Chapter 458 – Transformation.
‘… Write it.’
No matter how much I think about it, I don’t know.
What is the way to return to the original world?
What is the regret that Dang Je-moon was talking about?
Is it about the things I did in my previous life? If that’s not the case…
‘Is it about the aftermath?’
I thought as I felt the heartbeat of the demon sword on my back.
It is about the choice Dang Je-moon talked about.
what the heck should i choose?
I vaguely thought that this would be a story about the death of the Demon Sword Husband.
Because the time is the time and I thought that would be the only choice in the current situation.
‘If I do… are you saying that I should at least block it?’
I don’t know.
It was clear that the death of the demon sword was one of my regrets.
‘If I can do that in this world… will my regrets really disappear?’
You don’t even know if you can stop it.
Even more so, at the point where I wasn’t even sure if I could stop it, even if I did stop it one thing in a while.
What do you mean by what happens next?
Anyway, blocking this from happening in the other world didn’t make the regrets in my world go away.
‘I don’t know.’
No matter how much I thought about it, nothing was clearly captured.
Hehe…
I can feel the breath after the demonic sword. Ignoring the tickling ear, I speeded up a little more.
My back is damp.
The blood from the demonic sword was soaking his back.
I felt it and swallowed my saliva.
Although he said he managed to stop the bleeding with his own bet, it seems that the wound is much deeper than expected.
Right now, it’s better to go back to what I saw and treat the aftermath…
…!
Intuition catches something.
Turned around.
Slow-!
A tree is cut down behind it and it falls.
Taking a fall to the floor, I rolled one round on the floor.
After the demon sword, he wrapped himself in his arms to reduce the shock as much as possible.
Right after that, he raises his bet to the maximum and at the same time fills his heart with demonic energy.
In an instant, I raised my stance and looked at the front in a cold sweat.
That’s great.
The master of the sword attack that was just launched approaches this place.
I wanted to cut my leg, but I felt it.
… what are you
The wind blew.
Accordingly, the old man’s ink-colored coating flutters. Presence was blurry.
No, it’s blurry, but it’s so expansive.
Jigsaw–!
The brain works.
The cerebral gi around the old man’s body resembled that of the demon sword, but it felt more refined than that.
Looking at the old man with trembling eyes.
Ha ha-
the old man smiled and told me.
I must have made a mistake.
…
the old man.
Realizing the meaning of the mistake Cheonjon said, he swallowed dry saliva.
The blow just now was a blow I couldn’t feel.
If it hadn’t happened, it would have been normal if the old man’s sword had cut his leg.
I was able to avoid
The reason is simple.
… How sad it is to be Simma.
Because before the blow landed, I felt the terrible life first.
‘driving me crazy.’
Looking at the old man, I licked my lips bitterly.
last south palace.
One of the Three Greats of the World and the Supreme of the Namgung.
Tianjon (天尊).
A tremendous amount of life was emanating from his body.
Your fingertips are trembling.
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It was a sense of intimidation that came from the difference in class.
‘This is really dangerous.’
my life is real Cheonjon really intends to kill him.
‘What are you going to do?’
He frowned.
Since this is definitely the realm of the Sichuan, if the Heavenly Father comes out here, the Heavenly Demon can step out.
Even Cheonjon should know that.
‘Am I ignoring the Heavenly Demon’s warning?’
Is it the outbreak of war?
It’s not strange. In fact, Cheonjon broke the contract in his previous life and started a war.
the problem is.
That point in time is now.
‘Write.’
He carefully put the demon sword on the ground and raised himself.
It’s so sudden that I don’t understand.
… Why are you doing this all of a sudden?
I asked Cheonjon for words, focusing on all his emotions.
This is Sacheon… I forgot the teacher’s warning…
Fu-wook.
…!
I tried to break through the situation by spitting out the Heavenly Demon’s warning.
A sharp sensation pierced his chest.
gaze down
The blade was very deep in my chest.
cool-!
As soon as I checked the situation, blood poured out of my mouth.
Chew-!
The sword was drawn out, leaving traces on the floor.
Knees kneel down weakly.
It’s so dark…
The bet that was supporting my body disappears and my vision gradually darkens.
I knew this feeling.
It is death.
Death was approaching.
… so suddenly?
Huh… Heh….
While the upper body is slowly collapsing, Cheonjon walks past me with dry steps.
It seemed that the target was after the demon sword.
Reached out.
Even while his eyes were closed, he tried to block the Cheonjon’s feet.
Took.
did not reach
All he touched was the touch of the cold dirt floor.
The last thing captured in the darkening field of vision is the scene where the Heavenly Father reaches out to the neck of the sword master.
Can not be done. I had to stop that somehow. I couldn’t.
I couldn’t stop the darkness from coming.
I finally had to face a sudden death just like that.
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The building was burned and demolished.
The blood that soaked the floor.
The day when the seed of the Namgung family, which was on top of the world, dried up.
Cheonjon remembers that day.
how can i forget
The grandson, who was called Gaju, was left rolling on the floor.
It was the day when Namgungga, who was said to reign over the political faction as the sky, disappeared overnight.
Chen Zhen never forgot that day.
… It’s an instrument.
A dry voice escaped the old man’s mouth.
Wasn’t it?
The one who wants to hear the answer closes his eyes and shuts his mouth.
It was a face that the Heavenly Zone wanted to see so much.
He is the enemy who destroyed the Namgung family, which was his everything. It was the last lineage of his own remaining in this world.
It was also the reason why Cheonjon lived.
I wanted to ask.
why did you do that
Cheonjon wanted to ask her about this. Why did I burn Namgungga with my own hands?
Did you have enough resentment to cut off your father’s head?
What made you such a monster?
I must have been very curious It didn’t matter to him anymore.
…
The Cheonjon’s gaze goes to the handle held in the demon’s hand.
Even though I lost my mind, I was holding the sword as if I would not let go.
It is the symbol of the Namgung family. It was a product of the old ancestors’ name.
A person recognized by Brainia.
He is the owner of Namgung.
These were the words left by the Thunder Sword.
fast.
Cheonjon’s teeth grind.
… that’s ridiculous.
It’s just an old ancestor’s lie.
Chen Zong thought so.
Wouldn’t that be impossible otherwise?
Cheonjon couldn’t use his brain. Nonetheless, he fulfilled his duty.
Because he was the strongest.
The same goes for the later family heads.
The grandson, who was called the Sword King, was unable to pull out the brain, but became the head of the household.
Talking about Brainia was no longer an important part of determining the head of household.
Together.
‘Why are you?’
My great-granddaughter in front of me can use Brainia without any problems.
Also, how did such a person annihilate all of his lineage?
Cheonjon is something that can never be understood.
This remained a terrible regret and was tormenting the Cheonjon.
That night.
If only he hadn’t listened to Maeng and headed for Murim Maeng.
or.
If only I had killed you when I saw you.
If so, would this not have happened?
Cheonjon remembers.
Around the time this child was a mouse with the recovered brain embryos.
The true form of the brain that burst out while emitting light.
The desire of the family head who saw it and the jealousy he felt from him.
…
where did it go wrong.
no, it won’t matter now.
The Heavenly Son slowly reached out his hand to the Demon Swordsman.
Its thin, white neck is easily grasped.
You must not set foot in the realm of Sichuan.
This was the warning the Heavenly Demon gave to the three zones in the past.
As a result, Samjon did not set foot in Sichuan for several years.
There was also a reason why the Heavenly Demon’s inaction was hopeless and fearful.
The most important reason is that the dancer himself told me not to go.
Now is not the time.
The opportunity is clearly there.
Cheonjon, who didn’t follow anyone’s orders, ironically did not go to Sacheon after hearing that.
I knew.
It means that he secretly hoped for a justification.
He must have given up the fight because he was frightened by the Heavenly Demon, and needed an excuse not to fight the Heavenly Demon.
It’s really messy.
It was too embarrassing to give Namgung’s last name.
So, are you rather lucky?
Now that Namgung had left him and the child in front of him, everyone had disappeared.
… Cheeky…
Cheonjon smiled bitterly.
He is like this after all.
Crystal of contradiction. Even though all three families were burning and overflowing with vengeance.
A small man who was afraid of the Heavenly Demon and held back his steps.
A person united by a sense of qualifications that covers him with pride and arrogance.
that is yourself
The heart gets deeper and deeper.
Cheonjon wanted to end it now.
Finally, the vengeance that kept him alive. I’m going to stop now…
….
The Cheonjon, who was about to break the demon swordsman’s neck, stopped his hand at a sudden sense of difference.
… something…
something was strange.
He was afraid of the power of the Heavenly Demon and was hesitating just before the moment, but why did he come to Sacheon?
Also…
‘…why now…’
Rather than revenge of the clan.
Where did the old man’s desire to die on the land of the Namgung family go after all the wars ended?
He must have been like that, but why is he holding the demon swordsman’s neck here?
At this subtle sense of heterogeneity, Cheonjon had to feel his mind go numb for a moment.
Why? How the hell did this happen?
Cheonjon tried to remember why he had come here.
I don’t know. An illusion came to the Cheonjon as if he had been scorched black.
The only clear thing in something blurry.
– I will allow it.
It just feels like someone gave permission.
The moment he recalled it, Cheonjon’s eyes became clearer and his hands became stronger again.
When he tried to fulfill his revenge once again, as if possessed.
thump.
…!
Sensei feels something and turns his head back.
But there was nothing in the back.
Is it an illusion? when you think so
her?
Cheonjon immediately realizes that it is not an illusion.
The reason is because there shouldn’t be ‘nothing’ there.
There must have been a body lying there.
He stabbed his heart with his own hands, so he must have been there.
There was nothing left in the direction the Cheonjon was looking at.
Even the shed blood.
Traces of a fall.
nothing.
After confirming the absurd situation, Cheonjon was about to check the situation.
Woo woo woo.
Vibration was felt.
The direction is to the left. Cheonjon’s head turns.
…!!
A place where you feel an unknown vibration.
Cheonjon’s face as he looked at it was filled with astonishment.
there was something
Judging from its posture, the doll standing blankly seemed to be looking at the Heavenly Father.
The reason for not being sure about the gaze is not different. It
‘s
because the blue flames wrapped around the body were burning the entire body of the doll.
