Myst, Might, Mayhem Chapter 323

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Mo Kyung-un had experienced this feeling before.

Sometimes, when I think of my grandfather, I miss him.

In that feeling of longing, a faint feeling was also naturally buried.

‘What is it?’

Mok Kyung-un had strong doubts about the emotions this being had, which was independent of his will.

I don’t know how long this being has been inside me, but the feeling of nostalgia comes from longing.

Cheongryeong is a vengeful spirit who died a long time ago, so why did he feel that way?

At best, he just turned 18.

But how can the young spirit…

‘no way?’

Mok Gyeong-un was wondering if anything could happen.

Could it be that a high-ranking vengeful spirit is possessing his body?

If it can take away control of your body when you are unconscious, it may be a vengeful spirit so great that even the Blue Spirit cannot deal with it.

However, according to what Cheongryeong said, it is almost impossible to be possessed by vengeful spirits because the spirit or spirit becomes stronger as one overcomes the wall. Is this true?

The more Mo Kyung-un thought, the more complicated his mind became.

That said,

-Rebirth.

Cheongnyeong approached Mokgyeongun and said.

-yes?

-That presence within you… I don’t think it’s just a personality aspect.

-What if you have personality?

-Have you ever heard of the term dual personality?

-no.

I have never heard it before.

-In the past, there was an unusual person among the executives of Cheonjihoe. There were two different personalities within one person. Of course, it wasn’t like I was possessed or anything like that. But strangely, the way they spoke, their actions, and their personalities were all different.

-So you call it dual personality because you have two personalities?

-okay. But I think your case is quite different. He said things that were completely incomprehensible, but he spoke as if you were a divine being. The breadth of the experience itself was too different to just be called a dual personality.

-Is there a possibility of possession?

-Possession? That’s absolutely not the case. No matter how high-ranking a revenant spirit is, it is impossible for it to steal your body. From the moment you cross the wall, not only your body but also your soul becomes stronger.

-Then what on earth is that inside me?

-······.

Cheongnyeong’s eyes became strange at Mok Gyeong-un’s question.

Black eyes like obsidian.

The moment she saw those eyes, she was confused.

It was because memories from a long time ago came back vaguely.

However, because that memory was a mere moment before death, it was more blurry, like a dream, rather than clear.

In my blurry memory, I saw ‘him’ roaring.

Everyone was afraid and scared by that roaring sight, but to her, that sight was more sad than angry.

But why did that vague, inaccurate memory come to mind the moment I saw Mo Kyung-un’s obsidian eyes?

-Cheongryeong?

Mo Kyung-un called her.

Cheongryeong soon became pouty at the look on Mok Gyeong-un’s expression as if he wanted to tell him if he knew anything.

Why am I suddenly so upset with this guy?

This made her nervous.

-I don’t know! Do you think there is nothing in this world that you do not know?

With those words, the young spirit suddenly flew away.

Mok Kyung-un, who was looking at her, shrugged his shoulders and muttered.

“······Well, that’s right. by the way.”

-Sigh!

Mok Kyung-un lightly stretched his hand to the left.

Then, Seonghwaryeongju’s body, which was struggling to get to a place about twenty paces away from the direction where Mokgyeongun had stretched out his hand, became stiff as if it had been caught by something.

“Hehe.”

“Where are we going?”

The question sent a shiver down Seonghwaryeongju’s spine.

I don’t know why, but Mokgyeongun’s mood returned to normal, and he stared at the empty space in front of him like a crazy person and acted strangely, so he tried to run away.

In the first place, there was no hope of really being able to escape.

Not only did he not have any martial arts training, but he was also an old man, so he acted like he was grasping at straws.

“Well, I just…”

-Sigh!

“Ugh!”

As Mokgyeongun pretended to pull, Seonghwaryeongju’s body floated and was forcibly flown in front.

As she had no martial arts skills, she had no strength to resist.

The Seonghwa Spirituality Master, who flew right in front of him and was forced to his knees, seemed to be so scared that his body trembled.

Mok Kyung-un smiled and said to her.

“You get stabbed a lot, so you’re running away, right?”

“Oh, no.”

“No, it doesn’t matter. “What did you do with the prophecy?”

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“yes?”

Seonghwaryeongju had a puzzled expression.

Mu Qingyun, whose eyes had become as black as obsidian just a moment ago and had an absolute look, spoke as if he knew everything.

But if you look at his attitude now, it seems like he doesn’t know anything.

‘what?’

Now that I think about it, the atmosphere has changed.

When his eyes were black, he exuded dignity and was closer to the look of an absolute ruler, but now, contradictory to his unique politeness, he was showing a ferocious madness.

Seonghwaryeongju was puzzled by this.

‘Is it true that it is the incarnation and not the thing itself?’

If it had been the same in the first place, there would have been no reason to show such a completely different appearance.

Rather, because it is an incarnation, it may appear imperfect.

So wouldn’t now be the only chance to save your life?

As she watched, she cautiously opened her mouth.

“Ibo…”

-Wow!

-Tuk!

Seonghwaryeongju’s expression was distorted by pain.

Her left ear was cut off and fell to the floor.

Although she did not scream, Mok Gyeong-un spoke in a dry voice to the distressed woman holding her bleeding ear.

“Please stop talking nonsense and answer questions.”

At those words, the Seonghwa Spiritual Lord raised his red face and spoke through gritted teeth.

“Ugh…you can’t kill Nobu.”

“Can’t kill it?”

“If you kill Nobu, won’t it be difficult for the orb as well as you who have to take him to the Lord of Heaven and Earth?”

It is not yet clear whether Mo Kyung-un is a great being or an incarnation.

But she also had her own insight.

Looking at the conversation with Lee Gwang and the situation so far, Mok Gyeong-un needed himself at least for the sake of his relationship with the Lord of Cheonjihoe.

You have to make sure of that to protect yourself from this guy.

But that was right then.

-Wow!

‘!!!!!!’

-with a splash!

Something with a different weight than before fell on the ground filled with rainwater.

That’s right,

“Aaaahhh!”

The Seonghwa Spiritual Lord screamed as if sobbing.

Even in the underground prison, she endured so much torture with great patience.

However, it could be said that the level of torture and interrogation in the imperial palace was lowered to some extent, taking this into account, as she was elderly and could die.

Of course, that doesn’t mean it’s weak.

At least whipping and beatings on the back were standard, and things like pricking with needles or pulling out fingernails were carried out.

But having a healthy arm cut off was a completely different level of pain.

It was not at an bearable level.

“Off…”

The pain was so great that she immediately held her chest and gasped.

The huge shock resulted in a heart attack.

Then, Mo Kyung-un kicked her in the jaw as she was suffering.

He then stepped on her chest as she fell.

-closely!

At first glance, it seemed like he didn’t care at all whether he died or not, but soon the Holy Spirit’s breathing, which had been panting, stabilized.

This was because Mokgyeongun breathed energy into her heart with a strong shock, and the stiffness was loosened.

“Knock knock…”

-Ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-tak!

And thanks to pressing the hemostasis point, the bleeding in my arm stopped.

It felt like giving him a bottle and giving him medicine, but it felt more like he took a hand right before he lost his life.

“No, if you kill Nobu, what you want is…”

“Don’t try to bargain over useless things.”

“It’s not useless…”

“I don’t think the Lord of Heaven and Earth needs you anymore.”

“He told me to bring him, so how could you do it as you please…?”

“Is it just you that the Lord of Heaven and Earth needs? Or is it the power of prophecy?”

“So even more so…”

“It’s not like I can’t prophesy because I don’t have an orb.”

‘!?’

Seonghwaryeongju’s eyes trembled like crazy at Mok Gyeong-un’s sarcastic words.

Does this guy have memories of being his incarnation?

-closely!

Mo Qingyun pressed her chest harder and said,

“Once you lose your ability to prophesy, you are a useless old man.”

Although she may have lost control of her body for a moment, she was observing the entire situation and was able to deduce her situation without difficulty.

“And I think it would be best not to provoke him any further.”

-Shhhh!

A tremendous amount of murderous energy bloomed and the surrounding area trembled.

Even Lee Gwang, who had overcome the wall, and Gu Yang Xiao, the eight-headed leader of the Gu Yang family, could not withstand Mo Gyeong-un’s death.

Of course, there was no way the Holy Spirit Spell could withstand it.

Her eyes were red and even a light vapor was rising from her groin area.

The elderly woman couldn’t bear the fear any longer, so she urinated.

“I, I…”

“iced coffee. Come to think of it, you said you had a relationship with the head of the Tang family and entrusted him with your granddaughter, right? It’s very interesting. “It seems like the head of that Tang family wrote something called an intangible poison to my grandfather.”

“Now, Jang Ho-beop is your real grandfather…”

“It would be so much fun to tear the head of the Tang family and your granddaughter limb from limb in front of them.”

With those words, Mok Kyung-un laughed eerily.

Seeing this right in front of him, Seonghwaryeongju’s face turned pale.

Mok Gyeong-un whispered into her ear.

“So, please don’t mess with my patience. “What was the real prophecy?”

Seonghwaryeongju, who was trembling at Mokgyeongun’s words, which were full of intimidation despite being whispered, soon opened his mouth.

“May the true owner of the sacred flame… appear in this world… “The day when a new feather grows on that torn wound… everyone will… worship…”

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At the same time, Daejeon was filled with darkness.

-What a mess!

The sound of cracking is faintly heard.

At that moment, the shadowy figure sitting on the podium opened its eyes.

The being opened its eyes and looked at the carved wall where six candles were lit.

In front of the last candle, there was a jade tablet with a red thread wrapped around it, and there was a crack in the middle of it.

In response, the shadowed figure held out his hand.

-Park!

Then a round jade tablet flew out and landed in his hand.

It was the moment when the being holding the jade tablet was about to examine it.

-Bassssss!

The cracked jade tablet shattered and soon turned into powder.

At that, the head of the shadowed being suddenly tilted back.

The being slowly turned its tilted head back to its original position.

Something sticky flowed from the creature’s forehead.

Then the two eyes of the being became harsh and soon,

-Blah blah blah!

The forehead split open, revealing eyes filled with strangely shaped red spots.

The armrest of the left hand that the being with the third eye was holding was broken,

– Quad deuk!

As soon as I could hear it, the sound echoed from the ceiling.

-My lord. What’s going on?

In response to that question, the being with the third eye opened his mouth, taking his hand off the broken armrest.

“Call all the executives in your field that you can muster.”

-yes? How can you say that?

In response to the cautious voice’s question, a meaningful voice spoke from a being who had opened his third eye.

“What I was worried about happened.”

-no way?

“I felt him.”

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