Heavenly Demon Instructor Novel

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The army of chaos began to march again.

There was only one direction, the central galaxy.

It was a large army that radiated unparalleled darkness even in the black universe.

Beings that are not bound by the definition of cycle.

Monsters that color even the laws of good and evil into chaos.

They devoured all the light in order to destroy the world created by the original gods.

“I can get to the center in about two months. Heh, it's not long before I can savor the angels. I heard that the Lady of Ravenox is so beautiful.”

One of the six Death Masters, 'Holy Horse Ozan' fluttered her long tongue like a snake.

Purple eyes curved like a bow.

The dangerous monster, which follows only the instinct of sexual desire, became stiff at the thought of coveting the sacred skin.

“You filthy bastard. The only thing he knows how to do is tease his back.”

Then, the man with the hawk nose with his back bent sharply criticized Ozan.

It was one of the Death Masters, ‘Jerda the Blame’.

He recklessly criticized everyone except the owner, the Demon King of Chaos.

But Ozan only smiled as if he was familiar with his accusation, but she didn't even respond.

“You scumbag. A baby that must die. A bastard who can't even cut his dick off!"

"haha. feel free to talk Wouldn't it be better than a hunchback that can't do anything?"

Ozan's white hair shimmered in the starlight.

“Who do you dare look at!”

Zerda's face turned red in anger.

blaming Zer.

In other words, it is ‘a feeling of inferiority’.

He had nothing better than others except for his strength, and he had a strong sense of inferiority to those who were better than him.

That is why he hated Ozan, who freely commits acts that he does not dare to overcome.

It wasn't just that she was Ozan.

He had a sense of inferiority to everyone except the same Death Master as well as the Demon King of Chaos.

So, Zerda's men died every day, from a few dozen to a maximum of hundreds.

"Sleepy… … .”

Whether or not Zerda was making a lot of noise next to him, there was someone lying down like a corpse and muttering to himself.

“I can’t sleep because I’m sleepy… … .”

It was the Death Master, Edgar who couldn't sleep.

He took a deep breath as he looked at the ceiling of the spaceship with wide eyes.

“When was the last time you slept?”

I don't even remember.

I can't even remember why I can't sleep anymore.

why can't i sleep

Even if I changed the direction I lay down, I still couldn't sleep.

“Trash bastard. A scumbag whose all he knows how to do is lie down.”

Zerda next to him criticized him, but it has been a long time since he stopped hearing other people's words.

Only the Demon King of Chaos could command him.

"Sleepy… … .”

“Yeah.”

Next to him, there was a man with a huge, but blind face, with a stupid expression on his face.

He couldn't speak.

That's why people called him "Mel the Dumb".

If Mel didn't take orders, he didn't do anything.

It is still the same now.

So Zerda accuses him of not wasting air every time he doesn't do anything and that he should die.

“Bring more food! food!"

Clink!!

The plate is broken.Zerda frowned and saw the man from a distance, bingeing like crazy.

“A pig-like bastard.”

A man who sits alone at a large table that can seat roughly 20 people and devours dozens of foods.

Impressive with his blue mane-like hair and right-angled horns growing on both sides, he threw his finished plate on the floor, constantly asking for food.

He is the ‘Byzantine of Gluttony’.

He was still a member of the Death Master.

“Gog-!”

While the Byzantines burped coolly, they drank the carbonated drink at once.

If you roughly estimate the amount, it was over 10,000cc.

Putting down a glass the size of a body, there was a bang.

thud-!

At that moment, a man slammed the door and walked in.

A face filled with madness glanced over the five Death Masters.

“Attention everyone!”

As he raised his voice, the eyes of the five people turned.

“Scream loudly and fuck you!”

Zerda exclaimed with a tendon on her forehead.

“The cub, who joined later, raised his voice arrogantly… … !”

“Shut up! You bastard!”

The 'trembling liger' gave off a terrifying glow and cut off Jerda's words.

Zerda's expression became worthy to see.

As if impatient, he raised his strength and tried to approach the liger.

“The Demon Lord’s order has been issued!”

Stand-!

Jerda's steps stopped.

No matter how much he was, he could not act recklessly in front of the command of his master, the Demon King of Chaos.

I don't know why that garbage newcomer came with the order of the Demon King.

'it's annoying!'

This will also be a feeling of inferiority.

In any case, everyone's gaze, who had only gone back and forth, was now completely focused on the liger.

“The Demon King will tell you.”

The liger looked at them and recited the command delivered by the Demon King.

“From now on, all Death Masters, fly to the central galaxy at the fastest speed and open the gates of war.”

Kick-!

Thick fork folded in half.

The gluttonous Byzanti smiled happily and sucked the sauce off her fingers.

“I will taste fresh blood after a long time.”

“Heh heh heh heh heh heh.”

Holy Mason Ozan also half covered her face and smiled sobbingly.

“Um, I’m sleepy, but I can’t help it.”

Edgar, who couldn't sleep, also got up, roughly tidying up the futon.

“Ugh.”

Dumb Mel was only obedient to orders.

“Craps! Hunt the worms!”

Whether Zerda felt any joy at the command she gave, she thought of all sorts of ways to ravage the enemies.

They turned in different directions.

The command given to the Death Master is to fly quickly to the central galaxy and open the gates of war.

The method and method were not required either.

“The west was a little boring, but how about the middle?”

At the signal of someone's passing words, all new Death Masters except the Liger were completely extinguished.

"Hmm."

Liger looked at them as they disappeared and pulled his lip long upwards.

“Show me, Ionix. The world you wished for would be destroyed.”

With those words, he also disappeared.

* * *

Park Hyunsoo did not understand the meaning of succession spoken by the first Chunma.

What more did you inherit?

He mastered the Heavenly Demon ball to the extreme, and obtained Yunan's memory, becoming more perfect.

He judged that he had nothing to develop beyond this.

As if he had read his thoughts, the first Chunma smiled faintly.

[Do you think it's over?]

meaningful voice.

Is there any way to go further?

"That's right."

Park Hyunsoo quietly replied.

“I have reached the extreme. I think we can go one step further than we are now if we work harder, but it is impossible to go higher than this right now.”

He was confident.

Even if you think about it with common sense or nonsense, Park Hyunsoo's realm has already reached the sky.

Even the strongest weapon he had ever created in heaven, he was no match for him.

Even if Satan was resurrected, it was only three seconds of intelligence.

The same is true for the ‘novelist’ who made Master sacrifice.

It was a monster without an answer back then, but I was sure that it would be easily defeated now.

It was by no means arrogant.

It wasn't even confident.

The first Chunma also knew it.

[If possible, you would think so.]

However, the first Chunma says that Park Hyunsoo was wrong.

[You completed the Heavenly Demon ball, and you completed the level by acquiring Yunan-sama's memory.]

It is no exaggeration to say that the present Park Hyunsoo is on the same level as the past Yunan.

[But, of course, that is not enough.]

“… … What are you lacking?”

[Are you asking because you don't know?]

The first angel's eyebrows lifted slightly as if frosty.

[Yunan-nim could not defeat the Demon King of Chaos.]

Yunan stopped at the extent of kicking him out.

And in the aftermath of that day, he eventually lost his life.

How was the Demon King of Chaos?

He was blocked by Yunan and kicked out into the enemy world, but he was the only survivor.

In fact, it was the Demon King of Chaos who had the upper hand in the fight between the two.

[Do you know how old our history is?]

"I do not know."

Park Hyunsoo was the 35th Cheonma.

If a generation is usually considered 30 years, it means that about a thousand years have passed.

The problem is that the lifespan of a celestial horse is far longer than that of ordinary people.

The average is at least 60 years.

The history of Cheonma easily passed 2,000 years.

[Then, before the beginning of the history of Heaven, do you know who the successor to Yunan-nim was?]

Of course I didn't know.

[At least 20,000 years ago.]

From 20,000 years ago, Yunan's will was constantly reassembled and reborn as 'Heavenly Demon Prince'.

[How much do you think has changed in that distant time?]

The Heavenly Demon is a form of developing Yunan's power to the limit.

[And you mastered the polarity of Heavenly Demon, but isn't that your own Heavenly Demon Goddess after all?]

Park Hyunsoo's eyes widened.I understood the meaning of the words of the first Chunma.

‘Your own Heavenly Demon ball.’

As he said, Park Hyunsoo's Heavenly Demon from Chungyeong went through several transformations according to his taste.

To be honest, the Heavenly Demon ball I learned for the first time and the current Heavenly Demon ball have a very different framework.

If so, can it be called ‘true’ Heavenly Demon Goddess?

[So it is inherited.]

Black flames rose from the first angel's body.

A similar energy arose from the bodies of the successive angels that followed him, but their forms were different.

Some like water, some like wind, some hard, some sticky.

'I… … It’s like eating loose food.’

The Heavenly Demon balls of the past Heavenly Demons were all different.

So, they inherited theirs and reached the true Heavenly Demon Prince.

[Go ahead. Let our history go through everyone.]

The power of the heavenly demons is sucked into Park Hyunsoo's danjeon.

A vast universe unfolds from your head.

[For a new cycle at the end of the cycle.]

Light covered the snowfield.

[Go, rent 35.]

The universe began to tremble.

* * *

Monami looked around her with her face as she had just woken up.

There was no one in her room.

Where have you all gone?

"dad."

The child called her dad, opened her door and went out into the hallway.

The hallway was also quiet.

Where did everyone go?

She moved her little wings eagerly, thinking that she would go outside.

Her droopy tail was cute because she hadn't slept.

Monami yawned loudly.

Her tears welled up and she rubbed the corners of her eyes with her little hand.

“Ummm… … . I feel sleepy."

It was Monami who had slept a lot in the last few months.

She wanted to stop sleeping, but if she stayed still, she fell asleep without realizing it.

My dad said it was because he was growing up.

If you sleep a lot, will you be as tall as your dad?

‘What if I grow up scary like that uncle?’

Monami said she had met Satan in a dream, so she knew what he looked like.

There are many dragons living in the universe, but unfortunately, it was Satan who actually saw the end.

Her father's lover, Ha Yu-rak, is also said to be a dragon, but she was a half-human, half-dragon.

As such, she had no choice but to associate her appearance when she was grown up only with the appearance of Satan.

“Hey… … .”

how far would it fly

Something began to creep into her Monami's mood.

Her whole body was tinged with gold, and her pupils relaxed and turned towards her somewhere.

The headquarters of the Ravenox Church boasts the best defense in the universe.

Noise and energy isolation were also excellent, to the point that no one would know what was going on outside unless you were a manager.

That is why Monami, who is sensitive to her senses, has not felt the immense power she felt outside until now.

But she couldn't suppress that instinct.

“… … dad."

The child flapped her wings again towards where she felt the power of her father.

Not knowing that golden particles covered her hallway.

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