Myst, Might, Mayhem Chapter 419

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< Episode 110: One World (1) >

“Cluck cluck…. “Did Wi So-yeon touch that child?”

The Lord of Heaven and Earth was trying to launch his new form to follow Mok Gyeong-un, who was flying by unfolding the Neunggongheodo (凌空虛道), but he stumbled and held on to the wall.

During the ban, Mok Gyeong-un used a mysterious magic to prevent it, but the internal injuries were severe.

-Gurgling!

Dead blood flowed from the corner of the mouth.

Wiping his teeth, the head of Cheonjihoe slumped down and leaned against the wall.

“I was so prepared.”

In the end, are you in a position where you have to rely on someone other than yourself?

The Lord of Heaven and Earth looked at Mo Qingyun who was moving further and further away.

I thought it was just the ghost of the Moon Vessel, but that was not all.

What on earth is it?

Even if Ryu So-wol of the Moon Mac is attached to him, is it possible for someone who is not even the person in charge to do something like this?

[I offer my greetings to Master as a disciple. This is Wi So-yeon from the Yeongchang Wi family.]

Lord Cheonji recalled the first time he saw her.

Although he was still young, he looked exactly like the portrait at the shrine.

As it grew, it became more and more like a portrait.

[If you continue to take this along with the elixirs, within ten years the extreme cold in the transylvanic vein will no longer run out of control.]

[The transylvanic vein will not run away?]

[yes.]

[······Then, didn’t you know that it was a periosyllabic vein from the beginning?]

[I don’t think that’s something the owner should be involved in.]

[······What on earth does he really want?]

[He doesn’t ask for much. He instructed only one thing.]

[What did you say?]

[You just need to teach the children you receive as disciples well so that they can build bonds with each other.]

[Teach them well to build bonds?]

-Wow!

The head of the Cheonjihoe gritted his teeth.

Because I knew what he was trying to do, I immediately knew what it meant.

That’s why I thought it had to be stopped now.

If he openly reveals his will right away, he will definitely try to exclude himself, even if it means ignoring his will.

‘gradually······. It may be little by little, but it can be changed.’

You will never make it happen the way you want it to.

Even if he really wanted it out of his own will, it was already a long time ago.

The past was something that had to be left behind.

It was not something that had to be achieved by going against all providence.

And she didn’t want to.

[I’m sorry.]

Lord Cheonjihoe substituted all the medicines for Wei Soyeon and secretly burned them.

Anyway, if it was according to his will, it would not have been worth living even if I lived.

In that case, it was right to follow the fate that was decided.

However, let’s support her so that she can do whatever she wants while she is alive.

Even if it turns out to be a futile struggle.

But even his own plan was twisted by the author.

[It seems that Lady Wi So-yeon has made a complete recovery beyond the improvement of her transylvaric veins.]

[what?]

[My complexion has returned and my energy has stabilized.]

When he heard this news, the Lord of Heaven and Earth was lost in many thoughts.

No matter how hard you try to change it, will it end up being what you want?

Does this mean fate?

The Lord of Heaven and Earth muttered as he stretched out his fingertips, looking at Mo Kyung-un’s back.

“······If you are really the one chosen by Liu Shaoyue, then never let that child be taken away.”

* * *

Towards the northeast, quite far from Wei Shao-yeon’s residence.

The buildings there were almost completely destroyed to the point where it was hard to find anything in good condition, and everywhere was devastated.

There were numerous corpses scattered in the devastated area.

These were affiliated members who followed Wi So-yeon.

Although she had the least power among each faction, among them, her followers numbered around 2,000.

Of course, due to the emergency convocation of the meeting, there were only half of the number of people here.

Still, there were almost five hundred people.

“haha······.”

Son Yun, the King of Light, took a deep breath and looked around.

The only people standing there were at most one man and three unmanned people who looked like Danju.

On the other hand, there were still about twenty more masked enemies.

‘They were never on the outside.’

These people must have been infiltrated into the Cheonjihoe for a long time.

They were familiar with their own tactics and formations, and they knew the warriors of the meeting well enough to dig into their weaknesses.

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‘This is the result with five times the power.’

Each and every one of them was an incredible force.

Their number was only about a hundred.

However, each and every one of them was more than a master of perfection and was not even afraid of death, so in the end, the result was like this.

-Chaechaechaechaeang!

At that time, the sound of metal clashing violently rang out, and wind pressure rushed in all directions.

It was the sound of the Sword Demon Jioe and a large man, one of the largest in the group, colliding, one head taller than himself.

-bang!

Jioe, who was attacking the sword with all his might, bounced off, broke the wall, and rolled around on the floor.

“Off.”

Jieu’s face was covered in blood and bruises as he rolled around on the floor.

He must have been in so much pain that he rolled over, then bounced his back and stood up.

“Sigh. Phew… Phew… “This guy doesn’t look tired at all.”

Jieu spit out blood and stuck out his tongue.

Seeing him like that, Myeongdo King Son Yun again grabbed one of his German weapons, Geodo Makhyeon (嗼炫).

If Ji-Oe, the swordsman of Geokgok, had not appeared, everyone, including himself, would have already lost their lives.

I had heard that his swordsmanship alone was strong enough to be counted among the top ten in all of Jeongsa, but I had no idea it was to this level.

Thanks to him joining us, we managed to join forces and catch him.

But now it seems we have almost reached our limit.

The large man with short scarlet hair was not exhausted at all, but they were so exhausted that their breathing became difficult.

“Huu…huu…. “How long are you going to rest?”

Son Yun responded to Jieu’s shout.

“I was planning to join you since you had enough rest.”

Accordingly, Son Yun took Geodo Makhyeon as the seventh beginner of Myeongildobeop.

Likewise, Geomma Jieu also raised his sword and prepared to throw a new weapon at the guy.

On the other hand, the large man with scarlet hair, or rather the monstrous man who identified himself as Kang Yeom, did not take any stance or attitude.

All he did was lift the charred, rough sword he was holding.

‘weird.’

Looking at him like this, Son Yun, the King of Myeongdo, grew more and more suspicious, even though he had heard it before.

It was surprising that someone this strong wasn’t even known by name, but it felt like he wasn’t doing his best to deal with Hapgong at all.

To be honest, I think I’m only showing my skills to the point where I’m just one step ahead.

What on earth are you planning?

Sun Yun’s gaze was far away and he saw Wei So-yeon fainting and two masked people surrounding her and guarding her.

‘Even though this side is blocking the retreat and doing everything in their power to stop it, this side is almost completely annihilated, so why aren’t they running away? If Lady Wi So-yeon was the ultimate goal, it would be sufficient to escape.’

Maybe that’s why I strangely feel like they’re wasting time.

It didn’t feel like I was waiting for the leader, Kang Yeom, to escape from Cheonjihoe.

I don’t know what their intentions were, but they also had to match the rhythm.

‘If support comes, the situation can be reversed.’

Until then, we need to tie them down somehow.

Son Yun, the King of Myeongdo, soon gathered all his true energy and unfolded the Seventh Herbivorous Sect Mangyeong (終破亡聯) of the Myeongildobeop.

-Ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-chak!

As he swung the sword, the blue Daogang rose like a rough wave and crashed into Kang Yeom.

Although it looked simple, it had a subversive spirit.

Likewise, Ji-Oe also throws a new weapon into the air so that the person named Kang Yeom cannot avoid it.

‘Eight swords!’

They tried to tie his movements by creating a net made of sword steel like a net.

Jeolsedocho and Geomcho were swirling back and forth at the same time, but Kang Yeom did not move at all.

Rather, he lifted the crude sword upward,

-Chaaaaaaaa!

Swinging it, he snatched the sword net of the sword flying behind him and sent it flying towards the Sect Spectrum that Son Yun was unfolding with the water of this flower graft.

‘this?’

‘You’re saying you’re sending out sword grass made of strong energy?’

Ji-oe was shocked and stopped his snack and tried to retrieve it.

However, part of the search engine that has already been taken out is,

-Chachachachachachachang!

They collided with the forces of the sect’s magnificence and canceled each other out.

In terms of power, Sect Manggyeong seemed strong because it was a thief, but it was difficult to handle the aftermath because it was a foreign sword that was superior to him in terms of level and attack power.

-Pachachachang!

“Tsk.”

He swung his sword to block the aftermath, but Son Yun’s new form was pushed all the way back.

As soon as Son Yun, who had been pushed away, stopped, he vomited out a handful of blood.

“Wow.”

Son Yun’s complexion turned pale as he vomited blood.

‘······As expected.’

Son Yun glared at Kang Yeom.

Even though there was a gap for him, Kang Yeom just stood there and stared.

It was said that it was only when more people joined forces to be careful of the blind angles of attacks flying in all directions, but not now.

As expected, he was conserving his strength and wasting time.

In response, Son Yun planted his sword on the floor and shouted, barely able to support his body.

“What kind of trick are you playing?”

Kang Yeom answered, holding his rough sword with an expressionless face and turning his back.

“creation?”

“Then if this isn’t a masterpiece, what is? This is the Great Cheonjihoe. No matter how strong you are, the more time passes, the more disadvantageous you will become. “What on earth are you planning?”

“Heh.”

Before the words were finished, Kang Yeom snorted.

What does that smile mean?

He was puzzled, but Kang Yeom slowly walked towards him and said.

“It seems like a lot has been revealed.”

“what?”

“Now I can kill at least one more.”

“You guy…”

-bang!

As Kang Yeom kicked the ground, the broken debris rose upwards, and his new form had already reached five steps in front of Son Yun, the King of Myeongdo.

Son Yun, who had been supporting his body with his sword planted on the floor, hurriedly pulled out his sword and tried to block it.

-Chaenggang!

Kang Yeom’s rough sword cut his beloved Bodo Makhyeon in half and tried to cut it down as well.

However, at that moment, Ji Oe flew in behind him and tried to stab Kang Yeom’s back and neck with his sword.

In response, Kang Yeom instantly turned his body and twisted,

-puck!

He kicked Ji-eui’s right ribs in a sharp manner.

-Wow!

“Oops!”

After being kicked in the ribs, the body of Geomma Jieu bounced away.

However, it was not enough that his life was saved thanks to his help, and when an opening appeared, Son Yun, who could not miss this opportunity, stabbed Kang Yeom in the back with the broken road.

-Chaeang!

‘no?’

Son Yun’s eyes widened.

Even though it was a broken sword, instead of piercing the back, the tip of the broken sword was completely shattered as if it was blocked by something hard.

-Sigh!

Kang Yeom slowly turned his head and muttered.

“It’s pretty good, but we’re different from you.”

“what?”

At that moment, Kang Yeom’s rough sword pierced the abdomen of King Myeong Tao, Son Yun.

-Poof!

“Oops!”

“That’s enough. Rest now. human.”

-Park!

At that time, Son Yun stumbled and tightly grabbed the blade and wrist of the guy that had pierced his body.

Seeing him like this, Kang Yeom snorted and said.

“Nothing will change because of this. “If I just twist the blade and raise it up…”

“do whatever you want. Cluck cluck… “It doesn’t matter how I die.”

“what?”

-Sigh!

Son Yun, the King of Myeongdo, brightly revealed his blood-stained teeth and spoke.

“It’s just a struggle.”

It was that moment.

Ji Oe, who had been flying away after being hit by Kang Yeom’s kick, was already launching a new weapon towards him.

At this, the corners of Kang Yeom’s mouth slowly rose.

“That’s great. one······.”

-Quad!

“Turn it off!”

Kang Yeom ignored Son Yun’s struggle to hold on to his sword and wrist and twisted his wrist in the direction toward which the sword was facing.

The intention was to lift the blade upward and cut his upper body and head in half.

Son Yun smiled bitterly, as if he sensed death.

‘It’s a shame.’

No matter how monster it is, I wanted to take at least eight pieces with me, but it looks like it’s over now.

however,

-Startle!

Kang Yeom, who was about to lift the sword upward, raised his head upward,

-Pot!

He even let go of the sword he was holding and threw the sword backwards with all his might.

-Poof!

At that moment, a sword pierced the floor where he had stepped aside.

The moment he saw the sword hilt, King Son Yun’s eyes shook.

That sword was none other than the magic sword Akjie.

“Evil…i.e.? Cluck cluck…”

The owner of evil is definitely…

-widely!

At that time, someone landed in front of him with a lightweight new model.

With a woman on his back.

-thud!

“Ugh!”

When she let go of her hand, she hit her butt on the floor.

The woman was Gi Ok-ryeon, the wife of Gihae, Yangam Gokju, whom I had sent earlier to ask for help.

Now that I think about it, the light swordsman Ji-Oe mentioned someone with an unexpected name, and since we were in the middle of a fight at the time, I wondered if I had misheard it.

But is it really this guy?

“you······.”

“It’s a mess.”

“How can you…”

-widely!

At that time, Ji-oe, who was flying the new model, stopped in front of Mok Gyeong-un and staggered, then knelt down on one knee and spoke politely.

“ha······. ha······. I apologize. My lord. Sokha’s skills are not up to the level of the author.”

‘Master?’

Did Jie Oe, an unrivaled swordsman who had reached the level of martial arts, call this guy his lord?

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