When he hurriedly turned his head, there was a strange figure sitting cross-legged on the sofa where he had just been sitting.
It was a foreigner with a sharp look who seemed to be in his early 30s.
Bongshik, who was afraid for a while because he thought he was a sword ghost, soon regained his composure.
“Are you a thief? The liver is also big. You didn’t know that this was the sweet home of Korea’s hero, S-class hunter Steve Choi, did you come?”
sigh.
“Конечно (of course).”
‘Russian?’
The man raised both hands, showing white teeth.
match!
Paperweight! Flash!
“Ugh!”
In an instant, a fierce flash pierced Bongshik’s eyes. When Bongshik was embarrassed and unconsciously closed his eyes.
Shuuk!
The man moved in front of Bongsik in an instant and stretched out his fist with a flash of light.
“Aww!”
Wood Deuk!
Bongsik’s body flew away with a shock as if he had been hit in the chest by a cannon.
Quarre quack quack!
The kitchen and the top-of-the-line wine cellar that was there were smashed, and the red liquid that flowed down soaked Bongsik’s body, which was slammed into the wall in a mess.
“Cool! Cool!”
Bongsik vomited red congestion as he clutched at his hollow chest.
It was as if all the breastbones had been shattered.
“S-class hunter Steve Choi. It’s nothing compared to fame. How did you stop the monster wave with these skills?”
A foreigner approached Bongsik with a smirk.
Dismissed! Paperweight!
Every time he took a step closer, lightning flashed with bright yellow light.
“Isn’t that what it is? I, Asimov, who was blessed with thunder by Narak, must be too strong. Whoop whoop.”
‘This fake pika x bastard! On the subject of an ambush!’
I still couldn’t open my eyes properly because of the afterimage of the flash.
If not, he, the ruler of the space, would not have become like this. It must have been space-shifted before that.
‘Yes, come a little closer.’
Bong-sik glared at Asimov, who was approaching with blind eyes.
‘I’ll feed you a lot of my mana bombs.’
The guy is careless.
If he pours all the bombs of his subspace on this street, he will never survive…
‘Oops!’
His subspace where he stored the mana bomb was empty.
Yesterday, in order to block the monster wave and shake off the sword demon, all the remaining bombs were put in.
“damn! Domination of the space… oops!”
The moment Bongshik hurriedly tries to move into space.
Flash!
Asimov, who moved like a flash with electric shocks all over his body, grabbed Steve Choi by the neck.
“Where are you going to run to?
Jigsaw Jigsaw!
A tremendous electric shock struck Bongsik. Bongshik screamed as he exhaled white smoke in pain that seemed to burn his intestines.
“Aaaagh!”
“Whoa, why don’t you try running away with that proud teleport?”
Asimov urged Bongsik, but he couldn’t get the coordinates due to the thunderstorm that burned his whole body.
“Chi Shishi. If it was this guy, I should have dealt with the other guy. I never thought an S-class Hunter would be this weak.”
Chijik! Chijik!
A thunderbolt as sharp as a sword bloomed from Asimov’s left hand. He raised it and aimed for Bongshik’s screaming heart.
“die.”
Fear flickered in Bongshik’s eyes.
‘Buy and save me!’
It was the moment when Shinto’s death crisis was about to be conveyed to his god.
Sreung!
Awesome! thud!
Bongsik’s front door was cut in half, and a man with a face covered in soot burst inside.
“Bongshik Choi! He’s like a coward who uses bombs in a man’s match! Come out now!”
It was the Black Demon.
“huh?”
The Sword Demon saw the situation of the two and roared ferociously.
“conflict! Can’t we stop right now! How dare these sheep steal my prey!”
As if he had found a rope in hell, Bongshik anxiously reached out to him.
“Buy and save…”
“What? Are you a hunter too?”
Asimov smirked and turned his head toward the Sword Demon, who was aiming his sword at him.
“You look pretty strong. Where can you please me?”
Then he raised both hands.
“Who closes your eyes!”
Realizing what he was trying to do, Bongshik exclaimed urgently…
Clap!
Paperweight! Flash!
It was a step too late.
“Aaaagh!”
The Sword Demon, caught in the blinding flash, screamed as he covered his eyes with his hands.
“Whoop whoop! You are fine too!”
Asimov, who was covered in lightning all over his body, rushed like a flash and swung his fist at the Sword Demon.
The lightning fist that made Bongsik incapable of fighting with just one shot aimed at the sword demon’s heart.
It took only 0.01 seconds for Asimov’s fist to reach the sword demon’s heart!
Awesome!
Whiririk! thud!
The moment Bongshik died, he had to doubt his own eyes.
Dismissed! Paperweight!
Asimov’s right arm, imbued with a ferocious thunderbolt attempting to annihilate the Sword Demon, was pounding on the floor like a frog’s heart stimulated with electricity.
“Ugh! yes dude! how? I’m sure you won’t be able to see!”
Asimov clutched at the wound on his bleeding right arm and looked at the sword demon in amazement.
“Stupid sheep. It is not a true black eye, but wielding it with the mind’s eye.”
The Sword Demon aimed his sword at Asimov, closing his teary eyes like Maitreya Buddha.
“Come on, there is nothing that the ‘1st’ subordinate who received the Heavenly Demon Sword from the Sword God or the Sword Demon cannot cut.”
Is it because of my mood?
Especially, it was a sword demon who emphasized ‘1’.
[Those who follow Narak]
“Come on, I am the ‘1st’ subordinate who received the Heavenly Demon Sword from the Sword God, but there is nothing that the Sword Demon cannot cut.”
Asimov, blinded like a blind man, stared blankly at the Sword Demon aiming a sword at him.
“Isn’t there anything you couldn’t cut?”
His face instantly contorted like a demon.
“Whoop whoop! You are so proud of yourself for playing with me!”
It was then. His severed arm, which was rampaging on the floor, turned into a lightning bolt and was absorbed by Asimov.
“There is a saying in my hometown. It is not a sin to break the horns of a mad cow!”
As if it were a fuse, a tremendous electric shock began to bloom from Asimov’s whole body.
“Whoops, consider yourself lucky that you can’t see your eyes!”
Tsutsutsu! Paperweight!
“Aww! What is that?”
Bongsik was frightened by the changed appearance of Asimov.
There was no more human form left of him.
A gigantic body reaching 3m, two horns protruding viciously from its forehead, and claws protruding like rakes.
However, what is most foreign is that his body is not blood and flesh, but only ferociously sparking thunderbolts.
Truly brain water itself!
At that unusual momentum, Bong-sik squeezed out all his remaining strength and tried to move in space.
‘Hick! Cannot set left coordinates!’
Dismissed! Paperweight!
Asimov’s brain energy spread like a spider’s web everywhere, blocking Bongsik’s movement in space as if jamming.
– Whoa whoop!
Shuk. Asimov leaned down and aimed his bullfighting horn at the Sword Demon and Bongsik.
-If you can cut me with that proud sword, try cutting it!
Kurrureung!
Asimov’s model disappeared along with thunder that resounded the heavens and earth.
‘The Lord is dying!’
Flash!
Bong-shik closed his eyes as he watched everything in the world turn bright yellow from lightning.
“Sword God! Give me strength!”
The Sword Demon took out the dagger he had hidden in his sleeve and held it in his left hand like lightning.
“This is my Sword Demon’s Heavenly Demon Sword!”
The Heavenly Demon Divine Sword that unfolds from the sword held in the right hand.
The supreme demon that will make even the sky tremble reigns over the world.
The 2nd second of the Heavenly Demon Divine Sword unfolds from the dagger held in the left hand.
The flames of the great heat hell, the most terrible of the eight heat hells, burn ten thousand horses.
The sword demon’s twin swords collided with the charging brain.
Quarre quack quack!
Kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa!
In the aftermath of the clash between the two, the top floor of the building where Bongsik’s penthouse was purchased with a 30-year long-term loan disappeared without a trace.
‘Have you lived? how?’
Bongshik was surprised that he was alive even in the midst of such an explosion. Moreover, there was not a speck of wound on the body.
“Turn it off…!”
And Bongshik saw it.
Why was he able to be so unharmed?
A pitiful man with two-thirds of his body burnt to black.
Even in the midst of this, he did not let go of the twin swords in his hand and saw the large back of the Sword Demon standing tall like a mountain in front of him.
And in front of him lay the corpse of an X-shaped brain.
Bongshik was unable to speak.
“Why why me…?”
If it was the skill of the sword demon, it would have been possible to avoid the brain without confronting it head-on.
Then, the sword demon looked back at Bongsik and opened his tanned lips.
“Heung Sword God’s number one servant, I… it’s only natural that I protect my juniors…”
Plop!
However, he couldn’t finish his words and the sword demon’s body collapsed powerlessly. Bongshik accepted him without even knowing it.
“Brother Tongue! Are you okay?”
Tears welled up in Bongsik’s eyes as he received the sword ghost. I thought he was just a crazy guy, but it turned out that he was a cool guy.
‘This is not the time to be like this. Hurry to the hospital!’
Bongshik hurriedly attempted to move into space.
But it failed.
“Why why?”
-That’s quite right. I was a little surprised.
Creepy!
Goosebumps ran down Bongshik’s spine.
Dismissed! Paperweight!
Sparks ignited and Asimov’s body, which had been sprawled in an X-shaped split, stuck back to its original state.
-But you can’t cut lightning with a sword.
Asimov, who recovered in an instant, stood up.
-Then shall we finish it soon?
Paperweight!
Asimov’s hands turned into knives made of brain energy.
Wedge liquid!
The sword of Brain Ki flew terrifyingly as if it were about to cut down the fallen Sword Demon and Bongshik at once. Bongsik closed his eyes tightly while holding the Sword Demon.
“Aww! Save people!”
flinch!
Asimov, who was about to end the two of them, stopped moving.
-hmm? What is this?
Roaring!
A black flame suddenly bloomed in his chest. Unidentifiable black flames were wriggling ferociously as if trying to burn lightning.
It was strange and funny, so I watched him quietly.
-omg!
I suddenly felt dizzy and staggered.
‘What is this? My strength is being sucked out!’
It was. This unknown flame could not burn his body made of lightning, but it was absorbing his power with terrifying momentum.
-Keugh!
Awesome!
Embarrassed, Asimov hurriedly slashed his own burning chest with the sword of brain power.
Bubble bubble!
The flame of the Heavenly Demon Divine Sword, which was separated from his body, melted the floor in an instant and fell downstairs.
