Chronicles of Heavenly Demon

When the wall collapses, the passageway reaches underground again.

The sword and the fire that went into the basement saw the sights, and each of them shed a murmur.

“Hmm.”

“What is this……. ”

The horror of seeing dead bodies everywhere. The sights echoed a blaze.

“Amitabul.”

There was not a single sphere of corpses that remained intact. Not only were my arms and legs cut off, but I also had my legs torn so hard to find.

There's blood everywhere, skull fragments and vertebrae everywhere.

What was even worse was the scar that remained like a wall.

The swordsman frowns and heads to the wall to check for signs. Then he shouted in surprise.

“This is the fourteenth century! ”

The word fountain season shocked me, and I touched the wall with my hand. As the sword said, the iron that was forming the wall was a pure fourteen year old.

Suddenly, it became creepy.

“Is there anyone who can make a wound like me in the midst of 10,000 years? ”

I raise my head. The sword examined the massive marks left during the fountain season.

It was like a scar, but it was easy for someone to recognize it as a fingernail scratch.

What was remarkable was that the depth of the marks was enormous. We can't leave a mark like me in the fourteenth millennium unless we are diligently indoors.

Even more so if it's about the same height as an adult!

It is a trembling sight. The sword looked at the mark and asked.

“Can you make a mark like me? ”

“Hmm.”

The murmur lifted his voice for a moment and replied.

“With enough time, I can do it. Maybe you need half an angle. ”

The sword nods.

“So am I. ”

A generous half is enough. But what if there were marks like me all over the place where they're standing?

In addition, there was blood on these tracks. Around it, a piece of flesh crumbles.

“These bodies, they were all anonymous. ”

The sword's expression stiffens. Dozens of undeclared people around, fighting amongst them at the same time, it was impossible to make these traces even with swords and incompetence.

“What the hell is going on here, Amitabul? ”

The sword said with a stiff look on his face.

“Well, one thing's for sure is that someone in this room did this, and that monster is already out there. ”

The sword moved its gaze as it spoke. Following the glance of the sword, the bloodstained footprints continued to one side.

Towards the same stairs where the fire and sword came down....

Boom, boom, boom-

An elongated sword and arrow collide as the explosion sounds. The arrow explodes each time you flick it with your sword.

The repulsive force shook King Jinsung's sword relentlessly. You wiggle like you're about to break the black.

There were bruises everywhere.

But what hurt the most was the name of the crucible.

“Whisper.”

In the words of King Jinsung, Dojin barely raised his head.

“Your Grace.”

His clothes were soaked in red blood. In addition, there were dozens of arrows in the back, and one hand flew away from the explosion and turned ugly.

The lover he boasted about, the black man, had long since broken his end without overcoming the explosive power of the coals.

They were all wounds from blocking the arrows and arrows flying at King Jinseong.

Boom-

Once more, the body of the doppelganger, who stopped the fire, trembles.

That was the last arrow.

It will take a while for the moment to measure the arrow again. King Jinsung picked his breath and said.

“I think I've suffered enough with the whistle. ”

At that, Dojin smiled, enduring the pain. He smiled, enduring the anguish of his whole body. His expression was strangely distorted.

“I've had the opportunity to grow up to be a gangbanger and serve the true members of the Royal Family. Hardship, my ass. ”

“Whisper.”

I stood up straight after the sound of the sound. I pressed down on my knee with one hand and stood up.

The soldiers who shot the bow looked bored. The Muslims were born human and grew into monsters and freshness. Doesn't that look really like a monster to you?

“If you think about it, it's been a long life for a Muslim to eat swordfish. ”

When I learned how to do the job, when I fought in the battlefield, when I got my name from the Moorish.

The commander was very concerned about where to put this name. Will I just live as a Muslim or will I leave my name in a corner of history?

It was King Jinsung who came to see him at that time. And with the power of King Jinseong, he could be the king's keeper, not the tyrant of the river.

That's how I've lived my life.

"Then, can I leave my name in a corner of history? ’

I had an idea in my head.

In the meantime, you can see the archers surrounding you pointing their arrows again.

Since then, I've seen the longevity of the golden camouflage.

And there was precipitation beyond that.

The name pulls up her lips and smiles.

‘Not enough. Not enough to put my name in history. ’

So what do we do? I turned my head and saw the Lord himself. He gave us the opportunity to leave a name in history.

I have to repay the opportunity.

‘If I send him there, I can leave a small name in every corner of history. ’

The Dozenship raises the last power.

Light bulb. The whole body of Dozens was full of strength, not wanting to die. At the same time, my eyes were full of fresh air that was going out.

“Your Majesty, the spirit will pave the way. ”

“Wheezer……. ”

“Please step on the corpse of Sosa and correct the wrong and correct the wrong. ”

“Whisper!”

King Jinsung shakes his head, but Whisper nods. Then King Jinsung couldn't help but nod.

“I will never forget my whistle. ”

“That will suffice. ”

As soon as I finished speaking, the commander flew away. He said that he thought of heaven and earth as the commander of heaven.

“Today, I will bend the sky and the earth with this single mortal! ”

The commander heavily raises the black market. A blackened fishing line protrudes from his barn.

Sobbing-

The archers at the end fall into two pieces.

“Profit, stop it! Shoot the bow!"

The archers shoot arrows at the sound of the gold camouflage. The arrows hanging from the arrows are all ordinary arrows.

Furverbuck-

The arrows are tightly embedded in the body of Dozens.

There was a gush of blood.

Nevertheless, he does not stop walking.

To make way for King Jinsung!

To right the wrongs!

And to leave a name in a corner of history, as he wished.

"No, even if I don't leave a name in history, it will remain in someone's memory forever! ’

I was empowered by that thought.

The arrow that shoots makes him look like a hedgehog, but it's not enough to stop him from striding.

The name of the dojo rises.

“Aah!”

“Growl!”

Seo-Seok-

Suddenly, the road opens up with a stretch of flesh and blood.

“Ahhhh!”

You hear King Jinsung running down the path as he runs on his blood. There's only one thing left!

Oh, as long as you slit the throat of an armed man named the gold camouflage, the road is open. At that moment, oh, the gold camouflage jumped on my feet.

“Chaaaaaaaa!”

The spear in his hand suddenly made a vision.

“I too am armed to lay down my life for my beliefs! ”

Is that Joe Chang? ’

Changyoung quickly pushed towards the name of Dojin. The name of Dojin tried to stop Changyoung by lifting up the half-broken black market.

But...

“Grrrgh!"

The energy doesn't connect properly because of the gunshot wound. The Jingi that flows through my body breaks.

If I have to, I have to! ’

Time slows down. Tears spill out of your rage.

Qajik-

Changyoung broke the black stall. Changyoung's waves, which broke the lover of doppelgangers, were forced to push even the life of doppelgangers away.

“Whisaaaaaaah!”

King Jinsung cried out in a loud voice as he approached Changyoung.

And...

Kwawoowoowoowoo -

A white ledge, shaped like a giant new dragon, floods in from all sides. And I swallowed the gold camouflage of Changyoung, who was sprinkling it against the commander of heaven.

Guaguava apple -!

Since then, only the mark of the giant dragon has remained clear on the floor.

Shin Dragon Oil Sheet.

“You're wasting your time in a place like this. ”

It was the appearance of a planet.

The power of the new dragon oil field was amazing.

“Ugh.”

I have to say that the skill of the gold camouflage, which is being beaten to death by the creation of the new Dragon oil, is also unusual.

“Growl.”

But that was it.

He's on the verge of his life, but his lower half couldn't find a trace of where he went. It was torn apart by the overwhelming power of the new dragon oil and completely disappeared.

However, it could have been assumed that it was the lower half because there was blood under the upper half, along with pieces of bone or flesh.

“Turn it off.”

Sudden onset of pain. No one can live with their lower half torn apart. Oh, the golden camouflage was the same.

The world in my eyes became blurry. In a world that was so blurry, I saw the appearance of King Jinseong.

It was the image of King Jinseong waving his name with arrows all over his body.

I knew that the emperor had changed a long time ago.

It should be right that the true lord is the true king. You must pay for serving the wrong lord.

“Queek!”

I slowly closed my eyes and thought, "Oh, the golden camouflage that has vomited so much blood."

‘With this, the price……. ’

That was the last of the gold camouflage.

“Hnng.”

Thanks to the appearance of the asteroid, the sound of dodger who barely saved his life is heard. However, it did not give up the life crisis.

“Thanks to the bishop, my life was prolonged for a short while. ”

The wounds that had already been inflicted were so grave that the name of the dojo was on the verge of death.

“Thank you, Bishop. ”

Dojin barely opened his mouth, unable to even move his body. The planet nods.

It is expected that the passageway from the asteroid was near the precipitation, otherwise the name of the dojo would have lost its life there.

“Your Majesty, it is fortunate that Sawyn's life has been prolonged for so long that I may speak with you like this. ”

“Don't say it. Don't say it, Whisper! ”

King Jinsung spoke and his hand closed the wound of Dozens. One wound was too severe. Blood continues to flow through my fingers.

The energy drains away. The doppelganger's eyes gradually lose their power.

“Please, please, make a trade. Your Majesty.”

“Whisaaaaa!”

“Do not be deceived by a special group, but correct what is wrong, and say to the saints, ……. ”

“Aaahhhh!”

The name closed its eyes. King Jinsung vomited with all his strength. For a moment, King Jinsung slowly stole his tears. Then he takes the black piece of the doppelganger, precious in his arms.

“My, I will not forget my whistle. I will be a knight in shining armies, just as Huisa said. So keep your eyes peeled, Whisper. ”

After finishing speaking, King Jinsung slowly got up from his seat. Then he leans his dead body against one wall. It was where the precipitation appeared.

It's like a dead doppelganger staring at precipitation.

Then King Jinsung turned his head.

The planet also squeezed its white window as it stared at the precipitation.

‘Here we are. ’

Revenge was imminent.