Chronicles of Heavenly Demon

$165. Left curtain (1)

An accomplice to a mass murderer.

This seat where the gold mine was situated was very high, even within the same window.

Alumni were originally a group of eunuchs gathered inside the Imperial Palace, but the eunuchs turned into a massive organization holding power.

In the process, not only do we have to solve the problem of the sunny landscape, but we also hired killers, who were excellent enough to learn the secret magic told to the Imperial Moors.

Of course, getting up here was not easy.

At first, my father cut his testicles and sold them as a eunuch.

He would have lived a life unlike any other eunuch, unless one of his classmates suggested that he would become a murderer because he considered his qualities worthwhile.

‘What did he say at that time. ’

I grabbed the sickle that the gold mine was wearing on my waist and scratched my head. He who suggested to himself to be a murderer reminded me of what he added.

‘If I became an alumni murderer, I would not have to live a hungry life, neither would my parents. ’

I remember exactly what I said at that time.

‘I don't need a hungry or hungry life, so I thought I asked you to kill my parents if I became a murderer...' ’

Parents who cut out their children's testicles and sold them to the eunuchs, no matter how much they wanted to live.

The gold miner was young at the time, but for that reason he hated his parents to death.

After that?

Afterwards, I entered a training institute that was run by my alumni. It was a training institute for murderers.

I thought I was really going to die.

I wondered if there was hell in the world.

After enduring that hell and finally becoming an alumni assassin, the master who proposed to him brought two necks and showed them to the gold mine.

It was the neck of gold miners' parents.

A few years later, an old man who had his parents beheaded was assassinated by gold miners.

His death remains an undisclosed incident inside his accomplice.

Revenge for my parents' death?

‘How could a madman like me do such a thing? ’

It was just that.

If you give me a reason, I'm just sad that I couldn't kill these pathetic people with my own hands.

I still did.

And then what?

After that, I lived as an assassin of my own kind without thinking.

I made a fool of a man to make a fool of me, I saved a man to save, and I killed a man to kill.

The better you are, the harder the mission becomes. I almost died many times in the process.

I fell into a trap and met a very strong archrival.

Sometimes other killers who thought he was static put him in the extremities.

As he went back and forth between life and death, the goldmine could realize one thing.

The joy of life that I thought had become numb came back.

The drug-like excitement in the gaps between life and death.

The excitement gave the gold miner pleasure. More pleasure than embracing a woman, more pleasure than winning a fortune on a whirlpool!

It was pleasant to feel close to his own death and to feel the death of the enemy as the goldmine himself became an ambassador.

When I felt the most pleasant, I put a sickle in my opponent's head when I was in jeopardy.

The more powerful the enemy becomes, the more joyful it gets when its sickle penetrates the target's skull.

The excitement allowed the gold miner to ascend to the rank of the great assassin. It was a little bit of a freelance car after the ranking of the mass murderer.

No powerful man has escaped his sickle, and no trap has brought him close to death.

Then a new mission came down to the car.

This time, it was a mission from the Emperor.

"Kill the thousand horses. ’

You're welcome.

He has heard the name.

He knew that the Muslims were the objects of fear, and that he was a so-called nightmare in the sectarian jungle.

But I was not afraid of gold mining.

He was addicted to the pleasures of the gaps in life anyway.

In addition to that, I knew how absurd and exaggerated it was in Moorish.

What if the Emperor is as strong as they say?

‘But it doesn't matter. ’

It will give you more excitement.

And he will die for it.

‘No one can defeat me in the dark. ’

The gold mine smiled. Evidence of this made no one aware of the existence of gold mining information, even though they entered the Catholic military valiantly.

“I've got to get to work. ”

“I'm glad it's not cold. ”

So were the martial artists who passed by him now.

“Has the wind passed? ”

I felt something about the gold mining movement, but I just mistook it for wind.

No one noticed the existence of gold mining information.

It melts in itself by assimilating itself with natural water.

Even a handful of darkness does not lack to cover itself, and even if there is no darkness, it must not lack to hide itself....

This is the power of Silver Magic from the Imperial Goo.

That way, the goldmine slowly pulls out her sickle with a faint look on her face. I'm starting to see the center of the camp.

The largest barracks there were also noticed.

That's the home of 1,000 horses.

Tomorrow morning, there will be a great commotion.

‘If Thousand Horses' heads were found swirled with sickles, there would be a commotion. ’

He smiles bloody.

I smiled and did not forget to hide my appearance again. The light seems to distort around him, and the gold mine disappears in no time.

No one seems to find traces of gold mining information.

The gold mining bill, the best technique that could be seen as such, entered the thousand horses' barracks.

‘Kill the thousand horses. ’

Puerto Rico -

The white window melted into the air, and bribes spurted out everywhere.

The gold mine that had entered the barracks of the planets was bent forward with its head blown off.

I looked at the corpse of the goldmine and laughed coldly at it.

“Little guy. ”

“Hurrah.”

Through the goldmine's eyes, Sutra, who was looking into the situation, shed momentum.

The red aura that flowed out of his eyes was after he had concealed his tracks. Since the goldmine died, the Cheonan who opened it through him also had to disappear.

The archbishop, who was watching the scene as if it were fun, asked as soon as the asphyxiation drifted.

“How did it go? ”

A spider was being destroyed in his clutches.

A spider as big as the palm of his hand, with his teeth torn out and his legs broken one by one.

Duck -

Duck -

Every time I broke my leg, the spider trembled. At the same time, green sap flowed from the bridge.

It looks like it's a little watery, but it doesn't hurt much.

In the hands of the Reverse Archeologist, the spider continues to twist its body in agony.

The Catholic Church did not care about such spiders, but waited for the words of the slumber.

“You failed.”

“Right? I knew it. ”

The Archbishop sighs in the words of the Vampire Spirit. Then I pressed my finger against the spider that had all its legs falling off.

Fur-Seok-

The green sap sticks out everywhere.

Seeing that, the archbishop said,

“This is fun. This is fun.”

He says it's funny, but he's filled with complaints somewhere. I knew exactly what a face like mine meant.

“Haha, there's not enough time. Don't rush. ”

At this point, the archbishop glanced at the asphyxiator with his eyes turned upside down. At the same time, the overwhelming weight pressed down on the asphyxiation.

“I'm in a hurry? ”

He looks frightened, but he smiles and bows his head in a familiar manner.

“I guess the old man grew old and passed out. You have offended me.”

Seeing such a slumber, the archbishop shook his head lightly.

“No, I think I was in a hurry. You were addicted to the last thousand horses and lasted a long time, right? This is a thousand horses. I'm sure he'll survive if he's addicted to it. ”

According to the Reverse Archeologist, the asphyxiator nods.

“I'm sure it'll hold. But the situation is different, and we can't hold out much longer than the previous bishop. ”

The Archbishop smiles brightly.

“Isn't that right?"

The smile gives you a smile and a nod.

“Of course. We're at war. ”

There was a commotion in the Catholic camp, not during the time. No, to be precise, there was a commotion in the barracks of the planet.

“I have committed a mortal sin. ”

Kung-

The amount of irrigation hit his head on the floor. At the same time, blood rushes down on your forehead.

“I'll reinforce the guard. At the same time, I will place more Masters around the barracks.... ”

The planet waves its hand and stops the rhetorical horse. It is a sin to believe that the water of death has come to the dwelling of the Church.

But...

“It was no ordinary assassin. Not only was I walking, but even my breathing and energy were completely synchronized with the surrounding objects. These new teenagers, they don't fall far compared to them. ”

Teenage Marzon stands for the top Sibmah in the horse army. The last time something happened inside the religion, there were two areas of the Teen Marjon that were empty, and those who were skilled in the horse army took the place of the Teen Marjon. In fact, their skills did not fall compared to the existing Teen Marjon.

Even so, it's the same age as the last stone of Teen Marjon.

I felt a soft back of my neck.

The planet tilted its head for a moment and corrected its rating.

“You seem out of your mind. You're actually a little lower than that. If you fight against a mid-level rank among the horsemen, you will have a fair fight. ”

Still the best.

By that time, we can't stop them by increasing their boundaries.

In other words, it's not the coronation.

The planet looked at the atmosphere and said,

“A little stronger than you. ”

After being defeated by the asteroid, the amount of mannequin has been brutally trained.

As a result, he was able to gain the top rank among the weeds before the war, and now he was confident that he could gain enough place with the lower horsemen.

But a little stronger than yourself.

It was also natural that the face of the ornament was stiff.

The planet turned its head away from that gaze and looked at a barracks.

“As you said, the water is coming. ”

Where the planetary gaze reached, there was a black man with a full body, Ogre Fung.