Rebirth of The Heavenly Demon (Jang Young Hun)

I was overwhelmed with vigor.

He didn't recognize me. Even if I had seen it once, it would not have been possible to think of a wallpaper's hammer in my current eyes and prayers.

“Did you just dive into the river to serve these people? ”

I felt his flutter in my shaking eyes.

I jumped down.

I was surprised at my agile new method. There is something called bodywork that can be shown separately from internal medicine.

I deliberately demonstrated the essence of the new law, and the spirit was able to recognize it.

The gaze of the journey was towards the entrance of the inner circle. The squatters who were guarding the entrance were leaning against the wall and bowing their heads.

“Are they dead? ”

I shook my head. I just suppressed the bloodline and put it to sleep.

“Wait here. It's the moment your life changes. ”

Instead of waiting for the answer, I opened the visit and entered. It will take all sorts of thoughts, but eventually he will wait. Otherwise, he would have drawn his sword already.

As I opened the door, Yang-chul and his bloodline were startled.

“And you?"

Yang-chul recognized me. No matter how much prayer changed, I couldn't recognize the fans who beat my son to death just yesterday.

“Yes, it's me. ”

“It's me? What kind of stupid habit is this? ”

Yang Yang Cheol stared at me coldly, but my words continued to be colder.

“The man who gave the order to exterminate the family of a man once called his brother is disrespectful? Who the hell are you? ”

Yang Yang Seal, who was stabbed to death, is speechless. Instead, I rushed in and emitted a ferocious energy that seemed to be wielding the task immediately.

But he was cautious. No matter how much I think about it, I don't understand.

How did I get in here and why I was so beaten up?

He gives the order to the bloodhound.

“Get rid of it.”

He once again proved to be a person who takes care of himself thoroughly under all circumstances. He was wary of me.

Then can I really kill Yang Yang Chul?

This is the body of a wooden corpse that hasn't been refined in five years.

The answer I gave was yes.

I would not be here if it were difficult or if it were concluded that there were variables.

But I was willing to kill them.

Of course I'd be disadvantaged if I got into a brawl or got into a long fight.

But I have no intention of doing so.

The crucial advantage is that the opponent doesn't know where I am.

When I came to the Wall Seed Checkpoint the other day, I felt it when I saw the spring cleaning with the backpack.

It's rusty.

If he is the best unmanned person in the mountains, it can be difficult to deal with him.

But he is only the head of the largest organization in the mountains.

The modifier ‘first’ is the same, but they are very different.

When is the right time for Yang Yang Chul to experience the action? A year ago? Two years ago? Maybe not for more than a decade. The bigger the head of the organization, the further away from the real world.

Rather, that bloodhound is more dangerous.

As Yang Yang Chul did, the dog showed again who he was.

“I'll add 5,000. ”

“Crazy! He's one of them to kill anyway! ”

“Not here. ”

“Five thousand is too much to kill a kid. ”

“Then use your own hands. Isn't it too much to beat up a little kid for the Ark? ”

The bloodhound folds his arms and takes a step back.

“Damn it!”

Yang Yang Cheol stared at me again. He didn't find anything out from me. He should not be able to take a single punch, but he will also wonder why he is reluctant to take a stand. After all, he may lack practice, but his instinct to sense danger was alive.

“Fine. I'll give you 5,000. ”

Then the bloodhound stepped forward smiling.

“Thanks, kid. ”

Unlike the horse, the bloodhound was not being careless. He, who had lived as a romantic, rather sensed the danger I posed earlier than Yang Yang Chul. I just decided that the risk wasn't enough to hurt myself.

I wasn't paying attention either.

After being reincarnated, I was about to have my first proper fight.

His weapon was an adult forearm long iron.

Bam, bam!

He wants to stir the iron two times quickly and quickly, but he immediately makes a fatal slaughter.

Bam, bam, bam! Bam!

Iron Man strikes the air with a terrifying force. It was a tremendous power that would shatter your bones if hit.

Iron Man grazed me on the shoulder with his car.

Clearly, the pile is slow. If you hadn't predicted where the bloodhound's move would have taken them, this one attack would have ended it.

The fight now was not fought by the body of the panel, but by my experience.

A series of flying iron raises the tension that a single mistake can lead to death.

And one feeling that rises like lava deep in your heart.

It was determination.

Paan!

This time, my head almost exploded.

Even in a dangerous situation, I have enjoyed the joy of fighting for a long time.

I could feel it.

I was the one who really liked fighting. That's why I climbed to the top of the world. My last year's life, which had never been a fight, was so free.

Boom, boom!

The objects in the room have been destroyed.

I watched Yang Yang Chul's mouth dry. I seem to be pushed unilaterally, probably thinking the bloodhound will win. You'll think it's a waste of 5,000 pieces, and if you knew this, you'd use your own hands, but you'd regret it.

The bloodhound pauses the attack.

“You rat! You're avoiding me!”

It was a word of confidence and relaxation.

But for him, it was a loophole.

This moment of weakness may have been fleeting to him, but to me it was cowardly.

My sword flashed from the air.

Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!

Peek-a-boo!

Two different sonic waves created by the sword cutting through the air.

The bloodhound stops moving.

Sararak.

The corners of the bloodhound's clothes were cut into obliques. The red line you see in there.

Sarak.

This time, the other side of the clothing line was cut off. The red line was drawn as well.

A ten slanted cross carved red into his chest (X).

I stepped aside.

Next moment.

Shhhhhhhhh!

The red line splits open and blood gushes out from the wound.

The first herb of the Sword of Tranquility was released.

Originally, his body would have been scattered to pieces.

But that's all the power we've had since we've only used three years of internal air.

After a massive gush of blood, the bloodhounds continue to shrink.

Boom.

He was already dead before he hit the ground.

I turned my head to see where the rest of the bitch's internal air was used.

Yang Yang Chul stares at the death of his bloodline with a frightened look on his face.

However, I lowered my head as I felt my heart getting warmer.

Blood splattered from his chest rubs red on his white coat. There is a swirling wound on your chest behind the torn clothes. This is the trail left by the Herbicide Master.

I divided five years of internal air into two, put three years of internal air on the fly, and put two years of internal air on the fly on the spring.

So now I don't have a single handful of internal air left. I was defenseless until I had a weather breakfast and filled the air again, but Yang Yang Chul did not save my body easily, rather than save the opportunity.

Yang Yang Chul vomited dark red blood.

I would never have thought that I, who was unilaterally pushed against a bloodhound, would attack myself. It would not have been easy to avoid even if I had defended myself. If I hadn't twisted my body instinctively at the last moment, I would have died already.

Blood spilled from his mouth and chest was soaking the floor vigorously. Perhaps he had never seen so much blood coming out of his body.

“... Sal, help me. ”

I retrieved the sword and picked up the metal that fell to the floor.

Yang Yang Chul was critically injured, but was still alive to see it.

“…… You're trying to deal with a bloodhound and a sheepdog! ”

“It's not a lamb chopper. He would have killed you and escaped. ”

Yang Yang Chul's eyes filled with despair.

“If you let me live...... I'll listen to anything. ”

He stumbles to one wall as he approaches, not pretending to hear it.

“Wait… please! Wait!”

As he hurriedly touches a few of the devices, the wall turns and reveals the vault.

“Spare me, and I'll give you everything in here! ”

“On one condition. You still have time. ”

I came at him with a loud voice and raised my fist against his head.

If you push your head without rolling, the vault opens more easily.

Yang Yang Chul's hands are busy. This life-threatening situation paralyzed all of his rationality because he had a personality solely for himself. I just wanted to survive somehow.

After waiting for a very short time, the safe door was opened that had never been properly executed. Of course, walking wouldn't have worked.

Slips and gold stacks in the vault.

Leaning against the wall, he says desperately.

“If you dispose of it all, it will be over 30,000 pieces. So please... ”

I looked at him, eager to live in both eyes.

On the other hand, the cold in my eyes was enough to turn off the heat.

“That was before, right? There are only two types of strong and weak in this river. The strong survive, the weak die. ”

It was what he said to Journey earlier.

“I guess you're short for today. ”

Phew!

I swung a club and blew my head off. My head is smashed like watermelon with a thumping sound.

I am not merciful enough to let the man who tried to exterminate my family live.

Puck!

I hit him in the chest with iron once more. The ribs are shattered and the wounds I left in Jinsung disappeared.

This time, I beat the heart of the bloodhound and erased the trail. Be sure to take care of it as long as you have your hands on it.

As I expected, the journey stood outside until the fight was over.

“Come in.”

He carefully steps inside.

He was surprised at the sight inside, but not very surprised at how much he expected.

I swipe everything that was inside the bag on the edge of the safe and put it on my shoulder.

“The bloodhound killed your ark and your son and ran away with the money. ”

The spirit swallows its saliva, gazing down at the corpse of the bloodhound.

I'm sure.

The journey will take care of the corpse of the bloodline and deliver it to the disciples. Not because I'm afraid of my life.

It's because of what I'm about to throw. This is the very word that will change his fate. Just what I expected while waiting outside in case.

“From now on, you're the new arsonist. ”