< Episode 71 Mark (7) >
Even though it looked like writing, it wasn’t.
A line in the middle of the two teeth was a mark that penetrated vertically.
Since it did not exist in writing, it was more of a sign.
Mok Gyeong-un spent a long time looking for marks like these scars left on the body of his dead grandfather.
And the first thing I found that had a mark like this was the scar on the side of Mokindan, the leader of the Yeonmok Swordmaster.
Jangju Mokindan said that the person who left this scar was Gwigeom (鬼劍), one of the Eight Stars.
Mok Gyeong-un was confident that the fact that the ghost sword left this mark on Jang Ju must be the same person or related to the person who killed his grandfather, so Mok Gyeong-un was looking for clues about him.
But finally another trace was discovered.
It was different from before.
That’s right,
‘It’s not a scar, I carved it myself.’
This was semantically different.
That’s because the marks left on my grandfather and Yeonmok Swordmaster Jangju Mokindan were scars that were forcibly carved by someone.
However, this mark engraved on the tip of the sword was not a sign of damage.
It was nothing more than a mark to be seen.
“Off.”
Mok Gyeong-un said as he pulled back even more the hair of Geumuiwi Baekho Gyeomchang, who was suffering with his face completely split.
“You don’t know how long I’ve been looking for you.”
“Usun….Ma…..Turn it off.”
All of his teeth were broken and his pronunciation was leaky.
In fact, not only his teeth and face were cut off, but his right wrist was cut off and his left arm was cut off up to his shoulder, so it would not be surprising if he died at any moment.
-Ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-tak!
Mok Kyung-un, perhaps conscious of this condition, pressed a hemostasis point on his left shoulder.
Then the blood spurting out quickly stopped.
Of course, even if that were the case, his complexion was pale, perhaps because so much blood had already been shed, so it was extremely serious.
“Ugh.”
“I acted rough without even realizing it. It’s okay though. “It’s still hidden.”
-Purrrrr!
As he casually said something scary with a smile on his face, Gyeomchang started convulsing.
Although I could barely see because the tree thorns and splinters stuck in my eyes were red, I could clearly sense the malice in his voice.
In the midst of the pain, Gyeomchang’s mind became confused.
Who on earth is this?
He obviously reacted after seeing the mark engraved on his sword.
It is safe to say that there are very few people today who can recognize this mark…
“Oh, stop.”
At that time, someone shouted at Mok Gyeong-un.
He was none other than Sang Ik-seo, the commanding officer of the Geumuiwi Committee.
He had a very nervous look on his face, and he made his own determination and called Mok Gyeong-un.
However, Mok Kyung-un did not even turn his head as if he was not interested.
‘Tsk.’
Are you saying you don’t even care about yourself?
In response, Sang Ik-seo placed one palm toward his abdomen and spoke.
“If you try to kill him, the main office will also eliminate the spirit storage in his stomach.”
-Sigh!
Only then did Mok Kyung-un’s gaze turn to himself.
Seeing this, Sang Ikseo hoped that his gamble would work.
I attacked Gyeomchang as if it didn’t matter, but there was absolutely no way it would be okay.
The reason he came here was obviously because of the relics in his body.
Otherwise, there was no reason to come.
“You’re going to abolish Yeonggo?”
“exactly. “I don’t know what their identity is or what they really want, but you can’t deny that one of the reasons you came here was related to Marahyeon Cheonho, right?”
“So?”
“…….I didn’t tell you. Please let him go right away. And leave.”
“If you don’t leave, we will destroy Yeonggo?”
“exactly.”
Hearing his words, Mok Gyeong-un sighed and laughed.
“Do whatever you want.”
‘!?’
Sang Ikseo frowned at those words.
What kind of reaction is this?
Do whatever you want?
“Are you saying it doesn’t matter what happens to Marahyeon Cheonho?”
“yes. So do whatever you want. Instead, he threatened me, so I’m sure he will get the price.”
– Creepy!
At those words, Sang Ikseo got goosebumps all over his body.
No, he made eye contact with Mok Gyeong-un, who was looking at him with an expressionless face, and at that moment, he even had a vision of his whole body being cut to pieces.
‘Damn…’
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In an instant, Sang Ikseo’s forehead became wet with cold sweat.
I tried to at least create room for negotiation, but nothing worked.
I was wondering what to do with this,
-Sureuk!
At that moment, Mo Kyung-un’s new form disappeared before his eyes.
‘Huh? no way?’
to do,
-Ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-tak! thud!
Sang Ik-seo lost consciousness as he felt blood loss from behind.
Mok Kyung-un, who had knocked him out by taking over his blood supply, snorted and then looked towards his lying abdomen.
“Well, a promise is a promise.”
It was visible in the right eye of Mo Kyung-un, who had opened the magical power of his three eyes.
This is Yeong-go, a female loner, cowering in a corner of Sang Ik-seo’s abdomen, still as if dead.
-Sigh!
Mo Kyung-un slightly cut his index finger with anticipation.
Then, blood started to form on my fingers.
Mok Gyeong-un, who saw this, immediately pointed his blood-covered finger toward the location of Yeong-go, the female lone.
Then,
-Poof!
Soon, he inserted his finger into Sang Ik-seo’s abdomen.
Although he was unconscious, his body seemed to instinctively sense that something had entered his body, and he flinched.
Either way, Mok Kyung-un gently moved the tip of his inserted finger.
OK,
-Park!
Soon, I felt something sticking to the wound on my finger.
In line with this, Mok Kyung-un pulled out the finger that had penetrated him.
Then, I saw a strange-shaped bug writhing and clinging to the wound on my finger.
‘It’s simple.’
Mok Gyeong-un sighed and laughed while looking at the work.
People who don’t know much about loneliness worry about how to get rid of it and use drugs or find ways to eliminate it from the body.
However, surprisingly, it is possible to take it out easily if you take advantage of the nature of solitude.
It was said that solitude was attracted to a stronger poison.
As poisonous insects, poisonous plants, and numerous things related to poison were created as one, Solitude reacted quickly to new poisons.
-Jjjuk!
Mo Gyeong-un’s blood was nothing short of extremely poisonous.
Therefore, Solitude was naturally drawn to this, and even now, he was anxious not to be able to eat it.
‘What the hell is that…..’
Gyeomchang’s expression hardened as he watched this through his blurred vision.
If you pull it out too quickly, it will burst and die on its own.
But it stuck to that person’s finger and didn’t know how to let go.
How on earth did this come to be?
It was a moment when I was wondering.
At that time, Mok Kyung-un opened his mouth and immediately poured the loneliness hanging from his fingers into his mouth.
‘Huh?’
At the same time, Mokgyeongun chewed Yeonggo, a female solitude.
-Wood!
-Giggles!
He was muttering with his mouth shut, but he could hear Yeonggo crying inside.
‘!!!!!!’
Gyeomchang, who saw this, was dumbfounded.
Although they were born as a pair, Yeonggo was as vicious as the parasitic type.
But chewing and eating this chunk of poison?
Regardless of how sad it was, it was truly crazy.
‘Are you trying to commit suicide?’
Eventually, Mok-gyeong-un chewed it for a while and then swallowed it down.
Mok Gyeong-un, who ate Yeong-go, the female lone wolf, pressed a hemostasis point on the punctured abdomen of the commanding officer of the Geumuiwiwi and soon walked back to Gyeomchang.
Gyeomchang could not understand this sight.
‘Why is it okay?’
The poison of solitude was so strong that it was normal for the esophagus to melt.
But Mok Gyeong-un was perfectly fine.
I looked puzzled with a dumbfounded look on my face, but Mok Kyung-un smiled and said without any problem.
“You must be wondering why I’m fine?”
“Uh…what the hell…”
“I guess I’m fine because the poison in my body is stronger than the poison of loneliness, right?”
‘Poison in the body? Could it be…that he’s German?’
Gyeomchang couldn’t help but be shocked at those words.
As far as he knows, there are only two people in the central and outer regions who have reached the level of poisonous people.
There were only Guyangso, the head of the Paldoksaji family, located on the road leading to Seojang, and Dan Inhae, the head of the Sacheondang family, one of the seven great families.
But what if this person is German?
‘This guy is one of them?’
That was highly likely.
But Guyangso, the head of Paldoksa, was definitely not.
No, he couldn’t be here in the first place and there was no way he would interfere with their work.
That means,
‘Is it a thousand eagle tree?’
If it weren’t for him who had reached the level of a soloist, he couldn’t endure loneliness.
Gyeomchang, who was convinced that Mok Gyeong-un was Cheon Dok-su Dan In-hae, the head of the Sacheon Dang family, said in an incomprehensible tone.
“The gun that withstands the poison… so… even if… it hits… why… is that so… so strong? ( Did you eat it?) “If Yeheugo (Yeonggo)….Juggo (dies)…..the other…..of a pair…..and Gogh Dok too….”
“You seem to know surprisingly little about solitude.”
“what?”
“Solitude is not simply collecting poisonous insects and selecting only the most toxic ones. “The fact that a pair was created to influence each other in the first place also contains a kind of magical power.”
“Zuhsul?”
“If a being who overcomes all poisons and becomes a spirit loses to another poison and is eaten, what will happen to the relationship between superiors and subordinates?”
‘!?’
At those words, Gyeomchang’s scarred, red eyes shook.
It was because he understood what Mok Kyung-un had said.
‘Is that really possible?’
I understood it theoretically, but I had doubts about whether it was actually possible.
If Younggo was eaten by a poisonous insect with stronger poison, it was actually possible for that poisonous insect to become a new Younggo.
However, it was unknown whether this would be possible for non-poisonous insects as well.
As he looked puzzled, Mok Gyeong-un came up to him, grabbed his hair, and said,
-closely!
“Well…if Mara Cheonho is alive, I would have become Yeonggo, and if not, I would have been out of luck.”
At those words, Gyeomchang stuck out his tongue.
Doesn’t that mean you’re gambling on something you’re not even sure about?
This seems absurd,
-bang!
“Turn it off!”
Mok Kyung-un slammed his face down on the floor and said.
“Why don’t you care more about your own business than that? From now on, I plan to count how many times the words “please kill me” will come out of his mouth.”
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