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If you ask what kind of blood religion they are, you will get a variety of answers.

Something with human skin.

Damn evil species on the edge of humanity.

They are a bunch of bastards who make murder, slaughter, plunder, rape, torture and destruction their pleasure in life. (If you exclude one rape scene, someone else comes to mind.)

However, not all blood cultists feel pleasure in cutting people like Mr. So-and-so or Mr. Cheong.

Of course, the higher the rank, the stronger this tendency becomes.

But how could it be that all the members of the secret world-subversive group operating behind the scenes in the central government are made up of such people?

Blood religion is a gathering of people who feel sorry for themselves.

People who feel sorry for themselves.

Where can there be a tomb without a story?

The stories of the blood cultists are truly amazing.

These are people with such a sad past that they harbor evil in the world and are so angry that they want to burn it all down.

After hearing it, you may feel sorry for it.

But do you know what the easiest way is for a person to stray from his basics?

It’s about having pity on yourself.

Because poor people need to be looked after.

Even in Qing’s hometown and its developed judicial system, wasn’t the sentence commuted for subsistence crimes?

Even so, judges are people too.

When we look at poor people, the rich, the powerful, and our seniors who changed jobs after retirement, we have no choice but to be generous.

Even the first judge who looks after the poor person is held up like some kind of funny story.

Here in the whole neighborhood, this Judge Nauri, the Absolute in the sky, the judge of good and evil, a pure-blooded nobleman who was born different from the common people, the noble Supreme Judge Nauri, had pity on the common people! Isn’t it beautiful! do.

In this way, being generous to the poor is considered a virtue by humans.

In a way, it can be said to be a human habit.

anyway.

The problem is that you yourself are a pitiful person.

People who feel sorry for themselves are willing to look after themselves.

Because I’m pitiful, even if I cause some harm to the world, it’s all because there’s a story behind it.

This central society has made me feel sorry for them, so they should tolerate me even if I kill and dismember people.

Because I am a pitiful person.

Because he is such a pitiful victim who has been harmed by the government, the martial people, the central government, and the sky.

I am a victim.

It is an amazing mindset that allows you to hold your head high and be proud, rather than just forgiving yourself.

Therefore, wouldn’t even that ferocious celestial being use it as a tactic to seduce humans?

And the blood religion was once again abandoned by the world and heaven.

Hyeolramdaegye Yangpae Initiative!

Hyeolramdaegye means an operation to make the world overflow with blood.

It’s a childish name that would be given by a religious bastard.

And the two-party plan is the two-party plan.

First, use the Absorbing Magic Ball as bait to attract Sapa first.

Afterwards, the political faction is brought in one beat later.

Those from the political faction, worried that the evil magician might fall into the evil faction, will rush in.

If the right and wrong factions exist in an oversaturated state in such a limited area, they will collide at some point and a huge explosion will occur.

Of course, if someone planted a detonator midway and connected the wick and ignited it, an even bigger explosion could occur.

This is the plan of Hyeolram Daegye and Yangpae.

But for some reason, the grand scheme didn’t fit together very well.

It started with a failed extermination operation.

By displaying the Five Paintings of the Murim, the pride of the political faction, in a miserable manner, the influence of the Murim League is completely destroyed.

Then, it will be difficult to control the martial arts factions at the stage of planning the two factions, and their solidarity will be weak.

In the end, those from the political faction are also martial people, so there will be more than one person who falls for the temptation of killing and killing, which guarantees them to be the best in the world if they learn to do so.

The correctness of a political faction comes from insight.

The extermination operation is not just for fun or to save the face of the Murim Alliance.

It was a cornerstone for removing this criticism that people from political factions are blaming each other, saying that they must be good.

Even those from political factions are ultimately martial people.

A martial artist is, after all, a robber with a sword.

If there is some opportunity, we will be able to remove the abominable pretense and hypocrisy of those political faction bastards.

however?

Rather, ‘blood religion, defeated!’ By only fostering unity, a successful Moorim competition was held to encourage more awareness rather than eliminating criticism.

I wish I had just failed.

The problem is that loneliness appears to have leaked out.

Ganja planted in various places continues to be erased.

Thanks to this, it became difficult to convey news of the Hupjeong Demonic Gong to the political faction.

Those from the Sa faction have gathered a lot, but those from the political faction are showing little support.

They sent out some nearby groups or people, but instead of actively looking for them, they stayed in the city and just watched as they went back.

In the meantime, it’s raining.

The passage is filled with water, and the poison is released.

The blood cultists pumped out water while wearing suffocating gas masks, and dug drainage ditches by splitting stones… …

Heaven!

Why is there never a time when I don’t disturb you!

That’s why they hate us so much!

Why are you so harsh on us!

We poor bastards are truly abandoned children who should not even have their long-cherished dreams fulfilled!

Don’t you feel sorry for us!!

How pitiful we are!!

why! Why can’t we be happy! why!!!

It would be astounding if heaven heard it.

Did I interrupt you? Another bitch interrupted.

The world’s evil bitch stopped the plot of the world’s evil men.

This is the way of the world, where Admiral Lee is fierce, fierce, and evil people tend to take action to clean up bad things.

And here, another ordeal has befallen the poor blood cultists.

“Hey, 10,000 beats old man?”

“Why?”

“Well, those Sapa guys, um. That’s it.”

“What is it? Can’t you speak clearly?”

“They are killing each other.”

Half of the dark dragon’s face trembles.

In fact, if you want to soak the martial arts group in blood, you just need to reduce the number of political factions.

Even if you leave the Sapa guys alone, they are the ones who will cause blood.

But do those Sapa bastards actually fight each other?

While the political factions are still in power?

“What is it? why? So far, you’ve been going around the area and searching well, right? Why are the weak Safa factions fighting, leaving the faction alone? Even though they were stupid, they weren’t so foolishly stupid, right?”

“Well, um. It seems like a member of a different breed got involved… … ”

Kang Pae-cheon went on a rampage, saying he wanted to find the evil sect of the blood religion and take revenge on So Cheon-ju.

And as if on purpose, large and small factions were attacked.

Unfortunately, they came right after the Sapa martial arts competition, so many of the successors died.

So, they started to point fingers at each other, calling each other enemies, and now they are busy fighting amongst themselves, putting treasure aside.

“Well, thanks to that, rogues and nameless bastards filled the empty seats.”

“There are people like that, but there is no point in getting rid of mana! But Socheonju’s revenge? Kang Pae-cheon? What are you talking about? Why does the name of this school appear?”

“The name Eon Yeon-yeong… … ”

“No, that bitch. why… … ”

The female dragon opened its mouth in astonishment.

Then I raise my hand and cover my eyes.

“Elderly?”

“I didn’t want to talk to that bitch. It’s kind of a creepy bitch. What on earth are you thinking?”

The dark dragon mumbles like that and approaches the wooden box placed in a corner of the operation room.

It was a small box that looked like it could hold about a bag of rice, and it had many fasteners.

When the female dragon unlocked the locks one by one and finally opened the lid with a squeak, surprisingly, there was only one person inside with his body crumpled.

“Heh.”

The subordinate gasps at the sight.

The body is crumpled into that small box, and just looking at it is so cruel that it makes you shudder.

However, his head, which had been excessively bent, suddenly rose and straightened, and with half of his face clearly showing crush marks, he opened his mouth wide.

“Ugh, why do you wake people up when they’re sleeping? Maybe it’s because I’m old, but I don’t have any hair, and they say I have to kill myself when I get old.”

A beautiful woman with a fierce mouth.

Then, she wriggles her tight body and eventually stands up, revealing her voluptuous female body.

It’s not big enough to fit in a box.

“Don’t talk nonsense. Contact your owner.”

“Am I your old man’s subordinate? Any time you put him in a box, well, it was comfortable. Now even giving orders? I’m so sad that I’m going to live with this.”

“Four years-”

“Part. widely. bout. you. all. Why did you make fun of your age so much that you were so rude?”

“It looks like you don’t know the current situation, but your master bitch is now ruining the whole family. If you want to save your master’s life, can’t you call that bitch right now?”

“Then there is nothing we can do. Sister, are you there? huh. master. Yep. hmm? ah. Yes.”

And the jiangshi stares at the dark dragon.

The female dragon speaks as if growling.

“You, bitch, what on earth are you thinking?”

Then the gangshi answers.

“Not connected. I heard that the master is sleeping right now. Is the business so urgent that it wakes up a sleeping person?”

“The sun is in the middle of the sky, what kind of sleep is this? Can’t I wake you up and connect right away!?”

“Anyway. His temper is so bad that his wife and children all run away.”

“What!?”

“Sister, I guess it’s urgent. huh. huh. It can’t be helped. that’s right. Fuck my filth. huh. iced coffee. With the most beautiful voice in the world, haha, even the sleepy sound of the master is beautiful. What’s going on? I was in the middle of a nice nap.”

“What on earth are you thinking? Why did you come here and disrupt me?”

“What kind of clever trick are you using? I feel like this stupid idiot doesn’t understand and is hindering the little people. Please give me your opinion.”

The dark dragon clenches its teeth at the message that has been distorted to the point of writing a completely new story.

I broke my teeth so hard that I broke them.

If you take out the words of the intermediary and continue the conversation in different spaces, it looks like this.

“Why are you disturbing me? Don’t you know how long it took to prepare the grand plan?”

-Oh my, are you disturbing me? What is the disturbance? This is what I have to say after being interrupted from my honey-sweet nap.

“Don’t act like a fool! Right now, your name is popping up all over my lips! Why did they beat Kang Pae-cheon to death?”

-What do you mean? I’m having a hard time getting along with the people I’m talking to here.

It’s a strange thing to talk about people.

This is because in the central region, referring to the Malgal people is a harsh insult and a harsh insult.

Wouldn’t even Yeo Jin-in deny his bloodline and be offended by being called a malgal?

This is why I hate this bitch.

At first glance, he seems polite and obedient.

However, Dark Dragon’s intuition tells her that this bitch will never truly follow the blood religion.

And although the dark dragon’s intuition did not come often, when it did come, it was very good.

“Don’t act like a fool. Wasn’t it a trick to manipulate those living corpses? Or is there anyone in the world pretending to be a blood religion?”

Since the Qing is not from the central plains, it is willing to impersonate a blood religion.

What’s the problem with that?

However, the average person in the middle circle cannot even come up with such an idea.

Impersonating someone is quite humiliating, and even impersonating someone from a blood religion is a terrible thing to even mention.

Therefore, Qing’s party members must have been shocked as if the sky was falling when they saw Qing’s atrocities.

Of course, Cheong didn’t pay much attention, just wondering if this was something to be so shocked by.

-Oh my, a living corpse. Your words are too harsh. And you’re begging me? To put it bluntly, the people of Jaryeonggang City do not belong to a blood religion. There are just people who listen to my request. I don’t force anything. They are not my subordinates or subordinates. Even though I don’t have the ability to control it.

“Giant magician can’t control the jiangshi I created? Are you saying I should believe that?”

– Even if you don’t believe it, the truth won’t be a lie, right? Umm. But it bothers me a bit. So, what do you want me to do? Should I go and catch the impersonator myself?

“Okay then! In any case, isn’t it your responsibility to take care of what happened in your name?”

In fact, it is far-fetched.

What kind of crime does a person who has been impersonated have to commit a crime without having to deal with it?

Rather, I would say it is a blatant avoidance of responsibility.

Anyway, it’s your fault, so fix it.

Regardless of whether she comes directly or uses strong poetry, if Eon Yeon-yeong intervenes in the great world, she becomes an official from then on.

Then, all of Daegye’s mistakes can be blamed on Eon Yeon-yeong.

It’s a cunning old man’s excuse.

Eon Yeon-young, perhaps unaware of such speed, answers calmly.

-If you really want it, how dare I refuse? Do you really want me to take care of the impersonator?

“Yes!”

Eon Yeon-young answers him.

-Then, I have no choice but to follow the elder’s will.