< Episode 118: A sign of coming (1) >
The anti-six-eight-person god-strengthening method.
It is a type of magic that uses the eight powers to control ghosts.
If you use this method well, you can create a vengeful spirit artificially, or more accurately, through magic, before the spirit completely disperses into heaven and earth.
However, in order to do this, there is the biggest prerequisite.
This should make you harbor strong resentment before you die.
There was plenty of possibility.
Because of his strong anger toward loyalty and Mokgan, the ghost sword had the potential to become resentful, but at the end, with a single word from his daughter, Chunchu, all of that was instantly resolved.
This could be seen just by looking at his relaxed face as he took his last breath.
-why······. Has it stopped?
Mokgyeongun answered Cheongryeong’s question with a light exhale.
-Because it cannot be a vengeful spirit.
‘······A lot has changed. ‘Rebirth.’
Cheongnyeong felt strange at Mok Gyeong-un’s answer.
Even more so than his vengeful soul, he was unable to feel any emotion other than anger.
But now I was able to respond to other people’s emotions to some extent.
If he had been in the past, he would have drawn out the wrath of the Demon Sword by cutting off Chunchu’s head for his own purposes.
But now I have let him go.
The emotionless man was gradually becoming more humane.
but,
[Wolmaek’s secretary said that he could persuade Hwa-shin. Just tell me what you mean. Eliminate all unnecessary noise and quickly!]
[Ryu······Sowol and you······. You are…]
What on earth does this mean?
The last words the ghost sword left behind continued to linger in her mind.
Since I have been with Mok Kyung-un for a long time, I have shared most of the things he has experienced.
Therefore, unlike his feelings about Mokgyeongun, his doubts about his birth were also growing.
The incarnation of Baehwagyo’s prophecy, including the unknown entity within him.
and,
[You guy… really······. The nucleus… After losing it… I became a human… Is that correct?]
[Did you hear this from the ghost sword?]
[Becoming human… Humans… Kkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk. I really hate it. I really hate you. No, it’s hateful. A being who was pushed out and exiled from his clan even degenerates into a human being. I can see your hateful intentions.]
What on earth did Mokgan say?
He spoke as if Mok Gyeong-un was an extra-human being and then became a human being.
Her mind became more and more complicated.
At first I thought it was just a coincidence.
But at some point, he realized that Mok Gyeong-un and his actions were becoming increasingly intertwined.
What on earth?
I was denying that it could never happen, but someone kept coming to mind.
He also knew that he was not an ordinary being.
However, due to his death, he became a vengeful spirit without knowing anything about him.
[Ryu······Sowol and you······. You are…]
What the ghost sword was trying to say at the end…
It was right then.
“Wood Confucius.”
Jin Ye-rin called out in a low voice to Mo Gyeong-un, who was looking at the dead Ghost Sword and Chun-chu, who was sobbing while holding him.
I turned my head and saw that her face was flushed red.
Judging by the moistness around their eyes, it seemed like they had shed tears while looking at the father and daughter.
Because she also lost her father, she felt a sense of sympathy for the same illness.
“Hmm. After all, you haven’t heard anything from him?”
Jin Ye-rin coughed to relieve her throat and asked in a low whisper.
Mok Kyung-un shook his head at that question.
There were some things I really wanted to ask that I never heard.
Jin Ye-rin spoke in an embarrassed voice at Mok Gyeong-un’s answer.
“The result is not good. “Even though we defeated Mokgan’s alter ego and prevented the use of shamanic techniques, we don’t know where his true body is…”
“What did you just say?”
“yes?”
“Just before his body.”
“They said it prevented gold alcohol from getting into their hands.”
Mok Kyung-un frowned at her words and then asked.
“In addition to the magic secretary that Papa Aksim gave me, did you memorize the magic yourself?”
“······that’s right.”
Since he was captured by the guys, Papa Aksim taught him the magic to save himself from the guys.
And she even made a sacrifice for herself.
Jin Ye-rin, who must have been excited again, opened her mouth with red eyes.
“One of the clones here died at the hands of Confucius, and the other two clones were trapped by Lord Cheol-ryeon after he broke Jinsik. As a result, the main body of the wooden tablet…”
“no. “They share the will.”
“yes?”
-Tuk-tuk!
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Mok Kyung-un responded by tapping his head with his finger.
“It means sharing memories with your alter ego. As a result, gold tassels were placed on the main body of the wooden tablet.”
Mok Kyung-un clicked his tongue along with those words.
But it was difficult to blame anyone for this.
If he had not been dragged into the Pasapal style of bamboo, he would not have achieved the power of impermanence and the sword of impermanence so far, so it might have been dangerous.
In the end, it was like gaining one and losing another.
The good news was that all he got was a golden technique.
‘Luckily Cheongryeong and Wei Soyeon are here.’
If either of them had been in his hands, it would have been difficult, but since Wi So-yeon, who had the spirit of Cheongnyeong, was captured in the middle, there was no problem with gold magic.
Jin Ye-rin, who did not know this, said in embarrassment.
“Then there is no time to stay like this.”
“No, but…”
“You didn’t see what I sent through Prince Dambaekha, right?”
“It’s light?”
“iced coffee. You didn’t see it. “If gold liquor got into the hands of Mokgan, the head of the secret society, they would cause a catastrophe on a scale that cannot be compared to the last time.”
Mok Gyeong-un looked puzzled at her words and said,
“What does gold magic have to do with the apocalypse?”
The reason why Mokgan tried to obtain Geumsul was because of the non-heon of Cheonmaek, the physical doctor he occupied.
In his never-ending madness, didn’t he forcibly hold on to Cheongnyeong so that she could not be reincarnated properly in order to take her into his hands?
As if to answer his question, Jin Ye-rin drew a picture on the floor with keen energy.
– Ssuk ssuk!
What she envisioned was the evangelization of the entire central plain.
I was wondering why she was drawing this, but she pointed out five places on the edge of the midfield.
There was one in the north, one in the northeast and northwest, and one in the southeast and southwest.
Lastly, she was the one who carved what appeared to be a magic spell between her teeth.
‘!?’
The moment he saw it, a strange look appeared in Mok Kyung-un’s eyes.
‘This······.’
I did something, but I’ve seen this technique before.
In the process of winning the flag in the second test of Sihyeolgok (尸血谷) of the Cheonjihoe, I had to deal with Galjeo (羯狙), a monster that went on a rampage.
After that, another Three-Eyes Jo Tae-cheong discovered a method of causing Immaemangryang to go berserk in the magic books and research books he had, and it was almost identical to that.
However, there was one problem with this technique: it exploded the yin energy in the air and caused their killing nature to run wild, so the exhaustion of their main force was greater than expected.
And once all the main force was exhausted, the runaway would end.
‘To practice magic on such a massive scale, you need strength beyond imagination. Is it realistically possible to secure enough main force to do this?’
Even though the scope of the technique was large, it was too large.
It was a level of magic that covered the entire central plain, a scale beyond imagination.
At this level, it might have been possible for countless Buddhist instruments containing their main power and thousands, or even tens of thousands, of practitioners to exhaust all their main power and vitality.
However, through the progress of the completed technique, Jin Ye-rin was seen making special marks in several places.
One place was not far from Sacheondangga and the other point pointed directly to Cheonjihoe.
What on earth is this referring to?
Mok Gyeong-un asked this.
“What are those?”
“I don’t know. “It was written at these four points that gold liquor was needed.”
“You need gold alcohol here?”
This is understandable since Cheonjihoe was the place where Wisoyeon was located.
But I don’t know what the other three places are.
There was no regularity and they were all spaced apart.
“Is this all?”
“ah! Now that I think about it, under the place where it says you need gold magic, I wrote ‘six demons’.”
‘!!!!!’
Hearing these words, Mo Kyung-un raised one eyebrow upward.
The young man spoke to him in a meaningful voice.
-Rebirth… Don’t you remember what happened at the Heaven and Earth Association? There is King Sihae, one of the six demons.
There is a rank for the strange creatures called Imaemangryang (魑魅魍魎).
They are divided into evil beasts, monsters, monsters, demon beasts, and spirit beasts.
Among them, the highest rank is called spirit beast, and among them, there are six spirit beasts that are infinitely close to divine beasts.
The Imaemangyangs call them the Six Demons (Six Demons) or the Six Demon Kings.
Each of these six demons were beings called disasters.
And in the repository of Sihyeolgok of the Cheonjihoe, one of these six demons, King Sihae Guhwancheongu (拘貛天王), is sealed.
* * *
Same time.
A cliff with no end in sight, as if looking down into a distant abyss.
Outside the barrier, not far from the cliff, countless corpses of Lee Ma-mangyang were overflowing, and among them, a muscular young man was standing struggling, covered in green and black blood.
“haha······.”
The young man was Yu Mu-jin, a member of the Yu family that guards this place.
The Imaemangyangs, who had stopped for a moment out of fear at the sight of him catching his breath from exhaustion, were trying to sneak forward again.
‘······many.’
Together with his father, Yu Mu-jeok, he killed over a thousand, if not thousands, of individuals.
Even though I had killed so many people, an uncountable number of imamangryangs were still coming in front of my eyes, and it was almost difficult for me not to get tired.
Then, a huge roar was heard from behind.
-Quaaaaaang! Kwaaaaaaaa!
Every time a loud noise erupted, the ground shook as if an earthquake had occurred.
Yu Mujin, who was glancing behind her, looked worried.
My father was blocking the crowds of imamangryangs rushing to the entrance of the camp, but when he heard the roar of that being coming from behind, he hurriedly headed there.
‘too fast.’
Not long after my father put him to sleep, he woke up.
Periodically, it was now at a level of concern.
Normally, you wouldn’t know it, but my father was also quite exhausted from having to deal with these enormous monsters here with him.
-Quaaaaaaaaa!
-Kwooooooooo!
At that time, the roar of that being was heard all the way here, along with a loud noise.
Then, the imamangryangs that had stopped, soon advanced forward, roaring like soldiers whose morale was boosted by the enormous roar of that being.
-Kwaaaaah!
-Kikekekekeke!
-Kakakakakaka!
With renewed momentum, Yu Moo-jin turned the knob on the Kyeong-hwan he was wearing on his right arm as the crowd of imamangryangs came rushing in.
-Let’s go together!
-Shoooooooo!
When he turned it all around, white steam flowed out from Yu Mujin’s whole body, turning his whole body black.
You may be tired, but if you can’t stop them, the place your clan protects will be exposed.
Yu Mujin clenched his fist and tried to swing it.
however,
– Thick!
“Tsk.”
Was it too much of a stretch?
Yu Mu-jin staggered, clutching her chest as a terrible pain came to her heart that had not yet healed.
Without missing that moment, the high-ranking monsters and demonic beasts among the Imaemangryang attacked Yu Mujin at the same time.
-Kwaaaaaah!
-Kaaaaa!
‘Damn it!’
Yu Mujin could barely bear the pain in his heart and swung his fist at the guys.
A tremendous wind pressure was generated from the fist that Yu Mujin swung, covering the charging beast and demon beast at the same time.
-Kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwak!
I thought they had defeated them like that, but a demonic beast came out through the dust debris, grabbed Yu Mujin, and rushed towards the mountain wall like crazy.
-Quarrrrrrr!
“Keuuuuuuu!”
Yu Mujin crashed into the wall of the mountain and continued to be pushed away even though he hit the wall.
Meanwhile, a black figure flew a new weapon towards the entrance of the camp, which had been opened when Yu Mu-jin was pushed out.
* * *
“Huu…huu….”
Yu Mu-jeok, soaked in sweat, held a sharp wooden pole with a red scripture engraved on it, took a deep breath, and looked down the abyss-like cliff.
-Kurrrrrrr!
‘What a disaster.’
Perhaps due to a lack of strength, the blue light seen from underneath the cliff was growing stronger rather than weakening.
If things continued like this, I didn’t know that the worst could happen.
-closely!
“Whoa.”
As he took a deep breath, Yumujeok’s body soon turned black and something like steam began to rise from his entire body.
Gathering his strength, Yu Mu-jeok threw a wooden pillar with a red scripture engraved on it towards the bottom of the cliff.
-Paaaaaaaaa!
A wooden pole breaking through layers of air.
Wherever it passed, strong waves arose.
But before it even becomes a dot,
-Kwooooooooooooo!
A strong blue light flickered and a roar came out, and in reverse, waves and wind pressure like a storm rose from the cliff.
At the same time, a situation occurred where the wooden pillar disappeared before it even reached it.
-Passsssss!
‘this!’
Yu Mujeok’s expression hardened.
At this rate, I didn’t know if the seal on this being would really be released.
That said,
“It seems like even if we are from the Yuga clan, humans are still humans. “I see that there is no business in terms of volume.”
-Startle!
Yu Mu-jeok hurriedly turned his head at the sound of a voice coming from behind.
Ten steps ahead of him, he saw a figure wearing a bamboo hat standing with his back to him.
No matter how tired he was from exhausting his stamina, he didn’t notice that he had come this far?
This surprised him too, but at that moment his son, Yu Mu-jin, flashed through his mind.
‘Mujin.’
Could it be that the child collapsed?
-Sreung!
While I was perplexed, a being wearing bamboo fur pulled out a sword from its waist and approached me with a grin.
“After all your hard work, should we please release the Great Power King now?”
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