SSS-Class Suicide Hunter

song of light and shadow.

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rushed.

picked up a sword take a picture Demon Heavenly Gods.

The first formula 第一 formula.

Asayu Sword My body became a hungry farmer.

My sword became a pickaxe.

With my sword, the air shattered like dry mud.

Broken, broken, and broken, at the end of the exposed air was the head of a viper.

"What… … !”

The viper flinched.

One eye was filled with astonishment.

The viper's shoulder tried to move, then stopped, and in the next moment the pelvis moved.

He gave up on counterattacking me and tried to avoid it.

Farmer's Pickaxe There's no way to miss the land.

I dug in my black void.

The viper leaned back.

The air sucked in as much air as my broken body.

phut! With the sound of cracking and popping in the air, there was a whirlwind of snow.

It was winter.

Every time the wind blew, there was a light breeze, and the air that scratched the nasal passages was terribly dry.

"---Sister." The viper raised his sword.

A viper's single eye shone between his eyes and feet.

There was a shock in the eyes of the only remaining Cheonmumunju.

"What is this," he rushed in.

He raised his sword once more.

“I,”

the viper once again bounced back instead of blocking my sword.

“Oh shit,”

a pop, a popping sound, and a roar of snow.

There was no choice but to avoid it, and a tornado erupted in every spot.

As I tried to run again, I stopped.

To be exact, a rattle, my body stopped.

I wasn't breathing.

I didn't realize it.

"Ouch," breath, dry air rushed into my throat.

Oil rushed through my lungs.

“Huh,”

the five intestines turned over, breathing well, “Haha,”

every time I took a breath, my body ached.

I was trembling.

Black, I didn’t let go.

One match.

One battle ended.

I did..." The viper looked at me in a cold sweat.

“My lord, I thought you were only talking a little bit… … The knife quality is pretty good too.

Seed.

What is it? These are blows that can be completely summarized as [Small Swords], aren’t they?”

“Yes, my disciple! It is truly a sword with the power of the devil that freezes the world and breaks it.

The Moorim Maengju, who was arguing with the heavenly demon, shouted.

There must be a four-dimensional wall that cannot be crossed between the [Negative Demon Sword] spoken by the Viper and the [Battle Demon Sword] spoken by the Master of the Murim, but that wall cannot be noticed unless you have mind-reading skills.

Chunma didn't even realize the wall.

she clicked her tongue “He has only one eye and is quite sharp.”

“Anyway! It's a shame that it's a little old, but it's a machine with a 'real' eye that sees through the essence.

Otherwise, would this Buwolseon received it as a disciple?”

Moorim Maengjoo frowned and glanced at me.

“Hmm.

In those four years, the number of buds I received as a disciple is pretty good, isn't it? How long has it been since you were a disciple? It is the seed of Madu that is so scary that even the Sima-gun can surpass it!”

“So, what I have received as a disciple… … " "Yeah! Are you still going to say things like that!" "......." Chunma shut her mouth.

'Yes.' I took a deep breath and thought, 'This is not a fight for me to defeat a viper, nor a fight for a viper to defeat me.' The purpose of this secret weapon is 'to make the heavenly demons recognize me.' At this point, I and Maengju Moorim had the same purpose: to give the future to a heavenly demon who was just waiting for destruction.

“Oh, Master!”

Moorim Maengju shouted at the viper who responded with enthusiasm, "I'll give you some advice from now on! Make sure you listen carefully!" “What…”

Chunma opened her mouth, “Hey, you old man! What are we going to do now!”

"Why.

Is there any problem? That blue Madhu and you aren't even in a priesthood relationship?" “Well, that’s right… I mean, giving advice during the dance! It’s rude for someone else to practice martial arts even in Go, at the very least, in a situation where two warriors are dancing!”

“Are you two uninhabited?”

Moorim Maengju smiled haphazardly and wiped his beard.

"In my eyes, I can only see the bright blue Madu and the proud late Jisoo of the white dog.

The Daemyungryul also says that Madu can be caught by working together.

There is no problem." “Let’s see, this old thing is really…!”

"Chuckle," exclaimed Maengjoo Moorim exhilaratingly.

"Son, that blue madou, the blows and blows are quite tiring, but he doesn't seem to be able to keep up his momentum! Don't take it and avoid it.

Avoid it and wait for his strength to drop.

do it!" “Hey, Master! Is that true!”

The viper chuckled, "That's it, it's been a long time since I figured it out! Do you have any more practical advice?" “No.

Why is your disciple talking like that again!?”

Cheonma's teeth were sharpened.

It was a face that burst into flames in various ways.

“Uh-huh.

Madhu is now arguing with her tone of voice.

Then, do you want Ahae other than Sae-eux to treat you with Chinese etiquette? Or why? Your disciple… Oh, you haven’t been a disciple yet.

Are you worried that my apprentice will destroy you?”

"this……." “Disciple! Unleash the Phalaenopsis sword (胡媒滿劍) and the rule of life and death! It will be eaten instantly!”

The viper's lined thick eyebrows twitched.

A deep realization shone in his one eye.

"indeed.

Is it [Phalaenopsis bay sword] and [Life-and-death yulryeong]?”

"okay! If I could add one more, I would add the tricks of Heaven and Heaven, but is it possible?”

“Damn, of course it is possible! teacher.

I'm the Cheonmumunju viper!" The viper blew out a runny nose with great force and grabbed the sword.

Meanwhile, I was finally able to catch my breath.

The viper groaned and asked me as I adjusted my posture.

“The King.”

“Yes.”

“Did I ask if you were ever hungry?”

“It was.

Viper.”

“Is that your weapon?”

A question as sharp as the one shot from one eye.

I answered by choosing to breathe.

“It’s an image from the blow from a while ago.”

“It seemed so.”

The viper laughed bitterly.

Then he turned his head and tilted his smile.

“Don’t ask me backwards, my lord.

What do you think of Wu?”

Munju of Cheonmumun discusses martial arts.

It was like a heretic inquisitor discussing God, like a swordsman discussing a sword, and like an alchemist in the distant future discussing medicines, it was something to be engraved with a seated posture.

I would have done the same.

If only I had not met the swordsman, had not learned magic from the heavenly demons, and, above all, had read the psychology of that yangban.

“Don’t answer me!”

The viper lowered his posture and raised his sword.

Like a viper who was poisoned and held up a branch.

“Take your feet! swing your arms! Raise your fist!”

And it moved.

No--- it passed.

It was as if the viper itself had become liquid.

Like water flowing from a high place to a low place, it flowed softly and gracefully.

up to my front Then, the next moment, Kang… … ! “Mura Ham,”

I managed to block the blade that soared upward, from bottom to top.

Immediately after that, the viper grabbed the blade by one turn.

Along the blade, the blade flew up with flaming flames.

The viper raised his sword like that.

As if piercing the sky, he straightened himself into a figure, and slightly bent his wrist.

tilted poured out “I’m going to give the kid in front of me one shot!”

poured out “That's all! Baby!”

A shower of sword strikes covered me.

“Damn it,”

Kang! As soon as you block, "Ah," Kang! The next blow, "Shhhhhh!" The next blow, "Zen," the pouring sword strikes chewed my sword.

I asked.

I opened the gap violently.

"Shhhhh," Then, Tsupat...! !”

Bleeding blood, I barely took a few steps back, but "I'm not missing out!" The viper literally curled up and caught up, like a viper with fangs stuck in its neck.

Another blow from the bottom up and up again.

, after all, strong.

It's not that he's not ranked among the hunters for nothing.

This little serpent! “Hey, lord! I was blown away, but that’s about it!”

The viper snorted.

The fire that soared from within was bursting from the mouth of someone other than me.

“Damn it..!”

it was heaven "Hey!" She screamed at me and leaned over.

“What are you doing! It's raining! It's water! Doesn't it resemble that black rainwater?" The Chunma, who had been grinding his teeth at the provocations of the Moorim Majesty, finally uttered his voice.

The woman clenched her fists and called out to me.

“Where is the fear? Take it and drink it!”

Cheonma acknowledged this secret dance.

I, who became the heir of the magic religion, and the viper who became the heir of the faction.

We acknowledged the fight between the two of us.

This is a confrontation between the Magyo and the factions, and the two of us acknowledged that we were the 'agents' of Cheonma and Moorim Maengism, respectively.

“Ha.”

I laughed.

“Okay!”

He raised his posture while holding the sword in reverse.

The Demon Heavenly God Gong 魔天神功.

The second type.

The Galsabi Sword 渴 Death痛劍.

The pouring venomous sword attack was blocked before it poured in.

And, as if drinking it backwards, he led it to the desired path.

I spilled it on the floor, I spilled it.

"Oh." The viper who wasted one move.

The me who wasted one move.

At the moment when the two eyes crossed, the voices of the old man and the woman were also mixed.

“Disciple! " "under! Then turn it into a puddle!”

The viper crouched and took a defensive posture, and I twisted my sword sideways at the same time.

Demon Heavenly Gods.

The third formula 第三 formula.

The drowning sword.

Very slightly, given the slope.

Oblique horizontally, Kang! Sword strike, Kang! Fly, Kang! To the viper's breath, Kang! In the blink of an eye, Kang! And, in the end, in a different beat, Shu, Pang...

… !! “Chew..!”

The viper with a cut in his side sharpened his teeth.

Moorim Maengju exclaimed, “It’s poisonous! Get off!”

“Stick!”

The demon shouted.

The viper followed the voice of the Master of Murim and retreated, and I followed the voice of the demon, and I followed the voice of the demon.

The viper roared: "You're fucking fighting, really!" “Even a viper is not a formidable depp show!”

"No, really, you're fucking! You weren't fucked in your previous life, lord? How can you be so close?" “Wasn’t that viper was a dog in a previous life?”

As we wondered about each other's past lives, me and the viper shared a sword.

The soft snow rose and the winter wind blew in.

The outfield grew even hotter.

“Shoot it right away!”

"Don't block it! Spread even the spear and avoid it! Then, go to the right-of-way..." "Ahaha! You can't stop that either! Avoid!”

There is a wound on the skin.

increases Blood splattered, flesh flew away.

Both me and the viper became covered in blood at some point.

The broken wounds were buried in the cold wind and quickly hardened into scars.

“Uh-huh, Madou four two years! Where the hell are you?”

Moorim Maengju, who gave the pint cup, was smiling.

“It’s like an old-fashioned old stuffed with only serpents in this cow’s head… … “Even the bruising Chunma laughed.

Every time the two people’s laughter crossed, me and the viper’s sword attack mixed.

Neither the viper nor the viper had any intention of killing each other.

So this was not a life-or-death fight, it wasn't a fight to kill anyone, but it was definitely a fight to kill everyone.

I became the sword of the heavenly demon.

I fought with all my might instead of the demon who could not fight with all my might without pouring out all my strength because my body was infected.

Now it was the scenery she had lost.

The viper has become the sword of the viper.

His entire body has been infected, and he rushed forward with all his might on behalf of the lord of Moorim, who could not wield an ax without breaking his true spirit.

..." All landscapes fade.

No matter how brilliant a dream, one day it will change color.

Human beings will decline.

The woman of Moorim slowly covered her face.

“Goyan bastard… nasty things…”

A genre that has declined.

A world in decline.

“I threw it all away.

I threw it away before, but out of nowhere, I'm coming back...

… "Only people can forsake people.

Only people can not forsake people.

"How can I..." How much time has passed.

By that time, our fight was over.

There were no winners.

There were no losers.

"......." I put my sword in.

I breathed hard and walked with strenuous steps.

I walked through the snow.

Faces.

I walked to the front of the cloaked Cheonma, and bent my trembling knees.

He touched the snowy field with trembling hands, saying, “I want to become a disciple of Heavenly Father.”

I want to be your landscape, “I want to have Heavenly Mamma as my teacher.”

I want to become your unfading dream.

"My nickname is the Four Kings." I hope that your landscape leads to my landscape, your dream leads to my dream, and your life leads to my life.

“My real name is Gongja Kim.”

In an era when all seriousness is ridiculed, I want to be a supporter so that no one will laugh at you: "Please accept me as a disciple." Please continue to live.

That's what I said.

"......." The sunset was colored from the sky.

It was snowing lightly.

"The main seat is Cheonma, Sobaekhyang." Snowflakes flew in the wind for a long time to fall from the sky to the snowy field.

And a single snowflake flew out of them and fell on a woman's dark hair.

White melted into black and flowed.

“I will raise a rite of passage.”

The devil opened his lips.

“I will accept you as my last disciple.”78.