Chapter 395

Episode 395 Heavy

snow fell on Mt.

Even the elderly, whose job it is to beat their sore knees on a rainy day, said it was their first time seeing such a heavy snowfall, so it seemed like they came a lot.

The snow, which had fallen for five days, dyed the white mountains all over the place in pure white.

Everywhere my feet touched, there were places where my feet went deep, and in severe cases, they came to my chest.

Is it because it snowed too much?

The Demonic Cult was having the most quiet time since its founding.

Due to frequent accidents, the elders’ Daejeon, where meetings were held every day, has been without people for several days, and the furnace has cooled down.

The training of the unmanned units, which did not take a day off, was also stopped.

As if enjoying the first break, there was not a single footprint in the gymnasium in Cheonsan, which was covered with snow.

After recovering, Jinmu meditated for a long time.

It seemed to be the longest time spent without doing anything since Dodong’s body had a soul.

However, in his mind as he sat there, every moment was a fierce life-and-death crossroads.

Jinmu, who forcibly pulled out Bukri Docheon, who had settled in his memory, constantly fought in his mind, drawing on his movements.

Defeat, defeat, defeat....

Damn old man. I know, but it’s filthy strong.

Even though it’s in my head, I can’t see a gap to break through.

It must have been annoying to spend the whole day in defeat, but Jinmu did not give up and persistently searched for a way.

How many times did you repeat the day when it was bright and then dark? By the time I was drawing a winning streak with just one winning streak, my son-in-law came back brightly.

“Whoa...”

I found peace in my heart with my exhaled breath.

My mind was clear and my body was extremely refreshed with the feeling that I had accomplished something.

But...

“I need to wash.”

I was drenched in sweat, so I felt uncomfortable.

growl

I think I should eat some rice too.

When the intense hunger came, I felt dizzy.

profit.

When Jinmu opened the door, what he saw in front of him was a world that had turned white.

In addition, to the chill that makes you instinctively get goosebumps.

It’s snowing... It’s been a while, hasn’t it?

“Sasook!”

“God!”

Everyone stopped what they were doing and hurriedly approached and stared at Jinmu, probably because they were worried about Jinmu, who came out after a long recovery.

“....”

Are humans still animals of learning?

Maybe because there was a precedent of being beaten on the head after worrying for nothing the other day, I didn’t put my hand on my body or ask about her condition, but there was a deep worry in each of her eyes.

“How are you feeling?”

Cheong Sang-man persistently asked.

“are you okay.”

Sitting on the veranda, Jinmu gave a short answer and then asked straight away.

“How many days has passed since then?”

“Five days left.”

Seohyeon Neung, who realized the meaning of the question the fastest, replied by handing over a bowl of hot soup to appease Jinmu’s hunger, as if he had prepared it in advance.

“Five days...”

Jinmu, taking the bowl and inhaling it loudly, calmly repeated as he gazed at the white world.

Five days until the decisive battle with Bukri Docheon.

What is he doing now? What have you been doing for the past five days?

are you playing

Jinmu, who recalled Bukridocheon for a while, smiled.

There’s no way a guy who hates losing more than dying would do that.

Although he summoned himself, he was not the kind of person who would give up his seat without hesitation.

It is a criminal to do his best even when catching a rabbit.

Not to mention, there’s no way a guy too big to be described as a tiger is playing around.

He must have been trying his best to kill himself for the past five days and the next five days.

Ten days is very short, but it is enough time to gain a moment of enlightenment, so we should do our best here too.

However, the confrontation drawn in my head was meaningless.

The memories that remain are Bukridocheon in the past, not Bukridocheon now.

All that remains is to raise the senses to the extreme through actual combat

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Cheongsang, who reached the stage of full-fledged spirit at a young age. We will soon cross the border of the river.

The strongest warrior on earth that no one can deny, and the strongest leader in the history of the Demonic Cult.

He, who had never revealed his power even once after the death of his only recognized nemesis, Hyeokryeonmoo-gang, finally woke up from a long sleep.

It was a short closing, but he was spraying vicious spirit like in his prime.

Who said his master was old?

Magang was so proud that he wanted to find that careless jaw and tear it apart even now.

Some said that a kid named Jinmura who challenged the throne might win.

He whispered that the history of the Demonic Cult would change, and expressed his disappointment by saying that the Demonic Cult was defeated by the midfielder.

They also wanted to tear their earlobes, scream, and open their eyes to show clearly.

His own master, Bukridaocheon, is a martial god.

An existence that cannot be judged in the human realm.

Even though the years had passed, he was still strong. No, it was much stronger and bigger than before. I just didn’t show it because I didn’t need it.

The history of the Demonic Cult will not change.

Jungwon’s kid was great, but he will eventually be defeated, and the Gyoju will continue his reign...

“Magang.”

“...!”

Bukri Docheon’s call went round the joint and permeated the ears of Ma Gang, who was unable to break away from emotion.

Ma Kang, who suddenly came to his senses and jumped into the cavity, instinctively fell flat.

“Your Highness.”

“...”

Buk Ri Do-cheon smiled lightly at the unusual title of honor.

“Jijon... It’s been a while since I heard that title.”

“...”

Ma Gang lowered his head even more at the calm but joyous voice.

“I have prepared clothes for you to change into.”

At Ma Kang’s words, the women who were waiting outside the door hurriedly entered with their backs bowed and changed Bukri Docheon’s clothes.

In the meantime, a table was set in front of him, a chair was prepared, and a steaming tea was placed on top.

Bukri Docheon, who took all of that for granted, sat down on a chair and asked, savoring the fragrance that leaked out of the teacup.

“Are you all ready unarmed?”

“Yes, Master. We made it stronger and wider than ever before.”

“You tried.”

Bukri Docheon nodded and asked again as he emptied his teacup.

“What is he doing?”

“...”

At those words, Ma Kang’s face twisted, and Buk Li Do-cheon slightly raised one eye.

“Tell me.”

“That’s...”

“...?”

It was the Magang that deployed the Yeomwangdae to escort the summit where Jinmu was staying.

The answer to his recent situation shouldn’t have been that difficult, but a troubled expression appeared on Ma Gang’s blunt face.

“Don’t mind, tell me.”

“...Sledding...”

“...”

What are you doing?

For a moment, Buk Li Do-cheon, who did not understand what the words meant, blinked and looked at him.

“I didn’t come out of Cho-ok for five days, and I didn’t come out of the house... After that, I haven’t done anything and just hang out.”

“play?”

“yes. If you hunt with the people who came with you and eat rabbit meat... After it snowed, I rode a sleigh all day...”

Dissatisfaction was evident in every word.

Perhaps he was angry because it was compared to preparing all the way for the fight while going through the closing training here.

“Isn’t it possible that you gave up after realizing that you were no match for the head teacher?”

“He’s really...”

Unable to contain his curiosity at Ma Gang’s words, Bukri Docheon left the teacup and stood up.

“Go ahead. He’s not the kind of person who would commit a misdemeanor. I’ll have to see what you’re doing.”

“Yes, Master.”

As Bukri Docheon moved out of Cheonma-dong, her eyes slightly frowned.

Are you playing on a sleigh?

Do you give up? Can you?

The guy he saw was never like that.

The guy is just hiding himself in a trivial attitude and tone.

It was after he had clearly witnessed the brutality of the beast hidden deep in his eyes.

If he’s doing something that others don’t expect, it’s definitely a target.

Couldn’t that great guy do such a bizarre thing for no reason?