The Crazy Villain Regains His Sanity

Episode 101

The curse that penetrated Choi Jun-ho’s body and mind was powerful.

Any other superhuman would be caught up in the curse and fall under its influence.

However, Choi Jun-ho’s situation was different.

The mental barrier he had set up, a majestic force wall, was so thick that there was no room for the curse to penetrate.

Disgust, which even broke Tsuyoshi’s immobility, had no effect.

However, the moment the negative was activated, some of the curses succeeded in breaking down the wall.

Responsibility for Mercury was that it was impossible to strike.

Mandokbulchim was worried.

A type of curse is one that exerts a strong negative influence on the mind. It could cause serious damage to the owner’s psyche.

If you’re not careful, you may have mental problems.

It was a powerful curse that could change one’s personality.

however.

This was the point where I became increasingly worried about being alone and invincible.

[Are there any more mental problems…?]

Mandokbulchim’s diagnosis was that the owner’s mental condition was serious.

So I came to this idea.

[Isn’t it good if your personality changes due to a curse…?]

I wondered if there was anything worse.

After taking up residence in its owner’s body, it was forcibly suppressed in an attempt to restore its twisted mind, but the question of its invincible nature still remained.

The owner’s mind is strange. It is distorted from the beginning. The idea that this needs to be corrected has not changed.

But the master’s power is too strong. It’s not enough alone.

However, if you join forces with the curse, the situation changes. Wouldn’t it be good for the owner to help him return to his senses by helping the leading curse?

So, by uniting with the power of the curse, they began to move to restore the master’s spirit.

I hope the owner becomes normal.

That was the only wind that would kill all poisons.

By combining his power with the curse, he succeeded in entering the owner’s mental barrier, albeit briefly.

Just when I thought that all I had to do was correct the twisted structure, a personality that had never been revealed before emerged from beneath the surface.

A mind that is clearly twisted.

A master, but not a master.

I can clearly feel the scent of the owner, but why does it feel different?

This one, stained red like blood, was also crazy.

This spirit must be brought back to its original state.

[no. They are trying to take over the master’s body.]

Mandokbulchim, who was about to launch a counterattack, soon fell into confusion.

[···Strange.]

It was impossible to determine which was sane.

The owner’s original spirit is also distorted, and it is blatantly distorted.

···I couldn’t decide who was better.

If everything was strange, everything was strange, and if it was acceptable, both were acceptable.

perhaps.

Could it be that this twisted mind that surfaced did not go crazy, but simply changed its disposition?

So do we really need to change it?

Or should I just leave it alone?

It was a time when Mandokbulchim was in chaos and could not do anything.

-hey.

A voice echoing inside.

This is the owner’s voice.

Mandokbulchim caused strong tremors without realizing it.

How does the owner talk to me?

What do we do? Should I ignore it and stay quiet?

-I know you’re listening. You’re not answering?

Mandokbulchim finally answered with trembling.

I felt like I could see the owner’s image right in front of me.

-Let’s work?

[······!]

That is the end of the owner’s warning.

Mandokbulchim could not refuse his master’s orders.

Yes, because both are distorted anyway. Let’s return it to its original owner and look for an opportunity.

From then on, Mandokbulchim did his best to be recognized by his master, extinguishing the aftermath of the curse, and began driving out the personality that took over the body in his master’s place.

No, to be exact, it was correct to say that I helped from the side.

Even without confidence, the owner already had the ability to remove the curse.

···Could a master like this exist?

Mandokbulchim realized that his master could regain control even without his presence.

Still, I worked hard on my side.

Your loyalty has been proven, right?

-Mandeuk-ah.

The owner called in a low voice before regaining control of his body.

His name isn’t Mandeuk.

But I couldn’t complain. It was a mistake to think I could be forgiven to this extent.

-Let’s do our best, okay?

He desperately agreed, saying that he understood that Mandokbulchim would not be killed.

-I watch.

So the owner left to take back control.

Mandokbulchim was relieved.

* * *

Constantina confirmed that her curse had worked.

Even a teenage superhuman could not avoid the curse Negative, which was built with the blood and heart of a superhuman.

This gift, which temporarily unleashes all kinds of negative emotions, has the power to destroy the ego.

but.

That was a mistake.

“Ahhh······.”

Tears flowed non-stop from Constantina’s eyes as she saw the scene unfolding before her eyes.

The league’s branches were all on fire.

What unfolded before my eyes was hell.

There was nothing she could do in it.

Because Constantina’s limbs were cut off and she was lying on the floor.

All I could do was wiggle like a bug.

Before him, Cho-in, who had crossed over to Japan with him, had already had his limbs cut off by Choi Jun-ho and died from excessive bleeding.

“It’s nice to see them struggling desperately like bugs. The more you struggle, the more the floor becomes red with blood. It’s my favorite sight. The weak must be treated like this so that they realize what mistakes they have made. Of course, there is no next chance.”

Junho Choi, or Heungjong, laughed while appreciating the scenery he had unfolded. The eye glow, which exploded as if appreciating a work of art, took on a profound glow.

I got goosebumps.

How did such a crazy villain appear?

You can’t blame anyone else.

Because it was none other than himself who brought in this crazy villain.

Hematoma, who was appreciating the devastation, shifts his gaze to Constantina.

“How about you too? “I’m doing you a favor by giving you a good view.”

He giggles as if there is no need for an answer.

“······.”

This was a mockery. It is contempt for the weak.

Argos was right. This guy is a villain.

In order to change the world with their beliefs, Argos and Blackhound Hell Masters clashed with the existing order and endured the shame of being villains in order to establish a new order.

Although it is essentially a villain, it has the cause of a world where awakened people can live freely.

But interest is different.

He is a villain who appears to trample and destroy everything. The destruction was committed solely for his own pleasure.

Trampled by pure, gigantic evil, Constantina could do nothing.

Having lost all means of resistance, I had no choice but to watch the League branch disappear.

The League’s villains were torn to pieces before the hematoma’s bladestorm.

Then he frowns as if he is not satisfied.

“This gift is effective, but the taste is poor.”

You have to survive somehow. We must survive and let the truth about this interest be known.

Constantina lowered her eyes. And I adjusted my breathing to a low level.

It was a sign of complete submission to the other person. It’s to survive.

“hey.”

“yes.”

“How do you like my work of art?”

“···It’s such an overwhelming power. “I realized how reckless it was for me to try to resist someone like this.”

“okay? “You’re quite perceptive.”

“Yes, that’s right. “Please scold me for being so foolish.”

Constantina desperately tried to survive. If you wanted to lick his feet, he could lick them, and if you wanted him to bark, he would bark.

Hematoma, who was grinning, shifted his gaze to the villains he had just killed.

The reason he was so vicious was that he tried to inflict as much pain as possible on his opponents by controlling the power of the bladestorm.

As a result, the villains who were torn to pieces were reduced to rags and bled to death without even being able to die. And he ended his life due to excessive bleeding and shock.

There were more dead than alive.

Hematoma, who was watching the scene, clicked his tongue.

“It’s been a while since I came out, but it’s only this much and it’s not even entertainment. “It would have been better in front of the league headquarters.”

When he cast the bladestorm without controlling his strength, the corpse caught in the force was torn apart.

“Ahhh······!”

Konstantina was trembled. She has also killed countless people, but this was different. It seemed like he was genuinely enjoying the act of killing.

Look at the way he smiles happily, licking the blood splattered on his face with his tongue.

Hematoma’s gaze shifted to Constantina.

“You want to live?”

“Please save me.”

“I want to show you how the guy who resisted me ended up like this. “That way, you won’t be more afraid of me and avoid touching me.”

“then······.”

“I’ll save you.”

There was hope in Constantina’s eyes.

You can buy it. You have to come back alive and tell. After that, it doesn’t matter what happens to you.

When our eyes met, Hematoma rolled up the corner of his mouth.

“It’s a lie.”

“what······.”

As it was, Constantina’s neck was separated from her body. Her eyes were wide open and she could not believe she was dead until the moment she died.

“Oh, good.”

Hematoma narrowed his eyes.

The taste of blood for the first time in a long time was ecstatically sweet. The red scenery brought by the fishy scent of blood meant life, and turning dark red meant the end.

Although it was a short time, I thoroughly enjoyed it.

“Fussy. “See you next time.”

The red glow in the hematoma’s eyes gradually faded.

A brief outing after a long time.

It was ridiculously small to enjoy, but I guess it didn’t matter.

Just by imprinting his presence on Choi Jun-ho, he left a deep scar on him.

“and.”

Hematology said with a quiet laugh.

“You are crazier than me.”

With those words, the red eye light disappeared.

* * *

What unfolded before me when I came back to my senses was a cruel trial and bloodshed.

It was a terrible sight that I couldn’t bear to see with my eyes open, but I captured the scene with my own two eyes.

No matter how much I deny it, I cannot deny that it was a disaster created by my own hands.

It feels familiar. This is a scene I have seen many times in my past life.

It’s a hematoma.

“It didn’t disappear.”

I thought it might have disappeared when I returned to the past. Because the hematoma was a remnant of the past. But it turned out that it was just my wish.

As I looked down, I saw Konstantina’s dead face with her eyes wide open.

He must have been toyed with until the end and then met his end. Hematoma is that kind of guy.

A twisted ego born to become a villain. I didn’t want to face it, but it eventually showed itself.

I felt a sense of crisis that I might go crazy again.

No, this time is different. In my last life, I gave everything to him without any time to resist, but in this life, I take the lead.

The hematoma only briefly popped out after Constantina’s masterpiece of a lifetime, the curse and the deadly, poisonous, invulnerable sabotage.

The fact that I regained control meant that the situation had changed.

“I just need to educate Mandeuk properly.”

Now that we have confirmed that Mandokbulchim has an ego, we can proceed step by step.

Even though he went back and forth and briefly gave control to the hematoma, I was able to see what a great gift it was.

It was time to think about how to deal with Mandokbulchim going forward.

There was someone approaching secretly behind me.

Wedge!

I easily dodged the blade aimed at my neck and grabbed the shoulder of the guy who was running at me.

Quad deuk!

“Oops!”

The shoulders slump and a scream comes out. Seeing the guy retreating hastily, I swung Nuri mercilessly.

The guy withstood the storm of blades that stretched out like a flash, but he was caught in the force blades that repeatedly overlapped and dug in, and his limbs were cut off.

“Aaaah!”

I didn’t really intend to blow off my limbs.

This is how hematomas are handled.

Without realizing it, the hematoma must have lingered in my hand like a lingering scent.

I moved closer and tilted my head to deal with the guy who was struggling on the floor.

“I’ve seen this face somewhere before.”

I’ve never met you in person, but you look familiar? There was something that came to mind that I wondered if it had any significant meaning.

If you happen to see him in the cabinet, it’s a face that begs you to be captured alive.

A superhuman from Japan who moved to the league. I heard his second name was Hwanwol. I somehow felt that his approach was secretive.

Originally, I didn’t care whether to kill him or keep him alive, but since the hematoma had popped out and turned him into a wasteland, I decided to do him a favor.

If I kill him here, there doesn’t seem to be much difference between me and the hematoma.

Even though he has no limbs, if you take him with his life, the Japanese cabinet will pay you well, right?

It’s a pity that the arm and leg attachment potion that I requested from Lee Se-hee was not completed.

“Heal your wound.”

I took out the healing potion and poured it out.

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