Myst, Might, Mayhem Chapter 410

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< Episode 108 Encounter (2) >

The corner of Prince Na Yu-ryang’s mouth, who was looking at Mo Gyeong-un, turned up slyly.

“Was that what was in there?”

The mood of Na Yulyang, who received a pupil from Moyak’s left eye transplanted to his forehead, was quite different from before.

Unlike him, who was not used to emotions and only showed arrogance and bluntness, he seemed much more relaxed.

Then he put one hand behind his back and raised the other hand up.

Then,

-Good! Good! Good!

Lim! Soldiers! Dog!

He made an informal hand sign and snapped his fingers.

– Perfect!

It was that moment when I snapped my fingers.

-Gooooooo!

As the main force spread in all directions, the trapped magical forces began to be liberated here and there.

The forces thus liberated,

-Quad! Quack!

“Turn it off!”

“Whoa, my eyes suddenly started falling!”

Suddenly, people around here and there were clutching their left or right eyes in agony, and those around them couldn’t help but feel puzzled.

This was not only the case among members of the Nayuliang side, but also among those who came under Mokgyeongun.

I looked around at the members who were suffering to see if they were okay.

“hey. Hey, why are you doing that…? omg!”

“W-what is this? “You… your eyes?”

I couldn’t help but feel embarrassed when I looked into their eyes.

This was because their eyes, which were suffering as they clutched their eyes, split into crosses, revealing the bizarre eyes hidden within them.

The sight was so bizarre that it was disgusting.

But the surprise did not end there.

-Poof!

-Quad!

“Oops!”

“you······. “What is this…”

Those who were suffering while holding their eyes soon attacked those nearby.

The members of the group, who were colleagues and had been caught off guard by seeing them suffer, had no choice but to fall victim to their sudden attack.

However, this was mixed not only among the general members, but also among the minor and major members.

“Ugh… Oh, oh sobriety…”

“Hehehe. “The time has finally come.”

“Off. Ki-yoon Dae-ju······. “Why on earth are you doing this?”

“What a fool you are. Do you still think of me as the Great Lord of Kiyun?”

With screams coming from all directions and incidents happening here and there, even the heads and executives of each sect were momentarily at a loss as to how to deal with it.

What on earth is going on?

‘······.’

Hoeju’s eyes, which were looking down at the square below, were trembling.

Just like in the Presbyterian War, I had some guesses that there would be hidden people.

But even he couldn’t have predicted this.

It was difficult to count them all because they were scattered all over the place, but at first glance, it seems that nearly 20% of the members were encroached upon without even realizing it.

Did they prepare for this situation by hiding so many of their relatives?

-You worked hard. Hey kid.

At that time, a voice rang in Hoeju’s ears.

The moment he heard that voice, Hoeju’s eyes immediately turned somewhere.

He was none other than Na Yu-ryang, his great disciple.

‘!!!!!’

The moment he saw him, Hoeju’s expression became scary.

‘Geeeeee…’

No matter how much he possessed a natural martial ability that surpassed his own, I thought it would be okay to just drop him from the position of Lord because he was not of heavenly lineage.

But when did they plant snow over there?

Did he read a few moves ahead of you?

-I thought the great ancestral rites were in disarray due to variables, but still, he performed such excellent filial piety.

Hoeju gritted his teeth at the voice he heard.

-Wow!

I am also excited.

Maybe it’s because of this existence?

Hoeju’s gaze turned to Mok Kyung-un.

I’ve never left that place, but the reason I showed up like this is probably so I wouldn’t miss this moment.

-closely!

‘Things may have gone wrong, but you can’t let them do what they want.’

Then everything will really go as it is supposed to.

Hoeju clenched his left fist and opened his mouth, looking at Mokgyeongun.

“Ryu So-wol. “I don’t know if you trust me, but how about holding hands for a while?”

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Mok Kyung-un, who was looking down at the square below, raised his head and responded to his suggestion.

“Let’s hold hands?”

“This committee has a different opinion from him. To make everything right… “Wow!”

It was then.

As Hoeju spoke, he immediately grabbed his chest.

Soon, the veins on Hoeju’s exposed skin bulged black and turned bright blue, resembling the appearance of wearing a coin coat.

Huaiju stood in blood and looked at Grand Duke Na Yu-ryang with red eyes.

He was smiling at himself.

‘All······. I solved it… I thought…’

Are there any prohibitions still remaining?

When he realized this, Hoeju’s eyes turned evil.

I was so proud of myself and prepared to turn everything around, but it was all still playing out in the palm of my hand.

It was right then.

-Good! Good! Good! Good!

Mok Gyeong-un made an informal hand sign with his left hand.

Soldiers! Fight! Heat! Jin!

He was a prisoner of the old rehabilitation law.

Then, in an instant, a huge force filled the surroundings of Hoeju.

-Gooooooooo!

Then,

-Paaaaa!

Four pillars appeared around him.

To a person without original focus, these could not be seen, but to the eyes of Huaiju, these pillars were visible.

This was created by Mok Gyeong-un with his main effort and skill.

-Sigh!

Mok Gyeong-un put the test paper to his mouth and muttered softly.

“Four Peaks Chain Technique.”

-Chaaaaaa!

At that moment, four pillars were attached and a huge surface was created.

As a result, Hoeju became trapped in the space created by the main force.

But when it came to this,

-Sssss!

The veins that had been protruding through the skin soon began to subside little by little.

‘This?’

A strange look appeared in Hoeju’s eyes.

I had heard from Vice Lord Mong Seocheon that the person who inherited Wolmaek’s swordsmanship was talented in magic and became a disciple of Bangsa Jo Eui-gong, who was under the guidance of Wonsalgak.

I thought martial arts was important because I had something to prepare for my previous plans, but since the system was in some ways more complicated than martial arts, I didn’t pay much attention to it because I thought how much I would have to learn.

But looking at it now, it didn’t seem to be at that level.

However, no matter how much one is possessed, is it possible to deal with witchcraft, which can be said to be a power contrary to the vengeful spirit, in this way?

It was a moment of puzzlement.

-Sigh!

Mo Kyung-un held out his hand.

At that moment, Hoeju, who was trapped in the Four Peaks chain and barely escaped the pain of the bane, was pushed out and soon flew to the main building and broke through the window.

-bang!

Mok Gyeong-un, who had sent Hoeju flying like that, soon looked at Grand Duke Na Yu-ryang.

A magical power and strange energy was radiating from him that was incomparable to other people who had other eyes appear in their eyes.

It almost seemed like a different person.

No, did I become a different person?

‘Those eyes…’

Eyes were prominent on the forehead.

Mok Gyeong-un, who was staring at this, soon realized,

-thud!

It landed right in front of Na Yulyang out of thin air.

When Mo Kyung-un landed, the floor cracked, waves spread around the area, and those around him were thrown away.

“Ugh!”

“W-what kind of energy…”

-Papa papapapang!

Due to the waves and the aftermath, only Mok Gyeong-un and Na Yu-ryang remained in the surrounding radius.

Nayuliang smiled and opened his mouth.

“I didn’t know you could even use magic with that body. “It’s pretty good.”

“Those eyes… After all, it’s not Nayuliang.”

“Nayuliang? Ahhh. Of course not. “The child slept peacefully inside.”

Nayuliang showed off her chest.

Then he looked in the direction of the hoeju sent by Mok Gyeong-un and said,

“Thanks to this childish guy, the whole relationship was a little messed up, but fortunately, everything is coming back to normal.”

“Daegye?”

“okay. I’ve been drawing the big picture. “There was a variable called you, but that is something that can be overcome.”

With those words, Na Yu-ryang stretched out his hand towards Mok Gyeong-un.

And then he said with a smile.

“He may have missed the mark, but he has a lot in store for you. Come with me. Sowol.”

The words were almost over.

-What a mess!

The wooden doll in Mo Kyung-un’s arms cracked.

This was because he could not withstand the spiritual power of the young spirit within him.

Cheongnyeong, trying to force himself to break out of the situation, spoke to Mokgyeongun in a voice full of joy and anger.

-Rebirth… It’s a guy. It must be him.

In Cheongryeong’s field of vision, a figure other than Na Yu-ryang was reflected.

The being he hated so much and the one who ripped out his heart and caused him to die.

It was the secret offering of the heavenly veins.

However, Mo Gyeong-un was looking at it from a different perspective than Cheong-ryeong.

that,

“You are the third wooden tablet.”

‘!?’

Na Yulyang’s expression, which had been smiling at those words, hardened coldly and became strange.

Then he tilted his head slightly and opened his mouth with narrowed eyes.

“······I didn’t expect those words to come out of your mouth.”

-What are you talking about now? Even though he has eyes on his forehead, he is definitely…

-Cheongnyeong. This is the author’s third wooden tablet.

-The third wooden tablet… That guy…

Cheongryeong’s words became blurred.

Her mind became confused.

The shell was clearly the archduke Na Yuryang, but what was inside was definitely the bastard.

But this is the third wooden tablet?

The third Mokgan that I came to know while working with Mokgyeongun, or Saman (三眼), a being that is a combination of Mok (目) and Gan (艮), was the head of the secret society.

How on earth is this?

Just as I was puzzled, Nayuliang raised one eyebrow and said.

“you······. “Is Sowol correct?”

At his question, the corners of Mo Gyeong-un’s mouth slowly rose.

-Sssshh!

-Startle!

It looked as if he was smiling, but Na Yulyang’s eyes soon became sharp as a terrifying and tremendous murderous energy surged through the smile.

No matter how much of a vengeful spirit he is, the Ryu So-wol he knows would never make a face like this.

This is slaughter, destruction of the father, blood, and pain… It was something that only the person who committed it all could have.

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