“What a terrible hobby that is.”0

Vator chuckled helplessly while watching Kang Jin-Ho from behind.0

Kang Jin-Ho didn't seem interested in fixing that weird hobby of his. An expert of his caliber didn't have to get soaked by the gushing and falling blood. He didn't even have to physically dodge anything either; simply unleashing his considerable aura should be enough to deflect the blood droplets.0

However, Kang Jin-Ho never did that. As if he was doing it deliberately, he always let the blood completely drench him from top to bottom.0

‘This is why the demonic cultivators can be so…’0

Vator wasn’t quite sure why Kang Jin-Ho insisted on doing this.0

Maybe Kang Jin-Ho's thirst for bloodshed remained unaffected even after he reached the True Demon realm and overcame the demonic cultivation's violent tendencies.0

Or, it could be that Kang Jin-Ho deliberately tried to look like a boogieman to stoke the flames of terror in his enemies' hearts.0

Vator wasn't sure about the former explanation. However, if the latter explanation was correct, one could say Kang Jin-Ho was getting what he wanted right this moment.0

“Hue-aaaaahk?!”0

“Urgh… Aaaaah…!”0

They were… retreating.0

The elites of Japan, rigorously handpicked for the purpose of invading South Korea, were retreating with frightened looks on their faces. They acted as if a terrifying specter had come for them!0

‘What a spectacle this is.’0

Vator tutted to himself.0

Despite how relatively cramped this deck was, there had to be at least several hundred enemies here. Obviously,...0