The Return of The Crazy Demon Chapter 2

Episode 2. Where I ran away and arrived

Everyone gets old.

Just like me.

In the past, I didn’t get tired even after running for seven days and nights while defeating the Murim Alliance, but not now. I feel ten years older than before I was chased away.

If I had known this would happen, I would have trained a little harder.

Humans always repeat the same mistakes and regret them later.

Since there was no escape route set, I ended up on the wrong road. The curses of the guys chasing me could be heard more and more clearly.

The swearing was truly diverse.

I became a bastard, then a bastard, then a bastard, then an orphan without parents, and orphan is actually true. However, a little while ago, I even heard my parents scold me.

The world has become so crazy that there are people who curse the parents of an orphan like me.

There were quite a few people who died by my hands while running their mouths like that, but now there were so many people swearing that it was best to run away.

A man as young as me can’t believe he’s running around like this… … .

It’s absolutely shameful.

But remember:

This is how scary demonic religion is.

Even though I killed him again and again while I was running away, there were still quite a few masters left in the Demonic Cult who could deal with me.

* * *

At one time, my foolish dream was to become a martial god.

Why do I remember my old aspirations while I am being chased?

I don’t know either.

Anyway, for a long time, whenever I talked about my dream, people around me called me crazy, so it seems that becoming a military god is a really vain dream. However, I can assure you that it is not a dream that can be easily achieved.

I think that it is good if a dream is unconditionally difficult to achieve.

It still is.

Because you have set your dreams and goals high, aren’t you being chased by the third-rate Bangpa, but by the evil of evils, the Demonic Cult?

I assure you that if you are a man among men, you should be chased by the demonic cult.

That is the qualifications of a man.

Maybe it’s because they’re such dogs, but the feeling of being chased was more thrilling than ever.

Even though I didn’t become a martial artist, I was chased by the Murim Alliance before, and now I’m being chased by the Demon Cult, so I achieved achievements that are difficult for ordinary men to achieve.

By the way, it looks like the items I stole from the Demonic Cult were not ordinary.

Otherwise, why would those crazy people chase after me like this?

Actually, I knew a long time ago that tormenting demonic religions can be this much fun. However, even if I knew it before, I did not dare to try it because I lacked the skills at the time.

Here are my thoughts now:

Let’s practice a little more before heading out.

As I said, humans always repeat the same mistakes.

Shit… … .

* * *

I always thought to myself that I was good at psychological warfare, schemes, tactics, strategies, insinuations, and lies, that I was completely immune to beauty, and that I was good at drinking and drinking.

The most versatile and crazy guy in this powerhouse, that’s me.

I am also the man who hid his versatile skills the most.

In particular, the reason why the world of beauty, which has many historically proven cases, never worked for me is because normal beauties did not like me in the first place.

This point has been proven by long experience.

As I was running, my vision became blurry, so it seemed like there was a place nearby where fog appeared.

Where on earth am I running? Looking at the terrain, the cliff in front of us looked like the famous cliff.

Manjaejanggang is indeed a famous place.

This is because, with that cut-out ravine in the center, the magic and white sword masters from both sides competed against each other.

If it had ended in Baekdo’s victory back then, I wouldn’t have been chased away so urgently.

Both sides cut off the only remaining bridge, Geommyeong Bridge (a narrow bridge that made it possible to cross the gorge), as if to declare a truce.

Since Geommyeong Bridge was cut off, there was no longer any way for me to cross this 10,000 obstacles.

They say there is no paradise in the place I ran away to, but there was indeed a cliff.

I began to run away from the headquarters of the Demonic Cult, and before I knew it, I had crossed Taeeulsan Mountain, Myeongrisan Mountain, and Chuhonsan Mountain, crossed an unnamed mountain, and crossed the water. While escaping, I was cut on my left arm, stabbed in the face, and received a penetrating wound on my left shoulder.

Suddenly, I looked down the cliff with faint eyes and saw that there was nothing special like my past life.

In the midst of all this, I was worried about why I had never once dated a beautiful woman.

Is that why? They say that when you are close to death, you tend to think of the person you miss the most, but there was no one I could think of.

A sigh came out of my mouth.

“… … “I should try dating, even if it’s just for a short period of time.”

I lived too seriously.

I wish someone would write this on my tombstone.

‘Gwangma, he died while sucking Jinji… … .’

Someone was arriving from behind with the sound of the wind blowing, and with that level of skill, it would have to be Master Gwangmyeong, a top expert in the Demonic Cult.

He is also a master of finesse who appears in good health at such a critical moment after leading his subordinates into a chase.

Master Gwangmyeong is as infamous as me in the Gangho.

What’s unique about that guy is that he is a perverted sexual fanatic who persistently targets the pretty wives of the Murim family members who use the surname Namgung, Seomun, and Baekri, and before committing himself to the Demonic Cult, he had the nickname “Colorful Demon” in his gang.

That doesn’t mean I’m a pervert, either.

I never had the chance.

Is it because of my mood that suddenly causes anger to well up deep in my heart, or is it because of the death of Gwangmyeong? Or is it because of his past actions?

Anyway, the man most feared by the female masters of the White Sword, Gwangmyeongjwasa of the Demonic Cult, landed in the clearing with an incredibly cool posture.

To be a pervert, you have to be good-looking first, right?

‘That bastard like your gisaeng brother.’

Religion is so scary that the powerful figure of the Demonic Cult, who has an unusually tall nose bridge that makes him look scary, personally follows us all the way here.

* * *

Master Gwangmyeong approached me with his back to me and raised his voice.

“You’re making me suffer like this. Damn you. Anyway, I will admit that your light attack skills are better than rumored.”

I responded with a calm expression to Gwangmyeongjwasa’s nonsense.

“Has a pervert arrived?”

“… … .”

“This is the first time in my life that I have met a pervert who runs as hard as you. “That’s impressive.”

A voice that seemed to be squeezing came out of the mouth of Gwangmyeongjwasa, who was very upset that he had been chased for three days and nights.

“Shut up. You crazy guy. This is not the time to joke. Are you taking it easy on the precipice of all obstacles? “Assess the situation.”

“Whether this is a cliff or paradise, the fact remains that you are a pervert. And teach your subordinates some manners. I am not a dog. Not even a Horai bastard. But it is true that it is an orphan.”

The atmosphere became solemn for a moment.

“… … .”

“You bastards who will rip me to death for cursing my parents whom I have not even met. That’s why you are called the Demon Cult.”

“Stop talking nonsense and give away what you stole.”

I snorted and responded.

“If I obediently return what I stole with great difficulty, I will be Jeomso, not Gwangma.”

“What nonsense?”

“I’m saying this because I used to be Jeomsoy.”

“ha.”

Gwangmyeongjwasa let out a long sigh as if he was tired.

Meanwhile, the forces of the Demonic Cult were arriving one after another, gathering like dark clouds before a storm.

Why do they like black clothes like that?

Before I knew it, the Demonic Cult’s forces had gathered like dark clouds and tightly blocked my retreat route, waiting for orders from Master Gwangmyeong.

Everyone had sharp eyes.

I must have been very angry because more than 100 people died by my hands during the chase.

If I inflicted such a significant blow on the Demonic Cult, I think the Murim Alliance should at least give me the Hero of the Year Award.

When I thought about my situation for a moment, I forgot for a moment that I also became a martial artist because I had a lot of accidents. Even my martial arts rank is higher than that pervert.

This is because the nickname Gwangma was first given by Baekdo.

‘First of all, the hero statue crossed the water.’

Master Gwangmyeong said while looking at my smiling face.

“Gwangma, how can you smile even in this situation? “What on earth is in your head?”

“What a pity.”

“what?”

“You must have held back your laughter even when the leader farted. “That is your limit.”

“… … .”

“Even when the religious leader always told lame jokes, he must have forced himself into a fit of laughter.”

“It wasn’t like that.”

“Shut up! That is called the flattery of an ugly person. But I always laugh when I want to. Flatterer, was the old religious leader that scary?”

Master Gwangmyeongjwasa responded with a shocked expression.

“Is there anyone in this river who is not afraid of the religious leader? does not exist. Look at the leader who always avoids even when the leader suggests having a one-on-one fight. Even if there are masters stronger than the leader in this river, there will be no one who is not afraid of the leader. “Don’t you know?”

“What nonsense? I am there. “When did I become afraid of your religious leader?”

“Then why did you run away all the way here and make people tired?”

“The cult leader is not scary, but the pervert is truly scary. Anyway, regardless of the fear of the cult leader, it would be good for your mental health to leave the cult as soon as possible to focus more on the perverted things you like. uh? Master Zuo, is the executive behind you smiling right now?”

I pointed my finger at the Demonic Cult’s official, but Gwangmyeongjwasa’s eyes were fixed on me as if they were built-in.

Master Gwangmyeongjwa said with a cold expression.

“It doesn’t work.”

I nodded.

“I can’t help it. “Is this why you came after me like that?”

I carefully took out the heavenly jade from my bosom and presented it to Master Gwangmyeong.

This is the item in question.

Gwangmyeongjwasa’s frog-like eyes became sharp like those of a wildcat that had been starving for three days.

“… … !”

I suggested to Master Jwa.

“As soon as you see Cheonok, you see your eyes flashing, so I guess you were aiming for this too. For some reason, I thought it was strange that the elder Gwangmyeongjwasa of the Demonic Cult personally followed me here. It was good because I became quite distant from the church. Since it’s already come to this, how about half and half between the two of us? You and I are dividing the powerhouses of our time into two. “Then you too will be able to do whatever perverted things you want.”

I gently cajoled Mr. Left, but the response was not encouraging.

“It belongs to the religious leader.”

“Then why are your eyes shining so greedily? Believers, listen! Jwasa has different feelings for the religious leader. Just one of you should return first and report your misfortune to the cult leader. It looks like Zuosa is trying to seize Heavenly Jade and start a rebellion. Who deserves credit? doesn’t exist? “They are cowards.”

Idleness is always fun. However, it did not work on the Demonic Cult. But I was always persistent.

“Everyone, look at your superiors. “The master is so worried about my words that he can’t even reply.”

Gwangmyeongjwasa said.

“Stop talking nonsense and give me heavenly prison first. Just give it back and we’ll leave. “This is not a plan to take your worthless life from the beginning.”

“Oh yeah?”

“I’ll say it again, that heavenly prison is more important than your life. I will visit you alone later and ask you again for your crime. “With the one-on-one fight you like.”

A lying tongue was there.

“My favorite one-on-one fight?”

“okay.”

“Is that what you’re going to do with your Cheonnaji net spread out? If you had tried to steal it by offering one-on-one in the first place, one hundred of your subordinates would not have died. That stupid pervert always gets things wrong. I would rather become a monk than believe what you say. Everyone get out of the way. This heavenly jade has a round shape and makes a pure sound every time it is struck, making it suitable for a wooden table. “You can’t just give away Moktak to someone.”

“Then I have no choice but to kill you.”

“come in. You bastards. “I have to become a monk today!”

Contrary to the words telling me to come in, I held out my hand as if I was about to throw Cheonok into a million obstacles.

Master Gwangmyeong quickly held out one hand.

“Ha, don’t do it!”

Seeing the confusion on Master Gwangmyeong’s face made me think that it was a worthwhile day.

Anyway, it became clear.

What I stole was a truly enormous and terrifying item.

I still don’t know what this is.

If I throw the heavenly prison with 10,000 obstacles, the master of Gwangmyeong and his subordinates also have to run with 10,000 obstacles.

Gwangmyeongjwasa calmed me down with a serious expression on his face.

“Why are you doing this? The reason I turned a blind eye to your ridiculous behavior so far was because the leader would suffer more if I kept you alive. Originally, we tended to give preferential treatment to martial artists. But this will be different. I politely encouraged them to join the church, but then they stole the sacred relics? You repay a favor by stealing. “This is not something a person would do.”

“That’s true, but I can’t return it because I cursed my parents.”

“I apologize. “We are not afraid of you, we are just afraid of the religious leader’s evil spirit, so please let us retrieve only the sacred items.”

“Is that the way someone asks for a favor?”

“Is that the tone of the guy who stole it?”

My arm moved again towards Manjae.

“I’m going to throw it first. “Let’s have a good fight.”

“I apologize. “Wait a minute, let’s talk about it.”

I nodded.

“good night. So what on earth does this heavenly prison do? “Don’t be silly and just say it.”

Come on, you bastard!

I’m dying of curiosity.

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