Episode 595:
A red line is drawn on Yeo Ha-ryun’s neck.
The blood drop-like eyes widened for a moment and quickly lost their shine.
‘…why?’
Yeo Ha-ryun’s eyes ask this question.
Suddenly,
Jin Cheon-hee looked.
Yeo Ha-ryun’s head being cut off.
There was a loud noise like an iceberg collapsing.
The neck, as vivid as if alive, falls in front of Jin Cheon-hee.
and.
Surprise!
A red line is also drawn on Jin Cheon-hee’s neck.
The lines were rough and flowing, like the brushstrokes of an impressionist painter.
“Kuk keuk keuk.”
Blood pours down my neck.
“This is so… It would be difficult if both of you died here, but there is nothing we can do. From the looks of it, it’s already exceeded my expectations.”
I can’t hear my voice well.
I have no strength in my limbs.
Jin Cheon-hee sits down, hugging her bleeding neck.
“Cheonheeyaaa!”
Gongsunyoung dies.
“This kind of blood missionary leader is so out of line…!”
Tsugagagad!
Prince Hanbing’s limbs were cut off.
The tree feels like the apples have fallen from the orchard.
The saint died without even having time to pray.
Jin Cheon-hee looked. Everything turns into a handful of blood with just the gesture of the blood missionary.
It was like the conductor of an orchestra.
Everyone flows to death by his hands.
Jin Cheon-hee’s body eventually collapses.
Fluttering –
bright red blood seeps into the white snow and continues to seep.
Jin Cheon-hee’s vision was filled with Yeo Ha-ryun’s severed head.
Did you come all the way back just to see this blood?
‘why? Why is he the main character…?’
Isn’t the protagonist the one who always survives until the end?
Even if he is not the strongest right now, he is an entity that defeats all the enemies he encounters one by one.
A being who must survive until the end of the novel and rule the world.
‘Ha-ryun. The world was clearly revolving around you, but why…?’
I feel the light fading from my blood-red eyes.
I try to raise my voice.
“Fuck-fuck-bitch-”
Only the sound of blood boiling comes out of the half-cut neck.
Jin Cheon-hee feels like she is drowning in her own blood and tries hard to make a sound.
Only tears seep through.
“Hoo, are you still alive? but. “At that moment, how many people were able to avoid my blow by at least half a step?”
In Jin Cheon-hee’s field of vision, the blood missionary leader is visible.
“Haha, if you ask me to save you, I will save you. “What do you want to do?”
He laughs like a child seeing ants.
‘I’d rather kill you.’
The Blood Missionary Lord sees what Jin Cheon-hee’s eyes say.
“Then I will spare your life and give you the world. “I will make you emperor.”
‘Just kill me.’
Is it blood or tears?
Something filling my eyes flows down.
My vision is watery.
In response to the obvious rejection, the leader of the blood mission said, ‘This is not an easy opponent. So how about this? What makes blood vessels? What promises immortality?
An ordinary person could list out conditions that would be tempting, but Jin Cheon-hee only wanted death.
Soon, the leader of the blood mission grinned.
“okay. “I liked you.”
He picked up Yeo Ha-ryun’s severed head.
At that moment, Jin Cheonhee’s eyes widen.
“Kkeuk…. Kkeuk–!”
Put it down. Damn you bastard. Put my brother down!
As he carefully examines the severed head, he reads the deep agitation within Jin Cheon-hee.
Even the dead body became a wound and became an obsession, which made even the world’s best doctor unable to control his emotions.
“Shall I save your life? “You have already seen that we can revive the dead.”
But even so.
‘Just kill me.’
“Off–!”
Every time I try to lower my voice, blood wells up from the wound under my neck.
Even if you block it with internal attack, that’s it.
Just being able to pierce a vital point and avoid immediate death was an incredible achievement.
But that’s it.
A person dies if his or her throat is pierced.
Because that is the law of heaven.
“great. I salute you for being upright even under these circumstances. “It’s been a while since I’ve seen you show such stubbornness that you avoided my attack by at least half a step.”
Clack-
He takes off his mask as if he were being generous.
At that moment, Jin Cheonhee’s eyes widen.
It wasn’t because the man’s face was handsome or extremely ugly.
Would it have been different if it had a half-human, half-animal face like Yongrinin?
But it was stuck somewhere in my memory.
The face that forcibly grabbed your hand at that difficult and painful moment.
■■ Senior…?
“Keuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!”
Goosebumps slowly appeared down my dying spine.
Can humans really change into anything?
If Sima Xuan’s evil deeds can be prevented with just one good deed, then is the reverse also possible?
I know those features.
A face I’ve missed for a long time. That face that I resigned myself to never seeing again.
He was looking down at him and smiling endlessly.
Jin Cheon-hee sees hell.
Why is Senpai ■■ here?
“Kruk-kruk–”
Is it by chance that they have the same face?
or not.
It was strange. ■■ I don’t remember my senior’s name.
I’ve been on a long journey since leaving this world, and I’ve even forgotten that I’ve forgotten my senior’s name.
I just remembered him as my hometown.
Why have I never once thought of the name?
‘Is this a punishment for jokingly shouting at other lawmakers who will be working together to leave together?’
It was so absurd that I just laughed.
Jin Cheon-hee feels like she is drowning in her own blood at the end of winter.
The ground pulled.
Was gravity this heavy?
death.
End of winter.
I don’t know what’s at the end, but I realize that the work here is over.
End of winter.
Blood erodes onto the snowy field.
Did the prophecy come true? is not it?
I couldn’t understand it, but there was no way to check what was at the end.
Death comes as drowsiness.
Ha-Ryun. Strange.
The world would have been made for you.
The Supreme Heavenly Demon… should exist for you…
but why on earth is your neck looking at me?
It must be a coincidence that the head of the Blood Mission has the same face as my senior.
The way they speak is completely different.
Among all those countless people, he must be the one with the same face.
I tried to understand death somehow, but my vision was filled with water.
The five-reading snake prophesied.
-Assemblyman I die at the hands of the one who manipulated fate at the end of winter.
Frozen land.
Tears flowed from Jin Cheonhee’s eyes.
Did the prophecy come true? Or…
we don’t know.
The tears that had been melting the snow could not overcome the winter and froze.
Finally, the snow that had melted due to body heat piled up on my shoulders.
It’s winter. It’s time to sleep now.
The season when small seeds and small bugs curl up under the ground.
No matter how strong he became, in the end, Jin Cheon-hee was no different from an insect to them.
Just when I was about to close my eyes and give up everything.
‘I don’t want to die.’
Suddenly, humans crawl towards their instincts.
It was like the last struggle of my life.
“Kkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk–”
The more I struggle, the more blood leaks out.
I want to live.
I didn’t want to fall asleep like this.
As the coldness of winter began to fade away, I knew that death was approaching.
But the lawmaker struggles.
Even if life is hell.
Even if spring never comes again in the endless winter.
I was struggling because I didn’t want to disappear into this cold.
Suddenly I had a feeling.
My eyes are hot.
“Ugh…”
A sharp pain began to overwhelm me, as if a bundle of nerves had been set on fire.
“Kkkkkkkkkkk!”
Jin Cheon-hee struggled like an insect, clutching her neck, unable to even scream.
Every time the doctor moved, the white snow that had piled up mixed with blood and turned into slush.
What if it’s ugly? If this pain is the price of life.
-Bokhui’s descendants often develop abilities and rise to the next level during war. As a result, even if an incompetent person is put in the middle of a war, his or her true abilities can be revealed.
-Are you okay?
Battle of the Sukshin tribe. This is something Eunwangya asked several times as if it was strange.
Jin Tianxi had already experienced countless wars in Jianghu.
At least, if war is a place where people die and kill, he has experienced it more than any other royal family.
-Jim knows a half-brother who has the ability to ‘never grow’. Well, since I have so many younger brothers, it would be difficult to call him my younger brother. Anyway, he and I are definitely related by blood.
I feel Fuxi’s blood.
I was waking up with my nerves fried in excruciating pain.
In the midst of this, Jin Cheon-hee looks into Yeo Ha-ryun’s eyes.
Does death dwell in eyes where the light has gone out?
Even at this moment, Seolwon sucked Jin Cheonhee’s blood.
It spreads, melts, and freezes again.
Jin Cheon-hee looks into the eyes.
Falling snow covers the body.
And it also falls on the back of your hand.
As the pain accelerates, I feel my eyes falling more and more slowly.
Hyeonwonjeondanshingong.
The extreme spirit of martial arts aroused the last of the lawmakers and frayed their nerves even more.
And finally, my eyes stop in mid-air.
In a frozen and fixed time, Fuxi’s blood finally awakens.
A voice rang out.
A voice that resembles Eungryong’s but is completely different.
-Time and space. Which one?
The blood of the body germinates.
Just like a fish learning how to swim, I naturally learned how to use this ability without anyone teaching me.
I vaguely know that no matter what I choose, the price will be harsh.
then.
Jin Cheon-hee breathed his last breath before he died.
The end of life spreads white over the winter.
I see the sky.
The clouds were like this snowy field covered by a thousand ice mountains.
‘Do things like gods and bloodlines exist up there?’
What are they thinking when they see this scene now?
‘To the sky, we may just look like insects…’
In the winter, which does not accept anything white, cold, dirty, or alive.
The last breath touched the snowy field.
“Kreuk-”
If you can roll through the mud.
The world stopped at that moment.
The snow that had hit the ground began to rise upwards toward the sky.
