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Volume 1 Episode 12+
012
“Haha! Feel free to listen! As the young lady is a benefactor with grace, say anything!”
People Kang Kang-cheol recommends a meal with a nice smile.
Rowoon Lee, Kang Cheol, and Eunha Kang were sitting in the banquet hall in the Gangha group building for entertainment.
Appetizing food served on a large table.
Moon.
Lee Rowoon took the food and put it in her mouth without hesitation.
“Hey! It’s great too! Don’t you think it might be poisonous?”
Kang Han-cheol looked at him and smiled cheerfully.
“Of course, there is no poison, so you can listen to your heart’s content!”
“The poison doesn’t go through anyway.”
“It’s been a long time since I’ve had a proper meal, so it’s delicious.”
Kang Han-cheol’s eyes sank as he looked at Lee Rowoon.
Before coming to the banquet hall.
‘What is the purpose of coming to the blood school?’
Intense encounter in the lobby.
It was almost like an instant situation.
If Lee Rowoon moved hastily, the dark blood corps, the blood cult’s special gunnery squad, prepared in the lobby would have moved and killed Lee Rowoon.
But Kang Han-cheol couldn’t help but laugh at Lee Rowoon’s words that followed.
‘Is the blood cult treat benefactors different? I’m hungry. Let’s eat first.’
Is it because I don’t know what my situation is, or have I lost my fear?
In response to that calm answer, Kang Han-cheol finally smiled and set up a seat in the banquet hall.
‘Colleague Killer, Beneficial.’
I knew the story about him.
That made me even more curious.
There was no information anywhere that Lee Rowoon was related to blood ties.
As soon as I heard the story of coming here, it became known that he had been enslaved for five years in the Volcano Guild and died recently.
‘It’s definitely an insider.’
Lee Rowoon, who reappeared, has a personality and appearance that is completely different from what is known to the public, but also has the power of a non-player rather than a player.
Moreover.
‘What is your identity?’
There was something that stimulated Kang Han-cheol’s interest.
I know that Rowoon Lee has inner strength, but it was not easy to guess what he was doing.
‘Certainly not above me.’
It’s never been rare to find a way to hide a bet like this.
One after all, if any.
‘Are you really a church member?’
It was only a special method that was transmitted only from magic.
“If there’s something missing, just tell me!”
“More meat.”
“Khahaha! Bring more meat!”
Han-cheol Kang was not the only one looking at Lee-Woon.
‘Hey.’
Lee Woon was also looking at Kang Han Chul.
The guild leader of the Gangha guild, Kang Kang-cheol.
He was known as a player as an S ranker.
But the aura I feel right now is clear.
‘It’s unattended.’
Inner Gong, the energy of silver.
It wasn’t just that.
‘It didn’t work out well.’
S-rank ranker, uninhabited is the realm of fire.
Of course, that’s not wrong, but to be precise, Kang Han-cheol’s realm is the drama of a flower scene.
It was a state where a high ranker called Hyun-kyung was in front of them.
The state of being a little ahead of yourself in the past.
“The lady who went out on a mission without me was blessed. If there’s anything you want, I’ll listen. Say anything.”
Hancheol Kang said to Lee Rowoon, who was eating.
“Of course… .”
The mood has changed.
A little heavier and hotter.
“Before that, I have something to promise you.”
Rowoon Lee answered, wiping his oil and blood-stained mouth.
“Are you asking me to join the blood school?”
“That’s right. From what I’ve heard, you seem to know quite a bit about us, can you tell what the English language is? certainly… .”
Kang Han-cheol’s eyes deepened even more.
“I’ve never heard of Rowoon Lee, a fellow killer, being a Christian.”
They met each other’s eyes.
“Did you become a member of the Volcano Guild while working at the corpse disposal site?”
“Well. Don’t say it’s similar.”
Hancheol Kang has now spoken his last words.
“I heard you asked if you were of a heavenly family or a blood family, where are you?”
The heavenly family and the blood family.
It was also a word that divided the cult and blood cult.
The two were collectively referred to as one root, the magic religion, but now they can be said to be two separate organizations with completely different meanings and powers.
“Now you can say it’s on the bloodline side.”
“Now? Well, you can hear more about it later!”
Kang Han-cheol smiled again.
It was because the troublesome problem was solved quickly.
“I accept you as a canonical priest. After that… .”
“You say what you want first.”
Lee Rowoon interrupted Kang Han-cheol’s words.
“Give it all.”
The only people sitting in the banquet hall right now were Kang Han-cheol, Kang Eun-ha, and Lee Run.
But an even more secretive energy was aiming at him from all sides of the banquet hall.
If Lee Ron did something useless, it was to move right away and kill him.
“You’re so arrogant.”
Kang Han-cheol’s low voice echoed through the banquet hall.
“But I don’t really hate arrogant men. Even knowing that this place is the mouth of a dragon, it is highly regarded.”
In a low, serious voice.
“Everyone back down.”
Hancheol Kang ordered.
Unlike Kang Eun-ha, no one protested.
In an instant, the energy that filled the banquet hall disappeared.
“It’s all bitten. If you don’t believe me, please confirm.”
“No. done. Tell me your purpose.”
Dalgrak.
He said as he put down his fork.
“I have to give up the seat of the blood horse.”
This was the moment when Rowoon Lee’s words came to an end.
The long table they were sitting at exploded in an instant.
“The gear is crossing this line.”
Amid the fragments of the table that exploded, Kang Han-cheol, engulfed in red flames, was spewing out immortality and glaring at Lee Rowoon.
Eunha Kang tried to stop her, but to no avail.
“Do not go out, lady!”
“You don’t know. The sin of daring to discuss the name of the blood horse is something that even the young lady cannot protect.”
Looking at the strong steel that seems to burn the entire building at any moment.
Lee Rowoon got up.
Hancheol Kang.
The aura I felt from him was a drama of hwagyeong.
By the standard of magic, it is the pole of extreme magic.
It was a ranker ahead of a high ranker.
However, Hwagyeong and Geukma did not differ only in their names.
‘The devil is… .’
When you reach the pole, you can show the power that goes beyond the realm for a moment.
It was a mage, a mage.
The strong-cheol in front of me now meant that he was a strong person who could draw out the power of a high ranker if necessary.
On the other hand, what about yourself?
You defeated Shin-Hong Kim, the enemy at the Volcano Guild monster corpse disposal site.
He was an S ranker, and he was at the mid-level.
But that’s it.
‘It’s because I don’t get along well with him.’
Shin-Hong Kim, who climbed up the level by riding the bus, was no different from Min-Hong Ahn and the others who were the children of the graduate school.
Besides, for the guy who was a tank to shine, he had to work with several dealers.
Also, Rowoon Lee had been partying with Shin-Hong Kim for a long time, and he knew his habits and ways of thinking.
So it was easy to handle.
Let’s judge ourselves soberly.
‘The middle of the epic.’
That was his level.
By absorbing Shiryong’s blood, it became a metamorphosis of two round bones, a keel retardation, and almost reached the end of Heukhyeol, the third stage of the Blood Demon God Gong.
However, not all of those powers were established in the body yet.
No matter how fast the achievement was, the absolute time was insufficient.
‘I don’t know if I can use martial arts.’
I could be sure that if I faced Kang Han-cheol now, I would lose.
“Do you use a weapon? Give it to me if you need it.”
“I can’t use it now. It’s going to be a big deal.”
“Huh.”
Nevertheless, Lee Rowoon calmly faced Kang Chul.
“Aren’t you also taking the radix formula?”
Battle posture to demonstrate martial arts.
It was a flag-bearing ceremony, but Yi Ron had nothing but to stand still.
“I can’t even use martial arts. That would be a big deal.”
“Your… .”
Gooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!
Kang Han-cheol’s energy soared.
Cuckoo Kuk Kuk!
The floor, walls and ceiling of the banquet hall, which was supposed to have been built with such a battle in mind, began to be ripped apart by the strong iron energy.
“You despise me.”
“It’s not a lie. It’s true.”
“Then there is nothing to prepare, so come first. Considering the favor my young lady has received, don’t give up three seconds.”
Lee Rowoon rolled up her lips with sleepy eyes.
“Is the blood religion such a fair place?”
“Know that you’re treating him as a guest, not an enemy to get rid of.”
Rowoon’s smile deepened even more.
It’s also interesting.
‘That’s what the world is.’
A demon that regards human life like a scorpion, and is known incomparably to any other red players or villains.
They were more plausible than the faction guilds known for being fair.
The world was such a place.
A place where the public opinion created by the powerful holds the absolute majority, and it is always solidified as the truth.
“Grandpa… ! Talk a little more… .”
Gang Eun-ha said as she stepped out to dry Kang Kang-cheol.
“Lady.”
However, Kang Han Rail seemed to no longer think of Kang Eun-ha.
“Stay away.”
“Hah… .”
“If you want to save him, you have to do it even more.”
Kang Eun-ha finally retreated as she looked into Kang Cheol’s burning eyes.
Nevertheless, Kang Eun-ha looked towards Lee Rowoon.
‘What are you thinking?’
Eunha Kang is still on her side despite mentioning the blood horse.
Is this a reward for the benefactor?
It’s only been a short while, and it’s called a benefactor, but it didn’t actually give any favors.
Nevertheless… .
“Dear! Tell me right now that you’ve made a mistake!”
I felt sorry for her still struggling to save herself.
“What the hell is that guy doing?! miss!”
I don’t understand Kanghan Railroad.
But Lee Rowoon liked Kang Eun-ha more because of that.
Kang Eun-ha didn’t do this because of a short-lived relationship or a grace that didn’t work.
‘Instinct.’
And intuition was what was driving her.
A blood bridge swaying like a candle in front of the wind.
She was the one who saved the blood cult, and her intuition was screaming.
It’s probably her instincts screaming don’t go against her.
Of course it would be.
What is her identity?
“Were you a virgin?”
Because she was a shaman who worshiped a god.
“Yeah oh oh oh oh-!”
Kang Han-cheol, who had promised to give up three seconds, couldn’t stand it any longer and rushed towards Yi-Woon.
After mentioning the blood horse, it was because I couldn’t wait to see Lee Rowoon any longer, who even discovered the identity of the goddess.
The fist of blazing flames was growing in size.
It was to show that Kang Han-cheol, who had been far away, was approaching close.
Tadat!
The cheap hoodie could not withstand the strong iron flame and was burning.
“No way!”
Eunha Kang shouted, but it was too late.
Already, Kang Han-cheol’s fist reached Lee Rowoon’s nose.
‘Salcho 殺招.’
A herbivore used to kill an opponent.
The flames filled with life and strong iron seemed to literally incinerate Lee Rowoon’s head.
If.
If Lee Rowoon didn’t move.
The absolute fist of Kang Chul-cheol, which seemed to crush everything, was blocked by a black curtain.
Cheap!
The flame of a fire that seemed to burn everything was fading away.
In front of Rowoon Lee, a black curtain blocked Kang Chul’s fist.
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!
The black liquid that spread out from Lee Rowoon’s feet spread and pooled at Lee Rowoon’s and Kang Hancheol’s feet.
The eyes of Kang Han-cheol with outstretched fists were shaking relentlessly.
“Now do you know?”
Lee Rowoon reached out a hand and clenched a fist.
“I am the blood.”
Aaaaaaaaaaaah!
The black blood that had spread out gathered again and circled Lee Rowoon’s fist.
The shock of the banquet hall is likely to shake.
Kang Han-cheol knelt down and said with his head bowed.
“The tongue, the blood horse… See you… !”
I am still filled with the feeling of disbelief.