Episode 249. Birth of Enma (9)
‘hmm?!’
Ma Dong-pil frowned.
‘what?’
A sensation that is difficult to feel even for the most experienced masters.
‘The young master’s Magi?’
subtly, subtly.
The demonic energy of Xiliang, which had penetrated the bodies of the bandits of the Habaek Waterfall, was slowly leaking out.
It was a movement of magic that could be felt because it was Ma Dong-pil, who had seen and felt the demonic energy of Xiliang many times.
‘suddenly?’
It was then.
“Keugh!”
Yang Yu shook her head. There was a soft glow in her red, bloodshot eyes. The inner heart he learned is gradually being revived.
Notable changes occurred only in Yangyu. The other bandits were immersed in their own tasks, unaware that the demonic energy was escaping.
‘Was the author’s skills so outstanding?’
Confused, Ma Dong-pil approached Yang-yu.
“Ugh! What, what?”
Yangyu, who had regained consciousness, looked around with weak eyes.
The Kangryongseon cuts through the water faster than ever before. His own men were driving the boat as best they could.
The place where Kang Ryong-seon was heading was Uichang.
“this!”
sereung.
Yang Yu’s face suddenly turned pale.
The blade of the sword, dyed in ink, was placed on her shoulder. Because not a single point of life is revealed, the magic sword’s unique anticipation stands out.
It seemed that if I moved even one finger, my neck would be blown off.
“quiet.”
Ma Dong-pil’s eyes sank deeply.
“I don’t want to make a fuss with useless quarrels.
I assure you, the moment you shout, my sword will turn a valiant bandit leader into a reminiscence of the past.”
Yang Yu’s lips twitched. It was enough to know that there was sincerity in his blunt voice.
Ma Dong-pil continued.
“Anyway, something happened. Jangbu said that it is a law to know when to be proud and when not to.
Let us not doom everyone to misfortune with needless hostility.”
“… … good.”
Yangyu swallowed saliva and asked in a calm tone.
“Let’s ask one question.”
“… … .”
“What are you all about?”
“I understand that there is no provision in the contract to clarify our identity.”
“But I need to know. The one who looks like you, no, your boss, must be… … .”
Yang Yu’s body trembled.
“Obviously, he smoked magi.”
“… … .”
“Are you from the Heavenly Demonic Church?”
“Don’t tell me too much.”
Yang Yu’s pale complexion turned black. Ma Dong-pil’s words proved that they belonged to the Heavenly Demon Church.
‘Unbelievable.’
Gangho’s worst organization that hasn’t appeared in public for over 30 years.
The devil’s organization, which is said to have no comparable organization in Moorim’s history, finally opened the gates of hell and appeared in midfield. Yang Yu could not even imagine what they would do in the future.
It was then.
“Mmm.”
Ma Dong-pil frowned.
“Why?”
“… … .”
“Sheep chaeju?”
shiver.
A cold sweat formed on the nape of Yangyu’s neck.
At first glance, it looked unusual. It was never uncommon for a master of this caliber to suddenly sweat.
‘why… … ?’
Ma Dong-pil looked at the back of Yang-yu’s head with puzzled eyes.
In an instant, he felt an unusual shift in energy.
‘… … !!’
Swoop.
The demonic energy of the West Liang accumulated in Yang Yu’s body.
Little by little, that demonic energy permeated the sword of the King of Darkness.
But it didn’t end there. As almost all of the demonic spirits entered the Mukwangsword, the Mukwangsword was absorbing even Yang Yu’s own history.
Surprised, Ma Dong-pil retrieved the sword.
“Cool!”
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Yang Yuga coughed and knelt down. Looking at his trembling body, it seemed that not only his inner strength was damaged, but also the expedition leader.
‘Why all of a sudden?!’
Ma Dong-pil looked down at the Mukwang Sword.
The Mukwangsword that went into the sword was trembling. The subtle beats that I hadn’t felt before because they were too secret, now I could feel them clearly.
There was a soft golden light in Ma Dong-pil’s eyes.
Ma Dong-pil secretly opens the magic gong and opens the magic eye.
‘this… … !’
It’s not just sheep’s milk.
The bandits who were invaded by Xiliang’s demonic energy wondered why all of them’ demonic energy was escaping, but the answer was the Mukwang Sword.
Traces of demons hovering above the ship.
That intangible trace proved that the demon was moving toward the sword of the King of Mu.
Despite the fact that the sword of the King of Mu was inserted into the armor, it was permeating extremely slowly, but surely.
Why? I thought it shouldn’t be like this.
Ma Dong-pil gave strength to his hand.
Woo woo woo.
The King’s Sword trembled.
As the inflow of demonic energy was blocked with the Geumgang Yachamagi, the trembling of the Mukwangsword grew bigger and bigger. It was as if he was having a heartache.
But I couldn’t leave it like this. It was instinct, not logic.
It seemed that I shouldn’t let them suck in their demonic energy. It wasn’t a problem for them to come to their senses, it was just ominous and uneasy.
Then, a voice was heard.
“Leave it.”
Ma Dong-pil, startled, looked back.
Seo Liang was walking from the stern.
“Chief of the escort!”
His voice was unusually high.
Yeo Sang-rin and Aeng-hwa, who were sleeping on one side, were surprised and jumped up.
“uh? Are you here?”
“Ho, Captain of the escort!”
Xu Liang clicked his tongue.
“Why are you making such a fuss? sleep more.”
Ma Dong-pil hurriedly approached him.
“Are you okay?”
“Does it not look good to your eyes?”
“Well, that’s not it.”
Seo Liang smiled.
“Stop mending and relax your hands. The sword is hurting.”
Ma Dong-pil looked down at the Mukwang Sword. The sword of the King of Darkness held in his left hand was still vibrating.
“Is that okay?”
“What else can I do?”
“As you can see, the sword is their… … .”
“know. Leave it though. Because there is no problem.”
I don’t know why, but if Xi Liang were there, then it would be. Ma Dong-pil relaxed his hand.
Sang-rin Yeo hurriedly asked.
“How have you been?”
“What’s going on?”
“You know everything, but don’t do that.”
“Why ask when you’re anticipating the outcome too? It was buried.”
“ah… … !”
Seo Liang shook his head.
“These are great guys.”
Surprise appeared on the three faces.
“Were you that strong?”
“Isn’t it obvious? One is said to be the pinnacle of water warfare, and the other is one of the main forces of the Sangvis Castle.
With that much power, a decent number of small and medium-sized clans couldn’t even last half a day.”
“If the escort commander is strong enough… … .”
“The simple power was great, but the rich combat experience and clear sense of purpose were impressive. It’s been a long time since I’ve been hanging out with those guys.”
Yeo Sang-rin grumbled.
“You have mastered the art of elevating yourself. Then how great is the escort commander who evaporated such great power?”
“I’m always doing something.”
“Chit.”
Sangrin Yeo leaned against the railing.
“Anyway, I’m glad. They say there is no pursuer.”
“I can’t say no. I just removed the things that were in front of my eyes right now. There must have been a call to Sangvis Castle, so there is a high possibility that troops were deployed near Uichang.”
“Well, I guess so. I don’t know if a bloody battle will break out as soon as you disembark.”
Xu Liang looked back at the carriage.
“Well, it looks like you’re sleeping now.”
“I must have lost my energy.”
“I guess so.”
Their fate is being played in the hands of others. It would have been extremely exhausting.
Xi Liang approached Yang You.
Yang Yu was still breathing. Even though the captain was having such a hard time, the enemies did not look back.
To be precise, it would be appropriate to say that he was not in a state where he could care about someone.
“hey.”
“Hehehe.”
“How long do you think it will take to get to the throne?”
Yeo Sang-rin stuck her tongue out. She wanted to ask a question like that to someone who was having a hard time breathing hard.
A look of fear crept across Yang Yu’s face.
“Cool! hump, hump. It will take four, three days to go.”
“Three days… … It’s fast too.”
Xi Liang placed his hand on the back of Yang Yu’s neck.
“You’ll feel better when you wake up.”
Took.
Yang Yu closed her eyes. After a while, his breathing calmed down little by little.
Ma Dong-pil’s eyes deepened.
“I don’t know what the hell is going on.”
“Mukwangsword?”
“yes.”
“You just woke up.”
Now that I’m awake, what does this mean?
“I would have said it before. You’ll have to raise your level even more to properly handle the Mukwangsword.”
“It was.”
“The King of Swords reacted to my energy. It means that I can wake up only when I have the Magi I have.”
Ma Dong-pil’s face hardened.
Xi Liang looked at the river. Defeating enemies with tremendous speed, he came back without a break. The recovery speed of internal strength was amazing, but it was impossible not to feel fatigue.
“Then why didn’t you respond before then? The reason is simple. Because my Magi was under my control.
However, the magic that remained in their bodies was different. As time passes, Magi gets out of my control and goes on a wild rampage without a spirit master.
The Mukwang Sword sucked in the demonic spirit that had no owner.”
“ah… … .”
“In other words, the sword of the King of Mu can accept my demonic energy and regain its original form whenever I want.”
Seo Liang’s eyes turned to Ma Dong Pil.
“It means that in order for you to wield that sword, someday I will have to reach the same level.”
“… … .”
“Can you?”
Ma Dong-pil lowered his gaze to the Mukwang Sword again.
The Mukwangsword didn’t tremble any more. This is because as soon as Xiliang arrived, the demons hovering over the ship began to be under his control again.
“This sword bestowed upon me by Confucius has now become inseparable from my body.”
A smile appeared on Ma Dong-pil’s face, which was full of burden. It was a bit of a hard smile.
“You shouldn’t listen to fools who can’t even use my things properly.”
Seo Liang grinned.
“It should be. Don’t worry, you’re doing better than anyone else.”
“thank you.”
Xu Liang, who was about to say a few more words, closed his mouth. It was because I didn’t want to confuse Ma Dong-pil with useless words.
‘It’ll be soon.’
Can Dongpil Ma reach the realm of Xiliang? No, will it be possible to reach the extreme end before then?
It was unknown even in the west. But one thing was clear.
Muwanggeom, who had fallen into a deep sleep, was awakened by Xiliang’s demonic energy.
Ma Dong-pil’s level is still insufficient to become a true sword master, but the already awakened sword will not sleep for quite some time.
In other words, even if Ma Dong-pil does not reach the level of Seo-ryang, there is a good chance that the sword of King Muk will exert its power.
‘I won’t be swept away.’
Although he did not reach the ultimate level, Ma Dong-pil’s heart is trained enough to be compared to a master of the extreme level.
That strong heart will endure. The strength of the sword of the King of Mu, which is called the absolute demonic sword.
Seo Liang scratched his head.
‘Damn it, this isn’t the time for me to worry about anyone.’
He turned his head to the carriage.
On the inside floor of the wagon, in a secret storage cabinet, there is a sword wrapped in cloth covered with all sorts of amulets.
It was the best and strongest magic sword of the current generation created by Lee Cheon-sang.
“I’ll have to dig properly for three days.”
three days later.
Uichang’s dock was visible in the distance.
“Chief of the escort.”
“okay.”
Seo Liang frowned.
Behind the thirty-three sword demons who radiated bloody energy, two hundred archers were placed. It was the pride of the Hubei branch of the Iron Blood Castle, the Guigokgungdae (鬼哭弓隊).
“What would you like to do?”
“What do you do?”
grip support.
A dark flash of light rose from Xu Liang’s hand.
“I have to pierce it.”
