I Reincarnated as the Crazed Heir Chapter 346

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Episode 346: The Last of the Con King (2)

Sigh! The fraud king cursed inwardly.

Should I strangle him with a rope?

The noble path was blocked by the Holy Fire Demon Sword, and the betting was oxidized when it touched the devil's body, which made me furious.

How on earth am I supposed to catch it?

"You disgusting little bastard."

"You know yourself well."

Although he accepted it as if he was being sarcastic, Ma Cheon-so also felt a sense of crisis.

In order for two people who have reached the extreme level of competition to decide the winner, at least one of three conditions had to be met.

The first is luck.

Papa Pot! At the resumption of contact, the noble sword and the holy sword flew across the vast sky, emitting light.

At first glance, you might be amazed by the mysterious appearance of the god, but in reality, he was even more precise.

'Wind, must have wind.'

The King of Scam and the Demon King fought a battle of wits, trying to keep their backs to the blowing wind.

Because even the slightest force of wind can create a gap between life and death depending on the fate of the heavens.

But the heavens were indifferent, and the two were cautious in everything.

When the wind blew strongly, the person standing on the opposite side kept his distance, and if the person embracing the wind thought it was not good, he immediately looked for the next spot.

And they knew each other.

Their luck is not the best, and it is impossible to rely on luck while fighting all day.

Since luck wasn't on my side, the second one was left. A mistake.

Kkaaaak! The ghost sword flew towards Ma Cheon So, who was trying to avoid the spot and bite his body.

But. Has it reached its limit now? The Holy Fire Sword is one step too late.

Crunch! An eerie sound flowed, and the Gwichondo passed through Macheonso's shoulder.

Fortunately, he avoided the blow as much as possible and only sustained minor injuries, but the sight of the blood flying and his hunched posture alone made the King of Conspiracy's eyes widen with greed.

His mistake opened up an opportunity.

'This guy is finished!'

Shuaak! A huge amount of energy rippled in the outstretched palm of the flying fraud king, and the noble sword that had passed through Ma Cheon-so's hand turned around and flew fiercely in the opposite direction, aiming for his back.

'The devil can burn internal energy, but he can't block the noble and heavenly path. So you'll turn around and try to block the noble and heavenly path. Hehe. That will be your downfall.'

The power possessed by Ma Cheon So has already been analyzed.

The Holy Fire Demon Sword that competes with the noble and the common.

A heavenly demon that burns internal energy.

It is like a piece of iron armor that is completely sealed from the front and back.

If I were to place a bet on the tomb of the second son of a king while directly touching his body, then I would have a chance of winning.

"this……."

Ma Cheon-so's face turned into a look of embarrassment. While he hesitated, the conversation was interrupted.

It's too late to avoid it, and to stop it…

Whoosh! Ma Cheon-so's shoulders rolled back, and his back twisted. The King of Scams, who had just landed right in front of his nose, secretly cheered.

If he just turns around like this, it's over. The moment he sees the back, his honed internal energy will tear his body apart.

Of course, the black flames will spread to your hands… … but that level of sacrifice is not a problem.

If only I could kill that guy.

Now… …if only I could see the back… …only the back! only the back! I can see it!

"Goodbye, you little bird… Huh?"

"You're here."

A damp chill ran down the Swindler's spine.

Why? Why?

Clearly, Ma Cheon-so had turned around, and was looking straight at him as if he had been performing a spell.

Only then did I realize.

The third to beat the same number.

Meat cutting and bone breaking.

Give flesh and cut bones.

Don't wait for opportunities, create them.

"Oh my… oh my…"

Time of birth and death

Heavenly Demon Divine Art

Fourth Ceremony

Heavenly Demon Seal

The demon's form doubled in size and passed through the King of Scam's body like a bolt of lightning.

At the same time, the outstretched hand of the fraud king also touched Ma Cheon-so's body as planned and poured out the bet.

Then, behind each other's backs, black and purple flames burst out as if swallowing the world.

Paaaaat!

"Ugh!"

"Ugh."

The brilliant light that colored the sky turns to dust and scatters, and the two people left behind continue to spurt out blood.

Kkaaaak! Pook! Then, the Gwicheondo flying from behind pierced Macheonso's back and came out through his abdomen.

Whee! A cold wind enveloped the two people.

Hurruk! The demons vanish, and silence flows. Their drooping, hazy pupils stare at each other.

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The bets are a jumbled mess, and my head is foggy and confused.

"Hehehe…"

Ma Cheon-so stretched out the corners of his bloody mouth and smirked, wondering what was so good about it.

"Huh…huh? Crazy…."

The fraud king was astonished. This was the first time in his life he had ever experienced such a monopoly.

Where else can you find such a shitty case?

Hundreds of small sparks were coiled inside his body, gradually expanding their range.

Is Ma Cheon-so okay? No.

The ghost that had pierced his body was also swallowing up the Heavenly Demon God's power without a trace.

This is a situation where it wouldn't be strange at all if someone died right now.

But… …are you laughing? Just because he took your life?

"…What are you?"

The fraud king asked.

"what."

"Did I swallow your mother?"

"what?"

"Or did you cut off your brother's head?"

"……Go, now."

"Or… what the hell are you doing to me? Why are you yelling at me-!"

Puhak! The fraud king let out a resentful scolding and a fountain of blood gushed out.

"Ugh… Ugh…."

The life draining from his bloodshot eyes seems to indicate that he is about to die.

Ma Cheon-so burst into laughter again and said.

"Idiot… Is there a reason to bite and tear in the martial arts world?"

Shit… … . No way.

The fraud king slowly raised his head with all his might.

A cruel smile appeared on his lips.

"Do you think you… beat me?"

"You haven't gone yet?"

"You'll die soon too."

"I'll go after you. So… shut up and go."

"I… am a god. The god of the apostles! I can't die like this-!"

Tough kid. Ma Cheon-so took a shallow breath and lowered his head to examine his body.

It looks… … pathetic.

The tip of the noble sword that protruded through the body made a sharp sound, and the inside of the body was a mess.

Now, even floating in the sky on two feet is soon to be the limit.

You might die.

Still, let's do what we have to do before that.

Swish. Ma Cheon-so's hand rose and turned towards the King of Scam's face.

Woohoo. Although faint, a crimson sphere begins to swirl at the tip of my finger. It's the Heavenly Demonic Art.

"You go first."

"Okay, wait a minute!"

"See you in hell."

"Fuck… baaaaal!"

Hwaaak! The sphere that left his fingertips flew towards the King of Cons.

As he approached, his face gradually turned red, and with a bang, the back of his head burst open through his gaping mouth.

Kkaaaak… …. As if Gwichon had also used up all his strength, the trembling stopped after his last scream.

The ruler of this era.

The king of the Sado League has died.

"Hehehe…"

A strained laugh burst from Ma Cheon-so's lips. And his eyes filled with emptiness.

I didn't feel good.

It wasn't until then that I started to feel affection for this crazy Yeonju.

I was confident.

I had the confidence to completely defeat him. But it was impossible. I underestimated the Three Lords.

I never thought that even after breaking the Ten Stars and getting hit by the Heavenly Horse Seal, the Gwicheondo would fly and tear my body apart.

Even if you win, it's not really a win.

If I was not careful, I could have lost everything.

It could have been worse than being half-crippled and dead.

furthermore…….

'Anonymity is stronger than the lotus.'

Even after receiving the Great Black Heavenly Demon of the Seonghwa Palace, it was Moo-myeong who was no match for him.

Can we really beat him?

Even with the Heavenly Horse Seal, he couldn't do anything to the Sadoyeonju, so I wonder if he will be blocked by the Geon-Gon-Dae-Na-I and come back.

As his worries deepened, Ma Cheon-so looked over his body again and muttered.

"Hehe… whatever. I'll kill them all."

A groan-like laugh flowed from Ma Cheon-so's mouth.

Anyway, he lived, and Yeonju died.

It will continue to be like that in the future.

Whether it's anonymous or the palace.

I steeled myself and suppressed a smile. Then, slowly, I raised my head. It was time to go down.

Recovery will take time, but first, fill the void left by the Murim Alliance with the Demonic Cult, and once fully recovered, move on to the next plan. That's it. And then…

"What…is…?"

Ma Cheon-so's forehead, lost in thought, crumpled like a piece of paper.

An unbelievable situation was unfolding before my eyes.

"how……?"

He was clearly dead. His face was so disfigured that it was unrecognizable.

Yet, the fraud king just stands there in the air.

That's not all.

Shhhhhhhh! Countless purple spheres shot out from his body.

A strange sphere that looks like a demon.

"what……!"

Kkaaaaaaah! At the same time, as if the noble and noble spirits had been resurrected, he screamed again and trembled violently.

Woohoo!

Even the remaining internal energy, like a rag, is sucked into it.

And as if bound by ropes, the whole body stretches out in the shape of the letter "大", and as if under a curse, not a single fingertip can move.

"This kid… he's still a punk even after he's dead."

Ha. I can't help but laugh out loud.

Then, I saw ten thousand evil spirits burrowing into my body.

Shushu shushuk!

"Kwaaaaaaaah!"

He let out a scream. He was a demon who had suffered all sorts of things from an unknown person. He didn't even blink at the slightest pain.

But I couldn't hold back my screams.

It was a pain beyond words. Every fiber of my being was so delicate that I could feel it, down to the very tip of my hair, and every inch of it was etched with a hellish agony.

The moment the last, rippling evil spirit seeped into the crown of my head.

Sssss. The body of the fraud king turned to dust and disappeared as if it had done its job.

and.

Wheeeeeeing.

The Macheonso fell.

Without any thought, without any thought.

* * *

The foot of Kunlun Mountain

Kwaaaaang!

The sky screamed.

As everyone raised their heads, the sky, which had been dyed in brilliant colors, began to break apart and return to its original form.

There was a brief silence, and some of those who had reached the realm flinched and narrowed their eyes.

"Private school……."

Hyunyang muttered quietly without me knowing, but everyone heard.

And I could feel it without even asking.

The fight that determined the future of the Murim Alliance and the Sado League has finally come to an end.

And the servants asked him in a hurry if he was thirsty.

"What happened?! Who won?"

"Stop dawdling and answer quickly!"

At the urgent urging, the treasure ambassador tightly closed his eyes.

Could it be… that the Murim Alliance has been defeated?

"Your Majesty…."

What the hell happened to the agent!

“The Apostle-Lord… has attained nirvana. The Buddha of Infinite Life.”

annihilation.

The vision of the audience became blurred and their minds became dull.

I didn't mishear.

Everyone listened together.

It was clearly called nirvana.

He achieved what even Yang Tae-hong could not.

Killed the apostle.

The Murim Alliance won.

"Waaaaaaaaaaaa-!"

"The acting king saved the martial arts world!"

An explosive cheer erupted. Some shed tears, while others fell to their knees in relief.

There were also those who were jumping around and hugging each other in joy.

I won. I triumphed. I didn't die.

The sacrifices of those buried here were not in vain.

History will remember today as the most significant day.

But.

"Your Majesty…."

A somber tone flowed through the noisy atmosphere, like pouring cold water.

It's Hyeonyang.

As the commotion died down one by one in confusion, Namgung Yena muttered with shaking eyes.

"no……."

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