Rebirth of The Heavenly Demon (Jang Young Hun)
Bigfoot Champion (4)
The old man and the crown jewel sit in a row, twisting the crown. After one breakfast, the old man put his palm on the back of the celestial line.
“Grandpa.”
“Why is that? ”
“Thank you."
“Come.”
Whoo-hoo!
The celestial line's body begins to be infused with the old man's congenital device. The old man's resonance was truly innocent and unmarried.
It was not simply to inject the internal air, but to deliver a congenital oscillator. In other words, the inner air of the celestial line increases permanently.
The old man's oscillator suddenly reached four.
I tried my best to convey it.
Have you ever cared this much for someone? I never gave this heart to a father or to a son.
Soon the transmission of the Congenital Age will be over.
The celestial vessels that received all of the elderly's internal affairs merged with their internal affairs and suddenly became internal affairs. After all, there is no one to stand up to.
His morning sickness will become stronger and faster. Unfortunately, even though the internal air had tripled, it could not be used twice in a row. Regardless of the amount of internal air, it was an aerial maneuver made in the first place.
However, the speed of the winds will only make you stronger. There are very few people who can avoid it nowadays, but who can avoid their own attacks now?
Moreover, the previous injuries were completely cured by accepting the old man's innocence.
On the other hand, the old man who had all the internal affairs looked ten years older. He's only got a few years of internal air left.
“Grandpa.”
Tears fell into the eyes of the celestial line.
“Don't cry. You will certainly succeed in the Great Law. ”
“Yes.”
“Carry me. ”
The Celestial Ship has taken him into Heaven.
The old man lay in a thousand eggs. Originally, I needed more materials. I needed the blood of a successful person to bring me back to life. The stronger the reincarnated, the greater the chance of success. That's why he brought back the Heavenly Horse. However, the chances of success were only this, because there was no blood of the reborn.
“Why are you doing this? ”
All grandfather's life, which he remembered, was related to this great law. He was strong enough. I feel like pursuing strength is meaningless because it's too strong.
“But why do you want to succeed in this grand law? ”
“It was my father's dream. ”
“Yes?”
It was the first I heard of it.
“My father was a thief. He was called a geek. ”
Surprisingly, the old man was the son of a monster walker.
The elderly man's name is Wang Dynasty. It was only at that moment that the identity of the elderly was revealed.
The Imperial Army had never told the Celestial Ship about their father.
“My father enjoyed stealing from powerful men rather than money. This grand law that I intend to do now is also in the secret code that my father stole. ”
The celestial line was surprised and asked.
“Who did you steal it from? ”
The imperial guard shakes his head.
“He was an old man. The book, which had no title, said that he was looking for the old man later, knowing that there was an invisible heavenly body in the book, but he couldn't find it. ”
“You trusted the contents of the book. ”
“It was trustworthy enough. Everything was accurate. The recipe for the resurrection of the Heavenly Horse and the manufacturing of this turban were all described in that recipe. My father failed the great law, but I will surely succeed. ”
The heavenly line couldn't bring out the words that came to mind.
‘But can we artificially create the perfect immortal human being? ’
But now was not the time to say that.
“You will succeed, Grandfather. ”
“Even if you fail, remember what I said. ”
“It will work. It's going to work. ”
Slowly, the eggs close. The Cheonchon line watched his appearance until the end.
When the door closed, the celestial lines connected several of the tubes in the celestial eggs. He then manipulates the device attached to the back.
Whoo-hoo!
The turbulent eggs start to operate with a slight vibration.
The great law began.
After thirty-three days, this thousand eggs will be opened. Then it will be decided whether the great law succeeds or fails. If he succeeds, there will be no one who can defeat him. They will be reborn as immortals.
Looking down at the turban, Najik said.
“Please make it through this, Grandpa. Until then, I will protect you. ”
But at this rate, we were more likely to find this place. The gallstones were strong, and the dark subjects would be looking for them.
“We need to distract them. ”
Two people were meeting at a dark night, a mountain lung.
They were the Witches and the Chul-ryong.
“Have you made a decision? ”
Chul-ryong couldn't answer the magician's question.
“I have one thing to say before he does. ”
“What?"
“We have a problem inside the organization. ”
“Problem?”
“My superiors have been disconnected. ”
It was a result of running away with the Emperor and the Celestial Ship.
The witch's tail dries up.
“You don't believe me. I understand, but what I'm saying is true. ”
For a moment, the magician stared at Chul-ryong. For an excuse, it felt so sophisticated and awkward that it felt real.
“Fine. I'll take your word for it. If something changes inside the organization, it could be an opportunity. ”
“Opportunity?"
“If what you say is true, then maybe there is something inside of me." Then it will be easy for Lord Juju to turn this way. ”
Chul-ryong doesn't say anything.
“A runner. This time they tried to kill my brother, the runner. Who's next? You're a wire runner? How many times do I have to do this? ”
The usual nagging man takes his step seriously, and the sorcerer's persuasion exerts its power.
“Juju. They only use us as supplies. If we do this, we're all going to die. This is your last chance. ”
“Give me more time to think. ”
“Very well. Decide until the next meeting, instead." ”
“I see.”
The sorcerer leaves first.
Chul-ryong sighs lightly.
“Damn it!”
Boom.
Joo Chul-ryong kicks the broken tree in front of him. The trees are crushed and scattered. If you do not listen to him, you will be retaliated against by Mahjol and the Mage. There was no assurance that they would protect themselves until they lost contact with their superiors. However, betraying them was not easy either.
He sighs and turns away, startled. There was a celestial line standing at the door.
“How dare you betray us. ”
Chul Chul Dragon was frightened.
“No. Absolutely not. ”
The celestial line lifts a finger. Even now, it seemed like a hurricane was flying off my fingertips.
“You're mistaken! Please spare me! ”
“Not betrayal, but conflict? ”
“No!”
I answered quickly, but his voice was already trembling a lot.
The finger pointing to the main iron dragon is folded back.
“I give you one command. Whether or not you carry out this command will determine whether or not you can wash away this mistake. ”
The glare of the celestial line toward Chul-ryong was cold.
“Kill the Holy See as soon as possible."
“Yes?”
Chul-ryong opened his eyes. I never thought such an order would come down.
Killing the Bible will be a great blow to the Dark Hadou. Perhaps it will interfere with finding yourself and your grandfather.
Joo Chul-ryong couldn't help but ask, and suddenly, the Celestial Ship disappeared before my eyes. It was a really ghostly movement.
“Damn it.”
Papa Papa Papa Pang!
I was watching the Celestial Horse perform his master's art.
Even though it was a herb unfolding in the same sentence, it certainly felt different from what I was unfolding.
[What do you think? This is real academic science.]
[How long have you been practicing? Are you already pretending to be famous?]
[It's a grandfather's shaman. I feel like I've been cooked for a decade.]
Although the chief said so, he was definitely learning it much faster than I had adapted.
On the foundation of academic science, there was definitely Mado and Sado.
We talked about watching, about herbs.
[Do you really need to hit that herb that hard?]
One of the herbs I did a moment ago looked exactly the same.
[Isn't this gentle enough?]
[Not a chance.]
Thousand horses opened the herbs again as they had originally done.
It was much stronger than me. Obviously, the interpretation of Heavenly Horse and I was different even when I saw the same shaman.
[Your disciples say softness conquers strength, but that's because it doesn't come from real strength.]
[Don't I have it?]
[That's funny. You don't think you beat me because you're soft, do you? Strength and softness in shamanism are relative to anything.They are softer than mine, but objectively, your incomplete shamanism is also a very defeated shamanism. Your genius added to that defeat, and you just won.]
It was hard to deny.
For a moment I thought about it. There was harmony and balance at the center of the unconsciousness I had sought in the past. It contained the idea that if we put it in one place, it would not be enough.
On the contrary, Heaven Ma aims to reach the Ultimate River. Harder, harder.
Maybe I need to give it a try.
Suddenly, I remembered what Heavenly Horse said before.
You're trapped in a frame.
I couldn't deny it then, but I feel the frame again today.
The framework that used to be vague, or not even recognizable, was increasingly outlined.
[Do you ever feel framed? I'm stuck somewhere.]
[You bastard. Where am I being held? Are you making fun of me?]
[Haha. Sorry. That's not what I meant. I mean, what limits have you ever felt?]
Of course, how could the Emperor not understand the point of my question?
[There was. Just once.]
When was this?
[When you challenged me to a drink.]
Challenge?
[When I tried to clear my mind.]
At that time, the amount of gall death appeared outside the sacral orbit.
[I'll talk to you later.]
[Next time, I'll be stronger.]
[Expect.]
I returned to reality with a thousand heart holes.
“What's going on? ”
The amount of seaweed said quickly.
“Joo Chul-ryong moved alone. ”
Being alone was the point of the report. In the normal case of the Muslim blind, the stockbroker never had to move alone.
“What's the objective?"
“It's our line of money. ”
The meaning of the amount of seaweed, I said with a bloody smile.
“I don't know anyone else, but he can't. ”
The Bible on the wagon was locked in thought.
Both sides of you reach out to yourself.
The Emperor recommended treason, and advised against treachery.
The Bible chose both, and that was to say, it chose itself.
If he had only made a choice to save his own life, he would have chosen the Dark Hadou.
I knew the Holy See well. No matter how strong and ambitious the Emperor is, he will not be able to overcome the dark object. He has the power not to be defeated by any force. And most of all, he was a merchant.
But…… I wanted to become a Dark Subject.
Even if the dark object knew his ambition, the dream did not change. Rather, it burned more intensely. But under him, you can't stay there forever.
That's why I want the Imperial Army to kill the Dark Subject on one side of my mind. so that he can get up there.
At that time, the wagon stops at a rapid stop.
Shhh!
The sound of the wind rapidly slicing through the air makes it noisy outside. The sound of the gunshot followed by the screaming.
The Bible pounded the back of the wagon chair as if to blame itself.
“Shit! Shit! ”
You don't know who attacked you, but you feel death approaching you.
The unaccompanied were strong. But if someone wanted to kill themselves, they would have sent stronger ones.
Shit, is he going to die in vain?
Why didn't you use a really strong escort? If it's your fortune, you can get it if you want to get a great master.
But those thoughts are a question I don't really know about the periods of this brutal tissue.
Watched, watched. And then, as soon as they deviate from the framework set by the organization, all suspicions are concentrated. Doubt leads to disbelief, and disbelief leads to death.
I looked out the wagon window.
The moon was bright. The moon seemed to say,
- It's a good night to die, right?
‘Never.'
I really didn't want to die. So I looked at the moon and prayed earnestly.
‘Please, if someone saves me, I'll do anything for him. ’