Chapter 594 – 594. Three Out of Four Are Crap.

I was trapped for a long time.

I have been waiting with bated breath for the right moment, without ever seeing the light.

“Finally, the time has come.”

A loud bang was heard. At the same time, for some reason, the door that had been tightly closed opened. Also, the necklace bomb hanging around her neck was released.

As if someone was shining light on them. There is a chance to escape.

Yes, this is definitely an opportunity. Someone prepared an excuse to escape.

Soon, fuel was poured into the passion that was rotting away.

Kashan stood up.

“Let’s go out. The time has come.”

He got down on one knee and reached out to the girl who was lying unconscious next to her.

To get her out of her stuffy cage.

To regain the freedom I have dreamed of for a long time.

To not fight anymore. To find peace. For a dream.

Undying desire.

The will to live.

The girl reacted to Kashan’s eyes.

However, the feeling of despair deeply embedded in the girl’s heart has not yet melted.

“Kashan. It won’t help. Also. We’ll get caught again.”

The girl was overcome with frustration.

The youngest black magic tower lord and a rare genius who created crack magic.

I was desperate. My heart broke. My will was broken.

I was helpless.

“It’s no use. Because of the technical skills they have. In powerlessness. In overwhelming volume. I’m sick of it. Kashan. Give up. No matter how hard we try. Even if you struggle. Even if you struggle. It’s no use. It’s meaningless. There is no hope.”

No matter how much magic you pile up.

Accumulating knowledge.

Even if the magic circuit is strengthened.

Because I know there are enemies I can’t defeat.

Nishandra could not answer Kashan’s desire, persistence, and hope.

“Nishandra. Don’t give up. No matter what, I will make sure you escape. Wake up Let’s go out. Let’s go outside.”

“Kyasan. You really don’t know how to give up. I feel stupid. You’re stupid. I’m ignorant. I do not remember? The ships that filled the sky. The ship guns of those who melted people and changed the map of the continent.”

“…Know. I remember. And yet. “I can’t give up on you.”

“You. Do you remember how it got cut into 5 pieces? From a six-armed monster. “Do you remember that you almost died once trying to protect me?”

“Nishandra.”

Kashan hugged the girl.

A scared girl.

A woman trembling with fear.

The day the Magic Tower collapsed. She also collapsed.

The day the empire burned down.

Nishandra gave up all hope.

Because I witnessed the true sky.

The colors of the universe.

Twisted malice.

Because I experienced the polluted Yi people.

It is virtually impossible for a magic civilization of only level 3, which still uses the outdated circle unit to determine the hierarchy of magicians, to withstand the invasion of the barbarians.

That’s why she broke down. Because she realized she was a frog in the well.

“Nishandra. It’ll be okay. I. Whatever it takes. Definitely you “I’ll send you outside.”

However, Kyasan did not give up. No, she couldn’t give up.

Nishandra is a rare genius. So, if only I could get out of here and get out. There will be a chance for a comeback.

Kyasan woke up Nishandra and woke him up. Soon the two went out of the darkened room.

A hallway with the lights off. A slave shop that looks like a mess.

“Hey there!”

“Huh?”

“Are you trying to escape too?”

“Who are you?”

“I’m Kiyoshi. The woman next to me says hey. “We are yoma from the magic troupe.”

“I’m Kashan. This is Nishandra. They are human and demon respectively.”

The four people I met that way.

Immortal Knight Kashan.

Nishandra of the Rift.

Kiyoshi, the Sword of Thousand Deaths.

Illusionist Heio.

They passed through a long, long hallway and went up.

Up where there is a way out. Up further.

So we arrived at the place where Class A slaves were gathered.

And then we faced each other.

“Hey. Are those S-class?”

A huge wall.

‘What the hell is that?’

The immortal knight Kashan trembled and took a step back.

“Ah.”

Then he collided with Nishandra, who was standing behind him. She was so scared that she backed away, forgetting to put her behind her.

That’s how amazing that man was.

An abyss so deep that there is no end to it. And swirling chaos. Even the void that lies beyond.

These are the things Kashan felt as soon as he saw Jang Jojun.

That’s not an opponent you can fight and defeat. You have to run away.

However.

There was no way to escape.

When Kashan was racking his brain to find a way to survive.

The monster opened its mouth.

“I’ll give you two choices.”

First. I submit obediently and become Aila’s part-time worker.

Next second. I rebel until the end and become minced meat.

The options he presented.

Kashan couldn’t understand what the first option meant.

‘Aila? Part-time worker?’

These are words he doesn’t know.

Kashan thought about this.

‘Either die. Could it be that he becomes an unknown entity called Aila’s part-time worker? You have to choose one of the two.’

Kashan, who recognized Jang Jo-jun as a crazy high-ranking Yi, thought that being ‘Aila’s part-timer’ was an extremely dangerous and terrible thing.

Because all of these people had a taste for food. It would probably be worse than having their internal organs pulled out alive or being killed.

That’s why Kashan decided to fight the monster in front of him.

Because it was better to die fighting than to suffer more pain than death.

“Three hands rest on me.”

Soon, three hands came into Kyasan’s body.

The first hand placed a weapon in his left hand.

Magic sword Chaimir.

A second hand breathed life into his heart.

Maximize vitality.

A third hand planted new light in his eyes his.

Detection of movement.

“Kiaaa!!!!”

Kashan rushed at Jang Jojun with all his might.

Kishiyo and Heio must have realized that they had to fight as well, so they immediately followed him and assisted him.

“You brought this upon yourself.”

The man smiled and clenched her fist, and she held it out. Kashan, who was granted movement perception by his hand, was unable to grasp all of Jang Jo-jun’s movements his his. Because I could not reach the level of transcendence.

Pooooo!!!!!

Chaimir, the magic sword that was stabbing Jang Jojun’s neck, was crushed by his fist.

This is ridiculous. I can’t believe Chaimir is broken so easily.

‘Ah.’

Jang Jojun’s left hand penetrated into the right side of Kashan’s face.

A fist swung with the hand covered with Hyeolgyubangdo, a skill that combines an unclean hand blade and an unclean touch.

Kashan’s head explodes from Jang Jo-jun’s fist, which is mixed with swirling blades and overflowing corruption fluid.

Whisk.

His her body her, with half of his head her blown off, rolled around on the floor in vain.

“Kwae… Kwaaah.”

“What. “You don’t die even if you get hit by this?”

However, Kashan is not dead yet. This is because the hand of life in his heart he was forcibly holding on to his life

“Ugh..!!!”

“Damn it!!!”

Meanwhile, Kiyoshi was pinned down by Yodo Katsushi by Jang Jo-jun’s right hand, and Heio’s genjutsu was reversed and his mind was half shattered.

It took about 30 seconds to neutralize the three.

“Inspiration. Looks like you’re using a sword. “There are so many swordsmen in our camp.”

“Oh my..!! Don’t disparage Nobu’s sword!!!”

“Disparagement and all. “You’re weak.”

Pajak!!!

Jang Jo-jun broke Katsushi Yodo by twisting the blade held with two fingers.

“Oh no! Yodo Katsushi…!”

“Not all urethras are the same.”

“What?”

“That bitch and you. Looking at the tail, it looks like a monster. It would be a shame for me to kill him here. “I’m fainting for a moment.”

“Hey, you bastard!!! It’s okay to joke around… Wow!!!”

Jang Jo-jun struck Kiyoshi, who was trying to resist to the end, in the jaw and knocked him down with tentacles. He also tied up Heio, whose mind was broken by the evil eye of denial, with tentacles.

Jang Jo-jun was planning to hand these two people over to Lee Eun-ji. If Lee Eun-ji is the king of monsters, he can bring monsters into Shinto and use them as workers.

“Then the only one left is you. Do you have anything to show me?”

Jojun Jang approached Nishandra, who still looked young, and asked.

At this, Nishandra trembled and hugged the teddy bear more tightly.

Her magical eyes speak for themselves. Jojun Jang is something wearing a human mask. He is a being who can turn into a monster at any time.

I have never seen anything like this in my life. Nishandra was completely frightened by this and stopped all his actions without even thinking about fighting.

“Hmm. Hey kid. If it’s not worth it. “I have no choice but to die.”

“Lord, Lord, are you going to kill me?”

“Of course it is possible. I can kill you like stepping on an ant. With a single gesture.”

“Please, please, please. Please. Please save me.”

“So you’re giving me a chance. A chance to survive.”

“Hey, a chance?”

“Okay. Hurry and show me. The abilities you have. Why were you managed separately as an S-class slave? “Let me know.”

Jang Jo-jun, who had purchased slaves from slave traders several times up to this point, knew very well.

If three of the four candidates are trash, the remaining one is definitely a fucking slave.

By his standards his, Kashan, Kiyoshi, and Heio were all trash.

In that case, the last remaining possibility is that girl.

That purple-skinned girl holding a teddy bear and looking scared probably won the lottery.

That’s why Jang Jojun was patient and gave the girl a chance.

A chance to survive.

“Well, I am. I have this ability.”

Soon the girl waved both her hands in the air, forming her magic circle.

It is a shabby-looking empty Yeonsungjin that can only be used in a typical level 3 magic civilization.

Even at level 4, you can draw a magic circle in your brain and fill it with simple spells or starters, so making such a complicated pattern in the air and revealing what kind of magic you are trying to use is something only a fool with a low level of magic civilization would do.

“What is that..?”

However, the girl’s unique magic was superior to that of a level 3 magic civilization.

That’s probably why even Sentis, who is well-versed in magic, couldn’t immediately see what Nishandra’s magic was even when looking at the magic circle drawn in the air.

Yes, it was true that Nishandra, the youngest black magic tower owner, was a true genius.

Because crack magic was created in the 3rd level magic civilization.

To put it simply, it was like a civilization that only had enough technological power to make a pager, but made a smartphone using only its own power.

[Master. You need to tell that kid to stop using magic!]

“What?”

[That… That’s a strange magic. If you don’t stop right away…]

Paimon, who was watching the situation, spoke to Jojun Jang.

That magic must be stopped immediately.

“Hey. Stop.”

“Yes?”

“Stop using magic.”

“Ah.. Yes.”

Paimon himself told them to stop. That child had already proven his worth.

In response, Jang Jojun looked at Aila and scratched his head as if he was sorry.

“I was going to give Aila her part-time job. “I’m sorry, but I think I’ll have to send you to the research wing.”

“Lol. I’m fine.”

“Thank you, Eila.”

In this way, Nishandra was demoted from Aila’s part-time job to an experiment in the research building.

It was because her abilities were so outstanding.