198 Heroes bloom out of despair (3)

"Go, Mr. Guy!!!"

A demon that has been raiding suddenly.

Guyana is terribly aroused and captivated by tentacles.

Her desperate desperation.

Kim Si-hoon hurriedly reached out with a sword tied to her waist.

A unique grade sword obtained from the support of the Guardians after El Queiro Blade melted and disappeared.

Thank you.

"Ah."

A sword sack fell from his hand.

The expression distorted with a short dip.

Even at this moment.

Even at such an important moment.

His hands don't even hold the sword.

[Grunts, grunts]]

A demon covered in horrible green tentacles, Yogsaron coughs lightly.

He looks at Guyana with embarrassing eyes.

The expression that something like this was unexpected.

Stabbing.

"Aaaaaaaah!! Shi, Mr. Shi Hoon!!"

"Joe, please wait a bit, Guy!!!"

I heard Guyana screaming.

The effect of that desperation, which was felt with sincere fear, was outstanding.

Kim Si-hoon grabbed a sword sack to bleed.

Very slight, but I heard a sword.

[Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!]

Yogsaron exuded a terrifying lifestyle.

A suffocating magi crushed Kim Si-hun.

[Kill that fool!]

"Kieeeeeeeee!"

"Krrgh!"

I reached out.

At his command, a group of undead men rushed after Kim Shi Hoon.

I swung my sword.

No.

"Khh!"

A sword that falls to the ground as soon as it touches the undead.

Rats couldn't wield their swords in the yard, either.

I used prostitution.

Leaving behind a remnant, the body moves as if slipping backwards.

"Kieeeeeeeee!"

I stuck my foot in it.

His body rises lightly, and the kickback strikes the head of the undead precisely.

Pulse stone. The pawl with the inner air blows up Undead's head.

He said he couldn't use his hands, but he didn't even use his feet.

The martial arts were accompanied by an excellent method for assisting with swordsmanship. Using that method, it was possible to deal with clumsy monsters without difficulty.

But it is.

[Huh? Why don't you use your sword? Are you carrying that black foam with you?]

"Argh."

After all, the essence of Kim Si-hun is the examination process.

It was true that while other weapons might not be able to use their own hands, they were also unable to perform well against their usual skills.

"Damn it."

He hurriedly rolled the ground and reached out his hand toward the sword that fell on the ground.

However, it is impossible to hold a sword that could not be lifted even if you focused all your mind.

I bounced off at the foot of the swinging undead next to me.

"Huff!"

Roll the floor.

I reached out for the center.

His hands bounce in vain, with no power at all.

[It's different than I thought.]

The voice of a demon in your ears.

[Are you hiding your power, man?]

"……."

I kept my mouth firmly shut.

My body trembled. My head became hot.

You're hiding your powers?

It couldn't have happened.

I turn my head. I see Guyana tired of screaming.

Her body was weak. I was so worried that I wouldn't break it if I gave it the wrong strength.

Leave her like that in front of your eyes.

He can't do anything.

[It's different from what I heard from Satan. You said you were a man to be touched by the Grand Duke...]

"Satan sent you?"

[Yes.]

"Why... now."

Why not?

Why now?

Kim Si-hoon asked as he looked down at his trembling hands.

[He said there is not enough despair.]

"……."

[Satan is counting on you.]

"Why, why me. Why do you expect me to be such a dog?"

[That's what I want to ask.]

Yogsaron spoke with a mocking voice, as if pathetic.

[Why does he care about garbage like you?]

[Grab the sword, man. Prove yourself.]

"Doc, hit it."

[Grunts.]

The green tentacles squirm.

[If you don't prove it, die. There is no reason for him to hold his expectations against an asshole who can't even hold his sword.]

Aaaaaaaah!

Tentacles run.

A speed close to the sound.

Kim Si-hun hurriedly snapped his foot.

I desperately avoided tentacles.

The tentacle touched his body. His flesh was torn and blood splattered.

The tentacles snap at the shoulders.

I raised my sword reflectively. But all his hands grasped was emptiness.

Puck.

"Argh!!"

My shoulder is pierced.

Intense pain spread throughout the body.

I rolled over, miserable, desperate.

I rolled the floor and avoided the attack.

Unfortunately, there was a sword in the place where the floor was rolled.

You can't hold your hand, Sword.

[Grab the sword, man.]

The devil said.

I felt like tears would come out unwittingly.

I want to hold it.

I wished it more earnestly than anyone else.

I reached out.

Thank you.

The saber slipped out of his hand.

[Chuckles] It was garbage, too.]

"Si, Mr. Sihun..."

Guyana called him in a pathetic voice.

However, there was nothing I could do.

Stabbing.

"Argh!"

[Can you hold the sword when you see your woman die in front of your eyes?]

The tentacles wrapped around Guyana's neck.

Guy grabs his neck and twists his body desperately as if he were breathing right away.

"Son of a bitch!!"

I snapped my foot. I ran with all my might. I didn't even have time to do my homework.

As I squeezed my soul, I rushed to Yogsharon, pouring out all my inner air.

Yogsaron swung his hand as if it were annoying.

Per billion!

"Huff!"

His body snapped and bounced off as a reporter.

Skin was swept from the ground. Cleanly changed clothes were torn like a piece of mop.

He was right.

The examination of not holding the sword was nothing but rubbish.

"Urgh...! Shi, Mr. Shi Hoon!!"

Guyana, strangled by tentacles, shouted urgently.

"Run, run! Mr. Si-hoon!!"

"Mr. Guy..."

It was a very clear pronunciation, but I couldn't afford to care less about it.

Kim Si-hoon looks up at Yogsaron with less trembling eyes.

Anger spreads and fury burns white in my head.

I reached out my hand toward the sword that fell on the floor.

'Please.'

Just this once.

Even at this moment.

I didn't want much.

Finally, it was okay not to hold the sword twice.

'So.'

At this moment, I have the power to protect her.

"Ugh."

Grab a sword.

Focus your mind on each trembling finger.

I sweated like it rained.

I refused to let my body hold the sword. You don't have the strength to hold the sword anymore, it seemed to whisper that way.

Ignored.

"My foot, my foot."

The nose flows. Blood runs through the lips and into the chin.

Forces the head to refuse to execute.

I lifted my sword.

I grasped it firmly.

And then.

Thank you.

Sword fell to the ground.

"Ah, ah."

"Mr. Sihun..."

Guyana's voice was heard. I lifted my head.

She was looking at herself.

With a faint smile on his mouth, he smiled.

"I'm fine. Mr. Sihun. Don't worry.. Ugh!"

[You talk a lot.]

Yogsaron distorted his expression.

The tentacles strangled Guyana.

She lost consciousness and fainted.

[Hut.]

An embarrassing voice flowed from Yogsaron's mouth as to whether he really knew how to faint, but he regained calm within seconds.

I turned my head slowly.

He looked at Kim Si-hun with contemptuous eyes.

[You didn't hold the sword.]

"……."

[Nothing to be discouraged, man.]

At the same time, I said that it seemed to be okay.

[After all, you were just a human being.]

After all, you are the only human being.

I can't do anything.

It's not accomplishing anything.

Just like that. That's all. That's it.

It is only a human being.

"Doc, hit it."

My body trembled.

I heard a voice.

I'm sorry I had you.

Nightmare voice. That voice that ate his life.

Trauma. Stigma engraved in the head. You say that's it, that's it.

No, I've lived to deny it isn't.

But it is.

"Shut up, you bastard!!!"

I was desperate.

I cried.

Lift up your arms. Raise the unstoppable sword to your wrist.

I stepped on my feet and ran to the devil.

A sword that swings only with the power of the wrist.

There was no way that could have worked.

Bounced out. He fell on the floor.

Gaia looks at you. A woman who swore to protect you and to make you smile is in the hands of the devil.

"Move...."

I said something I couldn't reach, and I burst into tears.

"Please move..."

My senses are fade.It gives me strength to tremble.

I couldn't hold the sword.

There's no test that doesn't hold a sword.

I couldn't do anything.

"Ugh."

A lamentable moan came out.

Transparent tears flowed through my cheeks.

I felt thirsty. My longing spread to my body.

'I don't need it all.'

Anyone liked it.

I didn't care about anything.

I thought it would be good to sell my soul to the devil.

I needed strength.

I have the strength to protect her.

"Ahhhhhhh!!"

A fire broke out in my head.

Vision flashed.

Something in his body, a massive mass of power, spread throughout his body.

* * *

Rain frowned.

I heard Kim Si-hun howling desperately.

The look of him crashing to the bottom.

"It's hard to see."

It's what he intended.

Planned and executed.

Nevertheless, it was painful to see Kim Si-hoon, who was desperately ruined.

'I guess I'll just have to wait.'

I shook my head at the thought that came to mind.

I just couldn't wait.

Kim Si-hoon needed a trigger.

In order to blossom in despair, a situation more desperate than any other was needed.

Humans are deceitful animals.

No matter how best you do, no matter how desperate you are.

If the situation does not come before my eyes, I will not really move.

It's like not being able to demonstrate that you enlisted until you entered the training camp.

I don't know what despair is before I go through it.

'Even if that's what it's meant to be.'

Someone needed to shove a bullet in his back.

"Ahhhhhhh!!!"

I heard Kim Shi Hoon's curse.

A desperate desperation that crashed to the bottom.

The mouth of the rain went up.

"Done."

I heard condensed despair explode like a volcano.

If it was Kim Shi-hoon he knew, there was no way he wouldn't wake up in this situation.

'Stand up, Sihun!'

I looked at him with exciting eyes.

Kugu Gugu Bow!!

As expected, a massive mass of power was emanating from Kim Si-hun's body.

'Yes, the power of martyrdom here..'

"I don't need them all!!"

Kim Si-hoon cried out.

An enormous' magi 'emanated from his body.

"What?"

"It doesn't matter what! I like the last one!!"

'Hey, wait a minute. What the fuck? Why are you spilling maggies?'

"I need strength, I need strength!!"

"Oh, my gosh. Hey, what's wrong with you, Sihun? '

Inside Kim Shi Hoon's body, the soul of the martyr is asleep.

Separately from that.

Kim Shi Hun was followed by rainfall and soul.

"If I could save her, I would do anything!!"

The horn rose from Kim Shi-hoon's forehead.

"No."

The wings of the bat spread as the back was torn.

"Shiva, wait."

Kim Shi Hoon's eyebrows were bitten black.

A long, horizontally torn black pupil appeared in the yellow pupil.

"Sihun...."

Rain grabbed her head with both hands.

As Kim Shi Hoon's body changed, his magi quickly escaped as if the bank had exploded.

"What if it's corrupt, you son of a..." "