Descent of the Demon God - Chapter 91
It was neither exhaling nor suppressing the flesh.
I was just staring angrily at her, and there was a great sense of intimidation coming from Chun Yu-woon
It was not just a power, but an aura that might be felt by the absolute ruler of others.
Baek Jong-seo unknowingly lowered his head again.
I couldn’t bear the sight of a thousand misfortunes.
Baek Jong-seo, confused, quietly sent a message to his mother, Geum Oh-yeon.
[Mother, I don’t think it makes any sense… …but I think he’s right.]
Unable to utter a message because the blackout broke, she replied in a whisper.
“What the hell is he talking about?”
[I think the 24-year-old teacher is right!]
“What?”
[Well, I can’t believe it…]
I was saying that his intuition was clear.
I was so excited that I could feel my heart pounding.
-Kung!
Baek Jong-seo said, filming his head on the floor.
“Well, are you really the 24-year-old teacher?”
asked point-blank.
This absolute man before him was not a man to talk nonsense.
Geum Oh-yeon, who was lying on her stomach, also looked up with a look of doubt as her saliva dried up.
Then Chun Yu-un told them with her eyes lowered.
“I don’t know if I’m a descendant of the white flag.”
‘!?’
Their eyes were wobbled by the way they treated the ball of Baekgi, the owner of the 14th generation, as if it were a subordinate.
It was so natural that I thought it was really a 24-year-old teacher.
Then Geum Oh-yeon frowned, asking one more question in addition to Baek Jong-seo’s words.
“I know you’re being rude, but can I ask you a question?”
Her questions were answered by a thousand misgivings.
She continued to say yes.
“The 14th Jong-joo, Lord Baek-gi, said that he was indebted to the 24th teacher for his first meeting in the Baekga-sagi, the fraud of our family. Did you happen to know that?”
This was the last time she saw the purebred fraud.
There will be no other sect or clan of teachers.
‘Is your mother trying to confirm?’
Baek Jong-seo was a fugitive at an early age, so he had no idea.
-Buck it up!
She looked with a nervous look at Geum Oh-yeon, who was afraid that she might feel uncomfortable because it was a question of suspicion.
And the unexpected reaction is,
-Blood!
“I’ve got a little detail on the record that’s not like him.”
The white flag he knew was a character who hated strangers.
However, he wrote that he was indebted to the fraud that chronicles the history of the sect, so he recalled the first time he had ties to the white flag.
Back then, even Chun Yu-un didn’t expect him to be his close friend.
“You mean when you were a masquerading demon, Cheonjong Island, he deciphered a terrible poison?”
“헙!”
Geum Oh-yeon closed her mouth with her palm.
Her eyes widened and she looked at the clouds.
The content of Chun Yu-un’s just said was almost identical to what was written in the White House fraud.
Baek Ki himself recorded the story.
‘How…how could this happen?’
She was so surprised that she lost her tongue.
My whole body trembled and I couldn’t take my mouth off.
“Huck…” ”
I was suddenly overwhelmed with breath.
He thought he had experienced a miracle that would never happen again just because he was saved outside the barrier.
But it was never a miracle.
A real miracle was happening before my eyes.
“Macine…Macine…He’s the one who drank!’
Shivering all over her body, she stared at the clouds and hit her head hard toward the floor.
-Kung! Boom! Boom!
“Oh, Mother!”
Baek Jong-seo was perplexed.
She raised her arms up with red eyes and cried out in a loud voice, even though blood was streaming down her forehead.
“Hurrah for the Great Mana! Hooray! Hooray! A minor martyr of the pure race knows the legend of the Great Heavenly Horse and the Magician! Forgive God’s profanity and rudeness!”
‘!!!’
Her mother, Geum Oh-yeon, admitted.
Baek Jong-seo looked up at the cloud with trembling eyes.
In front of him, the owner of an empty jade tablet appeared in a glass coffin that he saw in the shrine of the Roman Catholic Church as a child.
It has been over a thousand years.
“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!”
Baek Jong-seo also shouted, slamming his forehead on the floor.
-Kung!
“Soonjong’s reign of the day. The new Baekjongseo!
The 2nd heavenly horse of the Great Heavenly God and the devil know!”
The legend of the Temple of Heaven was not a lie.
The true master of the new sword has appeared.
* * *
The clouds did not go away easily.
Their feelings were bound to intensify when they saw what was called a mythical legend.
It was a stroke of luck that stopped the tooth.
“Do as you please.”
“What?”
-Wow!
He shook his hands lightly up, and the upper half of his lying hat was raised.
Baek Jong-seo’s eyes were conspicuous.
Chen Yeo-woon, who had just been full of anger, was frowning, with a questioning look.
Kum Oh-yeon said cautiously.
“Surely, my lord. May I ask your pardon.”
“…How did I die in this school record?”
“Yes?”
The title they call themselves was different from what Chen Mu-sheng, the descendant of whom they had visited in the past, said.
Apparently he had been called the End of the Apocalypse in the axis of time he spoke of.
But the title of the two men was Marcy.
Thanks to his descendants, it was a nickname and title in his own time.
“Oh, how come?”
“Only answer questions.”
“How could I have done that…”
“Reply.”
She spoke in a quivering voice at a strong command.
“So, I’m sorry. We don’t know exactly because it’s a fraud at this school. It is recorded in the fraud that Cheonma disappeared near the western part of Yonyeongseong Fortress on his way back to the main school from Mt. Jangbaek.”
‘!?’
The look of heaven and earth hardened.
I had a vague guess.
And it was only when I heard Geum Oh-yeon’s words that I was sure.
Is this the world after I disappeared?