How to Live as a Magician in the Martial Arts World Episode 50
Chapter 12. The Zombie (3)
In the past, there was something called primitive magic.
Rather than using a ring to infuse magic power as is done now, the goal is to bring about a desired phenomenon through a ritual or ceremony.
So to speak, the ritual of praying for rain was like that, and the ritual the emperor performed to pray for peace and a good harvest for the year was also like that.
If we go into the realm of folktales, we could mention anecdotes such as Zhuge Liang praying to bring the southeast wind or offering dumplings to calm the storm.
‘I used to think they were all lies.’
Even though he is my ancestor, I used to think that it was too much of a lie, but these days, I think there is some truth mixed in.
As he thought about this, Jegal Xuanmong adjusted his clothes, knelt down, and sat up straight.
‘It was the same in Allen’s world.’
Before a genius came along and created something called a ring, magic was extremely primitive.
It’s to the extent that it’s not much different from the magic currently being used in the Central Plains.
They offered sacrifices, danced, and tried to communicate with spirits to get what they wanted.
And in fact, it was still valid even now. It was just eliminated, not disappeared.
If so, if he were to use such primitive magic, he would be able to accomplish things that would be difficult for Zhuge Xuanmong to accomplish at his current level.
Jegal Xuanmong placed both hands on the incense burner and closed his eyes.
I saw zombies and people fighting right before my eyes, but I just decided to believe it.
He breathed magic into the incense burner and began to rewrite the spell to suck out the negative energy that filled the manor.
‘It is said that lightning, one of the most powerful yang energies in the world, is not created solely by yang energies.’
Jegal Hyunmong raised his control and sharpened his magical power. Then he divided the energy that formed the yin and yang energy.
He transformed it into the smallest unit, built it into a form that was easy to offer up, and sent it flying into the sky.
Divide, cut. Divide again, cut again.
He stirred the scattered things with his magic wand and shaped them into a cloud-like shape.
Being able to manipulate magic is not simply a matter of will.
Words, gestures, actions, rituals, deeds.
Everything that humans could create and produce was capable of eliciting magical power.
String-
My head started hurting.
No matter how delicately you control the spell, how minimally you use it, and how primitive magic you use it, the necessary magical power and number of rings are not enough.
My mind became dizzy.
Somewhere between fainting and being in a daze.
Jegal Hyeonmong had a dream.
* * *
“Creating another circle is like adding another way to connect with the world. Furthermore, it is also about recognizing that the self and the other are not different but the same.”
Allen was listening to Rowlon talk about creating another circle.
To create another circle, several conditions were required.
First, the body must be prepared.
Here, the body meant a circle.
The ring had to be strong enough, full of magic power, and completely controllable.
“Then, enlightenment is necessary. Here, more fundamental questions are necessary. What is magic power? And what is sorcery? And what is sorcery that can manifest certain phenomena simply by infusing magic power?”
Allen looked as if his head was going to explode.
At that sight, Rowlon smiled and placed his hand on Allen’s head.
“Don’t overthink it. The point is how you see, accept, and understand this world. How you want to see this world through magic. If you think about that, you’ll be able to get a starting point.”
Rowlon asked finally.
“What kind of mind do you have when you use magic?”
In his dream, Allen thought for a long time.
Jegal Xuanmong was watching it.
No, he wasn’t just watching. Even in that situation, Jegal Hyunmong was thinking of a spell to summon lightning.
And half a year passed in the dream.
Allen was holding a magic wand that looked like a sword.
What it unfolded was the various martial arts that were thought to have been seen through Jegal Hyeonmong.
For half a year, at first I only imitated my brother.
But gradually, intention began to take hold, and later, his breathing began to change.
And in the meantime, practical training on the rooftop began.
It was training to fight monsters.
But something seemed to be wrong. A monster too powerful for the students to handle had appeared.
Allen started fighting to protect his students.
And as I fought, I gradually began to fall into a state of selflessness, and as I did so, I began to find my own way of moving.
And when the monster was defeated, Allen’s ring was split into two.
At the same time, Jegal Hyunmong completed the ritual.
* * *
‘How long do I have to do this?’
Dang Hwa-ryeong felt her breath now rising to her chin.
If Mansu, who had just woken up from a faint, hadn’t joined me, I would have seriously considered running away.
The zombie was really strong.
Since becoming a first-class expert, I have never felt the importance of compatibility like this.
“Throw it!”
Even though Mansu was not in perfect health, he shouted and ordered his subordinates, and the subordinates immediately threw a rope with a hook attached to it at the zombie.
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The zombie didn’t dodge, because it wasn’t hurt that much anyway.
But once the hooks started to get stuck in his body, it was a different story.
“I got it, pull!”
Kwaaaaak-
The rope quickly became taut, and the zombie’s body was caught in several ways.
As soon as the guards pulled hard, the zombie’s body stopped for a moment.
But that was only for a moment.
“Geuuuuuuuu!”
As the zombie writhed with a roar, its feet were dragged despite the fact that there were two or three long ones attached to each rope.
Dang Hwa-ryeong gritted his teeth and waved both his hands.
Shhhhhhh-!
The place where the thrown magic bullet was aimed was not a critical point. Rather, it was a place essential for the movement of the human body, including joints and ligaments.
A few were blocked by the armor, but it was enough to restrict movement.
‘Not yet?’
Tang Hua Ling turned his gaze and looked at Zhuge Xuan Mong.
Despite all this commotion, Jegal Hyunmong still had his eyes closed and was praying.
And the incense burner that rose in front of it was flashing a strange blue light.
‘What is this tingling sensation…?’
Tank!
At that moment, there was a sound of something snapping and something was thrusting in.
Although I blocked it quickly, I felt a pain in my forearm as if I had been hit with a whip.
‘tether.’
The rope that the zombies and the strong men were struggling with broke.
And it wasn’t just this one.
As if waiting for one to break, they broke one after another, and as the zombie twisted its body violently in place, the people holding the rope flew into the sky like fish caught on a fishing line.
“Still going strong. Even a master would have died if he had been hit like that.”
Dang Hwa-ryeong muttered with a look of despair in his eyes.
But strangely enough, I didn’t feel much of a sense of crisis.
Before he knew it, Jegal Hyunmong had opened his eyes and was standing up, holding the wooden stick he always had with him and pointing it at the sky.
and.
The sky was already filled with dark clouds making a growling sound.
Jiang Shi must have felt that strangeness as well, as he looked at Zhuge Xuanmong.
And then he bent his knees to move.
Jegal Hyunmong was one step faster than that.
Two rings swirled above his head, completing the calculations of the spell.
In his slowed sense of perception, Jegal Hyunmong lowered his magic wand from top to bottom very slowly, even to his own eyes.
The magical name came about very naturally.
It was natural.
Even the name was part of the ritual.
“Thunder Seal.”
-!
A white pillar staked the world down.
At the same time, it exploded like a firecracker, instantly turning the whole world white.
The real thing is just for a very brief moment, a fleeting moment.
But at that moment, as if trying to leave a mark on the world by saying that he had existed, he struggled and left behind all kinds of scars.
And then it disappeared.
“!”
The dark clouds were clearing.
Because the clouds that had just been drained of all their power were now scattering away.
The rain stopped.
In the east, the sun rose and the stretching yang energy illuminated every corner of the garden.
“Phew… … .”
While the eyes of the people, even Mansu, were filled with wonder, Jegal Hyunmong was the only one who let out a long sigh and lowered his magic wand in a peaceful manner.
Before his eyes, he saw the burning body of a zombie, completely blackened and charred.
It was the same even when I checked with magic power.
The yin and yang energy that filled the zombie’s body had long since evaporated due to the overwhelming yang energy.
“I guess it’s over.”
* * *
It’s not over yet.
Because the survivors had to clean up the mess.
“… … The damage is quite extensive.”
Fortunately, none of those brought by Mansu died, but there were quite a few who had to recuperate after sustaining serious injuries while fighting the zombies.
Even Mansu had so many broken bones that it was difficult to count them on both hands, and Danghwa-ryeong had to be treated for a long time because he had rolled around here and there.
“It’s not like I have no income at all.”
As Mansu said this, he pointed to the treasure he had found with the help of those who were still in good health.
It was part of the wealth accumulated by the Hwangga Sangdan, Geumga Sangdan, and Hwanggeum Sangdanju.
“I guess that Taoist bastard must have used it in some way or another, so this is all that’s left. As promised, take this.”
“Is that really okay?”
“okay.”
Mansu nodded.
To be honest, it wasn’t a small amount.
But it is true that the amount of money earned through all that hard work was not that large.
Didn’t you almost cross the line? Even if you were to go to the hospital and get treatment right away, you would have to spend more than that.
Still, it must have been a considerable amount of money for Jegal Hyeonmong.
After all, the current Jegal Hyunmong was a debtor.
“What, Jegal? Are you eating it all by yourself? What about mine?”
Tang Hua Ling approached. Jegal Xuan Mong frowned for a moment.
‘If you’re from a prestigious family, you must have a lot of money.’
Although it was only for a moment, Tang Hua Ling looked at Zhuge Xuan Mong’s expression and silently raised his hand.
A forearm wrapped tightly in a splint and bandage.
Jegal Hyunmong immediately bowed his head.
“I will share it with you.”
“Well, that’s right.”
Tang Hualing was satisfied with Zhuge Xuanmong’s quick surrender.
Of course, I do have quite a bit of wealth, but isn’t it better to have more?
“But can I give it to you later? There’s something I want to write about.”
“What do you want to write? What is it?”
Jegal Hyunmong looked around the garden for a moment and then shrugged his shoulders.
“It’s nothing. I just wanted to offer a sacrifice here. Mansu brought the ritual utensils, but they were all broken in the commotion just now, so none of them are intact. I think I’ll have to spend some money.”
“If that’s the case, then I can give it to you. That’s what we promised from the beginning.”
Although Mansu said so, Jegal Hyunmong shook his head.
“I think it would be better to use the wealth of this estate rather than other wealth. If you are lacking something, I will definitely make up for it later.”
“… … .”
At those words, people looked at Dang Hwa-ryeong.
Tang Hwa-ryeong shook his head, feeling as if he had become trash in an instant.
“Oh, no. I was just saying that.”
“What are you talking about? Didn’t you follow my suggestion? You should receive the appropriate compensation for that… … .”
“No! It’s really okay. I said it’s okay? I’m a political party myself, but I can’t demand compensation for this cause. That’s not a compromise.”
“Yes, I understand that. Don’t say anything else later.”
“……uh?”
It was only after some time had passed that it was realized that Dang Hwa-ryeong had been deceived.
