The Swordsman of the Gods

144. Evolution I

“Oh, so that's why you killed them?”

“Because they don't believe, I'm forced to do so as not to disturb. After all, there is nothing to lose unless the island is destroyed.”

Sigar thought that Yongchun's mind took it too lightly, but it is a fact with historical evidence past God Ear who has revealed other things that have been known by the old God Ear.

“No sense!”

The shat!

Sigar attacked Yongchun. He was afraid to believe because it meant he would die as a noble sacrifice. Because Sigar did not want to die.

Yongchun wouldn't have done that either if it wasn't for the Black God. He again raises the sword and deflects all Sigar's indiscriminate attacks.

Sigar's shout was so loud, he screamed not because it was beyond spirit but was overwhelmed by fear and anger.

“Thinking faster!”

When Sigar mentioned that, the two fell silent. Especially Sigar who was shocked, he now hesitated and asked why he could not use the power of gods.

“Are you stupid?”

Zraash!

Sabetan circular sword glimpsed bluish flames appeared in his sabet. Cutting off Sigar's arm, blood spurted out incoherently. Sigar again shouted loudly, he endured the excruciatingly terrible pain.

“Br*ngs*k you! God's Eye!”

He growled in annoyance. The anger was so clear with the wind hit Yongchun's body that he was pushed back and hit a small tree.

“Tomorrow. Uh, my spine's broken and now it's broken again? Basic, why are there so many trees here?” gerutu Yongchun's.

Yongchun rose from there. He darted as fast as he could, then launched an attack with a sword blade. It flattened and formed a semicircle with flames blaring out in the night.

The fog was split like paper, missing and showing the position of Sigar who was staring intently at him.

“Cih!”

Something inside her body was shaking too, no, maybe she was having a lot of fun. This black god figure responded to Sigar's unnatural behavior. This was different when Yongchun fought the other God Body Owners. Really making the heart beat fast, Yongchun tightened his jaw and showed a cynical smile.

“Sigar!!” yongchun shouted while making a large enough shadow sword. In the process, Sigar's figure turned into that of Yongchun's self two days ago.

“Stop! Don't call my name!”

Yongchun took advantage of this opportunity and the right timing, he had Sigar taken over control of his consciousness by the Black God.

“If I could I want to kill everything!”

That night was quiet enough. Don't you think something's weird? Many residents around them but no one saw the situation outside as if indifferent but basically it was wrong. Because, they were in his world of Black Gods.

Where he can change his day and night. The Black God would not let go of this opportunity to control Sigar any easier, but unfortunately Sigar's body was slashed just after the Black God had fully penetrated into the body of the Black God.

Two horns, sharp fangs. A body drenched in blood as well as consciousness slowly disappeared.

Swuush up!

Yongchun swung his weapon down, the wind was made to make the fog disappear from the darkness of the night. The night moon suddenly appeared, then blood flowed out from all the wounds suffered by Yongchun.

Sigar's body fell down along with Yongchun who was limp instantly. His breathing was heavy, trying to get up, but the black scratches that suddenly appeared on his arm seemed to hold him back.

“It turns out to be a failure again,” said Yongchun frowning.

***

Set in the residence of Amiya, a young woman who lives alone, but now no longer because there is a woman named Nia with the son of his first wife, Relia.

At that time Nia woke up because she heard a strange sound from outside, but there was no chaos out there that made Nia confused. Nia let out a long sigh, then gently patted the back of her awakened little son.

“Your father doesn't care about you at all. How selfish. I hope you will be given a good nickname. What yes?”

Something was also bothering the son, the son woke up but in a calm state. Not crying though, he was really very calm with open eyes and a satisfied smile. Nia felt something from her son's body.

“Moon eclipse, night. The moon is black huh?” nia looked up from the window. He peered to see the color of the sky and the moon in black with white wrapped around it.

It is beautiful, but also deadly because it can make it blind.

“Sleep, sleep. Don't make me stay up,” grumbled Nia softly while closing her eyes.

The boy kept his eyes open until Nia fell asleep, the boy looked like he was aware of someone's existence.

“Uh?”

He turned to the window, the gap slightly opened and found a man who then smiled faintly at him.

“Looks like you're okay. Thank goodness.”

The man then left, it was Yongchun. It seems that the night after the fight, Sigar's body was still intact. Sigar died horribly, half the inside of his body was destroyed by the Black God who was about to control Sigar's body.

Yongchun returned to the place, for some time he stared at Sigar's corpse. Then he finally went from there and went back to the inn.

Yoke! Yoke!

His intentions are so but it seems that he can't. Although indirectly, the man in front of there was seen blocking the Yongchun road.

The only remaining owner of the body of the god, which is recognized only Sigar only. Now, one of the owners of the god body that could even be called the former appeared. Bon or by his real name Khaleed.

“I'm not after you Bon. Even though only half of that power is enough for me,” Yongchun said as he raised his palm forward towards him.

“What are you talking about? I'm not here as part of you or you. Rather than as Bon, the one who will kill you,” Bon faced him, his sharp nosediving gaze as if penetrating Yongchun.

“Oh, so? But it seems impossible!”

“Be quiet!”

ZRRRUUUNGG!

One word came out of his mouth, and Yongchun was immediately shuddering. Do not open your mouth to reply to his words, even moving a finger was difficult to ask for forgiveness.

“While half my strength was taken when I fought him back then. Moreover, his god power should be difficult to use especially when the rest of the black god was still on his body. He should have been in pain, ” Inner Yongchun stared at Bon from toe to toe.

Yongchun was not made to move, it felt like it was petrified, longitudinally stiff. He could only think in his mind, which then brought out the power of the Black god that was part of the hand. Romusha's hand was now on Yongchun's body.