The Return of The Crazy Demon Chapter 299

Episode 299 The look in the eyes of an apostle

When I thought about it, I couldn’t even see anyone I could kill with brain power. Anyway, since I had imprinted the tragedy of the Sun and Moon Light Heaven, I made it look like a move that could be used again at any time, and then reaped the 100 battles and 10 steps that I had wrapped in both hands.

The dock was still terrible, but surprisingly, the dozen or so ships suffered no damage other than shaking heavily.

This is because it was floating in the water some distance away.

At this time, a man walked out from inside the captain’s ship with an annoyed expression and stood next to the middle-aged man who had originally been talking to us.

Not only us, but also the captain-level men on the large ship were watching the man who had just appeared.

That crazy guy had his top off, but his bottoms were in pajamas. He appeared to be a little older than his middle-aged counterpart, and his hair appeared to be dark gray with lots of gray mixed in with the black.

The man spoke after putting on the gray jangsam handed to him by his subordinates over his bare upper body.

“… … “What on earth is this fuss about?”

It was as if he was sleeping and was startled by a loud noise and jumped out. For a leader of a group, there was a lot of irritation in his tone. However, even though he scolded me for what the fuss was about, he didn’t seem particularly surprised.

The voice of the middle-aged man reporting what the commotion was was not heard. The gray-haired man who received the report said.

“Are you saying that one person committed this tragedy? In that case, it is worth challenging to become the king of the East Lake. “Please come forward and find out who did this reckless thing.”

Only then did I hear the middle-aged man’s answer.

“It is called Hao Wen Zhou.”

“I didn’t tell you.”

“yes.”

“Tell him to come out directly. Why is the ship so far away? Everyone move forward. Hold it close. Are you scared by just four people? “Go forward.”

As soon as the order was given, the captain’s ship and about a dozen ships advanced and approached the shore of Baeksa Island.

We looked at each other, finding the man’s tone a bit absurd.

“Is the gray Jangsam the best of the apostles?”

“I guess so.”

“What is a middle-aged person?”

“He seems like a disciple or a subordinate.”

A gray-haired man asked us on the approaching captain’s ship.

“Who is Hao Wen Zhou?”

Of course I answered.

“grow.”

“The young man is arrogant. “Has he not learned manners?”

I nodded.

“yes.”

“… … .”

“why.”

The gray-haired man suddenly moved his shoulders and laughed.

“What an absurd guy.”

The middle-aged man next to me explained to me.

“He’s basically like that.”

“You can’t communicate, so everyone get off the boat. This tragedy happened because you were just watching. How long will this damage be repaired? Baeksa Island is still a fun place to fish. Tsk.”

When the boat reached the shore, about a dozen experts flew through the air and landed on the ground.

The middle-aged man on the Daejangseon also arrived at Baeksa Island with light movements.

The moment the executives of the Apostolic League who had landed first all turned their attention to Daejangseon, a gray-haired maniac wearing a long robe and bare skin also flew in the air.

I don’t know what the light attack was, but the slow movement, like a feather flying, was quite impressive.

Just looking at Gyeonggong, he was not an expert who is commonly seen.

When I saw him approaching, he was smiling with a strange expression.

He was not tall and had a thin physique. No matter how old he was, he had the appearance of a man in his fifties, but considering his relationship with a middle-aged person, his actual age would have been older.

I’ve seen a guy like this before. So, the atmosphere was strangely similar to the atmosphere of Daenakchal, which I killed a while ago.

In any case, he wasn’t a man I thought I could communicate well with.

We had a brief standoff with the deep pit in the center where the sun and moon spring fell. I briefly watched the wreckage of a broken ship, water, broken bodies, dirt and rocks floating in the hole I had made.

If there is a hell, it’s probably a pit like that.

While I was admiring the pit of Sun and Moonlight Springs, I looked up and saw a gray-haired maniac also admiring the pit.

The man stretched out his hand and pointed at something.

“Look at that. That sword can still be used. Bring it to me. “It would be a waste to throw it away.”

As soon as he finished speaking, one of the executives jumped into the pit, landed on the wreckage of the broken ship, snatched his sword, and jumped up again. It wasn’t an easy move because he stepped on debris floating in the water and then jumped up.

As the guy with the intact sword approached, a blunt word came out.

“You write it. Where are you bringing this filth?”

“Oh, yes. thank you.”

The sword demon who heard this conversation snorted and laughed.

A man dressed entirely in gray looked at the Sword Demon and said.

“You are a sword demon. “Did you dare laugh at me?”

The Sword Demon answered.

“Old man, who are you? “It’s strange that his identity is not known.”

“There are so many people in the world that you need to know each and every one of them? The former Master of the Demonic Cult is extremely stupid. So, it would be like fighting with the religious leader and running away.”

The color demon said.

“What does that sick old man say?”

The gray head asked the middle-aged man.

“Who is that kid?”

“My name is Meng Lang, the second son of the Wind Cloud Dreamer.”

“Was there a family called the Wind Cloud Dreamers in Jianghu?”

“It looks like it’s in a corner somewhere.”

“They are pretty stupid people to put ‘Fungun’ in front of their family name. “It looks like the situation has tilted to the point where the wind is falling apart.”

“It’s kind of like that.”

“It’s surprising that he trained martial arts well enough even though he has a gisaeng-like face and looks like a girl. “Who is the frustratingly ugly guy next to him?”

The middle-aged man answered cautiously.

“Can I answer that?”

“That’s right.”

“He is a survivor of a small, extinct sect called Yukhapmun, and his real name is unknown, but he is a swordsman called Teacher Yukhap.”

“Why is the introduction of a guy I’m not interested in so long? “Then the remaining one was hungry?”

“That’s right.”

The gray head looked at me and said.

“You little bastard. I have heard Hao Mun’s story several times. I heard he goes around talking nonsense about protecting working people, but why did the guy who said he was protecting them go around killing so many people? It’s been a while since I stayed in Dongho, but there hasn’t been a guy like you in Dongho who killed as many people as you. How can a crazy person be treated like that? What on earth is the Murim Alliance doing? “Don’t catch a guy like that quickly.”

The middle-aged man asked the gray-haired man.

“Are you a good person?”

“No way. If he was a Jeomsoy, he would fight his master, if he was in the Murim Alliance, he would be imprisoned, and if he was a disciple of a sect, he would be executed and strangled. Look at this little bastard that even made me appear. “He causes accidents wherever he goes.”

As I was verbally beaten for the first time in a very long time, or rather, since I joined the gang, the color demon, demon demon, and sword demon looked at me with interesting expressions.

Among them, the devil was smiling slightly.

“… … .”

He seemed curious about what I would say back.

But I didn’t really have the heart to fight back. I spoke to the three people who were looking at me.

“… … I said the right thing, but why? “It’s been a while since I had a wise fortune teller.”

I briefly responded to the gray-haired man with a thank you.

“right. That’s me. I’m not surprised because that’s me. You have great insight into whether an old man has been living his age like an asshole. Take my praise. Tsk! 개새끼야. I studied physiognomy in hiding for a long time. Hey, am I supposed to be the king of Dongho? You sharp contemplative bastard. how is it? I don’t know?”

Here and there, expressions of cruelty, invitations to keep one’s mouth shut, and threats to tear one’s mouth to pieces continued in harmony.

Anyway, I was upset with my grandfather while playing Jeomsoy.

In his past life, he fought with the Murim Alliance and even fought with the Demonic Cult.

Although he did not belong to a sect, he was dragged around by Gwangseung, so the old man’s observation is mostly correct.

That is the unchanging me.

So what?

I said as the enemies finished their colorful swearing.

“noisy. You bastards of thieves. So who on earth is the number one apostle?”

The gray head grinned and grabbed the middle-aged man’s shoulder with his right hand.

“Dongho First Sword.”

The middle-aged man lowered his head slightly.

“yes.”

“okay. “It’s this guy.”

It was a little unexpected. However, the gray haired man’s next words continued like this.

“And I am the number one apostle.”

“Well, it wasn’t the same guy to begin with.”

At this time, the voice of the Sword Demon, who had been quiet, penetrated the crowd.

“… … gaffer.”

“… … .”

We look at the sword demon.

People looked alternately at the Sword Demon and the First Apostle.

The First Sado, presumed to be the master of the First Sword of the East, looked at the Sword Demon and smiled.

“Sword Demon, do you have something to say?”

An unexpected story flowed from the Sword Demon’s mouth.

“The religious leaders who left the old headquarters arrived at the largest apostolic force, commonly called the Apostolic Alliance, and killed them, enslaved them, and made that place the new headquarters of the religion. This is where the Cheonma Shinyo Church is located today. “At that time, I understand that the leader of the apostles was also captured and hung at the dragon gate that they boasted about. What is your relationship with the leader of the apostles?”

The first apostle answered with a smile.

“How did Master Jeon come to ask such a question?”

The Sword Demon answered.

“After being destroyed by Protestantism, people in the rivers and regions became reluctant to use the word apostle. Because that force was completely destroyed. It must be considered ominous. It is a general term for forces that clearly existed, but has now mostly been replaced by the expression “black road.” “I often thought something was strange whenever I heard the term ‘Apostle First.’ But if you were actually from the extinct Apostle League, it wouldn’t be strange for you to be obsessed with such an expression.”

The First Apostle said nothing.

The Sword Demon posed a question as if swinging his sword.

“… … Moreover, if you even use the expression ‘the best apostle’. “If the survivor was acting as the leader of the bandits, he would be acting as the leader of the rat bastards.”

Only then did I burst out laughing.

Because it was a pretty cool counterattack.

As expected, he was a man of few words, but once he opened his mouth, Geomma was a man who spoke well.

The First Apostle let out a low laugh with phlegm boiling in his throat. The first apostle suddenly wiped away his laughter and spoke in a quick tone.

“right. I’m from the Apostolic Association. That’s amazing. The old Apostle Maeng was all killed by the church you belonged to, but his legacy has been carried on by me.”

The Sword Demon responded without any sign of surprise.

“How can you be hunting in a place like this without dreaming of revenge?”

Sado Jeilin roughly lifted his long sleeves with both hands and stepped forward and spoke.

“What are you doing? Isn’t it well hidden in the East Lake like this? “I was hiding very well.”

“… … .”

The way he spoke gave me a little goosebumps. I’m crazy too, but there was a madness in my tone that was somewhat far from being crazy.

To put it bluntly, is it an unpleasant madness that is a mixture of the madness of a fugitive and a hermit?

A strange glow flowed from the eyes of the First Apostle.

“You bastard, I am just like you. In the end, you too are wandering around the river because you are afraid of the religious leader. If you were that great, you would have returned to school right away and competed with the leader. Actually, do you want to become a religious leader too? yes?”

The tone has become childish, like that of a child. These were unpleasant words to hear because they arbitrarily determined the Sword Demon’s inner thoughts.

“Sword Demon, you bastard. In the end, you too are nothing more than a wandering swordsman who failed to surpass the three talents of your time. It will be far away. Moreover, since you have seen the cult leader from the side, you would know the gap better than anyone else. Can you handle it? Even if you swing your sword thousands or tens of thousands of times, the gap that cannot be narrowed will turn into a nightmare and torment you every night. Are you saying you are stronger than Samjae? no. You can’t get to that level. That’s why I’m satisfied with Dongho. “If you want to mock me, you should first look at yourself and run away.”

“… … .”

The First Apostle smiled as he looked around at his subordinates.

“Murimmaeng? okay. We should also talk about the Murim League. When the Demonic Cult unilaterally delivered a notice to vacate the position of the Apostolic Alliance, we shamelessly requested support from the Murim Alliance as well. Even though we didn’t get along well, I asked for their help by convincing them that if we fell, we would immediately face the forces of the Murim Alliance. Who was it that asked for that help? huh?”

For a moment, goosebumps appeared on my forearms, and I looked at my arms and the expressions on the faces of the Four Major Villains.

“and… … .”

It was said that the messenger of the Sado League, who had gone to the Murim League to ask for help, was alive before our eyes with a lot of gray hair.

I asked.

“Was it that messenger?”

The first apostle pointed his finger at me and continued to shake it.

“okay. It was me. She ran very hard. Not only was I rejected, but I was also ridiculed, despised, and ridiculed. Still vivid. No one felt sorry. That was the true nature of the Murim Alliance. In the end, the former cult leader who massacred the Sado League also dies. The great swordsman who killed that cult leader also left one day in vain, unable to regain his previous inaction. If he had joined forces with the Sadomaeng, at least Geomshin would have survived and been called the best man in the world. “You idiots.”

It was a very touching story, but I just said whatever came to mind.

“… … So, you wanted to train hard and become the best in the world, but the Samjae that appeared later was so scary that you felt like you were going to urinate just thinking about it, so you hid in the East Lake. Senior messenger? “If I had gone into the mountains, I would have become the number one bandit.”

Still, he responded to my provocation with a smile, perhaps because he was a man who had experienced many hardships before birth.

Sado Jeilin, who was giggling like a crazy person, said to me.

“The people I value highly are the Samjaes, not you. If Lim So-baek were that great, I would have already died in Dongho. Samjae may appear in front of me and threaten me with various words, but not you. You need to know the level. You have to know the topic. Many of the masters in the group already fell into the water by acting like you. Many of the people who said they were coming to kill me have also subsided. I raised the fish in Dongho by feeding them. I lived by feeding people like you as fish food. That fish was caught by my servants and is being put on the table. how is it?”

I answered.

“When I said I would do one-on-ones if you were that confident. Why didn’t you come forward? It wasn’t supposed to be this big. The proposal is still valid. Old messenger of the Apostolic League, are you listening to me? I guess the religious leader is bothering me in my dreams. He has a miserable life. “Now I see his face resembles a snake.”

The word apostle was truly unique.

I was massacred by Mado.

Baekdo received a harsh treatment.

The man who had experienced this his whole life was glaring at me with snake-like eyes.

It was the look in the eyes of an apostle, a man who had fallen into the wrong path.

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