Chapter 538 Traces of Past Life (8)
Park Min-woo’s words and actions.
It wasn’t something I could tolerate.
Shaorong, escorted by Wang Weilong, stepped forward and grabbed the handle of the sword.
“Just give me orders. I will blow off that son of a bitch’s head right away for daring to disrespect the Emperor.”
These are not empty words.
Seeing him spewing out his murderous intent, Park Min-woo also showed a laughable expression as he aroused mana.
Qurrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.
“Beau Woongshin. Maybe I didn’t listen to the explanation enough? The moment he had an audience with His Majesty Emperor Roman Dmitry, Wang Wi-ryong would not be able to call himself emperor. And that’s it. Don’t look at me like that in front of me. Because His Majesty Emperor Roman Dmitry is the only one in this world who can look down on me.”
The atmosphere turned grim.
A situation on a whim.
The moment Shaorong pulls out the sword from the scabbard, Minwoo Park’s magic will bombard Xiaolong.
There was no doubt about victory.
Park Min-woo believed in himself, and most of all, he did not like China’s attitude of raising his nose even after stepping into the Korean Empire.
The opponent is a descendant of the Heavenly Demon Goddess. Knowing what would happen if he faced the truth, he had no reason to care about Xiao Long’s insignificant pride.
No matter what option they choose, whether they kneel or deny reality, it was absolutely necessary to organize themselves and their ranks.
exploding power.
Xiaolong’s expression hardened.
I knew that the white-clad wizard was strong, but I didn’t know that it would release such intense magic.
It was then.
“Xiaorong. Stop.”
“Your Majesty! This shouldn’t just go away.”
“Yes, you are right. However, if Roman Dmitri is really the heavenly demon, Baek Joong-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 sure.
Is it really the Heavenly Demon, Baek Joong-hyuk?
Is it possible to reverse the flow of time?
Park Min-woo’s attitude in a situation where his head was complicatedly intertwined gave him mental confidence.
It is unknown why Park Min-woo, who is called the white-clad wizard, behaves like a third-rate bully, but he is a strong man who has been famous around the world for a long time.
A bright presence in the world. It was clear that Park Min-woo’s boldness against China stemmed from his confidence in Roman Dmitri, whom he served.
I mean.
It was likely a thousand miles.
Park Min-woo’s attitude to organize the ranks rather gave Wang Wi-ryong a reason to step back.
‘Being so rude to me must mean that he believes that much.’
I suppressed my emotions.
He looked at Park Min-woo with a cold expression.
“I’ll go alone, whatever you want. However, you will have to take responsibility for your words. If Roman Dmitri has absolutely nothing to do with the Heavenly Demon God, I, Wang Wi-ryong, will never let you live.”
food.
Park Min-woo laughed.
He walked ahead and spat out words.
“Yes yes. Do X.”
* * *
Except for the trouble with Park Min-woo, nothing special happened.
Wang Wi-ryong followed Min-woo Park and soon reached the gymnasium protected by ‘magic defense’.
there.
There was Roman Dmitry.
Wang Wi-ryong swallowed dry saliva at the sight he saw over the screen.
‘Roman Dmitry!’
An existence that might be a thousand horses.
Wangwiryong raised mana.
I tried to instantly grasp the existence of the opponent, but strangely, I didn’t feel any power from Roman Dmitri. Disbelief was intense.
If you are the heavenly demon, Baek Joong-hyeok, you must unleash the power that overwhelms you.
However, with a more ordinary energy than I thought, I thought that maybe I had fallen into a trap.
It was then.
Startle.
Our eyes met.
Even though Roman Dmitri didn’t raise his mana, Wang Wi-ryong instantly got goosebumps all over his body.
‘… What is this?’
presence in front of your eyes.
It was unusual.
At the thought that he was so overwhelming that he couldn’t feel anything, his heart started beating like crazy from then on. Truly the master of the Heavenly Demon Church. It might have been the heavenly demon, Baek Joong-hyeok.
The arrogant look at oneself The arrogant attitude of telling the emperor of China to come directly. All the puzzles were proving that he was Baek Joong-hyeok, the heavenly demon.
but.
I had to check.
Proof by truly overwhelming force, not mental evidence!
said Roman Dmitry.
“Wang Wi-ryong. Raise your sword. I will directly confirm that you are not just saying that you are a descendant of the Heavenly Demon Goddess.”
“The desired sea.”
Shuk.
I drew my sword.
No more words were needed.
The moment Roman Dmitri’s eyes met once again, Wang Wi-ryong exploded his mana and rushed at it.
Qurrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.
Papa papapat.
It was fast.
Wang Wi-ryong’s footsteps left footprints on the ground, and whenever the ground caved in, it closed the distance with tremendous explosive power. It was the footwork that appeared on the mural.
Wang Wi-ryong, who named it the Heavenly Demon’s Rulership, spewed intense magic from the start as if to wipe out the opponent.
Quaang!
Kwak Kwa Kwa Kwa Kwam!
Sword and sword clashed.
Roman Dmitri pulled out his sword, and Wang Wi-ryong, anticipating the opponent’s reaction, launched a follow-up attack.
‘It ends at once.’
Quaang!
hit the head
When Wang Wi-ryong stepped on the step, he instantly dug into the side, and the mana spewing out like an active volcano from his footsteps gave more destructive power than the previous attack.
He fired it at Roman Dmitri as it was. When an intense explosion occurred and blocked it again, Wang Wei-ryong turned and drove madly.
Kwak Kwah Kwak Kwak!
It was overwhelming.
Wang Weilong.
The best sword in the world that people say.
There are many S-class swordsmen in the world, but all of them acknowledged that Wang Wi-ryong was a being on a different level. That’s why we were able to unify China.
The teachings of the murals led him to a completely new world, and Volkan’s memories perfected him to be reborn as a heavenly demon.
Murim’s descendants.
It was his root.
In fact, if the memory of the successor simply decided everything, beings like Samuel, who inherited Chris’ memories, would have been superior to the dragon king.
But the truth was otherwise. The same memory was expressed differently depending on the person who inherited it. Because he was a descendant of Murim, Wang Wiryong could finally be completed.
Flash.
Qurrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr
The magic rushed.
Wang Wei-ryong’s attack to the point of blinding him overwhelmed all directions.
I believed in myself.
I believe in the efforts of the past.
Whether the opponent is the Heavenly Demon or not.
You won’t be able to block your attacks.
I thought so.
pod.
attack just now.
Wang Weilong’s arm bounced off.
It was a moment that revealed a loophole, and Wang Wi-ryong tried to defend against Roman Dmitri’s attack even while overdoing it.
however.
did not attack
The cold gaze was only looking at himself.
‘no way.’
Only then did I know
Roman Dmitri was watching.
If you think about it, he did not show a counterattack no matter how much gaps were created.
No, he attacked only to the level of stabbing properly to elicit his own reaction.
Wang Wei-ryong’s eyes shook like crazy. I couldn’t accept that the difference between me and myself was this big.
This is a separate issue 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.”
His expression changed.
Stepped on the reign of the Heavenly Demon.
at the same time.
‘The Heavenly Demon Sword.’
revealed their strength.
* * *
Quaang!
Kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwak!
The sky was agitated.
The sky seemed to collapse at the explosive magic power, and Wang Wi-ryong’s face was stained red because he couldn’t handle the magic power.
Kwap.
gritted it
I suppressed my mana.
He accepted the mighty power of the Heavenly Demon Sword with his whole body.
“This is the Heavenly Demon Sword!”
Flash.
Kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwak!
It was different from before.
Every time the attack exploded, a tremendous storm of magical power raged, and Wang Wi-ryong immediately followed and attacked as if he would not allow the opponent a gap.
The series of appearances was like a painting on a mural.
Because the mural expressed the appearance of being plunged from the sky, Wang Wi-ryong’s black sword struck Roman Dmitri with a single bolt of lightning.
Quaang!
Qurrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.
As the painting on the mural cut off both arms and aimed at the heart, Wang Wi-ryong’s sword showed the same shape.
pod.
Kwak Kwa Kwa Kwa Kwam!
perfect fairy tale.
fell in love with the mural
The ancestors of the Heavenly Demon Church.
They studied mural painting for a long time, and the teachings were completely passed on to Wang Wi-ryong. He spent his entire life immersed in training while looking at murals.
Even before the cataclysm broke out, people said it was meaningless, but after accepting Volkan’s memories, the efforts so far generated tremendous explosive power.
Heavenly Demon Sword.
I grabbed the power of the Heavenly Demon in my hand.
As if proving that he was a heavenly demon, Wang Wi-ryong burned his existence.
‘I am the King of Heaven!’
wheein.
Kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwak!
Magic power surged.
His face turned red as if it was going to burst at any moment, and he continued to attack with all his might.
Quaang!
Kwak Kwa Kwa Kwam!
Kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwak!
Everything around was destroyed.
Only the turbulent mana created cracks in the magic defense, and the floor of the gymnasium cracked apart as if an earthquake had occurred.
You will never be able to stop this. Looking at the thick clouds of dust, Wang Wi-ryong let out a rough breath from a few feet away.
“Hee hee hee hee.”
effort in the past.
It wasn’t in vain.
If the opponent was the Heavenly Demon, he would have no choice but to acknowledge his efforts.
It was then.
“… ?!”
in front of your eyes.
A human form was visible.
Through the clouds of dust, I could see Roman Dmitri striding forward.
It looked so perfectly fine.
Even though it was a powerful attack enough to tear apart several S-rank hunters at the same time, Roman Dmitri’s expression was so calm.
Even Wang Wi-ryong’s full-strength attack was accepted by Roman Dmitri. His flawless appearance proved the overwhelming difference between him and Wang Wi-ryong.
Roman Dmitry said coldly.
“That is not the Heavenly Demon Sword.”
“What are you talking about!”
Wang Weilong was taken aback.
Isn’t it the Heavenly Demon Sword?
It was more embarrassing to say that he denied his own existence than the fact that his opponent was a heavenly demon.
Roman Dmitry has fully grasped the Wangwiyong and concluded about his existence.
“If you were truly a descendant of the Heavenly Demon, you wouldn’t have used the Heavenly Demon Swordsmanship to simply imitate your appearance. The Heavenly Demon Sword does not have an older brother. Your swordsmanship, which is bound by a mold, proves that you are not a descendant of the Heavenly Demon Goddess.”
no more
There was no reason to waste time.
Roman Dmitry worked his magic.
“Look. This is the Heavenly Demon Sword.”
Herbivore in the second half of the Heavenly Demon Sword.
Among them, the moment when the first ceremony was held.
Flash.
Kwak Kwa Kwak!
Kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwak!
The magic defense was torn apart and the surrounding area was annihilated as it was.
* * *
Fluff.
Wang Weilong knelt down.
I looked at the destroyed space with a bewildered face.
“… That’s the true Heavenly Demon sword.”
It was completely different from the mural.
The action of slashing down, cutting the sides, and aiming for the heart did not have any similarity, and the attack completely devastated the surrounding area.
I had mixed emotions. I got goosebumps at the fact that I had confirmed the real Heavenly Demon Sword, and at the same time I questioned the meaning of my existence.
substitute himself.
What do you mean?
He believed himself to be a descendant of the Heavenly Demon God, but Roman Dmitri’s remarks denied his very existence.
said Roman Dmitry.
“The Heavenly Demon Sword Technique you used is just a shell without the Heavenly Demon Sacred Art. It seems to have imitated the sword I used to use, but if it had been formally inherited from the Heavenly Demons, I wouldn’t have used it like that. Wang Weilong. name your ancestors Depending on who your ancestors are, I will decide your life or death here.”
already.
Wang Wi-ryong lost his fighting spirit.
To him, who had a dream of rebuilding the Cheonma Shinkyo, the statement denying its existence itself deprived him of the will to live.
said with a blank face.
either kill yourself or save yourself.
From now on, it was up to Roman Dmitri.
“Wang Seok-ho. I am a descendant of Seokho Wang. Do you remember him?”
Recognized Roman Dmitry.
Opponent every thousand.
Other than the Heavenly Demon, this situation could not be understood.
His name is Seok-ho Wang.
Roman Dmitry showed an unexpected reaction.
“You are a descendant of Wang Seok-ho. He is my close friend… .”
beyond memory.
reminded me of a being.
A being who looked at himself from a distance.
A being who allowed himself to be by his side.
“He is an artist who left pictures of me training.”
