Reincarnated Swordmaster

I briefly explained what happened to the network. Then he took out his flashlight, his armor and his fireworks and conveyed his will to Sundanese phrases. I rumbled through the armor and muttered.

"And here's the Obsidian..."

"Ah, I believe you. You must be Hung Wung."

The retinue sighs.

"I was nervous. It's hard to recognize the sudden disconnection from you and the sudden old age. I still have my old self, so it would be hard to believe if I just did it."

"Well..."

"Send the memory to Obsidian."

I gave a brief explanation, but there is no easier way to communicate the situation than Obsidian. I nodded and delivered the memory back to the network. He looked into my memories and said,

"It's a good idea to come here without meeting the Twelve Commandments. And... it's an unbelievable feat to get rid of Hassin."

The retinue looks a little frightened. It meant that I was amazed at what I did while talking about my usual facial expressions. As the cheekbones were rising, my heart became proud, the message of hopelessness continued.

"But what is the power of the Apostle Jeollwook?"

I've been thinking about that question and answering.

"... I'm not sure. My body and intuition remember how to use it, but I don't know the exact nature of this ability. It's the only power I've been able to withstand in my past life, and it can be used in battle as well as mobility."

"Why is the memory of your training at the Ogre Planetarium in Sunset gone?"

"I don't know about that. When I woke up, I was back in the real world."

"......"

Mangosteen was a recurring thought with arms crossed. And then he said,

"I should probably talk to my uncle, too. Let's go."

I followed the scourge to the Jegalsa. Zegalsa had made a bunch of portraits and engraved a spell on their bodies, which seemed like a kind of magic. Zegalsa, who was in the middle of work, looked at me and said,

"Could it be Hung Woong?"

"You noticed right away."

"He looks different, but only a hundred men will come with you."

I gave my memory to Zegalsa as obsidian. Zegalsa was surprised when she received the memory.

"... Oh, my God. Is this a true story? Really? Did you catch it?"

"You saw it for yourself."

"......"

As Zegalsa's mental impact is greater than her reticence, he is dazed for a moment. Then he bursts the photon like crazy.

"Kuhahahaha!! Oh, my God! I never thought humans would catch [Old Master]!! Hahahahahahahaha!!!"

He grabbed my shoulder and waved like crazy.

"Yubi? ZoZo? Hanxue? Hangwoo? I don't need everything! You are the greatest hero in history!! Mwahahaha."

"Now, wait..."

"Heh-heh-heh..."

Zegalsa slightly steals her eyes and says in a frenzied voice.

"Even the genius of the Zegals, who have been in the middle of China for more than a thousand years, have been frustrated because they can't handle one fresh fish, and you have accomplished hundreds of times over. You're a great guy."

"Heheh. Lucky me!"

"Oh, lucky me. Thousands of years of neutralizing heroes should all hang and kill themselves. Even a fool like you couldn't do it."

"......."

When I stood up for a while, I felt good and said a quick word, and it was the seagull who hit the candle. As my expression distorted, the words of Jegalsa continued.

"Anyway, congratulations now. It's the best result."

"I wonder if this will put up a fight in the heavens?"

"It can't be. They are like the servants of the Emperor Oze, so we can't argue with the Apostle with the conclusion from above."

I looked around and said,

"But why did you make so many portraits?"

It was strange. It seemed like the most extraordinary creations I'd ever seen in my life. At first glance, it was much more than 20 women, and there was no need to cover up both men and women's old age. Jegalsa answered my question bluntly.

"I made it an urgent sacrifice."

"Why?"

"Why? Why? You think you're gonna survive that fight? I almost died, so I was going to raise a portrait and beg [Old Master] to save you."

"Ah…"

It was a blessing to be next to you.

"My uncle used up all the possessions of the anthem to make it urgent. All the alcoholic ingredients and treasures he collected were spent here."

Something like that.

I bowed my head in gratitude to the Zegalsa for trying to save me, even with the power of the old ruler.

"Thank you."

"Khh. The treasure of the anthem is not important. It's important that the succession that ruled the oceans of the world collapsed."

Jegalsa slaughtered.

"In the future, fishermen will hide their tracks in the platoon for a while, and fishermen will fall. Humanity slaves who were subject to them would hide their half-blood and live on. This is a peace that cannot be attained even if the most elite legions rule the world with meditation. Thanks to you, hundreds of thousands of people will be saved in the next decade."

"... I see."

It seemed like a great thing that Hanshin collapsed.

"Actually, I can't predict what's going to happen. It was the first time since the [Old Master] killed Humans. There will be great chaos."

I was curious about what Zegalsa said.

"It was impossible to kill an [old ruler] because there was no life or death. How could she have killed him?"

It is strange that even though she sealed herself and weakened the power of Haeshin. There was such a thing in my past life knowledge. It reminds me of a request I made to the ruler of the Forest [Old Master] to see if I could kill the copycat.

Can your power bring death to a creature called a copycat?]

[That's another matter…… Ruler of Le Luis……. Its existence is the direct result of chaos……. The transcendent who never existed in the first place.... It is unlawful to impose the power of inversion on on him.]

I did.

God is a transcendent who does not exist in life or death, so we cannot apply the power of inversion. It is because the concept of life and death is null. Strangely, however, Haeshin managed to get rid of it, making it a contradiction to what the ruler of the forest had said.

Then Jegalsa smiled.

"That's because the decontamination is the [old ruler] of matter system birth."

"What are you talking about?"

"You know that there is a hierarchy between [Old Ruler] and that there is a level of power in the sky, right?"

"Yes."

Zegalsa's words relaxed.

"[Old ruler] are divided into two broad groups. Being born in the material world and being born in the faraway world... Since Shinshin is an electron, it is very low among [old rulers]. It is because being born in the material system means having the soul of God, but having the body of the mortal."

"Ah!"

"However, even if Haeshin dies this time because he has the soul of God, he will be resurrected in thousands of years. Just because you're such an incomplete old ruler, you can't avoid material death. This is a weakness shared not only by Hassin, but by many [former rulers] of the material system birth."

I felt like I knew something unexpected. I listened to Zegalsa and tried to remember everything.

"Born on a far-off throne, the [old ruler] is immortal not only in the soul but also in the body?" "

"Yes, very few of them are. As far as I know, no more than 10 subjects. Let's call it a sacral bone among the sacral bones."

"......"

"An imitation that is regarded as the straightness of chaos. He can never be defeated because there was no death in the first place. The only one stronger than that is the so-called God who transcends God."

"Damn it..."

I gripped my teeth.

My goal was to stop Le Rue from emerging hundreds of years later and defeat its ruler, the impersonation. However, what I felt when I defeated Hanshin was that seven or two were not enough to fight the [old ruler]. I felt like I could fight Hassin if I let go of the three yo-yos.

What can we do to defeat an impersonation that is much stronger than that and has no weakness for death?

"... I have no choice but to gather all the Chilyos."

"That's the right answer."

Jegalsa laughed later.

"The rest is all minor."

I finished my conversation with the Jegalsa and started discussing my future plans. My gut asked me about my condition.

"Hundred and a half years older than you are now. How are you? Do you think the combat power is down?"

I shook my head at Zegalsa's question.

"Not really. Strength in my body doesn't matter anyway because of my air level, and my body grew up to become more comfortable fighting."

"What's your skill set?"

"Well, I can see that."

"Let's see what you know."

I began to cast the flamethrowers, the hidden arts, and the divorce or reconciliation arts as Zegalsa asked. Then a surprising thing happened.

Glug-ug!!

"Ugh…!!"

I was embarrassed when a three-sized parachute-shaped flame erupted as I opened a flamethrower in the master anthem. It was too different from the power I had originally thought of, so I was going to burn the whole staff at this rate. Then the prospect of watching next to him formed a Demibeast and said.

"Bing."

Then the cool energy settled on all sides. The flame I released subsides and stops after a long time. I said as if I was surprised by the magic of ice to stop my flamethrower.

"Fantastic. I just did my best to stop that flame, but I couldn't put it out easily. Now you can use that flamethrower as your primary offensive technique."

"Er... what happened?"

It wasn't like this before. With the use of flamethrowers, at most three sparks were confident and spread. When I was embarrassed by how many times the power was amplified in one fell swoop, Wisdom said.

"Proof that you have received a gift from Jeollux the Great."

"Gift?"

"You ate and drank at the banquet at the Manchurian Temple. In return, I grew old and aged for 20 years, but I gained that much Yin Hini."

"But with her cunning in the yin, isn't it strange that Yang's art of fire grows stronger?"

"Since the innate Yin is a child, ordinary human beings have a special power that is hard to learn. That's why your skills have increased so much at once. The penis is also a trait that transcends normal yin and yang. Also, that flame technique was originally taught by Miho, so the psychic powers are synergistic."

"......!!"

"You also have a foundation for learning the art of fetal drunkenness, which is very rare. Unless it's fresh, there's probably no one in the human world who can use fetal arts."

I could understand the telepathy.

Psychological Achievement in the Mangians!

That brings me the skill that corresponds to the power of a warrior. I rebelled.

"What would have happened if I had eaten ten dishes at that banquet and died of old age?"

"That's what you wanted all along. If you were a demon and apostle of the Manchurian Empire, you would be able to wield the power of the Apostle more freely and tens of times more powerful..."

"......"

"Well, I doubt your former abilities would have been triggered at the moment of death."

And I tried other tricks, but they improved power and casting time together. When I was overjoyed, he said as if he was giving me a pinky glass.

"Pure power has risen, but I don't understand much about alcoholism, so I can't minimize Demibeast or Spells. Don't be satisfied. I need to work on my drinking."

"I understand."

I also went through the Divorce Act, and Jegalsa told me that she saw me manipulate superficials into Divorce Law.

"The Divorce Act has finally reached Seiland."

"Really?"

"It is acknowledged by the bishop of the cross. You're old enough to put your soul into the body."

Seven castles of the Divorce Act!

It meant that I would be able to use the superhero in the future. Until now, we have not been supportive in foster care, so we were able to control the early human being for a short period of time, and we still couldn't handle it properly. However, from now on, we can easily fix and move the soul bag, so if you are in a hurry, you may even change into a supernatural person.

Zegalsa strokes her chin as if she were dissatisfied.

"You're good at drinking. I thought that it would take ten years of courage to penetrate the walls of Sixth Castle, but with the power of the womb, I was able to pierce the barrier at once."

"Heheh heh."

"Don't like it. It's a long way to the Great Wall."

Zegalsa, who spoke harshly, said.

"That's enough of the drinking. I'm gonna need to do a full work-up. Shouldn't you be fighting to find out what kind of craftsmanship you got in the foxhole?"

Sounds reasonable. I asked the Jegalsa.

"How?"

"Try a trick on the sacral nerve."

Woong.

I triggered a trick on the sacral nerve. Then I could feel the spirit's prowess spreading across a vast range. It used to be a limit of twenty li, but now it seems to have increased to ninety li. Jegalsa said.

"Summon the strongest of the dogs, the soul of the Blader, and place it in the Superhero."

"If I do, I might fall off."

Even if the divorce laws go up, it is difficult to maintain them for a long time. If we do not concentrate, our souls will soon depart from our bodies.

"I'll stabilize the soul mate. Go ahead."

"Got it."

I could see the intent of the Zegals. I was going to put a powerful unmanned soul in a superhero and then try to simulate a duel with me. This made it possible to gain combat experience without having to go out and create useless causes in the outside world.

Wow...

"Should I do this? '

As the scope widens, I find the presence of a strong unmanned spirit at the tip of the ninety leagues. Compared to other spirits, it was large and powerful, emitting a blue flame. Pretending that it was a powerful soul, I immediately brought it out.

[What did you call me for?]

The soul is quite ancient, with armor and weapons on its back and oddly engraved like a tattoo on its cheek.

Have you been punished? '

Anyway, I told him because it must have been a powerful unmanned vehicle.

"I'll put you in that doll. I want to fight martial arts with you."

Is that your request?]

"Yes."

Shhh.

A tall, sturdy figure possesses the soul of an ancient armor-bearer. After a while, he stood up and chose a large shelter from the various weapons he was prepared for. He raised the giant with one hand and stood before me and said,

[It's been a long time since we had a fight.]

"What's your name?"

[My name is Young-Po!]

"Huff..."

I felt a pinch in the name.

'If it is a cipher, isn't the warrior who was under the Dragonlord's banner and then betrayed him under the breast?'

The opponent, Yeongpo, is a well-known weapon and master in history. Despite the fact that he betrayed the harbor, his power was actually remarkably strong in the early days. In addition, he was a hero like no other country in the world. He was inspired by the rebellion, but he was a great man.

I said carefully.

"Young-Po. You must have met the Crypt King Harbor yourself."

I answered my question as if she was upset.

Do you intend to sell me as a traitor?]

"It's not like that. The reason I'm asking you this is because I've also seen the harbor myself."

[What? Nonsense.]

I briefed him on a story that the Hangwoo once held in my stead. Then Yeongpo unraveled his vigilance and said.

[Obviously, I fought for a long time with my troops under the harbor. I think I know something about him.]

"I know the strength of the navy was transcendent. How could you betray such a man?"

[It was so strong, you didn't need anyone!]

"What do you mean?"

Young-Po said in an uncomfortable tone.

[As you said, we won the battle no matter what, thanks to the power of the constellation. Hundreds died in a single swing of his sword on the battlefield. But as opposed to the power to process it, he was a damn tough guy. I went to my breast thinking that I would die immediately if I didn't look right under the pot.]

I got to the point.

"I find that strange. No matter how great the heroes of Breast, Han Shin, or Soha are, how can they stand up to monsters like us if they're human anyway?"

[They were monsters, too!]

"What do you mean?"

[Breast was the incarnation of the celestial red dragon, and Hanshin, Sa Ha, and Longevity were also possessed by the power of the constellation. Not only that, they were human, they were constellation incarnations, and they were fresh. It was a time when the people who inherited the power of the stars revolted. I stood up for the breast because I thought I had enough odds, and the breast won.]

"......!!"

I thought about it and said,

"Then can you compare my current power to those heroes?"

[Kuhaha! You're making me lose my pride with a thousand nerves. Are you a demon?]

"......"

[Fine.]

Kuaang!!

At the next moment, Yeongpo swung a huge turbulence at me with the body of a superhero. I took the shield shield to the front, but I had to take a half-step back due to a slight push from my body. I was amazed at the power of the Siege.

"No…?"

It's strange. He's an ancient person.Even though he hasn't mastered systematic craft yet, it's almost as if he was reminded of a supernatural master. Young-po smiled as I wondered.

[I studied Royal Family Secret Service for ten years at sea. You'd better not underestimate me.]

Ka River

Kaga River

I've been exchanging attacks with Yeong-Po for a long time. Young grapes were great, but I thought it would be easy to win if I ran the Seven-Two Plagues. However, I fought as a cerebral necropsy without being pushed to the limit, but I was certainly not that efficient because it was a cerebral necropsy.

I frowned.

'It's not something.'

I seemed to realize the possibility of a cerebral necropsy at the last moment of cutting her throat. So I was trying to get the possibility of using a biopsy again on purpose, but I was just reassuring myself that the autopsy was not practical enough. When he realized that, he stopped watching the shelter.

Why save your strength? You are far superior to me.]

"I'm here to see the limits of this sword."

[Do you want to be hyperarousal in a moment of crisis? That's a luxury you can't have on the battlefield.]

Young-Po taunted me and attacked me again.

"Tsk, I can't help it..."

I began to deal with Yeong-Po while operating the seventh century. Then the Tripoli Feast spread very naturally, avoiding all the attacks of the monks, and it was easy to distance him from the burrow. After ten seconds, Yeong-Po was immersed in years, and finally, my sword touched her neck.

Young-Po said.

[It's been a while.]

He seemed to have a glimpse of my potential. Because, like an ancient hero, his shaman was on the verge of a supernova.

"I'm sorry for the insult."

You asked me to compare you to them.]

"Yes."

Your pupils are far superior to your breasts. Even if one god were to fight you by sword, I would lose. There was no master of swordsmanship like you in my time.]

Young-Po shouted after commenting.

Except for the rich son of a bitch.]

"Were sailors and adversaries masters of swords?"

[Obviously, I inherited an Immediate Secretariat from the Chong Dynasty. I'm a tax worker with a monthly gum. With the exception of the power of the constellation, the harbor will not be freely defeated by you.]

"......"

I suddenly remembered something called the Wolverine Sword.

'I think I've heard of it.'

Maybe we can get another one. I surrounded him, feeling that I had earned income.

"Thank you."

I returned the cipher to the Zegalsa who was watching.

"I just remembered..."

"You're trying to get a swordsmanship, aren't you?"

It was as if I had expected it. I nodded, and Jegalsa said bluntly.

"The White Wolves who were escorting the Oriental Order will be conquerors of the Wolverine Sword of the Chuncheon-era, so if you want them, you can get the Wolverine Sword. Is that really necessary at this point?"

"Not necessarily, but..."

"You already have several taxpayers who are more than equal to the Woman Sword Act. I'm too busy doing what you told me to do right now, so don't worry about it."

I scratched my head in shame.

"Got it."

"By the way, didn't your work increase significantly as a result?"

I shook my head at Zegalsa's question.

"No, I've taken it a step further than I did before the battle with Hassin. I'm sure I've fully enlightened the Feast of Tributes, and the flow of the sword is freer than ever. But…"

"But?"

"I don't feel the unity I felt when I opened the encephalogram."

That's the problem. I now have the power to pride myself on being one of the elites of Kangho, but I can't regenerate the power hidden in the Necromancers. No matter how much I thought about it, it was a pity that I was able to strike Haeshin's head at the last moment because it was an unknown power.

The potential to kill God.

You have to be able to consciously use that power.

The telepathy I was listening to next to said.

"We can't answer that question. In terms of martial arts, there must be a martial arts master who can advise you, since you are more than the elder of the cerebral neophyte. At least I need a master who surpasses you."

"Does that mean..."

I smiled in horror.

"Shouldn't you ask the best artisans in the world?"