I Reincarnated as the Crazed Heir Chapter 252

Episode 252: The Apostle (8)

Hyulra's eyebrows furrowed.

The King of Scammers, the Apostolic Swindler. One thing is for sure. This guy is a crazy, thuggish bastard.

A vulgar tone that does not match the absolute majesty.

"Are you the Apostle?"

I asked because I couldn't believe it. Then the fraud king swept the floor as if embarrassed, smiled awkwardly, and muttered.

"Hey, but……"

Is the author really a lyricist? The more I read it, the more I don't understand it. For a moment, the tension was about to ease.

He said this with a creepy look on his face.

"Do you think you are qualified to talk to me?"

"Ugh!"

It was a moment. Yeonju's body trembled as if in a ripple, and when she blinked once more, she found herself in front of Hyulra.

Then, he was dragged up by the neck, and an incredible purple energy poured out from the Scam King's hand.

I felt the blood again.

It's strong.

The moment the fraud king grabbed my neck, I realized this too.

Die.

The feeling was even stronger because it wasn't the first time I had felt this way toward someone.

This was especially true because it was a feeling he had felt towards the greatest being in the world, the Demon Lord, whom he had served.

The term “Samjon” was by no means an empty boast. The King of Conspiracies was a master of the heavens and the earth.

'My lord… … You must never come here.'

Hyul-ra's heart started beating faster as she worried about Ma-cheon-so's safety more than her own life.

The last time he saw Ma Cheon So, he estimated that he was one level higher than himself.

But the King of Fraud was someone who could not even discuss numbers.

I also thought that all the talk about the Three Realms was just empty words meant to hinder the Ma-Zone.

I would never have guessed that someone this strong would be the leader of the Apostolic Corps.

No, I had to get away the moment I saw the true nature of the sword.

'I must stay behind and buy time. I must send Guyangryong and everyone else out to prevent my lord from coming. That is the only way to survive.'

Hyulra's eyes turned cold and sank, and red blood boiled inside his body.

Looking down, I saw that the fraud king was relaxed and didn't seem to care much.

Now that he was letting his guard down, this was the opportunity. He only had one hand. Even that was grabbing my neck, so my entire body was full of vulnerabilities.

However, it is clear that a clumsy blow will only make things worse.

Hyulra calmly placed all the bets with his fingertips.

Little by little, little by little. Just once, I need to pierce that skin and poke my fingertips into that red heart.

Then the blood will boil over, and even if you forcefully hold it back with a bet, you will still be able to buy some time.

After making all the preparations, Hyul-ra stabbed Woo-soo without any warning.

It was so fast that not even the sound of the wind could be heard.

Got it. Got him. Now just shout run away… … .

But just then, the voice of the King of Scam flowed unfamiliarly into my ear in a languid tone.

"Because you only have one hand. Are you kidding me? You can't do it."

Crunch! An eerie sound flowed out.

Hyulra's eyes shook and he lowered his head.

Thud. A veiny arm fell to the ground. The fingertips were still filled with blood. It was his own hand.

"how……?"

Obviously the fraud king is holding him by the neck and doing nothing.

Chusa River? No. He just stepped back after a while and watched with interest.

Surrounding him are himself, his assassination squad, and the king of fraud.

There is no one else.

As questions began to wander through his mind, a long, single-edged sword with a handle covered in demonic symbols entered his field of vision.

Floating alone with a proud appearance.

"No matter how noble or humble……"

Kkaaaak! It was the con artist's favorite soldier, Gwichondo. He was screaming and wandering around as if he were a ghost.

An extreme state known to be capable of handling a sword freely without having to hold it directly.

The art of using one's spirit to cut through a sword.

I was ignorant.

The young and unusual appearance of the King of Scam was merely a vessel containing ten thousand souls.

He was a man who possessed not only the internal energy to reach the state of being a demon, but also the enlightenment of numerous masters.

Its depth, its size, everything is an absolute that cannot even be compared.

That was the noble one.

His hand was one, yet it was not one.

"Village chief-!"

When Dan Tae-yong shouted urgently, the fraud king snickered and said.

"Village chief? Ha, hahaha! What a level… Hey, hey! Listen up. If you don't want to be separated from your body. You, you're kind of funny. Since when did the world's greatest cult become a country bumpkin? Huh? You're the cult leader. Tell me."

It was a disgrace. Hyul-ra glared and breathed out murderous intent from the depths of his bones.

Needless to say, I was very angry and resentful that this was all I could do right now.

"Why? Are you upset? Then you shouldn't have come. But why did you come? Oh, did you say you wanted to hold my hand? But I don't have a left hand and you don't have a right hand, so we can't hold hands. What should I do?"

Hold hands? Who with whom.

Hyul-ra's mind suddenly became empty at the absurd words.

"Well, even if it were, it wouldn't work. The levels aren't right. Yeah, that's why. Just… die. Hehe."

Kkaaaak! The Gwichondo flew in a wide circle, surrounding the Chuksaljo and Hyulra. Purple aura followed them, scattering like a line.

As soon as a complete circle was drawn, high walls of energy appeared above and below.

A river wall? It was something I had never seen before. But that wasn't the important thing.

I felt it even without having to say it.

It was dangerous. If you stay in here, you'll die without being able to get out or get in.

The assassination squad began to throw bets to break down the wall. The swordsman Danjeonghak's martial arts were unleashed without mercy. However, it was useless. Even if he touched it, it bounced back with a repulsive force, and it only revealed its sturdiness as if it was mocking him.

"Then, farewell, village chief. But since I have a close relationship with Ma-Jun, I'll give you time to say hello. Hehe. You guys are really fun. Geomchi, should I raid Cheon-san? Oh. Where did this kid go?"

The fraud king threw the blood sack down like a piece of luggage, muttered to himself, and walked up to the wall, placing his hand on it. Then, the wall, which had been as solid as iron for ages, began to wilt like smoke, and he passed through like a ghost.

"What the hell have you done!"

Danshikang rolled on the floor, screaming. No matter how hard he tried, there was no way out. He thought he had become stronger through intense training… … The martial arts world was still harsh and high.

Not long after they were left alone, cracks began to form on the seemingly eternal wall of steel.

"what?"

"You can't believe it even if you see it. Can't you feel it? That's not just a wall. It's a bundle of thousands, tens of thousands, or even more. And soon…."

It will split us into hundreds of thousands of pieces, tearing our bodies apart like minced meat.

Hyul-ra couldn't bring himself to say anything else and looked up at the sky.

Stars shine in the dark night sky.

"My lord……"

I called him with a gloomy heart.

I am not afraid of dying. I should have died in Birugol a long time ago.

What remains is that I have to leave without ever meeting the person I had been longing to see again, even though I didn't know if he was alive or dead.

Looking at the eyes of the assassins, it seemed like they too had sensed death.

There was no shaking.

"fu*k. If I was going to do this, I should've brought a few more with me."

"Shigang. I agree."

"Kihyo-o-ot……"

"Who knew?"

Danshikang, Dantaeyong, Danbong, and Danyeokman. They looked at each other and smiled.

Hyulra looked at them absentmindedly and approached them. Then Danshikang waved his hand as if telling them to stop talking nonsense and started talking nonsense.

"Oh, if you're going to apologize, then just throw it away. When you leave, go with peace of mind."

Apology? There is no such thing in Gwangmyeongcheonmadae.

"…Get out of here."

"What? How could you do that? There are walls on all sides. They look over twenty jang high. Damn, I didn't know that I would be trapped and killed by a wall made of jiangshi. I'd rather fight a jiangshi and die. Thud!"

Danshikang poured out his curses. Cheoksaljo nodded his head and expressed his agreement.

If I had died fighting, I wouldn't have felt this bad.

This is a time-limited situation where you are waiting to die.

But Hyulra stubbornly held onto his intentions, pointing to the sky above his head.

"Even if you can't do it, five, no, ten can survive. Go and find your lord. And make sure he never comes back here again."

How? Before Danshikang could even ask, Hyulra answered first.

"I'll throw them up one by one, Taeyong, Bong, and Yeokman, throw your weapons up. Then the rest of you can use them as stepping stones to climb over the wall. If you don't have weapons, you can step on their shoulders and climb over them."

It was a bold statement. It is only natural that in order to perform lightness, there must be something to step on. If you step on grass, it is a portrait monument. If you step on water, it is a water monument.

So to get out of here, you either have to do the legendary skywalk or find something to step on.

But those are my family members' heads. Even if it was a demonic cult, this wasn't it.

But Hyulra was resolute.

"You must survive. Go and bring the cult leader and leave Guizhou. Fortunately, Yeonju has bought you some time… Get ready quickly."

Even if I went outside, I would have to face Chusa Kang and thousands of Sadolyeon warriors.

From the beginning, surviving itself was impossible.

However, Danshikang couldn't bring himself to say no after seeing Hyulra's gaze.

Because I knew very well how strong and deep his loyalty and current determination were.

"Dog-like cubs-!"

Danshikang swore loudly, let out a ragged breath, and glared at the assassin with bloodshot eyes.

"Hey, did you listen to everything the village chief said?"

Of course I heard it well. But no one speaks easily.

"These kids are out… Shit, aren't you going to answer?"

"I heard, death penalty!"

"Run in order. If you can't do it, give your shoulder or head to the youngest members unconditionally. Do you understand?"

"Death penalty… Death penalty…!"

"덜 산 새끼들이 조금이라도 더 사는 거다. 억울한 새끼는 나와. 당장 보내줄 테니까. 알았으면 시작해. 개새끼들아."

Why are you glaring at me like you’re going to kill me? The youngest members’ eyes turned red at Danshigang’s consideration.

Some people might laugh at this farce, but I left Tianshan and stayed in Guangdong before moving to Bumun Village.

The life of a wanderer, hiding the identity of a traitorous member of the Demonic Cult and sharing joys and sorrows in the Central Plains, was enough time to strengthen their bond.

These people were family itself now.

"Danshigang. You're going out too."

"What the heck are you talking about!"

"Take Guyangryong with you. Even if you go out without him, he will die before long."

"No, if you're going to be so picky, then the village chief should just leave. Why should I…?"

"Ten sheets. Can you throw it there?"

Danshikang raised his head again. The wall was… … so damn high.

"And… if you exclude me and Guyangryong, you're the strongest. That's why."

"What the heck……"

When Dan Shi-gang was about to swear, only Dan Tae-yong, Dan Bong, and Dan Yeok smiled affectionately and spoke.

"good."

"If you see me, please say hello to me."

"Kiyooooosh!"

"these guys……."

You can tell just by looking at their eyes. Everyone is prepared.

A tingling sensation rose from deep within his chest. Danshikang immediately lowered his head, feeling that if he looked any further, his groin would start to hurt and he would not be able to stand.

You fu*king bastards. You'll laugh and scream until you die.

I feel like I'm going to cry with sorrow.

Kukukung! But reality didn't seem to want this kind of atmosphere. A huge vibration began to resonate from the walls of the river.

It's going to break soon.

Hyul-ra showed an urgent expression and took a stance to support him.

"There's no time. Come!"

Thump, thump. Everyone dropped their weapons, and the two, including Dan Taeyong, gathered them and took their places next to Hyulra.

Now all you have to do is jump.

Everyone made eye contact as the situation became more tense.

The first person in line looked up at the sky before leaving his seat and offered a short prayer to the Holy Spirit.

But.

"Run, kid! What are you doing if you don't run?"

The guy who should have run out right away straightened his back with a bewildered expression, as if he had lost his mind while praying.

Then he slowly raised his hands toward the sky and muttered.

"What is… coming."

"But this kid! What the… is he coming?"

"Star. A falling star."

What are they doing in a place where everyone is about to die? Even Hyeola stretched out her body in bewilderment and raised her head to the sky.

But it really came. Something was coming.

A light as dark as pitch.

It's a ridiculous expression, but it really was like that.

The dark star was falling like lightning.

Crunch, crunch! Crunch! Crunch!

"Get out of here-!"

Then, the wall shatters and purple energy flies in from all directions.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Darkness engulfed the world.

The ground screamed and shook, and sparks exploded everywhere.

And at the center of it all was him.

Kwaaaaaaah-!

The roars of evil spirits pour out.

Machunso.

The heavenly horse has descended.