The Swordsman of the Gods

136. The God Mouth II

A sword slung to the neck. A single move would definitely make the neck cut off, spitting out countless amounts of blood. However, Yongchun held back the blade of the sword, no matter if it scratched his palm, a drop of blood fell right on top of his clothes.

Cracks!

Yongchun clasped the sword blade firmly until it made the sword itself break. Yongchun rushed over, put away the blanket and got off his bed. He grabbed Bon's neck, clutching him with murderous lust.

“You who? Is that you, Black God?”

“It appears that you are talking to someone else huh, Asyura!”

Klang's!

Bon dropped his sword and took the short sword from under his clothes. Then he floated his gun right at Yongchun's neck once more.

Yongchun moved backwards by jumping. The blade of the short sword only scratched the tip of his neck and it did not incise a fatal wound.

Pressing the scratched part of the wound Yongchun said, “It turns out he wasn't there. Can't you control Bon, too, the Black God?”

There was no answer to the Black God. It was as if he was living deeply in Yongchun's body. Likewise with the Bon body response is only ordinary. It is not seen that Bon is being controlled by the black god.

“Why are you looking at me that way?”

It was clear that Bon did not understand the origin of the Black God. However, Yongchun himself realized that Bon was one of the most visible owners of the body of the god.

“It's worth Romusha saying that God Mouth is hard to talk to. But it turns out instead he himself, ha ..how ironic,” muttered Yongchun sighed.

“You said what?” ask Bon not to understand.

”No. Its alright. By the way being and what do you want to come here?”

“I feel something dangerous from your body. So, the determination to kill you has been re-gathered. This time, I have to kill you!”

Bon pointed the tip of his sword blade with a sharp look at Yongchun. Eve killed the one that seemed to be pouncing on Yongchun, but Yongchun did not care much about it. Another story if Bon controlled by the Black God.

“Bon, if you talk like that. Do you not feel it in your own body?”

“Speaking what you are,” Ketus Bon. He went far, approached her while swinging a weapon.

Dak!

Yongchun parried with his right arm, pushing Bon's wrist upwards so that his attack missed.

“It turns out you don't know,” Yongchun said. He grabbed her by the neck and threw Bon out of the window.

The krompyang!

The window glass broke. Making the whole house surprised, then rushed to the origin of the sound.

“Who?!” Romusha broke through the door of Yongchun's room. He was already holding the base of the sword and was about to attack the disturbing figure this morning.

“God Eye, is there something?”

Romusha looked at Yongchun's back then at his palm that was spitting out blood bit by bit. It looked like he had just killed someone.

“Hoi!”

“Stop!” pekik Sigar stopped Romusha who was about to rampage in the room.

“Why?”

“You don't feel it, God Hand? There is a God Mouth out there! And God Eye is overcoming its existence which may be our threat today,”, Sigar explained.

Yongchun heard their conversation, he looked back.

“You two are here apparently. By the way, do you feel the air killing me?” yongchun asked as he pointed his index finger at himself.

“What do you mean, God Eye? Don't you say, you're being controlled,” Sigar said. Step inside.

“No. That's not what I meant. I'm just making sure whether the killing you can feel or not. Due to God Mouth, it shows absolutely no negative response.”

“Oh, so because of that apparently. Just deserve. But the God Eye, the Black God really did not put any control on the person there.”

“I've guessed. It's weird.”

Yongchun stepped out of the window.

“You damaged the building for 3x. Instead of feeling guilty you want to continue the fight on Kuraki's page?” syndical Romusha.

“By the way God Eye, if he is not controlled it means that the Black God does not know his name,” said Sigar.

Yongchun did not speak Romusha. He only answered Sigar's sentence by answering, “I know it.”

“Then why does it seem like he focused his killing intent on just you?” ask Sigar.

“Unfortunately, he is my friend and enemy. That's why he wants to kill me so badly, ” replied Yongchun.

Bon is in a stable position. More precisely he was still able to stand up even after being thrown strong by Yongchun. The gaze that radiated with vengeance overflowed all over his body to the blade of his short sword.

Bon darted unnaturally, apparently using that power unconsciously. The nimble or quick steps made it easy to scratch the wound on Yongchun's body.

“Hm, this is weird. Bon said he couldn't feel what was on his body but instead he felt the Black God inside me.” Yongchun murmured.

“Hei! What are you muttering at all? Don't talk too much! Where's your sword!?”

The shat!

Sword eyes were fixed to the face, Yongchun reflexively lowered his body and used a foot kick to keep Bon away from him.

“Akh!” Instantly Bon spewed fresh blood. Seemed he was very tired, trying to get up but it felt like both legs Bon did not want to obey.

“You want me to hold my sword?”

“Ya!”

“Only to fight yourself?” Yongchun seemed to be mocking with a question that even that could not be called a question.

“You're making me mad!”

“Please?”

Sraaah!

Out black flames tempered from his shoulders to the tip of his fingers. It raised a sword that was not much different from his previous one. Black with a red stripe, even the base of his sword also resembled that which belonged to his old friend Gupta.

“ASYURA!” While calling out Yongchun's real name, Bon darted once more. This time he took out two short sword blades.

For a moment the wind gushed past Yongchun's body which seemed to be wary of Bon's current existence.

He shuddered, feeling that something was stirring. Bon just called out his name but somehow it made the Black God giggle in it.

Swwwuush up! Trang!

The two swords clashed. Between the defense with a boost that is no less strong. Within moments both weapons were shaking.

“I heard the sound of your heartbeat, Asyura.” He once again called out the name Yongchun.

“Then? Why?”

Zraash!

In a split second Yongchun paused, Bon concentrated the attack on a single point and broke the sword and scratched Yongchun's body deeper.

Taps, tap!

Then Bon jumped back while shaking his two blood-soaked swords. The look in his eyes did not change just that his aura felt different from before this.

“Kneel!” When Bon said this word, Yongchun immediately did so on a forced basis.