Childhood Friend of the Zenith – 417 (Part 2)



417 (Part 2)

Even the youngest recorded was five years old. At most they were ten.

Is it true that such children perished due to the ambitions of Tang Bi-seong?

That was something I couldn’t comprehend.

The person before me Dang Deok was a victim of such experiments.

Moreover I recalled the part written at the end of the thousands of pages of logs.

In a situation where it was natural for everyone to die there was only one entity that succeeded in mixing with the blood of a demonic beast.

By my common sense it was absurd.

How could a human survive after being injected with the blood of a demonic beast? It was hard to believe.

The records clearly stated that.

Blood fusion successful.

Increased skin toughness and a significant boost in strength… It was roughly written like that.

I don’t know what method was used but Tang Bi-seong’s experiment was a success.

If the records were to be believed he must have obtained a body close to the Heavenly Martial Body he desired.

Yet at the end it was noted that this subject was a failure.

After conducting over a thousand experiments how could they label this situation as a failure?

The reason was none other than.

‘The sub-title of poison resistance.’

That was the meaning of this experiment.

Tang Bi-seong wished for the world’s best under the name of the Tang Clan.

What he valued above all was not just the body but whether one could learn poison techniques or not.

In that regard this subject was indeed a failure.

It was concluded that he could not develop resistance to poison techniques.

It was puzzling how such an excellent body could yield such results.

But that was the reality and thus Tang Bi-seong recorded it as a failure.

Of course the body was excellent so he continued to conduct numerous experiments to create poison resistance.

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But all the results were failures.

The records of Tang Bi-seong stated that this subject was ultimately eliminated.

Yet I was certain.

The protagonist of the experiments I had just mentioned was none other than the Dang Deok before me.

‘Even the name written in the records was Dang Deok.’

There were not just one or two Dang Deoks and I hadn’t reviewed all the records but it was something one could discern just by looking at the characteristics.

The name was Dang Deok.

The owner of an absurd strength and a body closest to being indestructible.

A body that could not develop poison resistance.

Anger towards the Tang Clan.

Just from this one could grasp the situation.

“A failed experiment that could not become a Heavenly Martial Body. That’s you isn’t it?”

“…You… what the hell are you?”

“What am I?”

I pondered for a moment at Dang Deok’s question.

My identity…

What should I say? Why was I even contemplating this?

Then without realizing it I muttered a word that came to mind.

“Heavenly Demon.”

“…What?”

“Oh just ignore that. It was just a word that suddenly came to me.”

I didn’t know why the thought of Heavenly Demon crossed my mind. I couldn’t understand it.

It was a word I had blurted out unconsciously yet for some reason Dang Deok slightly nodded.

“A demon sent by heaven… Truly fitting words.”

“This bastard…?”

I couldn’t fathom why he was speaking to me like that.

Suddenly irritation surged but I had to suppress my emotions for the time being.

Creak.

Dang Deok was rising while gripping his spear tightly.

“Moreover… I realized you are connected to the Poison King.”

“…”

That wasn’t exactly the case. I didn’t bother to deny it.

Even if I denied it here it didn’t seem like it would get through to him.

And.

‘Even if it doesn’t get through it doesn’t matter.’

What was important here was not that.

Dang Deok stood up and aimed the spear at me.

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“You will die by my hand here.”

Even while struggling with demonic qi my spirit did not wane.

In my previous life I had felt this way even when my own eyeball was plucked out by my hand.

“The descendant of that damned old man the Poison King will also die by my hand.”

The anger towards the Tang Clan was palpable.

It was only natural; if I had suffered such a fate I might have lived for revenge as well.

Let alone the bandits gathered under him.

‘Are they all people filled with anger towards the Tang Clan?’

Though they wore the guise of bandits their essence was that of vengeful spirits gathered for revenge.

I didn’t know whether they were victims of the experiments or not.

I had no interest in that.

I didn’t think the Tang Clan had done anything good.

It was a terrible deed deserving of condemnation and revenge.

‘I don’t care.’

Unfortunately I had little interest in that matter. Nor in the anger Dang Deok expressed.

I understood the desire for revenge but.

‘It’s not important to me.’

Colorlessly I had something more important than that.

Even if it seemed cruel. Or felt selfish and ugly.

It didn’t matter.

I just had to protect what I needed to protect.

Dang Deok was merely a pawn for that purpose.

Just as I was thinking this Dang Deok continued speaking.

“By the way the Poison King’s daughter is said to be there too?”

I frowned at the mention of Dang So-yeol that slipped from Dang Deok’s mouth.

“She will also be in my hands…”

“Hey.”

When I called out to Dang Deok he looked at me with a strange expression for a moment.

“That’s enough.”

“What?”

“I need to keep you alive to use you…”

I forcibly suppressed the emotions boiling within me.

I felt like I wanted to step forward and snap his neck at any moment.

But I had to endure.

“If you say anything more I will have to kill you. Shut your mouth and do what you need to do. Will you fight or not?”

“…”

Ha…

At my words Dang Deok let out a short sigh and tightened his grip on the spear gradually spreading his fighting spirit.

With demonic qi infused this much fighting spirit…

For some reason it felt like the demonic qi I had infused into him was not properly manifesting.

Could it be.

‘Is the blood of the demonic beast within him the problem?’

That might be the case. Demonic qi is the energy possessed by the Heavenly Demon but before that.

Since it is also the energy contained in the demonic beast’s magic stone perhaps there is resistance to demonic qi in that blood.

Then would fighting against Dang Deok who had not been properly consumed by demonic qi be somewhat difficult?

I quietly observed him and reached a conclusion in my mind.

‘I’ll find out if I try.’

If I don’t try I won’t know.

That was my conclusion.

In this life there haven’t been many battles against martial artists who have reached the transformation stage.

At most it was with the Black Dragon Sword and the White Thousand Sword Master. Or my father.

That was about it.

Compared to that fighting him felt somewhat comfortable.

Coincidentally I wanted to properly fight right after reaching the transformation stage.

‘It doesn’t matter if I kill him.’

Just this one statement was quite helpful.

Of course I wouldn’t kill him since I needed to use him but there was no burden in saying that.

“This time I won’t touch your eyes.”

“….?”

Dang Deok made a puzzled expression at my words.

“Just. Your eyes looked a bit tempting.”

“…This bastard really.”

Thinking it was a provocation Dang Deok immediately lunged at me with his heavy body and I raised the corners of my mouth while simultaneously drawing up my demonic qi.

In an instant demonic qi surged within my heart.

Thud thud thud-!

I felt the strength rising throughout my body and released my energy.

I first thought of.

‘Black Heaven.’

I erased the stars in the sky.