How to Live as a Magician in the Martial Arts World Episode 49
Chapter 12. The Zombie (2)
‘what?’
The Taoist priest Jang Jun-il paused for a moment in bewilderment.
For a moment I didn’t understand what was happening.
“You… …what did you just do?”
“I’m talking about the zombies. You were controlling them with that bell, right? It seems like you’re controlling them by mixing magic with the sound coming from the bell. So I just thought I could control them with my own sound.”
I still couldn’t understand.
What Jegal Hyunmong said was nonsense at the level of ‘I did it because I could’ and was something that could not be understood at all.
The man clenched his teeth at the feeling of being lost.
“I can’t believe it!”
Tinkle!
The zombie began to move even more violently.
Jegal Hyunmong frowned slightly.
What he said to Jang Jun-il was not a lie.
However, it wasn’t that easy. What Jang Jun-il was holding was an item specially designed to amplify the spell.
Would it be easy to intervene there and dismantle the ritual?
‘… … I thought so, but it was easier than I thought.’
WHEEK!
Towering.
Wheeeeeek!
‘I can do this much.’
Jegal Hyunmong observed carefully, and when he saw a dangerous scene, he responded by whistling to stop the zombies’ movements for a moment.
“Well done, Waryong!”
Kwak!
Mansu smiled fiercely.
While the movement stopped, he raised his sword in reverse and pierced the zombie’s instep.
“Bring me the axe!”
“Yes, brother!”
The extension seemed to have been prepared in advance in Mansu’s outstretched hand.
Mansu, holding an axe, spoke while shaking his head.
“Even if you move without feeling any pain, you can’t move if your limb ligaments are torn, right? Ugh!”
When Jang Jun-il’s bell rang again, Jiang Shi pulled out the sword stuck in his foot and roared.
He pushed Mansu away and turned his gaze towards Jegal Hyunmong. Anyone could tell that he was about to throw his sword.
“Zhegal! Danger… … .”
WHEEK!
Once again, the zombie’s movements stopped.
In the meantime, Mansu hit the arm of the zombie who was about to throw it away with an axe, causing him to drop his sword.
“It’s good because it’s easy to fight!”
It’s not that it wasn’t, it was like that.
A first-class zombie moves with great strength, is immune to most attacks, is impervious to poison, and can even move rocks.
If it were just a little bit, it would have been impossible to deal with.
Meanwhile, Jang Jun-il was feeling the boiling pain of hell.
Jang Jun-il keenly felt why there is a saying in the world that a person’s balls are twisted.
‘Ten years. I devoted ten whole years to learning this magic!’
Not only that, but to make it easier to control the magic, he built a fortress and used various materials to create a magical treasure, the Jehonryung (制魂玲), that could control the zombies.
It was not a spell that could be solved with just one whistle from Jegal Hyunmong. That was why it was not possible.
Feelings of inferiority, jealousy, envy, etc. boiled up in Jang Jun-il’s chest.
“Listen to me, Urgent Pay Law! Listen to me!”
“Ah, now I understand a little.”
“What are you talking about!”
Jegal Hyunmong no longer even whistled.
When he clapped his hands with all his might, the sound of the bell that Jang Jun-il had been shaking flowed backwards.
“!”
In terms of the energy itself, the energy that Jang Jun-il was dealing with was much more.
However, Jegal Hyunmong’s magic was swimming upstream like a salmon, going against the grain of Jang Jun-il’s magic and dismantling it piece by piece.
Complete destruction of the ritual.
“Sob.”
Jang Jun-il spit out blood.
The poisonous words of Jegal Hyunmong, the poison of Tang Hwaryeong, and the destruction of this technique all came together to cause my body and mind to break down.
‘It ends here?’
Jang Jun-il gritted his teeth. He poured all the magical power he had into the spirit of marriage.
“I can’t accept it! I can’t accept it! Urgent pay law! My orders… … .”
Break.
At that moment, the bell that Jang Jun-il was shaking burst in the middle. The bell that was ringing the bell broke and fell powerlessly to the floor.
At the same time, the zombie’s movements suddenly stopped.
“……ah.”
Jang Jun-il’s face turned pale.
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And in the next moment, the zombie that had jumped towards Mansu slowly, very slowly.
But I looked at Jang Jun-il with a very clear purpose and intention.
“That, urgent… … .”
The zombie flew away.
The next moment, Jang Jun-il’s body flew away like a doll thrown by a child in disgust.
“Eeeeek… … !”
Jegal Hyunmong felt a chill running down his spine.
‘It’s dangerous.’
“Everyone, now is the time. Let’s hurry and get out of here.”
“What? But that right now… … .”
“Come on! Right now, the author has completely lost control of the spell that controls the zombies. If not now, there is no chance to escape.”
When Jegal Hyunmong spoke urgently for the first time, Mansu, who was about to say something, nodded.
“let’s go.”
Anyway, no matter what happened, staying in this basement wasn’t a very good choice.
The group immediately turned around and headed towards the entrance and exit.
And behind it all, a terrible scream was coming out.
“Oh, don’t come. I told you not to come! I, I am your master. My master! Kkuuuuuuu! My arms, my arms!”
A sound so loud that it felt like my vocal cords were going to tear.
Even the courageous Dang Hwa-ryeong had a hardened expression.
“Hey, what happened over there?”
“… … It’s simple. Originally, the author was controlling the spirits of the dead using sorcery. However, this time, the sorcery broke down, and without any maintenance, he forced himself to use it, and it ended up being completely broken.”
“Is it some kind of coin possession or internal injury?”
“Similar. And from the perspective of the vengeful spirit possessing that zombie, who would be the person with the deepest grudge?”
“… … .”
Only then did people understand why Jiang Shi turned his head away from Mansu or Dang Hwa-ryeong, who were closest to him, and instead ran towards Jang Jun-il.
The thing that the vengeful spirits possessing the zombies resent the most is none other than the person who caused them to be like this.
Because they were quite far away, the sound now seemed distant.
However, Dang Hwa-ryeong and Man-su, who had some level of internal energy, frowned.
But Jegal Hyunmong spat it out coldly.
“Since you have walked the path of inhumanity, it is only natural that the ending would be beastly.”
“You’re right to be angry too.”
“No, why have you been doing that since earlier? I am always calm.”
“Isn’t it because you commit such evil deeds using your favorite sorcery?”
At Dang Hwa-ryeong’s words, Jegal Hyeon-mong was speechless for a moment.
When Jegal Hyunmong was speechless, Dang Hwaryeong was delighted and laughed.
“Surprisingly, you have the temperament of a political syndicate leader?”
“… … Anyway, let’s hurry. We have to hurry and get out. No matter how much resentment you have, Jang Jun-il won’t be able to hold out for long… … .”
As he spoke, Jegal Hyunmong looked at the passageway he had returned through with eyes that pierced the darkness.
The passage was closed as if it were a lie.
At the same time, Jang Jun-il’s scream, which had been heard faintly, suddenly stopped.
“The vengeful spirit hates the living and has the tendency to want to make them look like themselves, so they will target us next.”
Jegal Hyunmong muttered as he recalled the knowledge he had learned from the magic tower in his dream.
“Can’t you control the movements of the zombies like before? Wouldn’t it be easier without that Taoist monk named Jang Jun-il?!”
“It’s the opposite. Imagine a wild horse that you were barely able to control by putting the reins on, and then it was let loose.”
“So what are we going to do now? We’re stuck.”
“Oh, I thought that might be the case.”
As he said this, Jegal Hyunmong waved his magic wand.
Then, with a heavy sound, the closed door of the organ began to open again.
And at the same time, the sound started to get louder.
“Oh, here it comes! It’s a zombie!”
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The zombie was rushing towards me, with both hands together and feet together.
His whole body was bright red, as if he had just been in a pool of blood.
It was obvious who’s blood it was painted with.
“Kaaaaaaah!”
Anyone who looks at it can tell that it is full of murderous intent.
“Warrior! Get out now!”
At Mansu’s words, Jegal Hyunmong quickly stepped forward.
It was still raining. Even though the sorcerer was dead, the remaining cold air was also there.
And then there was a brief commotion.
First, people came out in droves, and then Mansu’s body, which had not come out until the end, was thrown out of the passage.
“Ugh!”
Mansu, who flew in with blood spraying from his mouth, was saved by his subordinates who were already waiting, and then Dang Hwa-ryeong, who had a complexion no different from Mansu, jumped out.
“What the hell, what kind of monster is this?”
For Dang Hwa-ryeong, he was nothing less than a nightmare opponent.
Because Dokdo and Amgi didn’t work at all.
It would have been better if Peng-ak, who left Sacheon not long ago, had stayed here.
The conclusion was quick.
“Zhegal! What are you going to do now?”
“We can’t just back off like this. If we leave it like this, it’ll probably try to find everything alive around it and kill them all. And… … .”
Jegal Hyeonmong looked at Jiang Shi’s appearance.
I would never have died in peace.
You can see the face of a zombie, mangled here and there.
The torn parts were patched together, and the skin colors were all different.
They say Jang Jun-il used some special trick, so this might be part of it.
And the resentment emanating from the zombie’s body could not be ignored.
“Can’t we just leave it behind?”
“Then is there any way? If this continues, we’re all going to die!”
Jegal Hyunmong looked up at the sky for a moment.
Then he looked at the incense burner he had brought and nodded.
“… … About a day, please give me some time.”
“What are you going to do?”
“I would like to offer a sacrifice.”
“Sacrifice? No, are you saying that the zombie will listen to you if you offer a sacrifice now?”
“No, that’s not it.”
Zhuge Liang thought.
Now, the jiangshi who was causing a ruckus and fighting with Mansu’s subordinates was the embodiment of resentment and hatred.
It took a lot of yang energy to purify it.
A situation where it is raining.
Isn’t there only one way to bring in a large amount of yang energy?
“I’m trying to summon lightning.”
