Chương 140: S.05 Time to Fly 12(01)_The LAST of S.05

Scene 01_01. Ji-young was catching her ragged breath. Ji-young, who'd fallen face-down, barely raised her body and sat it up, then surveyed for a moment the traces of 그슨대(Geu-seun-dae_Shadow Fiend)s and 독각귀(Dok-gak-gwi_One-legged Specter)s that filled the bustling dawn market. The moment Ji-young caught her ragged breath and raised her body again, all the underworld things sprawled like traces shattered to pieces with a dull sound.

After glancing back at the traces reverted to black water, Ji-young moved her limping steps. As if the poisoning had reached its end, the inner-thigh muscle of Ji-young went numb. Ji-young: Ha, seriously. SSibal, even going off to get kidnapped is fucking bullshit. The train station was not far off. She glanced at the black clouds that had begun to surge. The darkly pressed clouds soon began to spray black rain.

Leaving the overturned cars, a great many police suppression squads lay collapsed, unconscious and without a single wound. Ji-young, who'd been hard-pressed dealing with both the far-flung consciousness and the One-legged Specters, faced the black shower that had begun to fall. The falling black rain was fairly hot. It wasn't pain enough to sear, but it was enough to gnaw at an ordinary life. Even so, it left no great injury on Ji-young. The only thing that worried her was one thing.

The fact that she was heading toward the worst move So-hui had already mentioned. Ji-young bit her lip hard. Ji-young, who let out a great sigh, thrust up her own arm wound with 현사(Hyeon-sa_Black Wire). The black wire holding Ji-young's blood spread in an instant as if bursting, scattering high and wide. Scene 01_02. Cast beyond the train station, the slender yet radiant black beads of light from the 현사(Hyeon-sa_Black Wire) soared high.

Every Director stationed at their post watched the Black Wire that must have stretched out from Ji-young's hand. Scene 01_03. I-seon: Set it off. The first to witness it was I-seon. After confirming the black wire spouted skyward, I-seon lingered beneath the secluded underpass below the railway tracks and glanced up at the sky where black rain had begun to fall. A short sigh spilled from I-seon along the very line of her gaze. I-seon's voice was no command.

It was a grumble closer to remorse, gazing at the falling black rain. I-seon, who stared at the sky for a long while, belatedly lowered her head slowly. At I-seon's short, grumbling order, the 별동대(Byeol-dong-dae_Special Task Force) of the 정무관(Jeong-mu-gwan_Martial Hall) stationed behind her struck their own chests and set off white smoke. I-seon and the Martial Hall's Special Task Force, lingering beneath the secluded underpass below the railway, began to hide among the hazy smoke. I-seon: Our role is simple.

Scene 01_04. Eun-jae watched the 별동대(Byeol-dong-dae_Special Task Force) of the 지원관(Jiwon-Gwan_Directorate of Support) stationed behind her with a somewhat anxious glance. She nodded without a word. When the Special Task Force struck their chests and set off the censers holding 환무(Hwan-mu_Illusion Fog), hazy smoke began to envelop the Special Task Force.

Eun-jae: From this moment on, guard so that those conjured ones do not snatch the breath of the living Kim-seobang, In a flat voice, she gave the order to the Special Task Force as they faded away. Scene 01_05. Standing on the overpass above the railway, Soo-a, who had been eyeing the 독각귀(Dok-gak-gwi_One-legged Specter)s already beginning to take shape from the falling black rain, saw the 현사(Hyeon-sa_Black Wire) clearly in her own eyes as well. Soo-a's resolve leaked out mixed into a sigh.

At her resolve, sealed with a nod, the 감사원(Gam-sa-won_The Inspectorate) 별동대(Byeol-dong-dae_Special Task Force) behind her struck their chests and set off the 환무(Hwan-mu_Illusion Fog). Soo-a: We send every last one of those conjured ones back, so that not a single one may reach The Oldest. Around the white smoke that had begun to fend off the falling black rain, the One-legged Specters and Shadow Fiends conjured in an instant began to swarm.

Every underworld thing, conjured by the single-minded urge to seize living breath, showed a merciless dash and tried to scatter in all directions. Toward the conjured underworld things, Soo-a and the Special Task Force shot out like arrows. Unauthorized usage: this tale is on Amazon without the author's consent. Report any sightings. Scene 01_06. Ji-young yanked down, in an instant, the one hand she had raised high.

At the gesture, delivered like a message to those poised to sprint, the falling black rain began to halt slowly. Time as a whole began to slow. Ji-young's 태평무(Tae-pyeong-mu_Dance of Great Peace) scattered in all directions. Scene 01_07. The 검은 물(Geomeun-mul_Black Water) held in the 자격루(Jagyeongnu_The Water Clock) of the 본청(Bon-cheong_Headquarters) began to churn. The bubbling water tumbled up and down as if about to boil over. The officers of the 지원관(Jiwon-Gwan_Directorate of Support) wrote swiftly down the page.

It was time forgotten, being forgotten, to be forgotten, time that neither flowed, nor turned back, nor stayed. Four officers of the Directorate of Support surrounded the Water Clock and wrote down, upon empty 두루마리(Durumari_scroll)s, the time that would fade, that could only be forgotten. The caster was but one. Scene 01_08. Ji-young's 터벌림(Teo-beol-lim_Ground-Sweeping Finale) scattered in all directions. In every place where Ji-young had lingered, consoled, and fought, Ji-young's traces remained.

From the Sung-ui Tollgate to the crossroads near the hotel, to the vicinity of the train station where she now stood, the 괘(Gwae_Divinatory Trigram)s she had carved in advance burst black beads of light and began to flow into every interval of time. Ji-young, who had bound the vast horizon into a ritual playing ground, took upon herself the role of ground-keeper and unfolded the Ground-Sweeping Finale. Ji-young's light steps rebounded off the ground, overflowing gracefully and sorrowfully.

The earth scattered, and the black rain resounded. The dance came close to a rite that prayed for longevity and for peace and great tranquility. At the dance that surged to the point of sorrow, time, which had meant to drift on indifferently as always, began to linger. Every living life of the 이승(I-seung_the world of the living) that would fall under the Ground-Sweeping Finale's influence carried on only its breath quietly, having briefly lost the time in which consciousness would flow. Scene 01_09.

On the 장기(Jang-gi_Korean chess) board, the green General and a single Guard (士) had vanished. Within the lonely and precarious palace zone of the board, only a single Guard (士) remained, left forlorn as it faced a red Chariot (車). After the sound of a door opening and closing, even the presence that had lingered over the board vanished, leaving only a distant, deep silence. Beyond the small glass window, as though heavy black storm clouds hung thick, a sky very dark even in broad daylight seemed to sit.

A single green Horse (馬), propped up as if leaning beside the board and looking as though it had been captured, toppled over limply. Scene 01_10. Yeon-su hurriedly scattered more black sand and wrapped Yeon-jin and Seung-eun. When she'd blocked the One-legged Specters from lunging at the two any further, the One-legged Specters rolled their growling glares this way and that and looked at Yeon-su, standing upright. Yeon-su: Ah, Ji-young sis, come a little faster, would you …?

Just as Yeon-su, wearing a leering grin, was slyly backing her step away, the One-legged Specter horde, having aimed precisely at what they should aim for, leapt in and lunged at Yeon-su again. Just as Yeon-su, catching her somewhat ragged breath, was about to ready her dance again, a swaying hemp hem fluttered before Yeon-su's eyes. And then, as if the 터벌림(Teo-beol-lim_Ground-Sweeping Finale) had burrowed into every interval of living time, the trajectory of time began to be forgotten slowly.

Following the length of Hemp cloth that severed the heads of every One-legged Specter targeting the space before Yeon-su, a hazy fog burst out around her in an instant with a great whistling boom. Gyeong-seo, wrapping white smoke around her body, spread the Hemp cloth and carried on her dance. Yeon-su steadied her weary breath, called the Black Sand into her grip, and stroked it softly as if circling it. Eyes closed, feeling the flowing Black Sand, Yeon-su aided Gyeong-seo, who silently carried on her dance.

Gyeong-seo, spreading the Hemp cloth like the great wingbeat of a crane and casting it in all directions, aided Yeon-su's Black Sand that shielded Yeon-jin and Seung-eun. Both Gyeong-seo and Yeon-su were aiding Yeon-jin and Seung-eun, who had been their enemies. They sought to drive off the crisis bearing down on the two. As if that alone were their duty, they surrendered Yeon-jin and Seung-eun to none among the 그슨대(Geu-seun-dae_Shadow Fiend)s and One-legged Specters.

The black rain, surging worse than a torrent, was for the moment held back and helpless against the 환무(Hwan-mu_Illusion Fog) wound about Gyeong-seo and Yeon-su. But driving off the countless Shadow Fiends and One-legged Specters conjured from the 검은 물(Geomeun-mul_Black Water) was another story. As Yeon-jin and Seung-eun, gripped with fear, kept watch on their surroundings with the Black Sand and lengths of Hemp cloth as their shield, a coarse, thick hand burrowed in between the Hemp cloth.

When Gyeong-seo, grasping the situation late, cast the Hemp cloth toward Yeon-jin and Seung-eun with startled eyes, Yeon-su, belatedly realizing that the direction of Gyeong-seo's dance had changed, hurriedly turned to look behind her. Yu-seok: Check. As if the moment had come to strike the General on the board, Yu-seok's coarse hand, brimming with a sneer, tugged at the strand of Hemp cloth left on the nape of Yeon-jin's neck. At the strand of Hemp cloth pulled like a detonator, Yeon-jin's eyes turned ashen.

Scene 01_11. It was a step that had confirmed the time frozen in the pouring black rain. The slow steps roamed the rain-soaked rooftop, sounding crisp footfalls of leather shoes. The calm steps moved toward the frozen time of a policeman lying prone on the rooftop, taking aim at somewhere. Do what you meant to do. At the small whisper, a finger that began to defy the frozen time with difficulty tipped the trigger of the sniper rifle. A single great gunshot rang hollow across the whole zone where black rain fell.

Scene 01_12. Around the time Yeon-jin's eyes, freed of the strand of 삼베(Sambae_Hemp cloth), darkened black again, Gyeong-seo and Yeon-su, who had failed to stop Yu-seok in time, rushed in to hold Yeon-jin back. The moment Yeon-jin's two eyes stained black, Yeon-jin, laughing with a sneer, began to shed black tears. A single gunshot sounded large from very far away.

When Seung-eun, who had not yet even grasped what was happening, turned her head and saw Yeon-su, the first to have rushed toward her, Yeon-su tried to snatch Seung-eun away. Yeon-su's shoulder, as she moved to shield Seung-eun, sprayed red blood with that single gunshot. Despite Yeon-su's swift response, Seung-eun's head, which she failed in the end to cover, was half blown away. Yeon-jin's sneering black tears turned into a sneering laugh as she let out a scream close to a shriek.

As Yeon-jin's scream, watching Seung-eun's swiftly killed head, burst out according to Yeon-jin's will, Seung-eun's blown-away head reclaimed its form in an instant and then burst, black and hot.