Chapter 580

Episode 50

In the fight between Jinmu and Gyusa, as the saying goes, one side’s superiority was clear.

Yes Iranian.

It’s called a reckless challenge.

However, if you throw it over and over again knowing that your body will break, it leaves a mark.

At some point, the trace touches sympathy, arouses sympathy, and buys support.

Cheering becomes fraud, fraud turns into fighting spirit, and sometimes it can even have the power to reverse the waterways that flow through heaven and earth.

But... the damn thing.

You have to be able to knock it!

trace? Shouldn’t that kind of thing remain in order to receive sympathy!

Even if the damn rock is nimble, it’s too nimble! I’m avoiding the attacking jokjok, but what kind of guy are the traces!

Wow!

Kyu-sa, who had been beaten by the woman’s sword, rolled loudly on the ground and collapsed.

bobble bobble.

I have no strength in my legs anymore, perhaps because I was beaten so badly. The only thing that can be done is to support the body on the tool.

No, I didn’t even want to wake up.

It must be hit again....

Kyu-sa, who was continuing the desperate fight, suddenly looked around.

Park Pi-ok’s ears and monsters watching his fight...

“That’s right again.”

“Whew, I’m glad it’s not me.”

“...”

In the first place, he was stupid for expecting sympathy in Park Pi-ok, where traitors run rampant.

Awesome fucking bastards. Is that your attitude towards the one being beaten!?

But what kind of expectation is the expectation of a person who freezes to death over those who can only be me?

The only thing he got from the fight against the rocky Jinmu was the fear from the overwhelming strength and the pain all over his body.

Aww!

getting stuck

dump!

Fall down.

In the end, even the legs that were trembling no longer listened to the words.

When the situation reached that point, Jinmu stopped attacking and approached.

Gyu-sa had no choice but to admit defeat at the sight of Jinmu staring down at her with a robe over her shoulder.

What can I do other than get hit by fighting more?

I’m tired now If I die, I want to be resurrected and take a break.

“...lose.”

Gyusa’s defeat.

In a situation where victory was certain as Lee Saeng’s desperate and weak efforts were added to the propaganda of Cheongsang and Hwangshin Baek-pyo, the declaration of defeat took away even a little bit of Park Pi-ok’s fighting spirit.

Tuk tuk.

The dharma tools in their hands disappeared and Park Pi-ok’s creatures that had stopped fighting drooped their shoulders.

The fight is over.

Park Pi-ok was destroyed by just five people.

At that time, when everyone was devastated, Jinmu, who was looking down at Kyu-sa, smiled.

“It was fun, quite a bit.”

“....”

“Is there another guy? Wouldn’t it be nice if he was stronger than you?”

Kyu-sa smiled lightly and looked at Jinmu’s face with an absurd expression.

It was fun... that’s the price?

“Doesn’t... kill?”

“Why would you kill someone who is going to survive anyway? plaguy.”

“...?”

“I’m not interested in Jin. Well, if you want to recover your stamina and fight, try harder.”

At Jinmu’s words, Kyu-sa put on a blank expression.

Usually after winning a fight, isn’t it normal to either cut the head or force an oath of allegiance?

Even if it’s just a gyo-ma, he’s intent on collecting the shells of the opponents who challenged him

.

He is a rare fellow.

A type never seen before in the world...

“Whoa...”

Gyu-sa, who took a deep breath for a while and recovered, managed to get up and ask Jinmu.

“Are you the one who attacked the disembarkation and segment executions?”

“that’s right.”

The moment he admitted defeat, Jinmu nodded his head at the tone that changed to engineering.

“It looks like you really intend to challenge Park Pi-ok-joo’s position.”

“no.”

“yes?”

“Why do you need a seat? It’s enough for me.”

“What is it?”

“Originally, a place called the territorial world gives allegiance to the strong one who defeated it?”

“That’s... in general...”

“If you lose to me, you’ll be loyal to me, so what’s the point of usurping Park Pi-ok-joo’s place? is not it?”

“...”

Gyu-sa blinked blankly at Jinmu’s confident words.

fight and win you are mine

Oh... it’s so simple.

What kind of brain structure can think so simple?

“yes!”

“Check to see if there are any followers and bring the meat manager!”

“yes!”

At the same time as Jinmu’s order fell, Cheongsang and Baekpyo flailed their bodies.

Fortunately, no one was chasing him, and Yukjang safely approached Jinmu with the support of Cheongsang.

“Meet Jinmu.”

“What happened?”

“That’s...”

In response to Jinmu’s question, the chief opened his mouth with his face distorted horribly.

“After raiding the Joeum and Bungol execution grounds, the Gyoma appeared.”

“so?”

“Joeum died and only I was able to escape like this.”

“Joeum is dead?”

“Yes, in the hands of the Gyoma...”

“Have you completely annihilated the damn thing?”

“That’s right.”

“Damn it, but I’m glad you’re alive too.”

“yes. But be careful. Since it was absorbed by Seryu, Gyoma might imitate Jo Yin. I came running here at the risk of telling you that.”

“Good job. For now, your body needs to recover, so take a break.”

“No, I’m fine. I will be by Jinmu’s side.”

“What do you mean...”

“Please let me be with you.”

“...Then do it. Don’t push yourself too hard. You never know when the demons will come.”

“yes.”

After giving a short answer, the chief immediately sat down. Jinmu turned his back on him and was deep in thought.

I felt a little sorry for Joeyum.

If it was just dead, it would be resurrected, but it was destroyed by the power of the demon king.

But it might even be better.

Did you say that extinction is to escape from the pain of having to live forever for the creatures of the earth? for a moment.

Feeling something strange at the moment, Jinmu began to carefully review the current situation.

articulation suffered

And the meat came back alive.

Does it make sense? To begin with, a guy about six inches tall escapes the clutches of the Gyoma?

According to Kyu-sa, the third ability of the gnome is likely to be similar to that of the commander.

stop! Would you have had to stop?

“...”

Thinking that far, Jinmu’s head slowly turned toward the meat farm.

Appearance is sure to be him. There is not even an inch of error in the presence that can be felt.

But isn’t there any guarantee that Gyo-ma only absorbed articulation?

The longer I looked, the more the sparks of doubt flared up.

Maybe...

Jinmu asked in a friendly manner with a shameless expression, hiding his insides.

“Hey meat chief.”

“yes?”

“Do you remember what I said before?”

“...What did I say before?”

“It must have been a big shock from such a cult.”

“...”

“Why isn’t that there? The Kyoma’s weakness you mentioned.”

“Hey, what’s your weakness?”

“So, didn’t you tell me through plantation that you would be loyal to me? Very lethal to Gyoma! You have a weakness that only you know about. Didn’t I say that if you knew that, then the Gyoma would be like a child? In return, I agreed to give you a seat.”

“....”

As Jinmu frowned, the chief looked around with a puzzled expression.

From Cheongsang Hwangsin Baekpyo Yisaeng to Gyusa. Everyone was staring at him blankly, blinking their eyes.

What the hell did the meathead say?

He absorbed everything in the meat field and even learned that Garion was called Baek-pyo, but at this moment he couldn’t understand Jinmu’s words.

“what? Don’t you think?”

When Jinmu urged him to come, the head of the house had no choice but to reply as if he had remembered.

“ah! iced coffee! You mean that? That deadly one?”

“Do you remember now?”

“Yes am. But not yet. It’s so deadly that someone might hear it and reach the demon.”

“yes. cancer don’t I was asking in case you forgot.”

“I see. I’m... heh heh heh.”

Jinmu nodded his head in satisfaction at the meat chief’s excuse.

“But what weakness?”

“yes?”

“Did we ever say anything?”

“...”

At that moment, many things passed by Yukjang’s eyes.

Embarrassment, surprise, anger, ruined, etc.

Looking at him showing various emotions, Jinmu smiled.

got it! You bastard!

But aren’t you too lax? Or was there no opponent like me in the meantime? It’s stupid to bite the bait I threw so fearlessly.

Hey.

If you are a demon, I am a martial artist.

The purity of your meanness is different from someone like you, you son of a bitch!