The sight of the Cheonma constantly moving backwards in a circle was a fascinating scene no matter how many times I saw it, or even just by looking at it.

Moreover, the circle he drew was perfect without any distortion, and all the movements were the same without any error, so I didn’t even feel the slightest sense of humanity.

But apart from that, as time passed, the question of what on earth was going on arose more and more.

How would the demonic cultists know what was going on?

Even though he has two minds, he appears to be unconscious on the outside, and just keeps repeating movements when told to ‘dance’ to express his emotions.

I felt extremely embarrassed by Ji Seung-ju’s profane gaze that struck me once in a while, a disloyal look that dared to turn a blind eye to the Supreme Lord of the Heavenly Demon.

Non-footnote, because I don’t know anything about the magic brain.

I had no choice but to ignore the gazes that were prodding me to say something, as if I didn’t feel them at all.

—-

The Heavenly Demon had already changed bodies dozens of times and had the experience of subduing the same number of spirits.

That means, in terms of spirit, he is the only authority in the entire world, including the central plains and the outskirts.

(For people from the central region, everything else besides the central region is a periphery.)

Compared to that, Cheong’s skills were limited to setting up a studio and making fried chicken.

There was nothing special about it, it was just average. This is what all previous owners of the body have done.

After the body is taken away, it is nothing more than an instinctive defense technique in which a person protects himself by imagining the most familiar place.

So the Heavenly Demon could not understand.

Because I couldn’t figure out where the strange immortality of Qing’s mental body came from.

Just guessing, the scenery created by Qing’s mental body was unfamiliar even in the long life of the Heavenly Demon, so he might be someone other than a bird at the edge of the border. I just wondered if the barbarians there had developed a technique for manipulating the mind.

“When people talk, pretend to listen.”

puck. dump.

“madam. “Let me clean my mouth too.”

puck. dump.

“Aren’t you getting tired of it? “It’s no use at this point.”

“What the hell. “What is learning ability?”

“Ooh, loser.”

“If you have a bad head, your body will suffer.”

Flutter, flutter, flutter.

Countless headless bodies lay on the ground.

“Wow. Didn’t I already tell you that if doing something doesn’t work, you have to change the method? “I mean it like this.”

This time, Cheong was not seen.

The Heavenly Demon looked around nervously, looking for the owner of the hell’s mouth.

“If you think about it, isn’t all the new blood passed down through your children? Then what? You are the father and the child. So, isn’t your wife your mother? “When you get bored while preparing for war, you reminisce about the old days and call your mother for a meal every once in a while?”

“Where, where are you talking about!”

“What do you think about when you look at your child? Since this is my body that I will own later, I should treat it with respect. Then at least it would be convenient because I wouldn’t have to do character education. “Anyway, if you hate the child who will end up in my hands, I don’t have to give you any affection.”

Cheong hid among the corpses and committed an extremely despicable trick of only talking.

I only paid attention to the subject of being covered in blood and pretending to be a corpse.

However, bodies shaped like the same clothes were piled up on the ground, one layer at a time.

The only way to find the difference is to find the one with a head hidden in between.

It was a heavenly horse that had never even been able to find differences at the level of entertainment level 7 and under, let alone the inferno level of difficulty.

In the end, the Heavenly Demon vented his anger harshly.

“You bitch, what do you know! Those abominable midfielders! Look at their descendants! How dare you not know that eating well and living well is all due to the evil deeds of my ancestors!”

“Pay for the sins of your ancestors? “That’s a bit much.”

“Isn’t it obvious! I inherited my mother’s wealth and connections and enjoyed them as my own! Are you saying you want to leave out only the ugly sins and history of exploitation?”

“uh… … ?”

Cheong paused.

Makes sense… … there is?

“Look at the prestigious political faction! As soon as he is born, he pierces his energy and blood, drinks elixirs, and practices precious martial arts, so even the world’s most proficient warriors reach their peak before they die! The wealth and glory gained through exploitation created the immortal ruler of the central plains! “And yet there is no sin!”

“Sin… … “You know, right?”

Cheong couldn’t even deny that.

There was an island country that immediately came to mind, and the same was true if you pointed anywhere on the continent next to it.

Of course, that didn’t mean there wasn’t anything to say.

“Even so, it’s not like you have any right to be punished.”

“no! If only one person in the world deserves it! That’s me! “Here I am, clearly observing the sins of the past and losing everything to those atrocities!”

“weird? Is this what a loser who specializes in losing streak, who steals other people’s bodies and has not even won a single game, would do? “I’m asking because I really don’t know.”

“What kind of person in the world would surpass death! This is the will of the heavenly god Ahuda Mazda, who gave us to correct the wrong world! “This is heaven’s will!”

Cheong snorted.

Are you saying that the will of heaven created a superman to punish the evildoers of the world?

Why, they say that the god Mahura or something speaks to him directly.

“Eh? Heaven created your home to punish you? You’re not doing it yourself? No, it’s really ridiculous-”

-I can’t listen to you anymore.

Cheong’s voice suddenly rang out from the sky.

It was a sound like thunder that filled the world.

The Heavenly Demon raised his head.

Above the sky, a huge square frame was visible.

It is a window that hangs in the sky and illuminates a higher world.

The huge face reflected beyond it, Cheong’s eyes looked down at the earth without hiding his sorrow.

“What… … ”

-Well. It’s in the palm of Buddha’s hand.

The world broke into sharp pieces and poured down.

There were no longer any countless corpses or soggy blood, and the exposed ground appeared as if it were just a palm of white, fine skin.

Cheong looked down at the Heavenly Demon on his palm.

The Heavenly Demon screamed bitterly.

“Nonsense! How can your consciousness be greater than mine? “After reaching such a humble state as the peak!”

-I don’t know either. This is what happens once you die.

Cheong smiled with a gigantic, god-like appearance.

-So, try again. What is sky?

The Heavenly Demon gritted his teeth.

“Who else but heaven can bring the dead back to life? It’s me! “I have received the mandate!”

Cheong smiled and answered.

-what. If that’s you, then it must be like that, then you are the will of heaven. But, you know what? Where is the will of heaven now?

“That meaning is mine! “I am the will of heaven!”

And the will of heaven was in Cheong’s hands.

A flesh-colored pillar and a mountain range rose above the land where the Heavenly Demon stood.

This is because Cheong clenched his fists.

Just a bug on the palm of your hand.

It was lightly crushed, and even the remaining blood was only a few drops, so it was insignificant and did not flow out.

Cheong, who was finally left alone, giggled.

“regret. Heaven’s will ends here. “The sky isn’t that big of a deal, right?”

Cheong looked at the transparent window at the same time.

It was a phrase that had been making me crazy since the moment I absorbed the Heavenly Demon Soul.

[Currently in progress automatically in the form of a heavenly horse.]

[The Heavenly Demon form can be canceled.]

[Do you want to cancel? Yes No]

[*If you choose No, your journey will end and lead to the conclusion of Heavenly Demon Church.]

Soon, the word ‘Yes’ flashed a few times and the status window disappeared.

Cheong thought.

It looks like they originally prepared a hidden ending in the game, such as having their bodies taken away, right?

I don’t know why it was in a state where it could be canceled.

Some people would get angry if they suddenly called the game over, so they made it so they could make a choice.

Or maybe it was a situation where certain conditions had already been met and it could be lifted right away.

For example, it may be considered a poison or something that can be canceled due to blood poisoning.

Or it could have been thanks to the martial arts skills he had learned.

The Buddha’s Daejeongseonggong may have established the Buddha’s Buddhism that exists. The power of the Wolnyeo Judgyeol of the Nine Heavenly Wise Woman, who is in charge of the boundary between the upper and lower worlds of the Nine Heavens, may have been used.

But Cheong didn’t know anyway.

I wasn’t particularly curious about the reason.

Seomun Surin might have thought differently.

Baehwagyo worshiped fire, and the sacred fire was Ahura Mazda, the sun god.

Angra Mainyu, the god of destruction, meant pitch-black darkness, the night that humans feared from the beginning.

Since it is the sun that brightens the night, Angra Mainyu did not dare to oppose the sun god and was only a lower-ranking god.

And the Juyangse Heart Sutra was the image of the Flame Emperor.

Flame Emperor is the sun god worshiped by the Chinese people.

So, wouldn’t it be fair to say that the outcome was determined from the beginning?

Cheong did not have that level of knowledge.

But isn’t it important to know that you can do it, as long as you know that it is possible?

—-

Cheonma, who was showing a dance that was ahead of its time, finally stopped moving and stood in place.

And as I continued to walk, I found myself in front of old Choi Lyon again.

Choi Lyon’s blank eyes lingered at his feet.

It was then.

Suddenly, the Heavenly Demon’s feet moved, and they were aimed at the lower abdomen of the Supreme, who had been suppressed by Choi Lyon and laid on the floor.

puck!!!

“Ahh!”

The pain of shattering the dantian brought the Supreme Lord to his senses. This is physical therapy, the essence of medicine that revives even the dead mind.

“You fucking bastard. I said I wouldn’t leave you alone, right? hmm? is not it? “Didn’t you say anything out loud?”

Cheong continued with a mean smile.

“what? What about the natural scenery and what if I made up my mind? Now your Danjeon must have been broken. How do you feel now that you’ve become a natural person instead of a natural light, you idiot?”

Then, Choi Lyon also came to his senses.

Physical therapy originally had excellent efficacy not only for the recipient but also for prospective patients watching.

“Hey, Cheong, are you Cheong?”

“hmm? Grandpa? Have you come to your senses again? Please don’t keep confusing me as to whether I’m your daughter or something. Why do you keep messing with other people’s genealogy? hmm. “I want to eat pig’s feet bossam.”

I will order it when it goes as I imagined.

I just can’t think of anything like this.

Cheong regretted it, but it was only a light regret.

Because, I don’t care about the food from my hometown anymore, Jokbal Bossam is available in Jungwon as well.

There was no culture of enjoying the original Jokbal Hongso Jejeje and the original Bossam, Dongpayuk, with the original Bibim Noodles, but at the same time.

Isn’t that the heart of the person who orders it?

I ordered some Cheongju and it was just so good.

“you!”

Cheong was in the middle of swallowing his saliva while suddenly spreading his gourmet flair.

A young, innocent voice rang out.

Cheong turned his head.

With a cheerful smile.

“ah. kid. okay. “You were there too, right?”