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A night when the moonlight was unusually strong.
Dalbi, who is in a deep sleep, wakes up from a trance, stretches, and then falls asleep again.
“see.”
I looked at the shimmering night sky. Like Van Gogh’s painting. Occasionally I get tinged with madness. Clusters of light that bloom at dusk. That’s not heaven. Beyond the sky. It’s the grip of madness from something.
He went beyond being a demigod and became a vessel of God.
He embraces the power of the devil and is struggling to transform into a god.
When I bring out the power of Cheonan-tong to its extreme, the Jin-an, which can see providence, awakens in an instant. So there is a discrepancy beyond. Distorted air. A fleeting malice. I could also vaguely see the red thread and the process of causality twisting.
“This is not one world.”
At first, I thought it was a side effect of space-time movement. A feeling of foreignness that I felt from the moment I arrived at Moorim. This is Moorim. One world. Just as the earth in the beginning was one. There shouldn’t have been any interfering ‘dimensions’ yet. However, in this ‘world’ there exists something other than martial arts. Just as the world created by Samshin was originally hell, another world exists behind the martial arts world. Unlike hell, it hides spitefully and does not reveal its existence to anyone. However, as Cheonan Tong glimpsed beyond, I was very disturbed by the ‘something’ that existed behind the martial arts world. The other side of the world. It was not a mixing phenomenon that occurred when ‘it’ woke up and the apocalypse occurred, like the Earth on the verge of destruction.
“Murim.”
Lanista’s power is based on the power of Wulin.
However, the power of ‘Sura’ that he showed as ‘disgrace’.
It’s not Moorim’s.
“ha.”
Not all of us have experienced martial arts. However, I can guess that even the strongest being in this world cannot defeat me. Considering the power possessed by Lanista, the power capabilities of the martial world are clearly insufficient. I thought it was strange. Because compared to the world of Melissa and Ushas, the martial arts world was so weak.
Suddenly, darkness appeared beyond the moon and then disappeared. The darkness was different from the haziness of the night. An evil darkness, pure and dark, discernible even in the night sky, appeared and disappeared in the outline of the moon. Just as I look into it, it looks into me. Behind the martial arts world, there is the ‘power’ that I crave and that Lanistas crave. That is what I came here for.
‘The key must be secret.’
In order to open the door to that world, you need a key that is said to be ‘non-level’.
Not one, but several fragments.
You must collect all the fragments owned by each faction of the martial arts to be able to head to the beyond.
In other words, it means that the only person who has collected all the fragments is the Supreme One who has achieved unity in martial arts.
“Stop stealing. “Because I’m not doing any grand training.”
The pile of fallen leaves rustled and the gaze disappeared. He was pretending to be asleep and spying on me, watching my every move, trying to find even the smallest clue and learn from it. It is a great desire for nothingness. Rain, Lanistar.
first.
When Lanista became the ‘Monster King’.
I wasn’t there at that time.
It’s relatively easy for me now because I have the strength to push forward without a fight, but the Lanista of the past became a martial arts hero and desperately ran away to build up his strength alone and unite as a warrior, gathering all my fragments and gaining the power of the beyond.
‘How on earth did you gain that power by collecting fragments alone in this situation? By the way, is there even a poisonous tumor like this?’
If I were ‘Kangwoo’… I would have given up.
Lanista.
My teacher and my older brother.
I felt respect once again.
* * *
It was time to enter the bamboo forest. Contrary to what it looked like, the beautiful forest with tall bamboo trees was filled with a terrible bloody smell. They used strange tricks to crush their bodies and hide behind thin bamboo poles. My guess is that they were Noeryeon assassins, the martial arts assassins who are said to have no equal when it comes to camouflage. Judging by the fact that they had even hired a murderer, it seemed that Sokcheonmaeng was determined to hunt us in earnest. The number of Noeryeon assassins exceeded twenty. Lanista said that it takes two assassins to kill a cilantro. At 20, he has the power to wipe out a fairly strong sect.
“It’s a pity.”
Yes.
Clearly the strong ones.
But there is no trembling.
fear? It’s funny. There is no excitement. It’s just annoying.
It’s boring, annoying and annoying. This isn’t a fight or anything. If I am a burning fire, they are just flying insects rushing towards me. No matter how many flying insects attack the fire, they only use it as firewood. Damn, it’s such a different level.
They watched us like mantises, waiting for the right time to hunt.
I don’t want massacre. However, those with murderous intentions must pay the price. These are the people who live in pools of blood. These are probably people who are prepared for death to always be by their side. A strong wind blows and bumps the bamboo leaves. The eerie sound continues like a deaf ear.
“It’s a trap. The assassins… … .”
Kangwoo noticed it too late and came behind me and whispered.
“shit. Looks like they are Noryeon assassins. “I will add my strength, so I will maintain my posture with a two-way or small-out camp and provide cover.”
“brother.”
I opened my palms.
A lump of energy the size of a ping-pong ball that slowly forms in the palm of your hand.
One, two, three… The number was 22.
“There’s no need for that.”
Noeryeon assassins are not idiots. Before I could do anything, they opened fire and opened fire. In an instant, the bamboo broke and took the shape of a human being. There was no way to escape as twenty-two assassins surrounded us on all sides and attacked us. Kang-woo quickly raised his spirits, but it was already too late. Even a man that strong would have had his entire body torn to pieces and scattered across the bamboo forest in one fell swoop.
However.
It’s fleeting.
The beads of energy were fired all at once like buckshot.
No matter how quick the assassin’s movements were, no one could avoid the unexpected attack.
Like fallen leaves, twenty-two human beings fall without leaving a sound.
The bamboo forest was still quiet. As if nothing happened.
Slurp-
Kang-woo put his sword back in its scabbard and slowly looked around at the fallen assassins.
“Oh, heavenly being… … .”
He looked at the wound with his hand and spoke in a trembling voice.
“Instant death in one blow. However, it is not martial arts. This… I just released my energy and cut out my heart. this… “What on earth is this inaction?”
He pauses for a moment and looks at me. Lanista and Kangwoo have maintained their pride. Even though I saved his life. Even after he realized that he was a helpless expert, he did not lower his head like a lone wolf. But now he did something unexpected. He suddenly got down on one knee and assumed a karate stance. Karate is the courtesy a subject treats his king, and he treated me like a king.
“It is an honor to meet a master from the old days.”
“huh? Old times?”
“A level that will surpass all of heaven, earth, and earth, but the martial arts are not determined! Even if he were the leader of the Soktian Alliance, he would not be able to reach this level. Even looking back on history, there are only a few warriors who can freely use energy like this. Are you, by any chance, the former owner of Wicked Song? Isn’t the reason you saved me because I’m a child of the Wicked Valley? It’s been 100 years since Gwicheon Daegokjon went into retirement! “It is a blessing for the wicked Gok that he was finally transformed and completely transformed.”
I quietly listened to what he said.
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Are you trying to understand the situation you are in by doing something like that?
“It’s not.”
“yes?”
“I’m not some kind of idiot or anything.”
“then… That doesn’t make sense! Why is a Nomu younger than me stronger than me? What the hell are you? Are you a immortal who came to have fun? Is he the son of Sangje or the reincarnation of Daeseong? Damn you!”
He quietly checked the corpses lying behind him. What is scary about Noeryeon assassins is their secret camouflage skills and the poison they use to intoxicate their targets. I heard that those who are poisoned go into a state of insanity, their will becomes weak, and they become unable to make sound decisions. There was no time to use the poison because it happened so quickly, but Kang-woo looked at the body and seemed to have been poisoned by some of the poison that leaked out.
“Are you that strong? Do you want to meet me? No, no. I will lose. You f*ucking bastard. Why are you strong? As long as you save up some money. As long as you get a level of power. I, I have become stronger. under! I will get revenge! Damn it! Sokcheonmaeng, Samarim, everyone attack! especially. Those bastards who killed you, I will definitely tear off their limbs and feed them to the horses. Really. Don’t ignore me. I am the devil of the evil song… … .”
I observed his dark history with satisfaction.
From the beginning, Lanista was not a monster that cut down mountains and the sky, saying, ‘There is nothing that cannot be cut down.’ Look at that damn thing. He too is human. Every human being has a dark history.
It was unfair that the twins were the only ones who remembered me begging.
“Ssssssssssssssshh! Life sucks!”
Kangwoo spun around and fell, hitting his head on a bamboo tree.
It’s a really nice sight. Another purpose arose. Not just Lanista. Melissa and Ushas both have dark histories. After my work at Moorim is over, my two older sisters are my target. They were in their weak days. What does the sisters’ dark history look like?
“miss you. Garamdunga. Our hoe. I can’t even give you food. “I met an ugly owner.”
Kangwoo’s strength is by no means weak. No matter how strong the poison of the sprinkler is, it will be neutralized on its own over time. I just sat down and enjoyed watching his shit. He pulls out a bamboo stick and starts drawing on the ground. His pointed ears and whiskers look like a drawing of a cat.
“Sobbing. “Our Garam.”
He sat down and petted the cat picture.
At this point, it’s so ugly that it’s burdensome.
I knew that Lanista liked cats. It seemed like tastes continued across time.
There is something scary about the spray’s poison. Even if it is detoxified right away, the memories of when you were poisoned still come to mind. Noeryun assassins took advantage of this to exploit the weaknesses of powerful figures.
“Let’s go back. With a wicked song. “Let’s go feed Garam.”
I was really curious what his face would look like a few hours later.
* * *
He is standing a long way behind and following.
When I stop walking, he stops too.
“Meow.”
“… … .”
His complexion was ordinary. don’t show it Oh my, have you decided to stop pretending?
“Meow. Mite. “Daddy, give me food.”
Even if you blatantly ridicule them, they don’t respond. There are many ways for each person to cover up dark history. He was the type of person who was completely dismissive. That doesn’t mean I’m going to give up.
“I want a cat. “I’m the only cat.”
I hummed a song while leaving the bamboo forest.
Even in the evening, I continued to imitate him whenever I could, and eventually he approached me first and brought up another topic. It seems like he really didn’t want to hear it.
“It’s funny to ask now, but hey, where are you from?”
“Born as a prince of the Qualts Reinberg family, he is now the minor king of the Kunkan Empire.”
“kinglet… … ? I’ve never heard of Kunkan, but he must be of great status. “I’ll be polite to you if you want.”
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