Rebirth of The Heavenly Demon (Jang Young Hun)

The Northern Myeongdaemun squadrons draw their swords together.

Those who rushed to kill the horse earlier were on their guard, but no one was on their guard now.

The North Myeongju Chonghuan said.

“By now, the amount of seaweed would be in our hands. ”

“But?”

When I asked him dry, he seemed surprised.

“Aren't you the one who serves the gall? ”

“So what? Drop your weapons and kneel?" ”

“Yes. Do we need to bleed unnecessarily? If you surrender quietly, I'll take you gently. ”

I look down at your spherical corpse on the floor. They were the ones who were killed by the order to kill the horse.

“You don't have a lot of compassion, do you? If your colleague is dead, you must avenge him and comfort them. ”

The face of the bellows hardened. The servants won't be shaken with words like this, but it's definitely a demoralizing provocation.

“We are not children affected by personal emotions. ”

“Maybe so. But you're just a prop. ”

“What?”

“I don't know who they are, but I have to kill them, and I have to save the enemy who killed my colleagues. Okay, great. Let's say it's unmanned in an organization. Can you answer this question? Who you're fighting for, what you're fighting for.

Is it? ”

There was no answer, and I provoked him even more.

“Yes, there's no way of knowing. ”

A smile was raised that made me feel like I could live in the mouths of bellows. It was the moment I decided that it was no longer worth the conversation.

“Get rid of him! Shatter his corpse to fit the pieces in front of here." ”

The men draw near, breathing life in unison.

I didn't know exactly what organization they were in, but I could guess at least one thing for sure with the enemies who had been mobilized for their continued failures. They will occupy a very important position in their organization.

When the opportunity arises, we must destroy it.

I slowly drew my sword and spoke to the bellows and his servants.

“If you chose the wrong organization or leader, you should have picked the right enemy. ”

Ta-ah.

At the end of the horse, my new brother flew towards the man on the right. He throws his sword and retaliates.

My sword and the man's sword touched in midair.

Shhh! Shhh!

A full-scale fight began as the man's throat was slit.

I had no intention of using a coma sword in the first place. If only they knew of any of my swords and scattered them to the winds, they could have seen my artillery. I love it as much as I can and use it at a crucial moment

I was going to.

A sword flew out of every direction with a different sound of wind.

Tsk, tsk, tsk! Shhh!

Instead of flying up into the sky, I bent over my body and swung my sword. The left man's thigh is severed. I smashed his chest with my shoulder.

Chook Jik!

The man with a broken rib is pushed against him as a shield.

Tsk! Tsk! Puff! Puff!

The man in front of you stabs his sword in succession. But if you were going to attack me from behind by piercing my colleague's body, that would be an awkward response. To do that, I had to be able to stab the sword as accurately and quickly as I did.

Shhh!

My sword pierced through the corpse as a shield. The opposing Pokémon's black air is split, but my sword stays in the man's chest.

Throwing two spheres of corpse forward, you turn like lightning and swing your sword.

Shhhhh!

The sword flew. The three unarmed men who were swarming behind him were overwhelmed and had their bodies cut off.

I soared straight up into the air. My sword flew in from where I was standing.

Papa Papa Papa Papa Pa!

The opposing Pokémon disadvantages in a decisive battle with swords. I'd avoid them, but they had to worry about the people behind me.

But they freely flew their swords. I wasn't worried about my colleagues, I was trusting them. The flying swords were accurate, and I was able to avoid them on my own, even if I missed. Of course, that's what happens when you're in a regular fight.

I know it's a win.

You twist in the air, this time staggering toward the man to the left.

The sword that flew behind me flew aside just before it tore my back. You dodged the sword at a moment's notice, so the man behind you couldn't dodge the sword.

This time he attacked the other man.

My sword pierces the heart of the opponent in succession.

Puck! Puck!

At the same time, I threw myself away.

Kwakwakwakwakwakwakwakwakwa!

The sword that flew from behind swept through the place.

I rolled the floor. The men who thought they had a chance tried to strike their swords at me as they flew up in unison.

(Screaming)

Five screams fly from my hand, and three of them are lodged in the opponent's chest and neck.

It was a moment I never imagined a secret would fly, so my secret would literally become a memory.

The user then uses the opponent's sword again to kill three people. Then they stopped using swords.

“Wait!”

Finally, there was a bellowing sound.

“Any more and you'll die of the gall! ”

His voice echoes. It was an attempt to shake me. It means that the fight feels that bad and anxious.

Uahhhhhh.

I drained the blood from the blade and told him.

“Is it time you start worrying about other people's deaths? ”

* * *

Steel rushes out of the building, embarrassed.

“Nothing!”

“What?"

“I searched everywhere, but I can't see the amount of ribs. ”

“What about his quarters? ”

Next to the war room, there was a temporary residence where the gullet had been lodged.

“It's not there either. He's not in the building. ”

Black Stone was as embarrassed as iron.

“You said you're sure the gullet hasn't escaped from this definitive building? ”

“Yes, that's what Chul-ryong told me. ”

Joo Chul-ryong planted people around the definition and watched them separately.

The black stone strives to press on the rising anxiety.

“Then where the hell are you? ”

“Something's not right. I think you need to leave. ”

“Let's go.”

The two of them hurriedly turned around and left.

I quickly left the inner circle and walked the way to the outer circle. Twenty feet past the gate, the black stone stops there.

“Wait.”

“What's the matter? ”

I thought I'd see an enemy. I looked around nervous, but I didn't know what to do. The reason the Black Stone stopped was because I had no idea.

“Here, isn't that where you came from? ”

“It can't be. ”

The black stone points to the rock next to it.

“Do you see that rock? ”

“Yes.”

“I saw that rock when I was passing by. ”

“Something like that. ”

“The same marks on the rocks. ”

On the side of the rock, there was a distinctive spot like a spot on a person's body.

“You've come to the right place. It can't be. Let's go.”

The two of them moved on again. I walked out the small door and this time the iron stopped first.

There was a rock in front of their eyes. It was the same rock as before. Even if it wasn't that rock, I should have left the inner circle already.

The Black Stone has made an impression.

“Damn it!”

What had been thought to be the mist of dawn until now felt a strange aura, and the black stone said depressingly.

“We're in the right place. ”

* * *

“Stop him!”

You hear the desperate cries of men.

I was running towards the apocalypse. At its own numerical disadvantage, it seemed to preserve the essence of the secret to killing the enemy's head first!

My goal was to stop the men. As if I was aiming for an apocalypse, they stood in the way to protect the chief.

It wasn't easy to focus on killing me, but I shouldn't worry about the people behind me. It was also the buyer I was after.

Tsk! Tsk! Heave!

Puck! Puck! Puck!

Three men who stood in my way fell. After that, more and more unaccounted for.

I turned straight away. I ran to the other side as if I had given up killing the blast. This time he acted like he was running away.

“Catch him! ”

I can't believe I'm running away. I only induced their carelessness.

The user slashes two more people who are excited and try to use excessive force. I felt like I was going down with my attacks, but they were all good men.

That's why I've been fighting my way through psychological warfare. That power also varies depending on how you fight with the same skill.

That little difference feels like a huge difference between us.

An unfocused opponent only needs two hands to go once, and on the contrary, if the opponent is determined, he or she should go three times, not once. There is a huge difference in fighting like this. It has a sequential effect.

Shhh.

The sword swiftly flies in front of you. I looked straight at my face as the sword was passing by.

And there's an enemy swarming from behind.

Whirlyric!

I slammed the man running from behind and threw him to the ground.

Bang!

With swordsmanship and academic practice, I was truly transverse.

I once thought deeply about whether I could match the two opposing shamans with the insights I had in my previous conversation with Chile.

The academic background has not yet been established, but I was certain.

I can fit you in.

It wasn't a matter of skill, it was a matter of thought.

In my previous life, I certainly had a preconception of the shameless.

I've only just found out.

The prejudices that were embedded in the frame led me to a path other than the path of the Heart Blade.

All the way through the fight, I was completely transverse, realizing something big and small. I never move in the direction they predict.

I was still watching the storm. Perhaps he is impressed with me. And I will try to find my weakness.

Yeah, well, find out.

It seemed like a crazy fight, but I was dealing with them on a precise count.

I poured out all my heart and soul.

A few more down, and they change the way they fight.

The men who were waiting rushed forward. The number is four.

Shhh!

Puaaak!

As soon as he slashed, something like flour burst out of his body.

Rage, rag, rag!

Others sprinkled something. What they sowed was poison.

Those who sprayed the poison fell to the ground and died in agony. The user literally runs with a full body full of poison and is suicidal with the target.

From a distance, the whole town said.

“Idiot. That's why I asked you to be gentle. ”

I took out the poison that was on my head and body. When I treated the poison like flour, which was supposed to die in agony, everyone opened their eyes. Their eyes were filled with fear for the first time.

* * *

“He's a monster. ”

The black stone that was wandering around looking for the living gate sat down as if to rest a bit. He was still struggling to get out of the way.

The truth itself was not that scary. Suddenly, I didn't fall off a cliff, flood the river, or spill my memory. It was just the truth that prevented me from finding my way.

But I couldn't find my way out of here until I knew it was alive.

Iron stands beside her.

“This truth must have been the work of the gullet. ”

“Of course. Damn it! ”

I keep thinking I picked the wrong target. It was the first time I had entered the organization and done many things, but I felt this fear.

“Those ugly bastards are gonna love it when they find out I look like this. ”

Ironclad raises her voice in her words mixed with desperation.

“Why do you say that? ”

The Black Stone looks up at the iron bar.

“When I'm my age, my hunches are correct. I don't dream often, but when I dream, it's accurate. ”

“Did you have second thoughts or bad dreams? ”

“No, I had a good dream. I didn't know then, but now I think... ”

I was annoyed that I needed to say such an ominous thing in this situation, but iron didn't have any color.

“Trust the North Myeongdae. They'll come for us. ”

“Is it true? ”

The anti-Semitic told her decisively.

“You know? The North Myeong Clan is invincible. ”

* * *

“Conduct the North Mysterious Examination! ”

Again, the way they fight has changed.

As the war raged, they gathered together for a checkup.

North Myeong Squad's North Myeong District inspection.

The inspection itself had the strength and energy of the inspection. Indeed, North Myeongjin also poured out enormous expectations.

After the examination, the crowd regained confidence.

“You want us to do an exam? It is an honor to know that this is the first time for an individual. ”

I examined the inspection without a word. In the middle, the unmanned crowd forms a large mass and there is a shorthand to assist them on either side.

“Kill him!”

When the bell rings, they push in unison. With a mediocre master, I was pressured by the strength of my blood clogged.

I pulled up the internal air.

Finally, when I realized the time had come, I cried for a long time.

Jing?