episode_0634

It may be surprising, but there are so many different cases of becoming a devil.

There are cases where people become devils for reasons that everyone can recognize, but sometimes you think, ‘Is this what makes you a devil?’

That’s it now.

‘You became the devil with Americano.’

“Keaaagh!!”

Among the Italian couples, the husband became the devil’s honey sucker.

Although it had the shape of a typical bee, it looked as if the bee had been reborn with a machine attached.

A huge bee that looks about 3 meters tall.

“Baby!!”

My wife screamed as she saw the bee, but it did not reach the honey sucker.

“Honey, give it to meㅡㅡㅡ!!”

The honey sucker spread its bee wings behind its back and rushed at the ghost.

The ghost was momentarily taken aback and frowned at the speed of the honeysucker running towards it, creating a sonic boom around it.

“Che.”

Weeeeing.

The cable car shakes greatly.

Along with the power lines, the entire cable car shakes.

It felt like the entire wire was shaking with the flapping of a bee’s wings, and the shock was felt to the point where it was felt to me on the other side.

What the man who has become a machine-like devil is after is a ghost.

And a jar of honey that is thought to have been ‘stolen’ by a ghost.

“If you surrender it obediently, I will spare your life!!”

It seemed like something a villain would say, not something a devil would say, but there was earnestness in the devil’s words.

“Hmph. How can you expect something like that from someone else’s country? Do you really think I would give it to you like that? There is no way! Cancer!”

And that earnestness did not reach the ghost.

“A person with such a weak mentality that he becomes a devil just by adding water to his espresso! It’s not worth watching!!”

The ghost misunderstands.

There is a huge misconception that the man drinks only strong coffee mixed with water and goes on a binge.

‘You probably have no intention of understanding.’

The ego of a man who is said to be a ghost by a young old man with a typical naive, naive mind.

If the person who raised his voice was a certain Ki-woo who lives in Busan, he would have overlooked it, but he couldn’t stand being a foreigner.

in other words.

If you think about it the other way around, that man is angry at the ghost’s cruelty and cruelty.

There is room for legal dispute over the fact that Korea’s natural resources were secretly taken and siphoned off without permission from the authorities.

But you yourself probably don’t think it’s wrong.

The desire of a person with special abilities to become stronger, and even more so if that desire to become stronger is not for one’s own self-interest but for some mission.

‘Well, they’re both the same anyway.’

One side is those who ultimately seek to gain their own benefit.

On the one hand, there are those who recklessly steal natural things without seeking permission from the Forest Service.

If you ask which person is worse, both are equally bad.

Although the direction is different, there is no doubt that both are villains that need to be dealt with.

[It’s not enough to kill him… Unfortunately, I’ll have to go with subduing him with Zenroth.]

If I had killed someone while collecting honey or something like that, I would have cracked his head open before he even became a devil.

If he had killed his wife while taking the honey, I would have destroyed the ghost’s cradle first.

therefore.

To be fair, both are zen-loss.

[Bees and ghosts. Because of their different personalities, it is difficult to deal with them all at once, but priorities are set.]

I held on tightly to the money I had brought with me as Seonbital.

[Since it’s been a long time coming, I’d like to try ‘that’ even in this situation.]

Weeeeing.

I removed the lower part of the mask, the lower part, using magic.

“Give me the honey!”

“I didn’t leave it to you!”

“You stole it!!”

“You are the ones who stole it! You don’t even know it’s stolen property!”

The honey sucker flies towards the ghost with a lance on the end of its finger, and the ghost swings an object similar to a metal lance and throws it away.

Neither of them seem to care about me at all.

then.

Hwieueueuik.

Blow the drum and make a sound.

The ghosts and devils are startled by the sudden sound, but ‘it’ has already begun to rise from the floor.

Coo coo coo.

A black rock rising high enough to reach the rope I was standing on.

I walked towards a place that was as high as a sotdae, and soon I felt traces of powerful mana beneath me.

[Ready.]

Right below me.

She, Chaos Seong Ji-eun, is now inside a rock that is just wide enough for people to enter.

Judging from the empty cable car that was going up in the distance, Baek Seol-hee must have jumped to the ground holding Seong Ji-eun.

Baek Seol-hee is watching from afar, and Seong Ji-eun has formed a pillar and climbed up to grab my ankles from below and transfer her magical power.

And that magic is flowing into the money I am holding now.

The daegeum, which was just the right size to hold in one’s hand, gradually grew in size and began to become long and hard enough to easily fit a human head.

“You, that, what is that…!”

[Let’s first turn the devil back into a human and then tell the story.]

Crash.

[Jija President, chaos gun.]

Pa—-ang!

As soon as the spark of magic was put into the hole, a spark of magic exploded inside Daegeum, which had become a canvas.

P————a-billion!

“Kaaaa!!”

At the same time, something flew out of the cannon and hit Honeysucker on the back.

It didn’t fly like a bullet, but being hit on the back by a heavy stone like a shot put was an unbearable pain, no matter how talented someone was.

Above all, the roots of the wings and the ridges of the wings that enabled the plane to fly were severely damaged.

The honey sucker stumbled and fell to the floor like a mosquito that had been hit directly by Killa spray.

“G, cannonballs now…?”

[why? Is there a law against using something like this? On the Korean Peninsula?]

“…….”

Seonbital does not always require you to physically swing something.

Just because you are a scholar, you do not always have to hold a bow and shoot an arrow.

‘We developed the artillery on our own, so we can use it.’

How many guns did we fire during the Joseon Dynasty?

In that sense, the Jicha Chongtong gun I shoot is not an ordinary artillery piece.

[Return gun, fire.]

An attack backed up by Hwan’s will.

If we say that this world is a constellation, it would be like borrowing power from the ‘Will of Hwan’, a compilation of constellations on the Korean Peninsula, and firing a cannon.

in other words.

[It will be unavoidable.]

Although it looks like a crude artillery, its suppression power is comparable to that of any modern missile.

“You bastard!”

A ghost goes down the cable car wire.

He runs away by going down the rickety cable car as if he were skiing.

[Don’t miss it.]

Coo coo coo.

The pillar I was standing on began to tilt downward.

It wasn’t because he got hit somewhere, but Seong Ji-eun used his magic to make the pillar fall down.

Ta-eu-ang!

Once again, the gun on his shoulder exploded and fired a cannonball.

A sphere larger than a fist flew in a parabola, and its trajectory did not seem to reach the ghost.

“Haha! Where are you shooting! The man is so bad at aiming!”

[There is no need to aim.]

I utilized the mana I received from Seong Ji-eun and used this ability by drawing magical power from the external core mounted on my lower body.

[Because I’m white-haired.]

It’s not about shooting.

Once you shoot, you have to hit it unconditionally.

[You let your guard down.]

“!!”

The magic bullet that passed by the place it had already passed did not fall to the floor, but started to go down the line, spinning around as if it were wrapped around a cable car.

“What?!”

[It’s a guided missile.]

If your opponent avoids it, just manipulate it until it hits.

It’s only one magic bullet, but if you focus all your attention on that magic bullet, there’s nothing you can’t hit.

even.

Degurrr!

The spherical magic bullet accelerated as it rolled down along the top of the cable car.

The speed of the magic bullet, which goes down without slipping next to the cable car with the acceleration of gravity, does not lag behind the speed of the ghost, but in fact begins to become faster, narrowing the gap.

“Che!!”

The ghost eventually jumped off the wire.

Jumping sideways, he held on to the new rope with all his might.

Right next to the pillar I’m standing on, the cable car cable I was standing on before.

[It’s a reverse run.]

Pa-ah!

Running while stepping on a rope, the ghost takes out something from inside its sleeve.

It’s something like a blade that looks like something out of a butcher’s shop in a historical drama.

[Was it a butcher wearing a Zen hat?]

“It’s not a butcher, it’s a ghost!!”

The ghost shouted its name and pointed a butcher’s knife, which looked like something a butcher would use, twirling it with one hand and pointing it at me.

“I’ll kill you! Unidentified saboteur! Before I deal with the devil, I’ll deal with you first!”

[It is unlikely that you will kill him, but if you are going to do that, do not shout while running, but shout afterward.]

I put another magic bullet into the gun barrel and then shot it at the ghost.

Ta-eu-ang!

A magic bullet flying in a straight line towards the ghost’s body.

Likewise, it circles the cable car a few times and quickly moves down along the cable car wires, aiming for ghosts.

“That damn magic bullet, I will cut it down!”

The ghost pointed the butcher knife forward and glared at Matan.

The moment the magic bullet bounced towards him, he looked at me with sunken eyes, as if he was going to cut it down and run towards me.

however.

[ah. Let me tell you one thing. The one just coming down is N.]

“What-”

[And the thing I just fired was an S bullet.]

By the time I explained it, it was already there.

[You are already broken.]

Ta-eu-ang!!

Back and forth, two magic bullets attracted by powerful magnetism hit the front and back of the ghost’s cradle.

As if it was sticking.

[It’s a magnet.]