How to Live as a Magician in the Martial Arts World Episode 33
Chapter 7. Mine (7)
“Gasp, gasp.”
Galsa-ryang staggered out of the cloud of poisonous mosquitoes.
Even though he had suffered internal injuries, Gal Sa-ryang was a master who was truly at his peak.
In that short time, he curled up into a ball, reduced his surface area, and killed the mosquitoes by putting the game in his clothes.
And then he immediately unfolded his lightness and got out of his seat.
‘Run away.’
Despite all that, Galsalyang had already allowed dozens of poisonous mosquitoes into his body.
There were even poisonous mosquitoes that burrowed into the clothes.
“fu*k!”
As it was, Galsa-ryang rolled around on the floor.
Thanks to that, I was able to kill the poisonous mosquito that had burrowed into my clothes… … but it was truly a humiliating moment.
“You son of a bitch, you can chew on anything and still not get a satisfying taste!”
Magic energy stretched out from Galsalyang’s eyes.
Gal Sa-ryang, who was waving both hands without hesitation and scattering his claws, let out a loud roar.
“Come out now! I’ll tear you to pieces!”
“Where is the fool who appears in front of someone who speaks like that?”
“There you are!”
Galsa-ryang, who had identified the source of the voice, flew without hesitation.
As soon as I pushed through the bushes, I saw Jegal Hyunmong with surprised eyes.
Galsa-ryang waved his fingernails with a sharp look in his eyes.
Several fingers were broken with a snapping sound.
“Ugh!?”
Jegal Hyunmong’s illusions had disappeared in an instant.
All I could feel was the texture of a solid wall.
No matter how early the attack was, the strike was off and the solid stone wall was hit, so there was nothing the attacker could do about the amount of damage.
‘I clearly heard a sound?’
Galsaryang exhaled heavily. And then he realized.
My senses were greatly disturbed.
The poison that was in the organ. And the poison that he had planted in the poisonous mosquito. It was now boiling inside his body.
‘No, but even so… … .’
Immediately afterwards, Galsa-ryang realized something and threw away the poison pouch he had in his arms. Although it was small, the poison powder was mixed in with his breath.
And that too, in his own arms.
‘Run away.’
Why do I have to be pushed to this extent?
I couldn’t help but feel angry at the absurdity of it, but Galsa-ryang instinctively realized it.
It is by no means a good idea to argue with Zhuge Xuanmong at this place.
‘The exit will be close anyway!’
Galsa-ryang flew away with that thought in his mind.
Immediately after, a question crossed my mind.
For some unknown reason, Jegal Hyunmong had complete control over the Illusion Formation and was able to freely manipulate it, allowing him to show illusions as he pleased.
If so.
‘The exit I saw… … Was this really the exit?’
“Of course not.”
As if his mind had been read, Gal Sa-ryang stopped walking as soon as he heard Jegal Hyunmong’s voice.
It was one step away from the exit.
But I could tell with my senses.
The fact that if I had taken one more step, I would have slipped and rolled instead of making it out the exit.
‘fu*k.’
Galsa-ryang gritted his teeth.
If I hadn’t been injured.
If Zhuge Xuanmong had realized the possibility that he could manipulate illusions using the Hwanmongjin.
If only he hadn’t triggered the organ in his arms by some unknown sorcery.
After many what-ifs came to mind, Galsa Ryang realized.
“You were calculating all this, weren’t you… … .”
‘Of course not.’
Jegal Hyunmong exhaled as naturally as possible.
The ring was already creaking.
Although he was demonstrating his abilities beyond his capabilities by borrowing the natural skills and techniques of the already established Hwanmongjin, that did not mean that he was not burdening Jegal Hyeonmong at all.
If I had calculated everything from the beginning, not only would I never have been kidnapped in the first place, I would never have had to push myself to such extremes.
I just did my best. I was just lucky that things worked out this well.
So, Jegal Hyunmong opened his mouth.
“Do you really think so?”
“… … .”
For the first time in his life, Galsa-ryang felt fear from someone inferior to him.
Because not denying something is tantamount to affirming it.
Galsa Ryang took a deep breath.
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I tried hard to suppress my anger and regain my composure.
“Make a suggestion.”
“You are proposing something when you broke your promise and tried to kill me?”
“You won’t be able to hold me back for a thousand years anyway. But no matter how much sorcery you use, you won’t be able to kill me either.”
When he heard the words of sorcery from Madou’s mouth, Jegal Hyunmong’s expression became strange.
However, regardless of his feelings, Gal Sa-ryang’s words were not wrong. In this situation, there was really no way for Jegal Hyunmong to subdue Gal Sa-ryang.
‘If only there was one more ring… … .’
I thought about it, but there’s no way around it if you want something that isn’t there.
“Let go of the truth. I swear to the god that I will forget all the grudges we have had until now.”
“How can I believe that?”
“If you don’t believe me, I will kill you no matter what!”
There was still strength in the voice of Galsa-ryang.
Jegal Hyunmong gradually felt his limits and nodded.
“Okay. Go ahead.”
Using his last bit of strength, Zhuge Xuanmong dispelled the illusion of the dream formation surrounding Galsa Liang.
Galsa-ryang had no doubt about it.
Whenever I was in the dream world, I always felt like something was interfering with me. Since my senses and the five senses functioned separately, I couldn’t help it.
But, it was solved by one small manipulation by Zhuge Xuanmong.
Since there was no energy interfering with the five senses, the amount of Galsa could not be certain.
Unlike the fake entrance I had seen just before, the real exit was right in front of me.
“Good idea!”
Gal Sa-ryang, who had shouted like that, flew away before Jegal Hyunmong could change his mind.
No, it doesn’t matter even if you change your mind.
Since I had already seen the way out, I could just close my eyes and go.
As he limped forward slightly, Galsa-ryang only then felt a great sense of humiliation.
It was inevitable, as he was tricked by someone much lower than him and ended up begging for his life.
“I will definitely get revenge. I said, ‘I am Jegal Hyunmong.’”
Galsa-ryang moved forward, repeating quietly so as not to be heard.
Then he stopped walking.
“Hello.”
“… … .”
“Uh, so what should I call you, Madou brat?”
A rough-looking middle-aged man wearing a tiger’s fur, who looked like a bandit to anyone who saw him, was looking at him with sharp eyes.
“Hey, the powerful Majinkwang…?”
Why is this master right in front of me?
“When our swindler told us to wait on the other side of the canyon just in case, I was hopeful, and it turns out that there’s no harm in listening. It’s our equipment after all.”
“This is Jangjabang… … .”
Galsaryang suddenly shook his head.
Jegal Hyunmong was walking, staggering, leaning on a cane. He had a haggard expression on his face, having endured many hardships.
I actually thought I was going to die.
Muscle pain from being on the move for three days, and physical pain from being pressured both yin and yang by Gal Sa-ryang.
There was a splitting headache that came from intervening in the dream world and controlling the magic…
Even though he felt like he was going to collapse at any moment, Jegal Hyunmong opened his mouth.
“He is the one who created the Ghost Valley… …!”
Gal Sa-ryang, who had suddenly heard such a ridiculous accusation, felt shocked without realizing it.
“No, what’s that all of a sudden… … .”
“I knew it!”
I couldn’t continue speaking.
Margin Kwang lifted the sword that was on the ground and swung it at Galsa Ryang.
At the axe swing of the master, Gal Sa-ryang stretched out both his hands in a hurry.
“Get out of here, you damn fool.”
Both hands split like well-dried firewood, and Galsa-ryang’s head rose into the air.
At that sight, Jegal Hyunmong breathed a sigh of relief.
‘Okay, it’s over.’
What kind of bad luck is this?
As he sat down, Jegal Hyunmong realized something.
What happened today was an experience that would be too much even if you only experience it once in your lifetime.
But somehow, it seemed like this kind of necrophilia would continue to happen in his life.
Although it was a story with no basis in fact, Jegal Hyunmong was convinced of it.
‘Rings, I need to make more rings… … or at least some way to protect myself.’
“Hey, you! Are you okay?”
Hearing Ma Jin-gwang’s voice, Jegal Hyun-mong lost his mind.
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It was three days later that Jegal Hyunmong woke up.
However, his physical condition was not normal. In addition to the accumulated fatigue and mental pain, he was unable to get up due to the extreme consumption of magical power.
Because of this, I had to refuse visits for a while, and when I returned to the church, I was treated like a traitor.
And after that, after grumbling for a while, I finally got up from my sickbed and two weeks had passed.
‘Not bad.’
Jegal Hyunmong thought about this while lying on his side.
I was already sad that the vacation was over, but it wasn’t so bad to have this legitimate(?) excuse to rest.
Especially to organize the enlightenment.
I unexpectedly experienced a life-threatening situation, and as I racked my brain to get out of it, I came to a realization without even realizing it.
I don’t know if it was because I had been using up all my magic power there, but my magic power limit had also increased.
Above all, the types of magic that could be used also increased.
Jegal Hyunmong flicked the magic wand (which Im Jin-gyu found and returned).
As the magic power built up according to the spell, it illuminated the outside scenery even though it was inside the room.
‘Is this it?’
After risking my life to construct the magic formula for the dream circle, I found that the core magic formula for constructing this dream circle was not something that showed an illusion that did not exist at all.
Rather, it shows what exists.
Just like a mirror.
It’s not really a fantasy… …but it’s still pretty useful.
Yes, for example, if you are inside the house like now and look around outside the house.
Of course, there were distance limitations and the consumption of horsepower was not insignificant.
The reason why Jegal Hyunmong showed his illusions at will in the Hwanmongjin was because he intervened in the Hwanmongjin’s pre-constructed magic.
Just that alone was hard enough to feel like a burden on the ring, but it was quite difficult to construct a complete illusion with just one’s own strength.
‘No matter what, I need more rings and magic power.’
And then, Jegal Hyunmong saw.
The sight of familiar figures such as Samarin and Zhuge Jun coming to this place.
‘What’s going on?’
Honestly, it’s annoying.
The later indexes didn’t do anything to Jegal Hyunmong in particular. But isn’t it true that the martial arts people are always troublesome when they get involved?
‘If you pretend it doesn’t exist… … .’
“If you don’t come out, I’ll break this gate down.”
“Let’s go!”
At Dang Hwa-ryeong’s words, Jegal Hyeonmong suddenly stood up from his seat.
As soon as I released the spell and opened the door, I saw the three men and women just like in my fantasy.
“It’s been a while. How have you been?”
“No, but you seem to be doing well.”
“How could I have lived well after being kidnapped by Mine and suffering physical and mental injuries? I feel sorry for myself for not being able to get up and leave even for a day.”
Samarin smiled faintly at Zhuge Xuanmong’s cleverness.
‘I really want to rip my tongue out.’
Perhaps Zhuge Liang’s true talent lies in none other than making people angry?
With that thought in mind, Samarin continued speaking.
“Anyway, I came here today to help you.”
“Me… … are you talking about?”
“Yeah. I thought he’d show up if I waited, but he really didn’t show up. Do you usually like to stay at home like that?”
Jegal Hyunmong felt that he would get really hit if he kept making excuses, so he changed the subject.
“By the way, what kind of help do you want? I don’t really need any help… … .”
“I need to write a report to submit to the Murim Alliance.”
“ah.”
Only then did Zhuge Xuanmong realize why they had arrived.
I had forgotten because it was so low in importance (in Jegal Hyunmong), but it was an important matter.
