Rebirth of The Heavenly Demon (Jang Young Hun)

I spoke with the Celestial Ship, but I couldn't find any information about the people who killed me.

I couldn't get him to open his mouth by grinding, but at least I could find out if he knew the truth.

He must not know who killed me, too.

“Again, I can beat the lowly. ”

“Not a chance.”

“The vision of the Underworld is too great. ”

“He was too great to condescend to the word fantasy. Oh, don't get me wrong. That doesn't mean you like him or respect him. ”

Anyway, one conclusion was that they weren't the ones who killed me.

Meanwhile, time has passed, and the great law has come to an end.

Several devices installed in the courthouse were working violently as if they were about to break, and the interior vibrated with the smell of all kinds of drugs. Numerous needles that had been used in the Great Law were left alongside millions of drums.

“Now, this is important. ”

“Let's focus.”

Im Yeon-jung and Jung were exhausted, but my mind was clear. They were focusing on the nerves of the great law.

The testament was intended to make the grand law its own, and it was not to be confused.

“Now, this is the last step. ”

Drugs were flowing through the device into the bodies of two children. The spirit sits in front of him and begins to read the spell-like words, and all the prepared scents bloom.

Two children convulsed at the same time.

“Come on! Come on, come on! ”

Everyone in the room cheered for the kids. Everyone was different goals and minds, but the same wishes were true for the great law to succeed.

I had to write it right now, saying that I felt like I was being a coward.

The children sighed in agony.

I didn't even imagine what it would be like for her to see that.

The moment the drugs were all in, both children's bodies were bent like bows at the same time. At that point, the convulsions slowly started to stop.

Im Yeon-jung ran to check on the condition of the two children.

After a tense moment, she looks back and smiles brightly.

“It's working.”

The twelve visual countermeasures were successful. The soul contained by the Longevity Monk was safely transferred to the child. The last five successes were now six.

Tears rolled into her eyes. Fortunately, neither tribute nor testes cared about her.

A brief beep with her comes and goes.

As I opened the door and left, Gene was waiting outside. It was a situation where the Supreme Court had already given an order to come at the end of time.

I pressed the bloodstream again to awaken the sleeping seven.

“I'll take these two women with me. ”

They were both women, so they wouldn't have any doubts. He could have thought he was a hostage, or he could have thought he was coveting women.

But at least I don't think it's because they're my people.

At the moment, the Cheonchon line did not care about the lives of others. I focused only on saving my own life. Thanks to you, I was able to get two people out naturally.

- Follow the unmanned outside and wait.

I sent a message to two women.

Im Yeon-jung didn't look at me. I looked at the child.

- I will take the child with me.

Im Yeon-jung was a smart woman. I knew that nothing was more for my child than I was confident.

- Please.

- I'll do my best.

Jin, who was waiting outside, took them like hostages. They will go to the island where the safe house is and wait for me.

The book used in the Great Law was taken by Lim Yeon-jung.

His eyes turned upside down. If I could, the spirit would rush and take it away from me. No matter how smart I was, it was impossible to memorize all the alternatives made across twelve watches.

I immediately placed a transfusion of the testes. The testes fell asleep on the spot where Child lay.

After the two women left with Gene, Longevity Monk shouted a brief scream.

“Ugh!”

You begin to exhale roughly as your long muscles pale. As soon as the great law was over, side effects began to appear.

Me and the celestial ship approached Longevity Monk.

“Go ahead.”

“Sure. Let me ask you one thing first. ”

The celestial line asked me with a serious look.

“If you save this child, will you save me? ”

“If the child survives. ”

“Are you sure you want to save me? ”

I cynically said when he double-checked.

“What's so important about a verbal commitment? ”

“It's important to me. ”

“Why?”

“At least I don't think you'll break your promise. ”

No matter how he treated me, it didn't matter whether I kept my promise or not. It was the most important thing that the celestial line saved the child safely.

“If you're the head of your organization, I won't let you live, frankly. Is that who you are? ”

“No.”

“Then I'll live. ”

The celestial line gives a subtle look. I felt happy and angry.

“Why? Is your ego broken? ”

“No. I'm glad to be honest. ”

The celiac line pressed on the child's bloodstream and began treatment.

“How long will it take? ”

“It won't take long. ”

I stepped back without interrupting.

Except for the two people who fell asleep, it was just me, the celestial line, and the two children here.

Then another child opened his eyes.

I could tell by the look in his eyes. It was another soul that was in the head of the muscle, not the child.

“How are you feeling? ”

In my question, the child pressed his fingers against the sides of his forehead.

“I feel it every time I do it, but I don't like it very much. ”

“How many times? ”

“This is the sixth time. ”

He answered honestly.

“You've done a lot. ”

What the hell is interest anyway?

It's going to cost a lot of money to do something like this. I don't know, but it will cost more than hundreds of thousands. It could have cost millions.

You've done that six times already? Truly, the funding of this organization was unimaginable.

Seeing the heavenly host struggling to save his life, he asked me.

“If you save that child, will you kill me?

“What do you think? ”

The child stared quietly into my eyes.

“I'm not sure. ”

The child quickly added.

“At least I don't feel anxious. I'm not going to kill him. ”

I wrote the expression "this child", not "I." It's a clever reaction, knowing that I'm not the one who kills a child carelessly, and at the same time emphasizing that I am in the child's body again.

He was a man of instinct. Perhaps he has lived by instinct all his life. Just like me.

Whose soul are you?

This time I asked.

“Can you tell me who you are? ”

“That's too bad. I promised I wouldn't say. ”

“With who? With that kid? ”

“No way. ”

Soon the child looked at me and tilted his head.

“You're a child too.... ”

“But?”

“It's weird. When I look at you, I feel something worn out. ”

The word ‘like me’ was omitted.

After all, he was the one who had the power to treat someone as a child and see through my nature.

None of the people I've dealt with in my past had this much insight and presence.

No, there was one.

I dealt with the hardest opponent, the bloodthirsty Catholic Church's opponent, who won only through the use of extinction.

Thousands of light.

He was written in the heavenly horse that was the strongest in the history of the Gentiles.

No way.

My gaze was again on the child.

Did these lunatics really bring back the Heavenly Horse?

I hope not.

At that time, the child looked around the inside of the courthouse and said,

“This place is too stuffy. ”

The moment I heard that, I suddenly remembered that day a long time ago.

“This place is too stuffy. ”

At the words of the Hundred Lights, I looked at the broken window.

Our fight left the building unholy. The interior fixtures are shattered, and there are holes everywhere.

“Do you mind if it rains a lot? ”

Shoot me.

It was raining coolly outside the building.

“There's a taste. Wouldn't that be better? ”

“Fine. Let's go out and fight this time. ”

Me and Hundred Lights walked out of the building. It's been two days since I started living and dying with him. I fought like crazy, but I couldn't win easily.

We've been fighting, switching places. Fighting in the mountains, fighting in buildings, on the battlefield, on the roadside.

We really wanted to kill each other, but we were enjoying the fight.

I've never met such a strong opponent. I couldn't kill him with all my tricks. Of course, so was he. Every horseman he had, I didn't die.

The horseman of the Blood Sect was powerful. His German artisans were nothing compared to the Black Trinity they faced before the martial arts.

If this wasn't the most fulfilling time of my shameless life, I would have lost to him.

I could have foreseen.

This is going to be the hardest fight of my life. A strong man like this will never meet again. Maybe I'll miss this fight for a long, long time.

I'm not saying I miss him. What I'm going to miss is this fight. This fight with him that threw everything away and fought.

It was the greatest blessing to meet a lifelong enemy as an unmanned man.

Shoot me.

Hundred thousand lights stood under the ground for a moment. I stood side by side. We didn't ambush each other. I didn't even think of a surprise.

The surprise that doesn't match at least this moment, even in the last years of war with him, and in the last two days of fighting, we have tried enough.

We had one last moment to watch the rain pour out.

Since I became a Muslim monk and the war against the martyrs began, we hated each other and hated each other. I've tried to kill each other somehow.

And now that I felt that the last moment of the fight had come, my mind was calm. It seemed the same to me.

“Even if I was 10 years younger, ”

He was anticipating defeat.

“Are you making excuses now? ”

He was cynical when I gave him the pint. But they were not bad pinjaws or cynics that had been thrown at each other so far. It was a conversation with a light smile.

“Isn't that right? If you were a decade younger, you wouldn't have taken a punch. ”

“If I was ten years older, you wouldn't be in this world already. ”

“Instead, after ten years, you'll be an old crone, and you won't look good. ”

“I'll take that as a compliment. ”

A slight rise in the tail of the Hundred Lights.

Was it the rain? I thought it was a little touching.

What if we met in the same faction, not the enemy, like he was an unmanned faction or I was born as a Maine? I thought we might be getting along quite well.

But we met an enemy that had to kill each other. For all those sacrificed in the war against the martyrdom, I will surely kill him.

After a long rain, we finally started fighting.

I said as I took the first step.

“Come on, let's go. ”

“Sure."

I intend to use the last herbalist, the Fear of Extinction. It was a dangerous herb that would kill me if I failed to rule Jingi. If he succeeds, he will surely die and the long struggle with the martyrdom will end.

Kururung!

Hearing the distant thunder, I slowly drew my sword.

I looked up at the dark sky in which the hundred thousand light rained, with a darker gaze.

“If I am born again.... ”

Was it the rain? Is it because he's blurry? Or was it because I was so focused on extinction that I just wanted to end this long fight?

I didn't hear him back.

“What is your relationship with that child? ”

I woke up from reminiscence because of the child's question.

“I had nothing to do with it. ”

“Why do you want to save it? ”

“Don't you think it's wrong to ask that? ”

My child said with a smile.

“That's what you're talking about, you little twerp. ”

Shake it off!

That said, my whole body was plumped.

A thousand lighting strikes against me many times.

When I looked at him, he looked at me, too.

Considering it was a hundred thousand lights, I could see.

A dark, deep abyss that cannot be hidden in a child's eyes. Looking up at the sky that rained in his last battle.

Thousand horses. They brought back Thousand Horses.

You crazy bastards!