Chronicles of the Demon Faction - Chapter 537

Episode 537 The Toothless Lion’s Remorse (5)

Uuuuuuuung.

‘Ugh!’

Even if I tried to open my eyes, I couldn’t.

Flash!

When I opened my closed eyes, a blood-red glow emanated from the pupils. The radiance was so strong that it brightened up the entire dark closed training room.

And the moment he saw the brilliance he gave off, Song Zhengbaek was overcome with a maddening feeling of death.

‘no!’

He closed his eyes again.

Just the act of closing my eyes took a lot of mental strength. From the moment I saw that light, I was overcome with a desire to run outside and tear everyone to death.

It’s an incredibly cruel feeling.

And the basis of that death was the Heavenly Dragon Energy.

‘profit!’

Zhong Zhenbaek tried to pull out the Heavenly Dragon Flag once again.

Surprisingly, he had no problem pulling out the Heavenly Dragon Flag if he wanted to.

He was a warrior who was the great lord of the Four Sects and one of the three strongest men in the Central Plains. He knew the principles of martial arts better than anyone else, and of course, burning off the strange energy within his body was as easy as eating cold porridge.

But…

brrrr.

Zheng Zhongbaek’s fingertips were trembling.

‘Just erase it! Erase it!’

The Ink Blood Monster Dragon True Qi tightened and surrounded the Heavenly Dragon Qi.

Tianlongqi cowered in fear. This was because he knew that the power of the Bloodless Monster Dragon could burn him at any moment.

‘Aaaah!’

Song Zhongbaek screamed. It was a cry of the soul. He raised the Ink-Blooded Monster Dragon Ball to its peak with the determination to crush the Heavenly Dragon Qi right away.

But… that was impossible.

Quang!

His two fists hit the ground. There was a crack in the hard steel floor of the training room.

“Ugh.”

Zheng Zhongbaek grabbed his head.

“Why… why not! why!”

He cannot pull out the Tianlong Qi.

It was because the ability was there, but the mind was rejecting it.

What Tianlonggi brought out was supreme pleasure.

It wasn’t just pleasure. When I felt anxious, it warmed my heart and eased my mood, and when I felt depressed, just thinking about it brought back good memories or imaginations.

At first it was just that. Being able to see each day positively through bright thoughts and emotions that contrast with dark emotions.

I didn’t know that Tianlong Qi had this effect. Although Song Zhengbaek had no intention of being with Dam Sa Young, he also had no intention of abandoning Tian Long Qi. Because it was a ray of comfort to my already devastated heart.

The situation changed on the third day.

While listening to Hwang Gon’s report on how the central government was going, my head turned white. And when he came to his senses, he was clutching Hwang Gon’s neck.

It was an eerie moment.

If it had been just a moment later, Hwang Gon would have broken his neck. They would tear his flesh and drink his blood.

At that very moment, Song Zhengbaek was able to recall a memory he had forgotten. That he almost killed Hwang Gon a few days ago.

I thought it was a dream I had because I was so drunk. But it wasn’t a dream. The hand that was trying to strangle Hwang Gon, who had fallen drunk, was clearly his.

‘Live!’

Tianlongqi fuels the spirit of death.

Surprisingly, it usually soothes and caresses all kinds of worries. It warmly envelops your mind and body with the ultimate comfort that no one can provide.

And the moment when that good feeling reaches its maximum.

At that very moment, a fierce feeling of death boils over. It was like being forced to the bottom of hell just when I was flying the highest.

To say that the power of that reversal was devastating is not enough. If it weren’t for the remittance bag, no one would have survived until now.

And even he, the owner of such strong patience, could not erase the Heavenly Dragon flag. It was so vicious that even saying it was terrible was not enough.

“Let’s… try again.”

Zhong Zheng Baek’s entire body was covered in sweat, and he had become very thin in less than a month.

“I can do it. I can do it. Tianlonggi is not mine. “Someone like this can’t control me…!”

Quaaaang!

Before I could finish speaking, I hit the floor with my fist.

Now, I feel anxious all the time. I really felt like I was going crazy.

However, when I suppressed the feeling of death, my mind became at ease as if it had never happened before. I felt myself gradually becoming a slave to that comfortable pleasure.

As if addicted to drugs.

Even though he repeated countless times that he could just get rid of it, he could not escape from the peace of mind and body and leisurely pleasure that Tianlonggi gave him. No beauty or beauty could compare to Cheonryonggi.

‘Is this also a heart demon?’

I was really shaken.

Ugh.

Cheon Ryong-gi, who read negative emotions, reminded me of the time when I met Hanam Cheilmi (河南第一美) and enjoyed the arts.

Soon, a smile appeared on the corner of Zheng Zhongbaek’s lips.

‘It was really good.’

I liked her beauty and I liked her youth.

No, regardless of that, the excitement itself was so good. Whether I can hold his hand first, whether he will look at me strangely if I ask him out for a drink, etc…. The blood and excitement that can only be felt when you are young, the emotions of the time when you dreamed of a pleasant future, shook the remittance bag.

It felt like I was there at that time. No, on the contrary, I felt several times more excited and happy than before.

“Haa…”

My heart trembled just thinking about it. I wanted to forget everything and go see her. I wanted to have a small conversation, asking if he remembered us back then and saying it was nice.

And I wanted to tear her flesh and drink her blood.

‘Sigh!’

The happiness that reached its peak led to a death that was beyond imagination. Zheng Zhongbaek’s eyes went from red to dark red.

“Aaaah!”

Kwaaaaang!

An explosion rang out from the fist that was thrown out without any care.

“Huh! “Huh!”

I was out of breath.

He pushed the Bloody Blood Monster Dragon to its limit and killed it again and again thousands of times. Even the world’s greatest expert could not help but feel exhausted.

Liquid mixed with sweat, saliva, and blood from internal injuries dripped onto the floor.

Song Sang-baek, who had been out of breath for a long time, suddenly realized that his fist was caught somewhere in the air, not on the ground.

‘…?!’

Zhong Zhenbaek’s eyes sparkled.

Wow!

With his fist removed from something as strong as a noose, Song Zhongbaek took three or four steps back and looked ahead.

Soon his eyes widened.

“Hmm.”

“you you…?!”

“This is completely ruined. “It’s not a very nice sight.”

Surprisingly, Seoryang was there.

There was a young master of magic who was much taller than himself, with broad shoulders and a unique, cynical smile.

Zhong Zhenbaek’s mouth opened blankly.

‘illusion? fantasy?’

Yes. It will happen.

This was Sanghyeolseong Fortress and one of the deepest secret places in Sanghvisseong Fortress. Hwanggondo was a place where you could only contact people from outside, but you could not force them to come in.

Even more so for Seoliang, the leader of the Heavenly Demon Church. In the first place, he cannot set foot in the Iron Blood Castle itself.

“Now… even you show up.”

Xu Liang frowned.

“Even you? “Who else is here besides me?”

“This guy… this guy!”

Zheng Zhongbaek gritted his teeth.

“Are you planning on shaking me again?!”

Wow!

Song Sang-baek narrowed the distance in an instant and struck a blow.

It was a tension loaded with powerful force. Although he had consumed his true energy for a long time and had deep internal injuries, his ability to unleash his internal power was still that of Suraje.

Of course, for an expert of equal or greater skill, this attack by Sang Geum Baek was laughable and in vain.

“what the.”

Quang!

“Oops!”

Song Sang-baek’s body swayed. Seoriang, who grabbed his wrist, punched him in the face.

Since I had the ejaculate in my hand, I didn’t lose my nose or teeth, but it was enough to wake me up. Zhong Zhenbaek shook his head and looked at Xu Liang.

“Inoom…!”

Jiiiiiiing.

Xu Liang frowned.

‘what is this?’

Both eyes were burning dark red like metal heated in a fire.

The life that emanated from those eye lights was truly amazing. Even when he faced King Biyo, he couldn’t pull out this level of deadly force.

“Why don’t you stop telling me to disappear! “I don’t want to see you!”

Pow!

“Oops!”

The money bag stumbled.

He was hit in the abdomen with a sharp angle that tore an iron plate like a sheet of paper, but unfortunately he could not fall. This is because Seo-ryang held his wrist until the end.

“I don’t know anything else…”

Seo-ryang’s eyes were shining coldly as he grabbed Song Zhong-baek’s chin and lifted it up.

“Let’s come to our senses and get hit first.”

He pushed the remittance bag against the wall.

Quaaaang!

Blood burst from Song Zheng Baek’s nose and mouth.

Immediately, Seo-ryang’s two fists swung like lightning.

Burbubbubbuk!

“Kuheook!”

Yeonhwan’s fist, which had no mercy at all, exploded all over Song Geumbaek’s upper body.

It didn’t have the power to tear flesh or break bones, but it was a sure blow in terms of pain. His demonic energy, which had reached a divine level, roughly stimulated the pain perception of Song Zheng Baek.

Pow! Whoa!

“Ego.”

Bye! Burbubbuk!

“I think it’s gotten to this point.”

Ta-ta-ta-tang!

“If you still don’t feel like it, let’s take a short break and then go back in.”

Squeeze! Whoa whoa!

A long, straight, deep blow landed on Song Zheng Baek’s chest. Song Zheng Baek’s body, hit by the Man-Ap Gold Horse, was thrown against the wall.

“Hmm.”

Seo-ryang, who was quietly glaring at the remittance bag, retrieved his arm.

Coo!

The remittance bag fell to the ground.

“Wow! Huh! “Huh!”

He survived despite being hit hard enough to break the wall.

Xu Liang chuckled.

“Similar to my disciple, I’m half sick, but I’m still a thousand times better than that guy. “The body that I have learned and trained so far is as good as before.”

“Cough!”

Song Sang-baek, who had been coughing several times, trembled and raised his head.

“you you…!”

“What are you doing?”

“You guy… Are you really saying that you are Seo-ryang?”

“How many more hits should I give you? “Do you think I have to break a few bones before you come to your senses?”

Zheng Zhongbaek’s eyes widened as if they were torn apart.

He quickly looked back at Tianlongji. The Tianlong flag was quieter than ever.

It’s because of magical energy. The absolute demonic energy that had infiltrated through Xiliang’s fist was completely blocking the Heavenly Dragon Qi.

To be more precise, it seemed that the Heavenly Dragon flag itself was extremely frightened by the fierce power of the Old Yu Demon flag.

But that wasn’t important right now.

A look of astonishment appeared in Zhengmeibaek’s eyes.

“How did you get here?”

“Well, that’s fine. “How did they crawl in?”

“…no way?!”

Fear and anger welled up in Zhong Zhenbaek’s eyes.

“You guys! “Did you hit your nature?!”

Seo-ryang laughed without realizing it.

“It’s definitely only a matter of time before people break down. “If nothing else, I thought he was a person with a fairly rich imagination… But didn’t I go too far?”

“What are you saying!”

“I’m not saying it hit your nature. … Not yet.”

“…?!”

“Hey Song Seongju.”

Seo-ryang smiled bitterly as if he was in trouble.

“Why do you keep showing me such an ugly side every time we meet? “It weakens people’s hearts.”

“….”

“If you keep showing up like this, what will be the use of all the efforts of our entire military, who stayed up all night to kill you?”

Zhong Zhenbaek’s eyes became even more bloodshot.

Seo-ryang, who was quietly looking down at him, stretched out his hand like lightning.

Pow!

“Oops!”

Seo-ryang said coldly as he grabbed Song Jong-baek by the neck and pulled him up.

“Originally, I was planning to make you a half-asshole and leave… but I changed my mind.”

“Kuhuheook!”

“Take out that stupid Celestial Dragon right now. If you don’t get it out within half an hour, I’ll just kill you right here.”