Chapter 135. Cheongpyeong
‘First Strike, Certain Victory!’
Whoosh, Whizz.
The Stone I threw with all my might futilely cut through the air.
The hairy giant, whose face was covered in fur, was surprisingly agile despite his appearance.
‘Is it an Ability?’
I threw two more pieces of gravel I’d picked up, but he dodged them all, moving in a zigzag pattern.
The massive figure charged at me, evading my Throws.
It felt like the oppressive charge of a Fat Mutated Zombie.
Whoosh!
The Axe he swung grazed my hair by a hair’s breadth.
From my crouched position, dodging the Axe, I lunged to the side.
“Phew… he’s fast. Is it an Ability?”
“…”
The hairy giant remained silent.
He had roughly tied his long, flowing hair up, and a thick beard covered his lower face and cheeks, making it impossible to guess his age.
‘Then again… does age even matter now?’
He looked exactly like a Joseon-era butcher I’d seen on TV.
Seeing the fierce Eye Glow in his eyes, I realized this was what murderous intent truly felt like.
‘I’ve never been outmatched in size before…’
The hairy giant seemed slightly shorter than me, but his build appeared even larger.
His forearm, visible between the suspender straps, was easily the circumference of an average adult woman’s waist.
Beneath that thick layer of fat, massive muscles were surely twitching.
With that physique and attire, he brought to mind a serial killer from somewhere in Texas, USA.
In a word, his appearance was terrifying.
“With that build and that speed, it must be an Ability.”
