episode_0069

The fact that he was shorter than his peers was something Ji Seung-ju kept secret.

Of course, because his inner thoughts were sometimes leaked, there were not many Protestant church members who did not know him.

However, no one dared to scratch the Supreme’s right arm with a key.

But today I met a very good man.

“Okay. Then, let’s make our little boy have a long upper body.”

“… … If you have nothing else to say, this is it.”

“No! Stop! I have something to say?”

“What is it?”

Ji Seung-ju’s voice was blunt.

Cheong smiled softly and asked.

“That’s what you mean. Didn’t you say that Shingyo is about the strong and proud? The strong are justice, and the survivors are the strong?”

When Cheong saw the black finger, he immediately realized that he had been deceived.

When asked if he had deceived me, he said that with Qing’s skills and promising future, he would be able to enjoy power as the core of Protestantism.

In doing so, he explained the strong self-respect of Protestantism.

It was a very surprising story to Cheong.

The Heavenly Demon Church is proud of its power.

It is a group that worships strong power.

The strong can have anything,

The weak have the right to prove themselves through challenges.

Perhaps, it was natural for Cheong to be interested.

Because Cheong is a master.

Now, what can I say, my confidence has waned a little.

Anyway, at this time, it was a question about Protestant law.

As an official of Protestantism, the preaching of the law could not be omitted.

“Yes, that’s right.”

“I thought about it carefully. Then, I didn’t really do anything wrong to you, right? Jeon Jin… … Nodo?”

“Are you talking about the Forward Wave Band?”

“Yes! Those are them. It was because I was strong that I killed them and the Princess of Hwanhee, right? If you go your way, I killed the strong one, so there’s no problem, right?”

“That’s right.”

“Oh?”

What followed was a request to give a detailed explanation of the unsightly nature of the Jeonjin Blue Squadron and how they were dealt with.

Cheong, who was planning to scratch more, opened his eyes wide.

What, there is no problem? Then? Why?

Cheong asked, pressing down on the irritated Bua.

“There is no problem, but you let people be like this?”

“You’re so shameless. Didn’t you take something belonging to the Supreme? And since you even talked back to me, you should be thankful for the mercy of the Supreme that saved your life.”

“Ah. That’s it? Because I was upset with the supreme appealer on a weak topic?”

Cheong frowned.

That fucking guy.

“Speaking of the Supreme Lord, what a blasphemous thing to say.”

Cheong cut Ji Seung-ju off.

“So, you have no regrets about me killing you people?”

“The religious law is about the strength and self-respect. It’s just that the preface Sojeo was stronger.”

Cheong smiled brightly.

It’s a somewhat ominous smile.

“I know it’s good. Is there anything else you want to say? Can I just go back to the carriage?”

“No. Please go back.”

“Ah, I lost all my strength to get here. I wish someone could help me.”

Ji Seung-ju waved his hand in an expressionless but clearly annoyed manner.

A soldier belonging to the Bijakbu slipped silently to Cheong’s side.

Cheong opened his arms as if asking for a hug.

It was the moment when Salsu bent his back.

Pakak!

With an exciting sound, the watermelon’s head was smashed and scattered everywhere, like a watermelon bursting open.

“Wow. Black pork majang? This is quite tasty?”

Cheong, who was covered in rubble right in front of him, laughed.

Then he groped his head, saw an eyeball with an elongated optic nerve attached, and squeezed it tightly, crushing it.

It was a sight that made Ji Seung-ju’s stomach tingle as he had seen the cruelty of the Supreme Being.

I just hid it with my normally trained expressionless expression.

Out of surprise, my shout was a beat late.

“W-What are you doing!?”

“Me?I am strong.”

Cheong pointed his finger at the headless corpse.

“This is being weak. This is strong self-respect. Yes. Yes.”

And then he shamelessly nodded.

Is this a women’s alliance of political factions?

Sounds like something a mad demon would say… … !

Ji Seung-ju unintentionally guessed the correct answer.

However, Ji Seung-ju, who did not know that I had answered correctly, screamed.

“That is not self-respect for the strong! The strong should not bully the weak without any meaning!”

“Oh? Was that something like that? Wow. I didn’t know that.”

“Isn’t it obvious? No one in the world would survive that way!”

“Okay, I understand. Could you please stop being so angry? Well, I should have explained it properly. I thought that a strong person could do anything.”

Ji Seung-ju was speechless and opened his mouth.

Is it my fault now? What a bitch!

“I worked hard and I’m tired. Please move me.”

“Are you still saying things like that after this tragedy?”

“Ah. I didn’t know? That’s so bad. Then I’m not going either. Seungju lives in Shingyo. I’ll stay here.”

“Yebyeong, what a bitch… … .”

“Oh, I don’t know. I’m tired. Should I just sleep here?”

Cheong then jumped off the chair.

It was very accurate to say that he jumped because he couldn’t control his legs.

He then rolled on the blood-soaked floor and laid down with his head on the headless body.

“Then wake me up when you leave.”

Ji Seung-joo had a groove between his forehead.

It was a major event that would surprise any church member.

Bi-gak-ju’s expression was distorted!

“What a bitch!Someone take this bitch away!”

However, the secretaries of the bijakbu only glanced at each other and no one moved.

He deserved it too.

A colleague who had just eaten together was rolling around on the floor with a piece of meat.

“What are you doing!”

“As soon as you say. You made a mistake once? It’s because you don’t really know what strong self-respect is. Don’t be so scared, okay?”

Cheong added Chuimsae.

Ji Seung-ju opened his mouth, then took a deep breath and exhaled again.

“Phew. Let’s take Sojeo. Quickly.”

There was anger in Ji Seung-ju’s voice.

In the end, the unlucky youngest child could not bear the notice of the seniors and slowly came to the side with a clear expression of disgust.

The youngest, Salsu, hugged Cheong with trembling hands.

Then a voice is heard.

“Oh, you got 150 points. It’s a bit respectable, though. Go away, you hair. Yap!”

It was the last sound Salsu heard from this world.

Because without a head you can no longer hear sounds.

Pop!

Cheong rolled on the floor.

It was because the person supporting it was no longer alive.

The youngest child, who had lost his head, fell on top of him.

Ugh, Cheong, who had been accidentally crushed, was shaking with a sound of air being knocked out of his lungs.

“What, what… … !”

Cheong answered, pushing the body away.

“Tsk.Why?What?”

“What is this? It’s definitely a mistake,”

“No, listen to me. A boy I’ve never seen before dared to touch a woman’s body.”

Ji Seung-ju was speechless.

What on earth?

“A weak person dares to harass a strong person, so kill him. This is pride for the strong, right? Do you admit it? Yes, I admit it. Then, you are not guilty. Pound, pound, pound.”

Cheong said casually and rolled over to lie down on the corpse again.

The whole body was covered in blood, and the white and yellow splattered thing was a piece of the brain.

“That is not pride in one’s strength! What kind of bullshit are you trying to tarnish the laws of Protestantism!”

Cheong answered harshly.

“Why? The supreme appealer is trying to take one eye and two legs for barely saying a word. If he does it, he is proud of himself, and if I do it, is he bullying the weak?”

“I dare to the Most High… … !”

Cheong tilted his head.

In line with this, blood was pouring from the corpse’s neck.

“Look. You have to clearly explain who is supreme and who is not in order for me to understand, right? What is the standard? Is it okay to just kill anyone above the peak? From Hwa-kyung? Hyeon-kyung… … ,Probably not.”

“The Most High will grant the long-cherished wish of Protestantism.”

“Miss. Did someone ask about the Most High? So what is strong self-respect? Is it a Protestant law? Is that law something that everyone except the Most High is observant of?”

“How many times have I said that strong self-respect is not like that!”

Cheong suppressed Ji Seung-ju’s yelling by shouting.

“Quack!! So what is it? If you just scream, the unit price will change?”

“Strong self-respect, strong self-respect… … ”

Ji Seung-ju was about to answer when he was speechless.

It is a Protestant law where the strong survive.

Shingyo revered strength as justice, and as a result, gained the power to promote martial arts.

The history of as many as four invasions proved him.

The Church of the Heavenly Demon was a single organization that waged war against the entire martial arts world in the central plains.

Even though it was a battle between one and all, and even though it ended up being defeated, it is a mark that has been engraved in history four times.

The strong can dominate the weak.

It is complete control that holds life and death in one’s hands,

However, the weak have the right to resist.

Thus, he grew up eating the strong and was qualified to enjoy that power as another ruler.

Then what about this woman?

If it is according to the law of strong self-respect.

Ji Seung-ju’s heart sank.

Was the hand of the Most High overextended?

No one will say it is too much.

Even if it was a low-level battle group, one unit was annihilated, the enemy of fortune disappeared, the Great Realm became distant, the Princess of Hwanhee died, and the essence of a sect burned away.

If we look at it that way, it could be said that the Most High showed mercy.

But were all the actions of the Most High like that?

What about other footnotes and mines?

The deceased Princess Hwanhee passed by and saw a man with a handsome face, she immediately raped him, took Jin Won, and killed him.

Ma-ui has been enjoying making jiangshi these days.

Surama Sword was a madman who would not go to bed unless he cut down a virgin a day.

But no one criticized him.

All of them are Shingyo’s greatest force and the vanguard of its conquest of the Central Plains.

It is a military power completed under the law of strong self-respect.

Ji Seung-ju was unable to answer in the end.

Cheong looked at the scene and sneered.