검마(劍魔)·
The head of the Gwichalgeomdae, the killing unit of the Heavenly Demon Church,
The realm is known to be above the level of Hwagyeong, and in terms of strength…
‘Teenage expert sub…’
It can be seen that it is roughly in that position.
Although it did not immediately possess overwhelming strength, it was in the middle of the battlefield that the Sword Demon’s true colors could be seen…
The reason I became infamous was not only because I was a traitor to the political faction, but also because I specialized in mass murder.
Spreading flames and endless bets
Because I am a power specialized in war, my notoriety grew instantly upon my appearance.
This is also the case with Sword Demon…
He was a swordsman who had no hesitation in killing people, embodying his will to kill and causing havoc everywhere. He was the perfect person for war.
Yes, the embodiment of living…
That was the reason why the Sword Demon could be called the Sword Demon, and it was also evidence proving its immortality.
Although he did not give it a specific name, people in the central region saw it and called it Salgang (煞鋼).
Living is not something that is directly emitted through the dantian. It is literally the feeling of wanting to kill the other person.
That is mixed with the warrior’s energy and radiated… Here, the intensity of the killing is determined by how strong the spirit is.
Of course, there may be differences depending on the martial artist’s level, but that is only a helpful part. That is the source of life. The flesh steel used by the Sword Demon becomes a fraudulent characteristic in relation to this.
‘The Sword Demon enjoys killing and is strong… That’s why Salgang was also strong…’
Because the feeling of wanting to kill was constant, Salgang could not stop, and because it did not care about enemies or allies, it was a more difficult force to deal with.
Well, I had a doubt here…
indeed·
‘Is a sword demon without flesh strong strong?’
To begin with, he is a warrior of the Hwagyeong. He can never be weak, but isn’t the reason why the Sword Demon is so strong and able to reign regardless of the realm because he is a celestial being?
I thought so…
‘It’s just that the person itself is a bundle of talent…’
I had to change my thoughts somewhat when faced with the Sword Demon of my past life and Seongyul of my current life.
He was strong·
Not only was he much stronger than his age group, but he was no match for the geniuses called the Six Dragons and Three Peaks.
step·
‘Just that much…’
It would be a bit disappointing to say that we pursue extreme strength.
It wasn’t extremely high compared to others, just genius level…
‘It’s funny that he’s just a genius…’
It’s a little dizzying that genius is not someone’s dog’s name and Ye Si is just a genius… but it means that he’s not at the level of a monster like Nangungbia or Wei Seol-ah…
That means…
‘In order for Seongyul to rise to the level of a sword demon, he must use his Cheonsalseong.’
To be honest, even if it’s not like that, it might be possible if you have some elixirs and a few years of practice…
‘I don’t have time for that…’
There was a lack of manpower and not enough time to raise him… And why would they feed him such a waste of elixir…
Even if I gave it to him, it wasn’t him…
So what should we do?
In order to use Seongyul without killing him, he had to make it strong, and in order to make it stronger, he had to awaken its nature and use it.
‘That angelic nature…’
A thousand-year-old star is something strange that is born once every century.
A being who is born to kill, kills humans until the moment of death, and eventually kills himself. How should we use this guy called an evil spirit who wears a human mask?
Could it be used in the first place?
‘I can use it…’
Didn’t he do the Heavenly Demon as well as anyone else?
The Sword Demon became a demon and worked, and even though he ran around like a madman, he eventually followed the Heavenly Demon’s orders.
Even more so, as they trampled him, he even vaguely obeyed my words… Horses of a similar level, such as Demon Swordsman and Nok King, placed below him, were not even able to handle them… Looking at this, it is proof that you can control them if you turn them into demons. ·
‘That’s why I tried to corrupt it…’
As soon as I find him, I corrupt him and make him crawl… That was an intentional meeting…
‘Something unexpected happened…’
I haven’t corrupted him yet…
Trivial sympathy, unexpected expectations, damned sense of kinship,
It was something I did out of feelings of disgust, and fortunately, the results were not bad in reality.
‘Because he listened well…’
I don’t know what they were thinking about following me, but I was more useful than other guys…
If you were told to pick up a sword, you would pick it up. If you were told to cut, you would cut.
There was a hint of hesitation in killing people. Even though he felt greedy for killing, he tried to hold back.
At this time, he was still human… and that made me hesitate…
So I asked myself…
‘so·’
Are you going to leave him alone?
I asked myself…
The answer was already decided…
This is a starting point that should have been chosen at any time. Perhaps it was a choice that should have been made sooner.
“Huh…Huh!”
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Energy is flowing over the non-stage. When I checked it with my mind’s eye, it was much clearer.
Starting with Seongyul, something strange was happening in space. It was happening because the concentration of life was too strong.
‘Hey…’
I am amazed…
It’s a sight I’ve seen in my past life, but it feels different now than it did back then… The life that comes out is so strong that it’s hard to call it life…
“Huh…Huh!”
The eyes shine, life seeps into the yellow eyes…
It was filled with a creepy feeling…
Slaughter·
The thought of killing the other person at any cost. Is it possible to be so honest and clear?
I wonder if I wasn’t the only one who felt this change, as I could feel the reaction from the audience as well.
“W-What is it? I feel chills…”
“I suddenly feel stuffy inside…”
Ordinary people were sweeping their bodies as if their bodies were reacting to subtle changes.
It’s still a long way from being cold. If that’s true, it’s starting to feel chilly to live in.
If ordinary people feel this way, how about unmanned people? Naturally, the reaction was more intense.
“…Shouldn’t that be stopped?”
“To live like that in non-radio warfare…! “What on earth is the referee doing?”
It was enough to make my body stiff… At least it wasn’t the kind of killing that a political faction leader would unleash…
And that, at best, in non-radio warfare…
I frowned as I looked at Seongyul.
‘Is that what happens when you push it slightly?’
As soon as you unravel the nature of heavenly death, its true value is revealed immediately…
I could see how much it had been suppressed…
It was like an animal. As if its wild nature had bloomed, only its instincts remained.
“kill-·”
Kwakagagak-!
done·
Seongyul rushed towards Peng Wujin, radiating murderous spirit.
bang-!
The blades touched each other and sparks flew out.
‘It’s faster…’
The speed increased rapidly…
I don’t know if it’s because the hesitation has disappeared or if it’s a trait that comes from the natural instinct itself…
‘The muscles also changed…’
A little tougher and stronger… Gradually changing to be able to handle the speed… Life was seeping into my skin as well…
bang-! Kwaang-!
Whenever friction occurs, a wave explodes.
‘Your strength has increased…’
Along with the speed, the strength also increased… If there is any doubt, I don’t know if it was due to the Assassin’s nature or if the original strength was released…
The important thing is…
‘In any case, liberation has occurred…’
It changes so easily with a slight push… It was the first time in my life I’ve seen it properly…
If it seemed dangerous, he would knock it out and deal with it, so this is the first time I see Seongyul giving himself over to life.
Let me express my thoughts about this…
‘Strong…’
The Seongyul that became a thousand-year-old was definitely strong. It reached its peak of maturity.
At the end…
Although I may not have been able to break through the wall leading to the world of peace, I have unleashed all the possibilities that can be achieved with that body.
Everything was beyond imagination, including the speeding movement and the increased power.
The river of flesh swirling in all directions was extremely powerful…
only·
Kwagagak-!!
The opponent was just not very good…
‘Crazy guy…’
Pang Woo-jin, who swung the black iron and destroyed all the flesh steel, I burst out laughing as I looked at him.
‘What is that·’
Seongyul was maximizing his power… Peng Woo-jin dealt with Seongyul without a care in the world…
‘The border has already passed…’
When I saw him on the off-stage before, Peng Wu-jin was already at the peak of his maturity, and now that time has passed, he has reached the stage of flowering.
strong·
‘I couldn’t reach the image, but even so…’
He may be stronger than Shenlong or Wei Xue’er. The level shown by Peng Wujin was that much.
‘···No· That’s enough…’
I may have already surpassed my father, King Tao.
Because I wasn’t showing my strength properly…
Even…
‘Crazy guy, he won’t be pushed around…’
The sole intention of killing the opponent
Seongyul, who entrusted himself there, endured at least some minor injuries and moved forward.
Acting ahead of instinct alone was enough to intimidate the opponent.
Although it was not a matter of life or death at best, Seongyul continued to advance persistently.
This was a scary enough sight to see…
but·
‘That guy is the same…’
Peng Ujin also acted like Seongyul, as if he would not be pushed back.
Laughing… That crazy bastard was laughing… A tenacity similar to that of a celestial being… What on earth does that mean?
‘Are you laughing in the meantime?’
What could be so fun? Peng Wujin’s expression was full of joy, as if he was thrilled.
Pick-!
Blood splattered out. Just looking at this mixture of life and fighting makes me gasp.
It was already a point where it seemed too distant to be a match. The referee could not even intervene in the cruel energy.
‘This is true…’
Seeing how he fights so encouragingly, maybe Seongyul will win…
I didn’t even think about it like that…
‘I can’t win…’
I can’t beat that one… The difference in level is too big… It’s too much…
So, I asked Peng Wu-jin again…
I have something to check with Seongyul, so I ask him to hold on just ten times and not knock him down with one single blow.
So I asked for it…
Peng Wujin decided to grant my request in exchange for a few conditions.
The conditions were a bit shit, but it was okay… I accepted it anyway…
at that time·
Sigh-!
“Hi!”
“Mo, your neck!?”
I narrowed my gaze to the mumbling sound. I was distracted for a moment and missed it.
I quickly checked and found that something had happened…
“her·”
I looked at the situation and sighed.
There was a wound on Peng Wu-jin’s neck. When I looked at the wound, it looked like it had been bitten, and pieces of flesh were spit out from Seongyul’s mouth, which was far away.
‘Did they bite your neck?’
It’s not even a dog. What kind of neck are you biting? Is there any other business that is so bad?
‘And what does that guy do that makes it like that?’
Even though he had been bitten up to his neck, Peng Woo-jin’s joy seemed to have doubled and he was full of laughter… Now he was almost scared…
Bimu’s heat is gradually rising. Seeing them fighting as if they are going to kill each other makes people around them swallow their saliva.
‘···Slowly…’
I looked at it and decided… I felt like there was nothing more to see…
It can be dangerous if left as is.
Huuuuk-! As soon as I could think about it, huge bets began to swirl over the off-stage.
It was the energy I felt from Peng Ujin, and I knew it as soon as I saw it.
‘I’m thinking of ending it…’
That he plans to end this business…
In addition, this also applies to Seongyul.
It gritted its teeth with burning eyes and began to gather all the life it had been spewing out in one place…
I shook my head while looking at that…
After seeing this far, it’s time to finally check…
I whispered as I watched Seongyul gradually becoming more and more buried in energy…
[stop·]
Let’s send a message with the power of the saying.
Startle-!
I could see Cheonsalseong, or rather, Seongyul’s body stiffening…
done·
‘It works…’
I smiled brightly as I checked the condition. The proverb works.
Even if you were influenced by the spirit of death, Yong-Eon was working. It means that you are under control.
if·
‘How far will it go…’
Now it was time to confirm it… This fight was a stage prepared just for that…
Exciting-!
It gives strength to the heart. The energy fluctuates and maintains a constant flow.
Soooo…
I slowly mixed my energy with my breath, and looked at the guy who was about to run away and said…
[now·]
[go away·]
“···Kwak…!?”
The moment the words were delivered, Seongyul’s body trembled greatly.
Hua Aak – !!
After that, the life that had surrounded him disappeared in an instant…
As soon as the energy that maintained his body disappeared, Seongyul immediately began to stumble…
dump-!
Soon, he fell helplessly to the ground. Only Pang Woo-jin opened his eyes in the suddenly unfolding situation.
“what? what?”
“What happened suddenly?”
“Why are you fighting so well…?”
The audience was also asking questions as if they did not understand the situation, but the result did not change.
“Hebei Paengga Paeng Ujin wins!”
The referee quickly came up and looked at Seongyul’s condition and judged victory or defeat.
Peng Wujin won…
Wow…
Then a shout erupts. It was a rough and fierce dance, but the reaction seems to be that they enjoyed it.
The winner, Peng Woo-jin, had a strange expression on his face…
‘Hey…’
Eyes with all smiles gone, expressionless black eyes, a look of discomfort evident…
He sheathed the sword he was holding and looked at me. It seemed like he had noticed that I had done something.
just as expected·
-What are you doing?
Peng Wujin sent a message this way…
-What do you mean?
I’m trying to fool around…
-No matter how old Confucius is, this makes me feel very uncomfortable…
Of course it didn’t work… I heard a voice I had never heard from Peng Wujin…
The guy who always played weird pranks sent a serious tone this time… It must be proof that he was that upset…
-I didn’t do anything, but you did as you promised, so I’ll remember what you said.
-···
There is no evidence…
Since I didn’t leave anything behind, I don’t have to worry about being caught. Because he knew that, Peng Ujin just glared at me.
Do you really feel bad about not being able to finish it properly? As a few seconds passed while facing Peng Wujin’s gaze…
-I understand…
Peng Woo-jin erased his expression and smiled again.
-I still have regrets, but in the end, since you are there, I will let go… Instead…
I was smiling, but it wasn’t laughter… maybe it was something more uncomfortable…
-If we meet here, I hope you will give me greater joy than Confucius did.
-···
It’s fun…
I don’t know what that means, but…
-Yes, let’s try…
I dare to guess… It didn’t seem that difficult…
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Afterwards, the secret dance continued. The deadly fight between Peng Woo-jin and Seongyul the other day.
That was a problem and there was a short waiting time, but there was no major problem.
At best, there were two abstentions…
“I’m here…”
Dang So-yeol came in just after finishing the business meeting, and I waved at her when I saw her.
“great job·”
The result of the fight was a victory for the party.
Since the opponent’s level had barely passed the peak of maturity, there was no chance of the party losing.
“Hehe…”
Perhaps thanks to the successive victories, Tang So-yeol smiled happily.
“What if I win like this?”
“Then we should celebrate…”
He smiled and said…
“Congratulations? “Anything like a gift?”
“What gift?”
“···um···that’s it···· that····”
Dang So-yeol, who was spitting out words, suddenly closes his mouth… Then he looks to the side with anxious eyes… That’s where Bong-soon is…
what? Why is Bongsoon looking at me?
“what? “Can you give me that too?”
“···Confucius· Bong···No, the blood saucer is not an object·”
“It’s roughly similar…”
“Wooing? “Why me?”
Bong-soon tilted her head as if she knew what I was talking about. She got so angry that she hit her head.
“Kyaak! “Why are you hitting me?”
“I’m just annoyed…”
“Then just a little more…”
“shut up·”
“huh·”
Bong-soon naturally closed her mouth and Dang So-yeol, who was looking at it, sighed lightly. I laughed and said as I saw that.
“Anyway, I’ll think about a gift…”
“You don’t plan on giving it to me anyway…”
“Well, if you really win, you’ll never know…”
Who knows? You don’t know what’s going on in the world…
“So, you win too…”
“Yes?”
He looked at Bongsoon and said…
Seongyul had collapsed and still couldn’t come to his senses… It doesn’t matter… I confirmed what I needed to confirm and Seongyul doesn’t need to go up any further than this…
However, Bongsoon is different…
“I want you to go as high as possible…”
In Bong-soon’s case, the higher her rank, the better later. It was also necessary for the plan.
“Oh… would you like it if I win?”
“It’s good·”
“Cult leader, of course, mates with me-·”
“Now that I think about it, I guess you don’t need a tongue either.”
“I’ll shut up!”
He held my mouth tightly with his finger. I thought I was going to pull it out, but I barely held back.
“Stop talking nonsense and get ready.”
“huh!”
Bimu is ambiguous, but if you want to kill him, you can kill him.
That meant that the levels were similar, and it also meant that if Bong-soon played well, she could win.
-Please prepare for the next banquet for the reception of Yeongpung of Volcano and Xi’an Pi Family!
Not long after, the sound I had been waiting for was heard…
“I will be back!”
Bong-soon must have realized that it was her turn and stood up with a baton. Looking at her, she seemed tired.
“Win and come…”
“ok! okay!”
Bongsoon heard the words and walked forward with strength…
Not long after that…
“oh! Cult leader!”
Bongsun appeared with bruises all over her body and said to me…
“I lost! “He’s really strong!”
“···”
I had to cover my face from the bright words…
