The Swordsman of the Gods

094. The Illusion Gate

Meeting Kuraki the artificial body maker, it was not in vain he came here. Yongchun received more exceptional service than when he was in the reverse northeast.

Kuraki helps wearing her clothes and leaves her hair, and Kuraki also gives her a pair of artificial eyeballs.

“Master, this is not just any ordinary eyeball but rather it is used to be able to hide the power of Mr.”

“She can do just that?”

“Of course Mr. Well, since you are already quite beautiful seen by many women. I will take you to the destination,” Kuraki said bowing 90 degrees.

Kuraki, this woman even serves Yongchun who is a stranger. Undoubtedly he helped, however, Yongchun felt strange because he was suddenly treated well like this.

Clack!

Yongchun carried the two swords. With these clothes called yukata, Yongchun felt light on the body. And then the hair that was pulled on, somehow looks like it's not Yongchun.

“Master can find iron forges around here. But before that Master must meet the Owner of the other God Body.”

Yongchun nodded his head. Then go with Kuraki. He passed the path then after heading for more settlements, he walked towards the left and then found a dead end.

At that moment, the road was like a wall.

“Please Mr.” said Kuraki.

Kuraki pointed at the wall, then Yongchun frowned.

“It's okay Sir. It's road.”

Taps, tap!

Yongchun stepped up and suddenly his body pierced through the wall. It was in someone's yard. When I looked back, the wall was a gate.

“Kuraki does not seem to be coming in,” Yongchun murmured as he cleared his throat.

Yongchun's eyeball is reddish in color. Although there was no difference, Yongchun only felt uncomfortable when wearing it. Because he was used to not having eyes, even the sun was dazzling for him.

That day, Yongchun was silent. Suddenly felt an uncomfortable aura from all directions. He also prepared in position by grasping one of his swords.

A slash! Unexpected attacks from all directions. Shortly before the blade touched it, Yongchun slightly lowered his body and then swung the weapon in a circular fashion from left to right until it spun backwards.

They were all jolted, hit by a strong enough wind. None of them tried to rise up or rather impossible.

“Who are you?”

When Yongchun asked, neither of them replied.

“They're unconscious?” he thought and kept holding the sword.

In Yongchun's view, they were completely motionless. They are completely unconscious. But he felt a little strange.

His skull goosebumps and then a blackish-clad figure came from behind quickly. Yongchun did not feel the air of his existence at all.

Srak!

The pale-colored sand was dragged away by Yongchun's steps. Who then subdued his body while swinging the sword in a short distance.

However, the black-clad figure was able to fend off Yongchun's sword. The figure then jumped back, keeping its distance for a while.

“People are here, why? Can't I get in here?” he thought with annoyance.

Yongchun would not wait for time and the figure again moved to attack him. He shot out with a bit of his profound strength, then swung the two swords in a short period of time.

“Uhuk! Uhuk!”

All-black clothes from top to bottom, a pure male figure with a kunai in his hand. He now fell to his knees with a lot of blood either from his wounds or his mouth.

“Who are you really?” ask the man.

“I Yongchun. And you?”

“Be from here! There is no place for an ordinary warrior like you! Quick there go!” yelled the man.

“No. My presence here is not just for sightseeing. Unless there's a guest inviting me. I've bothered to come here far.”

The man no longer spoke. He grumbled with his body shivering in pain. Then, some people who were previously unconscious have now returned. Attacking Yongchun simultaneously.

However, Yongchun deliberately let them. He looked at the man who was now lying before him.

“Hard him!”

“He is just a regular swordsman!”

Their clear cheers told them their position, stupid.

“Hey you guys, stop! (Russian language).”

But their movements completely stopped when the screams from inside the house sounded so loud. They dropped the weapon upon hearing the order.

There came a long white-haired man with one eye closed. He was dressed in a foreign uniform. Yelling at the people around Yongchun, maybe he was scolding her or something.

“He is the Owner of the Body of the Gods just like me. So why do you guys do things like that? Where's your manners?”

“Sorry!” say them simultaneously while bowing their bodies deeply.

Satisfied nagging like that, then the man then turned to Yongchun. He stared cynically, from head to toe. His gaze did not escape the two swords that were still held by Yongchun.

“I'm sorry my men are so disrespectful to the Eyes of God,” the man said with great respect and cordiality.

“I don't know what you're talking about. Yet are you one of the Owners of the God Body?” yongchun asked as he scratched his non-itchy face.

“Ah, previously forgive me. Introduce me, God Ear. Let's go in.”

The man who called his nickname God Ear welcomed Yongchun's arrival. He let her in.

“Sounds like you're lost?”

When the foreign-speaking man asked, even the clueless Yongchun was silent. At a glance Yongchun peeked at what was inside God Ear's heart, he was no different from ordinary humans at all. Normal and calm.

There were no visible signs from inside. And then Yongchun cursoryly looked at his two ears which sensed a speck of aura. Blackish color, looks like fireflies without light.

“Did you just peek at me?” god Ear asked, looking back and stopping.

God Ear then pointed towards the eyes. Cue asked indirectly.

“Mata? Peeping? Yeah, correct. I'm just making sure.” Yongchun then nodded.

God Ear smiled. Then walk back and show the meeting room.

This house looks absolutely no different from the former house of Kuraki's inn. However, the air he felt was clearly different from the air outside the wall.