Rebirth of The Heavenly Demon (Jang Young Hun)

The most genuine repairs came to a static place.

The labyrinth that was working was about a fifth.

The seagulls and Black Leopard Soldiers all left the maze, and they were all caught in a fiery installation.

Dogs' corpses pile up near the broken wall. They were put away by the Black Leopard Soldiers to repair the truth.

One of them twists. It was the same corpse that was removed by an unmanned man who had scratched his leg earlier.

Shi Yi Profit.

The corpse's belly splits longitudinally. A torso opens, revealing someone on the inside.

Surprisingly, he was covered in blood.

When the puppies fought like crazy, they dug here through the chaos. He was a brilliant master and a true expert, and he thought he could cover his tracks with noble law.

Scratching a man's leg was not a dog's claw. He hid in the corpse and fed the Black Leopard Soldier with blood.

Blood clots are worms that penetrate the brain through blood vessels and control the will of the opponent. Only bloodstreams can use them.

I smiled at the remaining maze of bloodshed and disappeared without a sound.

Inside the Second True Code, a flamethrower installation was set up with Song Hwa Rin's signature.

She was learning a lot about this work, but not just about the truth. He was also learning to lead and lead many people.

"Just a little more, and let's hurry!"

"Yes!"

The Black Leopard Soldiers responded proudly to Song Hwa Rin's encouragement.

Everyone was working hard without any tricks. Everyone's morale rises when the maze stops a puppy attack.

They felt the importance of authenticity. If you think that puppies have attacked you directly in a situation where there is no legitimacy, you are truly stunned.

If you think about how many people will survive here, the truth was a shield that saved their lives.

In fact, there was another reason why Black Leopard UAVs were so eager.

It was because of Songhwa Lin.

A few days after I met her, she was becoming the most popular among Black Leopard Craftsmen.

First of all, she was beautiful. It also had an unbearably overwhelming beauty. Of course, if it were only beautiful, it wouldn't be so popular.

In addition to her beauty, she was strong. He was definitely better than the Black Leopard Musketeers, based on his skills.

It was more glamorous than beauty for Black Leopard UAVs seeking strength.

Her personality also contributed to that. As the bride of their leader of the Wall Ribbon, she had no choice but to be polite, and she did not despise them as lower class, and worked hard to be a role model.

In this situation, who would hate her and who would neglect her work?

Songhhwalin told the amount of seaweed.

"I'm worried I'm going to be late for work."

Even if the amount of seaweed helps behind the scenes, it will be slower than working directly.

Then he smiled and said.

"You've made my work go faster."

It was because the Black Panthers worked really hard to get a good look at her.

"Yes? What do you mean?"

"Haha, no. Come on, let's get to work."

"Yes!"

An unarmed black figure in the middle of the work asked a colleague next door.

"Are you all right?"

The man turns his head to his colleague's question. He was the same man who had bled on his leg while cleaning up the body before.

"What's the matter?"

"You look very tired from what you've done with your eyes."

"I'm fine."

"That's a relief."

Both men thought it was unnecessary. It was nothing to snow on, considering the shampoo that warmed the practice, and the hell training that carried dozens of leagues of heavy loads while couldn't sleep.

"Let's get this done. It was horrible just thinking about those scary dogs."

The man was unloading his things without saying if he hadn't heard anything from his colleague.

I tilted my head to a somewhat unusual colleague, but I thought I was tired as well.

And so the work continued.

I stand on the roof of a building and stare into the forest far beyond the wall.

There's a dealer out there somewhere in the woods looking for us. I wanted to run out and kill them all, but I never thought it would be that easy.

After standing silently for a long time, CheonMa asked me.

[What are you thinking? What are you worried about?]

[Things seem to be going too well.]

Are you worried if things go well?]

[That's why I have a question.]

[What?]

[Why did the trafficker push so hard? When the large sub dog died, the sub dog was almost halfway there. I just poured the rest of them out, even though all the dogs were dead. Why did he do it?]

[Maybe I should use them all once I summon them.]

[If so, wouldn't he have imposed the next violence on the dog? I wish I was.]

[I wouldn't have sent those sons of bitches.]

[Haha. Maybe I'm overestimating my opponent.]

[Stop judging. Just go out there and kill all these bloody things.]

[I wish.]

I snuck off the roof and entered the truth.

I encouraged the hard-working workers to take a look around.

That night, an unarmed Black Leopard who was sleeping opened his eyes.

It was the same person who had hurt his leg earlier. There was a red dot on his forehead. It was a tiny speck that you wouldn't know unless you looked very closely in the light.

The man has left the building. I told the unarmed man standing at the entrance of Bunn that I was going to the back of the bar and went out.

The place where the man headed was the real place, not the back room. Even though his appearance and speech were intact, he was a completely different person. I wasn't acting on my own terms. Dominating him was blood in the brain.

He walks into the truth, avoiding the eyes of his companions on the run.

The second law was a pile of materials used for construction, but no one was there because it was late at night.

A man passed through there and entered the labyrinth. On the first day, I knew exactly where the body was, because I followed the amount of seaweed to clean it up.

The man walked through the labyrinth following the birth gate.

When I got out of the newly repaired maze, someone was waiting outside. They were the blood dealers and 200 blood vessels.

"Follow me exactly where I step."

The man said awkwardly, and went back into the maze he had entered.

The blood vessels, including the trafficker, followed him through the maze.

Enemies are passing by, but the labyrinth doesn't attack them because they follow the exact path of life.

The first person to enter along with the man was the bloodstain, followed by the bloodstain, the foe, the sloth, and the trafficker. Of course, two hundred blood swords lined up and followed behind.

Blood rushes out of line for a moment.

The trafficker, as well as the hostile and the slothful, went first, so they did not know that he had left. Everyone was only concerned about the floor that the person in front of him stepped on.

The bloodstream doesn't follow them, but walks to the pile of dead puppies next to them. I couldn't figure out what it was, so I kept getting caught up in it.

He came to the same pile of corpses he hid in yesterday.

The bloodstream tilts slightly. Something was different from the last time you got out yesterday.

What's the difference? '

No, that was not the point.

What if someone touches us? Why? "

Next moment.

Chop!

Phew!

A sword pierces the bloodstream's chest. It was so fast that I couldn't avoid it or do it.

The bloodstream was so surprised that he looked down at the sword that opened his eyes and stabbed himself. This was the first time I've ever had such a quick raid.

The black protrudes from the dead dog in front of him.

The blood rushes back, staggering.

Paaaaaaaah!

Blood gushes from your chest as your sword is drawn. It was a fatal wound that avoided immediate death.

Profit.

Someone comes out of the dog's stomach as it splits open.

I was the one who tore up the body.

I said, looking at the terrifying bloodline.

"It was you. The one hiding here."

Then, the bloodstain asked with a face that he couldn't understand.

"…… how did you know I was hiding?"

"If you'd come out hiding, you should've cleaned up the body."

I thought it was strange, but when I studied carefully, I found a body with a sharp scrub and a split stomach. I also noticed that someone was hiding inside the body.

Shhhhh!

Phew!

Throughout the air, I put a sword right through his heart this time. Given enough time, the Pokémon can't figure out which magic to use.

The bloodstream, which was stirring hands and feet to avoid it, collapsed.

The other blood blades rush this way. Many, including the traffickers, had already gone into the maze, and the remaining blood vessels were being pursued.

Shhhhh!

My sword has launched. The goal was a small pillar erected next to the truth. This was the point of my counterattack.

Boom!

The pillar shatters, changing its position. I asked the gullet to remove the device that changed the location of the life gate. The labyrinth starts triggering as the location of the birthplace changes.

Hurry up!

Screams erupt from the mouths of the bloodstained swords, following only the steps of the man in front of you.

Traffickers, hostiles, losers, bloodstains and over thirty blood swords passed through the labyrinth.

She stops walking along the man.

"Wait."

"What's the matter?"

The question of quietness caused the hawker to look around.

"I thought you said you were making a second law here?"

"That's right."

"Why aren't you working now?"

"Maybe it's the night."

"You don't work at night when it's urgent?"

It was at that moment that she looked suspicious.

Khurrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.

Suddenly, the recipe starts to work from behind.

Immediately, you hear the sound of Jinhee attacking and screaming.

"All of a sudden, why was the truth triggered?"

"Someone must have mistakenly messed with my affairs, not my birth records."

That's when another person appeared from the true law.

I was the one who walked out of the maze after stepping on the changed door of life.

She recognizes the opposing Pokémon as me and says with a rotten face.

"It was a trap."

Everyone who enters the maze will die in there. Blood is dead, and everyone who could command them was here.

Those who stood in line at the back will eventually try to break through the maze, even in a crowd. Their leaders were all inside.

She sighed at me.

"Dammit! A dirty hunch is always accurate."

It was as if I had given up everything, but I could tell. She didn't give up anything.

Behind you, you see white and black leopard. On the other side, Father and Song Woogyeong showed up with their respective swords.

"Kill him!"

The two sides are facing each other. White and slow, red and red, red and red, red and red, red and red.

We dominated the overall numbers, but our side was pushed out of the Masters' Shaft.

I intend to defeat the Trafficker and kill him with my sword at once. Killing her should be easy enough for the rest of them. The scariest thing was her.

Wheyrik.

The moment my sword lifted up into the air and aimed at her, she said coldly.

"If I die, everyone here dies."

"What do you mean?"

"As soon as I saw you, I started running the sentence of the bloodshed and was already ready. At the moment of my death, my body will explode, and this officer will be devastated."

Explosive puncture.

It was free from information from the bloodstaining system that was seen in each Confidential Documentation Room.

The last method used to associate with an opponent in a hematoma nostril.

What she said was true. Her eyes had turned red, and it was evidence that the puncture was triggered.

"Of course you can survive. I don't want to die with you, but if you survive, that's ironic."

I felt her willingness to escape this crisis, suggesting someone else would die.

I looked around slowly. Everyone was fighting tightly. If I had more time, I could have killed one of my loved ones.

"What do you want?"

She answered my question.

"Just let us go."

Her gaze became entangled in the air. She won't fall for it again. The next one to die will be this way.

“No!"

The moment I say no!

Flash!

The Sura Myung Wang sword in the air flew into the light.