The Crazy Villain Regains His Sanity - Chapter 360
Episode 360
Berserker swallowed his sleep as he watched Choi Jun-ho disappear into the distance.
The impact of the gift that he had newly acquired transcended space was so powerful that it went beyond imagination.
I was so worried that my whole body might be disintegrating into nano units.
Even though he thought he was going to die like this, he was persistently holding on to the strings of life and felt something writhing inside him.
It feels familiar.
It has existed for a long time and disappeared at the same time.
Full recovery.
It was a gift that disappeared due to Choi Jun-ho.
But for some reason, the presence of complete recovery grew bigger and bigger inside.
This situation has been happening for quite some time.
Berserker didn’t understand why this was happening to him.
Are there cases where a one-time expiring gift can be regenerated?
What had been a long time ago became clear with the use of Choi Jun-ho’s gift.
The badly damaged body recovered incredibly quickly.
I didn’t know how it was going, but one thing was clear.
“That’s interesting.”
Plus, it’s to your advantage.
I came to realize that human life is wonderful and creates miracles.
Then he pulled out his greatsword and swung it like a thunderbolt at the villains who were running towards him.
Sigh!
The immense force of the great sword crushed the enemies in an instant. Berserker, who did not even pay attention to the villains who were horribly crushed and scattered to pieces, jumped towards the place where the intact villains were gathered and swung his great sword.
“Khahahaha!”
An unknown power surged endlessly throughout my body. Berserker cut, smashed, and crushed the enemies with his great sword to destroy the enemies standing in his way, leaving the surrounding area devastated.
In an instant, more than twenty villains were shattered before the great sword.
“Kkkkkkk!”
Berserker, who had left it to his instincts to lay waste to the ground, suddenly sensed that the commotion had grown. I turned my head to check, and before I knew it, Choi Jun-ho had opened the fortress door and allied forces were rushing in.
When Choi Jun-ho spoke, Berserker paused without realizing it.
This phenomenon that happened to you can be evaluated positively.
But what if Choi Jun-ho finds out about this?
“….”
My hair became bitter.
Meanwhile, the Allied forces who had entered the area stopped and dispersed when they saw the scene they had created.
And a figure stopped next to Berserker.
A head reminiscent of a lion’s mane and a ferocious spirit that does not hide its presence at all.
It was Maxim Geddes, the Lion King, a teenager and the leader of the party.
The two met their gazes in the air and balanced their momentum without saying anything for a while.
It was a formidable opponent.
“You want to take charge of the black hound?”
“Do you have any complaints?”
The momentum of pressing down with pure force was conveyed. Berserker also showed his teeth without being pushed back.
“Blackhounds have been my favorite food for a long time.”
“It’s my food now.”
“It doesn’t look like he’s in good condition, but if he’s dealt a cruel blow to that opponent, I won’t be able to see him again.”
Although he was completely recovered due to some phenomenon, his appearance on the outside was nothing short of hideous.
Maxim Geddes, who was persistently scanning Berserker, said.
“Give way.”
“hate.”
“Even though I say such nice things?”
“You think you can do anything.”
Maxim Geddes’ eyebrows twitched.
“I’m talking about pretty good form.”
“I’m speaking kindly too. “If it weren’t for my master’s instructions, I would have twisted your neck first.”
“Similar to me.”
“….”
A ferocious energy hovered between Berserker and Maxim Geddes. The force surrounding the two was so rough that the Allied forces were able to avoid them.
“Should I twist the neck before the black hound?”
“It’ll be a good warm-up before dealing with him.”
With the league’s villains, the two built up momentum as if they were going to fight at any moment.
Momentum and momentum intertwine to gauge each other’s capabilities. As their bodies were shaking, they entered into a war of nerves, each trying to take advantage of the other’s weakness.
But at some point, that momentum disappeared as if washed away. It wasn’t that the two people stopped, but that a force stronger than the two of them forced them to do it.
“It’s something they do well.”
Berserker and Maxim Geddes’ heads creaked and turned.
Choi Jun-ho was standing there with his hands hanging down and a pitiful expression on his face.
It looks like that hand is going to come to snatch my neck at any moment.
I feel like the heat that made my heart boil has cooled down.
“why? Just keep sticking with it. “If you want to deal with someone so strong, I can deal with you, right?”
“….”
Berserker and Maxim Geddes reflexively stepped back.
“It’s a misunderstanding. “I was checking how strong it was against a black hound.”
“It was a light warm-up exercise.”
However, these words did not make any sense to Choi Jun-ho.
“Would you like me to kill you with a warm-up exercise?”
“I refuse.”
“There is a battle going on. “I’m going to take care of the enemy.”
After a while, Choi Jun-ho was going to take action first, so Maxime Guedes left the position.
As the conflict disappeared, Choi Jun-ho stopped arguing. Instead, he looked at himself slowly and said something in passing.
“Is it in better condition than you thought?”
It wasn’t shown on the outside, but it was annoying. Berserker sensed a change within himself as he was pushed into an extreme situation by Choi Jun-ho’s gift.
What if you tell this to Choi Jun-ho? This is the person who will try to find out what changes have occurred right here.
It must never be revealed or caught.
“The recovery medicine you gave me was good.”
“The performance is good, but such a dramatic effect? “I thought it would be nice to buy some time.”
After that, Berserker almost cursed as he muttered that he would somehow get better if he poured the restorative medicine on him.
As always, its pattern of harassing people went far beyond human imagination.
“I am now going to catch the Hell Master.”
“good.”
“Your opponent… is coming over there.”
It was with the appearance of the Black Hound that the Allied forces, who had been pushing forward without hesitation after the fortress gate was breached, began to hesitate.
Berserker, recalling the conflict not long ago, curled the corners of his mouth.
“Try to do well.”
“Are you worried about me now?”
“There are hundreds of things I want to test in the future, so it would be difficult if I died in vain.”
“….”
Those words were not the least bit comforting.
However, without any time to feel offended, Choi Jun-ho tapped Berserker on the shoulder and spoke in a low voice.
“Let’s slowly analyze the changes that occurred to you after the battle is over.”
“….”
I pretended not to, but I noticed. While I felt goosebumps spreading, Choi Jun-ho was passing by and moving away.
“…I can’t die because of my command while dealing with this guy.”
You can create the atmosphere of a horror movie with just a few words.
I felt a stronger sense of danger that I would die from Choi Jun-ho than the thought that I would die from the black hound I was immediately facing.
“Kkekeke, not even the notoriety of the three evils of the League has any effect on me.”
The new version of Berserker burst into laughter and rushed towards Black Hound.
Because it had been promised in advance, the Allied forces stood aside, and Maxim Geddes, who was dealing with Black Hound, licked his lips and retreated when Berserker charged.
Kwaaaaaaaa!
A tremendous explosion rang out. Black Hound, who relieved his shock by crossing his hands, looked at Berserker, whose mouth was curled up, and his eyebrows were drawn together.
“Is it you again?”
“It’s been a long time. “Let’s achieve the victory we couldn’t achieve then.”
“The guy who was lucky enough to survive comes forward without knowing his subject.”
“Who was the lucky one who survived?”
“Let’s deal with it quickly.”
Black Hound stretched out his hand towards Berserker without the slightest hesitation.
* * *
Black Hound is a superhuman whose very existence is a weapon of slaughter. His whole body is a lethal weapon, and he knows not only martial arts, but also swords and guns.
Berserker’s fierce sword is strong and straight. However, the subtle messiness at the end plays a decisive role in disrupting the opponent’s pace.
This change gives the opponent the upper hand and provides a starting point for Berserker to push in the desired direction. This initiative, underpinned by the prejudice that he was crazy, gave Berserker victory.
But now Berserker’s changes were not working on Black Hound.
Wearing black knuckles, he forced the greatsword’s path by intentionally disrupting its changes. The movement of both hands is faster than that of a large sword and can create more changes.
Quad deuk!
The corners of Berserker’s mouth curled up as he grabbed the sword and forcibly twisted it. A faint smile appeared on the black hound’s lips.
The presence of a formidable opponent made them strive endlessly.
Defeat and destroy the enemy. And it gives you an edge over the competition. That was the driving force that made them stronger.
“Is this really a legend about a former special agent?”
“….”
“I’ve heard about the code name Black Hound for a long time.”
“It’s an old story.”
“Everyone has a past.”
“Why are you suddenly bringing up the past?”
“I don’t feel like it. Those guys up there seem to think you can repent and come back.”
“….”
Black Hound’s expression distorted after hearing Berserker’s recommendation.
“They still think they can do whatever they want with me.”
“Isn’t it obvious what a group of politicians are?”
The story Berserker brought up was so old that it was postponed beyond Black Hound’s memories.
It’s something I’ve put off so long that I don’t even remember it anymore.
In the past, Blackhound was an American special forces agent who was an absolute powerhouse with a 100% mission completion rate and was called a legend.
With his presence in carrying out tasks perfectly without any error, the United States gained an absolute advantage in operations.
In particular, he was selected as a person who will lead the next generation of America as he possesses a personality that receives absolute support from his unit members.
Until he heads to the league.
“The reason I became a villain is because I realized the reality that awakened people are nothing more than tools for those in power.”
Blackhound believed that ordinary people and awakened people could coexist. Under the value that all people are equal and can enjoy freedom, they blindly supported and followed the hegemony pursued by the United States.
“He may put it in nice words, but in the end, he is full of intentions to solidify his power. “An awakened person who listens well is nothing more than a useful tool.”
From the beginning, those in power had no intention of letting the awakened people take their place next to them.
The only goal was to think about how to effectively handle the awakened and how to put them on a leash.
They use it to their heart’s content, but if they think it poses a risk to themselves, they throw it away.
“When I saw that bare face, I realized I had to change the world.”
Blackhounds became abandoned due to their unique popularity, excessive strength, and idealistic values.
It was abandoned without proper support in an operation with the ‘Nightmare’ difficulty level, which was impossible to carry out.
However, the black hound’s strength exceeded what they measured.
Black Hound was furious at the betrayal of those he thought were allies.
He came back alive and well and killed everyone involved in the operation. And he joined Argos, who had been persuading him to join for a long time, and became a member of the League’s Three Evils.
It was the world that turned him, who wanted a world where ordinary people and awakened people coexist, into a monster.
“I will kill you and kill everyone who came here to warn the world.”
“I see.”
“what?”
“Is there anyone in the world who doesn’t have a story? Everyone is most touched and distressed by what they have experienced. however.”
Berserker fixed his gaze on the black hound and curled the corners of his mouth.
“What can I do with that?”
“….”
“Forget the recommendation I just gave you. It’s like a PPL that I had no choice but to do because I received a deposit.”
Now you have paid everything you deserve.
The nobles above seemed to be quite desperate, but they should have left it to the right people in the first place.
Berserker had no intention or effort to persuade Black Hound from the beginning.
“I just want to focus on killing you right now.”
“I think the same thing.”
The two gods began to become entangled once again.