Episode 421. Ten Heavenly Demons (1)
“omg!”
“Aww!”
Mazon Yeolhwa and Mazon Haneum looked at the sorcerers in surprise.
“What, what?”
All the magicians under his command, as well as the eight wrestlers, were lying on their knees clutching their heads. Among them, there were not a few people who frothed and rolled their eyes.
As the magicians all fell down as if they had waited, even the onlookers could not help but be taken aback. Mazon Yeolhwa and Mazon Haneum looked at each other and tilted their heads.
Gwangmazon said.
“The host’s main technique has been destroyed.”
“What do you mean?”
“You mean the headmistress defeated the princess.”
“ah!”
A look of relief settled on the faces of the Yeolhwa Mazon and the Haneum Mazon.
The madman’s eyes deepened.
‘The dependent technique was certain.’
He was a man who had as many things in his head as he had lived his life.
Although he did not know the technique in as much detail as martial arts, he had some understanding of the general vein and type.
‘That’s why it was strong.’
Techniques are largely divided into subordinate techniques and individual techniques.
Among them, subordinate art means that the head master of one school transmits the lower art to others and receives the supply of magic power.
He grows quickly because he is supplied with magic power from others, and even if he lacks understanding of magic techniques, he can use various techniques based on his powerful magic power.
In addition, when the level of the suzerain reaches a certain level or higher, it is possible to easily raise the level of the subordinates by passing on their enlightenment to the lower magicians.
But the downside is also clear.
Mental subordination is not applied until the sorcerers who have inherited the lower magic techniques reach a certain level.
Therefore, if a lower magician tries to attack a higher magician, he will be helpless.
In particular, if the master of magic loses the magic power he possesses and the magic is destroyed, as it is now, the magicians subordinate to him will also suffer a great blow.
Depending on the case, life may be lost, and in some cases, the magic will be destroyed or the magic power will be lost.
So even though they have reached a high level, they cannot move recklessly.
If you move once, everything moves, and even in battle, you don’t use your hands when an overwhelming victory isn’t expected.
This is because if one person dies, the whole school will be harmed.
‘Still, they sent the princess to the Demon Palace without any hesitation.’
Madonna smiled.
‘I believe so much in the method of annihilation magic.’
It is clear that it is an amazing technique that all those who have learned the subordination technique can be sure of.
Then, what kind of person is the teacher who broke the annihilation magic head-on?
dump! dump!
About twenty of the sorcerers fell down and could not get up. The rest of the sorcerers also seemed to be in a difficult state to lift a finger.
“One sound.”
“Tell me, Wonju.”
“Call the Heavenly Demon Army and imprison them all in prison. Tell the Dangju that we must seal the Jinki with the golden sea iron armor.”
“Ah, I heard that the head of the criminal law department is currently in the suburbs.”
“If you do, tell the top manager.”
“I understand.”
The Heavenly Demon Army, who destroyed all the secret palace’s construction methods and buildings, pointed out the demon blood and mixed blood of the fallen magicians and headed to the Criminal Law Hall.
“It is over.”
I had a lot of worries, but I’m glad it ended well. Mad Zone was deeply relieved.
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Woo woo woo.
The wind blowing refreshed the heavy air in Daejeon.
After opening the windows and doors wide and washing away the traces of the fierce battle with magic, Xu Liang sat down at the Grand Shrine.
“I need to make some repairs.”
Kongyoyo’s technique was an illusionary technique. If the opponent believes in the illusion even a little, he suffers the same damage as the real one.
In other words, it was not because of Kongyoyo that the match was messed up. Due to Seo Liang who opened Guyumagong to catch the ball song, the whole place in Daejeon was cracked and broken.
Lying on Taesa’s bed, Xu Liang shook his head inwardly.
‘It was a tough opponent.’
It cannot be said that it is correct to ask whether a master who has reached the state can not distinguish between the false and the false of a technique.
In fact, Gojukrim and Panmajeong are both true and sorcery. If it is a technique that even the Heavenly Demon cannot overcome alone, it must be considered difficult by anyone in the world.
Sorcery is such a scary study. One sorcerer who has learned martial arts for ten years can make fun of dozens of masters who have learned martial arts for decades.
If Xi Liang hadn’t mastered Guyu Magong, and hadn’t mastered Mahuang Limbo, it wouldn’t have been so easy to catch the Kongyoyo.
Whether it’s magic or martial arts, it’s one in the end, but there’s a clear difference until you reach the level of mythology.
‘There’s no need for an if. Either way, it was easy to win. Still…’
Xi Liang’s demonic eyes flashed.
‘Maybe I need to look back.’
At that time, Ma Dong-pil asked.
“Sir.”
“hmm?”
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“Are you all right?”
Seo Liang shrugged.
“You’ve seen it all? What’s not good about it, not a single effective hit hit.”
Ma Dong-pil lowered his head.
“You are so amazing.”
“Why are you doing this all of a sudden?”
“Of course, I expected the teacher to win, but I think even Mazon is a tough opponent.”
He was the one who watched the fierce battle with Kong Yo-yo from the beginning to the end behind Taesa.
Ma Dong-pil’s shock was greater than ever.
I’ve seen people who use martial arts that are close to magic, but this was the first time I’ve seen a master who uses only perfect techniques.
Now he realized Why do Murim people avoid sorcerers?
Their power is beyond common sense.
It puts pressure on opponents by realizing imaginations that are not easy to imagine with the human head.
It was so shocking that even the monks of Shaolin, who were famous for their immobility, had no choice but to suffer.
Ma Dong-pil thought that he had to avoid a fight with an opponent like that unless it was absolutely necessary.
It was because he did not want to face the moment when the martial arts he had cultivated for decades would become useless.
“Maybe it’s easier for you?”
“yes?”
“Of course, that damn bitch was learning the annihilation magic.
Just as the reigning mawanggi is not the old reigning mawanggi, it seems that the annihilation magic that that bitch uses is different from the past. It’s not just the reigning demon, it’s going to be in conflict with most demons.”
“Ah, yes.”
“But if it wasn’t for the annihilation magic, you would have been worth trying.”
“I-I mean?”
“Yes. Whatever the reason, you have a strong will and determination to transcend the level you have achieved by yourself with only your mental strength.
That mentality, in a sense, is like steel. With that level of mental strength, it won’t be difficult to deal with the sorcerer.”
“It’s too much praise.”
“It’s not an exaggeration. In addition, if you learn Guyumagong, it will be difficult to find among the magicians in the world who can gain the upper hand against you.”
“Is it because Duke Yuma is strong against magic?”
“Precisely because it is a martial art with good internal stability so as not to be swayed by the power of the law.”
Gu Yu-ma-gong was different from ordinary magic-gong from his birth.
The quality of the magic was high enough to be compared to the absolute magic of reigning mawanggi, but the foundation was the dark spirit gi (暗影气) made by collecting the secret techniques of the old school.
Amyeonggi is a martial art created by the gathering of Daoist priests, so it has strong resistance to witchcraft and magic.
Since Gu Yu-Magong is a Demonic Gong who took most of the advantages of the dark magic skill, he has no choice but to show a strong aspect in counter-spell battles.
Seo Liang added a word in a cool voice.
“You don’t have much hesitation, do you?”
“yes?”
“The Amyeonggi, which became the basis of Gu Yuma Gong, is a martial art created by collecting the old school’s Jeolhak.
Even when I was the King of Salvation, I had a lot of fun thanks to the Dark Shadow. Still, he cannot be denied that he is a true master.”
“Ah…”
“Wouldn’t it be embarrassing?”
Ma Dong-pil lowered his head.
“It doesn’t matter what the base of martial arts is, as long as it can be strong. How can I…”
“Anyway, you mean it doesn’t matter at all?”
“Yes? No, of course! Rather, I’m just sorry.”
“What is an apology?”
She stood up and brushed off her clothes.
“Let’s leave the match repairs to the kids and go straight into it.”
“Ji, are you talking now?”
“Then when are you going to learn it? ten years from now?”
“It’s not like that, but the situation is cluttered, so it’s better to organize the surroundings.”
Ma Dong-pil, who was talking, lowered his head again. It was because he seemed to have dared to presumptuously go against the teacher.
Seo Liang shook his head.
“I am not the one to clean up the mess.”
“yes?”
“From here on, it is the responsibility of the head of the school. I give only the necessary instructions, they will do the rest.”
Seo Liang smiled.
“How many things happen in this huge organization, so it makes no sense to manage them one by one.
It’s my job right now to just appoint trustworthy personnel and only do what needs to be done.”
“Oh, I see.”
“let’s go.”
Xi Liang walked to the Huizhu Huizhi corridor.
Looking at his back, Ma Dong-pil thought.
‘You’re tall.’
The present teacher has changed again from a few days ago.
Every day, every hour, it seemed to be getting bigger and more generous.
If you see that you are walking that far away and try to catch up, at some point you are walking farther away than that.
That’s why I have more trust and respect. As he became a religious leader, he passed away to a completely different world, but at the same time, he was the one who made me feel that I was living with him.
Ma Dong-pil really liked that kind of writing. He was good as a person, he was good as a religious leader.
“But, teacher.”
“why?”
“Why did you let the princess live?”
“Well? Is it pretty?”
“⋯⋯.”
“I’m kidding, man. This guy doesn’t accept a joke from ancient times. ”
“sorry.”
“Giggle.”
After erasing the smile, Xie Liang said with a rather serious face.
“It’s been a year with many uses. It’s just too wasteful to kill.”
“The word ‘used’ means… are you thinking of entrusting the work to her?”
“You’re giving me a job? I? Are you crazy? You saw him too, with all his arms and legs broken.
It’s impossible to heal unless it’s at the level of Reign Mawanggi or Kuyumagong. Even the Blood Spirit members will shake their heads.”
“What if…?”
“Isn’t that a good elixir?”
“Is it an elixir?”
“huh. It’s been quite a while since I kept my promise, so I should feel very sorry for him. That’s why I saved it as a gift. I also want to know more about the annihilation magic.”
Elixir? gift?
Ma Dong-pil was curious, but did not ask further. Anyway, since everyone had an idea, he must have been left alive.
A bloody light flashed in Xu Liang’s eyes as he entered Panmajeong.
“People should live frugally.”
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shiver.
The sight of Kongyoyo imprisoned in a dark prison was truly miserable.
The broken limbs are bizarrely twisted, and the left half of the body except for the face is completely burned. The broken jaw was also not aligned, so he was drooling.
It was tolerable that he had not died from the shock. Of course, he couldn’t raise his legal power because of his greatly shaken mental power.
In addition, since he was wearing handcuffs made of golden iron, it was impossible to operate his energy.
Kongyoyo thought.
‘Are you dying? I? So miserable?’
To die like this in a filthy prison with all broken limbs, unable to do anything?
Did one wrong choice bring me to this point? I, who was leading a splendid life at the top of a tower until half a day ago?
Crunchy!
The teeth were cut into pieces. Her jaw was broken and she couldn’t grind it properly, and her eyes glazed over in great pain, but she was furious enough to ignore it all.
“Wait and see, sir. I must have you…”
It was then.
Flash!
A pair of red eyes flashed in the corner of the prison where she was imprisoned.
Kongyoyo felt his hair stand on end.
“Who, who are you?”
“⋯⋯.”
“Who are you!”
Squeak.
The red-eyed protagonist slowly rose from his seat.
