Chapter 510: Forward, Forward (1)
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Kuddeuk!! Something with a far-reaching size that cannot be explained simply by the expression of being huge has escaped from the body of rainfall.
"Gosh! Cahak!"
The heavy rain wriggled, gripping his chest.
A distant pain encroached upon the body.
"Oh, uh."
Twist. My legs are wobbling. I feel something violently struggling to get out of his heart. "Ah."
It's going to collapse. It's going to break. It's breaking.
Like glass artifacts falling on the floor, they are shattered.
The field of vision flashes.
Breathe hard.
My heart is not beating properly.
The black sea, which is so huge that the end of it is unknown, runs around.
The black sea overflows through the cracked bowl.
"Hehehehehehehehehe!!"
I can hear Baal's laughter. The thought of pain preceded the thought of being noisy. 'Ee, Gun...'
I desperately grasped the string of consciousness that was about to break.
The fragments of the broken accident were forcefully attached together.
He cared about his inner self, the breaking vessel.
Finally! I'm finally getting out of this abyss!
I heard the cry of a giant born out of the original darkness.
He emerged from the abyss of the Maha Sea, which had been caving him in, and raised a huge body.
The power of the giant shifts to Baal on the branches of the fallen world number that connect between the rainfall and Baal. "Kkhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Oh, this is it! This is the power of the devil!"
Baal exploded the mine with unbearably joy.
Down. Rain's knees fell down.
The black sea, where the demon escaped, began to run mad.
a smacking sound
'It's broken.
I felt something that made me, his essence and foundation, gradually breaking down.
"Cough, cough, cough!
Flaming. The fire of exploration covering the body of the rain has died down.
Curled up, he vomited black blood.
"Heh, you managed to keep your head above water."
Baal looked down at him with astonishing eyes.
'I thought I'd go crazy right away.' 'Ba, al....'
The rain said in a trembling voice as if it would break at any moment.
in a fast-breaking rationality
West Island,
I could guess what Baal had done and what the hell had happened.
"The demon... has moved on to Baal.
Masha Pauli, who was trapped in the abyss of the Maha Sea, fell to Baal.
It's possible because Baal and himself were both a vessel that could hold the mah-hae.
I chewed on my lips.
I felt my body collapsing in the raging Maha.
He clenched his fist roughly.
Clearly, it is not the demon but himself who was recognized as the master of Maha.
Therefore, the demon could be kept in the abyss of the Maha Sea.
...but...
Nevertheless, the root of the mahae, which forms the mahae, could not be itself.
He was a man of his own.
Crazy
It was just a puppet made to complete the mahae, to capture the mahae.
'Jeez, lal......' the cursing went up. It occurred to me that I was beaten. No, I thought I had no choice but to be beaten.
I didn't even know that In-Geum played such a role or that he made it as a tool to capture the evil in the first place.
I could not even imagine that the demon, who had been tied up in the abyss, would leave his body and hide it from Baal.
'How, what do I do?’
My mind flashes white. He desperately squeezes out how to get out of this situation and how to break it down.
but
"Cough, cough, cough!
Black blood poured out of my mouth again.
Is it an expression that refers to this situation?
The spirit of the Maha, which began to explode once, raged violently.
Like the river where the dam had collapsed, magi was raging uncontrollably.
"Mr. Barber."
He crouched, throwing up blood. Just one mistake, no, no, no, no.
Can I call it a mistake?
He falls helplessly into a disaster that he cannot cope with. It's broken.
I think the puppet knows my place!
I heard the voice of a jubilant demon.
Hmm. This bowl is still incomplete, but... There is nothing I can do.
Entering Baal's body, he clicked his tongue in a voice full of discontent.
Haha. Now... You're finally getting your hands on Mahae!
Paulie shouted in a joyful voice.
"He."
At that time, Baal raised his lips.
"What are you talking about?"
What?
'Hehehe!' he laughed with a shrug.
"You, you're crushed."
Baal's eyes glistened with madness.
His eyes turned to the fallen rain.
"Don't disturb me."
I trembled with a voice full of pleasure.
"You know how long I've been waiting for this moment?"
Baal licked his lips with his tongue sticking out.
The moment the devil falls.
The moment he took everything, and smashed it.
He
"Hahahahahaha!!! I told you, didn't I? What? I was right!"
With both arms wide open arms,
cried out in a scream
"You old!!! It's nothing, it's nothing!"
Boom, boom, boom.
He approached and kicked the head of the fallen rain with his foot.
Oh, my God!
The rain rolled on the floor. You're no better than that puppet.
The cold voice of the demon rang in Baal's head.
Do you think I'm going to be humiliated twice?
The demon gave a chuckle.
If you don't accept me... You, an imperfect vessel, will also be doomed.
The bowl of Baal is incomplete to the extent that rain, which used to be a perfect bowl, may not know.
It was even impossible to maintain without the help of a demon.
As it is,
Baal, like rainfall, collapses and dies.
"I don't care."
The boy smiled and answered with a bright voice.
What?
"Hehehehe! It doesn't matter." Baal's eyes are on the rain, as if he doesn't care about drinking, and doesn't even care about death.
"If I could give you... a miserable end."
If only I could sink into a miserable, desperate, hopeless swamp. "I don't need anything."
Even one's own life is not in front of him.
What...
The demon shed a voice of dismay.
Oh Kang Woo and Baal. Both of the finest of the numerous vessels he had produced were against his will.
"Oh Kang-woo."
Baal ignored the screaming of the devil in his head,
He grabbed the collar of the fallen rain. "Oh Kang-woo, Oh Kang-woo, Oh Kang-woo, Oh Kang-woo, Oh Kang-woo, Oh Kang-woo, Oh Kang-woo, Oh Kang-woo, Oh Kang-woo, Oh Kang-woo, Oh Kang-woo, Oh Kang-woo, Oh Kang-woo, Oh Kang-woo!"
a near cry "Now! Now! Admit it now, huh?
Wishing, pleading, shouting. "I am! It's nothing!!!"
please
"All the misery I've endured in the Old Hell!"
Don't tell me it's nothing.
"My life! My existence! My desire!"
Tell me it's meaningful. "I..."
Please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, "I... Prove it." On a day of upheaval, he fell to hell. It was a very scary and terrible place.
Everything tried to kill itself. Everything tried to eat itself.
To survive there, they had to be predators.
I did everything I could to survive. He struggled miserably, desperately, and horribly.
In a desperate life that repeats from day to day,
He needed a purpose to sustain his life.
I was chosen.
Using the unidentified power of formulation, he repeated it to himself.
You're the chosen one. You're the special one.
So, even this terrible hell is just a kind of ordeal.
I clenched my teeth, held on, held on, held on.
He continued his life by holding onto only one string, in a spirit that changed as he ate the devil.
But, "Tell me... Hurry up, say it." The special being wasn't himself. The chosen being was not himself. The life he had endured was completely destroyed with the birth of the demon king.
"I am! Tell me my life wasn't meaningless!!"
He listened to the cries of desperation, and he said, "Oh, shit. Hey, baby." I answered in a faint voice, as if it were going to break.
He gasped up his mouth. "You, after all... Yeah, for yourself... You can't do anything, you idiot."
He continued with a cold sneer around his mouth. "Mr. Arms... What are you, adolescent chick?
It's a dog-smile that doesn't even make a fool of itself. ""
Your life is,
Your existence is.
Your desire,
After all, life can't be proved without someone else's acknowledgement.
"Nothing."
....
The light disappeared from Baal's eyes. "Ah, ah, ah."
He crushes his body, tearing his head apart. "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" "Oh, rain, rain, rain, it's raining!"
Hateful eyes, staring at yourself.
The madness that feels pure, perhaps transparent, is directed at him.
'Seed, Val.'
The look of the rain was distorted.
Oh, my God!
Baal's fist pounded the rain violently.
He rolled the floor and bounced off.
Puck! Puck! Puck!
I felt my body being trampled down on the floor.
The ribs break, and the shoulder bones break.
I feel blood flowing from my torn skin.
'Laughing! Laughing,' the blood in my throat foamed out.
"Hehehehehehehehehe!! That's it. I don't need your compassion anymore! Hehehehehe!!"
I heard a broken laugh.
The trampled footwork became more intense.
"Jeez, Lal."
As the violence intensified, the consciousness faded.
I wanted to somehow control the magi that wandered around my body, but it was impossible to control the mahae, where the center of drinking disappeared.
'Anyway, whatever.
Close your eyes, focus your consciousness. 'At least open the door, stop, man, do it.'
Two of the three doors were open.
To get control of Magi somehow now, that door had to be closed first.
Ooddeuk!
'Laugh!' 'Heh, heh. How is it? How is it? Does it hurt? Hehe!
Baal grabbed his ankle and twisted it.
The ankle, which was bent at an impossible angle, was crushed with force.
He put his foot on his thigh and pulled out his ankle with all his might.
A bank.
The skin is torn, and the flesh and muscles are exposed.
Baal reached out and twisted out his knee.
The terrible pain was passed down on the bridge.
'Oh, my God, maybe.'
Such pain has already become accustomed through deforestation and opening doors.
But, "My... Path." Proudly. The rain bit its molars. Rather than Baal's violence, the internal magi's rampage from the violence brought more terrible outrage.
the pain of a sharp needle floating in each vein
I couldn't concentrate my attention on the more intense pain than the pain of deforestation. 'Time...'
I needed time.
"Hehe. Now, shall we pull out the other leg?"
Baal smiled and reached out to Kangwoo's left leg.
then
'Cheonnyong.' 'Sky.'
two heavily overlapping voices
"Ilseom!"
"Break!"
Kim Si-hoon and Balok, who appeared from both sides, rushed toward Baal.
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Kuddeuk!! Something with a far-reaching size that cannot be explained simply by the expression of being huge has escaped from the body of rainfall.
"Gosh! Cahak!"
The heavy rain wriggled, gripping his chest.
A distant pain encroached upon the body.
"Oh, uh."
Twist. My legs are wobbling. I feel something violently struggling to get out of his heart. "Ah."
It's going to collapse. It's going to break. It's breaking.
Like glass artifacts falling on the floor, they are shattered.
The field of vision flashes.
Breathe hard.
My heart is not beating properly.
The black sea, which is so huge that the end of it is unknown, runs around.
The black sea overflows through the cracked bowl.
"Hehehehehehehehehe!!"
I can hear Baal's laughter. The thought of pain preceded the thought of being noisy. 'Ee, Gun...'
I desperately grasped the string of consciousness that was about to break.
The fragments of the broken accident were forcefully attached together.
He cared about his inner self, the breaking vessel.
Finally! I'm finally getting out of this abyss!
I heard the cry of a giant born out of the original darkness.
He emerged from the abyss of the Maha Sea, which had been caving him in, and raised a huge body.
The power of the giant shifts to Baal on the branches of the fallen world number that connect between the rainfall and Baal. "Kkhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Oh, this is it! This is the power of the devil!"
Baal exploded the mine with unbearably joy.
Down. Rain's knees fell down.
The black sea, where the demon escaped, began to run mad.
a smacking sound
'It's broken.
I felt something that made me, his essence and foundation, gradually breaking down.
"Cough, cough, cough!
Flaming. The fire of exploration covering the body of the rain has died down.
Curled up, he vomited black blood.
"Heh, you managed to keep your head above water."
Baal looked down at him with astonishing eyes.
'I thought I'd go crazy right away.' 'Ba, al....'
The rain said in a trembling voice as if it would break at any moment.
in a fast-breaking rationality
West Island,
I could guess what Baal had done and what the hell had happened.
"The demon... has moved on to Baal.
Masha Pauli, who was trapped in the abyss of the Maha Sea, fell to Baal.
It's possible because Baal and himself were both a vessel that could hold the mah-hae.
I chewed on my lips.
I felt my body collapsing in the raging Maha.
He clenched his fist roughly.
Clearly, it is not the demon but himself who was recognized as the master of Maha.
Therefore, the demon could be kept in the abyss of the Maha Sea.
...but...
Nevertheless, the root of the mahae, which forms the mahae, could not be itself.
He was a man of his own.
Crazy
It was just a puppet made to complete the mahae, to capture the mahae.
'Jeez, lal......' the cursing went up. It occurred to me that I was beaten. No, I thought I had no choice but to be beaten.
I didn't even know that In-Geum played such a role or that he made it as a tool to capture the evil in the first place.
I could not even imagine that the demon, who had been tied up in the abyss, would leave his body and hide it from Baal.
'How, what do I do?’
My mind flashes white. He desperately squeezes out how to get out of this situation and how to break it down.
but
"Cough, cough, cough!
Black blood poured out of my mouth again.
Is it an expression that refers to this situation?
The spirit of the Maha, which began to explode once, raged violently.
Like the river where the dam had collapsed, magi was raging uncontrollably.
"Mr. Barber."
He crouched, throwing up blood. Just one mistake, no, no, no, no.
Can I call it a mistake?
He falls helplessly into a disaster that he cannot cope with. It's broken.
I think the puppet knows my place!
I heard the voice of a jubilant demon.
Hmm. This bowl is still incomplete, but... There is nothing I can do.
Entering Baal's body, he clicked his tongue in a voice full of discontent.
Haha. Now... You're finally getting your hands on Mahae!
Paulie shouted in a joyful voice.
"He."
At that time, Baal raised his lips.
"What are you talking about?"
What?
'Hehehe!' he laughed with a shrug.
"You, you're crushed."
Baal's eyes glistened with madness.
His eyes turned to the fallen rain.
"Don't disturb me."
I trembled with a voice full of pleasure.
"You know how long I've been waiting for this moment?"
Baal licked his lips with his tongue sticking out.
The moment the devil falls.
The moment he took everything, and smashed it.
He
"Hahahahahaha!!! I told you, didn't I? What? I was right!"
With both arms wide open arms,
cried out in a scream
"You old!!! It's nothing, it's nothing!"
Boom, boom, boom.
He approached and kicked the head of the fallen rain with his foot.
Oh, my God!
The rain rolled on the floor. You're no better than that puppet.
The cold voice of the demon rang in Baal's head.
Do you think I'm going to be humiliated twice?
The demon gave a chuckle.
If you don't accept me... You, an imperfect vessel, will also be doomed.
The bowl of Baal is incomplete to the extent that rain, which used to be a perfect bowl, may not know.
It was even impossible to maintain without the help of a demon.
As it is,
Baal, like rainfall, collapses and dies.
"I don't care."
The boy smiled and answered with a bright voice.
What?
"Hehehehe! It doesn't matter." Baal's eyes are on the rain, as if he doesn't care about drinking, and doesn't even care about death.
"If I could give you... a miserable end."
If only I could sink into a miserable, desperate, hopeless swamp. "I don't need anything."
Even one's own life is not in front of him.
What...
The demon shed a voice of dismay.
Oh Kang Woo and Baal. Both of the finest of the numerous vessels he had produced were against his will.
"Oh Kang-woo."
Baal ignored the screaming of the devil in his head,
He grabbed the collar of the fallen rain. "Oh Kang-woo, Oh Kang-woo, Oh Kang-woo, Oh Kang-woo, Oh Kang-woo, Oh Kang-woo, Oh Kang-woo, Oh Kang-woo, Oh Kang-woo, Oh Kang-woo, Oh Kang-woo, Oh Kang-woo, Oh Kang-woo, Oh Kang-woo!"
a near cry "Now! Now! Admit it now, huh?
Wishing, pleading, shouting. "I am! It's nothing!!!"
please
"All the misery I've endured in the Old Hell!"
Don't tell me it's nothing.
"My life! My existence! My desire!"
Tell me it's meaningful. "I..."
Please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, "I... Prove it." On a day of upheaval, he fell to hell. It was a very scary and terrible place.
Everything tried to kill itself. Everything tried to eat itself.
To survive there, they had to be predators.
I did everything I could to survive. He struggled miserably, desperately, and horribly.
In a desperate life that repeats from day to day,
He needed a purpose to sustain his life.
I was chosen.
Using the unidentified power of formulation, he repeated it to himself.
You're the chosen one. You're the special one.
So, even this terrible hell is just a kind of ordeal.
I clenched my teeth, held on, held on, held on.
He continued his life by holding onto only one string, in a spirit that changed as he ate the devil.
But, "Tell me... Hurry up, say it." The special being wasn't himself. The chosen being was not himself. The life he had endured was completely destroyed with the birth of the demon king.
"I am! Tell me my life wasn't meaningless!!"
He listened to the cries of desperation, and he said, "Oh, shit. Hey, baby." I answered in a faint voice, as if it were going to break.
He gasped up his mouth. "You, after all... Yeah, for yourself... You can't do anything, you idiot."
He continued with a cold sneer around his mouth. "Mr. Arms... What are you, adolescent chick?
It's a dog-smile that doesn't even make a fool of itself. ""
Your life is,
Your existence is.
Your desire,
After all, life can't be proved without someone else's acknowledgement.
"Nothing."
....
The light disappeared from Baal's eyes. "Ah, ah, ah."
He crushes his body, tearing his head apart. "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" "Oh, rain, rain, rain, it's raining!"
Hateful eyes, staring at yourself.
The madness that feels pure, perhaps transparent, is directed at him.
'Seed, Val.'
The look of the rain was distorted.
Oh, my God!
Baal's fist pounded the rain violently.
He rolled the floor and bounced off.
Puck! Puck! Puck!
I felt my body being trampled down on the floor.
The ribs break, and the shoulder bones break.
I feel blood flowing from my torn skin.
'Laughing! Laughing,' the blood in my throat foamed out.
"Hehehehehehehehehe!! That's it. I don't need your compassion anymore! Hehehehehe!!"
I heard a broken laugh.
The trampled footwork became more intense.
"Jeez, Lal."
As the violence intensified, the consciousness faded.
I wanted to somehow control the magi that wandered around my body, but it was impossible to control the mahae, where the center of drinking disappeared.
'Anyway, whatever.
Close your eyes, focus your consciousness. 'At least open the door, stop, man, do it.'
Two of the three doors were open.
To get control of Magi somehow now, that door had to be closed first.
Ooddeuk!
'Laugh!' 'Heh, heh. How is it? How is it? Does it hurt? Hehe!
Baal grabbed his ankle and twisted it.
The ankle, which was bent at an impossible angle, was crushed with force.
He put his foot on his thigh and pulled out his ankle with all his might.
A bank.
The skin is torn, and the flesh and muscles are exposed.
Baal reached out and twisted out his knee.
The terrible pain was passed down on the bridge.
'Oh, my God, maybe.'
Such pain has already become accustomed through deforestation and opening doors.
But, "My... Path." Proudly. The rain bit its molars. Rather than Baal's violence, the internal magi's rampage from the violence brought more terrible outrage.
the pain of a sharp needle floating in each vein
I couldn't concentrate my attention on the more intense pain than the pain of deforestation. 'Time...'
I needed time.
"Hehe. Now, shall we pull out the other leg?"
Baal smiled and reached out to Kangwoo's left leg.
then
'Cheonnyong.' 'Sky.'
two heavily overlapping voices
"Ilseom!"
"Break!"
Kim Si-hoon and Balok, who appeared from both sides, rushed toward Baal.
Kuddeuk!! Something with a far-reaching size that cannot be explained simply by the expression of being huge has escaped from the body of rainfall."Gosh! Cahak!"The heavy rain wriggled, gripping his chest.A distant pain encroached upon the body."Oh, uh."Twist. My legs are wobbling. I feel something violently struggling to get out of his heart. "Ah."It's going to collapse. It's going to break. It's breaking.Like glass artifacts falling on the floor, they are shattered.The field of vision flashes.Breathe hard.My heart is not beating properly.The black sea, which is so huge that the end of it is unknown, runs around.The black sea overflows through the cracked bowl."Hehehehehehehehehe!!"I can hear Baal's laughter. The thought of pain preceded the thought of being noisy. 'Ee, Gun...'I desperately grasped the string of consciousness that was about to break.The fragments of the broken accident were forcefully attached together.He cared about his inner self, the breaking vessel.Finally! I'm finally getting out of this abyss!I heard the cry of a giant born out of the original darkness.He emerged from the abyss of the Maha Sea, which had been caving him in, and raised a huge body.The power of the giant shifts to Baal on the branches of the fallen world number that connect between the rainfall and Baal. "Kkhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Oh, this is it! This is the power of the devil!"Baal exploded the mine with unbearably joy.Down. Rain's knees fell down.The black sea, where the demon escaped, began to run mad.a smacking sound'It's broken.I felt something that made me, his essence and foundation, gradually breaking down."Cough, cough, cough!Flaming. The fire of exploration covering the body of the rain has died down.Curled up, he vomited black blood."Heh, you managed to keep your head above water."Baal looked down at him with astonishing eyes.'I thought I'd go crazy right away.' 'Ba, al....'The rain said in a trembling voice as if it would break at any moment.in a fast-breaking rationalityWest Island,I could guess what Baal had done and what the hell had happened."The demon... has moved on to Baal.Masha Pauli, who was trapped in the abyss of the Maha Sea, fell to Baal.It's possible because Baal and himself were both a vessel that could hold the mah-hae.I chewed on my lips.I felt my body collapsing in the raging Maha.He clenched his fist roughly.Clearly, it is not the demon but himself who was recognized as the master of Maha.Therefore, the demon could be kept in the abyss of the Maha Sea....but...Nevertheless, the root of the mahae, which forms the mahae, could not be itself.He was a man of his own.CrazyIt was just a puppet made to complete the mahae, to capture the mahae.'Jeez, lal......' the cursing went up. It occurred to me that I was beaten. No, I thought I had no choice but to be beaten.I didn't even know that In-Geum played such a role or that he made it as a tool to capture the evil in the first place.I could not even imagine that the demon, who had been tied up in the abyss, would leave his body and hide it from Baal.'How, what do I do?'My mind flashes white. He desperately squeezes out how to get out of this situation and how to break it down.but"Cough, cough, cough!Black blood poured out of my mouth again.Is it an expression that refers to this situation?The spirit of the Maha, which began to explode once, raged violently.Like the river where the dam had collapsed, magi was raging uncontrollably."Mr. Barber."He crouched, throwing up blood. Just one mistake, no, no, no, no.Can I call it a mistake?He falls helplessly into a disaster that he cannot cope with. It's broken.I think the puppet knows my place!I heard the voice of a jubilant demon.Hmm. This bowl is still incomplete, but... There is nothing I can do.Entering Baal's body, he clicked his tongue in a voice full of discontent.Haha. Now... You're finally getting your hands on Mahae!Paulie shouted in a joyful voice."He."At that time, Baal raised his lips."What are you talking about?"What?'Hehehe!' he laughed with a shrug."You, you're crushed."Baal's eyes glistened with madness.His eyes turned to the fallen rain."Don't disturb me."I trembled with a voice full of pleasure."You know how long I've been waiting for this moment?"Baal licked his lips with his tongue sticking out.The moment the devil falls.The moment he took everything, and smashed it.He"Hahahahahaha!!! I told you, didn't I? What? I was right!"With both arms wide open arms,cried out in a scream"You old!!! It's nothing, it's nothing!"Boom, boom, boom.He approached and kicked the head of the fallen rain with his foot.Oh, my God!The rain rolled on the floor. You're no better than that puppet.The cold voice of the demon rang in Baal's head.Do you think I'm going to be humiliated twice?The demon gave a chuckle.If you don't accept me... You, an imperfect vessel, will also be doomed.The bowl of Baal is incomplete to the extent that rain, which used to be a perfect bowl, may not know.It was even impossible to maintain without the help of a demon.As it is,Baal, like rainfall, collapses and dies."I don't care."The boy smiled and answered with a bright voice.What?"Hehehehe! It doesn't matter." Baal's eyes are on the rain, as if he doesn't care about drinking, and doesn't even care about death."If I could give you... a miserable end."If only I could sink into a miserable, desperate, hopeless swamp. "I don't need anything."Even one's own life is not in front of him.What...The demon shed a voice of dismay.Oh Kang Woo and Baal. Both of the finest of the numerous vessels he had produced were against his will."Oh Kang-woo."Baal ignored the screaming of the devil in his head,He grabbed the collar of the fallen rain. "Oh Kang-woo, Oh Kang-woo, Oh Kang-woo, Oh Kang-woo, Oh Kang-woo, Oh Kang-woo, Oh Kang-woo, Oh Kang-woo, Oh Kang-woo, Oh Kang-woo, Oh Kang-woo, Oh Kang-woo, Oh Kang-woo, Oh Kang-woo!"a near cry "Now! Now! Admit it now, huh?Wishing, pleading, shouting. "I am! It's nothing!!!"please"All the misery I've endured in the Old Hell!"Don't tell me it's nothing."My life! My existence! My desire!"Tell me it's meaningful. "I..."Please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, "I... Prove it." On a day of upheaval, he fell to hell. It was a very scary and terrible place.Everything tried to kill itself. Everything tried to eat itself.To survive there, they had to be predators.I did everything I could to survive. He struggled miserably, desperately, and horribly.In a desperate life that repeats from day to day,He needed a purpose to sustain his life.I was chosen.Using the unidentified power of formulation, he repeated it to himself.You're the chosen one. You're the special one.So, even this terrible hell is just a kind of ordeal.I clenched my teeth, held on, held on, held on.He continued his life by holding onto only one string, in a spirit that changed as he ate the devil.But, "Tell me... Hurry up, say it." The special being wasn't himself. The chosen being was not himself. The life he had endured was completely destroyed with the birth of the demon king."I am! Tell me my life wasn't meaningless!!"He listened to the cries of desperation, and he said, "Oh, shit. Hey, baby." I answered in a faint voice, as if it were going to break.He gasped up his mouth. "You, after all... Yeah, for yourself... You can't do anything, you idiot."He continued with a cold sneer around his mouth. "Mr. Arms... What are you, adolescent chick?It's a dog-smile that doesn't even make a fool of itself. ""Your life is,Your existence is.Your desire,After all, life can't be proved without someone else's acknowledgement."Nothing."....The light disappeared from Baal's eyes. "Ah, ah, ah."He crushes his body, tearing his head apart. "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" "Oh, rain, rain, rain, it's raining!"Hateful eyes, staring at yourself.The madness that feels pure, perhaps transparent, is directed at him.'Seed, Val.'The look of the rain was distorted.Oh, my God!Baal's fist pounded the rain violently.He rolled the floor and bounced off.Puck! Puck! Puck!I felt my body being trampled down on the floor.The ribs break, and the shoulder bones break.I feel blood flowing from my torn skin.'Laughing! Laughing,' the blood in my throat foamed out."Hehehehehehehehehe!! That's it. I don't need your compassion anymore! Hehehehehe!!"I heard a broken laugh.The trampled footwork became more intense."Jeez, Lal."As the violence intensified, the consciousness faded.I wanted to somehow control the magi that wandered around my body, but it was impossible to control the mahae, where the center of drinking disappeared.'Anyway, whatever.Close your eyes, focus your consciousness. 'At least open the door, stop, man, do it.'Two of the three doors were open.To get control of Magi somehow now, that door had to be closed first.Ooddeuk!'Laugh!' 'Heh, heh. How is it? How is it? Does it hurt? Hehe!Baal grabbed his ankle and twisted it.The ankle, which was bent at an impossible angle, was crushed with force.He put his foot on his thigh and pulled out his ankle with all his might.A bank.The skin is torn, and the flesh and muscles are exposed.Baal reached out and twisted out his knee.The terrible pain was passed down on the bridge.'Oh, my God, maybe.'Such pain has already become accustomed through deforestation and opening doors.But, "My... Path." Proudly. The rain bit its molars. Rather than Baal's violence, the internal magi's rampage from the violence brought more terrible outrage.the pain of a sharp needle floating in each veinI couldn't concentrate my attention on the more intense pain than the pain of deforestation. 'Time...'I needed time."Hehe. Now, shall we pull out the other leg?"Baal smiled and reached out to Kangwoo's left leg.then'Cheonnyong.' 'Sky.'two heavily overlapping voices"Ilseom!""Break!"Kim Si-hoon and Balok, who appeared from both sides, rushed toward Baal.
