The Return of the Yaksha

The man who had been screaming like mad until moments ago felt dazed.

An unidentified man had appeared at the absolute worst moment of his life, when he had nothing left but despair.

He still did not know why the man's appearance made him feel relieved.

“Wh-who are you?”

“I have come to help you.”

Yeo Un-hwi flashed him a crooked smile.

Then he slowly turned his head and surveyed the ruined village.

Fortunately, none of the few villagers had died yet.

But their condition was beyond description.

Old or young, child or adult, woman or man, every one of them had been hacked all over with a blade...