Heavenly Demon Cultivation Simulation

Heavenly Demon Cultivation Simulation Chapter 93

Changed situation (1) The sound of the woman who was burning gold stopped playing.

Seolhui picked up the Yeohhu sword and looked around for a moment.

It seemed like an interesting situation, and the gamblers stopped their movements and looked at them.

He could feel the scoundrels around the boss also giggling and staring at him.

Looking at those guys, their brilliant weapons caught my eye.

A typical example was a club and there was also a mace.

A scythe-like sword was also seen.

From the ring reminiscent of a cog wheel to the nanga-bong with dozens of blades embedded in the tip of the club.

Just by looking at them, menacing weapons caught my eye.

'They're funny guys.' Seolhui clicked his tongue inwardly.

Ordinary people would be intimidated when they saw such a weapon, but it wasn't like that for him.

In fact, such a noisy lethal weapon is rarely used in battles with masters.

One of the lessons I learned at Cheonhyangso, the first group education center of Magic.

The guys who used only superficial weapons would definitely be eliminated at the beginning.

The reason why we mainly use only swords, swords, or two hands, except for memorization, is that they are the most effective in combat.

"what are you doing?" Was it annoying to see himself standing still and looking around? The boss, who had cuts on his face, said as if to urge Changsik.

At that, Seolhui slowly turned his head.

A woman sitting in a corner.

Perhaps her nose bone had collapsed, and the woman who covered her face with her hands remained motionless with her head hanging down.

bum bum.

Seolhui approached the woman like that and looked down at her.

And after a while, I asked a question.

“Did you know it was reckless?” “… … .” “How dare you waste your only life on this.

Stupid.” Seolhui's behavior seemed so stupid.

So I don't know if I was more curious.

Rather than the phrase 'friendly group' above her head, the reason she made an unreasonable choice.

Because he would never have done something like that.

“Why is that guy like that?” There were shouts from behind, but Seol-hui waited patiently.

Because I wanted to hear her answer.

“That’s how it will look to beasts like you.” Perhaps she had calmed down a little or was feeling desperate, she opened her mouth.

“I am not a taboo for seeing my father’s unjust death.

Even a weak girl, the blade of revenge is never dull.” “That’s what prompted the four of you.” Seolhui pointed out that.

In the end, such unrestrained emotions caused their own death.

“I have no regrets.

If you regret...

… It's just a pity that I got caught so early.

Even if we went back to the past, it would be the same.” "Hey.

What are you doing all the time!” A disgruntled voice erupted from behind.

It was a man with chubby hair who kept showing a grumpy attitude next to the boss who had the word Beekeeper written on the status window.

“Come on, kill me!” Then this time the woman screamed.

Seol-hui met her eyes for a moment, but when he saw the woman's face, he felt embarrassed.

'this… … Have you been hiding your feelings?' just one day ago When I met her at the tavern, her eyes were completely different.

If it was the eyes of a wounded girl back then, it contained emotions to the extent that she could feel the determination to risk her life now.

So I don't know if you like it.

eyes full of determination.

Even though she knew it was reckless, the will of her rushed to her, as if she was looking at her past self.

“How long did you plan to hire Salsu?” Seolhui asked seriously.

“To get revenge on my father, I would have had to pay a fairly high contract price… … .” “… … ?” There was a slight confusion of cracks in his determined eyes.

It's a natural reaction.

Because she doesn't know the intention of bringing up this all of a sudden.

“Well, let’s talk later.

After all, I'm not the type of person who hangs out with advance payments.

However, as the situation is the situation.” Whirlik.

Seolhui rotated the hilt once, loosening the stiff muscles all over his body.

Then his body and face changed.

A little bigger, with his former face.

“… … !” When she saw that, her eyes widened, and around that time, Seolhui turned around.

Then, looking at the abilities of the wrestlers who slowly stood up from their seats, they rolled up the corners of their mouths.

“I have to take care of everything.” Even though they were blatantly spitting out life, the turn-based was not triggered.

It deserved it.

They're not great enough to be triggered.

“Kill it!” “I’ll take care of it!” Whistleblowers approaching with a cry.

'About twenty-five...

… .' Eight around the boss, Changsik.

And sixteen gangsters gathered around the gambling table.

Each of them was carrying a weapon of lethality.

“Did you hear me?” So Seolhui smiled and gestured.

“Shall I go? Will you guys come?” “… … .” Everyone paused for a moment because it was such an absurd situation.

With Changsik's wink, a monster ran out quickly.

Seolhui hit Seolhui's head with a nangabong, which had a fine blade at the end of the club.

And it just hit.

His blow went straight down towards the target.

“… … Are you tickled?” However, the opponent did not fall.

Rather, it was correct.

Crushing Puck! and the subsequent counterattack.

As soon as Seolhui's fist pierced his stomach, he flew to the opposite wall and drooped.

Was it around then? Whirrik! Whoa! Awesome liquid! Four monsters rushing at the same time.

With him, lethal weapons raged from all directions.

Nangabong flying overhead.

A club and sledgehammer swung in front.

There was also a meteor pendulum with iron nails attached to the string that flew through a small gap from the back.

Tuuk.

Seol-hui moved back a little, and grabbed the first meteor and iron nail with one hand.

And when it was blown straight away in an oblique direction, one of the wolves that was leaping and wielding a nanga-bong collapsed as it was.

turuk.

In the meantime, clubs and sledgehammers flew in from two directions.

Seolhui did not avoid.

One was blocked with one hand, and with the other hand, he descended straight down with a sword.

Then, with a sigh, the space split open.

The scythe-shaped deformed sword that was in that space, Swaegyeomdo.

The body of Walpae, who was wielding it, was torn as it was.

“Aww!” Seolhui didn't stop.

He placed his hand on the body of Walpae, who was holding the club that had been blocked with one hand, and shouted.

“The windmill.” Kuwaaaa! The windswept head of the Four Great Dramatic Magicians.

Huge wind pressure erupted from the inside of the enemy's body like an explosion, and the corpse of Walpae, whose whole body was torn apart, was stained with blood.

“… … !” It stopped the feet of those watching.

Seolhui turned back.

“Come on, it’s been a warm-up so far.” And he said to the woman who gave her eyes filled with astonishment.

“Now count the columns of numbers.” “… … ?” “By that time, I promise you that all will be eliminated, leaving only one left.” Even though the woman didn't answer.

Without even realizing it, he was counting instinctively.

"what are you doing! Only one!” The chief's cry was heard, but the servants did not move as if frozen.

Even though he thought he had the superiority of numbers, his fear did not go away in the face of a brutal death.

“Aren’t you coming this time?” Whik! Seolhui brushed off the blood on the tip of his sword and spoke briefly.

“Then I will go.” pod.

Seol-hui jumped between them in an instant.

It was from then.

“Great!” "Ouch!" “Take it right!” With a scream, blood blasted from all directions.

The necks of the scoundrels who are dripping rainwater.

No one could see where the attack was coming from or where it was moving.

I just got stabbed all over my body, cut with a knife and fell off.

“Aww!” Some were covered in fire and screamed.

It was written using a newly learned Hwa-On-Magong.

"what… … .” However, what was more shocking was the swordsmanship that followed.

Numerous lines were drawn in the air like a lightning bolt.

When Seolhui stopped moving, the necks of as many as ten people flew into the air like lies.

plum swordsmanship.

Seol-hui unfolded the swordsmanship he obtained from Lee Gu-myeong.

“I think it’s about ten now.” When Seol-hui stopped the sword, only the boss, Chang-sik, survived.

bum bum.

Seolhui slowly approaches him.

I spoke friendly to him who had frozen.

"how? Do you think you can sharpen a knife?” "Ah… … .” He looked around slowly for a moment and then knelt down.

“I will save you.

I didn't know you were such a great person." “… … .” Seolhui looked at him with a curious gaze.

But the opponent didn't care and begged with both hands sublimely.

“I didn’t know you.

If I could live, I would do anything.

I won't say anything if I take that woman.

No, I'm going to leave all of this to you." “… … .” “When I die, there will be people chasing you.

Of course, there is no one who can beat you...

… Do you really need to scrape to make crumbs? I beg you like this.” 'Hmm.' Seolhui was momentarily taken aback by the behavior of the opponent, which was different from what he expected.

Then he thought for a moment and nodded.

That makes sense.

If you kill the red light district boss, of course, you will be pursued by the associated forces, breakwaters, or cooperative groups that require money.

Then, as he said, there was a possibility that he would get involved in troublesome things.

“Does that woman want you to die?” “That would be it.

But think about it.

If it wasn't for me, someone else would have killed that woman's father.

Because that’s just me.” That, too, made sense.

Even if it wasn't the guy named Changsik right in front of him, someone similar to him would have been working on it.

Isn't it the fault of the father who entered the gambling game in the first place? “Then ask that woman… … .” It was then.

[warning! Changsik found a gap in Seolhui.

How would you respond?]

As I was about to turn my head, this suddenly appeared.

Perhaps the guy was hiding his moves and trying to surprise him.

'You idiot.' Seolhui chose this without thinking.

[You have selected 'Correspondence'.]

Kwaang! An explosion went off.

Even at the close range of Seolhui.

No matter what tool he used, the heat and explosions radiated out of Changsik’s hand in a straight line.

Seol-hui faced it head-on.

"Ha ha ha ha ha! this stupid...

… .” Changsik smiled brightly.

Improved wall grenade.

Just in case, what he had hidden in his arms was unexpectedly unfolded.

The power is swordsmanship, no more.

If hit from close, it was an instantaneous blast bomb.

“How dare you… … Ah… … Ah… … .” When the smoke cleared and I thought my throat would have blown away.

“… … !” A white, frozen hand appeared.

Seolhui used a small spirit beast and blocked his face.

“Can common sense make this work?” "under… … Ah… … .” [Seolhui suffered 1 damage from Changsik's attack.]

That was the end.

Seolhui's sword blew away his neck so easily.

dripping.

Seolhui's sword that slashed numerous men.

With blood on the sword, Seolhui looked at her.

"I… … .” she struggles He spoke in a voice that did not come out.

“I have no money.” very strong person.

She had never seen such an overwhelming unmanned person.

“All the money I had was taken away… … .” “It’s money.” Seolhui interrupted her words and asked.

“Well, I want you to tell me.” “… … What do you mean?” “Where you used to be.” “… … .” “About Haomen.” with those words.

Seolhui raised the corners of his lips.