Return of the Mad Demon Chapter 384

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Episode 384 Crazy guy.

I was shocked to hear that the religious leader had visited Ilyang County and looked at the religious leaders with my chin resting.

The leader appears to be invincible.

He doesn’t feel sad when he loses a member of his family and doesn’t care if his children suffer somewhere, making him a man with no weaknesses in general.

Suddenly this thought occurred to me.

I wonder if he thinks more about his old colleagues like Elder Heo or Geomma than about his followers or his children. So, of all the actions of the religious leader that I witnessed, the only thing that was most humane was that he came to see Elder Heo in person.

It means that the rest are not interested.

I sighed because leaving Ilyang-hyeon alone was the same as taking the entire Ilyang-hyeon as a prisoner.

Even though I thought about it, I felt like there was no way to deal with it, so I blanked out my mind for a moment.

Even the cultists in front of me would rush at me without hesitation whenever an order was given and face death.

‘He’s a great guy.’

In my past life, I had been puzzled by the religious figures who followed me and jumped over all obstacles, but now I know the clear reason. He must have been more scared of the religious leader than all the obstacles.

The Demonic Cult is a religious organization with many loopholes and shortcomings.

The leader didn’t seem to have any shortcomings.

I had no choice but to admit that this man was the Grand Master, whether I hated him or not.

As I was looking at the believers, giving up the thought of finally defeating the leader, an order was given, and the believers collectively reached into their arms and pulled out something that looked like a piece of paper.

Soon, the entire school started chewing the beef jerky taken out of the paper.

Is this really morning?

I watched the congregation eating together as a group. Executives like Kumho Daeju were no exception.

The top and bottom looked at me while chewing the beef jerky. I never thought I would be surprised at how people eat.

I asked the believers while resting my chin.

“…Would you like to have breakfast with that?”

No one responded to what I said.

When I turned my head, Yunnan Seven Years Old was preparing breakfast inside. I asked the Bigeomgwi who made eye contact.

“How much food is in the warehouse?”

Bigeomgwi answered.

“Enough to feed roughly a few dozen people for thirty to forty days? “It looks like there were a lot of workers.”

I nodded and then looked at Geumho Daeju.

“Geumho Daeju.”

“Why but?”

“Come in and take the food.”

The Great Lord of Geumho laughed while chewing beef jerky.

“ha ha ha.”

He looked at me with an expression that asked me what kind of bullshit that was and then said.

“Not required.”

“why? “I thought it might be poisonous?”

“I have no reason to get it from you. “You might look pitiful for chewing beef jerky, but don’t be like that.”

“Then I will give you money, so you can procure food from Baekungji.”

This time, the congregation laughed as a group at my words. As the believers laughed, someone from the Yunnan Seven Years Old School said to me:

“Leave Munju alone. “Where does that make sense?”

“Are you saying that telling me to eat doesn’t work?”

After a while, Bigeomgui came up holding a bowl of rice with chopsticks in it and held it out.

“Eat this.”

There was a mountain of rice on top, with several pieces of appropriately cut meat and a little seasoning sprinkled on top.

I looked at the rice and asked Bigeomgwi.

“What about poison?”

The Bigeom Ghost let out a loud noise.

“doesn’t exist!”

“Damn.”

Bigeomgwi handed over the rice and then returned. I held my chopsticks and ate while looking at the church members. Looking at the guys still chewing the beef jerky, I couldn’t help but say something.

“This is rice. You stupid bastards. “Do you want to eat?”

“….”

The believers who had eaten the beef jerky were looking at me while drinking water from a leather bag.

I spoke to the believers while chewing rice.

“…Your cult leader is so great that there is no way to deal with him.”

The Great Lord of Geumho answered.

“It’s really late for you to notice, Moonju.”

While eating, I explained Haomun to the believers.

“But the leader of the cult is great. You are not that great. And the Haomen I lead are more numerous than your followers.”

“No way.”

“Of course, I am less skilled than you. But it is true that the number is more. Most of them have not even learned martial arts. Still, there will be one in the Murim Alliance, one in Heukdo, and one in the West. Who wants to become Hao Wen Dao?”

I raised my hand holding the chopsticks and lowered them when I felt like they were not there.

“I’ll tell you how to become Hao Mun Dao.”

The Great Lord of Geumho answered.

“You don’t need to tell me.”

“Just think in your heart that you want to become Hao Mun Dao, and that’s it. There are no formal procedures for signing up. Although I am the owner of the house, there is no need to ask for permission from me. If you are walking down the street and see an old man pulling a cart, rather than hitting or killing him for no reason, just push the cart a little. That is the qualification of Hao Mun Dao. That’s it. You can become Haomundo without giving up your loyalty to the religious leader. “It’s simple and easy.”

Six and seven years old asked from behind.

“Is that really Hao Wen?”

I nodded.

“I am the owner of the house, so would I have lied?”

I ate all the rice and then put the bowl down. Someone called me from behind, throwing something.

“Munju.”

When I caught what was flying, I realized it was alcohol. I asked the guy who threw it.

“What about poison?”

“Can’t you just shut up and eat it?”

“It’s my snout.”

“If you take poison, we will die from the Sword Demon. How can you take poison in a situation like this?”

I looked at the believers and lifted the bottle.

“…Anyone want a drink? There won’t be any, right? “You should drink it alone.”

As I was drinking and thinking about it, I realized that if the sect leader ordered me to take back one stone, I would have no choice but to give it up.

A lot of things have changed because of Ilyanghyeon and Yorani.

While I was drinking, I stared at the wooden sword that Elder Heo handed me. If you think it wasn’t mine in the first place, it doesn’t really matter if you have it or not. Because the people of Ilyang County are more important than a sword, and I am the sword.

I quickly gave up my regrets about killing one person.

I asked the owner of Geumho.

“This sword was given to me by Elder Heo. Was he really the best assassin of the religion?”

The Great Lord of Geumho nodded.

“He was the most famous murderer.”

“I received it directly from him. Is there any justification for you to retrieve it?”

“If the religious leader ordered it to be recovered, it should be recovered. Originally, it was a sword that should have been returned to Elder Heo if he had retired. It’s too late. Also, since Blood Night Palace is arbitrary, there is a high possibility that it will be reprimanded sooner or later. “If you don’t give up your life, the Blood Night Palace will be in even more trouble.”

I nodded.

“That’s the way it is.”

It was somehow similar to holding on to Ilyanghyeon and putting pressure on me.

It seems like the cult leader had a plan. So does this mean that keeping the Sword Demon and me alive until now had some meaning? I’m not sure about that.

I asked Geumho Daeju.

“Then, excluding Elder Heo and the left and right emissaries, he must be the highest priest of the religion.”

The Great Lord of Geumho nodded.

“That’s according to gun law.”

I lashed out at the believers.

“If possible, I wish Jeilsal would take it. I think you have to at least beat me to be worthy of being called the best, but you keep making a fuss by only mentioning gun laws. “Geumho Daeju, come and take it.”

As the Golden Tiger Grandmaster walked out, the Silver Dragon Grandmaster, who had been quiet until now, opened his mouth.

“Stop. “Geumho Daeju.”

The Great Lord of the Golden Tiger ignored the words of the Great Lord of the Silver Dragon and approached me.

“I will keep it and give it to the religious leader. “Give me the wine.”

At that moment, something flew out and cut in front of Geumho Daeju. The ground in front of where the Geumho Daejoo was moving was dug out in a long line, probably because it was a sword.

The Great Lord of the Silver Dragon said.

“I told you to stop.”

I lay down at an angle against the wall, supported my head with my right arm, and watched the believers. Still, I was able to communicate with the Golden Dragon Great Lord, so I scolded the Silver Dragon Great Lord.

“They say they will keep it and present it to the religious leader, so why are you interfering? And why would you carelessly draw your sword at a great lord of the same rank? What a cruel guy. Church members should not fight carelessly. This is Hao Wenjue’s order.”

The Great Lord of the Golden Tiger glared at the Lord of the Silver Dragon with an absurd expression and said.

“Never pull out your sword again.”

The Great Lord of the Silver Dragon said.

“Elder Heo was the leader of the religion and during his heyday, he was the second-highest man in military power compared to the left and right lions, and was the strongest except for the religious leader. “The strongest should have one shot.”

The Great Lord of Geumho answered.

“Even the left and right messengers have left, so how can we identify the second person right now? “Don’t force yourself.”

I interceded with the believers.

“You foolish sentient beings, stop fighting. Just because I ask you to come and take it doesn’t mean I’ll just give it to you. Whether you are a Taoist or a Haomundo, if you have shame, you have to be at least stronger than me to be worthy of receiving this. Elder Heo probably thinks so too. “Isn’t that right?”

“….”

“In your doctrine, strength comes first. It’s hard for weirdos like you to find similar examples in the world. I wish I was a little more honest. The first person chosen by Elder Heo is now me. If you want to take a chance, do it with your skills. However, in my opinion, your two great lords are weaker than the Four Heavenly Kings. “I allow you to attack me at the same time.”

Only then, for the first time, did the Lord of Geumho’s complexion change, as if he had lost his composure. His eyes seemed to contain fire from anger.

I was secretly surprised.

Is it really that difficult to stir up the heart of just one great lord? Perhaps he was even more ashamed of being humiliated in front of his subordinates. The Silver Dragon Grandmaster, who seemed calmer than the Golden Tiger Grandmaster, walked forward and said.

“…You are making a statement that cannot be ignored. Hao Wen Ju.”

As soon as the provocation worked, I got up from the wall.

“The leaders should have come out like this a long time ago. “The method of sacrificing your subordinates first is the method I hate the most.”

After finishing eating, the eldest brother flew to the wall and crossed his legs as if he would not intervene.

I thought about this as I jumped off the wall.

The foolish sentient being is ultimately me.

The Silver Dragon Grandmaster and the Golden Tiger Grandmaster ran at the same time as soon as they drew their swords. As I went to greet the two great lords, I pulled out the Ilsal and then injected them with the Mok Realm. The great lords who arrived quickly swung their swords, and a sword wind spread out.

I wondered why he was so angry, and it seemed like it was because his skills were not shabby. Although he belongs to an external party, does it feel like he is originally the head of a group?

So, it appears that the title was a position in the church. However, as I noticed that my movements against them were much more relaxed than before, I realized that my inaction had increased.

I checked it closely.

The Geumho Daeju used a common and common long sword, while the Eunryong Daeju used a strange sword with a blade that resembled a fish’s tooth. Even though the two didn’t seem to get along well, they got along well when they worked together.

Every time I hit Ki Hyeong-do.

The Great Silver Dragon tried to change the trajectory of the sword by twisting the blade, and every time the Great Master of the Golden Tiger took advantage of my gap and attacked me. However, I didn’t need to use more energy than the wood world to defeat the two.

This is because the depth of the wooden world of the past and the current wooden world is different.

I deflected two weapons with one strike and looked for an opening to land a strike. Perhaps because they were swordsmen and swordsmen who had trained for a long time, they could not be found right away. After about twenty rounds of fighting, he competed honestly with the Geumho Daeju and hit an ice ball on the Eunryong Daeju’s shoulder using Jibeop.

widely!

The Great Lord of the Silver Dragon wields the Gihyeongdo with his slowed down body.

Geumho Daeju, who had been pushed back by the tension, attacked again with great spirit. I looked at the sword’s trajectory and struck down the Geumho Daeju’s sword and injected an ice ball into his chest.

widely!

Next, he kicked the lower body of the Silver Dragon Lord, who had slowed down to a great extent, to break his balance, and then injected the cold energy of Wolyeong Martial Arts into his chest again.

The two men pathetically swung their swords and swords even as they stumbled. I stepped back, took a bite, and watched.

As I took a step back…

two people followed me persistently even as my body stiffened.

“Wow…”

The expression on his face was worth seeing. There was a lot of shame and anger mixed together. At that moment, I saw the two rulers exchanging glances. When they sensed something ominous, the two people moved with all their might and swung their swords and long swords at each other’s bodies.

As soon as I struck out with my sword, I used a sword blast to send two weapons flying into the air.

Grasping – The long sword and Gi Hyeong sword, spinning with a sound, soon fell to the ground. What surprised me was what happened next. The two people took a deep breath at the same time, raised one hand, and struck down their heavenly spirit dogs.

As soon as I sheathed my sword, I approached the two people with a black arrow and hit them with an ice ball at the same time.

Pop!

The two great masters, who had frozen for a moment while trying to hit the Cheonryeonggae, sat down as if they were falling apart. Although I prevented the two from committing suicide, I sighed deeply inside.

What on earth is a demonic religion?

The two great masters looked at me, their faces white and trembling. The cold must have been traveling around my body. They were poisonous people, so even though they felt the cold through their bodies, they did not eat away their luck.

I spoke to the two guys who had beef jerky for breakfast.

“…is this your usual skill? “Isn’t it?”

“….”

“You have to eat right to fight properly. Is the cult leader that scary? If you are that scared, die when your religious leader tells you to. There is no need to die now. You weren’t even told to die, but if you commit suicide, that’s protest. If you’re going to die, you have to die with honor. “What kind of childish avoidance is this?”

“….”

“It was a fight to see if I was worthy of having one life. You don’t deserve it. I’m better than you. Isn’t that right? If an ugly guy takes over, Elder Heo will be disappointed. Elder Heo was loyal to the church for a hundred years. “If a man like that entrusted his life to me, you should respect him too.”

The Great Lord of Geumho looked at me.

“Kill it.”

I shook my head.

“It has often been the case since ancient times to admire someone who is courageous even if they have different affiliations and intentions. “Don’t keep telling me to do this or that.”

“….”

I said to the two people as I walked back.

“I’m the one who orders because I don’t want to take orders.”

I returned to the wall, sat down next to my eldest brother, and looked at the two great masters who had their eyes closed. It seemed like the ice ball had spread throughout his body, and a faint coldness had filled his chin and parts of his face. I could visually feel that I had become stronger.

The eldest brother, who was looking at the big players, looked at me.

“Third.”

“why.”

“It looks like Talma is right.”

I nodded and then looked at my eldest brother.

“Stop doing this and that again. I’m Gwangma.”

The eldest brother looked at me with a calm expression and cursed me for the first time.

“Crazy guy.”

“….”

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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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