The World’s Best Childhood Friend Chapter 462

Chapter 462 – In my time.

Quadd deuk-!!

A huge bowl breaks. The water flowing from inside covers the Guyangcheon.

After that, the seemingly endless space gradually began to fill up with the water that flowed from there.

…

Water up to your toes.

As if standing on a calm lake, Shincheol stood calmly on the water.

Calm with no vibrations.

The broken wreckage sank to the floor. Somewhere here, Guyangcheon will also be sunk.

Sensing this, Shincheol calmly raised his head.

The sky could not be seen. All I see is pitch black darkness.

This is the inner space of Guyangcheon.

That terrible darkness expresses the image of Guyangcheon.

The rising water was expressing his regret and regret.

ugly guy

Feeling this, Shincheol murmured in a small voice.

I’m trying to move forward somehow, but I can’t overcome anything in the end.

It is the inner side of Ahae, who was just holding it inside and enduring it.

Seeing that shabby and messy appearance, Shincheol just laughed.

I just stared at the floor.

full of water.

Looking for Guyangcheon, which is locked somewhere.

Shincheol’s gaze looked here and there, but he couldn’t see anything.

It means that the guy’s lingering feelings and regrets are deep.

Seeing that, Shincheol shook his head.

Do you respect his choice? Because he doesn’t even know what will be at the end.

‘I don’t know.’

Will the child be able to open his eyes?

Even if you open your eyes. Are you all that child?

and. Even if Gu Yang-Cheon opens his eyes as Gu Yang-Cheon.

I wonder if I will be able to properly rectify these many lingering and remnants of energy.

This was something even Shin-cheol couldn’t be sure of.

In the first place, becoming a different being was impossible in Shin-cheol’s common sense.

I’m looking at the water like that.

Whoa-!

I could feel the space shaking in an instant.

yet.

phut-!

Shoot aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!

Something huge falls on the water and huge waves crash.

When the rising water fell again, it seemed like it was raining.

…

Shincheol fell on the water and looked at something wriggling.

It was huge indeed.

It is large enough to fill this large space. Black and black, it boasted a larger size than any other creature Shincheol had ever seen.

such a monster.

Whoops… hooks…

collapsed on the water, gasping for breath as if exhausted.

you have suffered

Looking at something crouching down, Shin-cheol comforts him.

In Shin-cheol’s eyes, only the size was caught, but what kind of appearance he had was not properly recognized.

It’s because the difference in existence has been so different.

It was like the difference in perception that arises when the level of martial arts is drastically different.

At first, because of this difference, Shin-cheol was afraid of that.

Now is the time to level it up a bit.

After all, that’s because he’s going through hardships for the sake of an ugly guy who has nothing to do with himself.

… fighting with that big body squeezed into this little guy’s body. You must have suffered a lot.

Kreul… Kreureung…

Wriggling and bursting out of breath.

It seemed as if he was answering.

Watching his breath, Shincheol nodded his head slightly.

stop resting now

The rest seemed to be his responsibility.

Yem disease.

Shincheol bursts into laughter as he spat out an earnest curse.

Even after dying, I want to know what kind of dog school this is.

Hosang must have crossed the water.

With such silly thoughts.

Shincheol gradually spewed plum blossoms.

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It tastes good.

Cheonjon frowned at the mischievous tone.

What did that guy just say?

… What did you just say?

It’s similar to asking questions after hearing everything. It’s because my ears are already deaf.

this guy!

Despite Cheonjon’s roar, In-yeong only laughs.

don’t scream Maybe it’s because you’re young, but your throat is in good shape.

How dare you play a joke on who I am.

How can I not know? There is only one place in the midfield that has such a good top plate.

fast.

A harsh sound erupted from the Cheonjon’s hand holding the sword.

Life like a moth to fire. He was merciful and saved his life. You don’t know the subject.

It seemed that the strange man had come to his senses. It seems that I am half mad.

Otherwise, he couldn’t come out on his own.

Kurrureung-!

As the Cheonjon takes a step, brain energy begins to spread around him again.

The cerebral flags lined up in the air are starting to take shape little by little.

All of the cerebral gi, whose shape had been transformed, had a sharp look.

The empty space is full of brains like that. That’s too much to count.

…

Gorgeous. It’s the right way to express it.

In-young saw that.

no new iron.

Tsk.

I had to click my tongue briefly as if I didn’t like it.

If Myeong saw it, he’d come out of his grave and vomit blood.

Shin-cheol himself has a lot of bad feelings towards Namgung.

Because of the Moyong family’s work, the Moyong family’s work, or the Moyong family’s work.

one.

Even Shin-cheol recognized the sword of the Namgung family.

To be precise, rather than Namgung’s sword, he acknowledged the sword of Namgungmyung, the Thunder Sword.

Shincheol checked his brain.

The energy and enlightenment contained in each of the innumerable Brain Machines was considerable.

Fools.

To say that is the power of the Namgung family is truly disgraceful.

It’s not enough that I lost my meaning. You even broke the frame.

A dejected laugh comes out of nowhere.

There was nothing left of Namgungmyung’s will that he wanted to protect even at the risk of his life.

Shincheol sends his gaze to Cheonjon.

should be ah

… what?

The Emperor frowned as if he had heard it wrong.

aha? It was too low for a title to call oneself.

What do you think Namgung’s sword is?

… under.

At Shin-cheol’s question, Cheon-jon’s expression shows anger.

What do you think the sword of the Namgung family is? Do you dare to ask yourself that?

Namgung’s first swordsman himself?

Cheonjon answered Shincheol while trying to control the corners of his mouth.

I want to tell you that it’s a success if you’re thinking of tampering with my reason.

Paji Jiji-!

The brain machine floating in the air exploded with a harsh noise. It was as rough as if he would run into Shin-cheol at any moment.

In addition, heavy atmospheric pressure settled throughout the forest.

King sword type.

Namgungga’s seasonal energy began to burst forth from the Cheonjon’s body.

…

A situation that can make you feel scared just by looking at it.

In such a situation, Shincheol’s eyes were calm.

It must be so.

‘It’s crude.’

In Shin-cheol’s view.

It was too crude and ugly to be called a later martial art.

Shin-cheol was feeling cramped and trembling. I didn’t even like that.

Even this was fake.

The real emperor sword type is not such a crude thing.

This means that it is not just about spreading coercion and tying one’s feet.

‘Did you put so much effort into leaving something like this?’

I felt sick to my stomach thinking of my close friend who had been painting over the blood to leave only one of my swords.

It’s true that it’s such a gorgeous and beautiful brain machine.

If you think about the nature of the Namgung family, it shouldn’t have been that way.

‘Namgung’s sword is not glamorous.’

The martial arts that Namgungmyeong showed were also not glamorous at all.

Rather, it would be more accurate to say that it is hard and monotonous.

Martial arts that do not leave a will have no future.

Taking out an old saying he heard from Jang Mun-in one day, Shin-cheol moves on.

His eyes were still on the Heavens.

Namgung’s martial arts are not based on brain power in the first place.

At Shincheol’s words, Cheonjon’s anger gradually deepens.

I would dare to teach me the Namgung’s sword right now. do you mean this?

Did you really go crazy? Cheonjon didn’t want to deal with him any more.

Because it was painted on the outside with an empty splendor, the heaviness and hardness that it should have had disappeared.

Brain giran is now being called as the exclusive property of the Namgung family.

The memories of Shin-cheol, who lived in the era of war, were different.

The brain is just a by-product.

Thunder Chun Il Sword obviously controlled the sky using Brain Power.

The lightning he struck had enough power to erase Taesan.

Namgung Myung didn’t think much of his brain power.

What the guy was looking for.

‘Things that do not collapse.’

One that never breaks down and never loses.

Use a sword that is faster than anyone else and maintain an unbreakable sword path.

use it

‘To protect one’s precious ones.’

It was said that it was the sword of the Namgung family and the idea to be pursued.

I don’t like the bubbly personality and the handsome face.

Even Shin-cheol wanted to imitate that much.

It was because his words were contained in the sword as if it were not a lie, and he used a sword that was faster than anyone else.

Together.

Your sword doesn’t have it.

hollow shell.

The sword used by the sword king that Shincheol saw was like that.

The sword used by that bastard named Cheonjon was like that.

No matter how you look at it, the topic doesn’t fit to be revered as a John.

… Ino Ohm!

Shincheol’s words finally cut off Cheonjon’s rationality.

Along with the unbearable roar, brain energy pours out from all sides.

From a distance, it looked like it was raining.

That means countless brains.

It pours.

The brain energy containing the enlightenment and energy of the Cheonjon quickly poured toward Shincheol.

If you were to hit it straight, you wouldn’t even be able to find a bone.

didn’t you say

Sarak.

With a calm voice, a leaf gently rises from Shincheol’s toe.

It was a blue leaf.

It is innately correct to describe it as embers, but to call it embers, its shape and atmosphere were close to flower petals.

Any martial art that forgets its meaning is useless.

A single leaf creeping up.

Sarak.

Divided slowly.

Lightly… lightly…

Divided like that, four again.

The leaf bird that divided the number just before brain energy was poured into Shincheol.

Soon after, the sky is finally covered.

… Huh?

The Cheonjon couldn’t keep his mouth shut at that ridiculous scene.

Chaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaagh-!

Petals cling to the brains falling madly toward the ground.

The brain that became one with the leaf like that boomed in the air! They started to explode one by one with a sound.

Faaaaaa-!

A sound that comes from the air. It was the sound of brains bursting in engagement with leaves.

The traces left after it exploded are reminiscent of fireworks in the night sky.

yes it explodes

The enlightenment that Cheonjon has accumulated so far. The brain energy containing it was exploding on that shallow petal.

… It is nonsense.

Chen Zong could not bear to believe such a situation.

It was understandable when fighting in the form of a monster.

He regenerates when he gets hurt, and even when he rushes with only desire. I thought it could be because it’s a monster.

It’s literally.

‘Isn’t that the realization devoured?’

The enlightenment achieved by the Heavenly Son has been defeated.

It reminds me of Cheonjon’s brainchild that was swept away casually.

It is possible because the opponent has a deeper understanding than himself.

… it can’t be

Trampling so lightly is impossible even for swordsmanship.

The Heavenly Demon wouldn’t know.

Isn’t it something that can’t be seen as being on the same level as the Heavenly Demon?

So it was absolutely unbelievable.

It was an impossible situation to be together.

Are you pushing yourself?

this celestial being?

Kkeudeudeuk-!

Cheonjon cracked it open.

It can’t be.

Namgung’s pride and sky… he cannot lose to such an unknown person.

Even though it is extinct and left alone, this is a fact that will not change.

It should have been.

I mean it should have been.

Towards the crumbling Cheonjon.

Are your eyes blinded by the heart? Reason, which was once clear, also tends to become dark.

Shincheol continues. Even

if that wasn’t

the case.

It is said that the Cheonjon was not caught in the heart.

should be ah You wouldn’t have been able to get to where you wanted to reach.

… This guy… Bye bye!

If you’re going to curse the ancestors who didn’t protect it properly, so be it. That’s because I want to curse too.

Whoops-!

As Shin-cheol’s sarcasm continues, the air opens up and light begins to gather in a handful.

Shincheol knew what it was as soon as he saw it.

‘It’s a heart sword.’

The extreme of the inspector.

It was a season of swordsmithing that only swordsmen who reached the new sword union day could practice it.

A sword made of hearts.

There is a popular belief that if you wish to slash, your Sim’s sword will activate and cut through anything.

The sword is not like that.

Of course, if you want to do that, it’s possible.

The sword definitely had a shape.

It was the heart sword that began to gather in the air.

A swordsman’s martial arts created after the mind of a swordsman.

He looked at it and nodded.

Although he polished his martial arts, which was an empty shell, in the end, the Cheonjon reached that level, so Shin-cheol recognized his efforts.

It’s not bad.

The supreme realization reached by a warrior is always right.

The person who unfolds it is anger and frustration. And even if you say you’re dying of qualifications.

It’s because the years he’s been through don’t disappear.

so.

I should have told you more.

This body has so many things to eat, so there shouldn’t be a problem with unfolding it.

Even when I used to borrow my body in the past. I was annoyed because I wanted to have such a crappy body.

It wasn’t bad now.

The body was also trained, and the amount of energy was beyond imagination, unlike then.

I can’t help but feel empty because the bowl is broken.

That was enough.

It means that it is enough to show Ahae a different world.

Shincheol stretched out his hand. And then he spat out the words.

Could this also be fate?

wriggling

Something wiggles in my left arm.

Feeling that nostalgic movement, Shincheol couldn’t help but smile.

Shincheol is a prosecutor.

In the end, he needed a sword to spread martial arts, but he doesn’t have a sword right now.

This is because the owner of the original body was far from a swordsman.

Originally, it should have been.

Slowly –

The bandage wrapped around the left arm unwinds itself and moves to Shincheol’s hand.

The magenta bandage had gone and changed color to light blue.

Shin-cheol did not care about such a change. Just because the color has changed doesn’t mean the essence has disappeared.

I just laugh at the bandages.

Shincheol said the name of the bandage with such a heart.

It’s been a while. Guijeong (晷正).

Chara-la-la-!

As if responding to Shincheol’s call, the bandage changes its shape.

Layers piled up in an instant, and the shape changed to that of a sword.

The name of this bandage is Gwijeong.

This was originally a treasure of the volcano and originally used by Shin-cheol.

‘That bastard was treating this as a bandage… tsk.’

How much heat did you vomit inside?

The problem was that I couldn’t properly explain what this was in the first place. As of now, it’s rather fortunate.

Whoops-!

In the air, light gradually began to settle on the ground.

Seeing that, Shincheol gripped his ears tightly.

That moment.

Whoaaaaaaaaah-!

…!

Above the new iron, the air opens, revealing countless lights.

Seeing this, the Emperor could not hide his astonishment.

Not one.

A heart sword that looks like it has three swords.

At that number and majesty, Cheonjon was at a loss for words.

should be ah

at that time. Shincheol’s voice is heard in the ears of Cheonjon.

that’s when I

For some reason, there was a hint of laughter in his voice.

It was a black figure whose expression was difficult to see, but the Cheonjon could clearly see it.

I mean he’s laughing.

Feeling the feelings of such a heavenly being, Shincheol spat out words.

It could be called a swordsman only if you could easily pull out two or three of these.

Age of War.

The era when Shincheol lived was like that.