now. The incident that just happened was not what he could have imagined until the end of his life.

Just remembering it makes it goosebumps. Yongchun several times blinked both eyes in confusion, still he grasped the sword which then broke the blade into pieces.

“Shouldn't I die? That Black God did something to my body, I was like possessed or...Others have happened?” Yongchun. He had no idea what had happened back then.

“True!” A voice echoed in his head. A moment Yongchun shuddered, dropped the sword hilt to the ground and tightly closed his ears.

Then the figure of the voice that echoed in his head again said something. This time with a serious threat.

“You forgot me? I am a God! I am the one in power. And I have the right to seize the human body, you! Remember, if you dare to call me again with the name lowly, "black", then I will make this body torn apart!”

Sounding extremely cruel, Yongchun collapsed to the ground with his body trembling strongly. Powerless he held all the heavy weight that felt rushing all over his body. It is not blood, water or food. Not at all.

“Ke-why are you? You alone can't make this body yours, proof that I'm alive!” Boldly, Yongchun spoke the words of the Black God.

“Why did you say?! Quiet thee! You have no right to talk!”

Crat!

His ears suddenly bleed. Yongchun became weak and weakened even though the power flowed on him now.

“I can control your body, just by making you die and come back to life! This time I will not fail like before!” the rampage of the Black God that made his entire body tremble strongly, blood spewed out with a rush.

After that, Yongchun slowly raised the sword fault around him. He then directed the end of the fault. So sharp and shiny in the sun.

“A-what?”

Both hands moved on their own. And for some time the broken sword moved ever closer to his neck.

“I wouldn't do something like this!” pekik Yongchun faced the Black God who was controlling his body to commit suicide.

The Black Council continued to insist on making Yongchun's hand move towards his neck with that sharp blade. Seen from the outside, Yongchun was as if he was going to kill himself.

Sweats poured profusely, a drop of blood flowed down onto the ground. Yongchun's hand trembled strongly as his hand moved to kill himself.

Srats!

The neck of Yongchun. Lucky not to pierce or penetrate it. After a while Yongchun fell silent with a puzzled face. The two hands that had previously grasped the powerful sword fracture instantly slipped apart. He suddenly squeezed after that.

Sraaah!

Black smoke shot out from Yongchun's body. Appears the form of the Black God that is no longer formed. His form was like smoke that would disappear once the wind came it was now staring at the Yongchun Culas.

“I don't know your name. But, even so, I should also be able to control your body. But there seems to be a figure protecting you from back there.” The Black God said something incomprehensible with a single listen.

Because, the figure of all the people in question is the figure of people who have been helped by Yongchun. It could be said that they were the closest family or associates of Yongchun. Starting from his teachers, best friends and family in the form of Father and Mother.

The last figure to appear was not a figure that protected Yongchun as the spirit of the dead but rather a figure that could be said to be a guard or maybe even a god.

His former palms are still on Yongchun's shoulders. That's why the figure appeared. Those who were behind Yongchun seemed to encourage him to continue advancing forward.

Even if he doesn't know what happened. Seeing even feeling it is not, but it is as if this is his dedication since childhood. Fight and take cover before he saves someone.

“No.” Yongchun then got up from there. Then again said, “I won't save myself before I save someone precious.”

But he changed his initial dedication to making the most important person a priority in his life.