The Return of The Crazy Demon Chapter 56

Episode 56. Take off the mask and live

Instead of being a small black pagoda podium, the Daenakchal, who looked like a person sitting on a throne, looked at me and held out his hand.

“Welcome.”

While thinking about the deceased Jeoksa, I asked Daenachal how he was doing.

“Master, is your back okay these days?”

Daenachal nodded.

“It’s not bad.”

“Do you have any discomfort in your legs?”

“It’s inconvenient, but you have to live with this as you get older. “When you fight, you’ll be fine again, so don’t worry.”

“is it so. Are you sleeping well? “Living in a river requires a lot of mental strength, so you need to get enough sleep.”

Daenachal nodded as if he agreed with what I said.

“As I get older, my sleep gets shorter and shorter. When you die, you will sleep for a long time, so there is no need to worry too much. “Are you on your way to kill someone again?”

Daenachal also spoke in a manner that treated me as a enemy.

“I killed several people who were running around in vain.”

Daenachal sighed briefly and said.

“Now that my beloved disciples are dead, I must take revenge.”

“Of course you should.”

“How was the end of Jeoksa?”

“I tried to headbutt the wall, but only his head was broken. “They must be waiting in line somewhere at the entrance to hell.”

“He was my favorite student, but it’s a shame.”

I asked Daenachal what I had been curious about.

“There is something my student has always been curious about. Please give me the answer.”

“Feel free to ask.”

“Why are you wearing this mask? “It seems the Jeoksa was curious about that until the moment he died.”

Daenachal laughed, showing his teeth.

“It’s fascinating. Interesting.”

“… … .”

“So far, no one has asked me in detail. Even though he had many disciples. It’s a simple story. We use it because hiding behind a mask makes bad things more natural. “It becomes unclear whether you are doing something bad or the mask is acting for you.”

Daenachal thrust his face forward from his sitting position.

“Only those chosen by me can wear the mask. If we assign a ranking there, we will be able to do anything to compete among ourselves. “This is the nature of fools.”

Daenachal laughed, revealing his large teeth.

“Also, this is an old tradition. My master’s master was a mask dancer. He had to wear that mask to make a living. However, he was unable to master the art of changing masks in an instant and had to be kicked out. “The person who was kicked out like that is my master.”

“Oh my.”

The anger of the weak spreads like a contagious disease, harassing an unspecified number of people, and becomes the cause of such people appearing.

Daenachal smiled and said to me.

“I told you the secret of the mask, so show me your face too. “One of you will die, but wouldn’t that be okay?”

“ah… … “My face.”

I answered while smoothing the red knight’s mask.

“Now I want to do something bad, but I can’t.”

I laughed along with Daenachal.

The rhinoceros beetle was laughing, the dead red snake was laughing somewhere, and I was laughing too. We each laughed as we thought about each other’s death.

Daenachal stood up and said.

“Someone like you should have been my student.”

“Even if he had been a disciple, he would have run away somewhere and done Jeomsoy.”

“Why do such a frivolous thing?”

“It doesn’t matter what you do. While you were mopping, you would keep thinking about your ugly master. In the end, she would have somehow learned martial arts and come back to kill you. And like today, you probably asked me why I put a mask on.”

Daenachal nodded.

“right. “That’s how a man should live.”

As Daenachal was coming down the stairs, his sleeves were shaking in the wind.

While I was looking closely at my sleeve, the Great Rachachal came very close.

The reason we narrow the distance like this is because we have confidence.

It is also psychological warfare.

The moment I stepped back to increase the distance, Daenachal would have taken the initiative and attacked.

Daenachal was shorter than me.

And it’s ugly.

I know guys who look as ugly as Daenachal. However, we also know that a person’s charm is not all about their face.

Even though I’m pretty good-looking, it’s like I wasn’t popular with normal beauties.

Suddenly, anger… … .

Daenachal smiled.

“With what will a disciple compete? Jangbeop, boxing, swordsmanship, swordsmanship, and inner strength. Anything is fine. “I, who has practiced martial arts for a longer time, will give up my choice.”

“What are you confident about?”

“Old people are skilled. This will be at your disadvantage, so choose something else.”

Daenachal smiled faintly, as if engaging in psychological warfare.

I nodded.

“Then let’s go to the inner skills first.”

My stomach pounded at the thought of having an internal competition.

Daenachal smiled brightly and slowly stretched out his left hand.

“If you have no regrets, put your hands together.”

Internal strength competitions are something only top-ranked crazy people do.

No country’s soldiers or men fight like this.

Only crazy monkeys believe in their own abilities and risk their lives while being full of loopholes.

I slowly moved my right hand while observing Daenakchal’s expression. Since the two of us were close together, it wouldn’t have been strange at all if one of us broke the agreement and launched a surprise attack.

However, Daenachal and I held our palms together without performing a surprise attack on each other.

Daenakchal’s palm was as hard as touching a rhinoceros beetle.

We both fell silent.

The amount of internal energy injected into the intestines gradually increased, as if the detailed rules of the internal energy competition were discussed on the spot.

If grown men like this stand still with their hands clasped together, they will look like idiots to those who don’t know martial arts.

But if you look closely, they are even more serious idiots.

Because you are risking your life.

Even in the midst of all this, I was wary of Daenakchal’s right arm.

They could have stuck a sharp awl to my severed forearm and stabbed me right away.

The two hands that were touching began to gradually tremble, and the smiling face of Daenakchal also shook like the surface of the water.

The Red Death mask I was wearing was also trembling.

Daenachal’s eyes looked at my left hand, and I also looked at Daenachal’s empty sleeve.

The intensity of tension increased slightly.

I prepared for a long battle with the power of the wood world, but then switched to the power of the salt world. As my palms became more and more red, Daenakchal’s eyes turned to our joined hands.

Now, all the tendons in the joined hands are swollen as if they are about to explode.

As if it was natural, the right arm of Daenakchal moved.

Swinging one arm like this in the midst of an endurance competition means that he has some spare power left.

Of course, I also had some spare energy left.

He moved his head to the right and grabbed Daenachal’s forearm. A silver blade stretched out next to my neck, leaving just a narrow gap.

It appears that a blade has been attached to the severed forearm area.

I injected energy while holding Daenakchal’s hand and forearm.

Daenakchal was insidious, but being insidious cannot win all battles.

In any case, in a battle of internal skills, the person with deeper internal skills wins.

When I injected the flame power into the left hand holding the guy’s forearm, the sleeve burned as if it had been scorched by flames.

Only then did I check the shape of my forearm.

There was something like an iron cover attached to the cut part, and a blade was attached to it.

A surprise attack blade specially manufactured for Daenachal.

While looking at the bamboo temple, I practiced the Yeomgye tension with the right hand and the Absorption Great Technique with the left hand.

It is said that dull people cannot even do the basics.

On the left, Daenaksha’s internal energy flowed in, and on the right, my flame tension heated Daenaksha’s arm.

A brief feeling of regret about the ice ball passed through my mind.

I decided to practice more with Daenachal again, so I used Absorption Daebeop with my right hand and Yeomgye Tension with my left hand.

The severed arm was obviously defenseless, so the right side of Daenaksachal’s clothing gradually burned away.

‘This is correct.’

Although Daenachal’s level of internal energy was not significantly inferior to mine, he was visibly embarrassed when I used a combination of split mind attack and the uncommon absorption energy technique. Moreover, not having one hand was definitely a disadvantage.

In past battles, I would often win with that blade.

In the midst of all this, Daenachal was somehow holding on with the strength he had accumulated throughout his life.

At this time, a clicking sound rang out from Daenachal’s mouth.

‘It’s either poison or a sting.’

There are often people who hide their dogma in the space where their teeth are missing.

The moment Daenakchal takes a breath and exhales… … .

I pulled out both hands and headbutted Daenachal’s mouth.

puck!

The Red Knight’s mask was torn apart.

puck!

This time the white porcelain mask was torn apart.

puck!

This time, my forehead crushed Daenakchal’s nose.

Only then did I look at the Daenaksa Temple with my face covered in blood. All of the front teeth were broken and the nose was crushed.

I’ve never killed anyone by headbutting, so I just used the Absorbent Daebok technique with both hands.

Daenachal’s composure was broken and his energy and blood began to turn, and he was robbed of the inner strength he had built up, like a dam breaking and flowing out.

My own iron rule when using the absorption method, obtained through a combination of coincidence and necessity.

This doesn’t take your life.

I threw exactly half of the energy that Daenakchal had to Cheonok as food and then relaxed both hands.

As soon as I released my hand, the bamboo temple collapsed on the floor.

It was still hidden.

Daenakchal’s eyes were scanning my face. It was as if his curiosity had finally been resolved.

I spoke in a serious tone while looking down at the Daenaksa Temple.

“I’ll see you later. “Haomunju, let’s do this.”

Daenachal muttered as if it was the first time he had heard my name.

“Isaha… … .”

“If we had fought like this from the beginning, the lives of the foolish disciples would have been saved.”

Daenachal spit out a lot of blood from his mouth and then spoke.

“Who is the master?”

If you think about that short question, it implied that I was too young and strong to understand. I squatted down and made eye contact with Daenachal.

“doesn’t exist.”

“You’re lying.”

“Now, I will take over not only the Twelve Gods forces but also everything you managed. You were not qualified to be the leader of these fools. Even if you don’t want it, all of this will come under Hao Wen, but as the leader of the group, please say a word to your disciples.”

“You killed them all, where are your disciples?”

Hongshin and Geumhae appeared in the place where the subordinates of the Black Tomb Room were with mixed expressions.

In almost the same way, the surviving white men, Cheongjin, and Baekyu appeared on the wall. I had no intention of interfering with the one-on-one fight, but I was curious about the outcome, so I guess I was just listening through the wall.

Daenachal sighed, looked around at his disciples who were still alive, and spoke honestly.

“This crazy person has saved many lives. amazing.”

I confirmed that Daenakchal’s eyes became bright again as before.

It was a helioplasty phenomenon.

Daenachal straightened his back from where he was sitting and spoke to his living disciples.

“… … The disciples had a hard time taking care of their poor master. From now on, please serve Hao Wenju with all your heart. Now you too, take off your mask and live. Rather than me… … .”

Daenakchal’s backstory did not continue.

It was a death that was met with open eyes.

I looked at the lifeless Daenaksha for a long time. There was finally peace in his ugly face. Still, at the last moment, I thought that Daenachal had said something that was thoughtful of his disciples, so I reached out and closed the world he was looking at.

Daenachal’s eyes closed.

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