Chapter: 38
�K-Kuhgh! Kuugh!�
The boy, who had been suppressed by Pyo-wol, was running out of breath. If time continues to pass on, the boy will surely die. Both Pyo-wol and Yeom Iljung knew that fact.
Pyo-wol knew he was at a crossroads. If he kills the boy here, Pyo-Wol would become a murderer. He will become exactly what the creators of this place want him to be.
He thought that a moment like this would come one day, but that moment came faster than he expected.
Pyo-wol could decide to not be a murderer and not have blood on his hands.
It all depended on his choice.�
The red tint in Pyo-wol�s eyes which was only reflected by a torch if it�s nearby was visible. Seeing Pyo-wol�s eyes, Yeom Il-jung had an ominous feeling and shouted,�
�N-NO!�
However, Pyo-wol did not care and gave more strength to his arm. He could feel the struggle of the boy as he was strangled by his throat. But after a moment, the boy had his tongue stuck out as he dropped to the ground.�
He has no vital signs.
His breathing stopped, and his body temperature gradually cooled.
That was the boy�s end.
Pyo-wol did not delay his decision in becoming a murderer.
The creators of this place forced the children to make decisions, and those who did not reach their desired standards would be cut off.�
It was natural selection.�
Throng!
The boy�s body collapsed as Pyo-wol relaxed his arms.
�Y-You��
Yeom Iljung took a step back. The momentum he had when he decided to come here had long since disappeared.
�Hey, you devil-like bastard! To kill Jongha��
He himself also killed several people, yet Yeom Iljung still cursed at Pyo-wol for killing the boy.
Pyo-wol doesn�t have an excuse. He still considered himself weak.�
But actually, he was not weak. Adapting to the darkness, he was more poisonous and stronger than Yeom Iljung.�
Even Yeom Il-jung instinctively recognized that fact.
The fear that Pyo-wol had planted on him was like a fungus that continues to firmly stick in his mind.� Even if he lets him live here, Yeom Iljung will never be able to stand up to Pyo-wol again.�
The fear that Pyo-wol had planted in Yeom Iljung�s heart was terrifying to that extent. Yeom Iljung who had his two legs trembling and his face with sweat droplets flowing incessantly had proved that.�
Pyo-wol approached him.
�Sa, save me! If you spare me, I will become your subordinate. You� you will need a subordinate like me.�
�I�m sure you�ll be obedient at the beginning. But as time goes on, your fear of me might lessen, and you will do the same thing again.�
�N-No! You�re wrong! Never�� JrNovels.com
The boy, who had been suppressed by Pyo-wol, was running out of breath. If time continues to pass on, the boy will surely die. Both Pyo-wol and Yeom Iljung knew that fact.
Pyo-wol knew he was at a crossroads. If he kills the boy here, Pyo-Wol would become a murderer. He will become exactly what the creators of this place want him to be.
He thought that a moment like this would come one day, but that moment came faster than he expected.
Pyo-wol could decide to not be a murderer and not have blood on his hands.
It all depended on his choice.�
The red tint in Pyo-wol�s eyes which was only reflected by a torch if it�s nearby was visible. Seeing Pyo-wol�s eyes, Yeom Il-jung had an ominous feeling and shouted,�
�N-NO!�
However, Pyo-wol did not care and gave more strength to his arm. He could feel the struggle of the boy as he was strangled by his throat. But after a moment, the boy had his tongue stuck out as he dropped to the ground.�
He has no vital signs.
His breathing stopped, and his body temperature gradually cooled.
That was the boy�s end.
Pyo-wol did not delay his decision in becoming a murderer.
The creators of this place forced the children to make decisions, and those who did not reach their desired standards would be cut off.�
It was natural selection.�
Throng!
The boy�s body collapsed as Pyo-wol relaxed his arms.
�Y-You��
Yeom Iljung took a step back. The momentum he had when he decided to come here had long since disappeared.
�Hey, you devil-like bastard! To kill Jongha��
He himself also killed several people, yet Yeom Iljung still cursed at Pyo-wol for killing the boy.
Pyo-wol doesn�t have an excuse. He still considered himself weak.�
But actually, he was not weak. Adapting to the darkness, he was more poisonous and stronger than Yeom Iljung.�
Even Yeom Il-jung instinctively recognized that fact.
The fear that Pyo-wol had planted on him was like a fungus that continues to firmly stick in his mind.� Even if he lets him live here, Yeom Iljung will never be able to stand up to Pyo-wol again.�
The fear that Pyo-wol had planted in Yeom Iljung�s heart was terrifying to that extent. Yeom Iljung who had his two legs trembling and his face with sweat droplets flowing incessantly had proved that.�
Pyo-wol approached him.
�Sa, save me! If you spare me, I will become your subordinate. You� you will need a subordinate like me.�
�I�m sure you�ll be obedient at the beginning. But as time goes on, your fear of me might lessen, and you will do the same thing again.�
�N-No! You�re wrong! Never�� JrNovels.com
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