Episode 55 I Know You.
A purple glow signaled the use of a forbidden magic.
This is the display of the mind-reading technique of stealing souls from others to get the truth from them.
The art of soul-sucking was a forbidden martial art that could not be used on followers without the permission of the cult leader.
Because the martial arts itself can read the opponent’s mind and even elicit a response, there was a lot of potential for it to be abused in various ways.
However, the Demon Lord broke the taboo and used the magic of soul-taking.
Even the highest-level sorcerers could perform the soul-poisoning technique, but the success rate varied depending on each person’s skill and internal energy. The higher the skill, the darker the purple color.
The dazzling purple color of the Soul Extraction Magic of the Sub-Honmazon was telling us that it could even bring out things that we couldn’t even remember.
“Who the hell are you?”
“It’s a sword dance.”
“How do you know about me?”
“I investigated you. Everything from your personality to everything.”
The poison-taking technique that penetrates through the eyes had no effect on me even though I had put in blood-curdling essence.
Still, I answered as if I was under the spell of a mind-reading spell. If I saw what he was asking, I would learn something about him too.
“Is the cult leader behind this incident?”
“None.”
A look of relief crossed the face of the Demon Lord. As expected, what he feared the most was his father.
“Why did you come?”
“I came to kill you.”
“Who did you tell that you were coming here?”
“I didn’t tell anyone.”
The Demon Lord of the Souls has released the poison-taking technique. If it wasn’t for the cult leader to order, it seems he has decided that there is no reason to continue using the poison-taking technique while consuming internal energy. The internal energy and mental power required for the poison-taking technique are more severe than any other sorcery.
I could tell from the question of who he had told that I was here that he had decided to kill me.
“Lee Gongja, from today onwards you will disappear from your world.”
“I am me, but would you be able to kill me and deal with the consequences?”
“Why should I be the one to take care of the aftermath? Bloodthirsty Doma should do it. It won’t be me who kills you. You’ll end up dying by his hand while trying to kill Bloodthirsty Doma.”
It meant that he was going to order me to kill Blood Heavenly Demon by casting a spell on me. Since he thought I couldn’t defeat Blood Heavenly Demon, he concluded that I would end up dying to Blood Heavenly Demon.
“That’s very typical of you.”
“What do you mean by being myself? Why do you keep talking as if you know me so well? You investigated me? Thinking you can kill me is a ridiculous investigation.”
The moment he finished speaking, the world spun around.
Bright and intense lights flew in, blinding me, and soon I was standing alone in a dark space. Someone whispered in my ear.
-Kill the Bloodthirsty Demon!
That phrase was repeated over and over again.
At first, it was the voice of the Subhonmajon, then the voice of my father, then the voice of Ian, then the voice of Seodaeryong. He repeated it in every voice I knew. Even my own voice and the voice of the Bloodthirsty Demon were heard.
Even though I covered my ears, the words kept coming into my head. It felt like the orders were being hammered into my brain. My head hurt so much it felt like it was going to burst.
Even with the Cheonmahoshinkong activated, this is how it is, so if it were a normal person, they would have already fallen for the soul-binding magic of the Soul-binding Demon Lord.
I looked around.
In the pitch-black darkness, I could see a bluish light in the distance. I instinctively felt that this light was the method of destroying this sorcery. I walked toward that light.
As they got closer, the light grew brighter, until it was large enough for a person to pass through.
I walked in there without hesitation.
Outside, the demon lord was standing. He looked at me with a surprised face.
“How did you open your eyes on your own?”
It seems that the act of walking out into the light was in reality an act of opening one’s eyes.
“You can never open your eyes until the magic spell is over?”
“I guess I have grown very attached to Hyeolcheon Doma. I don’t want to kill him.”
Once again, the surroundings began to spin around and a bright light came flying in. Once again, I was in darkness.
-Kill the Bloodthirsty Demon!
It was a more powerful soul-binding technique that required more internal energy. If the first soul-binding technique involved hammering a small hammer into the brain, now it involved pounding it with a large hammer.
But the bluish light still existed, and I was able to escape through it. Even after I got out, I felt dizzy as if my head was going to split open, so I could see how powerful the soul-binding magic of the Soul-binding Demon Lord was.
“Why on earth don’t you get caught in the spell?”
“It’s because of the close bond I have with Elder Doma.”
“gibberish!”
“You seem uneasy, which is unusual for you.”
“Then I, who have no feelings, will have to step forward myself.”
The next moment, the surroundings became dark.
Something stirred in the darkness.
As the floor shook, dark shadows rose up. They were monsters with long, slit eyes and mouths and long limbs, the very sight of which was chilling.
Things that seemed to have come out of hell came rushing towards me.
I cut them with the black magic sword.
The bodies of the dark monsters were dotted with blue light. Some were on their heads, some on their stomachs, and some on their arms. The blood essence showed exactly how to destroy this sorcery.
As I aimed the light precisely, they disappeared into a white halo. They were probably evil spirits that would never die unless you hit their vital points, and would attack your opponent until the very end. They were enemies that could never be stopped simply by having excellent martial arts skills.
As I cut down all the monsters, the dark surroundings brightened and I could see the Sub-Honma-Jon standing there with a serious expression.
He performed his next spell without saying a word.
When it got dark and then bright again, I was startled.
I was standing on a large log in the middle of the ocean.
It was real sea water. It was clearly an illusion created by manipulating the human mind, but it was a real sea where you would die if you fell in.
At that moment, the sound of waves could be heard from afar.
I turned my head and saw something coming towards me from afar. To my surprise, it was a huge tsunami.
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Swaaaaaaaaaaaaah!
The wrath of Mother Nature that cannot be stopped by human power.
I could clearly see why the Jeongpa people were the most troubled by the Sub-Hon-Ma-Jon. How on earth could a mere human overcome this gigantic illusion?
The tsunami that came crashing in was as high as a cliff. It was so high that the end seemed far away.
But nowhere in the tsunami was there any sign of destruction.
Since there was nowhere to escape, I was swept away by the waves.
I was crushed by the tremendous impact and sank into the water. If the Cheonmahoshinkong had not been activated, I would have lost consciousness from the impact.
I was swept into the water here and there, regardless of my will.
How much time has passed?
“Pua!”
I put my face out of the water and let out the breath I had been holding.
Just when I thought I might finally be able to live.
Another tidal wave began to surge in from afar. If this tidal wave continued to repeat itself, even the most skilled practitioner would eventually die of exhaustion. Before that happened, I had to find a way to destroy it.
I looked around and dove into the water to see if there was any bluish light, but the sea was pitch black.
I was swept away by the second tsunami. After minimizing the impact with the Cheonmahoshinkong, I raised my head out of the water again. No matter how I looked around, the surroundings were a vast ocean.
Searching this vast ocean to find the method of destruction seemed almost impossible.
Where the hell am I? There are no seagulls, no rocky islands, just me and the vast ocean.
‘If there’s anything, I’ll find it.’
Just then, a thought crossed my mind. When I thought about it, there was something.
‘no way?’
I jumped out of the water. I kicked the water and flew up to find something. But I didn’t find what I was looking for and was swept away by the third tidal wave.
Before the fourth tidal wave came again, I flew over the sea again and searched hard for one thing.
And finally I found what I was looking for.
‘Please! This is it!’
What I found was the log that was standing there when I first came in here.
When I turned the log, there was a bluish light underneath.
Blood Anjeongsu always taught me the destruction method accurately and quickly, but this time, it was dark under the lamp. It was understandable, since the destruction method was the only thing that protected me in the vast ocean.
Or perhaps it was originally shining from above, but as the log turned in the waves, the light was directed downwards.
Just before the fourth tidal wave hit, I cut down the log with my black magic sword.
At that very moment!
The tsunami that had been surging in like a lie disappeared, and at the same time, the sea disappeared as well.
It must have been a desperate move, but the Demon Lord didn’t let me see him despairing.
A new space opened up right away. The Sub-Hon-Ma-Jon was pouring out all the secret techniques he possessed.
There were about thirty mirrors standing around me.
My life was reflected in the mirror.
There was me as a child, me as I am now, me as a middle-aged person, and me as an old person. It was as if a mirror was showing me my entire life over the span of three or four years.
I walked slowly and looked at myself in the mirror. Most of them were ages I had experienced before returning, but at some point, they showed an age I had never experienced before. In particular, the me reflected in the last mirror was so old that I could not even recognize myself.
I was on the verge of death.
I asked myself in the mirror.
“What are you regretting so much?”
In the mirror, I was lying alone in a large room, twisted and withered, staring at the ceiling with empty eyes. There was no one to accompany me in my death. It was truly a lonely and desolate death.
This is not my future. It is an illusion created by the Sub-Hon-Ma-Jon. Perhaps someone with a bad temper may have broken this mirror. If they had, the situation would have been even worse.
I reached out and slowly caressed the old man’s face in the mirror.
“You lived with so much blood on your hands, did you expect a happy death? That’s greed, Mugeuk-ah. If you killed Hwamugi and saved the people who needed to be saved, then this kind of death is okay.”
I consoled myself. What would my actual death be like? Would I die alone and lonely like that? Or would I die smiling and comforting those who were left behind?
“It’s okay, go. I know you.”
I was comforting myself in the mirror, but maybe I was also comforting myself in the present. I was telling myself that I was okay, that I was doing well.
I turned back to the front and stood before a mirror that showed me when I was younger. It was a few years later, and there was a bluish glow around the mirror.
“Okay, shall we go out then?”
Clang!
He swung his black magic sword and broke the mirror.
Beyond the broken mirror, the surprised figure of the Sub-Honmazon was visible.
“How did you know it was a mirror?”
Among dozens of mirrors, only one could come out of there.
“If you break another one by mistake, the number of mirrors will double. If you break another one by mistake, it will double again. You will never be able to get out of there.”
“I am lucky.”
“You say you got out because you were lucky? It’s not something you can break just because you’re lucky!”
The expression on the Sub-Honmazon’s face was completely frozen. Now, his surprise had turned to shock, and he had reached a conclusion that had been running through his mind the entire time his attack had failed.
He asked in a trembling voice.
“Have you really mastered the art of the Nine-Handed Demon?”
Before I could even answer, he assumed it was true.
“You’re such a crazy cult leader! Have you already chosen a successor without telling us?”
He misunderstood. It couldn’t be otherwise. There was only one case where his magic didn’t work.
The Demon Lord exploded with anger.
“Damn it! Using my child as a knife to kill me? You dirty little bastard! The cult leader has never shown his true intentions. He always hits me in the back of the head.”
“Wait a minute! Let me get this straight. What other incident has my father ever stabbed me in the back of the head?”
“what?”
“You always hit me in the back of the head? Tell me about another hit.”
The Demon Lord Seop-hon-ma-jon was speechless.
“My father said that you are the person the political people fear the most. It means that he holds you in high esteem. Would he have hit you in the back of the head? I don’t think so.”
“What are you trying to say?”
“Don’t say things like you’re angry. Father hesitated to kill you until the very end. Maybe I’ll lose points because of this.”
“But why is it like this?”
“I thought about it carefully. I farmed, ran a business, went to school, and served as a military officer. I was just living a normal life. Then one day, without any reason, I was dragged away and had my heart ripped out while I was still alive? Wouldn’t that be so unfair?”
“Life is inherently unfair. If you feel wronged, become a master.”
“You can take all that resentment today.”
Even though he misunderstood that I had mastered the Nine-Handed Demonic Arts, the Demon Lord was not discouraged.
“You said you investigated me? Yes, you investigated me well. I am a person who has lived with the desire to live long. Couldn’t I have predicted that this day would come? The day when the cult leader would betray me and try to kill me?”
He still believed that his father had orchestrated the situation.
“Do you know why I got into the Heart and Soul Law? Just to gain a little bit of internal energy?”
“Wasn’t it?”
“Of course not.”
A black smoke-like aura began to rise around the body of the Sub-Honmazon.
“You said you turned into a monster? Have you ever seen a real monster?”
In the black aura, he began to change. It was a literal transformation. His body grew larger and his skin turned black. From his long, slitted eyes, a pure white light flowed out, and his ears popped up like a demon. A large, red heart was seen beating and thumping inside his chest.
Is that an illusion or reality?
He transformed and showed a completely different prayer than before. He was cold and solid. I was nervous. This magic was a fatal move to counter the Nine Fires Magic. That means he was that strong.
“I’ll tear apart that damned magic wand you’ve got!”
The magical energy he emitted swept through the surroundings. It wasn’t just any magical energy, it was dark magical energy.
