The Return of The Crazy Demon Chapter 189

“Your friend's behavior is so odd.”

Pervert Demon retorts,

“He isn't my friend.”

To which the guy nods.

“It is going to be hard to get away from Butcher.”

“So?”

“Since you are the disciple of Sword Demon, you must be skilled. Even if you survive here without dying, you too cannot handle that guy there. Be it you, or your master, or the crazy bastard there, everyone will die. Why don't you just concede to the Cult now huh? There is a difference between begging to be saved and being invited in advance by me to enter the Cult. If you are invited by me, your skills will not determine how you will get checked and treated.”

Pervert Demon looks up at the man.

“Isn't this the battle for succession going smoothly? Why don't you figure out your position and step back early? According to master, the only thing that makes you better than others is how brutal you are. They say your martial arts isn't good, you aren't smart either. Even your subordinates are weak. Bowing your head to my master in advance and serving as his attendant is something which suits you. Young lord.”

The guy tells his subordinates,

“Kill him. We can decorate using his body like what the Butcher does.”

Pervert Demon remembers the conversation he had with Low-Down Sect Leader.

'How many people can you hit with ice arts?'

Pervert Demon's answer is the same as he said before.

“… 50- 60.”

Young lord narrows his eyes.

“What? What did you say?”

“I am talking to myself.”

The guest house wasn't wide. The young lord only had 10 subordinates.

On this floor, in front and on the left, his men gathered around.

Pervert Demon mumbles lightly covering his nose and mouth with the back of his hand.

“Moonlight Twinkle.”

In an instant, cold white air escapes from his body and spreads outwards in every direction.

Jkkkkkk!

Three warriors block the Moonlight Twinkle and get pushed back towards the back of the place. And all of the servants of the young lord who had defended with their swords immediately froze.

Pervert Demon sighs because he is dissatisfied with the coldness of this attack, which he had used in combat for the first time. A stream of white vapor escaped from his mouth.

After ripping out a bottle frozen to a table, he begins to smash the heads of the frozen ones, one after the other.

Puak!

There was only a single sound that could be heard, devoid of anyone's screams. After beating down the subordinates with a frozen bottle, as he goes up to the second floor, he says,

“Son of Cult Leader, where are you? Let us fight.”

Pervert Demon arrives at the upper floor and approaches the highly skilled subordinates of the young lord. It wasn't easy to determine whether his attack was too weak or if his subordinates were that skilled. Anyway, these people were struggling to keep their blood points open.

Even there, Pervert Demon beats and kills those who are unable to move again with his frozen bottle.

He suddenly sees that the wall ahead was broken. Pervert Demon sticks his head out to scan the area. It was silent.

“… young lord are you running away? There is no way the Cult Leader's son would be afraid of the Sword Demon's disciple.”

Pervert Demon jumps down the place and watches the darkness. The voice of the young lord is what breaks the silence.

“Butcher! This side!”

Pervert Demon looks around.

“… Hmm.”

Silence. A sound of shock escapes from the mouth of the young lord.

“What…!”

As if he changed direction, a loud noise followed by the sound of two people fighting in the dark could be heard. However, it sounded like one person was pursuing the other. Shortly after, the sounds of weapons clashing could be heard.

Pervert Demon overhears the fight like a cat.

'This bastard isn't someone who will be beaten that easily.'

On purpose he approaches without a sound and then watches the two face each other in the moonlight.

Of course, the young lord has a sword in hand. Low-Down Sect Leader appears out of nowhere and has a blade in his hand.

Pervert Demon watches them fight with concentrated eyes. Demonic Cult Leader's son and Low-Down Sect Leader.

It wasn't known who had better internal qi but it was obvious who had better skills handling a sword.

Actually, the scene of the two young men fighting so fiercely was actually so absurd. It was because one of them was the son of the Cult Leader. And the other guy was the same age as Pervert Demon so he knew that this guy couldn't be compared to the son of Cult Leader.

Now he knew that Low-Down Sect Leader was strong.

At a glance, Low-Down Sect Leader seems faster too.

Since he is using a short butchering blade, their clashing weapons were causing sparks to fly. Both of them have excellent movement, so they move away from each other in an instant and immediately close in on one another.

Pervert Demon smiles while watching.

'Ehh, it is fun to watch the fights. To get the result do they have to fight more?'

At this moment, he hears an unhappy laugh which sounds like metal screeching from Sect Leader's mouth.

“Uhahahahaha….”

Pervert Demon looks at his arm. At that moment, he couldn't help but think that Low Down Sect Leader's voice sounded similar to Baekga, and he could feel goosebumps rise as a result.

And he continues to look at the man with a strange expression.

'He is trying mimicry in the middle of a fight?'

How was he even unfolding this technique of blade so smoothly? It was so unique that he had never seen a similar technique in any other Sect. It was because it was a strategy which completely sacrificed defense to shower on an onslaught of attacks. Somehow, it was also a technique that suited the blade.

When an unknown suspicion begins to rise, Low-Down Sect Leader speaks.

“Young lord, you are quite good.”

But the opponent who is fighting with all his might didn't have energy to respond. Instead, Low-Down Sect Leader continues.

“Low-Down Sect Leader is fighting quite well too.”

“I ripped the skin off his face and put it on a mask. I stole his clothes and sword too. You were completely fooled.”

Although his voice was similar to that of Baekga, Pervert Demon sneers.

'That is a lie which won't work anywhere….'

However, Pervert Demon thoughts become halted. It was because the expression of the young lord was extremely serious and Low-Down Sect Leader was shouting.

“Around a thousand ones… thousand? One thousand!”

Every time he screamed; his blade would fall swiftly.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

A simple attack and yet his speed was so great that the young lord had no choice but to defend.

Low Down Sect Leader continued to attack and said,

“Because of guys like you I turned into a murderer. A Butcher. Every time you pay money, people end up dead. You idiots are no different from my master, you are all the same. People who kill for money! There is no difference between the Demonic Cult and my master. I will kill you. For revenge.”

Young lord was forced to be on the defense. As he sticks back his sword into defensive technique he urgently says,

“Seriously, senior….”

Young lord moves his body and soon after the blade flies and hits his knee while he moves back. With a loud Puak- sound, his blood flowed.

Pervert Demon who was watching this, covers his mouth with his hand.

'Creepy as hell… it actually happened.'

Low Down Sect Leader, who narrows the distance in an instant, kicks the face of the young lord, who was trying to regain his balance, and throws him back.

Puak!

Low-Down Sect Leader shakes his shoulders and smiles. Then he approaches the young lord who was down on the ground.

“Young lord, it is me.”

“Senior?”

“It is me. I am saying it is me. It is me.”

Low Down Sect Leader giggles and stomps on the guy's face with his foot.

Kwaaaang!

The guy manages to roll to the side, hit the ground with his right hand and jumps to his feet. Low Down Sect Leader, who had approached the guy again, hits him in the crotch.

Young lord looks like he is about to faint.

Low-Down Sect Leader ends the fight in the most bizarre manner as he says,

“Did you poop?”

Pervert demon sighs.

“Creepy…”

Of course, he did.

As soon as he confirms the Low-Down Sect Leader's words, which he couldn't understand, the tension falls. Even Pervert Demon was doubting that the Butcher actually survived. The similar voice and unfamiliar look of the bizarre blade being used made him feel anxious.

Pervert Demon makes eye contact with Low-Down Sect Leader and flinches.

“… a surprise. You crazy bastard. Do not stare. I have never seen a mad one like you. What happened to your opponent?”

He looks down at the young lord and says,

“What do you think happened? He was butchered. It took time to bury him.”

Low-Down Sect Leader says to young lord,

“Third young lord.”

“I sent the Butcher to the hell of hunger. Why do you think so? He, who usually kills poor people and eats their flesh, is probably waiting to be locked up in hell and not some other place. What do you think? I am serious now. He must have gone to the hungry ghost's hell, right?”

“One, two, three.”

When the guy doesn't respond, Low-Down Sect Leader reaches out to hit him. And three or four teeth actually fall out.

Pervert Demon watches and sighs.

“Now now, Sect Leader. Did you forget what master said? What we kill and what we don't have to kill, the results being different depending on our actions. Let's take him to master. It isn't too late now. It would be odd if something terrible happened here.”

Low-Down Sect Leader nods and says to the young lord.

“I will kill this one later, I will kill you on the spot. Those who eat human flesh will fall into hell. What do you think? Answer.”

The third young lord was on the ground drooling saliva.

“I agree. I think so too.”

“Is that so?”

“And you asked that guy to kill me? Have I ever seen such a jackass?”

Pervert Demon crosses his arms and sighs. It was impossible to stop this guy who is half-mad, so he decides to leave it alone.

Low-Down Sect Leader asks clutching the hair of third young lord,

“Did your father teach this to you?”

As he continues to hit the face of the guy, the sound of puak- puak- puak can be heard.

“You want to kill someone by giving money? Is that your way in the Cult? My patience is running thin. Answer me now.”

The poor guy who is beaten down, speaks after a long time.

“That isn't the Demonic Cult. They will be ashamed of my actions.”

Low-Down Sect Leader glares at him.

“Right? It isn't the Demonic Cult's way. It isn't right for you people who do that. It seems like the Cult Leader was busy because he didn't seem to have educated his idiotic kids.”

The guy asks, being curious.

“What is the Demonic way?”

Low-Down Sect Leader slaps him and says,

“I don't know that either you bastard. Am I a member? Why ask me? You should ask the person who is in there. Ask your Cult Leader. I am busy now, so let's stop this now.”

Pervert Demon makes eye contact with Low-Down Sect Leader and then nods as he says,

“Enough of the nonsense and let's go.”

“Confirmed.”

Pervert Demon nods and taps Low-Down Sect Leader on the shoulder.

“But how did you win over Baekga? He looked strong.”

“It is too much to say. What would you even know when you always stare at the ass of a woman?”

Pervert Demon nods.

“Confirmed.”

Pervert Demon feels odd. It felt like another secret word that only he and this man could understand.

Their secret language consisted of these phrases.

Pervert Demon, shitty face, kill you, and confirmed.

Chapter end