Episode 16: Sihyeolgok (3)
There is a saying that if you lose momentum, it’s over.
The rugged-looking boy was completely defeated by Mok Gyeong-un’s cruel hands and could not even think of attacking him.
No, it was correct to say that I felt fear and panic.
Mok Gyeong-un smiled and said to this boy.
“If you don’t hurry, you won’t find this.”
Mo Gyeong-un shook the blood-soaked iron ball.
Seeing this, the rugged-looking boy turned and tried to run toward the valley, as if he had missed it.
However, soon my legs gave out and I fell.
The boy, who fell several times, was barely able to gain strength and enter the valley.
-Splash splash!
But the boy who was turning around like this was not the only one.
About three people returned to the valley with surprised faces, and like rugged boys, they were also aiming for the first iron ball.
However, they too were frightened by Mok Gyeong-un.
‘…….He’s completely crazy.’
‘No matter what, that’s true.’
‘You killed me without hesitation and stole my life.’
Moreover, the method of killing was also tongue-in-cheek.
They were afraid that if they made a mistake, they might end up like that too.
“under……..”
There was someone who was watching this scene and was amazed.
He was a man with a devil mask called Gokju to the warriors of the Red Belt.
The warrior next to this demon mask spoke.
“…….This is one item that came in.”
“Right.”
“I think this is the first time I’ve seen it happen this way. “The real weeding out should have started with that one iron ball.”
This was not simply a matter of who would find the iron ball first.
Setting the number of iron balls less than the number of people and extinguishing the torches were all calculated.
The first iron ball was the signal for thinning out.
A fight breaks out to take that one spot, and this makes everyone realize it.
It didn’t end with just finding the iron ball.
The real key is how to protect it and carry it to the incense burner.
However, the starting pattern has changed.
“By the way, not only does he have hand speed, but he also has unusual strength. “The spiracles were sealed with gold seals, but you can’t believe they ripped off the ulnar stem so easily.”
Most warriors were amazed at Mo Gyeong-un’s cruel hand and strength.
However, the demon mask was interesting from a different perspective.
‘I can’t believe I got an iron ball without getting a drop of water on my clothes.’
It was my first time in charge of a poetry song.
This is the case where you get an iron ball without even going into the water.
They set a time limit by killing one person and burning scented candles as an example, so no matter how clever they are, they are bound to jump into the valley water.
But he stayed there alone even though everyone else was running.
‘That’s what I was aiming for from the beginning… That’s interesting.’
Has anyone been this clever while going through this gateway so far?
It was impossible to do this without some distribution.
Thinking about it this way, it occurred to me that his cruel hand speed might have all been calculated on purpose.
Meanwhile, Mokgyeongun approached the incense burner.
“Is this enough?”
Mok Gyeong-un showed the blood-stained iron ball to the demon mask sitting on the rock.
At this, the demon mask nodded and shouted.
Then he soon opened his mouth.
“You…what is your name?”
‘!!!’
At that question, a strange look appeared in the eyes of the warriors around him.
That is to say, it was quite rare for the master of the song to even ask for the name of the evil spirit mask and show interest in the main text of Sihyeolgok.
At that time, Mok Gyeong-un answered.
“This is Mok Gyeong-un.”
At those words, the eyes visible through the gap in the mask narrowed.
‘Tree tillage?’
Since there were about 800 people, he was not exactly familiar with who each individual was.
But I remembered the name Mok Gyeong-un.
This was because I was ordered to join them late.
‘…….Is this one of the two pastors who were brought in as a hostage?’
This surprised me again.
Naturally, it was thought that he was from a place with a lot of notoriety among the secret scriptures, jusalgok, mother-in-law rooms, or selected organizations.
But he came from a Yeonmok swordsman who was said to be a prestigious martial artist.
The demon mask came to mind only half an hour ago.
[yes? Are you saying that the Yeonmok Swordmasters who were brought in as hostages should also be put into Sihyeolgok?]
[This is the Lord’s name.]
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[If it is a name, of course I will accept it, but is it okay? It is not a place that weak people can endure.]
[That’s not something to worry about, so just do as instructed.]
[All right.]
I thought it didn’t matter as long as the intention was to harass him moderately and then kill him.
But after seeing this, my thoughts changed.
After all, there was no way Hoeju would send it away without any reason.
‘Was it something like this? ‘That’s surprising.’
If I didn’t know that he was a Yeonmok swordsman, I would never have thought that he was from a political faction.
Everything, starting with the atmosphere, was closer to this one.
‘You’ll know when you watch.’
Anyone close to this side will survive in some way in the valley called hell.
The demon mask, which was staring at Mo Kyung-un, took something out of its chest.
Then,
“Take it.”
He flicked it to Mo Kyung-un with his finger.
-Shoot!
With a flick of his finger, it flew straight towards Mo Kyung-un’s chest.
Mok Gyeong-un caught it with one hand.
‘This?’
It was a thin, round silver plate with the number 1 engraved on it.
“It’s a triumph to pass this hurdle as the top student. Keep it with the iron ball you brought.”
‘Gateway? top?’
As I looked at Mo Kyung-un’s silver plaque, I wondered to myself.
One fact could be inferred from the fact that he used the expression ‘chief’.
‘Is it competition?’
[listen carefully. The odds of going to Sihyeolgok and surviving unscathed are slim to none.]
Based on what Bangsang Jo Uigong said, it seemed like the structure survived through competition.
Even now, two people have already died.
Or perhaps, if his predictions are correct, a bloody competition will begin soon.
-Splash splash!
Mok Gyeong-un’s prediction was exactly right.
Someone else found an iron ball.
Some people saw that the first boy they found foolishly cheered and then got mad, so they didn’t do that this time.
The moment I discovered it, I immediately ran out of the valley.
It was definitely the right choice, but
“I think I found that guy!”
“catch!”
It stood out too much.
As I ran out of the valley alone, I was bound to get noticed.
About ten people rushed in at the same time to catch him.
“Damn it!”
There was no running away or making a fuss.
But then someone jumped out of the water, grabbed the guy by the neck, and broke it just like Mok-gyeong-un had done.
-Wood! with a splash!
So a second death occurred.
He took the iron ball from the dead guy and gestured a warning to the boys who were running towards him.
“Those who want to die, come.”
The shirtless 18-year-old boy had a stocky body, but had bizarre patterns drawn all over his upper body.
The boys, who recognized this, disintegrated and were unable to attack.
“shit!”
“It’s Jusalgok.”
Jusalgok (朱殺谷).
It is one of the three most notorious organizations under Cheonjihoe.
Even though the group was only about thirty people, each and every one of them was a great expert and had unique martial arts skills, so it was a place that everyone regarded as strange and fearful.
“They are pointless things.”
The boy stroked his hair once, spoke in a disappointed tone, and walked toward the incense burner.
The boy said in a whisper as he passed by Mo Gyeong-un.
“Don’t think you’ll be ahead at the next hurdle.”
It was a clear declaration.
Mok Kyung-un shrugged his shoulders.
I had no intention of wasting my strength with something unnecessary.
‘What if you bother me…’
I licked my upper lip with my tongue as if it was something I was craving.
I think this place is really nice.
Like when I was at Yeonmok Sword, there was no need to worry about killing people.
The boy from Jusalgok, who could not see Mokyungwoon’s face like this, went in front of the incense burner and showed an iron ball towards the evil spirit mask.
“Pass!”
Meanwhile, chaos broke out here and there in the valley.
Those who had found the iron ball appeared in droves, and as they ran toward the incense burner, the boys, who were impatient because they could not find it, rushed in and a fight broke out.
And the fight went beyond the level of simple suppression and created a situation of death and death.
“It has begun.”
At the words of the warrior, the demon mask nodded and looked at the place.
At the point where two people were already dead, the boys no longer hesitated to harm and kill each other.
The side of the valley was literally in chaos.
-Pupupupupup!
“Kukkkeok!”
Meanwhile, there were a few that stood out.
A beautiful girl with a white face and short hair was moving forward, finding a sharp rock somewhere and stabbing those who were running at her with it without hesitation.
Even though they couldn’t use internal energy, their movements were so fast that the boys who were running towards them were helpless.
“I think I know who that girl is.”
“It’s a mohwa room.”
“You figured it out.”
How could you not recognize it?
That fast, efficient dagger technique aimed only at vital points.
It is the killing of Mohwabang (帽花房).
Although they are now called the Three Major Salsu Groups, Mohwabang was once called the Four Major Salsu Groups.
After quitting the Hanasal class, I came under the umbrella of the Cheonjihoe.
“That’s great.”
I only held a sharp stone, but that was something I could hope for when I unlocked the ban on internal energy.
While doing so, the demon mask pointed at someone with its hand.
“I guess that guy is a secret priest.”
“Huh?”
An exclamation flowed from the warrior’s mouth.
A boy with a bulky, muscular body charged forward like a bull, but the boys he hit couldn’t stand it and were thrown away.
– Puff puff puff!
Bigyeongmun (比景門) was famous for his external technique called Cheolhyeon-gong, and his divine power was amazing, perhaps because he trained externally rather than internally.
“Whoa whoa.”
The boy from the secret gate arrived after shaking off all the boys who were rushing towards him.
“Pass!”
And then the girl from the mother-in-law room also arrived.
“Pass!”
In addition to them, one by one, the boys arrived in front of the incense burner in a bloody battle to get the iron ball.
Among them was a boy who took advantage of this moment.
This boy actually got the metal ball before anyone else, but he waited until there was a fight for fear of becoming a target if he came forward when no one was looking for it.
The boy managed to run to the incense burner, raise the iron ball, and shout.
“I found it.”
The boy twitched the corner of his mouth and liked it.
In fact, the boy had raised a question before the search for the iron ball began, and had taken a peek at the one that was stuck between the eyes of the boy who was killed by the demon mask.
‘Stupid things. There was such an easy way.’
It felt stupid to see that no one was aware of this.
While doing so, the demon mask shouted.
“No communication!”
“yes?”
“Literally.”
What is this sound?
Why did it not pass?
I didn’t understand.
“Uh, why? I definitely found an iron ball, but why…”
-Wow!
Then something sharp grazed his neck.
Soon the boy’s head fell to the floor.
“I’m sure you told me not to question it.”
-Click!
The red-skinned warrior with his head cut off muttered and put his sword into the sheath of his belt.
-thud!
As the boy’s head was cut off, the iron ball fell from his hand and rolled across the floor.
The rolling iron ball passed through first and stopped in front of Mo Kyung-un, who was sitting near the incense burner.
Mok Gyeong-un, who saw this, looked at the iron ball he was holding and laughed.
[six ten three]
On Mokgyeongun’s iron bead, there was a small letter engraved on it: sixty-three.
However, there was nothing engraved on the bead of the decapitated boy.
I tried to shake my head, but unluckily, my head fell off.
On the other hand,
‘I guess I should say I was lucky.’
In fact, Mo Gyeong-un also tried to remove the iron ball from the forehead of the dead boy while raising a question before the start.
However, someone had already taken it in that short period of time, so the method had to be changed.
Thanks to this, I could say I was lucky.
However, this feeling did not last long.
Rather, Mok Gyeong-un ate his appetite with disappointment at the exquisite feast unfolding before his eyes.
-Sneaking!
The energy of death overflowed everywhere as people died one after another in bloody battles caused by iron balls.
If the spiracles had not been blocked with a gold seal, the fortune of retrograde would have occurred right away.
‘hmm.’
But is there really a need to gather this energy?
Just in case, Mok Gyeong-un stretched his arms out into the air in the direction from which the energy was flowing and memorized the phrase in his head.
‘I’m so hopeless… Miss Lee Hyeong-wishim…’
It was a formality.
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