episode_0489

When a new signboard appeared on top of the signboard, updating the number of new survivors, the expressions on the faces of the remaining Sapa bastards in the hall were truly a great sight to see.

So much so that I want to leave it as a picture and take it out.

The warriors of Gwangryongseong and Mercury are split into two groups.

The remaining number of people is twenty-seven.

Seven more people must die here.

Cheong mumbled and looked at it with sparkling interest in his eyes.

indeed? How will it come out?

Would they kill their family members equally, four or three or three and a half to balance the number of people?

Or are they going to fight again at this point and try to pass on the loss to their opponent?

Either way, it seems sadistic.

However, the former will destroy the morale of the entire search team, and they will have to take fatal damage despite their similar power.

In Cheong’s opinion, they are still men and they are loyal. Even if they all die, members of the same family who eat the same food should unite and fight as one.

hmm. After all, Sapa bastards!

The Sapa guys moved, and Cheong was impressed.

It’s none other than handling the injured!

Even if you take him with you anyway, isn’t that just disposing of a seriously injured person who is nothing more than luggage?

How can we not be impressed by this efficient choice that emphasizes functionality?

“Wow, they don’t just throw away the Sapa bastards because they’re injured, they kill them outright. Don’t those bastards usually emphasize things like loyalty and loyalty between factions? I’m creepy.”

“Kkkk, isn’t loyalty perfected through death?”

“Oh wow. I’m just joking.”

Cheong was a little surprised.

Do these people now feel friendly because they see the same thing in the same space and have fun together?

Is this the close friendship between blood cultists?

I guess I’ll try to save half of my life later.

Then, let’s see if they fight among themselves or if they threaten to kill me.

In any case, the attention of the Sapa bastards, who took care of the wounded and numbered 20, is focused on one side.

It was towards a stone gate that showed no sign of being opened.

And the eyes of the blood religion technicians were also focused to one side.

It was towards Cheong.

Half with anticipation and half with disappointment, I look at the blood donation technicians, and Cheong just blinks.

What, why? Why aren’t these bastards opening the door and looking at me?

“Uh, can I open the door now?”

“What are you going to do if you don’t open it?”

“Hehe, that’s not it. Then.”

For some reason, the blood cult technicians looked a little downcast and looked towards the aesthetic pulley.

I don’t know why, but it looked as if it would contain a novel-like print that said, ‘I’m taking steps I don’t feel like taking…’

And since Cheong left the martial arts world, he only acts as he pleases without paying attention to others due to his powerful power. Isn’t he originally a person with an extraordinary sense of humor?

“Wait! Shall we do it one more time? How many people this time? fifteen? Ten people are too few.”

At that, the blood donor technicians’ faces brightened up as if they had never done that before.

“I think fifteen people would be good!”

“If you cut it with an even number, you might end up splitting up between people, so you should cut it with an odd number!”

They were two huge sects who even cut off the injured for a great cause (finding the world’s most vicious magician for self-interest).

A new signboard fell in front of those heartless men with a thud.

sorry. Let’s do it one more time.

Stealing chairs, fifteen people. start!

“Fight! Fight!”

“Smack like a man! You bastards!”

In contrast to the heated atmosphere in the engine room, the stone room below was very sad, as if a mourning had taken place.

Although it is true that a family portrait was actually held.

If there were fifteen people in the first place, wasn’t there more than fifteen people each when they first entered the stone room?

It would have been okay if I had told them to kill everyone except my brothers from the beginning.

After holding back tears and making a dirty compromise of cutting down even the wounded, you kill five more?

Moreover, the number of the two is also ten to ten.

If the two of them clash, the maximum will be annihilated, and even if their luck is good, how many people will be able to stand still?

So, although it seemed to Cheong that his jaw was working hard, he wouldn’t finish off the remaining wounded.

Hey, Kim Sae-ge.

From Sapa’s perspective, it is a reasonable choice.

If I kill the wounded and kill the porter (the youngest) in the missing position, at least my safety is guaranteed, right?

But what if my life is in danger if we get into ten to ten?

Moreover, although the people responsible did not know it, it had the secondary effect of causing great disappointment to the blood cultists who were watching.

The blood cultists look at Cheong again.

It’s an earnest look in his eyes that asks if he can’t do it just one more time.

They were technicians from the blood donation group who were very stubborn about not taking responsibility.

“Originally, it should only end at this section. That’s it. What trap is there if I open the door next time?”

“Go through the trap-lined hallway. Of course, there are no people of interest to eliminate with the trap, so there is no need to activate it separately.”

At that, Cheong’s smiling face slowly becomes tense.

Person of interest to be eliminated.

So what you’re saying is that these bastards were only targeting me.

“And after the survivors joined-”

“What!? Are we really going to have to kill each other again? I’m not that creative so I’m going to use it? Aren’t you going to curse and say that the only thing this family knows how to do is kill each other? Don’t you plan properly?”

“Hehe, that’s not it. The next stone chamber was named the Wailing Chest. It is a stone room where the best organs of the blood donation group are concentrated.”

After two fights, the gathered survivors enter a place that resembles a sort of charnel house.

And kind words on the wall.

The divine skill you want is somewhere among these.

But to open the box, you have to sacrifice a person’s brain or heart.

Therefore, those ugly thieves with swords will have to remove the heart and brain and offer them up to open the enshrinement where the Divine Duke is sleeping.

It would be fun to kill each other to open the enshrinement box, but wouldn’t it be very satisfying to see people bloodied and trying to take over the hearts and brains that have already been released?

The faces of the companions harden at the tragic plot.

Except Cheong.

“Oh. That’s very blood-religious.”

“Hehe, thank you for the compliment.”

“ character. Now let’s open the door. The next attraction is also a delicacy, so why bother filling your stomach with food instead of cooking?”

The blood cult technicians looked regretful, but as Cheong said, it would be a waste to waste it here instead of having a more interesting sight to see.

So the technicians cling to each other and turn the pulley.

The heavy stone door opens and a rumbling vibration travels up to the engine room.

Afterwards, Cheong claps his hands and draws attention.

“Okay, everyone. Did you just see what those Sapa bastards were doing? These guys are called bastards, and they don’t even know how to fight between life and death like a man. Do people like that have the right to be called men?”

“No!”

“You need to get rid of all your dick!”

The blood cult technicians burst into laughter and actively agree with each other.

Cheong smiled satisfied and continued.

“Right? So, you guys, be like men and kill each other from now on. I will save all of you, only half of you.”

“… … ?”

“Yes?”

“Didn’t you hear me? You bastards, you’ve got a lot of trouble because you’re hiding in a safe place like this and manipulating it, right? Now it’s your turn. ruler. It only saves half of your life. Fight! Like a man!”

The blood donor technicians blinked.

what? Is this some kind of joke? Should I laugh now?

Blood cult bastards can’t understand anything with just words.

Cheong sighed and put down his sword.

It is said that the original angular stone is the correct one.

The wrist of a technician who was close to Cheong suddenly falls to the floor.

“Huh? Ouch!”

The blood cult technician falls down and screams, holding on to his precious wrist.

Cheong stood next to him, his blade flashing.

Although it is twinkling in the expression of blue, the pale starlight of Gangi is originally seen by humans as an evil blade that stabs the heart.

“Did I say I was going to kill everything? They say it will save half of them. They saved half of the lives, so they didn’t move and said, “Oh, thank you, we’re going to kill each other from now on.” Do you think anyone will notice if you just blink?”

“Why, why are you like this… … !”

“Why are you like this? Is there a reason to subdue the ugly blood cultists?”

“… … !”

“Four years! You weren’t our religious leader!”

“You’re fooling us!”

But Cheong is proud.

“When am I? When did I ever say I was a member of a blood religion? I just asked you if you knew who it was.”

The group behind me lowered their heads as if they were embarrassed.

In any case, isn’t cheating cheating?

The more we are together and the more we put it out there, the more shameful it becomes to put it out there.

However, Cheong alone was confident.

Did I lie? The centipedes were very excited, playing drums and janggu alone.

“ character. hurry. The Sapa guys were fun, but I couldn’t hear anything, so it wasn’t fun at all.”

Cheong smiled faintly.

—-

Cheong did not say he would kill them all.

Half of them said they would save them.

Cheong is a person who tries to keep his word as much as possible.

As a result of the technicians’ scuffle, three people remained.

And just as he had promised himself, Cheong saved half of the remaining men.

This means that the other half was killed.

The intestines were taken out, but they didn’t kill it anyway.

Life or death will probably be determined by the level of medical conditions afterward.

Of course, what kind of medical treatment can blood donation technicians perform if they are good at handling tracheal implants but don’t know how to touch the human body?

I will definitely die.

Cheong was a well-respected medical woman and had some knowledge of Oriental medicine.

According to the Emperor’s Internal Classics, the basis of the Chinese medical book, how on earth should diseases caused by infection be treated?

The correct answer is: After removing the pus and wiping the affected area, pray with sincerity.

If your prayer reaches heaven, you will live, or you will die!

From the Qing’s point of view, one cannot help but think that it was truly uncivilized, but in terms of the medical level of this era, it was as great as that of the Central Plains.

At least, Jungwon medicine was the essence of statistics revealed through millions of experiments.

For the nosy people over there in the West Station, if someone with a loud voice insisted, that was the only cure.

my stomach hurts? excise the anus

Does your head hurt? excise the anus

Does your heart hurt? Put the patient in water!

They were using very creative and experimental treatment methods, such as Moore.

In fact, at this point, I’m confused as to whether this bitch is a Taoist or just a lucky sect who joined the sect.

Of course, Cheong was lucky.

First of all, the party witnessed the Sapa bastards acting viciously to find the Sucking Magician.

No one in the group regards the Sapa bastards as people.

And the evil species of blood religion are not originally people.

Kang-ho’s perception is that even though he can save the bugs, he cannot save the scum of the blood religion.

So, the Qing is showing its evil hand to the blood religion.

Of course, it is the duty that people should do, but the method can be understood at a slightly extreme level.

Therefore, Cheong can still barely save his face as a Taoist.

Of course, Cheong is not wandering around the engine room for fun, beating up evil blood cultists who have a bad past but are not innocent.

The pleasure of killing a blood believer is only a secondary pleasure that comes from action with a goal.

Cheong did not forget his goal.

Disposal of the Absorbing Magic Ball!

Therefore, it was necessary to go around all over the place, secure an escape route later, and cross-verify the information provided by the technicians through various testimonies.

And only then does it head to the central control room, right to the head of the blood donation group.