61 Do you know me? (1)

Do you want power?

The voice of the middle bass that rang in my head.

Kim Si-hun intuitively realized that it was the spirit of the Emperor of the Emperor without God.

'I want power!'

There was no reason to hesitate.

There was no time to think about it.

Even if Kim Shi Hoon dies right now, he decides to accept the power of martyrdom.

String.

Accept the power of the Emperor of the Invincible God.

The 'Bowl' is not yet complete, so you can only accept a portion of the power.

A blue message window appeared in front of my eyes with the sound of a young droplet.

Without a chance to check its contents, an intense force boiled from his body.

"Argh!"

I was so worried that my body would swell up and burst away, that a powerful force burst into his body.

A sigh of anguish flowed from Kim Si-hoon's mouth.

Kim Si-hoon endured the pain by roughly breaking his lips.

It was so eagerly, so desperately waiting.

I couldn't foam all the waiting for this kind of pain.

Tuck!

The thread of the skin burst.

His body was bitten red. I felt like I was going to be white in my head because of the astonishing pain.

'You have to endure.'

Kim Shi Hoon gazes at Kim Young-hoon with his eyes twitching.

innumerable mockeries of humiliation passed through his head.

Compared to the frustration I felt then, this physical pain was pathetic.

Obtain the High Level Blade of Sleeping Dragons.

Obtained Wandering Dragon Sword, Wandering Dragon Bo.

You have acquired a clue of Hallucinations.

A mouthful of porcelain flowed into his head.

I could naturally understand how to deal with this bursting force.

Kim Shi Hoon pointed his sword at Kim Young-hoon, who was holding it, craving the power in his body.

"Kim Young-hoo-wooooooooo!!"

A furious cry burst out of Kim Si-hoon's mouth.

Kim Shi Hoon ran to Kim Young-hoon, spreading his wooden legs, feeling the power boiling all over the body.

"Well, what is this!"

Kim Young-hoon shouted with a puzzling expression as he ran away, scattering his endless energy.

He raised his sword and tried to stop Kim Si-hun's sword from swinging at a fast pace.

Ugh!

"Argh!!"

Kim Si-hoon's sword, wrapped in a fuzzy smoke, came down on his sword like a snake and cleaved his chest.

The unique grade armor he wore was split by Kim Si-hun's inspection.

A dark red blood gushed out of his chest with astonishing pain.

"Son of a bitch!!!"

Kim Young-hoon, furious to the end of his head, swung his sword toward Kim Shi-hoon.

Threatening energy was emanating from his sword because of the high level of equipment and screening.

Khh!

"Argh."

Kim Shi-hoon's body, which received Kim Young-hoon's sword, was pushed backwards.

Even if you accepted the power of martial arts, it was not possible to completely reverse the gap at level 30.

'But.'

Kim Si-hoon's eyes shined sharply.

Even though he was pushed unilaterally at strength and speed, he had a power that Kim Young-hoon didn't have.

No balls.

A technology that has melted the experience of many warriors on the ideal way to handle weapons.

The technology was the only way to overwhelm Kim Young-hoon.

'Wondering Dragon Sword Method 3 Herb. Unfortunate.'

The martial arts of Emperor Emperor Athena, which flowed into his head, unfolded into Kim Si-hun's body.

Shabby clouds spread all over the place and devoured Kim Young-hoon's vision.

The screening that flew in the clouds pressed Kim Young-hoon roughly.

"Why…. Why am I being pushed by a 20-level man!!"

Kim Young-hoon shouted in a furious voice as if he could not accept the situation right now.

Things that could not be, things that should not be, were unfolding before his eyes.

But that did not mean that he did not have the experience, the skills to reverse the consequences.

The only reason he was able to be strong was his superior level of skill and equipment compared to Kim Shi-hoon.

"Argh!!"

Kim Young-hoon's restlessness reached the pole with humiliation that was being pushed by the 3rd Awakening Player and the screening of Kim Si-hun who pressured him without a breath.

He launched a reckless attack on Kim Si-hun as you die and I die.

However, such a last-minute attack would not work for Kim Si-hun, who acquired the martial arts of God.

"Hahaha!"

Kim Shi-hoon, who had the chance, swung his sword roughly toward Kim Young-hoon's neck.

'I won!'

Kim Si-hun's eyes sparkled.

However, just before Kim Young-hoon's sword touched his neck, a man with a dark sense of vision stood in his way.

He was guarding Kim Young-hoon's side like a woodstone.

Kwaang!

"Huff!"

Kim Si-hoon's body bounced backwards, blocking the swinging double-bladed axe.

Dark red blood spilled from Kim Si-hoon's mouth, who was shocked by the tremendous shock of riding the sword.

"Ha, ha! What have you done so far, and now you just pop out!"

Kim Young-hoon shouted at him as if he had forgotten the fact that he had first ordered not to get involved.

He lowered his back toward Kim Young-hoon without even a slight change of face, even though he should be unfair enough.

"I'm sorry, sir."

"Uh, cut off his limbs and bring him to me!"

"Yes."

He nodded without hesitation at Kim Young-hoon's cry.

The name of the man is Thousand Myeong Ho.

He was also a skilled member of the Mir Guild and a dedicated bodyguard of Kim Young-hoon.

Compared to Tae-soo, Cheonmyeong Ho, who had a huge chunk of honey, turned to Kim Si-hun with a huge double-bladed axe that matched his body.

"If you follow me gently, I'll finish you off with one arm."

"Dog, sound...!"

Kim Si-hoon poured blood out of his mouth, but did not fall by relying on the sword.

But he also felt awkward.

I don't know what Kim Young-hoon was like, but he can never win this kind of guy right now.

I was injured in an impact too big.

If you don't get a heartbeat right away, your internal condition will deteriorate.

I thought of a system window that was written as a warning in front of my eyes like a wedge.

Kim Si-hun fell into frustration and kneeled on the floor.

'After all, you can't cross it.'

A huge wall that exists between Kim Young-hoon and himself.

The wall that did not even dare to reach out was blocking him.

"Admit it."

Cheonmyeong-ho walked slowly towards Kim Si-hun, who kneeled on one knee.

"You can never go beyond the Bouguild Leader."

"……."

The decisive words from the mouth of Cheonmyeong-ho dug out Kim Si-hun's heart sharply.

His words were not wrong.

He couldn't catch up with Kim Young-hoon no matter what he did.

In the first place, there was a distance too distant to overtake him from another starting point.

"Damn...."

Tears filled with sorrow poured down on Kim Si-hoon's cheek.

The face of his mother who was abandoned by Kim Jae-hyun came to mind.

'I'm sorry I had you.'

When I was abandoned by Kim Jae-hyun, I remembered the words of my mother who held his hand and was fierce.

I'm sorry I had you.

Is there something worse in the world than that?

But she could not deny what she had said so far. I found no grounds to deny it.

His life was a continuation of suffering, and he was never happy.

"I'm sorry... Gentlemen."

Kim Si-hoon turned his head less trembling and looked at Han Seol Ah, Tae-soo, and Eun-wee.

It was a short meeting, but they were the first colleagues to look at themselves.

Regret for failing to protect them has driven them into this danger because of themselves.

"Accept it. The weak have only the right to suffer."

Thousand Yeong-hoon lifted the axe.

Kim Shi Hoon turned his head toward the approaching Thousand Myeonghun. A sharp axe blade aimed down his leg and was stabbed.

"Khh!"

Kim Si-hun closed his eyes with tears.

The unbearable horror dominated him as he thought his legs would soon be severed.

Aaaaaah!!

"Huff!"

"……?"

A scream burst out of the mouth of the Thousand Nam Lake with a clear voice.

Kim Si-hun slowly opened his eyes.

The young man's back, which still felt unfamiliar, stood in his way.

"Hiya. You said something nice."

The rainfall, which lightly bounced the axe of the Thousand Nam Lake, nodded as if he was savoring the words he had said with a dark smile on his mouth.

"Mr. Rain...?"

Kim Si-hoon looks embarrassed as he looks at the sudden rain.

Rain turned its head towards Kim Si-hun and opened its mouth in a heavy tone.

"I'll explain later. Mr. Sihun, you need to take a break. Seol Ahjussi, come here and heal Mr. Shi Hoon."

"Ah… yes!"

Hansula nodded with a complex expression of joy and embarrassment about meeting the rain after a long time.

"... Is it the Wrestler Squad?"

Cheonmyeong looked at the rain with a cautious expression.

He knew that the government was investigating the Devil Church and the guilds involved.

It was likely to be an agent sent by the government, as it appeared that they had waited this long.

"If you were a wrestler, would you be here with your daughter?"

"If so…."

"I don't think we should greet each other kindly, but don't bother asking."

"……."

Cheonmyeong-ho lifted the axe with a stiff expression.

Rain was right.

No more conversations were meaningless, not between people who could tell each other who they were anyway.

"Then I'll force you to open your mouth."

"Hahaha. All right. You should come out with that kind of mind."

Rain grinned at Seeik and clasped his hands at him.

"Come in."

"……."

His arrogant attitude distorts the expression of Cheonmyeong.

He grasps the axe and holds it in his hand. Blue magic flickers around his axe blade.

Unlike Cheonmyeong-ho, who was preparing for battle in a splendid attitude, the rain was waiting for his attack with his arms crossed with a relaxed expression.

"The cocky one. '

Cheonmyeong glanced at the unpleasant rain that was not in any preparatory position.

'You may have had a lucky counterattack before.'

This time I was confident I wouldn't get hit easily.

The Thousand Myeong-ho rushes towards the rain, grasping an axe full of magical power.

A dark blue magic axe grabs the rainbow's neck and swings.

Rain aims at his neck and reaches his hand relaxed towards the swinging axe.

'Crazy bastard!'

Even a large shield tried to stop an axe that was made into two pieces in one room with bare hands.

There was also some madness.

He swings the axe thinking of leaving both sides of the rainy body intact.

No.

"What!"

The axe that he swings with all his might is blocked so lightly that it is futile.

"What did you just say? Oh, that's right."

Quadruple.

The axe blade in the hand of the rain began to deform loudly.

He spoke with a dark smile on his mouth.

"You said the only right of the weak is to suffer, right?"

Rain licks lips with an elongated nod.

"Same idea."

The broken axe blade fell to the ground as if it had been crushed by a press.