SSS-Class Suicide Hunter

world of dead constellations.

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'It's cold.' In the middle of the snowy field, Sobaekhyang thought.

Buried in the white snow, the world became colorless, odorless, and soundless.

The world was just a cold blank sheet.

'cold… … ' It was cold.

The bones were cold.

The blood was also cold.

Sobaekhyang thought.

'My stomach is tingling.' 'mom?' 'It looks like the intestines are filled with ice.' 'mom.' 'It's too cold here.' thought and thought As the thoughts continued, the intestines became more and more frozen.

Before long, even the thought of such thoughts became cold in my head.

cold Another cold world.

Mother's distant rear view.

how much time has passed -… … uh huh the silence is broken - It's a strange thing.

It's really weird.

Then the odor was broken.

- It's been ten days since it stopped snowing in this area.

If you count the thickness of the snow covered by it, it reaches 5 cubits (尺).

Why is this Ahae still alive? Finally, even colorlessness was broken.

Sobaekhyang looked at him with young eyes.

An old man was standing.

He was digging in the snow, and it was making a noise.

He grabbed his wrist and smelled the old man.

The eyes of the old man who looked at him were black.

- It's not an ordinary child.

The old man was an old master of magic.

- He was born with ice and snow.

The coldness of the world will be your bet.

It's weird and it's weird.

A little kid has passed ten days in a snowy field even after eating only his eyes.

Isn't this the polar-sounding body you've only heard in the literature? -.......

- Ah, yes.

what is your name Sobaekhyang opened her lips.

-I do not know.

I couldn't remember the name.

- How old are you? -I do not know.

- How did you get buried in such a snowy field? -I do not know.

-......

I couldn't think of anything.

It was cold.

His thoughts froze, his brains thinking of thoughts froze, and all the words in his head and heart seemed to froze.

- Poor thing.

A child has already been buried in the harmony sutra...

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The old man groaned.

-However, it is the perfect bowl for learning martial arts.

If the king of the North Sea sees it, he will take it even if he pays a billion dollars.

Giyeon (奇緣)! but what the hell Will main school become Giyeon for you, or will you become Giyeon at main school? It's very difficult to gauge with my presbyopia.

Sobaekhyang didn't understand.

From a while ago, I could hardly understand what the old man was saying.

The person in front of me only said very difficult words.

stroking.

The old man stroked Sobaekhyang's hair.

- Oh, I have to.

will you follow me -.......

-Feed me and put me to bed.

It was easy to understand.

Nodding slowly, the old man said.

-You don't smell anything.

Since you have no name and do not know your birth, you are most likely a child born of snow.

I will give you my last name.

And do not call you cedar, because you are the fragrance of the snow.

the scent of the eyes.

-From now on, you are a member of the Magyo, Sobaekhyang.

Sobaekhyang was silent for a while.

and said -Where am I going? The old man smiled.

- It is a place where children like you gather.

5.

“---Impossible!”

the angel said “I have never had a single disciple in my life.

No matter how much the world has turned into a small place, there is no change in the law of this throne.

Disciple! Nonsense!”

hot spring cave.

We left the snowy field and came to the depths of the last survivors of this world.

Chunma and Moorim Maengju said, 'I heard there were still survivors...

' We were surprised, but gladly welcomed us as guests.

But I only accept them as guests.

He didn't seem to have any intention of accepting me as a disciple.

"no way.

Maduya.

Why are you being so petty?”

Moorim Maengju chewed the Byeokgokdan next to him.

“It’s amazing that Ahae, other than Sae, have survived.

Not only did I survive, but I came through this tough river to learn from you, so it deserves to be added to the uniqueness and joy.

Why do you need to roll hard like before?”

“It’s unique and pretty.”

“Hmm,”

the angel said and snorted.

“Nevertheless, a priest’s law is a harsh law! The school does not allow anyone to enter the school recklessly.

Only Ahae who have been abandoned by their parents and forsaken by the world can enter the devil.”

“Ttttttttt.

They say that they are more discriminating than we are when they see us as a kkondae every day.”

Maengju Moorim shook his head.

“Ahaha.

That's right.

After all, how about leaving behind all the fussy magicians who are here and trying to use yourself as a teacher? I am Namgungwoon.

He is the leader of the Daenamgungse family and the leader of the Jeongpa Moorim.

When you come in as my disciple, you will be very affectionate...

… "Why do you think you won't accept me as a disciple, Chunma?" I ignored the old man and asked, 'Morim Maengju was slightly shocked,' he said, 'Why did my name not spread widely except for birds...!?' "It's a little pitiful, but let's leave it alone." Chunma narrowed her eyebrows, "I didn't tell you.

Only Ahae, who have been abandoned by the world, can enter the school." “The world has changed.”

I said, "People have turned into gangsters because of the bizarre nature of the mystery.

The sect of Moorim and Sega both perished.

Since the world has forsaken humans, we are all abandoned to the world, whether we like it or not." “Cheonma-sama.

Couldn’t the conditions for admission to the school be satisfied by itself?”

Chunma closed her lips.

Probably because I was right.

Above all… I was a hunter.

I was an orphan who abandoned the outside world and jumped into the tower.

It was a bit embarrassing to say that I was abandoned by the world, but I could say I had abandoned the world.

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The [conditions for admission] that Chunma said will be fully satisfied.

Chunma stood up from her seat, “If you are so confident, try some three-way sword technique.”

She looked down at me slowly and said, "Whether you are qualified to inherit the teachings of this school or not, I will judge with your own eyes.

"......." I also got up from my seat.

"Thank you for the opportunity." I pulled out my holy sword.

Shreung! The sound of knives echoed in the wide cave.

People were looking at me.

It was quietly waiting for what kind of swordsmanship I would demonstrate.

Of course, I had no intention of showing off the samjae sword technique.

[Activate the skill.] Demon Heavenly Gods (魔天神功).

It was because there was a skill that I had learned for this very moment.

“…whoah.”

When Shingong was activated, countless movements were drawn in my mind.

Strange and mysterious sword paths.

However, seeing the road in front of you and driving on the road were two completely different things.

I still haven't fully realized the macheonsingong.

If you show off your swordsmanship like this, your body will be torn like a bird chasing after a stork.

'If it's going to be torn anyway.' Therefore, I remembered.

'It should be torn properly.' The scenery of [trauma] that I have experienced so far.

Drawing them one after the other in his mind, he swung his sword.

to unleash magic.

There were moans and screams that I had witnessed and witnessed while climbing the tower.

Moans and screams were always raw and vivid.

I remembered moans and screams, as if I had just heard them.

Their voices touched my heart.

“Please help me.”

“Please help me, I’m hungry.

Something to eat, please.”

In the basement of a mansion.

I remembered the voices of the children who were locked up and tortured there.

“I want to live.”

The children were chained.

When the house catches fire and burns.

The children stared at the fire burning in front of them, but they were caught in chains and could not escape.

It had no choice but to be set on fire.

“I wanted to play a little more.”

With the screams of the children in his heart, he swung his sword.

“Hey, Maduya! That sword...

… ""......." I could hear the bewildered voice of the moorim master in the vicinity, but I ignored it.

What I should keep in my mind now is not the sound of the moorim master.

Slowly, slowly, slowly I swung my sword as I remembered what I had to remember.

「Burn it!」 「Burn the witch’s nest!」 On the edge of a continent, I remembered the voice of the devil who was trying to save the sick there.

「Why?」 「 You are human too.”

Black oozes from his eyes.

The paradise she made.

A small village is being burned.

The sight of people burning people and people burning people is a seal in their eyes.

「You are human too, so you know how to cry.」 「You were called a monster.

So you had no hesitation in burning them.」 「Are you the only human beings?」 With the cry of an angler in his heart, he swung his sword.

"......." "......." My sword got faster and faster.

The Demon Goddess I gained through my death became a form.

I felt like I was going to get lost in the middle, but then I pulled up the aura and forced the sword to connect.

-Look at this bastard...? My thoughts changed a little as I unfolded the Demon Heavenly Goddess.

It's probably closer to a scream or a scream than a fingernail.

I was a bastard who should have heard of magic, now I see.

My sword dance was never beautiful.

It was immature.

It was messy.

It didn't smell like flowers, it just smelled like fire.

If swordsmanship has a face, my sword can only burn It was the face of a person clothed in fire.

It was nothing but a scream.

No matter how wonderful the principle of yin and yang, the world born there is only grievous.

No matter how clever the lines of the Three Sutras of the Three Sutras, a lowly human scream You can't defeat a single ray of the world.

A knife-in-law filled with grief is sharper.

A sword swung by a single scream is stronger than a sword that moves according to a clever way.

The deeper the grieving, the lower the scream, the stronger the sword.

So we are strong.

Respect for the strong.

That was the doctrine of the devil.

「Say it.」 「The radish has forgotten hyeop, and hyeop has lost the radish.

Say that.”

“If you say that, I will kill you as you please.”

Cheonma is the heaven of such doctrine.

highest sky.

The heavenly demon should know all the screams of the church members, and should know how to unravel them all with a sword.

The sword that Heavenly Demon spreads must be a scream to the world in every line.

Thus, it proves that somewhere in the world, there were people who screamed and vomited.

“The whole world has become empty.”

“Thousands of years are futile and futile.”

Even the sky.

Even the angels screamed at the last moment.

「Ahaha.

Whoa, hahaha!”

He laughed out loud.

“Uh-huh! ha ha ha ha...

… .”

With that smile in his heart, he swung his sword.

".stop." swung his sword “Stop it.”

swung his sword "Didn't I tell you to stop!" Suddenly, my sword stopped.

It wasn't because I wanted to stop.

The stick.

Cheonma picked up a wooden stick and was blocking my blade.

A dark inner hole stood on the stick, and it roared.

"You bastard..." muttered loudly.

“Where did you learn this by stealing the festivals of the school?”

Her eyes were black.

“You can’t fool the eyes of the main seat! No matter how messy and inexperienced your brother is, what you are unfolding now is definitely the Demon Goddess.

The only person in this world who can learn the divine skills is a demon, and the main seat has never seen your face.”

“Say it.

Where did you steal it!”

It was then that I realized that I was more exhausted than I had expected.

out of breath My whole body was soaked wet.

The holy sword he held in his right hand felt as heavy as a rock.

I looked around.

Not only Moorim Maengju, but also the people in my group looked at me holding their breath.

The starlight of the night sky was pouring down from the open ceiling of the cave.

Maybe time has passed a lot longer than I felt.

"To me..." I opened my mouth with difficulty.

“Am I qualified?”

"......." "Am I qualified to become a disciple of Heavenly Demon?" The angel was silent.

After a long silence, the woman turned her back.

Chunma moved to the far side of the cave.

Her back was a rejecting back, so no one could follow her.

If I had a little more energy, I might have pursued you, but...

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“Sah, my lord?”

dump.

Knee chin loosened.

“My lord! Are you okay, my lord!?”

Consciousness was blurred.

It was because I had consumed too many auras at once, I thought in my dazed mind.

You'll probably faint all night like this.

I tried to smile at the pharmacist as a sign of reassurance, but even that was difficult.

It was already dark before my eyes.

- Ttttttt.

before fainting.

The voice of the spirit behind was heard.

-If you spread martial arts that don't match your rank, you're going to die.

baby boy That's why people say that people have to build it from the ground up.

The mastermind sighed.

- Well, but...

… .

and.

- It wasn't too bad.

weird cub.

I lost my mind.

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