The Crazy Demigod Returns

crazy demigod

daily report. this bo. The steps of the Absolute of the Pan Continent continued.

“The worms.”

the demon of the plate. To Ha Yeon-woo, these levels of expression were appropriate.

Whether it’s 1st or 6th tier, nobility or emperor, they’re all the same worms.

Fuhuaaak-

Fragments of corpses scattered on both sides of him like firecrackers.

Before I knew it, I had passed half of the site of the ceremony, leaving about 100 steps left on the podium.

That moment.

The noise of the surroundings, which became a scene of pain and confusion, became muffled as if there was noise, and a painful scream was heard as if hitting Ha Yeon-woo’s ear.

‘You said you’d protect me! Absolute! you killed everyone! Because of your weakness! If you had killed the scum beforehand, I wouldn’t have died either!’

The woman’s hallucinations, which she had been ignoring, pierced her ears as if they would pierce her eardrums. hundreds of years ago. The voice of a person who came as a rest to a life that never ends.

However, her voice was not as sweet as her previous life. It was full of resentment and cursing.

The remnants of memories that had gotten worse after the Continental War shouted out their misfortune to Ha Yeon-woo one by one.

Among the piles of corpses of the marching troops, hundreds of years ago and during the Continental War, those who were not able to protect themselves stand up in a grotesque manner.

Brutal faces with their arms and legs cut off, their hair missing and rotten like an old tree, or their stomachs cut off.

The Absolute Haeui who failed to protect his precious things twice. It appeared before him in the form of cruel visions and hallucinations.

The words of curse that they didn’t say, and there was no way they could say it. Now, mixed with the past, it becomes a reality and sticks in my heart.

Even so, Ha Yeon-woo’s expression did not change.

Pretend not to see the illusions of the past that only you can see and hear. pretending not to hear It went on and on.

Because he believed that if the cause was removed, these terrible hallucinations and hallucinations that plagued him would disappear for a while.

As he raised his foot and stomped on the ground, the ground swayed around Ha Yeon-woo.

Kwaaang-

Bricks laid on the floor and the soil beneath them. up to pebbles. Everything turned upside down and scattered.

Cuaguaaceae-

The surrounding low-ranking troops received shockwaves that were enough to shake the ground with their legs. Still, since he was unmanned, he strengthened his body with mana, but he could not withstand the overwhelming power.

Those who were closer were scattered in pieces with the shockwave, and those who were farther away could not escape the catastrophe that their bodies were blown up by shrapnel or their entire lower bodies were distorted due to the power of advance riding on their feet that touched the ground.

“Quaaagh!”

“monster… monster!”

Ha Yeon-woo, who fixed his gaze on the podium, saw the emperor and his party, who had managed to block the shock wave as the high-ranking officials clung to each other.

‘Did they offset it by sending a sword strike in advance?’

I wondered where the warriors of the 5th rank or higher had gone because they kept running at the lower ranks. It seemed that he was protecting the emperor.

Those standing intact now accounted for about 30% of the troops of the marching ceremony.

The shock wave created by a single punch and foot stomp rendered thousands of unmanned soldiers incapacitated. Only those who died after their heads exploded while entering the area were close to a thousand.

The emperor was in a panic.

An era of great peace that lasted for 100 years. It was Pan’s demon that created it, but what it enjoyed was the empire’s imperial family and other large and small nations on the continent.

It is said that he has not even been near a situation where he is fighting for life and death, let alone war.

The only high-ranking battles the emperor had seen were bragging about achievements in front of the imperial family.

It was impossible for such people to have experienced a one-sided massacre in which they were torn apart in a single blow, and this was soon revealed by the emperor’s unreasonable behavior.

“Hey, how is this… . You can kill it right? yes? Sir Bahrain. Aren’t you proud of yourself! Bahala can slay Pan’s demons! Let’s do something quickly!”

The king of gibberish. Dubbed the Lord of Bahrain, the Duke of Bahrain, the strongest man in the empire, drooled.

‘crazy… . Not human.’

out of specification. It was a strength that could not be judged. He was also a 6th-tier warrior who broke the limits of human beings, but it felt like he was on a completely different level.

Even if you go up to the 6th hierarchy and experience a metamorphosis, and the physical time goes backwards, in the end, if you are a human, you have no choice but to die.

The young and ideally metamorphosed body is on the track of aging again, and even if it maintains physical health through exhausting training, it cannot overcome the absolute proposition of lifespan.

the brain ages mind grows old cells grow old

No matter how strong humans became, they could not overcome death. just get a reprieve.

However, the man in front of them was far away from all the situations they had imagined.

White jade-like skin that seems to be unaware of any hardships.

Long eyelashes protruding from closed eyes like tabi.

A straight nose with a clear nasolabial angle.

Straight and long, stiff lips that make a face that could look like a parasitic brother look manly.

A sculpture-like face that shows off a strangely androgynous charm. Still, a strong body exudes masculinity.

A black long cloth wrapped around it and a long, thin dark ink sword.

A book containing a secret history of the past that is strictly managed by the Empire. Nothing has changed from the appearance during the Continental War described there. As if 100 years of time had completely slipped away.

Thousands of elites were annihilated in just two attacks.

It was neither herbivore using weapons, nor high-level magic using mana and magic, nor did it show a high-level state of nothingness. I just collected mana and exploded it.

The 6th rank, the Duke of Bahrain, could be roughly guessed. What an easy and simple act that was for that man.

‘Are you sure it’s a devil?’

There were about two hundred high-ranking warriors gathered around the emperor, including himself.

The 4th tier was lucky enough to survive. The 5th tier who had fallen in love from the beginning and protected the emperor. There were only 8 people in the 6th rank including himself. Most of the emperors and nobles were out of power in the first place.

There was no option to evacuate. I had given up long ago when the airwaves bursting from the man’s left hand flew hundreds of meters without a trace.

There was no way that the emperor, who was still only at the 2nd tier level, could escape, even though there were so many days that he had just poured mana without an omen or a weapon.

Run away and die for sure. This place, where power was still available, was rather safe. At least at that level of courtesy, the high-ranking unmanned people will be able to block it.

The Duke of Bahrain muttered in vain.

“Will the empire perish like this… .”

The emperor was wrong. Because the Duke of Bahrain was never in favor of war. He wanted the emperor to follow the teachings and maintenance of the previous king well.

Corrupt nobles and damned courtiers had dazzled the young emperor’s eyes and ears, and now he was confused about who was saying what.

Still, I couldn’t stay still.

The odds of those pot-bellied people hiding behind the knights or the emperor directly overcoming this situation had converged to zero.

“The will to surrender… I will pass it on.”

It was funny to surrender without even starting, but it was a thousand times better than perishing. It was also the only realistic way to survive.

“Yeah, let it be. If we go out with a low profile, we might be able to go back with this.”

A sigh came out spontaneously at the appearance of the emperor who quickly changed his words without any spirit.

However, it was not a false statement or an optimistic delusion.

Men like to be secluded and have no interest in the world. Because it was just a demon killing variables. At least according to the results of the Empire’s investigation.

If they surrendered and promised to ban everything related to the war, they could go back as they were.

In fact, during the Continental War, did he not condemn only war criminal countries and groups that contributed to the war?

To think that the fate of the empire should be staked on the fact that the opponent is a monster.

“I’m going crazy… .”

But there were no other pointed numbers.

Following the steps of the lofty podium, the Duke of Bahrain, who had made up his mind, moved alone.

that time. Ha Yeon-woo was already on the podium, and when the Duke of Bahrain came down the stairs, they were able to face each other at close range.

“I’m Bahrain, Duke of the Bahala Empire.”

The eyes of Ha Yeon-woo and the Duke of Bahrain met.

To be precise, what Ha Yeon-woo was seeing right now was not the Duke of Bahrain, but a hallucination clinging to his body.

The hallucination of a child hanging on to the peacock of Bahrain and putting his head through it with a groaning sound.

He continued to speak to Ha Yeon-woo, who looked at him without a word.

“I have come to convey the Emperor’s intention to completely surrender as you wish.”

“what I want?”

“exactly. You are extremely afraid that a war will break out on the continent… .”

“What bullsh*t.”

The Empire has been collecting information from one to ten about the demons of Pan. Among them was his inclination.

However, since the establishment of the Empire, he has only appeared during the Continental War 100 years ago.

There were clear limits to the information that could be known through the whereabouts of about half a year.

“I do not hate war.”

His history was telling. During the thousand years he has lived on the Pan continent, he has always waged war under different names and other aliases.

A thousand years ago, they fought to survive.

Nine hundred years ago, they fought against monsters.

Eight hundred years ago, during a time of war, with humans.

Seven hundred years ago, with demon worshipers who stained the continent in darkness.

Six hundred years ago, to surpass oneself. I fought with myself to transcend the status defined by the hierarchy.

Five hundred years ago, he destroyed all the underworld of the continent in anger for not protecting his family’s safety.

Four hundred years ago, I did my best to break down my own personality for failing to protect my family even with the power to take the continent under my feet. In the process, he gained an unexpected realization and completely escaped the human category.

However, I recognized myself going mad, and I was the largest and highest unexplored land on the continent that I had to die for. I climbed the mountain Cheonma Peak alone.

Three hundred years ago, the will of the Pan continent spoke to him, and he fought to deny it. Crazy, but struggled.

The blood of countless dragons killed at the Cheonmabong restored his spirit, at least half of it, and the miraculous aura and communication with spiritual beings prevented the mad absolute from completely disintegrating.

One day, I was fighting every minute and every second with the providence that required me to rise to the level that I defined myself as a demigod, regain stability, and return to my original dimension.

He rescued a young girl who was abandoned by her family and sold into slavery.

There was no other reason. He happened to be passing by, and he had the same black hair as himself. It just reminded me of a child who died hundreds of years ago.

I thought it was a new life and a new life.

However, the new relationship that I promised not to lose again did not live up to my name in the end.

About 120 years ago, when the child he saved and raised, and the family he raised, all died due to the continental war. He annihilated all the powers that plotted the war.

At that time, he got a new nickname, the devil of the plate, and finally abandoned all emotions except for regret and regret.

That was the life of Ha Yeon-woo, the crazy absolute.

Struggle was a noun that was inseparable from men.

“Yeah, but you are trying to prevent the horrors that will arise from the war… .”

“My life was a war, and my history was made of blood.”

He was a hero, an absolute, revered as a god, or denounced as a devil. I gained everything, but on the contrary, I lost everything.

I believed until the end that strong power brings strong backlash, so I tried to blend in naturally with the world. As a result, it became poison.

“I’ve lived too many years to be inspired by just war. If I had been concerned about the blood of others, I would have unified the continent into one in the first place.”

Then there would be no war. Maybe the ties didn’t die. But now, it was all just nonsense.

What Ha Yeon-woo wanted was not something trivial like peace on the continent.

Resonance and altruism had already been worn away hundreds of years ago, and all that was left of the lonely demigod was extremely human lingering feelings.

Only a mad spirit full of regret and remorse was the only driving force that moved Ha Yeon-woo.

Visions were his milestones, hallucinations pointed the way for him to walk.

“I’m just killing it. Because you guys deserve to die.”

Even now, only faint traces of the past remain, hallucinations whisper. kill them and get rid of them It’s garbage that doesn’t help at all.

“So you all die here.”