The Swordsman of the Gods

110. The Black God Control Proceeded Into the Soul God Body?

“Master is home.”

Yongchun opened the door and entered the inn. As usual, Kuraki always welcomed him. Yongchun only went out for a while. And there was still a sense of awkwardness in his little heart.

“Yes, Kuraki. Then did God Soul re-awaken?” The thing he asked the first time, was directly related to the matter that seemed to be confusing to the God Body Owners.

“Master God Soul is still lying down. Should I wake her up?” ask Kuraki.

“No need. You even bother him later.” Yongchun then walked towards the room of God Soul.

While bowing his head he said, “Good. I understand.”

After Kuraki left. Yongchun stopped stepping, because there was a God Hand approaching him and it seemed like he was also going to talk to Yongchun.

At the same time, the current God Soul had awakened. With cold sweat flowing all over his body, the God Soul crawled up and grabbed the window.

“Uh, it hurts and is hot. Was my arrival here in vain? I want to heal my dying brother. But it is I who am dying now.”

God Soul was disappointed. Coming here is not the right way so that the burden on his body is getting heavier.

He then opened the window curtain. But such a window does not fit for him to be able to get out of the room secretly.

“It seems like I don't want to have to use that perverted power,” said God Soul.

PRANGS! THE DUAR!

The rumbling sound, broken glass and the not-so-large explosion distracted Yongchun and Romusha.

“His voice is indoors him!”

Soon Yongchun opened the door in a hurry. And only found a hole in the wall without any God Soul inside.

“Hm, considering the lives that are no longer helped. About what will he do?” God Hand Romusha wondered.

“What do you mean? You let him die?”

While God Soul took pains to escape from that inn. With a limped step, the God Soul headed to a cave located in the area.

“Already expected, I was forcing myself too much. Mainly using this power, I don't know how much longer I can survive,” muttered God Soul as he stared at his trembling palms.

On the night of the bright moon. Yongchun single-handedly chased after the trail of the Soul God. It leads to the street where the historic cave of the black god is located. Yongchun's premonition started to feel uneasy as he started to get closer to it.

But his steps stopped as soon as he found someone else pecking at the neck of the God Soul who was then unconscious.

“You, God Ear? The man with the strange language,” called Yongchun while slowly approaching there.

They were both in the mouth of the cave. Yongchun's goosebumps add, especially the noise from insects heard from the bush.

“You're really disrespectful, yeah. Though I came to help your friend,” said God Ear while carrying God Soul onto his shoulders.

“Does that not matter? I mean God Soul is being unnatural at the moment. I thought being left would make him a lot calmer than being knocked unconscious. And again I am not his friend,” replied Yongchun while rubbing the nape of his shivering neck.

“Hey, do not draw conclusions before you fully understand the situation that has happened.”

“What do you mean?” yongchun asked not to understand.

“Of course I mean is, you must be thinking that God Soul's life is soon. Right?” thought God Ear while frowning an annoyed sign.

Bruk!

But if you recall, then what God Ear said to him is true. Because Yongchun thought that the life of God Soul was soon.

“But I thought so because I saw it with these eyes,” Yongchun said as he groped his eyes.

And what Yongchun had just said, he actually saw it with his own eyes. More precisely looking with the Eye of God, eyes are translucent and can understand the rest of human life through the aura they have as well as something in their bodies.

After the departure of God Ear and let Yongchun with God Soul near the cave. The wind that was blowing strongly from the east once again he felt, and the body of the God Soul seemed to be wriggling.

Even in the dark, Yongchun could still see it. The God Soul had awakened again but there was something strange about it.

“Hm, what is this? God Soul was unconscious but his body was moving?” Yongchun wondered, as he stepped back and walked away a little.

Clack!

Yongchun firmly grasped the handle of the sword and prepared to pull it if something happened later.

“Hey, you! Soul God! Are you awake?”

Free Yongchun called out to him a few times even God Soul did not reply. God Soul only got up and looked at him with a blank look.

“Don't say ka—”

Kreeett!

God Soul strangled Yongchun's neck and raised his body upwards firmly. Yongchun struggled as he tried to pull the sword from its sheath.

“She was completely unconscious, what really happened?!” inner Yongchun.

A slash!

Without any hesitation, Yongchun swung the sword and managed to scratch the hand of the God Soul so as to release his strangulation on Yongchun's neck.

After his grip weakened as blood continued to pour out, Yongchun jumped back and shook his sword to clear his blood.

“Hey you! Who are you to control God Soul's body?!” peekit Yongchun's.

God Soul then grinned faintly. Then he laughed loudly, and sounded a little roaring as he laughed loudly like that.

“Eh, so this body will be my container when I get up later?” he said as he stared at the entire unique body of God Soul.

“What is it you, Black God?” Then Yongchun called out to him, and thought that the one before him right now was the Black God.

Moreover, the aura emanating on the body of the God Soul was truly terrifying. It spread wide until it touched the sky above. Most likely the God Body Owners had already sensed it as well.

And also many people who have abundant inner strength and sensitivity.

The Black God. Not according to what he thinks. Yongchun originally thought that the Black God was a god figure who performed an action that should not be done by him.

But now, this Black God was waiting for the resurrection as if he was about to do something more than before. Some kind of revenge.

Trang!

An incredibly fast movement. It may even be faster than light. Luckily Yongchun was already on standby with a sword in front of his body. Because the power of the Black God indirectly formed a sharp sword, making it difficult to see.

“Hekh! You, yeah! The Black God?” yongchun said with a trembling body.

“Ya, that's right. My eyes!”