The Butler's body trembled.
The images of the prisoners being slaughtered were clearly seen in both eyes.
The reason why this scene was so shocking was that it completely overlapped with the images of the believers who were slaughtering the Bingoes a while ago.
War spirit.
Those who have gained momentum show more power than they can, but those who have lost will not be able to perform even half of their skills.
This is why the congregation was able to unilaterally slaughter more than ten times the number of bingos.
If they had faced them calmly without losing their spirits, it would not have been easy to defeat them completely with these numbers. But the believers are used to provoking and destroying the fear of their opponents. Therefore, the difference in numbers could be reversed so simply.
But…….
Kagagagagak!
Every time the leading tooth swung the sword, a creepy sound stuck in the butler's ear.
What the hell is he?
The congregation was getting cold feet.
Those who were supposed to weigh down the unbelievers were stepping back.
However, the Consul admitted that it was inevitable.
The sight of a man wielding a sword like a demon with no emotion in his eyes made even him groan.
That black man in an unclothed suit, in the same manner of the doctrine...…. No, he was carrying out a one-sided massacre, weighing his opponent more skillfully than a pagan.
The butler turned his eyes slightly.
The bingos, who had been trying to run away until a while ago, were flinching. He was leaning forward little by little watching Lee's performance in the lead.
'No.'
He gritted his teeth.
Those who followed him were already full of courage and were no longer afraid of the congregation. If even the bingos are swept away by that momentum, all that remains is defeat.
"No, no, no!"
Whoosh!
Eventually, the Butler stepped forward.
The floor cracked and dented like a spider web. The huge roar drew the battlefield's attention at once.
"…Useless things. Back off!"
As soon as the dead fell, the marchers flew behind him.
Crunch!
However, while he was losing his body, one of the marchers rolled around the floor sprinkling blood. Chung-Myung's sword had penetrated the back of a man who was running away, turning his body.
"This……."
The butler shivered slightly in anger.
However, Chung-Myung sprayed the blood that had been buried around the sword with a nonchalant face.
"…The d*mn thing.”
The eyes of an angry but indifferent Chung-Myung clashed in Ho Gong.
Before I knew it, the fight stopped.
Backwards, the marchers lined up behind the Consul, and Hwasan's disciples lined up behind Chung-Myung.
It was a truly bizarre confrontation.
There was a confrontation between the two forces that did not base the North Sea on the land of the North Sea, with the soldiers of the ice palace claiming to be their masters.
Song Won, the main bodyguard of Binggo, clenched his teeth at the sight.
What the hell are we?
Scarecrow is the best, isn't it?
This place is a glacier. And they were all warriors of the Bingo.
But now, unrelated people are competing in this bingo, and the bingos were just watching from a distance.
A sense of shame poured in beyond words.
He turned away from the two groups ahead and looked back.
Yosa Hon and Hanyi Myeong stared at Mahyo and Hwasan with faces not much different from the other bingos.Songwon chewed his lips.
Even those young middle-class warriors are fighting without taking care of their own lives. But what the hell are we doing?’
He lived with pride just by enduring this barren land of the North Sea. Those who live in that rich land will never have the same tenacity as them.
But now they have proven with the sword that the beliefs of those bingos are completely wrong.
A scene suddenly crossed Songwon's eyes as he tried to shake his head with the desire to hide in a rat hole.
"Hm?"
His head is a little higher.
A castle in the Bingo.
A child was seen looking down this way through the hole that had been opened.
It was Solso Back.
Now the princess of the ice palace, he stood tall on the wind-blowing wall and looked down.
Tight lips and firm eyes were imprinted in Songwon's eyes.
Song Won's head, who was watching as if possessed, went back to his disciples.
'Not yet....'
It's not all over yet.
Song Won clenched his fist and looked straight at the young warriors.
No conversation came and went.
The two groups were just looking at each other. But there was more chill between them than the sharp winds of the North Sea.
"…...dirty unbelievers don't dare…….”
A new creepy voice leaked out of the housemaster's lips.
"You don't know what the people who interrupted the church are paying for. That life....”
"What's he saying. You're going to kill me even if I don't disturb you."
“…….”
The slightly embarrassed butler closed his mouth.
It was too low-quality and vulgar to be said by someone who had been showing off the spirit of a well-written sword until a while ago.
"Anyway, the demon pups have bad heads. You don't even know what you're talking about, phew. You're a bunch of idiots, all of you."
“…….”
Emotions were sanded out of the butler's face.
Most of the people Chung-Myung has dealt with so far have burst into a rage around here.
However, the butler only stared at Chung-Myung with frightening eyes as if burning cold anger in his heart.
"I'll make a suggestion."
"Hm?"
"Who's the one with the ice?"
"It's me."
Chung-Myung nonchalantly pointed to himself.
Looking at the brazen face, the Butcher opened his eyes faintly.
"Give me some ice. Then I'll step down from here. I can't promise to save you, but if you can, you can leave the North Sea and return to the Middle East before the school begins again."
"Oh, is that a compliment?"
Chung-Myung grinned and asked. The butler clenched his teeth and spoke coldly again.
"……The last warning. Leave the ice and walk away. Then I'll let you live with that life. If you don't accept this offer...….”
Wood.
His fist clenched with a cracking sound.
"You will know for yourself how frightening the school is."
But this time, Chung-Myung openly laughed.
"By the way, babies these days are insane."
What?
Fear?
Dude, I know better than you do.
Oh, I can't even say this!
He sighed deeply and touched the housemaster.
"Well, the offer isn't bad. I don't like unnecessary fights either."
Then, the Chung-Myung group's head turned slightly to the side. He looked as if he had heard nothing.What did he just say?
"It's all good, but there's only one problem."
"What's that?"
"As you say, if we give you ice, you'll just walk away. Right?"
"Yes, I promise on the name of the great man."
A promise made to the Martian in the name of Heavenly Demon was a contract that must be kept, even by burning its body and soul.
Chung-Myung, who is well aware of the fact, also knew that their proposal was never to escape the situation.
One.
"That's the problem, it is."
"…what?"
"Who's going to let you go?"
Chung-Myung, who had been touching all along, suddenly twisted the corners of his mouth with cold eyes.
"I don't think I understand the situation yet.….”
Life streamed from his eyes.
"As far as I can see, there's only one result left for you. "Hwasan doesn't let the demon go alive."
Then the Butler asked back with his eyes wide open.
"What did you just say?”
"Did you eat your ears? I won't let you live...….”
"Hwasan?"
At that moment, a wild magi began to swirl from the butler's body. A stormy black maggie swirled around his entire body.
Whoosh!
It was a tremendous amount of power and energy.
The faces of the Bingoes who were watching the scene turned pale.
The marchers were also frightened, but the author was different from them. It was clear that he wouldn't even be able to deal with it.
"Hwasan? Wasan?"
“…….”
In front of him, Chung-Myung tilted his head in wonder, rather than being frightened.
What's wrong with him?
"Yes……, yes. The sword that blooms the flower. I can't believe you don't know where you're coming from by looking at that sword.What a stupid place to be!!!”
At the end, a voice that started quietly as if talking to myself burst out almost like a scream.
"Hwasan! Hwa Sa Ah Ah Ah An! The hateful and hateful Hwasan have come before us! I changed my mind. You can never go back alive here. I'll chew every drop of blood and flesh!"
Only then did Chung-Myung, who understood the situation roughly, smirked.
"Oh, come to think of it, you guys know that, right? Who cut off the Heavenly Demon hair."
"No, no, no!"
The Butler shot blood with a face that turned into Asura.
"If the bishop had seen you, he would have given you the same command! I'll make you regret it when you die for showing it to us!"
"That's what I have to say, you son of a b*tc*."
Chung-Myung's sword pointed straight at the Butler.
"Come on, I'll cut your neck just like Heavenly Demon."
"Crrr."
The butler, who groaned like a beast, opened his hands. Then the black magi came out with a tremendous amount of momentum.
"Whoa?"
Chung-Myung grinned at the sight.
Not all of them were stupid.’
Margais is not the old one, as the fool has weakened. Of course, it's the same atrocity as before.However, competence was no match for the past.
But that man, the Butler, was under similar pressure to the Martians he had dealt with in the past.
"Hate and hateful people. The cowardice of the church will burn your soul! Bless with your blood this sacred earth that he will resurrect!"
The Consul began to walk slowly toward Chung-Myung.
Every time I took a step, my feet dug into the ground.
Magee, who sprang out of his body, swirled wildly around the whole body like a whirlpool.
It was like a black storm coming in."Ah……. Ah…….”
Binggudos began to sink into the spot as if their legs had been loosened one by one. Even Hwasan's disciples and Hye Yeon, who were behind Chung-Myung, stepped back without realizing it.
but
"But he's been...….”
Chung-Myung spun the sword and grabbed it firmly and strode forward.
Everyone opened their mouths in dismay at his nonchalant pace toward the threatening black storm.
What the hell...….
At that moment.
Paaaaaaaaaaaah!
Along with the sharp sound of a wave, Chung-Myung's sword flew toward the Butcher at an enormous speed.
The butler, who was approaching with his magi, turned his head for a moment and avoided the sword flying away.
Just.
Nevertheless, the end of the prosecution cut through the butler's cheek.
A red line appeared on the pale cheeks and soon red blood began to flow down.
"That's what you're talking about as if you're a demon.”
Chung-Myung twisted his lips and chewed out.
"I'll kill you clean, and if you're going to the other side, ask your superiors."
Who am I?
Chung-Myung with a twisted smile suddenly disappeared. Then it became a black line and shot at the Butler.