Chapter 161 – Chapter 161 – Promise (4)

Because of the use of retro-light reflection, it felt like my whole body was about to explode.

It gnaws away vitality and amplifies the body’s yang and yin.

This phoenix’s magic, which amplified the bowl to the extent that it overflowed because it could not be broken, was equivalent to ‘the sorcerer’s gin’ to me.

The reason was nothing.

Having the strongest shaman in history and a transcendent dragon as my parents, my body contained a deformed amount of yang.

If the yin energy is not replenished in time, the body will explode and die.

What this meant was that I had enough yang to die from bursting my body, the world’s best gold spoon specialized in sorcery and sorcery.

Regardless of whether or not my body is broken, the fact that I amplify my yang energy with the retro-ironic wave.

It was the same as attracting an unreasonable amount of yang.

“Ouch!”

His eyes turned white.

Yang energy leaked from the afterimage of the bankruptcy sword embedded in the chest and the scorch scar on the neck.

Phew-!

A waterway of golden light spread in all directions, enough to dye everything around it in a moment of golden light.

His body was overflowing with power to the point of feeling omnipotent, but on the contrary, his control over his body gradually disappeared.

Feeling my life dying out, I clenched my fists tightly.

And whispered

“Reversal…”

Coo-!

The golden waves rushing around stopped for a moment.

I felt something inside my body turning upside down, but I gritted my teeth and completed it in the end.

“Reversal-Magic Power.”

As if the tide changed from ebb to ebb, golden waves flowed backwards.

The jet-black waves, like seawater in the middle of the night, were sucked into my body at an incredible speed.

Momentary stillness.

As if everything up until now had been an illusion, no light, no sound flowed.

Oh so so.

In this silence, Hong Ma-dong opened his eyes without realizing it.

It was a terrible silence.

Even though he knows that he is safe in the camp of the sorcerer he opened.

If I didn’t move my body at this moment, my instincts alerted me that something would attack me.

An instinct that has been perfected after many times, no, hundreds of times.

The instinct that separated the boundary between life and death whispered to Hong Ma-dong.

‘Harm.’

But Hong Ma-dong just smiled.

“Kang Yi-jun.”

Looking at his junior in front of him, Hong Ma-dong whispered the name of an old comrade.

With his black hair hanging down, his close friend silently lit a cigarette.

When you’re in danger, when you think he’s dead.

Lee Joon Kang always had the same eyes as the junior in front of him.

Eyes of strangely burning desire.

Although it is not soaked in blood because it is a world in a dream, Hong Ma-dong was thrilled when he faced that unique gaze.

“Brother.”

Kang Yi-joon, drenched in blood, held his bankruptcy sword at an angle.

Kang Han-jun staggered and held the bankruptcy sword at an angle.

The two figures overlapped, and Hong Ma-dong gripped his dagger as if it were about to be crushed.

His whole body was engulfed in joy to the extent that he had the illusion that he was alive.

His instinct warned him to run away quickly, but Hong Ma-dong neatly ignored it and copied his will.

Sssss.

Spreading through the true eye of the ruler, one’s own thoughts and alter ego.

Ignoring the concept of space, Hong Ma-dong smiled creepily in the midst of infinitely proliferating alter egos.

Obviously, even if he was alive, he would not have avoided it.

Powwow.

A son born to a close friend whom he recognized as the best in this family he loved to the point of giving his life.

At this moment, avoiding showing the temperament to be recognized as the new strongest shaman of the time.

It was impossible for Hong Ma-dong.

That’s why Hong Ma-dong swung his dagger at Kang Han-jun, who was staggering.

Inside the drunkard’s space.

The trace, which was treated as having Hongma-dong everywhere, was torn in all directions and poured into Kang Kang-jun.

Then that moment.

Enveloped in silence, Kang Kang-jun’s body moved.

Like a tsunami coming.

The quiet space was shaken.

Divine power.

A wish manifested in a fox bead passed down from generation to generation of the tailed fox clan.

It was born by one person, changed.

A curse that ruins everything.

The curse that ravenously devoured the reversed yang and yin qi floated in front of the bankrupt sword in the form of a small black sphere.

The result created by gnawing away one’s life force and reversing the yang energy created by gnawing it away.

Kang Han-joon, the man who created this power of destruction, was surprisingly calm and quiet, only slashing it down with magic with a dagger.

Ugh-.

The black sphere was torn apart.

The power of destruction exploded, and the curse dwelling within it was randomly vomited out.

Woowook-!

The power of the curse exploded randomly, and it could not cover the drunkard’s camp and went beyond it.

The curse that inflated my body cut off everything.

Crimson Devil’s thoughts, alter ego, and body split into four directions.

The waves of the curse that took everything exploded in the vast white space and then subsided in an instant.

* *

“Wow, fuck.”

Sensing the sudden return of my sight, I spat out a curse.

It felt like everything was cut out.

Not the feeling of being stuck in a space folded with paper, but the feeling of being cut off.

Feeling the creepy sensation that still lingered in my body, I groped my body.

Arms, legs and torso.

Fortunately, everything was attached properly.

He spent all his life in a half-light fight, but this was a world in a dream.

Even if a limb is cut off, it is a world where it can be healed by putting it back together, but I doubted it without knowing it.

“Are you back, junior?”

Then, I heard Hongma-dong’s voice next to me.

It was Hongma-dong that was swept away by the power of magical power, but it was not confirmed how it happened.

He turned his head slightly and tried to ask if he had been attacked by Hong Ma-dong.

“Quaaaaagh!”

Looking at Hongma-dong, screams came out faster than questions.

“Clack cluck.”

Seeing my reaction, Hongma-dong smirked.

Hong Ma-dong was throwing a dagger with his remaining hand, with his face and body half blown away.

“Come to your senses quickly, junior. This space seems to be coordinated by the junior.”

“… Yes?”

“Ah done.”

As Hong Ma-dong muttered, the disappeared body of Hong Ma-dong returned.

Hong Ma-dong regained his true form, as if when the missing half of his body disappeared.

Hong Ma-dong, who recovered his body, seemed to be happy to have the creaking half of his sunglasses back, so he slipped them in with his fingers.

“How is it, junior. I feel like you gave me a good shot.”

With a grinning attitude as usual, Hong Ma-dong started talking to me.

Recalling the spells I have used since the beginning, I let out a sigh.

“Well, honestly, rather than giving it a shot. It just hit me with the means I gathered.”

If Hong Ma-dong had avoided looking back, the outcome of this fight would have been clear.

Because I, in a state where I spent all my life in retrogression, self-destructed even after a while.

I was proud to have succeeded in controlling and reversing the yang energy for the first time outside of my common sense.

I didn’t feel like I had won completely, and I felt uncomfortable.

But seeing me like this, Hong Ma-dong smiled.

“Junior, I couldn’t escape.”

“… Yes?”

“At first I thought I could have escaped, but the magic you used at the end was able to cover all of my sorcerer’s camp and move on. You know what, Junior?”

Hong Ma-dong threw the dagger into the air, received it, and continued.

“My sorcerer’s gin has one drawback. That is, you can only use the chukji inside the sorcerer’s gin.”

“That means…”

Even though it’s like a double suicide, let’s raise a smirk at the thought of defeating Hongma-dong for the first time.

As if Hong Ma-dong was waiting for my reaction, he shook his hand.

“But, I was able to avoid it somehow. But…”

Hong Ma-dong drew a solid line on his right shoulder blade and his ribs with his dagger.

“It was obvious that everything had flown up to this point.

“It’s a pity, I could have killed you once more this time.”

As I fell to the floor in regret, Hong Ma-dong applauded.

“Well, but killing is killing. Even if I was alive in the first place, it was clear that I would have been hit just now. Also, probably, if my junior was in real combat… I would have taken him.”

“… Yes?”

“It means that Dokki was lacking by 2%, junior. Well, it’s funny to find Dokki in Dalian in the first place.”

Hong Ma-dong smiles in earnest.

It was Hongma-dong who beat me up every day, so my poison was on the rise.

Did I lack poison?

Anyway, seeing Hongma-dong very satisfied, I wanted to bring out the original purpose.

“Is it done now? Conditions.”

“Enough.”

One wrist.

A task requested in exchange for detailed information from Merlin.

Hong Ma-dong scratched his head and looked like he was lost in his thoughts.

“Well, first of all, I think it would be best to tell you the secret information I learned while hanging out with the old man…”

Hong Ma-dong, who muttered for a while, snapped his fingers.

“Oh, this would be nice. Do you know it’s 13?”

“Is it 13?”

When I responded that I didn’t know, Hong Ma-dong let out a groan.

“I don’t know if it’s important now, but it’s quite a top-secret secret? There’s a homunculus called Thirteen that the old man cherished, and that’s probably… The old cursed… Ah.”

Hong Ma-dong stopped talking.

I stared at Hongma-dong blankly, as if asking why he stopped talking.

Hong Ma-dong waved his hand at me.

“For now, see you tomorrow, junior.”

“… Ah.”

It was time to go back.

* *

Tweed, tweed.

Early in the morning, always hear the sound of birds at this hour.

I woke up to the familiar sound in my ears.

“Mmmm.”

As Booth got up, I felt movement toss and turn beside me.

“…?”

When I turned my head, I saw Ah-Reum kneeling on the floor in an upright position.

“Well… Did you sleep well, brother?”

“I slept well, but… What happened in the morning?”

“That… Well, I want my brother to still sleep after making breakfast.”

“Okay?”

Thinking nothing of it, he nodded his head.

“Now that I’m up, let’s eat. Let’s go first.”

“Yes.”

Hurry up.

Ah-reum hurriedly ran out of my room for some reason.

He smiled at his cute and foolish appearance and prepared to go out.

Then all of a sudden

“… Well?”

I realized that my lips were greasy.

Lips with a strangely moist and sweet taste.

Licking my lips with the tip of my tongue, I blankly blinked and scratched my head.

“Did you drool in your sleep?”

Embarrassed if Areumie saw me like this, I gently wiped my lips with my sleeve.

And from today, I made up my mind to start a proper sister rehabilitation program.