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All leading figures of the church participated in the succession ceremony held at the secretariat of the Heavenly Demon Church.

Although there were many passing groups and training centers in the Heavenly Demon Church, there were only six training centers that were at a level that could represent the Heavenly Demon Church, like the Baekpal Nahan Jin of Shaolin Temple.

Yeom Sang-jin, the head of Jigyeomhwadae, one of the six Jinbeopdae, looked at the dojo where the succession began with his arms crossed.

Hocheonan, a brain psyllium.

How do midfielders usually grow up?

The standard for most martial artists was to join a sect or family and continue training by learning the martial arts of that sect.

In the eyes of the demonic cultists, who grew up by doing various jobs or receiving martial arts in return for requests, they thought that the warriors of the central plains were just flowers in a greenhouse that grew comfortably under the support of the clan.

Also, what about the Safa people?

Most of the people were shameless and turned their backs on ordinary people.

As a result, there were very few warriors from the central plains who could be recognized by the demonic cultists.

And Ho Cheon-an was one of the extremely rare warriors of the Central Plains recognized by the Demonic Cultists.

Ho Cheon-an’s biography was a story that suited the tastes of demonic cult warriors.

Usually, stories about knights from the central plains had no elements for the warriors of the Demonic Cult to immerse themselves in.

Because our growing backgrounds were so different.

However, Ho Cheon-an, who was born in Sichuan, grew up closer to being a martial arts warrior rather than a martial arts warrior from the central plains.

The Sacheon Rangin, who solve all kinds of problems and earn money to buy elixirs and martial arts, and seek to grow, were enough to feel a sense of kinship with the warriors of the Heavenly Demon Church who went through all kinds of hardships to earn a fortune.

The life story of Ho Cheon-an, who, as such a Sichuan ninja, proudly declared war on Jeong Cheol, a master of martial arts, and then suddenly appeared as a master of martial arts, was exactly the success story that martial arts warriors dream of.

Among the world, they raised suspicions that Ho Cheon-an may have been behind the scenes in the process of dealing with Jeong-cheol and argued that Ho Cheon-an was not a charlatan, but to the devils of the Demonic Cult, even such suspicions were factors that made them accept Ho Cheon-an favorably. It worked.

The warriors of the Heavenly Demon Church evaluated those who could be infinitely ruthless toward their enemies as more perfect warriors than those who were tolerant even toward their enemies.

Sangjin Yeom also evaluated Hocheonan positively.

It was like that when I heard the news that Ho Cheon-an was a blood relative, and when he proudly visited the Black Dragon Castle and revealed his purpose, I even felt likeable.

Even though the enemy of the Blood Cult is too large for one individual to fight against, he forms a military unit and comes to the Heavenly Demon Cult, which is considered the most dangerous force in the world, and asks for a deal.

Was there a military officer like this in Jungwon?

Yeom Sang-jin was truly impressed by Ho Cheon-an’s prowess seen in front of the Black Dragon Castle.

However, Yeom Sang-jin could not help but become angry at Ho Cheon-an’s remarks that followed.

This was because Hocheonan declared that he would challenge the succession of Cheonma Shingong.

A foreigner challenges the Heavenly Demon Divine Gong. That fact itself was not a problem, but the problem was that there had been a consciousness of Jeong Cheol’s succession not long ago.

When Jeong Cheol challenged the succession to the Heavenly Demon God, the members of the Demonic Church felt greatly displeased with the very fact that Jeong Cheol was challenging the Heavenly Demon God.

The most sacred ritual of the religion is at best used as a means of escape by petty people like Jeong-cheol.

It was impossible to feel good even if you wanted to.

However, no one but someone who knew what Jeong Cheol had done dared to challenge the succession to the Heavenly Demon God.

To Yeom Sang-jin, Ho Cheon-an’s actions felt like an insult to the Heavenly Demon Church.

Still, since Heavenly Demon Wijicheon gave permission, Yeom Sangjin suppressed his emotions.

Since the Heavenly Demon allowed Ho Cheon-an’s challenge without the slightest hesitation, there is no need for me, who is only a member of the church, to hold a grudge.

That’s how I consoled myself.

But today.

Yeom Sang-jin had no choice but to grit his teeth again towards Ho Cheon-an.

Are you late on the day when the Heavenly Demon Divine Technique, the most sacred ceremony in the religion, is taught?

He shows up a few hours late, picks up a listless horse with a blank expression, and then exchanges incomprehensible hand gestures with his companions!

Did he go crazy because he couldn’t handle the pressure, or did he belittle the teaching ritual of the Heavenly Demon Divine Technique?

Either way, it was extremely unpleasant.

There is no way a person like that will succeed in succeeding to the Heavenly Demon God.

While thinking that, I was looking at Wi Ji-cheon who came out after closing the door of the dojo.

Quaaa!!

Before Wei Ji-cheon could take three steps, the black dragon energy exploded in the dojo, shattering the wooden wall of the dojo.

Yeom Sang-jin, who had worked as a religious leader for a long time and had observed the succession ceremony, recalled Wi Seo-ryeon’s succession ceremony.

That violent black dragon quietly converged on Wei Shi-lian’s body.

I heard that Jeong-cheol’s grief for failing to teach also exploded loudly.

So, did Hocheonan also fail?

Yeom Sang-jin felt slightly dispirited. Still, since he was someone who had achieved something in the central plains, I thought he would be able to hold out for a little while, but at most he couldn’t hold out until the Heavenly Demon took three steps?

For being so arrogant, he was instantly eaten by a black dragon.

There’s a corpse to dispose of.

Yeom Sang-jin, who was thinking like that, opened his eyes wide.

It was because of the black dragon writhing in the rising dust. The Black Dragon, which had the shape of a black dragon, was flying very violently.

However, the movements of the black dragon flag were a little strange.

This was because it was a movement that felt like a desperate struggle while cornered.

Yeom Sang-jin’s eyes naturally turned to the center of the dojo.

In the dojo, where the walls and floor were shattered and even the strong pillars were damaged, only Ho Cheon-an was firmly cross-legged.

A stable spirit that cannot be considered someone who is eaten by a black dragon.

Unable to understand this situation, Yeom Sang-jin’s gaze automatically turned towards Wi Ji-cheon.

If you are Heavenly Demon Wijicheon, you will understand the current situation better than anyone else.

What Yeom Sang-jin witnessed was Wi Ji-cheon in shock with his eyes wide open.

Wasn’t it Wi Ji-cheon who usually didn’t reveal his true intentions at all?

But it was truly surprising to see Wi Ji-cheon so shocked.

Yeom Sangjin’s gaze returned to Hocheonan and Black Dragongi.

One thought was passing through Yeom Sang-jin’s mind.

Perhaps something will happen today that will rewrite the history of the Heavenly Demon Church.

I think Yeom Sang-jin wasn’t the only one who had such thoughts.

Unlike before, the religious leaders who were in the vicinity watched the struggle between Ho Cheon-an and Black Dragon with passionate eyes.

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The anti-aircraft crossbow continued to spit fire.

Kyaaa!!

The black dragon dodged the huge arrows by flipping its body in the air.

The black dragon’s movements in the air, making evasive maneuvers, were unnatural.

One shot in the wing.

One shot to the front leg.

One shot in the side.

And one punch to the head.

This was because after a long battle, four thunderclaps were struck.

Even flying creatures could not fly forever, so they accumulated damage each time they landed on the ground or fell.

However, the situation was not always good.

In the process of striking the Black Dragon, two of the six anti-aircraft crossbows were destroyed, and the number of arrows from the anti-aircraft crossbows was steadily decreasing even now.

Is it just that?

Apart from the decrease in anti-aircraft crossbows, the accuracy of crossbows was gradually decreasing.

The black dragon is gradually becoming accustomed to the mechanical crossbow fire.

I ate my food inside.

Now, this hemispherical space was my image, and all the various weapons, including the anti-aircraft crossbow that fired at the black dragon, were created to reflect my image.

So, if I put my mind to it, wouldn’t I be able to replenish the remaining bullets from arrows or restore broken crossbows or traps?

I thought about it that way and tried to use it, but it was no use.

No matter what I thought, the crossbows just moved like the martial arts crossbows in the game.

I was discouraged by the situation where I couldn’t do what I wanted, but what could I do?

Even though I was shocked, the situation did not change.

Was it a mistake to initially try to implement the martial arts hunting field in the game?

I immediately shook my head.

If we hadn’t implemented the spirit hunting field, there wouldn’t have been anti-aircraft crossbows, and we wouldn’t have had the upper hand like we do now.

There is nothing more harmful to the mind than dwelling on something that cannot be undone.

What I had to focus on now was how to make that black dragon fall from the sky.

I love you so much!!

And at that moment, an arrow with a clearly different trajectory than the other arrows was fired at the black dragon. A movement that completely caught the Black Dragon, who was already accustomed to a mechanical trajectory, off guard.

The arrow hit exactly the injured wing.

Kyaaa!

The black dragon stumbled from the shock. Crossbows continued to fire at the black dragon, which was unable to control its body properly.

However, instead of looking at the scene, I turned my gaze towards the crossbow that had accurately hit the wing.

and.

There, I saw a familiar new type pulling the string of a crossbow and raising a large arrow.

Like the other members of the current Yook Sungjin group, the figure was clear, but only the face was visible, but it was not difficult to pinpoint its identity.

Because Gombangdaeman was firmly fixated on a subject whose face he could not see.

It was Tang Xiaoyeol who shot the arrow and hit the black dragon’s wing.

And as soon as I confirmed that fact, my heart froze.

no.

This can never be done.

The moment I thought that, the anti-communist crossbow that had been used by the party disappeared without a trace.

No, all anti-aircraft crossbows disappeared.

Kyaaaak?

Black Dragon, who was on the verge of being shot down by a barrage of anti-aircraft crossbows, suddenly questioned the existence of the missing anti-aircraft crossbows.

Kyaaa!!

However, soon after realizing the situation, the guy gained momentum and let out a cry.

I looked at that figure and bit my lip.

What would he have done if he was really in danger of falling? Anyone could see that they would have targeted the Party Soyeol first, who showed sharp shooting skills.

And since Tang Xiaoyeol did not have the ability to avoid such a black dragon attack… he must have suffered a terrible fate.

I realized that this place was just in my imagination and that Tang Xiaoyeol, who had just been standing on the crossbow, was just an image conjured up by my mind that felt frustrated by the mechanical movement of the crossbow.

still.

I didn’t have the confidence to handle the shock when such a situation happened in front of my eyes.

I was afraid that such a situation would come before my eyes, so I quickly erased the party affiliation, and in the process, I ended up erasing all the anti-communist crossbows as well.

Kyayaaa!!

With the black dragon’s sneer flowing through one ear, I composed myself to somehow restore the crossbows.

However, there was no significant result.

Every time I think of anti-communist crossbows, the shadow of party zeal lingers.

The black dragon’s movements changed as if it had noticed my condition. As I watched the black dragon’s movements preparing to dive, I realized that it was not looking at me.

What he was looking at was a group of people forming a group.

A black dragon that descends in a straight line without hesitation.

The Black Dragon’s intentions were felt so clearly that it felt like I could grasp them.

Kill one of my party members even if I take the damage. If you kill the party like that, the country will definitely fall.

The black dragon was so confident.

I couldn’t completely deny the black dragon’s confidence.

It was truly ridiculous.

The people behind me are just images in my mind. There is widespread evidence that they are not real.

The first evidence was that the companions had clear shapes but no faces.

The second evidence was that although it was currently forming a formation with the figures of the group, the only form that could be used was Thunder.

I consoled myself by seeing such evidence with my own eyes and feeling it with my own skin.

The five people behind me look like a group of people, but they are just illusions created in my mind.

Hocheonan, you stupid bastard.

Where did you sell your promise to hunt down the black dragon, risking everything to save the original copy of the Heavenly Demon God’s Art?

How can a weak person who can’t overcome even a situation like this achieve the Heavenly Demon God’s Skill?

Just raise all your thunder energy and fall to the side.

Take advantage of the black dragon attacking the group and strike the final blow.

So I scolded myself and moved on.

Then, instead of gathering all the power of the thunder and throwing his body to the side, he stretched out his feet forward and raised his sword.

In order to protect his companions, he chose to fight head-on with the black dragon that fell from the sky.

I was a moron.

Obviously, in my mind, I pictured a group of people who could change Yook Sung-jin’s older brother at will.

However, what was formed through the haze was a faceless alter ego.

They are half-hearted alter egos who can show off their voice, but can only show off their thunder led by me.

The alter egos that did not fully live up to my expectations.

however.

Even if they did not have the abilities I wanted, even if their appearances were different from reality, these were my colleagues in my heart.

They were Heukmyo, Yeo Il-ye, Hyuk Kirin, Dokgo Iseol, and Moyong Yeonhwa.

These things obviously weren’t real, but they were real in my mind.

A wry smile appeared on my lips.

Even though I said that people who are not real in my mind are at least real in my heart, I wondered what on earth I was talking about.

Have I really gone crazy?

But even in this dizzy mind, one thing was certain.

I never want to let the black dragon harm my comrades.

To that end, it was time to take a step forward to meet the black dragon that was descending without hesitation in a straight line.

Someone stepped in front of me.

It was a black cat.

It was not just a shape, but a real black cat.

The eyes visible through the fluttering hair were sparkling with excitement after catching a lot of carp in Hwari Cave.

The line drawn on the corner of the mouth was from when he threw the bomb in the cave of the immortals.

The black cat’s hand is stretched out towards the black dragon that is right in front of us.

At the same time, the flow of the lineup changes.

How is this possible?

I hastily jumped on the bandwagon of change without any time to answer those questions.

Tsuzzz!

In an instant, Thunder transforms into Bingseong by following the mysterious tricks guided by Moyong Yeonhwa. The black cat’s hand, which controls the flow of Yook Sung-jin, flows like water.

At the same time, Sosu Shingong’s new training, which was in parallel with Yook Sungjin’s training, unfolds.

Gyeongwol (傾月).

The black cat’s hands touched the black dragon’s teeth. As the gigantic figure descends, the flow of the attack, filled with great power, is reversed.

The black dragon’s head turned slightly because of Gyeongwol, who held the secret of the flower world. Although it was only a minor movement compared to the black dragon’s massive body, the movement soon twisted the black dragon’s body like a rising wave.

The principle of Sosu Shinkong and the power of six people come together to twist the power of the black dragon.

Kugugoogung!!

The black dragon’s massive body fell to the ground. The enormous inertia that could not be eliminated by just hitting the ground once caused the black dragon’s massive body to roll once again.

A black dragon that can’t even scream or come to its senses.

The lineup changes once again.

Black star.

Daeseong can attack twice using his dual swords. Ilsung specializes in stabbing. And the sword of Dokgo Iseol, who tried to find Black Star’s unique color amidst my explosive thunder, attacks the Black Dragon, who cannot come to his senses.

Should I say that it is a martial art from the historic Sapa?

Dark Dragon’s sword method that includes all useful elements in actual combat.

Among them, the one that Dokgo Iseol focused on was the heavy sword.

A thousand waves in the sky.

Kwaaaa!!

The black dragon’s head turned, unable to withstand the pressure of the heavy heavy sword. The black dragon’s neck, which had always been stiff and strong, became longer.

At that moment, the energy of Jinbeop stirred once again.

Everyone in my group retreated, leaving me in the center of the battle.

I looked back without realizing it.

I saw the faces of five people shining with more confidence than ever. The eyes of the companions, each smiling lightly, contained a will that was clearer than ever.

The time has come to put an end to this long fight.

I received that gaze and naturally turned my head.

Rumbling!!

I felt the energy of thunder spreading throughout my body as my concentration became clearer than ever. The back of the neck of the black dragon, which was so defenseless that it didn’t even need the Chilreo Defense Security Guard, felt particularly large.

Wow!!

He stepped onto the ground with a thunderous sound more perfect than ever. Even in the collision with the black dragon, it did not break and held on tightly. It kicked off the ground in my image and immediately rushed towards the black dragon.

The first second of the single-shot sword, a lightning strike was fired towards the nape of the black dragon’s neck.

As time became slower than ever, my great sword containing all of Yook Sungjin’s power slowly stretched out.

Quick.

The scales of the black dragon that touched my great sword were broken, and I could feel the resistance penetrating through the tough, thick leather through the sword.

A thunderous wave of energy swept across the back of the black dragon’s neck as if it had been waiting.

Toouk.

Is it because of that?

The leather that had held on tenaciously to block the intrusion of the sword began to crack. Through the crack, the black dragon’s skin was torn and black blood began to gush out.

Cutting the flesh.

Splitting bones.

In the end, my great sword, which even cut off the trachea, crawled out of the black dragon’s body.

As I watched the entire process as time passed slowly, I rolled my eyes and looked at the black dragon’s head.

The black dragon’s eyes were wide open as if he could not believe the current situation.

I looked into the black dragon’s eyes and muttered.

“I won.”

At that moment, all time, which had been infinitely slow, returned to its original flow, and black blood surged out.

Kiiii.

The black dragon, with black blood pouring from its neck, stumbled with a loud sound and eventually its head fell to the ground.

It was my victory.