Heavenly Demon Cultivation Simulation

Heavenly Demon Cultivation Simulation Chapter 89

It's dry and dry (4) Ugh.

When I took a breath and looked away, I saw the warriors of Changryongmun surrounding me.

glance.

glance.

didn't move Perhaps he was frightened by the sight of the ceiling being cut down, and no one was willing to fight.

The image of himself drawn in their eyes was roughly guessed.

'Perhaps it's no different than a murder of a savage soul.' Well, it doesn't matter what you think.

[Combat power has risen.]

[Event reward.

I've got the blood mage.]

Because I got what I was aiming for.

slurp.

Naturally, in front of my eyes, the path of the blood mage was projected.

The aura that circulates through the body along the danjeon.

Like a river, between the 12 gyeongmaeks, the key points of acupuncture were drawn, and the ungong method of making the Jinqi from the key points of blood to the pole was drawn in front of us.

In an instant, Seolhui realized the true meaning of the Blood Beast Master.

[I have mastered the blood mage skill.]

'It's a great martial art.' Even if I didn't open it myself, I could tell Seolhui.

If you can wield extreme energy, you can have very powerful power.

Like the aura of extreme music, depending on how it was used, it seemed that it could deal with an enemy stronger than its own.

So euphoric for a moment, Seolhui looked down at the dead ceiling and thought.

'This time, AI Seolhui did not ask for a choice.' If it was normal, there should be two options, 'stun' and 'kill'.

But this time, AI Seolhui killed Sang Cheng at once.

Presumably, the event seemed to have an effect.

Because there is no reason to worry about the opportunity to increase your blood mage and combat power.

"Ah!" Seolhui, who had guessed like that, suddenly came to his senses.

Come to think of it, I didn't have time to do this.

A while ago, the minions were exposed to a very dangerous situation.

Papa.

Seol-hui hurriedly flew to where Lee Gu-myeong and his men were.

* * * 'Ah… … .' Seolhui stopped walking.

His eyes were on the two men who had fallen to the floor.

'Red shipping...

… Yongjin… … .' Seeing both of them with their faces on the floor, they must have been stabbed by the enemy's sword.

It had already become a cold corpse.

"Leader." “Did you come… … .” Seolhui's expression wasn't good.

The rest of the minions talked to them, but their physical condition was almost the worst.

One arm flew off Yorim.

The major, with blood flowing from his forehead covering one side of his face, and the dark weapon sitting on the wall of the building.

“Cruck… … .” In particular, he was clutching his neck with both hands, and blood was dripping down his fingers.

It seems difficult to live.

Even if I didn't know if I had to take action right here, my body would not be able to withstand the movement out of this place.

Seolhui raised his gaze again and turned to the man standing in the center.

“Are you here now?” Gu Myung Lee shakes off a bloody sword.

He smiled and continued talking.

“Your servants.

Fighting was no big deal.

I was dealing moderately, but I was dealing with one person at a time...

… you just appeared Are you faster than I thought?” “… … .” “Well, I understand.

Guys like the ceiling are just consumables anyway.

It wasn't really necessary." “… … .” Seolhui didn't listen to his words well.

Now, his eyes were once again looking at the red pine lying on the floor with his face buried.

- That's right.

I was also white.

A man from the same white background.

It was only because of his own judgment that the red pine became a cold corpse.

It was none other than myself who asked me to paint the future with earnestness.

“… … .” "Leader… … sorry.

We lack.” When Yorim struggled to call herself, Seolhui shook her head.

"no.

Because of me.” Actually, I didn't expect it to be like this.

By the time he kills Sang-Cheong and joins him, some of his subordinates will die.

Nevertheless, it was the event that gave the subordinates a task.

It was to achieve its purpose.

"because of me… … I’m sorry everyone.” It was.

I had already expected it.

But at the sight in front of him, Seolhui's indescribable deep emotions welled up.

I just did the math.

The life he had and the Giyeon given for every choice made his human emotions dull.

He was only counting his own life like that, so it was natural for his subordinates to die.

Expendables.

Just like the consumables that Lee Gumyeong was talking about.

“But don’t promise me.

Never in the next life...

… .” Seolhui chewed his lips and continued.

“I will not throw it away like this.” And then he turned his gaze to the front again.

Seolhui's gaze, shooting at people.

With that gaze, Gu Myung Lee.

The volcanic disciple could afford it.

After waiting slowly while Seolhui spoke, he slowly opened his mouth.

“Are all the emotional sales you prepared for?” “… … .” “Then let’s start slowly.” Whoops.

Lee Gu-myeong slowly raises the sword.

Seolhui also stood facing him with his sword drawn out.

'You can't win in a normal way.' That he knew better than anyone.

The difference in combat power is more than doubled.

There, he had already killed Baekyangcheon and Sangcheong, and his stamina and strength had been considerably lost.

A battle method simulation that is swept away by an accident.

turn-based.

All AI speeches were used.

Now, without any help, I had to fight him.

Paat.

The pioneer was Lee Gu-myeong.

He narrowed the distance in a month and immediately poured out his volcanic swordsmanship.

Rather than stabbing with a curved line, it was spread out in an honest straight line to induce an intentional collision.

Wow! As soon as the internal strengths met each other, Seolhui's posture immediately collapsed.

And there was no way he could miss it.

A sword that contains the energy of plum blossoms.

two at a time.

He drew the falling plum leaves with a sword and poured out his sharp sword.

“Ugh!ね!” Seol-hui, who had been wounded by the opponent's stab, quickly retreated.

He quickly counterattacked by stepping on the ground and stepping out one foot at the same time.

[I use the wind god sword.]

The wind god sword was unexpectedly unfolded.

blah blah! A huge vortex shook the earth's axis and stretched forward.

But there was no such person there.

He had already moved to the side and came to Seolhui's side.

“Did you think I would be right for that?” Lee Gu-myeong quickly swung his sword and slashed Seol-hui's chest.

Pavat! Then, suddenly, Seol-hui bounces off and flies away.

"Huh… … ?” Lee Gu Myung was startled by the sight and looked down at his sword.

just hit.

It was obviously cut, but the opponent bounced off and flew away.

“I think it’s because he’s from a magician… … I'm learning something really weird." He thought as he heard the sound of something breaking, at least a little.

He probably protected his body by demonstrating his chest attack based on the martial arts of extreme music.

If I had known that this would be the case, I felt regretful that I would have released my history from the beginning.

“Cool.

Cool.” Meanwhile, Seol-hui, who had fallen far away, was spitting up fresh blood.

He suffered internal injuries, but on the other hand, he was relieved.

In a situation where there would be fatal damage, he had escaped the crisis with the ice pack.

Of course, it wasn't a laughing matter.

This time, the opponent's attack took damage to the extent that he ran out of air.

If you get the same blow, there is no way to stop it now.

'It doesn't work the normal way.' Wind God, the Four Great Magician.

It's been quite useful so far, but it's up to the opponent.

The opponent was not going to let it stand still as it was written on the skill sheet.

“Are you still a little disappointed? He was the one who killed Baekyangcheon, so I was kind of nervous.

After all, you're hiding in a wall or a floor or something and doing something like an assassination." Seolhui thought calmly despite the opponent's sarcasm.

How to beat that guy.

I was wondering what method I should use to defeat it.

'If I could only know the herbivorous skills of that guy's swordsmanship...

… No, if I can defend myself, I will try anything.' The opponent's swordsmanship could not be predicted or sensed.

So defense was practically impossible.

If it continues like this, it will be cut through the opponent's sword with all its bones.

“There is a gap in the bone joint, and you have to put it inside.

Most importantly, muscles and bones.

It's a messy place.

“…?!” But a thought pops up out of nowhere.

Is it because of the death of the red pine, or is it because of the thought of being cut to the bone? Strangely enough, I remembered something from a very long time ago.

“Ordinary butchers usually change their swords every month.

This is because they did not properly separate the bone from the flesh.

A skilled butcher changes his sword in a year.” “… … .” There was an old saying called “Pojeong Manatee”.

A story left by an old man in admiration when he saw a skilled butcher dismantling a cow.

It is said that even if it is a blood-smelling, lowly work, the state achieved by a master in a field is as high as that of a person who has cultivated science.

'gap.' It vaguely stirred Seolhui's brain.

If you think about it, so was he.

Skills I learned when I was a butcher when I was very young.

The elders scolded themselves for constantly changing blades while slaughtering cattle or pigs.

see the gap.

see the end If you can't do that, the knife will break as it scrapes bones, and it cuts through the flesh and becomes dull.

'Is it possible? that? here?' At first glance, it seemed similar to the current situation.

Obviously it doesn't make sense, but my intuition was whispering.

There are similar parts.

'How can I find a gap?' Gu Myung Lee's swordsmanship is almost invisible.

How can you find a niche in this situation? Seol-hui came up with one thing in a foolish thought.

'perhaps.' before your opponent attacks.

Maybe it's a way to hit the player first.

“Where do you sell your mind?” Shush! Spectacular swordsmanship poured from all directions.

Seolhui could not resist and kept backing up repeatedly.

I didn't even dare to face it, I didn't even think to accept it.

It didn't look right like a dragonfly flapping its wings, so I didn't even want to deal with it.

'only once.' Then one moment.

The opportunity has come.

Gumyung Lee paused the attack for a moment, thinking he had put the opponent on the defensive.

“Ha!” Seol-hui did not miss the gap.

As if ignoring his life, he rushed in and performed a trio of small gods, savages, and three herbs.

Aww! In the original case, it would stop the opponent's movement with a chill, and an attack that would cut through the ground and air with the energy of ice.

Chewy! completely different transformation.

A stab, not a slash in the diagonal direction that should be unfolded.

As a result, an unusual phenomenon occurred.

blah blah blah! “What?” The bewildered expression on Lee Gu-myeong's face was visible for a moment.

[I use the wind god sword.]

The sword wind that contained the energy of ice death rose violently and swept over his body.

“Aww!” Gu Myung Lee suddenly flew away.

Nonsense! Electric sparks flashed through his body.

The power of the thunderbolt that was raised a while ago was added to it and completely engulfed him.

No, I thought so.

"Sigh… … .” Seolhui was disappointed.

Again, the opponent was not affected by the blow of conversion.

To be more precise, he predicted the attack and defended it with all his might.

So it didn't even hit the floor.

"dare… … .” Whoops! However, there was damage nonetheless.

Because Lee Gu-myeong's head was scattered and it looked like he had an internal wound.

There seemed to be a greater psychological impact.

You could tell by the way he was running, full of anger.