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“You’re not going to fight?”
Ha Se-min’s face distorted at Lee Ro-woon’s words, but soon returned to normal.
“You are that kind of person.”
I had a thought just in case.
I considered the slight possibility that he might return to his story.
‘I also learned a lot.’
Expecting things that won’t happen.
I have always lived in calculations.
I have lived my life calculating the profits and losses for every little thing.
He thought that was his role.
‘Black King.’
The role that must support Heuksi, or rather Haomun.
And he thought that this role was given to him by his god, Hajin.
But at this moment, Ha Se-min did not calculate while looking at I-ro-un.
Kuung.
The ground he was standing on was hollowed out.
The pressure that was emanating from his body was crushing the ground.
“We could have been good friends….”
Reckless.
A type that is the complete opposite of oneself.
That’s why Ha Se-min liked Lee Ro-woon even though he was sometimes annoyed by him.
“no.”
The beneficial one said.
“You are so cocky.”
Ha Se-min laughed at Lee Ro-woon’s words.
“It’s hard to believe in the sweet word ‘friend.’”
The beneficial one said.
“The subordinate can do it.”
“Subordinate.”
Become a subordinate to the Black King of the world.
“I said it from the beginning. Heuksi, no, Haomun, is mine. It is only natural that you, who belong there, become my subordinate.”
Ha Se-min erased the smile on his lips.
The more I try to understand the other person, the deeper I feel like I’m sinking into a swamp.
“That’s ridiculous.”
Ha Se-min’s arms moved as if drawing a strange shape.
“As long as I live, Haomen will not be handed over to anyone.”
The way he speaks and his face have completely changed.
What stood there was not a man who looked sly, sometimes warm, and sometimes weary.
Phaget, phaget.
soldier.
There stood a man who fit that word so perfectly.
Her pursed lips and wide-open eyes show a strong will not to back down.
Awesome.
A needle-like energy that pricks Iroun’s skin.
Ha Se-min’s murderous spirit was conveying his true feelings.
Ha Se-min’s fist finally stopped moving.
The fist extends out in a straight line as if it were the embodiment of beauty.
Rrrrrrr!
With the sound of lightning striking.
Boom!
There was a large hole in Iroun’s chest.
***
It was a black bolt.
“Black King Thunder Fist.”
An absolute divine skill passed down through Haomen.
It was the name of a martial art that only the head of the clan and the successor to the clan could learn.
The lightning fist of the king in the darkness.
“… … .”
Ha Se-min told the name of the martial artist and saw the benefit.
A large hole in the chest.
“… … !”
The body of such a benefactor began to blur and turn red.
Phew!
Blood clone.
The clone made of blood was already there.
Ha Se-min threw his fist again without delay.
Urrrr! Boom!
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A lightning bolt that burst out in an explosion.
Gulp.
Lee Ro-woon, who was hit by the Black King’s Thunder Strike, was pushed back and pushed away.
Phaget, phaget.
This time, as if to prove that he was not a clone, black sparks were flying across Iroun’s chest.
“Don’t be proud of having defeated Cheonrang.”
Ha Se-min said, growling like a wolf.
The leader of the Nanmun clan, Cheonrang.
He was one of the dungeon keepers made up of the laws of the world.
His realm is beyond human reach, it is a life and death realm.
He was someone who fell into the category of a monster.
In comparison, the realm of the Black King and Ha Se-min.
‘Hyun-kyung.’
Although the realm of Hyeon-gyeong is also of a high standard and is worthy of being counted among the strongest in the realm of Eun, it can never be compared to the realm of life and death.
To go beyond a boundary is to go beyond a wall.
It also raises the level.
From bug to human.
Until that human became a giant.
Such a difference was impossible to bridge without special powers.
“I am stronger than Cheonrang now.”
Ha Se-min.
“Where do you think this is?”
The king of black poetry.
“I am the Black King.”
The laws of the world created the sky.
The laws of the world strengthen Hashemin.
The will of the world, the will to protect the world.
Flash!
It is in Ha Se-min’s hands to fight against the invader named Iroun.
Boom!
Ha Se-min, who had disappeared, appeared in front of Lee Ro-woon and punched him in the stomach.
If you are hit even once by the Black King’s Thunder Kwon, your vitality will be distorted and your energy will burn out.
No matter how beneficial it is, it will require some recovery time.
Boom!
If you miss that moment, you can’t say you’re unmanned.
Kwaaang!
The champion appears to be trying to corner his opponent and finish him off.
Kwakwakwakwang!
Ha Se-min’s fist, imbued with the power of black lightning, pounded I-ro-un’s body without stopping.
Urrrr… Boom!
The bet of Ha Se-min, who was falling, reached the sky and black lightning struck down.
“Cheonmagyo… .”
A voice leaked out from Iroun’s mouth, who had been being driven around mercilessly.
“Why did you hide the fact that Hui had taken over Cheonmagyo…?”
It was not something I could say when I was hit with a thunderous punch.
The body of Iroun shakes without any reason.
Nevertheless, Yirun said.
“Are you really for Haomen?”
What Ha Se-min does for Hao-moon.
That Ha Se-min did not betray Hao-mun.
That Ha Se-min would not have handed Hao-moon over to the court.
‘I think so.’
Iroun thought so.
But I still have to ask.
“Why did you hide it…?”
Because humans were no longer trustworthy beings to the benefit of others.
“why….”
Boom!
Ha Se-min’s fist pierces Lee Ro-woon’s chest.
dump.
Iroun fell to the ground, his whole body turning black.
“Because it’s not the Cheonmagyo you’re looking for.”
Ha Se-min spoke to the fallen Lee Ro-woon, as if he thought the outcome was certain.
“Is that… the reason?”
The voice flowing out of the fallen Lee Ro-un’s mouth.
It was truly a life of extreme tenacity.
“no.”
However, Ha Se-min honestly said, thinking that he would never be able to surpass himself.
“It was information controlled by the Lord Moon.”
“Munju… .”
“Your Majesty.”
Ha Se-min opened his closed eyes again.
Phaget! Phaget!
Black lightning rose from his right fist and flowed down his shoulder.
“Because they also consider you brothers. I couldn’t pass on the information until I was sure of your identity.”
“I see. That would be the answer.”
“Information about the Blood Cult… will never be passed on to the council.”
Ha Se-min thought that this was the last consideration he could give to him as he watched the end.
His right fist landed without hesitation on Iroun’s forehead.
Ku… Kuwaaaaaaaah!
All the bets were blown and lightning struck.
Not from heaven to earth.
Phew!
From earth to sky.
A black lightning bolt soared, and where this lightning bolt disappeared, nothing would remain… .
“I promise, too.”
A clear voice coming from within the black lightning.
“I will show you the way to survive. You and Moonju.”
Ha Se-min crossed his arms in a hurry.
“Haomen Island.”
Kwaaaaang!
Ha Se-min rolled on the floor with excruciating pain in his arms crossed on both sides.
“Be mine.”
It’s obvious that it’s all burned down.
It wasn’t even a blood clone.
A body of clear benefit.
Even looking at that appearance now, it was the same.
The whole body was burned black.
But that body… .
Ugh.
I was coming back playing.
“I will show you. The god your lord has been waiting for.”
The top was completely burnt and turned into a pile of ashes.
A red streak of blood began to form on it.
***
The Blood Demon God is said to be completed when the Blood Demon God skill reaches its peak.
The blood inside the body circulates quickly, amplifying the flow of energy.
Blood that cannot overcome the flow seeps through the skin, forming a tattoo-like shape.
“ha.”
At this time, the bet’s amplification can be several to several tens of times.
but.
Bam! Bam! Bam! Bam!
If you only achieved the Blood Demon God skill, you will never be able to reach the level of the Blood Demon God.
The body cannot handle the rapidly rotating and exploding internal force.
Iroun’s eyes turned bloodshot.
The skin all over his body was torn and bursting, and blood flowed out.
To complete the Blood Demon God.
‘Cheonma Shingong.’
The Heavenly Demonic Spirit that controls the body is absolutely necessary.
Of that pole.
When you reach the Holy Fire.
Hurrruk!
He was able to repair his broken body to fit it.
“… … .”
Lee Ro-un was standing there.
A torn top, bloody tattoos drawn on the exposed torso.
Bloody tears streaming down that face.
The form of the Blood Demon God shown in the Blood King Castle.
But there’s more to it.
Hurrah!
A purple sphere rose behind Iroun’s back and began to spin around.
One, two, three, four… .
The number of spheres gradually increased until they eventually reached six and began to burn fiercely.
“ah….”
Ha Se-min opened his mouth in surprise without realizing it.
What can I say about that sight?
There was one word that came to mind.
“Oh… God… .”
A sight that can only be found in ancient scriptures.
Is it right to call that a human?
“Jinchon.”
“… … !”
Ha Se-min opened his eyes at Lee Ro-woon’s voice.
“I heard that Haomen called the Shenma that way.”
Lee Ro-woon’s gaze towards Ha Se-min.
Ha Se-min’s gaze also followed Lee Ro-woon’s gaze without him knowing.
‘Jinchonru!’
A symbol of Haomen that has been with Haomen throughout its long history.
“Wh, what are you trying to do…?”
Iroun’s two fists moved in a strange shape.
“… … !”
Once again, Ha Se-min was shocked.
What he is doing.
“Black King… Thunder Fist.”
Because he realized that his martial art was the Black King’s Thunder Fist.
It is possible for a skilled martial artist to imitate the martial arts of others.
Manryuguijong.
A saying that even if there are ten thousand different types, they all eventually come to one.
As if to prove the meaning of the saying, at the end of every group there is one, so a martial artist who has reached a certain level can easily imitate the martial arts of lower level people.
But it wasn’t the Black King’s Thunder Strike.
The best and strongest martial arts that have been with Haomen throughout its history.
“Everything created by humans has a will.”
Words flowing out of Lee Ro-un’s mouth.
But for some reason, it didn’t sound like his voice.
“That is also the case with nothing.”
Wooooow.
“I have seen Haomen’s determination.”
From the beginning, Ha Se-min could never defeat Lee Ro-woon.
The will contained in the first Black King Thunder Fist that was created.
And the will that has developed over thousands of years proves it.
‘expiation.’
The will contained in this fist was atonement.
It was originally created to protect someone, but as time passed, it took on a different purpose.
‘I lost my killing intent.’
It’s like getting rid of the murderous intent towards that special someone.
A being that can never be killed by martial arts, which can be considered the symbol of Haomen.
Haomen proved his loyalty with that.
Finally, the fist of Iroun, who had taken the jockey’s seat, extends out.
Paa.
The sound of air escaping.
Paaaaaaaaaaah!
But it was just a small sound, buried in the explosion that followed.
Rurururur! Kwakwakwang!
Black lightning falls from the sky just like Ha Se-min did.
No, black and red lightning.
Kwaaaaang!
It fell towards the top of Jincheonru.
Power beyond human.
Eternal, undefeated, immortal power.
“I….”
The flame of the Holy Spirit that was circling behind Iroun’s back goes out.
“It’s Jincheon.”
