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Silver monsters.
Those who have transcended human limitations over a long period of time.
The people of Eun call their realm.
‘Life and death.’
It is said that he is a being that transcends the boundary between life and death.
Also, the people of Earth say this about such people:
“SSS-class.”
That being is the ghost song owner who is now in front of Iroun.
One who survived for a long time and polished his skills without dying, becoming a monster.
In other words, they are the guardian deities that protect the world.
“But it’s different from what I thought.”
Gwihon Gokju nods his head at Iroun’s words.
-It is nearly impossible for humans to transcend life and death.
An imperfect state.
-After all, the body does not age. The aging of the mind is unavoidable.
Once again, the appearance of the ghost song caught Iroun’s eye.
Five stone pillars.
And the ghost songju tied in the center.
Looking at that appearance, it was difficult to say that he was the guardian deity that protected the world or the strongest person in the world.
Doesn’t it seem as if he is being sealed?
-Monster. That would be correct.
The ghost song maker called himself a monster.
-Life and death are natural. If you go beyond that law, you can no longer be called human, right?
He speaks like a curse, not from a state of nothingness.
“That could be the case.”
As Iroun agreed with his opinion, one of the eyes of the ghost songju revealed through the bandage began to shine.
“So why did you test me?”
Iroun finally asked a question.
Guihongokju, he tested it by sending a poison to Iroun, who had no relation to Guihongok.
If we assume he knew about me, his intentions were obvious.
test.
Whatever you hope for, you have tested yourself.
-Confirmation was required.
“check.”
-you….
His bandages flapped and snapped.
-Is this the person I’ve been waiting for?
“… … !”
The light shining in the eyes of Yirun.
-Blood horse.
The ghost song continued.
-Oh, my god.
The ghost song maker knew.
-You are….
The bandage, which had gradually come off, was leaving his mouth open.
-Is it a new horse?
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“… … !”
For the first time, Lee Ro-woon showed emotional agitation.
‘God.’
It was the first time I saw someone come back and say that name.
Everyone in the Blood Sect forgot the name of the divine horse and did not even know what the divine horse was.
But the ghost song in front of him clearly said the name of the new god.
Stab.
A bandage that comes off.
-Please answer.
Wooooow!
The light from the stone pillars was growing stronger.
It was as if it had lost the power to seal the object it was sealing, the Ghost Song Ju.
-Are you a god?
The way of speaking has changed without me noticing.
Oh my god!
The sound of glass breaking could be heard simultaneously from all directions.
Boom! Boom!
Exploding stone pillars.
The barrier covered by the stone pillars collapsed, and the village of Guihongok came into view.
Sling.
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Some stood holding sickles, others holding swords.
The same goes for the kids I saw earlier.
Everyone was looking at Iroun with fierce eyes, holding their weapons.
Swish.
Lee Yong-jin, who had been motionless as if he had lost his mind, was now looking at Lee Ro-woon.
But their eyes were unfocused.
“It’s a wedding.”
A technology that goes beyond the level of manipulating humans by interfering with their souls.
All residents of Guihongok now.
No, all the killings in the Ghost Valley were under the control of the Ghost Valley Lord.
Kang Eun-ha and Jeong Ji-su also slowly turn their heads.
When they entered this space, their souls were already in the hands of the Ghost Song Lord.
-Answer.
“I ask too.”
Lee Ro-un said while looking at the ghost song.
“Are you an apostate?”
-… … !
A trembling sensation.
“Judging by the reaction, it seems like it was right.”
Apostates, those who have betrayed the divine.
As an example, there was Haomun, the predecessor of Heukshi.
The reason why Lee Ro-woon thought that way was because of Lee Yong-jin.
Lee Yong-jin, who boasted of being a special agent and hid the feelings of all the drones in the galaxy and infiltrated.
The beneficial effects of that method could be seen firsthand.
‘soul.’
It was as if my body had become blurred like a soul, hiding my presence and escaping the laws of physics.
That which was able to pass through the rope that had bound him and escape from the hands of the benefactor.
That’s why Lee Ro-un put the Holy Fire into Lee Yong-jin’s body and checked it.
“It had the energy of a heavenly horse.”
In this way, the energy of Cheonmagi could be detected from Lee Yong-jin’s body.
And one more thing.
“Until the blood demon period.”
It was impossible.
Cheonmagyo has long wished to contain both Blood Magic and Heavenly Magic in one bowl, and the Blood Magic has also been conducting research on it for a long time.
But before the beneficial effect appeared, everything up until that moment had ended in failure.
However, the two energies were felt simultaneously from the body of the assassin in the ghost song.
“Of course, it’s not perfectly harmonious.”
Two energies clash and create an explosion.
The assassination of the Ghost Song maximized the power of the Heavenly Demon’s ability to manipulate the body by using that power, and turned the body into a soul.
“There were no old people.”
I haven’t seen a single old person in all my journey through the village.
The oldest people that Lee Ro-un had ever seen were those who looked to be in their thirties at most.
“Because of the side effects, you won’t live long.”
Their lifespans are shortened by the explosion of two conflicting energies.
‘Ghost Song does not accept requests.’
That’s probably why Lee Yong-jin said that.
The more you use conflicting and explosive energies, the more severe the side effects will be.
‘Why does Ghost Song raise the number of murderers?’
A question that Kang Eun-ha asked.
‘Because there are people who have to be killed.’
And the answer that Lee Yong-jin gave.
“It was a god.”
The Ghost Song is a group of assassins created to kill the Shinma.
All of these beings were raised and trained to kill the new god that will appear one day.
-You are….
The ghost song that had escaped from the stone pillar was now standing in front of Iroun.
The entire body is wrapped in bandages, making her look like a mummy.
Kuoooooo!
But just by standing there, the air trembled and goosebumps ran down my body.
-It’s not a new horse.
“It’s not a god?”
-If you are a god, there is no way you wouldn’t know.
He spoke to Iroun in a bitter voice.
-Because it was Shinma who put a curse on us.
* * *
Iroun’s unruly hair began to flutter.
The wind was blowing as the wind blowing from the sound of the ghost song and the sound of the sound of the leeches collided.
“That’s right. I’m not a god.”
Iroun’s feet gradually dug into the ground.
The ground crumbles like sand.
“But Shinma is my teacher.”
Those words were a signal.
Rrrrrrr!
The bandages that had been wrapped around the body of the ghost song master were suddenly released and shot towards Iroun from all directions.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The ground burst open as the bandages struck like shells.
Rrrrrrr!
The bandages that had been stuck on the floor returned and began to move like a snake towards somewhere again.
Beneficial to stand there.
Hurrah!
In both of his hands burned purple, sacred flames.
Paaaaaaaang!
The sound of a burst of sound coming from the meeting between the bandage and the fist of the bandage.
-indeed.
The bandages increased from a dozen to close to a hundred, and they were targeting Iroun from all sides.
-You inherited the power of the new demon.
Paeeeeeng!
The bandage wrapped around Iroun, who was struggling with the bandage, was tightened.
The Iroun floating in the air had a mummy-like appearance, like the ghost songju tied to a stone pillar.
LOL.
The bandage was rippling like a blood vessel.
Sucking on the bets of a bandaged target.
And after sucking up all the bets.
LOL.
It would suck even that soul out.
-thank god.
The voice of the ghost song was heard.
-He didn’t come back.
That was when.
Kwuuuuung!
The bandages that had been wrapping the wound began to swell simultaneously.
A bandage that was bulging to the point of bursting, as if it had accepted a bet that was more than the bandage could absorb.
Pushuuuk!
Drops of blood began to spurt out from within it.
Phew!
The bandage then burst open and fell to the floor like a snake with its neck cut off.
The object wrapped in bandages was standing there, looking fine.
Red-tinted eyes, fluttering hair.
The torso, torn by the bandage attack, revealed a tattoo that looked like it was drawn in blood.
Gulp.
The moment when tears of blood flowed from Iroun’s eyes.
Kwaaang!
The space literally burst open.
Kwakwakwakwang!
Right in front of the Ghostly Song Master’s eyes, hundreds of bandages were moving without rest, fending off Iroun’s attacks.
The flame of the holy fire held in one hand burns the bandage.
Pushuuuk!
The blood in his other hand seeped through the bandages and aimed for the Ghostly Wine.
Drops of blood seeping through the bandages.
Phew!
They turned into needles and stabbed the ghost songju from all sides.
Tata tatata!
A ghost song that retreats quickly.
But it was inevitable that there were red needles embedded all over his body.
Phew!
The stuck blood needle exploded and vomited out flesh.
The bandages that had been covering the Ghostly Song Lord’s body were torn off, revealing the Ghostly Song Lord’s true form.
“It looks like a monster.”
monster.
The ghost song master’s words were right.
He has reached the realm of life and death, has transcended death, but his spirit is still human.
Isolated in a single world for thousands of years, his mind has become senile and deteriorating.
That body was the proof.
“It’s terrible.”
Flesh torn off, not by bloodletting.
Needle marks all over the body.
It was a sign of torture.
Traces of torture, not inflicted on him by someone else, but by himself.
“but….”
Lee Ro-woon stood there and raised his fist.
“That’s too bad.”
When Yi-ro-un spoke, tears flowed down from Gwi-hon-gok-ju’s eyes.
The tears flowing from his withered body looked even more bizarre and sad.
-Disciple of the new demon.
There is something Iroun felt while enduring the attacks of the Ghost Song Master.
-Is Shinma alive?
His attacks were filled with deep longing.
Also, he had no intention of actually killing himself like Lee Yong-jin did.
-Is he… alive?
The person who gave the song was not an apostate.
They have just been waiting for their master for a long time.
“You are alive.”
-That can’t be… .
The bandages that had been poured out went back to the body of the ghost song master.
-The Ghost Song was created to kill the god.
His mouth opens.
-This curse was also placed by Him.
A distant past, one that I can no longer even remember.
-But that’s why I was able to live.
He and Guihongok were both apostates.
Apostates who have abandoned their gods for the sake of themselves.
The punishment given to them was.
‘Try it somewhere.’
It was saved.
In addition, the god gave them the power to deal with the god.
-It’s called Cheonhyeolgi.
A mixture of the Heavenly Demon and Blood Demon.
However, the Cheonhyeolgi was not a power close to perfection.
Because of that, the clan that learned the Thousand Blood Techniques were forced to die quickly and not live long lives.
-Thank you for saving my life.
This is a curse, and it is not a curse.
From the beginning, the Guihongok clan was born with extreme yin yin and was destined to die before reaching the age of twenty.
Because what the god gave was the cure, even if it wasn’t perfect.
-Disciple of the new demon.
The ghost song master said.
-Please help me. Haomen is in danger.
