Reaper of the Drifting Moon novel - Chapter 345 Reaper of the Drifting Moon novel
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Chapter 345 Reaper of the Drifting Moon novel
Kuuuu!
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A powerful wave struck around Taeho.
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The intangible wave, invisible to the naked eye, struck people’s minds. As a result, most people felt an inexplicable anxiety and fear.
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“Ah!”
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“Gag!”
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Many people crouched down or collapsed on the spot, vomiting.
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They didn’t even know why they were experiencing these symptoms. Their reasoning was paralyzed by instinctual fear, rendering them unable to think.
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Everyone in the guest room fell and moaned.
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Pyo Wol stared at the scene for a moment and then approached the window.
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Taeho’s waters surged like a storm.
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The wave that struck people’s minds had started from the other side of Taeho.
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In Pyo Wol’s eyes, the air on the other side of Taeho was clearly seen to be rippling.
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The energy felt from the other side was so intense that it made Pyo Wol shudder.
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He hurriedly looked around.
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The waves were too rough to cross by boat, and it would take too long to go around Taeho.
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Pat!
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Pyo Wol leaped straight towards the Taeho lake.
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His body, which had flown ten or more feet, crashed straight into the water.
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He felt the sensation of his feet touching the surface of the water.
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In an instant, he slammed the surface of the water and released his Internal energy.
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Just as he was about to submerge up to his ankles, his body bounced off.
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It was a water flight, one of the ascension techniques.
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He hadn’t learned it from anyone, and he hadn’t specifically sought it out, but Pyo Wol naturally ran across the water.
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At first, it consumed a lot of inner energy and the movement was unnatural, but as time went on, his movements became more natural.
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He only used the necessary amount of inner energy and naturally bent his waist to maintain the optimal balance.
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Pa-pa-pat!
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Pyo Wol ran across Taeho at a terrifying speed.
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When he was about halfway across Taeho, an unbelievable sight entered his eyes.
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A giant snake was wreaking havoc on the shore.
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‘Imoogi!’
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It was undoubtedly the Imoogi, the mount of the Master of Life and Death(Gyeongmusaeng).
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The fully exposed Imoogi was as massive as a dragon. The enormous creature caused havoc, and the surrounding mansions shattered like a war zone.
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Crash! Bang!
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As he got closer to where the Imoogi was wreaking havoc, the surrounding scenery became clearer.
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Three martial artists were using their martial arts skills around the Imoogi.
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One martial artist was the Master of Life and Death, who owned the Imoogi; another was an old man wielding a spear; and the last one was a strange person wearing a mask on his face.
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Their martial arts skills were all at an astonishing level.
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The intense battle was enough to make the hair on Pyo Wol’s arms stand on end, even from afar.
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The sight of the spear’s energy, launched like a meteor, being repelled by the barrier technique was not an everyday occurrence.
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On top of that, the Master of Life and Death was pressuring the masked stranger while surrounded by an unidentified ominous energy.
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Crash! Bang!
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Explosions and dust rose like a fog.
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“Ah!”
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“Save me!”
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People screamed and scattered in all directions.
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It was like hell on earth.
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Whoosh!
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A giant wooden pillar, struck by the Imoogi’s tail, flew toward the direction Pyo Wol was running.
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Instead of dodging, Pyo Wol launched himself toward the incoming wooden pillar.
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Just before the collision, he gracefully twisted his body and landed on the wooden pillar.
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Pyo Wol, who had ridden the wooden pillar, leaped into the air again.
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Shuuuu!
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Pyo Wol’s body soared dozens of feet into the air. From the high sky, he could clearly see the situation below.
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The situation was more serious than what he had seen on the water’s surface.
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The well in the square had been completely destroyed, and all the mansions in the area had collapsed and turned into ruins.
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They were still fighting fiercely, and the ground shook with each clash. The problem was that there was no sign of their fight ending anytime soon.
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Pyo Wol spread his arms wide and descended into the middle of the battlefield.
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He slowed down his landing speed as much as possible, while facing the headwind. At that moment, a strange sight caught his eye.
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He saw a boy lying behind the masked monster and Jo Ik-gwang approaching the boy like a thieving cat.
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Jo Ik-gwang had a sword in his hand.
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He was trying to stab the sword into the boy’s heart
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As soon as Pyo Wol recognized the boy’s face, he threw a Ghost Blade.
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Thud!
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“Ugh!”
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The Ghost blade struck Jo Ik-gwang’s shoulder.
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Jo Ik-gwang screamed and dropped his sword. Pyo Wol silently landed in front of him.
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“You are?”
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Jo Ik-gwang looked at Pyo Wol and trembled like a person with chills.
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Pyo Wol didn’t even look at Jo Ik-gwang and stared at the fallen boy.
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Though his skin had melted and scabs had formed, it was clearly Do Yeonsan.
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No one had explained anything to him, but Pyo Wol instantly understood what had happened.
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“It was you.”
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“What, what are you talking about?”
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“You killed this kid’s sister, didn’t you?”
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“What, what nonsense are you talking about? Do you have any evidence?”
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“No!”
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“Then stop talking nonsense and step back.”
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“I can’t do that.”
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“What?”
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“I have a connection with this kid. I don’t have any evidence, but if I wake him up and ask him, I’ll know. Whether you’re the culprit or not…”
“Th-then…”
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Jo Ik-gwang was flustered and stuttered. His reaction only strengthened Pyo Wol’s conviction.
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Pyo Wol approached Do Yeonsan and injected his inner energy into the boy’s vital points.
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Seeing this, Jo Ik-gwang panicked and tried to run away.
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He was already flustered because the situation had escalated beyond his imagination.
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The bustling area of Taeho had turned into a complete wasteland, and countless people had died.
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Eventually, the martial artists of Kangho would investigate the cause of this disaster, and if they traced it back, they would surely find out that he was involved.
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He had to either escape or completely destroy the evidence before that happened.
“It’s still possible to fix this. If I just get rid of the torture tools in the blue peacock manor’s basement, there won’t be any evidence left.”
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Jo Ik-gwang didn’t know how things had gotten this bad, but he thought his luck was terrible.
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Although it bothered him that he hadn’t killed Do Yeonsan and silenced him, confronting Pyo Wol head-on would be foolish.
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That’s when it happened.
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Whoosh!
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Suddenly, an excruciating pain shot through his calf, and he fell forward.
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“Ugh!”
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Screaming, Jo Ik-gwang looked at his leg. Something faint was piercing his calf.
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‘A thread?’
Before he could realize that it was a thread made of qi, his body was pulled toward where Pyo Wol stood.
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Swish!
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“Ugh!”
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Jo Ik-gwang struggled to escape from the thread. However, the more he squirmed, the tighter the thread constricted around his calf.
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He tried to break the thread, but it was useless.
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In the end, Jo Ik-gwang was helplessly dragged in front of Pyo Wol.
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Jo Ik-gwang looked up at Pyo Wol. And suddenly, Do Yeonsan, who had regained consciousness, was standing beside him.
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Do Yeonsan had been revived by Pyo Wol’s internal energy.
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Do Yeonsan’s lips parted, and a muffled sound came out.
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“En…emy…”
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His vocal cords were damaged, so his pronunciation was distorted. But Pyo Wol understood what Do Yeonsan was trying to say.
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“Enemy? Is this guy the one who killed your sister?”
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Do Yeonsan nodded his head.
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In that instant, Jo Ik-gwang screamed.
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“It’s a lie. That brat is lying.”
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Jo Ik-gwang’s usual dignity was nowhere to be found.
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He had always acted aloof and superior, but now he couldn’t.
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His life was hanging by a thread.
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He had no room to worry about appearances.
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The problem was that the Soul Reaping Thread was still wrapped around his calf. He couldn’t escape even if he wanted to.
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Do Yeonsan’s empty eyes looked at Pyo Wol.
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Pyo Wol knew what his gaze meant.
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Pyo Wol nodded and took a step back. Then, Do Yeonsan approached Jo Ik-gwang.
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“Hey, you bastard! Don’t come any closer. You want to die?”
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Jo Ik-gwang threatened Do Yeonsan with all his might. But Do Yeonsan didn’t care and approached Jo Ik-gwang.
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Jo Ik-gwang gathered energy in his arms to threaten Do Yeonsan.
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Although Pyo Wol had restrained his lower body, there were no restrictions on his arms.
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His hands, concentrated with internal energy, were in some ways more dangerous weapons than a sword.
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On the other hand, Do Yeonsan was an ordinary person who hadn’t learned martial arts and was weakened by poisoning.
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If Jo Ik-gwang wanted to, he could twist Do Yeonsan’s neck and kill him like wringing a chicken’s neck.
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Do Yeonsan knew that as well.
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He staggered as if he would collapse at any moment, but he didn’t stop walking toward Jo Ik-gwang.
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Suddenly, Do Yeonsan bent down and picked something up from the ground.
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It was the cylinder that fired the secret weapon.
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At that moment, Jo Ik-gwang’s face turned pale. He knew the power of the cylinder.
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Do Yeonsan aimed the cylinder at Jo Ik-gwang.
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“No, don’t!”
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“Huu!”
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A strange breath came out of Do Yeonsan’s mouth. At the same time, the corners of his mouth twitched.
Do Yeonsan was laughing. And he was crying.
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Pyo Wol could feel that strange emotion. And it seemed like he could understand it.
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At that moment, Do Yeonsan activated the firing mechanism of the cylinder.
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Whoosh!
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The poisonous needles flew towards Jo Ik-gwang.
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Jo Ik-gwang managed to block the needles flying towards his upper body with his energy-concentrated hand, but he couldn’t defend his lower body, which was caught by the qi thread.
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In the end, he was hit by two poisonous needles.
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“No, don’t!”
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Jo Ik-gwang cried out.
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At that moment, he felt an immense pain inside his body.
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It felt like fire was raging through his veins at an incredible speed, causing him unbearable pain.
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“Argh!”
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Eventually,Jo Ik-gwang couldn’t bear the pain and screamed.
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His scream was so terrifying that the three fighting absolute experts stopped their actions for a moment.
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Jo Ik-gwang scratched his body with his fingers.
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His flesh was torn apart. But he didn’t stop and continued to scratch himself violently.
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His skin was melting away.
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The poison of the needles was taking effect.
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The poison melted his skin and then his muscles.
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Unfortunately, Jo Ik-gwang didn’t have the same resistance as Do Yeonsan.
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It would have been better if he had died sooner, but his cultivated internal energy made it difficult for him to die easily.
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Because of this, he had to experience the pain of his body melting away vividly.
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“Ugh! Ah!”
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He kept screaming. But soon, even his screams stopped.
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His vocal cords had melted away as well.
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Do Yeonsan silently watched Jo Ik-gwang suffer. Tears flowed down his face.
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He aimed the cylinder filled with poisoned needles at his own head.
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There was no reason to live now that his revenge was complete.
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Too many people had been killed and injured due to his personal vendetta.
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This place had become hell, and Do Yeonsan had no confidence or will to deal with the aftermath.
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From the moment he started this, he had only one option left.
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Pyo Wol knew that Do Yeonsan was trying to commit suicide but didn’t try to stop him.
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Without even looking, he knew that Do Yeonsan’s thirst for revenge had caused all of this. If that was the case, Do Yeonsan had to bear the consequences.
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Do Yeonsan activated the firing mechanism of the cylinder without any hesitation. But at that moment, a large hand grabbed the cylinder.
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The hand belonged to the Ghost King.
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The poisoned needles couldn’t be fired and were crushed in the Ghost King’s hand.
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“Let…me…go! I have to die…”
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At that moment, the Ghost King spoke.
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“You can’t die. You have to become me.”
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“What?”
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Just as a questioning look appeared in Do Yeonsan’s eyes, the Ghost King knocked him unconscious.
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The Ghost King carried the unconscious Do Yeonsan on his shoulder and disappeared in an instant.
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“Stop! Ghost King! shit! Are you planning to switch to a new body?”
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The Master of Life and Death chased after him, riding the Imoogi .
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Kwakwakwa!
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A huge trench was created in the ground where the Imoogi had passed.
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Pyo Wol stood in place, watching them disappear into the distance.
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At that moment, Jo Jakyung approached him.
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As he watched Jo Ik-gwang’s melting corpse, he asked Pyo Wol.
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“Is this your doing?”
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