Return of the Mad Demon Chapter 246

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Episode 246 I need time to adjust to the dark.

Am I weird?

I felt more guilty about killing a wolf that had been tamed by humans than killing the hunter who had forcibly tamed the wolf.

If I think like this, do I become an enemy of humanity?

Without being able to come to a conclusion about his thoughts, he cut off the swords of various merchants, cut off the arm of a hunter, and burned the faces of the ronin with a jangjang wrapped around a hundred swords. Since the number of enemies was much greater, it was bothersome to defend, so I moved only on the attack, unconsciously remembering the tricks of the sword and double sword.

Of course, my wooden sword is light.

But it’s okay because my attack is not light.

At that moment, someone’s severed arm flew to the side and blood poured out on my face.

This is why it’s so hard to fight.

With my face covered in blood, I killed the Taoist again, chased after the sword-wielding hunter, and cut off his head. In an instant, the smell of blood assaulted my nose. As martial arts skills have improved overall, have the five senses also become more sensitive? The smell of blood mixed with the body odor of a hunter who had not washed for a long time was disgusting today.

The smell of blood made me uncomfortable, so I put away the wooden sword and wrapped my hands around it again.

widely!

As soon as I caught the whip that flew in front of me, I pulled it while injecting a hundred battle ten-dan ball. Even then, I felt like I knew what the whip was for.

It must be the whip that used to beat up the wolves, right?

The man, who was screaming because he was overcome by cerebral energy, had already passed out when he arrived in front of me. I took the dead guy’s whip, injected it with brain energy, and then went around beating up whoever I could.

This was more efficient. I kicked the wolves as much as possible and beat the wolf trainers to death with a whip. It’s good because the brain power is like this. This is because even if you hit your leg, the brain energy is transmitted, and even if someone strikes you with a knife, the brain energy is transmitted intact.

There were people who went into convulsions due to brain energy just by brushing against them, and they were often cut by the demon’s sword and died instantly. Only then did I look around at the situation and see that I was in a state of slaughter in combination with the Demon Demon, and the Sword Demon was running rampant with the Color Demon.

A situation where Noegi and a swordsman are combined, and an ice ball and a swordsman are combined.

This plus this combination is killer.

When the color demon spreads the ice ball and dug deep, the sword demon followed without fail and swung the sword of light and cut off the head.

The Sword Demon is a ruthless man to begin with. When the fight started, most of them were moving around killing people instantly with one sword, but somehow it seemed like they already knew the tricks of using single swords and double swords to some extent. Later, if I conveyed the secrets of single sword and double sword, it would add enough confidence to work on the sword technique that had been completed to the point of saving.

Wouldn’t that be enough for a non-level role? If you think about it, the white-robed student is really not an ordinary human being.

The demon shouted at me.

“What are you looking at!”

I looked around while holding on to the whip of the brain energy that had been injected with ten battles and ten steps, and spoke with my inner energy.

“Kneel down, creatures of Juksan Mountain.”

No one listened to me.

At that moment, a Taoist monk leapt into the air and flew toward me with his sword out. While my offer to surrender was ignored, I unconsciously activated my self-awareness. Only after swinging it did I realize that what was wrapped around the whip was purple.

A dull thudding sound erupted in the air, and the Taoist monk who had been hit by the self-infused whip was scattered in all directions while floating in the air.

Phew!

The result was completely different from hitting with a whip infused with Baekjeon Ten Dangong.

As blood and flesh flew out like an explosion in an instant, the ronin around them screamed, covered in a shower of flesh and blood.

“It’s said that you only come to your senses after dealing with those idiots.”

The screams sounded like a scream full of regret that they had come to the wrong battlefield.

From this point on, the number of people running away began to increase one by one, and they behaved like typical defeated soldiers. The Taoist monk grabbed the hunter next to him and sent him forward instead, and the Ronin watched him and then retreated. However, the Taoists cut off the heads of the Ronin who tried to run away and encouraged them to fight until the end.

‘Hey, they are toxic people.’

Anyway, the Taoists didn’t seem to have any intention of backing down. This means that the fear and trust in Murungja are greater than the fear shown by the four major evildoers.

I wiped the blood from my eyes and looked at the Taoist monk.

“Why are you dying and Mu Lung-ja not coming? “I guess it’s not Western evil for nothing.”

As soon as I saw the guy trying to run away, I closed the distance with a light attack, then grabbed him by the head and fired a 100-point attack. Perhaps because his level had risen, his screams were short.

Hunters were the first to be exterminated. The ronin, a class of petty people, are scattered and no one remains. Some ronin fought against the Taoist monks and then slowly retreated.

This is a situation where only the Taoists are still looking at us with the will to fight.

The demon asked me while I was still.

“What are you doing? “What did you find?”

I was looking around at the confronting Taoists. The monks were all out of breath and glaring at me, but in any case, they were powerful people who could easily be called the Juksan Sect.

As I looked at the Taoist monks, I noticed that the two of them were not breathing heavily.

“Which of the two is the ambassador?”

“….”

I asked the man who was looking at me with unusual hatred.

“You’re a ventriloquist, right? Did you think I wouldn’t notice if I kept my mouth shut? “The look in this guy’s eyes is a sinister act of ventriloquism.”

At this time, a clear voice rang out.

“Is it because the Lord Mun stopped the fight to resolve the issue between the leaders?”

I looked at the four evils and the surroundings with a puzzled expression.

“Where is this bullshit coming from?”

It’s not ventriloquism.

It was the first time I heard the voice, but it did not have Sima Oedo’s tone and the pronunciation was strange. I looked around and looked up at the tree.

“Tell me face to face.”

A tree some distance away swayed, and a young monk wearing robes landed lightly in the air.

Actually, I am a man who never gets surprised, but as soon as I saw the monk in front of me, I was at a loss for words.

“….”

So, in front of me was a monk of miscellaneous esoteric Buddhism, wearing the same attire as the monk. He was wearing a yellow robe and a shabby gray monk’s robe underneath. How could I not recognize this outfit?

Moreover, I was able to guess the identity of the young monk as soon as I saw him.

So, this person is a priest of Gwangseung who traveled around the central plains before Gwangseung. According to Gwangseung’s expression, he was a genius in martial arts and was a monk who walked the path of a martial monk, that is, a monk who came out of miscellaneous esoteric Buddhism and wandered around various places. However, when I saw him in person, I felt that he was intelligent, as if he would succeed as a scholar rather than a monk.

To summarize, it is like this.

This is an incident that happened in his past life when Gwangseung went to the central plains in anger because this monk was killed by someone.

The priest of Gwangseung looked at me and said.

“If I take you to where Murungja is, won’t the leaders compete against each other and kill each other unnecessarily?”

I spontaneously let out a sigh. Although he is an uneducated genius, I heard that he is extremely stubborn.

‘Damn it…’

Just looking at it made me feel like I was praying for its stubbornness.

First, I nodded.

“Guide me.”

The man who I assumed was an ambassador opened his mouth.

“Who are you to meddle in other people’s business?”

The monk answered.

“If the fight continues, everyone here will be killed by Munju and his group. Wouldn’t you say so? I know this because I fought, but the martial artists of Juksan are not people who can handle it. If you are afraid of Master’s reprimand, avoid it for a while. “You four, please follow me.”

Although they only exchanged a few words, everyone must have noticed that the unidentified young monk was very stubborn. This monk was the type of person who expected a lot from the goodness of humans.

Is this why I was bullied by someone?

This is because powerful people are never as innocent as this monk.

The Sword Demon asked the monk.

“Where did you come from, monk? “It’s my first time seeing this outfit.”

“I’m from the chief.”

“Cheonchuk? esoteric Buddhism?”

“I am an ordinary monk.”

The devil answered.

“no. “You don’t look normal at all.”

I spoke to the ambassador and the ventriloquist.

“This is your only chance to live. If you block, you die, if you stay still, you live. “What do you want to do?”

The priest of Gwangseung intervened again.

“Lord Moon, please do not kill any more. “You have already killed many people.”

I immediately shouted at the monk.

“Shut up!”

“….”

When I think about it, this monk is my private friend who faces death in Gangho.

Somehow, I think I know roughly how this monk died. He is a man who believes in what people say. This may be because the foundation of that belief is the belief that humans can be guided. However, humans are not species that can be changed so easily.

If that were the case, I wouldn’t be on a trip like this. If guidance was that easy, it would have been okay to have a drink at Baek Eung-ji.

The monk spoke to me with a calm face.

“If Lord Wen really wants to kill you, I won’t tell you the location of Mureungja.”

I nodded.

“What a frustrating monk. doesn’t care. Instead, everyone here will be killed by us.”

A man who was a private student in his previous life said.

“I’m not telling you to kill Murungja. I will help you if you take me to the Murim League and ask for my sins. I also occasionally heard rumors about Moonju. “I’m sure you can do that, right?”

Hey, my previous life, Sasuk, has already heard about me?

An absurd and bewildering situation followed, but I came to my senses.

The priest of Gwangseung is a person who ultimately dies in this heartless river. If you are drawn to this person, it will be no different from your previous life. This is because it was obvious that Gwangseung would appear in Gangho as soon as he learned of the priest’s death.

Gwangseung arriving at Gangho after hearing of the priest’s death and Gwangseung arriving at Gangho with the priest alive and well have completely different results.

Regardless of my fate, there is no need for the Priest of Light to face death.

I said while looking at the monk.

“I will transport you to the Murim Alliance, so guide me first.”

Sasuk, who was frustrated, looked at me and smiled slightly.

“Lord Moon, you lie so naturally.”

“Did you get caught? But what’s frustrating is that the bald guy is more frustrated. “You’re probably going to pass away because you’re frustrated.”

“I’m not bald, I just have a shaved head.”

I looked at Sasuk blankly.

‘It’s fun to make fun of Sa-sook again. check.’

At this time, the Sword Demon spoke in a calm tone.

“There is no need to go looking for it.”

“….”

We followed the Sword Demon’s gaze and looked at the old men coming up the hill. After all, they were four unusual old people, but their moods were all different. I even got the feeling that the old Four Great Wickeds, who were spending their time in Simsan Yugok, and the young Four Great Wickeds were meeting each other.

I looked at the monk’s prayer for a moment.

We already know that he is an uneducated genius. His skills seemed incredibly superior for his age, but it was questionable whether the monk could handle these old men on his own.

Only then did the surviving Taoist monks’ complexions brighten and join the old men.

“Master.”

The old man in the center opened his mouth.

“I was a little late because I gathered some allies and came here unexpectedly because the former Master of the Demonic Cult was there. As expected, he killed many of his disciples.”

This old man seemed to be a martial artist. I was horrified to see that Wu Lungzi was much older than I remembered.

‘That’s strange. Did you learn the art of magic while eating peaches?’

I asked Murungja in a polite tone.

“Are you the Murungja, who are called Seoak and are so good at eating peaches?”

Murungja looked at me and smiled, clearly showing his crooked teeth.

“okay. Your junior must be Hao Wenju, who has become famous recently, right? I also heard a rumor that you are dating Lim So-baek. He is a very abominable leader. “I sent my young junior to death and am now enjoying a good life in the Murim Alliance.”

“I will add the charge of insulting the leader.”

“Is there such a thing?”

“I made it.”

I spoke to Sasuk, who was standing awkwardly.

“The bald one should come this way. There are people over there who can’t communicate. come fast. “What are you staring at so blankly?”

Sa-suk approached with a puzzled expression and stood nearby.

“Lord Moon, I am not bald.”

“Then what do you call me?”

“Please feel free to call me Dong-su (童壽).”

I held back laughter to myself. Dong (童) has the meaning of child, but is also sometimes used to mean baldness.

If I paraphrase it in my own way, the name Dongsu contains the meaning of ‘the life of a bald man.’ Anyway, even considering the fact that it was a bit frustrating because it was my residence, the bald man’s life had to be saved.

I lightly grabbed Sasuk’s shoulder.

“nice to meet. “Dongsu.”

Bald Sasuk looked at me blankly.

“Lord Moon, I think I’m a little older…”

“What should I do?”

“yes.”

As far as I know, Dongsu Sasook has a different name. The name was difficult and I had heard it once or twice before forgetting it. I grabbed the bald Sasuk and sent him behind me.

I opened my mouth from a position of protecting the private residence.

“Dongsu.”

“Yes, Lord Moon.”

“Let’s watch how the crazy people fight in Gangho.”

I stood side by side with the four great evildoers and kept an eye on the old men, including Wu Lingzi. Bald Sa-suk, who has a somewhat naive and naive side, needs to face the darkness of the world.

When a fight breaks out…

the four major evildoers are heartless men like me anyway.

In my past life, I temporarily protected Sa-suk, who was about to die somewhere, with the black shadows of the four great evildoers. This is because we need time to adapt to the light, and Sa-suk needs time to adapt to the darkness.

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Return of the Mad Demon

Return of the Mad Demon

The Return of The Crazy Demon
Score 9.4
Status: Ongoing Type: Author: , Released: 2020 Native Language: Korean
Yi Zaha. The crazy demon crazy for martial arts. While he was running away after stealing the heavenly pearl of the Demon Cult Leader, he fell off a cliff. After thinking that everything was over, he opened his eyes to see that he had returned back to when he was a waiter… And he is being beat up for something that he didn’t do. The crazy demon who returned to the beginning of his days as a waiter! Will he go crazy again, or will he drive his enemies crazy?

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