The Crazy Villain Regains His Sanity Chapter 292

Episode 292 Choi

Jun-ho’s ntal world.

There, Heungjong’s eyes rolled back when he saw Choi Jun-ho’s behavior.

“That crazy bastard! “It’s a body I’m going to use, but it’s just running around!”

Hematology could not understand who was calling whom he was crazy.

He is a crazy guy who set out to eliminate Shinsoo because he didn’t like him in the first place. And when he was outnumbered in the battle, he threw himself into the situation to seize the opportunity, even if it ant risking his own body being crushed.

If he hadn’t used his full power to activate super regeneration, his limbs would have lted and disappeared without a trace. The guy without arms and legs must have died after being toyed with by the Thunderbird.

If this isn’t a crazy person, who on earth is a crazy person?

“I was the one bitten. “That crazy bastard.”

The problem was that the mont he died, he would die as well, so Hematology had no choice but to cooperate with all his might.

I still wonder why this guy calls himself crazy.

I was born based on that guy’s personality, and even when I was going on a blood-crazy rampage, I never once thought I had surpassed him.

The reason I felt it was real was because I succeeded in capturing the Thunderbird.

I couldn’t believe I expected my limbs to be intact and asked.

Hematoma was so dumbfounded that he couldn’t hold back his laughter.

“Anyway, I caught it. Asking was a developnt beyond imagination.”

It was the most threatening weapon at this mont. Each tooth is filled with force, and the refining that strengthens it is at its peak. And it succeeded in digging into the wings of the thunderbird.

It was a blow to a guy who was pretending to be noble.

As he was splitting the thread, he discovered three egos heading towards him. They brag about their ability, but in the eyes of the hematologist, their productivity is nothing more than shit.

I quickly turned my head to look away, but I didn’t just ignore his teasing.

“What you looking at! work! “Slaves!”

Egos that move wildly. Choi Jun-ho seed to be letting the guy loose quite a bit, but Hematology had no intention of doing so.

“If you’re not productive, make up for it with working hours! Don’t even think about playing! “If you don’t have the skills, use your body!”

An ordinary human would probably not have been able to endure it and would have died.

However, as they were proud of themselves as an elite gift, they acknowledged their physical strength. No matter how much you fry it, it will not die.

This is the only advantage.

“Move quickly! “At least do your part.”

You have to use these guys well and make them useful so that you can use them when you take over. Stupid Choi Jun-ho may think he is working for himself, but everything was an investnt for the future.

A deep smile appeared on the lips of the hematologist who was squeezing out the gifts.

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The taste I felt as I bit into the wings of the thunderbird was similar to raw chicken. Next to the fishy blood, the sensation of chewing raw chicken was vividly conveyed through my teeth and tongue.

No matter how much they boast that they are divine beasts and that they are close to gods, they are still creatures made of blood and flesh. If the body is hit, it will get hurt, and since it is the body, it is inevitable that it will get hurt.

The proof of that is the blood and flesh of the thunderbird that enters my mouth.

Grrrr!

The Thunderbird, which had been relaxed until then, began to struggle and scream for the first ti.

I held him tightly with my recovered limbs, raised the force on my teeth to the maximum, and dug deeper.

Because I had such a brilliant escape history when I was a hematologist, I chewed raw at as well as monster at that had not had its toxins removed.

Eating it like this makes the thunderbird flesh taste good in its own way.

“….”

Because the blood was not from the heart, all kinds of dizzying information flooded into my head. The headache actually helped co to my senses from the aftereffects of the high-speed flight.

But I couldn’t help but feel tired. I was confident that I would not get tired even after fighting for three days and nights, but the amount of force consud through super regeneration as the Thunderbird led a war of attrition was too much.

In particular, since I had suffered a serious injury in order to approach like this, a trendous amount of force was consud to recover.

Still, the opportunity I seized was clear.

I drank all the blood flowing down my throat and used the heart I received from Yongyong to restore my strength.

The Thunderbird reacted as it watched the force fill up.

[What kind of trick did you do…]

Did you co to your senses? Even if you ask him to speak, there is no reason to answer. As it sucked the Thunderbird’s blood, it left deeper wounds.

The area where I hit was gradually getting closer to the body.

I want to expand it like this and rip off the side of the neck, but I guess that would be difficult, right?

Wow!

As expected, my intention was imdiately apparent.

The thunderbird scread once again and twisted its body, but it wasn’t enough to shake off.

Although it failed to reach the neck it was aiming for, it succeeded in widening the wound by struggling.

Everything is as expected. The thunderbird didn’t expect to stick to it in such a ssy way. I managed to sneak through that gap and inflict a fatal wound on the guy.

As the original level increases, the confrontation process becos clearer. Since each player is able to gauge each other’s level, there are not many clashes, and the mont the calculations go wrong, the ga is imdiately decided.

Considering physical ability and natural power, the Thunderbird was ahead of . His fighting style, with its human cunning, reminded of a future in which I had no choice but to lose.

There was a high probability that it was Thunderbird’s intention to force to compromise. I may have wanted to make them feel hopeless and lose their will to fight, but I thought differently.

If you don’t gain the upper hand in the right way, it will drag you into a muddy fight.

Have you ever experienced being dragged down to the bottom as a new beast?

I was sure it would never happen.

It is difficult to bring an opponent up in a noble way, but it is not difficult to bring him down in an ugly way.

I seized the one opportunity that ca my way and succeeded in fatally wounding the Thunderbird.

I didn’t originally learn slting for this purpose.

[You…!]

Is it because he is a divine beast? Blood tastes good too.

It feels like your grip strength is lower than when you first started, but when the opportunity cos, you have to bite it hard enough so that it doesn’t look like a ss.

Grrrr!

In the end, the thunderbird shook its body violently and flew at high speed, so I couldn’t hold on any longer and had no choice but to fall.

Still, there was an effect of persistent persistence. The body of the thunderbird, which was quickly flying into the sky, tilted once.

[You should not give ti. Because his recovery will be much better than yours.]

“I know.”

It was a task to confirm the extent of the real damage. And since we have confird that there is a hit, we need to give it a bigger impact.

I approached the thunderbird with much more lively movents than before. After recovering my strength with the gift Yongyong gave , my physical condition improved.

On the other hand, Thunderbird does not have an auxiliary battery like . Of course, their resilience will be far greater than mine, but you just have to give them the opportunity to do so.

As he spread his wings wide, a storm swirled once again and lightning struck.

However, ‘high-speed flight’, which felt the most difficult, was not cast.

After all, you can’t use it while injured.

[Are you really going to bite again?]

Watch the situation.

As I regained my strength, my limbs seed to have recovered as well, so I was able to perform normal battles.

I approached while avoiding the storm and lightning. It was ti for the thunderbird to turn its body in the opposite direction to cover the injured area.

“…!”

Suddenly, huge wings attacked . A part of the body has been changed. It was a very sudden change. This is unavoidable.

puck!

I stretched out my hand as I was pushed back by the wing slap. My whole body was throbbing, but there was no reason to miss the target that had beco so big.

In an instant, the thunderbird, whose wings had been punctured by hundreds of force bullets, twisted its body and reduced the size of its wings. I too balanced in the air and approached again.

From his point of view, he would be in a difficult situation.

Even if you try to use a part of your body to push away, if you grow huge, you will beco a target, but if you keep your current size, if you get injured, the damage will be that much bigger.

I was planning on using high-speed flight to overwhelm , but things in this world don’t always go as planned.

These noble guys show their greatest weakness when they rush to die together.

Although its power was certainly great, as shown by the information provided by the U.S. governnt and the information provided by the party’s intelligence officers, the Thunderbird was relatively not very tenacious.

Even so, I was still holding on despite being beaten several tis.

If it were a human being, it would probably have been turned into porridge right away.

It is absurd to put divine beasts on the sa level as humans.

As I approached at high speed, the hematologist who was watching added a word.

[I guess the biting I did earlier was quite effective?]

I was in a state of confusion, but it wasn’t until I heard Hematoma’s words that it beca clear.

The thunderbird was extrely wary of approaching, as it had been bitten and suffered serious wounds while allowing to approach earlier.

An example of this was the non-stop storm and lightning. The reason it’s stronger than the first ti is because it’s giving it its all, and it probably knows that it’ll be a hassle if I approach it.

[No matter how divine you are, you probably don’t want to be bitten by a mad dog. Kukkk!]

You’re crazy and smile. To be honest, it was so ugly that I wanted to say sothing, but right now, all my attention was focused on the Thunderbird.

There is no chance to catch him other than now. Since he ntioned his family while saying he was going to drag in, I need to catch him right now.

Little by little, the distance between and the Thunderbird was getting closer.

[This is why young ladies are not allowed.]

Even if the wound was opened, it wouldn’t have been a problem if high-speed flight had been used.

Instead, you have to accept that your wounds will beco more serious. But there is no way Nauri, the noble Shinsoo, would take that. The thunderbird tried to react late, but it had already reached the front.

Squeeze!

The guy wrapped his whole body in lightning to prevent from touching it. I didn’t care and grabbed his wings. It was as if the electric current flowing through my hand was arousing my entire body’s senses, causing all the hair on my body to stand on end.

[Crazy bastard! Hold that?]

The hematoma was screaming, but I was busy dealing with the thunderbird’s thunderbolt. I was hit by a missile while running away when I had a hematoma, but it was about this much. Just think that you are experiencing a million volts like sothing out of a cartoon.

[A million volts would just burn to death.]

I had similar thoughts.

As I held on, he imdiately used the next move. The high-speed flight, which had not been used until the end, was cast with hanging.

I endured the high-speed flight in shock as if my limbs were disintegrating one by one.

In fact, it was more bearable than the first ti.

Have you gotten used to it?

[No, the speed has slowed down.]

It’s not because I held on well, is it?

[If you put it that way, it’s because and the guys below have had a hard ti! What did you do?]

The hematoma guy didn’t seem to know how great an achievent it was to inflict this much damage on the Thunderbird.

No, maybe they are ignoring it on purpose. Because he was such a crappy guy to begin with.

At so point, the thunderbird stopped flying at high speed. The speed at which his wounds opened was faster than when I was hit.

Here, I took out the gift ‘Control’ that I had been hiding throughout the match.

This, which could not have any effect on the divine beast’s majestic force, succeeded in stabbing the Thunderbird precisely at an unexpected timing when it was weakened.

Although it was only for a mont, the movent of the thunderbird stopped and it beca disard.

I stretched out my arm without missing the opportunity. Compared to the fact that it had been disassembled one by one and had difficulty in even super-regeneration, the arm was in perfect shape.

His eyes t mine.

“Gotcha.”

Finally, I grabbed the thunderbird’s neck and smiled brightly, giving strength to my hands.

Quad deud deuk!