The Heavenly Demon Can't Live a Normal Life Chapter 538

Published at 1st of August 2022 06:01:03 PM

Episode 538: Traces of a Past Life (8)

Park Min-woo's words and actions.

It wasn't something I could tolerate.

Xiaolong, who followed Wang Weilong's escort, stepped forward and grabbed the handle of the sword.

"Just give me orders. For daring to despise His Majesty the Emperor, I will blow that motherfucker's head off right now."

not empty words

Park Min-woo, who was showing off his murderous intentions, also showed a plastic expression by generating magical powers.

Curly rumble.

"View Woongshin. I guess I didn't hear enough explanations? The moment he met His Majesty, Roman Dmitry, Yui Dragon would not be able to call himself emperor. And I mean. Don't look like that in front of me. The only thing in this world that can look down on me is His Majesty Roman Dmitry."

The atmosphere had changed violently.

A situation of one touch.

The moment Xiao Long draws his sword from its scabbard, Min-Woo Park's magic will bombard him.

There was no doubt about victory.

Park Min-woo believed in himself, and above all, he did not like the attitude of China that raised his nose even after entering the Korean Empire.

The opponent is a descendant of the Cheonma Shinkyo. Knowing what would happen if he faced the truth, there was no reason to consider Xiaolong's humble pride.

Regardless of whether they knelt or denied reality, whatever option they chose, it was absolutely necessary to organize themselves and their ranks.

explosive magic.

Xiaolong's expression hardened.

I knew that the magician in white was strong, but I didn't know that he could spit out such powerful magic.

It was then.

"Xiaolong. stop."

"His Majesty the Emperor! This cannot be overlooked."

"Yes, you are right. But if Roman Dmitry is really Baek Jung-hyuk, we are not in a position to show our pride."

Wang Wei-ryong's expression was complicated.

Even though he chose to go to the Korean Empire, he was still not convinced.

Is it really Baek Jung-hyuk from heaven?

Is it possible to reverse the flow of time?

Park Min-woo's attitude gave mental confidence to the complicated situation in his head.

It is unknown why Park Min-woo, who is called the magician in white, acts like a third-rate bastard, but he is a strong man who has been famous all over the world for a long time.

A bright presence in the world. It was clear that Park Min-woo's bold appearance against China stemmed from his confidence in Roman Dmitry, whom he served.

That means.

A thousand miles was very likely.

Park Min-woo's attitude to organize the ranks gave Wang Wi-ryong a reason to step back.

'To treat me so rudely means that there is something to believe in.'

suppressed emotions.

With a cold expression on his face, he looked at Park Min-woo.

"I will go alone as I wish. However, you will have to take responsibility for your words. If Roman Dmitry has absolutely nothing to do with the Celestial Protestantism, I, Yui-Ryong, will never keep you alive."

eating.

Park Min-woo laughed.

He stepped forward and spit out his words.

"Yes, yes. Do as X."

Except for the trouble with Park Min-woo, nothing special happened.

Wang Wei-ryong followed Park Min-woo, and shortly thereafter he reached the training ground protected by 'Magic Defense'.

there.

There was Roman Dmitry.

Looking through the screen, Wang Wei-ryong swallowed dry saliva.

'Roman Dmitry!'

A being that might be a thousand miles.

Wang Wei-ryong raised his mana.

I tried to grasp the existence of the opponent for a moment, but strangely, I didn't feel any power from Roman Dmitry. distrust was rife.

If it's Baek Jung-hyeok, he must unleash the magic that overwhelms him.

However, with a more ordinary energy than I expected, I thought that maybe I had fallen into a trap.

It was then.

Startle.

eyes met.

Even though Roman Dmitry didn't raise his mana, Wang Weilong had goosebumps all over his body for a moment.

'… … What is this?'

presence in front of you.

It wasn't unusual.

My heart raced like crazy, thinking that I was such an overwhelming existence that I couldn't feel anything. Truly the master of Cheonma Shinkyo. He didn't even know it was the Cheonma Baek Jung-hyuk.

His arrogant eyes looking at him, his arrogant attitude telling him to come directly to the emperor of China. All the puzzles were proving to be the Cheonma Baek Jung-hyuk.

However.

had to check

Not mental evidence, but evidence of overwhelming force!

Roman Dmitry said.

"The Crown Prince. pick up your sword I will confirm directly that you are a descendant of the Cheonma Protestant Church, and that you are not just talking."

"The desired sea."

sch.

drew his sword

No more words were needed.

The moment Roman Dmitry's eyes met once again, Wang Wei-ryong exploded mana and rushed towards him.

Curly rumble.

Papa Papa.

It was fast.

Wang Weilong's footsteps left a mark on the ground, and each time the ground became hollow, it narrowed the distance with a tremendous explosive force. It was a stepping stone from the mural.

Wang Wei-ryong, who named it the Heavenly Demon Ruler, spurted out intense magic as if he was going to wipe out the opponent from the start.

Wow!

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

The sword and the sword collided.

Roman Dmitry suddenly drew his sword, and Wang Wei-ryong, anticipating the opponent's reaction, launched a follow-up attack.

'It ends at once.'

Wow!

hit the head

As Wang Wei-ryong stepped on his footsteps, he instantly dug into his side, and the magical energy that erupted from his footsteps like an active volcano gave him more destructive power than his previous attack.

It exploded on Roman Dmitry as it was. When a strong explosion occurred and blocked it again, Wong Wei-ryong changed direction and drove like crazy.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

It was overwhelming.

royal dragon.

People say the best sword in the world.

There are many S-class swordsmen in the world, but all of them acknowledged that they were of a different dimension than Wang Wei-ryong. So China was able to unify.

The teachings of the murals led him to a whole new world, and Volkan's memories were perfected to be reborn as a heavenly demon.

Descendants of Moorim.

It was his origin.

In fact, if simply the memory of the lore had decided everything, then beings like Samuel, who inherited Chris' memory, would have been superior to Wang Yu-ryong.

But the truth was not. The same memory manifested differently depending on the person who inherited it. Because he was a descendant of Moorim, Wang Wei-ryong could finally be completed.

flash.

Quiet rumble rumble.

The magic flowed.

The attack from Wang Wei-ryong overwhelms all directions, to the point of blinding it.

I believed in myself.

I believed in my efforts in the past.

Whether the opponent is a demon or not.

You will not be able to block your own attacks.

I thought so.

pod.

just attack.

Wang Wei-ryong's arm bounced off.

It was a moment to reveal a loophole, and Wang Wei-ryong tried to defend against Roman Dmitry's attack by overdoing it.

By the way.

didn't attack

The cold eyes were just staring at him.

'no way.'

I found out then

Roman Dmitry was watching.

He only received his attacks defensively, but when he thought about it, he didn't show any counterattack no matter how much space he had.

No, in order to elicit his own reaction, he attacked only to the level of a proper stabbing.

Wang Wei-ryong's eyes flickered like crazy. He could not accept that the difference from himself was this large.

It is a separate matter from the truth.

I wanted to prove myself.

If the opponent is truly a legend, he wanted to prove that his efforts were not in vain.

closely.

"It will be different from now on."

expression changed.

I stepped on the Heavenly Demon Reign.

At the same time.

'The Celestial Swordsmanship.'

revealed his power.

Wow!

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

The sky shook.

There was a shock as if the sky would collapse from the explosive magic, and Wang Wei-ryong's face was dyed red because he could not handle the magic.

squish.

messed it up

Mana suppressed.

He received the powerful power of the Celestial Swordsmanship with his whole body.

"This is the Celestial Swordsmanship!"

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flash.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

It was different from before.

Every time an attack exploded, a huge magical storm raged, and Wang Wei-ryong immediately followed and attacked as if he would not allow an opportunity for the opponent.

A series of appearances were like paintings on a mural.

Because the mural depicts the appearance of falling from the sky, a streak of lightning struck Roman Dmitry from the dark sky of Wang Wei-ryong.

Wow!

Quiet rumble.

As the painting on the mural aimed at the heart by cutting off both arms, Wang Weilong's sword showed the same shape.

pod.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

The perfect fairy tale.

I fell in love with the mural.

The ancestors of the Cheonma Shintoism.

They studied the murals for many years, and their teachings were passed on to Wang Wei-ryong. He devoted his whole life to training while looking at the murals.

Even before the catastrophe broke out, people said it was meaningless, but after accepting Volkan's memory, the efforts so far have created a tremendous explosion.

Celestial Swordsmanship.

He grasped the power of heavenly demons in his hands.

As if proving that he was a heavenly demon, Wang Wei-ryong burned his own existence.

'I am the Dragon King of Heaven!'

Whew.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

magic was raging.

His face turned red as if it was about to explode, and he poured all his might as it was.

Wow!

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

Everything around was destroyed.

The magic defense was cracked with only the raging magic power, and the floor of the gymnasium cracked as if an earthquake had occurred.

This will never be able to stop it. Looking at the rising dust clouds, Wang Weilong let out a rough breath from a few feet away.

"Heh heh, heh heh."

past efforts.

It was not in vain.

If the opponent is truly a heavenly horse, he will have no choice but to acknowledge his efforts.

It was then.

"… … ?!"

in front of you.

A human form was seen.

Beyond the clouds of dust, I could see Roman Dmitry striding forward.

He looked so fine.

It was clear that one of his arms was blown away, or even S-class hunters were powerful enough to tear apart several people at the same time, but Roman Dmitry's expression was so calm.

Roman Dmitry accepted even the attack that Wang Wei-ryong did his best. His intact appearance proved the overwhelming difference from Wang Wei-ryong.

Roman Dmitry said coldly.

"That's not the Celestial Swordsmanship."

"Hey, what does that mean!"

Wang Weilong was perplexed.

It's not the Celestial Swordsmanship.

It was more embarrassing to say that he denied his own existence rather than the fact that his opponent was Cheonma.

Roman Dmitry fully understood the Dragon King and came to a conclusion about his existence.

"If you really were a descendant of the Cheonma Shinkyo, you would not have used the Cheonma Swordsmanship at the level of simply imitating your appearance. In the Celestial Swordsmanship, there is no type. Your swordsmanship that is bound by a frame proves that you are not a descendant of the Cheonma Shintokyo."

no more.

There was no reason to waste time.

Roman Dmitry created magic.

"Look. This is the Celestial Swordsmanship."

Herbivore in the second half of the Celestial Swordsmanship.

One of them is the moment when you unleash a vegetarian meal.

flash.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

The magic defense was torn apart, and the surrounding area was destroyed as it was.

dump.

Wang Wei-ryong knelt down.

He looked at the destroyed space with a bewildered face.

"… … That's the real magic sword technique."

It was completely different from the mural.

Without any similarities, neither the slashing motion nor the action to cut the sides off the heart, the just swung attack completely devastated the surrounding area.

I felt complicated. I got goosebumps at the fact that I had confirmed the real Celestial Swordsmanship, and at the same time, I questioned the meaning of my existence.

substitute himself.

what does it mean

Although he believed himself to be a descendant of the Cheonma Protestant Church, Roman Dmitry's remarks denied his existence.

Roman Dmitry said.

"The celestial sword method you used is just a shell that excludes celestial demons. It seems to have imitated the sword that I used to use, but if it had officially been followed in the life of the Cheonma Protestant Church, it would not have been used like that. royal dragon. Say the name of your ancestors. Depending on who your ancestors are, I will decide your life or death here."

already.

Wang Weilong lost his courage.

For him, who had a dream of rebuilding the Cheonma Protestant Church, remarks that deny its existence have deprived him of his will to live.

said with a blank face.

either kill yourself or save yourself.

From now on, it belonged to Roman Dmitry.

"Wang Seok-ho. I am a descendant of Wang Seok-ho. Do you remember him?"

Roman Dmitry acknowledged.

The opponent is every thousand.

It was impossible to understand this situation without the angel.

The name is Wang Seok-ho.

Roman Dmitry showed an unexpected reaction.

"You are a descendant of Wang Seok-ho. He is my friend... … ."

beyond memory.

I remembered a being.

A being who looked at himself from a distance.

A being who allowed himself to be by his side.

"I am an artist who left behind pictures of my training."

Chapter end