Chapter 52: The Great Namman War (4)
Namcheon Palace Lord, Blood Mountain Lord Choo Cheol-oh.
His nickname, meaning he built a mountain of blood through slaughter, suited him well. When his gaze fell upon him, his entire body shivered.
‘Oh my…’
No matter how he looked at him, he couldn’t gauge this opponent.
What’s more, wasn’t the opponent even doped up?
Sure enough.
“If I’d known it would be like this… I should have come looking for you sooner…”
His language ability was severely impaired from the doping, and he spoke haltingly.
With every word he uttered, a surge of aura overflowed around him.
“Kk.”
Overwhelmed by the aura, a groan escaped me unconsciously.
The Black Coral warriors seemed to feel the same, letting out low growls as they drew up their qi.
Bukgung Baek looked up at him, letting out his characteristic sneer as he asked.
“Why is a warrior who covets the world so utterly broken?”
“Does… it seem… I am broken?”
“Seriously.”
“That… is not the case. I have crossed the wall and touched… the heavens.”
“Bullshit. How can martial arts you can’t even control yourself possibly reach the heavens?”
“I’ll… prove it.”
With those words, Chu Cheol-o’s fighting spirit erupted explosively.
Kiiieek!
The hundred or so madmen blocking the way between him and us let out a bloodcurdling scream and charged toward us.
Clang.
The curtain rose on the final stage as North Palace White’s black hand smashed the head of the enemy at the forefront.
