Rebirth of The Heavenly Demon (Jang Young Hun)

The professor revealed his original face.

As he reveals his life, his graceful and loving face disappears everywhere. As was the case, the librarian quickly smelled the blood, just like most evildoers.

“If that ugly son of a bitch has survived so far, there must be a reason." ”

I looked around and said to the professor,

“Mostly because you bit the back of your guard, right? ”

“Is it true? ”

“Well, I don't care if it's not. ”

Despite the loud noises outside, the room was well guarded.

The room was designed so that the conversations here would not go out, but on the contrary, the sound outside was not well heard. Maybe he used to hate being so disturbed.

It was the right room for him to be nervous about keeping his secret.

“Sneaking in here like a rat, by the way. Amazing.”

“Why do you think you're hiding? Maybe the rat bit them all and killed them all. ”

Then the professor smiled. It was a smile that meant I could never do that. Thinking about the people I cut down, that attitude was natural.

He considers me an excellent hustler.

He presses down on the small unmanned head where he sits. It was probably an emergency call for an outside party.

But no one came.

It was already too late. When word got out that I was trespassing outside, I had to evacuate him.

But they didn't. They did not cope well because they had experienced this situation for the first time. You never would have imagined that a massive battle would get you this far. There were so many masters, I was careless.

And a big one.

When no one came, the librarian was nervous about anti-Semitism.

“Who sent you? ”

“Any guesses? ”

“There's so many of them. ”

“Then you must be one of them. ”

As soon as I finished speaking, I drew my sword. I didn't intend to stall anymore.

As I revealed my true life, morale emanated from the body of the librarian.

As I've heard, it was a very strange energy. If this was the first time an unmanned person had experienced this kind of energy, this energy would take away their victory. It's because my body is getting heavier and I feel like I'm drowning.

But I have dealt with many master craftsmen who emit similar energy.

When I was completely unaffected by his deception, someone told me from behind.

“Not bad.”

I was surprised and turned around, and the person who spoke was surprisingly a librarian. Like twins, there was another scribe standing there.

But that was just the beginning.

“Things are a bit rash these days. ”

A third scholar appeared behind the desk.

It was a kind of self-immolation, but it didn't look fake at all. I had never seen such elaborate and immersive self-immersion.

They're all fake and delusional, but the attack will be real. That was the scary thing about self-immolation.

“This is going to be an interesting fight in no time. ”

“I'm gonna beat the shit out of all these rats. ”

Throwing words at him, he continued to reveal his history. I looked at them with interesting eyes.

“This room is too small to fight. ”

At the fifth statement, the sixth alter ego said.

“Then we'll go to a big place. ”

The next moment, the surroundings changed.

Whee!

Suddenly, a sandstorm came out of nowhere. Me and seven scholars stood in an endless wasteland.

Oh-ho!

I looked around admiring myself. The world was well organized enough to believe that a superior advance was triggered. I knew his magic was great, but I didn't expect it to be this sophisticated.

Moreover, I didn't know which of the seven scholars surrounding me was real.

A frontal scribe asked me.

“What do you think?”

“That's amazing. ”

I made an honest statement.

“Are you afraid?”

“Wonderful.”

“Hehe, are you trying to be arrogant? ”

“Will you teach me how to do it? I need the identities, too. One for the rice, one for the back, and one for the ugly dog. ”

The expression of the Seven Bachelors was distorted as one.

One will rule the river, one will receive the most beautiful woman under the world, and one will be the most repulsive. They wouldn't be angry if there was something at the end of this.

But their value is likened to building rice and cleaning up behind bars.

Seven scholars said in one voice.

“Kill! Kill!" Kill him! ”

Even though the same voice was combined, it resounded with a strange feeling as if several voices were combined.

Shhh!

A frontal scribe flew in and launched an attack.

The shrouded man stabbed me in the eye with his finger.

Uhhhhhhh!

You twist and slash him while dodging the attack. I cut it with the power of my wrist like a light slash.

Puang!

The history of literature disappeared while creating red smoke.

The moment the hazy smoke entered my nostrils, I could see it was extreme.

The previous attack was sharp, but the real attack was this poison.

I stumbled and fell as if I was poisoned.

The teachers of the law came and looked down at me. A mocking and contemptuous look gathered.

“He's nothing. ”

“Hehehe.”

“Let's rip off his arms and legs before he takes his breath away! ”

“This guy's weird. ”

“Huh?"

I was looking up at them in the grave one day.

The moment I smiled, my sword swiftly turned.

Shhhhh!

Several of the ankles are severed in the first attack, and the bodies of the fallen are severed in the second attack.

Phew! Phew! Boom!

Those who fled the attack owe the same.

At least the sword wasn't enough to evade my attack.

Phew! Phew!

They burst with different colors of poison. There was black, there was green, there was blue. They were all different deadly poisons.

I was not affected at all by the intoxication.

Even the last one blew up in smoke. Surprisingly, they were all fake. There were definitely six identities that appeared, but the real one disappeared and a new one was added as this wasteland was being created.

It was a very sophisticated trick that I had to endure.

The landscape changed again as the colors of the poison disappeared.

It was full of admiration all around.

Dozens of mirrors were erected at different angles. My image flashed from all sides. I felt dizzy because I saw too much. It was not an ordinary admiration, but a fraudulent mirror.

Tsk river!

When I broke the mirror nearby, I had two mirrors in place.

Tsk river!

The same was true because it was destroyed again. Two mirrors appeared again. The more the mirror grew, the more dizzy it became.

It was a really weird and amazing magic trick.

An enchantment has launched a new attack, as if it were not the end.

“Die!”

I protruded out of the mirror and drew my sword towards myself. This time, my alter ego is attacking me.

Chaang!

My attack that came out of the mirror was real. Fortunately, I wasn't as strong as the real me outside the mirror.

Uahhhhhh!

The one who attacked me is gone. However, in the empty mirror, my appearance began to slowly emerge again.

Another me popped out of the other mirrors. This time it was three, not one.

They were cut in succession again.

I was calm. I'd be very embarrassed if this happened for the first time. It was never easy to prevent your own attacks with dizziness and haunted by demons.

But I was calm. When I am a master, I compete with myself in my mind. So cutting yourself is not unusual.

I carefully examined the mirrors one by one while preventing the attack. They all looked the same, but I was sure there would be another me.

It was thanks to the recent study of the law that came up with this method of retaliation.

It's because I learned that the more confusing and ambiguous things are made up of the simplest principles, and that there must be a law of retaliation.

Cut, find. Cut it again, find it again.

I finally found it.

Admiration with a different face. It was my eyes that were thinking of something else and a somewhat stiff expression on my face.

But it was a very small difference, so it would never have been found if it had not been for the remarkable observation that it could not be compared to others, the shameless, and the certainty that flying attacks could be lightly dealt with, and must be present.

I flew to the mirror.

Just as I proved that it was a weakness, I came out of another mirror in unison to try to stop me.

But I was one step faster.

I flew as fast as the wind and stabbed myself in the mirror.

Phew!

There was another sound before the sound of the river.

I began to change slowly in the mirror and became a librarian.

My sword pierced his chest.

“Please... help me. ”

I said to the professor who bleeds out from his mouth.

“Save your plea. We're gonna have to go to hell and do a lot of things. ”

Uahhhhhh.

As I twist my sword up, the scribe's body is sliced open.

When he died, his surroundings changed. The mirrors that were everywhere disappeared. This was the first room.

You pour oil from the lamp and light it.

I said, looking at his body that had begun to burn.

“I can't let you live long enough to see my Biggie. ”

That's what he said when he killed the other researchers.

Shortly after I left, the old building caught on fire.

* * *

“We've got trouble. ”

The Celestial Ship jumps into the cave.

“Shh!”

The old man turns away, begging him to be quiet.

A child suffering from a headache just fell asleep.

This was the first time the celestial line appeared so hasty and surprised, but the old man remained calm.

He slowly walked away from the bed and asked.

“What's going on? ”

“The librarian is dead. ”

“What?”

I was an old man who wouldn't blink if the sky fell, but this time I was surprised.

I repeated again with a trembling voice.

“Everyone who used to protect the history of literature is dead. ”

Something really shouldn't have happened before the Great Law.

“We're investigating whether it was the seagulls or the Horsemen. ”

The old man's eyes deepened. So far, many of the failures have been considered to be variables that naturally follow in big things.

“It's not a gallstone or a horseman. ”

Now the old man can see. There was another great destiny that was about to change its fate.

“There's no way that sky's gonna stand against the will of heaven. ”

The old man asked quietly after saying an unknown word.

“Are all those involved in the Great Law dead? ”

“No, they're both alive to help the librarian. ”

“Call them in. We have to save them first. ”

“Yes, but they cannot enforce the law on their own. ”

“Of course. Leave the matter to me, and you let them live. ”

“I understand.”

The Celestial Ship swooped down and flew to the entrance of the cave.

The old man who was left alone walked to the bed.

The child was still asleep.

He sighed lightly and repeated what he had previously missed about Mahjong's situation.

“Things don't work out the way they want. ”

* * *

“Look over there. ”

At the words of Child, Imyeon walked to the window.

A marble rushes in as the commander approaches. He had a conversation with Ilho in the yard. I couldn't hear what he was saying, but I could see something serious was happening.

Looking at him, he said with a trembling voice.

“I think he did it. ”

Im Yeon-jung looked at her.

“Really? Already? ”

“Yes.”

Child was convinced of that. I was sure to take it one step further.

“I think I know why I trusted him. ”

“Why?”

“Because I was trustworthy. ”

As a result, it was strange, but Child felt it was the most accurate explanation.

Im Yeon-jung didn't say anything.

Suddenly, I realized that there was one such person in my life.

Anonymous compromise.

The man who saved his life and left.

I felt like I knew what it felt like to trust the Fleet. If the opponent were an anonymous compromise, he would have the same trust as the seven.

I heard a voice outside.

“May I come in for a moment? ”

Im Yeon-jung replied.

“Come in.”

A call came in and said quickly.

“We need to relocate. ”

“What's going on? ”

“An urgent order has come from the High Command. Let's avoid the body first. ”

“Sure."

There was a wagon waiting outside.

When the two of them got in the wagon, Jell-O ran out of the wagon.

The wagon was speeding up like crazy, telling you how urgent this is.

As the wagon speeds up, Child's smile darkens as he looks out the window.

‘He did it. ’