Only then did Jo Gil-sang, realizing his right arm had been cut off, clutch his shoulder.
"Aaaagh!"
Spurt!
Blood spurted from the severed part belatedly. Horrified, Jo Gil-sang quickly pressed his pressure points to stop the bleeding.
Although I didn't see it properly, I could guess well enough who had done that to Jo Gil-sang's arm.
'To cut off Jo Gil-sang's arm so simply? And with bare hands?'
Jo Gil-sang is a master who killed Wang Chil instantly and chased me down. I was shocked.
'He's an unimaginably supreme master!'
Although surprised, I also felt a sense of relief inwardly. If he's a master of this caliber, someone like Jo Gil-sang wouldn't be a match for him.
Jo Gil-sang clutched his shoulder and asked.
"W-who are you?"
The elderly man smiled fishily.
"If you know who I am, are you saying you'll take revenge later?"
Although his arm was cut off in an instant, Jo Gil-sang hasn't lost his spirit yet.
"I am a martial artist belonging to the Great Cloud Peak Gang! Did you think you would be safe after interfering with the Cloud Peak Gang's business?"
"Cloud Peak Gang?"
The elderly man tilted his head.
'Such a master doesn't know the Cloud Peak Gang? It's a strong sect counted among the top five in Changsha...'
At that moment, a man with a gloomy impression suddenly appeared next to the elderly man.
'Heok!'
The man dressed in black bowed his head toward the elderly man and replied.
"It is an Unorthodox Faction (Sapa) in Changsha with about two hundred members."
A man with a gruesome impression who seems to be the elderly man's subordinate.
'He appeared in an instant without any presence.'
Furthermore, a thick smell of blood came from him.
'If my feeling is right... the number of people killed by his hands is at least three digits.'
This guy is also a monster.
I can guarantee it. Someone like Jo Gil-sang is no match for him either.
'What is this? Why are such monsters here... But no matter how great a master, if they know the opponent is the Cloud Peak Gang...'
However, the elderly man's reaction was unexpected.
"What? A mere member of such a small sect dared to threaten This Seat (Bon-jwa)?"
Jo Gil-sang's face distorted.
"You say our gang is small?"
Only then did Jo Gil-sang seem to notice that the elderly man was unusual.
"Fine, I will specially tell you This Seat's name."
The black-clothed man spoke.
"There is no need to go that far..."
"I'm curious how this guy will react if he knows my identity."
The elderly man's eyes flashed.
"This Seat's name is Gu Ma-won."
"Gu... Ma-won?"
Jo Gil-sang, who was tilting his head, had his face harden stiffly, and soon his body trembled slightly.
Tremble tremble!
A look of terror was evident.
"Su-surely... Mystic Dark Demonic God (..."
"Impressive. To know This Seat's name. I suppose if you are from the Unorthodox Faction, you might know."
I was startled.
'For Jo Gil-sang to be that scared! Is the Mystic Dark Demonic God such a great master?'
Judging by the reaction, he must be a master that even the Cloud Peak Gang cannot handle.
'Then Jo Gil-sang isn't a problem for now, but...'
I became increasingly anxious.
'Isn't this jumping out of the frying pan into the fire (jumping into the tiger's maw)?'
Jo Gil-sang immediately knelt and banged his forehead on the ground.
Thud!
Blood flowed from his forehead.
"I failed to recognize a High Person P-please save me!"
"This is disappointing? Where did that confident look from a moment ago go?"
"I-I have committed a mortal sin!"
Jo Gil-sang banged his head repeatedly.
Thud! Thud!
"Tsk."
The Mystic Dark Demonic God turned his gaze toward me, who was still lying on the ground.
"There are many ways to grant the request to save you. I could just chase that guy away, or I could kill him."
He asked.
"What do you want me to do?"
Jo Gil-sang looked at me with a pale face.
"S-sorry! I will return just like this, so please just spare my life!"
"Pathetic. I guess I should kill him after all?"
I wanted to shout to kill him right now, but I held back.
'...Sorry, Wang Chil. I will take your revenge with my own hands later.'
I spoke calmly.
"Please let him go."
The Mystic Dark Demonic God made a surprised expression.
"Hm?"
"Although he is the guy who already killed my close friend... I have to let him go for me to live."
If Jo Gil-sang dies here, the Cloud Peak Gang will definitely try to find out the reason later.
Then they will find out I was involved, and there is a high probability they will just dispose of someone like me.
But if Jo Gil-sang lives and returns to the Cloud Peak Gang to tell the story of the Mystic Dark Demonic God, they won't dare to investigate.
'Judging by Jo Gil-sang's reaction, the Mystic Dark Demonic God is definitely a master the Cloud Peak Gang cannot handle.'
The Mystic Dark Demonic God's eyes twinkled.
"Ho-oh."
He looked at Jo Gil-sang and said.
"You heard him?"
"Th-thank you!"
Jo Gil-sang, who jumped up, ran like crazy out of the venue without looking back.
He didn't even seem to think about taking his severed arm.
'Jo Gil-sang. And So Hwi-gang. I will never forget you bastards.'
I ground my teeth.
'I will make you understand why I am called Viper.'
I raised my body and bowed to the Mystic Dark Demonic God.
"Thank you for saving my life, Lord."
The Mystic Dark Demonic God scanned me up and down silently. I got goosebumps for a moment.
'...What is it?'
Finally, the Mystic Dark Demonic God opened his mouth.
"How old are you?"
"Eigh... teen."
Regret appeared on the Mystic Dark Demonic God's face.
"Hmm. What a waste. You are born with good material."
The black-clothed man nodded as if agreeing.
"Indeed. If we had discovered him just ten years earlier, he would have become a good believer of our Cult
He seemed to think it was too late to enter martial arts because of my age.
'Our Cult? Believer?'
I felt even more uneasy.
'Is he a master of some cultish religion?'
Suppressing my anxiety, I backed away as slowly as possible.
"Then..."
Just as I was about to turn around, the Mystic Dark Demonic God's voice was heard.
"Stop."
'Damn it!'
Ominous premonitions are never wrong.
"You, what is your name?"
I spoke as politely as possible.
"It is Bang Mu-jin."
"Good, Bang Mu-jin. You said... what sect was that?"
At the Mystic Dark Demonic God's question, the black-clothed man answered.
"It is the Cloud Peak Gang."
"Ah, right, Cloud Peak Gang. You intend to take revenge on them, right?"
I flinched inwardly. I didn't show it at all, but it felt like he looked into my inner thoughts.
"Th... That can't be. How could a thug like me deal with the Cloud Peak Gang?"
"Really?"
"Of course. How dare I, who haven't learned even a single move of martial arts... I am sufficiently satisfied with just surviving."
The Mystic Dark Demonic God smiled strangely.
"What if I provide you a way to take revenge?"
"...!"
While surprised, I also had doubts.
'What is it? Why show me such favor...'
The Mystic Dark Demonic God crossed his arms and continued.
"I am not forcing you. It is a matter that depends solely on your choice."
I wanted to refuse his offer. I don't know what kind of person the Mystic Dark Demonic God is, but I can tell just by looking at his eyes.
'He is hiding madness
Although I'm only eighteen, I've dealt with all sorts of people. A person with eyes like that is absolutely not normal.
'Damn.'
I don't know what he will do to me if I refuse.
'I just barely escaped the Cloud Peak Gang...'
I asked cautiously, trying my best not to offend him.
"That way... what is it?"
The Mystic Dark Demonic God spoke as if he knew I would ask.
"I will take responsibility and make you a master. You'll be able to lightly subdue even the Cloud Peak Gang Leader."
"...!"
It is certainly a tempting offer.
'Me becoming a master?'
Becoming a martial arts master was a dream since childhood.
However, since survival was the top priority after losing my parents, I couldn't even think about it.
I became excited naturally, but I tried hard to regain my composure.
"There must be a condition. What is it?"
"Huhu, as expected, a guy I can talk to. Of course. How could an opportunity to become a master come so easily?"
"..."
"It's simple. I will perform a certain 'Sorcery ' on you. If you endure it, I will make you a master."
I couldn't help but ask.
"What is that?"
"It is an ancient sorcery of our Cult called the 'Illusionary Dream Logic-Confusing Great Method (Hwan-mong-mi-ri-dae-beop /' Its true nature hasn't been properly revealed yet."
As soon as I heard the name, ominous feelings rushed in.
"If you put it as a condition, it seems like a very dangerous 'Sorcery.'"
"Of course. It is very dangerous."
Damn, he answers so easily.
"It seems I am not the first."
"You are smart as expected. I will tell you honestly. I have performed it on ninety-seven people so far, but it has never succeeded."
"...!"
"Don't worry too much. One guy survived."
Do you call that comforting?
Holding back the rising urge to curse, I asked cautiously.
"Then wasn't it a success?"
"Unfortunately, he became an idiot (imbecile)."
"..."
He does all sorts of things.
Unless one is a fool, anyone would refuse. But having seen the Mystic Dark Demonic God's eyes, I couldn't open my mouth.
'If I refuse, it seems he'll say he'll kill me right away since he's the one who saved my life.'
Sure enough.
"You can refuse. Instead, since it is a life This Seat saved, This Seat will decide what to do with it."
'Goddammit.'
Things like this always hit the mark without a single inch of error.
'It's do or die.'
I ended up accepting helplessly.
"I will do it."
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