Descent of Demon god

It was only a year ago that Hagar became serious.

Since there was a limit to being strong only by cognate predation, he began at some point to focus on fully controlling his magical power.

Once I was able to fully handle the magic, I achieved a degree of seriousness that varied in every way.

However, as I became serious, I found a great disadvantage.

It was that the magical force would explode, releasing heat and energy, and it would be caught on the Defense Department's radar.

Since then, I've been hiding it, and for the first time I've encountered a powerful enemy, and as a result,

Degulgulgul!

“Knng, Knng!”

I was decapitated.

I was embarrassed to roll the floor.

Who would have imagined an ambush in the middle of a serious magic explosion?

You... coward! ’

It was unfair to Hagalo.

The absurd thing made the body hard enough to say "metallurgical" as the magical force exploded during the seriousness, and it was cut off.

‘We must restore the flesh. ’

Fortunately, if you become serious, your ability to self-heal will trigger faster than usual.

So unless you lose the nucleus, any damage is rapidly repaired.

It's not vengeance? ’

Hagar did not conceal her embarrassment.

Despite the severe cut on the neck, the cut did not regenerate.

"Isn't this just like back then? ’

This was the second time the wound did not heal.

If there was anything else, I was cured at the time, but now I don't even have a chance.

A ferocious and destructive dark energy blocks the repair.

What the hell is this?

Tak!

Hagar's hair was sucked into her thousand-year-old hands.

There were no such figures.

Grrr!

“Are you still alive? Wonderful.”

I was wondering if my eyeballs were rotating even though I was beheaded, but I was still conscious.

One life force was fine, even if it was strong.

“Or is it the seriousness? ”

It was an emotionless voice, but it sounded like sarcasm to Hagar.

He grits his teeth and opens his mouth.

“You little bugger! What have you done? Why is my body...”

Even before I could hear all of Hagar's words, I hung up and asked her.

“What do you mean, there were other monsters like this before? ”

The question shook Hagar's eyes.

I didn't think I'd hear myself come out of nowhere.

“Did you say human? ”

There were no Muslims who could compete with the Demon tribe as much as the Demon tribe.

Even if the five great masters came at the same time and Hagar won, it was not an exaggeration, but I was curious.

“Did he leave any scars on his body? ”

Wook Sin!

Speaking of wounds, the wounds on my face hurt again.

The Horsemen have no wounds left.

But to him, my wounds were not as strange as they were strange.

Damn it!

The memory of that day is still not forgotten.

The night of the rains.

An ignorant red glare staring down at him with blood all over his body.

Why?

Without an answer, the creature tries to kill itself.

At that time, if the Horseman Kyle hadn't appeared and dragged him into the Shadow World, he might have really died.

Instead, Kyle was severely injured and his face was covered in scars.

‘I can't do that anymore. ’

His remaining henchmen did not exist.

Hagar opens her mouth, staring at the thousand lashes with furious eyes.

“Hmph! It's none of your business... ah! ”

At that moment, one thing suddenly came to his mind.

I wondered what would happen if that monster and this person bumped into each other.

It was Hagar who became interested in being a shaman for the first time when she encountered him.

"Monster versus monster....."

It was an interesting concept.

I even thought about it, but I probably didn't have a chance.

But one of them will have to die.

“Do you know a place called Bigolan Mountain? ”

“Fibular mountains?”

Her eyes narrowed.

I must have heard of it someday.

‘When was it? ’

Mount Bigol, situated on the western border of Sacheon Castle.

In Mt. Vigol, famous for its steep steep edges, there is a place that lies on a thousand paths.

The valley is so deep that the torrent coming down from upstream cannot be revived once it has been swept away.

There was a reason why she remembered this nomination.

[Unfortunately, Safa's civil war will end with a victory at the Lost King's ports. Bishop.]

[Really?]

The original Middle Ages when there was a thousand fortunes.

Precisely before the imperial ecclesiastical archipelago was punished and sent to the North Sea.

The Safa Alliance has been in civil war for a long time.

I heard from Elder Child, the leader of the carcinoma, that the advent of the king of the Safa, one of the great masters of the time and the leader of the Safa Alliance, was in trouble because of the genius of the Safa that appeared suddenly.

[Didn't you say the Safa Federation would disadvantage?]

[It was reported that the sacred creature who started the civil war fell to the death track and died. I thought the days of the defeated kings were over, but that's too bad. Hehe.]

At that time, I heard about the mountain.

In this age, it was a thousand years ago.

Hagar continued:

“If you're curious about that monster, go there. ”

I didn't say anything else.

It was because he decided that if he was interested, he would go to him in some way, or else he wouldn't be fooled.

“Kill. Now. ”

I felt like I wanted to blow up the nuke.

However, I couldn't move after my head was cut off.

Hagar, who had given up everything, said:

“Just one more question. What the hell are you doing here? ”

I heard from the Mao Theo that he had been coordinating the Muslim Society from behind.

You keep an eye on the trends in the open gates, and say they're here to keep an eye on the pursuers coming and keep their strength up.

The Horseman Theo says he wants to return to his original world and become the Demon King.

But I couldn't figure out why it was Earth.

I thought there must be a hidden purpose.

“Hmph! You think I'm gonna tell that to you? Don't waste your time. Kill him! ”

Of course, there was no way to answer politely.

She shakes her head.

“Well, it doesn't matter. I heard you were the last. ”

Whatever it was, Hagar's minions were wiped out.

If you stop dying, everything goes back to nothing.

‘Too bad.’

If the ears worked, at least the questions would be cleared, but it didn't work for the Horsemen.

The millennium approaches Hagar's body, which is stretched out to the ground.

And then I swung at the checkpoint.

52517;!

A sharp black figure cut the center of Hagar's chest into circles.

In that state, a thousand fathoms rose, and the nucleus in his heart was sucked into his hand.

Hagar watches this with trembling eyes.

"What a waste. This is how it ends..."

He dreamed of a king who was nothing more than a petty baron.

If we only looked for 'it,' we thought that the Demon King's place was not just a dream, but everything came to a dead end.

‘I've barely found a clue about it. ’

Too bad it was too late.

If that core breaks down, you'll be extinct.

At that moment, his eyes widened as he stared at me dumbfounded.

‘!? ’

The Thousand Wolves, who thought they were going to break the nucleus, carried it to the black armored bracelet that was hidden in the suit.

Whoo-hoo!

Then the resonance resonates from the armoured guards, and his nucleus seeps in.

Hagar said in a bewildered voice.

“Yes, how did you do that? ”

“What?"

I wanted to see him.

Fast!

As the nucleus absorbs, Hagar's torso and head cracks rapidly, and black smoke spills out and scatters like ash.

What is it?

She frowned with a curious look in her eyes.

Hagar was horrified by what she saw.

“Thousand Blades?”

It was definitely a celestial sword that was undergoing the protection of the wrist.

Why are you so surprised to see a thousand swords? ’

I couldn't understand at all.

Srr!

Meanwhile, a thousand years later, information came to my mind about Hagar's ability.

* * *

Xi 'an, the capital of the government of China.

Western () Public Security Office, just off the Western Underground Railway Station.

Like the capital city, there are four public and public headquarters.

special dedicated department building in one of them, the Western Public Service.

A middle-aged, clumsy man dressed as Director of the Public Service in the corridor of the building was personally guiding someone.

He was Ahn Jung-yoon, director of the Western Public Security Agency.

“Mr. Secretary, this way. ”

And the man in his early forties who grew blue uniform beards he was guiding is a dangerous man, the secretary general of the Ministry of Defense.

He was the third party to the Defense Ministry headquarters.

“He's running wild now, isn't he? ”

“Fortunately, I am calm. ”

At this point, the injury nodded.

Soon, I arrived at a camp in a specialized unit building.

Good boy! Good boy!

The presence of the Director and a high-ranking member of the Defense Department, the Special Forces public police who were in the camp, rose to pay their respects.

“There you go. Everybody sit down and work. Director Kang.”

“Yes, sir. ”

“Where is it? ”

Director Ahn Jung-yoon asked, and the director of the special task force led him to the interrogation room.

Interrogation room five.

This was a room where we interrogated Muslims and people with abilities.

“Are you in here? ”

“Yes, I'm eating right now. ”

“At this hour? ”

“I kept mumbling that I was hungry, so I urgently ordered some late night snacks. ”

Director Ahn Jung-yoon kicked his tongue, and said to Secretary General of Defense Hwaseong in the back.

“Let's go into the observation room. ”

Right next to the interrogation room is a room to observe it.

It was a place where you could see the other side with special glass.

As we entered it, there was a veil in the eye of danger.

“What is all this? ”

Numerous lesions were placed on a large table in the observation room.

At first glance, it looked almost 30 species.

Starting with swords, drawings, spears, and gons, there were some unique weapons to see in the movies, and there was a big iron box next to the table that was thought to contain it.

“Hurrah.”

Director Kang said.

“He had it all. ”

Beyond the special window he pointed to, he saw a man wearing a bow and hot hair that looked like he was in his early thirties chewing on the hind legs of a cowardly pig with his bare hands.

I was eating like someone who could hear me.

“That's what he did to the Western Gate Keepers? ”

“That's not all. We turned Secondary Specialist Secondary Specialist from the Special Affairs Department of the West Bank into an antipathic. ”

Specialty.

Seven master craftsmen from the Department of Public Affairs.

One of them, Specialist Second Joon, was a photographer, who was escorted to the emergency room after an emergency departure from Seo 'an Xi's subway station.

Director Kang still remembered the scene.

“...... What a monster. I only flicked my finger a few times, and I defeated him. ”

“By flicking a finger? ”

The Secretary-General of Defense, however, was surprised.

He knew that Second Jun was an outstanding elite among registered Muslims within the top 30.

I can't believe you just flicked a finger at him and sent him to the emergency room.

“Are you an ID registered person? ”

“It didn't work. ”

“You're not even registered? ”

“You said you've been living with your great-grandfather in the mountains since you were a child, but you can't tell if that's true or not. ”

I asked him with a face that I didn't understand the harm he said.

“Does it make sense that a master with no balls was stuck in a mountain? Where the hell did he say he was from? ”

“I've never heard of such a name...”

“Where the hell is it? ”

“It's called a death song. ”

“Death Song?”

It's a name that creeps me out just hearing it.

But there was no such designation on the map.

“Ha! This is ridiculous. If you say you came from no identity or name... then why did you come all the way here? ”

The director scratched his head for harmful questions and said in a voice that is absurd.

“Phew… That's when I heard about it, and she said she was off to become the first of the Muslims. ”

"What? The first of the Moorish?"

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