SSS-Class Suicide Hunter

4.

Shadows fill the sky.

The shadows light up the black application one by one. They face a group of ghosts standing at a distance, but they are not surprised at all. Because the whole world has been ravaged.

Because I've been dead.

Ghosts could not be their fears.

“You have a very nice time today. Little Lord.”

The deaf horse said in a relaxed tone. First in command of the Mahjo Samaritan Army. A martyr who fought the master of Shaolin in the last Horse War.

He said, "My face is furious. You look like you're going to be married. ”

I nodded.

“You're married. ”

“…… Yes?"

A thousand Christians turn their heads together. It was the strongmen who regained their strength during their heyday. Maybe they were all listening to me because they were augmenting their hearing with internal air.

I told them to listen.

“I'm getting married today. ”

The silence settles.

The Christians looked at each other. And turned to me. A search was conducted to find out whether they were serious or joking. I gave them a nod just once before their search.

“The cow, the little lord,

The deaf horse opens his mouth.

“The Bishop is getting married! ”

The Christians exploded.

“We're getting married, my little lord! ”

“The archdiocese of the Pantheon is getting married! ”

“I'm not engaged! It's a real wedding!”

The Christians forgot even the Phantom Army in front of them and started a commotion. I cried and cried again. It seemed like the fact that I was getting married was something they had to tell the world urgently.

“Who's the opponent?! ”

“Over there.”

I pointed politely with both hands.

“That silver-haired man over there will be my wife. ”

Raviel stands there, devouring the chaos of the Empire.

Cold and gaudy side face as always.

The churchmen turned their heads along with the gestures of my hands and opened their mouths.

“Let's fix it..."

“Yes, you're beautiful. ”

“You have a good eye for our little lord. ”

“Little bishop! How many times does your wife have internal affairs? ”

I asked you from a level of independence because I don't think anyone is a gangho.

“Well, my wife doesn't know how to use a shaman. ”

The Christians opened their eyes wide. Shortly after, a grumbling little murmur spread in the intestine. In the eyes of the Christians, there was a rebellion that I could not accept this marriage.

“No. But he will be the companion of the world... ”

“Don't you think you know how to use a shaman at all? ”

“Well, authority comes from power... ”

“The bloodline cannot accept this marriage! ”

I added words.

“I forgot to tell you. My partner is Jehu, the next emperor in the country. ”

Then the Christians chatted.

“Then it's a different story.... ”

“You don't necessarily have to learn how to be a man when he's born. Isn't that right?”

“Cancer, authority comes from power.... ”

“Congratulations on your wedding! Little Lord!”

They are naive in many ways.

However, some of them were not Christians. Anglers. Once called the Fall Rain Demon King, he had been terrified of the world, and his mouth was joyful ever since he heard I was getting married.

“Joo, are you married? ”

“Yeah. That's it. ”

“That's ridiculous. A madman from all over the world... Oh, no, Song-gu is coming. Is there really a human being in the world who wants to marry someone as unique as you? ”

Angler you...

You've been following the Lord and Lord, and you think I'm a lunatic...

I sighed as I added a cut to my heart.

“There really was, yes. Let's unravel the details at the reception. Focus on the battle now."

“Ah, ah. Yes, I understand, Lord. What kind of enemy are you...? ”

“The apostles of another world invaded to conquer this world. ”

And then, I said,

“They're trying to ruin my wedding, too. ”

As soon as the horse fell, the atmosphere of the Christians changed.

“Oh-ho.”

The blood horse, the head of the bloodline, touches the hilt.

“Hmm…"

The Deathly Hallows, the leader of the Unsullied, raises the tip of his mouth.

“Stop the Bishop from getting engaged. ”

Moon Young-man, the commander of the Civil Society, handed him over to the side.

“Car. What a bunch of assholes. ”

Black Horse, the leader of the slaughterhouse, twists his neck up and down once.

"......."

Finally, the Angler draws his sword without a word. The same sword that forced me to die hundreds of times. A dagger that emits dark red light.

“Yes, I understand. The Lord had another awakening to see if we could regain our original strength... No, it's because of the blessings of the constellation. They must be the servants of the constellation. ”

“That's right."

“How dare you ask, which constellation are they attached to? ”

“Mahjoh. Known to be an eternal plains warrior. ”

The anglers twist their mouths.

“Fools who only fight. ”

In his mockery, the arrogance of the days before he was torn down by me was becoming evident.

Enemy forces at 10,000. We were only 1,000. However, the Christians chatted and grabbed the bag of swords, and the angler slowly raised the blade. The allies are advantageous. No one considers this a disadvantage.

None of us.

“My Lord. Command me. What do you want me to do? ”

I gave the order.

“Wipe it out.”

The Angler raises his sword high.

“It will be done as you wish. ”

Il Island.

The red sunset on the feature com has broken more red rays than blood.

- Mwah!

It was a red ray. Power and majesty stood in the blow of the Angler, not allowing any other expression. The ghosts in the red light shriek and disappear.

Even the general who led the Phantom Army was nearly defeated.

- What, this... no, it doesn't make any sense. A constellation...? Even if it's not a constellation, you're using it as a servant...

When the general looked at me in horror.

“Screw you!”

The Christians burst into a violent roar.

“Bitches! You don't even have to recite the doctrine! ”

“Whose motherfuckers are interfering with our marriage! ”

“This is our wedding gift to the monk today! A child with less than five hairpins will die by my hand today! ”

“Khahaha! Get more than ten branches for your kill squad! ”

“This is why I haven't learned.... ”

Someone is angry, someone is roaring, and someone is running with their tongue kicked. The Phantom Army was still far away, but the gap was meaningless. The shadow of a thousand watering holes formed a unified transverse technique.

Stop him!

The general was embarrassed and cried out.

The Phantom Army was also an elite soldier. You pick up your shield and have a clear shot. The spears were filled up tightly and became like hedgehogs. But...

“Stupid.”

Angler, the ghost of the autumn rain, laughs.

“The horses themselves are a target. ”

The red rays tore the sky again. Kuaaang! The Phantom Army, which was heavily fortified, was wiped out lightly. An empty hole formed in the dust. The Phantom Soldiers try to fill the void.

“Kahaha!"

However, the chunky Christians never missed a spot.

“Bite it!”

The Christians rushed in like beasts. An army of shadows collides with an army of ghosts. * gasp, gasp * The Christians scattered the inner space and slaughtered the ghosts.

Unlike the Jungle War, the Christians did not shout out Baraya's words. No one mentioned the reason, but I could guess. This was not a duel. It wasn't a battle.

Simple hunting.

The Christians slaughtered an army of ghosts as mere beasts.

- Kiki profit!

There was no power in the Phantom Army to overcome that arrogance. The Dao of the Legion was overwhelmed by the sword of the Christians. The shield is broken and the spear is broken. Through the crack in the shield, the churchmen stab, grabbing and lowering the broken spear upside down.

It was a massacre.

- Regroup by troops!

The general raises his flag and cries out in haste.

- Don't panic, warriors! There's no rush! According to the Dozens' Guide.......

“Hey.”

Tuck.

A general rises to the top of the flag.

“Greetings.”

Sword horse. He was the top Samaritan and the most talkative man in the Samaritan army. The dark horse facing the sunset was covered in shade.

“You're interfering with our little bishop's marriage? ”

- Son of a...

“Son of a bitch. Just die."

The sword flashes. Strikes. Distance. Three strikes. Three stalks of swords tangled together like a spider web. The blow cuts the general's right arm, the gap cuts through the chest, and the triple slash tears the flag.

- Big, huff…….

The apostle vomited blood. Even for a moment, towards the very throat of the General vomiting blood, she fires her final shot. The screams are cut and the head rises.

“Oh, jeez. ”

The gumma jumps to the pod and the flag. He snatches the head of the soaring general.

"Hey, don't miss this precious thing. Kaja, did you see that, boys? Every sword of the Kingsguard! Our kill squad will be the first to celebrate the wedding gift to the Bishop! ”

“Damn it.”

“If only to that stone head.... ”

There was a fucking sound coming from everywhere. Even in the same Samaritan army, there is a strange competitive edge. The other churchmen wrote the death certificate saying the good scenes were stolen from her.

[The Apostle of the Eternal Plains will perish.]]

Glug-ug-.

The head of the general caught by the sword disappears into light. Not only that, even the corpse of the fallen general, the ghosts that followed him quickly crumbled like dust. The army is gone.

“Huh? Huh? ”

She shrugs. She raises her right hand, which has become empty. After a while, he glances at me dazed.

“W-well, should I accept gifts from my mind? Little Bishop?”

I laughed bloody.

“It's okay. I'll get you some enuri. ”

It was then.

- Lou.

The remaining [Immortal Happiness Preacher] began to sing. Lou. La. The children held hands and drew a portrait in the air. Every time I set foot in the sunset, there was more music in the sky.

“Hmm.”

"Ugh."

The Christians frowned. Some of them hurriedly try to lift up the air against the sound of the song, but it ends on fire. The death of the Apostle of [Eternal Plain Horse] ended the broad spectrum effect.

“Oh…"

Anglers groan in vain. The black sewer that covered her body also flows at a rapid rate. The anglers chuckle, kicking their tongues and staring at the black horse.

“That idiot... Friend of mine isn't helping. I beg your pardon, my lord. If it wasn't for me in my prime, I'd be... vulnerable to this kind of psychological attack, so, um... fighting..."

The reason the voice of the angler became slower and slower is because she fell asleep. The angler twists.

It wasn't just the anglers. A short time ago, the Christians who raced through the battlefield crazily fell picks, picks, and two by one. The same was true for the guests who were under Raviel's command. Humans were shamelessly beaten by the lullaby the messenger of dreams.

“Please wait, my lord. ”

The Inquisitor has made a Demibeast.

“I'll create an immune system now! ”

“No."

I grabbed the Inquisitor's hand and stopped him. The Inquisitor tilts his head.

“The Four Kings? If we let them do this, we'll be left to the apostles' songs. ”

“Maybe so. But if I'm right, I don't know about the others, but Raviel and I and you are going to be okay. ”

"Hmm."

The Inquisitor smiles and releases the Demibeast.

“Very well. There must be a reason why the tetrarch would say that. ”

The sunset was at its peak.

- Lou. La, la.

-La, Lulu. Lou.

Sunset shines red on the children. The child's shadow extended to the horizon for a long time. The shadow reflects the ground and repeats its magnitude as it gets closer and smaller.

Some kind of psychological attack.

Exposure to that song forces you to remember your happiest memories.

The wedding venue became quiet.

The Christians sat on the ground and fell asleep on their shoulders. Some of the guests fell asleep. Is everyone locked in their own happiness?

“Oh.”

But there were still three voices left.

“Are you sure?”

The Inquisitor strokes his chin as if it were interesting. He looks at me and Raviel in alternation.

“The three of us are fine, as the king has said. I may feel a little sleepy, but my body remains in a normal state. Aha. What did you do this time, king? ”

There were other people besides the Inquisitor who were curious about the situation. The messengers of dreams slowly stopped working. The children looked down at me, tilting their heads.

- He's a strange man.

- You don't sleep, do you?

- You don't remember being happy?

I shook my head.

“No.”

I slowly looked around the wedding venue.

“It's not like that. ”

There is a slumbering caterpillar that lets out a small breath. There were those who dozed off, leaning on their shoulders. I had a life that I had taken, and I had lives that testified to my teacher.

There were many reasons for me to be unhappy.

It was myriad.

I died in the fire, I confessed myself thousands of times, and I witnessed my colleagues killing each other with suspicion. There were even times when I had to lay down my life dozens of times to take a step. I had to let go of someone who had already been bitten by a dead body and told me I was beautiful.

Even if I call my life miserable, maybe no one will blame me.

“I'm happiest now. ”

But here is the one I love.

The only reason for happiness was more precious to me than the hundreds of reasons to be unhappy.

“I don't know if I should. Today is my wedding. I don't know about the other day, but it's gonna be hard to find someone happier than me today. You picked the wrong day to invade the world, but you picked the wrong day. ”

I shrug.

“Inquisitor Ethan is... not happy at all, or simply happy every day. ”

“Oh, yeah! I see. I'm always happy, for sure! I can't be trusted by the Four Kings. ”

Ahaha, smiling and whispering by the Inquisitor.

“Sacred rites. Send.”

In the next moment, we were sent to the back of the apostle.

Unlike the other apostles, [the Immortal Happiness evangelist] had no combat power. The apostle, who looked like a child, did not rebel against us. I just look up at my face.

- He's a strange man.

I hold my heart, I swing my sword.

[The Apostle of the 'Immortal Happiness evangelist’ will disappear.]

And we returned to the ground in a sacred manner.

We subjugated all the beings of the two worlds that invaded this world.

"......."

No. Not all of them have been subdued yet.

I looked back, fixing the sword. The apostle with the giant hammer stands far away. When I looked at him, the apostle was furious.

- Hic, hic... ah...

I opened my lips slowly.

“This is your last chance to fight me. This is your last chance to fight me, your last chance to fight me. I will kill you and reap you. ”

- Collect it...?

“You don't have to understand now. You'll find out anyway. ”

You point the sword at the hammer's apostle.

Calling her real name.

“Come on, Sylvia Abinyl. ”

The golden thread trembles.