Chapter: 1160

The middle-aged man’s eyes widened.

His arm, which had been pointing its finger, suddenly fell to the floor.

“My... arm? Ackkkkkkkk!”

A voice came from the inside of the black armor of the unidentified person.

There were no gaps in the armor, except for the eyes, yet the voice came out without being muffled.

“Can you at least release the one on my head?”

Ssssss!

With an unknown word, the helmet of the black armor suddenly disappeared, revealing its identity.

A young man with sharp eyes, a pure white face, and fluttering long black hair.

Seeing that, Jegal Sohi mumbled in a trembling voice.

“Lord, Lord Chun?”

The monster inside the black iron armor was the Lord of the Demonic Cult, Chun Yeowun.

The faces of the Demonic Cult’s warriors who were waiting for Chun Yeowun to respond were stiff and calm.

The most important thing for them was the safety of their Lord.

However, while they stood guard, they saw that the warriors of Yulin and the palace warriors of the North Sea Ice Palace were heading down to the underground.

The fear that their Lord, who defeated the dragon, would end up losing the core of the Dragon Turtle pissed them off.

‘Damn bastards. It is true that there is no sage in front of the treasure.’

It was just like that.

The Dragon Turtle, which brought disaster when alive, turned into a treasure that everyone coveted once it died.

To the extent that the whisperings of eternal life and the regeneration of the body turned every faithful man into a greedy bastard.

‘Lord. Please get up.’

Everyone wanted Chun Yeowun to recover quickly.

They wanted him to show his anger to those who revealed their true colors.

At this time, impatience was spreading.

Crackle!

“Oh?”

The sparks which were on Chun Yeowun’s body suddenly began to shine a lot brighter.

The cultists standing around the Lord immediately moved back a couple of steps as they didn’t want sparks to fall on them.

“The lightning is becoming stronger!”

The faces of the Six Swords who were watching it darkened.