169 Warrior of Light (1)

It's X.

As inexpensive as that expression is, there will be no words that fit the situation right now.

On his knees, he snaps his forehead on the ground and howls about wanting to see the Demon King too much.

Demons have made enormous investments to summon such baloks.

Guardians who received God's quest to stop such demonism.

And yourself.

'Oh, my God.'

All kinds of hexadecimal letters hovered around my mouth.

I felt the eyes drawn to me.

Eyes with complex emotions. Eyes mixed with suspicion, denial, trust and suspicion.

Most of them, of course, were denying the situation now.

The Devil of Hell summoned by the Devil's Church thought that the Devil of Heaven was devising a wicked and vile scheme.

But it is.

[Demon King!!]

"……."

Balok calling him in an increasingly earnest voice.

The cry was filled with the unmistakable joy of meeting the rain in a long time.

Feelings that feel desperate enough not to even think that this is the devil's trick.

Even Hansulah and Kim Sihun, who had deep confidence in the rains, could hardly see how lamentably Balok was howling.

'Why at this time.'

It wouldn't have been as difficult if it had been alone as when Doomguard was summoned before.

The problem is that now around him there are all the people who can be called 'colleagues' after coming to Earth.

From Guardians to Cohabitants, Sisters and Sponsored Guild Masters to Korean Government Forces Leaders and the power to move the Chinese government.

There was a gathering of people so important that there was no line.

'Why this time!!!'

He grabs his head. His head turns white due to unexpected developments.

The trust you've built up so far with all sorts of shows.

A title called Hero.

All of that was in danger of flying away in one shot.

'It's my mistake.'

I had to admit.

You should have expected this to happen when you summoned the Devil of Old Hell.

I should have anticipated, prepared.

But I was blinded by the instant greed.

A herd number was placed to reach 130 stats.

It was inevitable. It was something I could prepare for.

All of this is because of his complacency.

'No matter how.'

It was unfair.

There are many demons in both heaven and hell.

With the fall of the Grand Dukes, we had a little bit of stalk, but that number is still over 100,000.

By the way.

Why Balok among the many and many demons?

'Life X Values.'

Rain lifted his head. I examined the surrounding reaction with a whirlwind.

Before the situation worsened, measures had to be taken.

'First….'

Now is the time to try to squeeze out a way to break the situation.

'The best way to do this is to:'

Telling Balok his position and the situation he is in.

'It's also the quickest way to tell the situation yourself.'

Communicate your current situation to Balok without being noticed by others.

It wasn't that difficult considering the time of Oriax.

A problem that can be solved simply by shooting a voice directly into his head so that only Valoc can hear it.

'Problem is.'

Rain bites the lips.

He shoots Balok with his will.

Shuwook.

Magi, who reached near Balok's head, disappeared without a trace.

It was as expected.

'Aaaaaah.'

The rains tore his hair back with a frustrated expression.

'That fucking muscle pig.'

Firing with Magi's will.

It was a similar effect to the electrophoresis, if you think of it as anastomosis.

The problem is the nature of the baloc.

He always had a strong barrier on his skin.

Other demons, to some extent, had magistrate walls, but the case of Valoc was special.

By analogy, the self-healing Qi (Qi).

He had a thick Magi barrier that was hard to make even when another demon poured out power.

Magnificent barrier that reflectively blocks the energy of other beings, except yourself.

Margiro, now in the rain, had no way of forcibly breaking through the barrier and sending a message to Balok.

'Why are you doing this?'

Why Balok among the many and many demons?

Keeping your body covered 24 hours a day, even if the Magi Barrier is unconscious.

Among the demons, Magi wears armor, a powerful characteristic called the 'Armor'.

I've never met a demon with that trait, except Balok.

If it wasn't for Balok, it wouldn't be so complicated right now if it were Doomguard.

You can convey Margie's will, explain his situation, and then tell him to match his hands and feet.

However, in the present situation, that method could not be used.

"Come closer and say it in a small voice? '

I shook my head the way I thought in my head.

All of us here today are superheroes who transcend basic human physical abilities.

Even Hiller Hansulah had a much more developed sense than the general public, but there was no way to speak to Balok by deceiving the ears of others such as Kim Si-hun and Cheonmujin.

'Tell me in the shape of a mouth?'

Bullshit. I wasn't confident that I could explain the situation to Baloch in the shape of a mouth.

No, the method was unconditionally dismissed because I'm wearing a mask now.

'Never take off your mask.'

I'm wearing a mask to cover my face, and that demon can't recognize me! This is the devil's evil trick, and I couldn't take off my mask to make excuses.

Rain bites the lips with a restless expression.

"Writing letters to convey? '

I didn't have time for that right now. No, even if I have time, Balok doesn't know how to read Korean.

'Damn it.'

Feels like my heart is being eaten.

The longer the hymn of Baloch, the more curious I felt the surrounding gaze.

'As long as it's like this.'

I had to take it off first.

"Gentlemen, all this is the ruse of that wicked devil. I'm a real demon, and I'm leaving, and I'm wearing a mask, and how does that demon recognize me?"

"Oh, I heard."

"You were wearing a mask."

Kim Si-hun nodded with a shout of resilience.

"It was strange for that demon to call you Demon King all of a sudden, but it was all a nasty trick."

"That's right. I'm really embarrassed right now."

What really embarrassed me was the fact.

"However, if the first demon I've ever seen suddenly kneels and says Demon King, I'm sure he'll be embarrassed."

"I don't know what a demon called the Monarch of Destruction is doing all of a sudden, but I'm innocent."

"Hahaha. Of course, brother. Maybe that demon doesn't even know your name? When I asked, I was embarrassed..."

"Oh, no. Hmmm. Just wait. Let's see why he's doing that show."

"Oh, I see."

It's no wonder Kim Shi Hoon's heart almost collapsed when he asked for his name.

Rain could once excuse the mask and let the suspicions of the group, including Kim Si-hun, get out of the way.

'Now we can tell Balok about the situation.'

The biggest problem is this.

The problem has returned to its origin again.

The rains desperately kept on thinking.

It was then.

"Oh, Valoc! What do you mean, the Demon King?"

"You must be mistaken! Their identity is the Guardians. Guyanese folk!"

The demons who summoned Balok surrounded him.

Demon Buddhists were confused when they saw the demon summoned by their most recent summoner, the wrong human being, and the absurd appearance of crying out as the Demon King when they saw their own righteous Guardians.

Beyond the plays, it was no wonder that tragedy was not an exaggeration, so I fell into chaos.

'Oh, right, boys!'

Two eyes glow at the Devil's Supported Shot.

The fist was built with a burning flame.

I was able to get out of my sight with a little more doubt because they called me an illusion.

"Baloch! Lord of Destruction! Come on, lift your head!"

"The author is not the Demon King! They are the biggest obstacle to our grand plan!"

"Come and punish those godly kingdoms full of hypocrisy!"

'Good job!'

I cheered the demons in my heart.

'Please notice.'

Balok quickly notices the rainy situation and earnestly wishes you a fitting tune.

'But you've seen me for a long time.'

The time spent with Balok has been more than a thousand years.

Now it was hard to see everything even when we saw each other's eyes.

'No, honestly, I know you didn't notice, but please just this once!!'

No matter how positive you try to be, 'you can see everything even with your eyes' is an overly happy circuit.

If he really could only see the eyes and know everything, he would not be able to cut Pocalaur's barrel of hair by saying that he had nothing to eat.

'Please, Balok!!'

I eagerly shouted.

But like trampling on his expectations like that, Baloch raised his body.

Baloch swung his muscle-covered red arm.

Pulsuk!

The Demon Buddha's head burst from a lightly swinging arm.

Balok shouts with an eavesdropping voice as he looks down at the demons surrounding him.

[Who do you dare to destroy!]

'Hey, Valoc.'

[Illusion? He's not the Demon King, is he?]

'Stop it.'

[Ha! I was expecting humans to serve the devil, but I was so stupid!]

'Please tell me you're just mistaken.'

Kugu Gugu Bow!!!

I rolled my feet roughly.

Huge Magi storms surge around.

"Huhuup!"

The faces of the demons were pale.

Balok raised his right arm.

A whip appeared in a black flame.

He swung roughly with a whip in his hand.

Bloop!!

"Aaaaaah!!"

Half of the demons became ashes with that simple strike.

Fear spread over the wondrous power of the Monarch of Destruction, Balok.

The surviving demons looked up at Balok with awe and terror.

[Listen up, humans!]

"Hey."

[The one before your eyes is the true defeat who rules over the Nine Heavens Hell!]

'Stop, you son of a bitch.'

[Battle the Seven Dukes to win, reign at the apex of the Manma!]

'Stop it, please.'

Kugu Gugu Bow!!!

The branch was shaken.

Baloch's harrowing cry struck everyone's ears.

[Demon King Oh Gangwoo!!]

You son of a bitch!!!! '