CH 182

Episode 182

Episode 182.

Communication (5)

[…I don’t understand you…]]

Demon God muttered in a low voice after looking down at his broken hand. His voice was tinged with a boundary that hadn’t been there before.

“‘It had quite a bit of potential, but it shouldn’t have been this much. Had he been hiding his power? Just for this moment? Or did you awaken in that short time?”]

“Will you let me know you’re listening? Imagine it for yourself.”

[Hmmm. Good]]

[uuung.

The black mana began to concentrate on the broken Demon God’s hand, and it finished recovering in the blink of an eye. After Demon God held his recovered hand a few times, he stared at it, “Jeong-Do.

[That’s something we can look into directly] Another fun diversion…]

Demon God’s eyes glowed red in the faint black mist. Despite the fact that his fist shattered without any resistance, Demon God did not retreat in the slightest.

Fighting to the Death with the Strong

It was a temptation that any being with the name “Demon Clan” could not refuse. Even if it was the Demon God, the pinnacle of the Demon Clan.

When Jeong-Do confirmed Demon God’s reaction, he clucked inwardly. The truth was that although he had pretended to be unconcerned on the surface, he had been pushing himself very hard.

His strength was rapidly slipping away.

The unloading that had begun in front of the cave continued. The fact that he was able to break Demon God’s fist earlier was also a result of luck.

When he arrived between Chuck Junkyung and Demon God, he had the strength left to prevent Demon God’s fist from narrowly missing him, and then he forced himself to crush it.

Zheng Dao forced himself to swallow the backflowing blood and glanced at the spinal mirror beside him. Chuck-Jun Kyung was still unclear as to the seriousness of his condition.

“‘It’s not good.’

Demon God was slowly walking over, burning Dou Qi, as if he liked the current situation.

He thought that maybe he would retreat in fear of his power, but it seemed that he had underestimated the Demon Clan’s approval.

“Let’s start with recovery.”

Of the more than 800 skills he had, more than half had disappeared, but there were still some recovery skills left. A bright white light that started from Jeong-Do’s hand enveloped the scale, and soon the scale staggered to its feet.

He looked around and then told Jeong-Do, “Hmm.

“I don’t think I’m dreaming… You saved me, didn’t you?”

“I’m not completely alive yet.”

“‘No, it’s more that your momentum is uncanny. What kind of god possessed you? Why do you lose so much energy?”

“Huh. It’s very advertised that all enemies should listen.”

He muttered in a low voice, “Jeong-Do.” He then took out a solidified elf tear from his inventory and threw it into Chuck-Jun-Kyung’s mouth. Chuck Jun-kyung let the elf tears flow in his mouth like candy, then turned to Jeong-Do in surprise.

“It’s a very strange elixir. It’s blown away my fatigue.”

“‘I can fight again now, can’t I? Still, it’s worth a bit of a try.”

The words did, but Jeong-Do was honestly unsure. Chuck Jun-Kyung was clearly fighting at full strength, unable to deliver any effective blows to his foe, and was defeated one-sidedly.

I wondered if I would be able to win if I were to join him, my strength gradually diminishing.

Is there any other way? No, my power was dropping even as I was worrying about this. I’d better jump on it as soon as possible…!

Jeong-Do’s head was stuck in his hands, and Chuck Jun-Kyung smiled and tapped Jeong-Do on the shoulder.

“I think my head is going to explode. You seem to be thinking about something wrong, though?”

“What do you mean .”

“What’s bothering you so much?” “There’s not a single thing that’s a problem.”

“…No problem? That guy in front of me looks really strong.”

“Well, he sure looks dirty. He’s a Demon God.”

“Demon God.”

He looked stronger than Khaled, so I thought he might be, but I didn’t realize he was Demon God. I felt my head start to hurt even more.

“Why did you save me in the first place?”

“No, so you’ll just leave me to die?”

“I have to.”

“…What?”

“You still don’t know me very well, do you? A warrior and a warrior faced off in a one-on-one confrontation. What choice do you have besides death when you lost there? You would be insulting me very much if you thought that I would be happy that you saved me.”

Although he said that, Chok-Jun-Kyung didn’t look too offended.

Then he patted Jeong-Do on the shoulder and stepped forward.

“But frankly speaking, I think we’re lucky to have this opportunity. This is the last lesson I’m going to give you.”

“Well, hey.”

Chuck-Jun Kyung said, then walked slowly in front of Demon God. Jeong-Do wanted to stop him, but his body could not move properly. Something inside of him told him not to let him catch him.

Jeong-Do stood in a daze and looked at Chuck Joon-Kyung’s back.

He was walking slowly, and his back looked much bigger than this.

The two men approached each other slowly, and soon they were facing each other in the middle. “The Demon God opened his mouth first, as if he didn’t like it.

The Demon God spoke first, as if he did not like it: “You have already been defeated. It’s not you I’m interested in now, it’s the people after you.

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“Defeated”? Hey. I’m still alive.”

[Is that what you call being saved by a disciple just before you die? Very disappointing. Well, it’s done. All this body needs is a little more work.”]

Demon God said, raising his right hand. At the same time, Chuck Joon-Kyung also lifted his sword.

It was the spine mirror that moved first.

The lifted sword moved quickly, and the sharp blade of the sword sliced through the target with precision.

But the extent of the damage did not please him in the slightest. Instead, his face turned pale and his eyes widened in disbelief.

That’s just as well.

It was his own body that Chuck Joon-Kyung had targeted.

It was the only thing he could see.

“Hahaha!

[Hm?]

“Sub!”

A deep sword image was carved into the spine mirror from the shoulder to the abdomen.

At first glance, it was a fatal wound. In that body, it was not just a fight, it was a wound so severe that it was amazing it didn’t kill him instantly.

Chuck Jun-kyung laughed as he endured the pain that pierced his spine.

“‘Kuhu. That hurts like a son of a bitch. Now, isn’t this just like before the disciples came? Let’s end this now.

[Kuh…kuh…kuh hahaha!]

Demon God laughed as if the sky was cracking, wondering what was so funny.

He didn’t say it directly, but how could he not know what it meant?

“The fact that Demon God had driven Chuck Jun-kyung to the brink of death was an accomplishment that Demon God had achieved single-handedly.

However, since his own disciple had stolen that achievement, there was only one thing for him to do as a master.

The only thing he had to do was to give it back again.

It was for just such a reason that he had inflicted the fatal wound himself.

“Of course a warrior would do that! I take back what I said earlier. In the name of God, I assure you. You are the best warrior I have ever met!

“I am not sorry. Because that best warrior is going to punch you in the neck.”

[Kuhahahaha!]

Thus, the two faced off again.

Both of them went crazy.

To a degree, I thought inwardly. He couldn’t help but think that the heat that the struggle gave them, and the madness within it, had invaded them both.

and  .

Looking at the two madmen who justified everything in the name of battle, Jeong-Do gave up on understanding.

If it were me, would I be able to do something like that?”

He pondered for a while, but quickly shook his head.

Where would someone harm themselves on the grounds that it wasn’t fair to a body that had recovered at best? And what about the other person whose appearance he would laugh at as if it were commonplace?

Although I was also a “Heavenly Warrior Body,” it was a sight that I could never comprehend with my own mind.

Just one thing.

It was just a surging feeling that came up from deep in my chest and hit Jeong-Do heart.

Kwa-kwa-kwa!

“Kuhk!”

The stone spear that sprang out from underneath Jeong-Do’s feet flew towards Jeong-Do’s heart. It was the Demon God’s magic, needless to say.

Cheok Jun-kyung pulled up the last of his strength and cut the stone spear. The spear of stone that hadn’t been cut yet passed by, grazing the scout lord.

Fit!

He frantically shook his body, but several stone spears passed by, grazing over Chok Jun-kyeong’s body. Wounds formed and blood splattered in the air.

[You’re late.]

The ship’s quasi-mirror was struggling against even a single Demon God’s magic, but magic was only a means of check and balance.

The Demon God was a polarizing figure for Taijutsu as well as magic. His body twisted deformably, and he was soon shot with lightning speed.

Hush!

The Demon God arrived at the exact position just behind the spine mirror. It wasn’t until Demon God raised his fist that the spine mirror was able to react properly. Three magic circles appeared behind Demon God’s elbow.

Support position.

[At least I’ll send you on your way painlessly. This is my final mercy to the warrior…]

The electric current flowing from the magic circles enveloped Demon God’s arms, and a strong fist shot toward Chuck Junkyung’s heart.

And much later, Chok Jun-kyung’s sword moved.

[Kuh?]

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But it was ‘Demon God’ who groaned. He was so startled that he jerked away from Chuck Junkyung.

By all accounts, the Demon God’s fist should have touched first, but the result was just the opposite.

Chak Jun-kyung’s sword transcended the concept of speed and cut down the Demon God first.

<Nukong Sang

However, it was an unavoidable rapid sword technique that transcended the concept of speed, which was another sphere of the spinal mirror that was different from Kukan.

"Hmm?"

However, Jeong-Do immediately realized that the technique was not Wugong Logistics. It was similar, but there was something different about it.

That ridiculous speed was definitely that of Mugong, though.

"Like something got mixed up?"

I felt like that.

Something deep inside me was whispering to me.

You can do this.

That's why you have to look closely.

That's what it was saying.

"Crap. I guess I still can't."

"Jeong-Do," Chuck muttered in a dying voice as he thought about that technique. No, he was actually dying too. The rebound of the technique he had just used came around.

Pop. Pop.

Blood flowed from both of Chuck Jun-kyung's noses and fell to the ground. He wiped his nose lightly and lifted his sword with both hands.

Chak Jun-kyung straightened his posture.

<A stance of  <Cutting the Sky

No, to be precise, it was a little different. Indeed, Chack-Jun-kyung's posture was similar to when he used the Tang-gong Cham, but at the same time, he could also feel the Mugong Cham.

Chuck Jun-kyung glanced at Jeong-Do. "Jeong-Do," Chuck Jun-kyung's words passed through his mind.

"Look closely. This is the last lesson I'm going to give you.'

Jeong-Do's eyes widened.

Chuck Jun-kyung mumbled in a deadly voice as he slowly swung his sword down.

"'I've always thought about it. If I mix the single attack slash, which can cut through anything, with the Mugong slash, which no one can avoid, wouldn't that create an absolutely invincible technique?" And."

Black still moved down slowly .

Sensing that Demon God was also uncommon, he prepared the best technique he could.

HUUUUUUUUN!!!

666 magic circles floated up behind Demon God. Powerful mana from the magic circles started to flow into Demon God's arms and legs.

"I feel sorry for him, though. Decades and hundreds of years of wielding swords and still not being able to match both skills."

It was obvious.

and   were each a Skill that the universe had judged to be a Completed Skill. A complete skill was complete and flawless on its own. Naturally, there was no way they could merge. It was not a matter of talent.

However, human persistence sometimes produced miracles that even the universe could not understand.

Chok Jun-kyung finally got a clue.

“You’ll be able to complete it. Look closely. It’s just a degree. I can’t show it to you twice.”

Chak Jun-kyung’s sword slowly fell, slowly, like petals falling.

Kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa!

The Demon God, its entire body covered in lightning, leapt towards the spine mirror. “The Demon God was nowhere to be seen. The speed was so fast that it didn’t even leave an afterimage. He could only guess that the Demon God had moved toward him in the direction of the ground breaking.

And at the same time, Chuck Junkyung’s sword slowly descended…

It landed on the ground.

Hmph!

Demon God’s fist stopped right under Chuck Junkyung’s nose. Chuck Junkyung didn’t even move slightly. It was as if time had frozen in place.

A brief moment of cowardice passed. It was Demon God who broke the silence and opened his mouth first.

[…That move you just did. What’s your name?]

“A name. It’s not a finished technique yet, but…. If I were forced to name it, I’d go with ‘Mushoku’.”

Thud.

Reaching his limit, Chuck-Jun Kyung collapsed and fell head first to the ground. And at the same time, the wounds on his body ripped open and blood came out.

It was the price of using a technology that transcended the laws of the universe on a human body. His body began to disintegrate. He clenched his “Jeong-Do” and ran towards Chuck Jun-Kyung.

Demon God, who was staring at the scene, muttered a few words.

[Very impressive.]

Puhaha!

Demon God’s huge body cracked diagonally, and black smoke began to spew out from the wound.

kuung.

Demon God collapsed.