< Episode 104 Crossroads (2) >
“Yes. So I don’t want to give you time to grope.”
A low voice ringing in my ears.
Moyak, a confidant of Prince Na Yulyang who was startled by this, launched a new weapon forward without even having time to think.
-Pot!
And at the same time, he pulled out two daggers from his sleeves, did a somersault, and launched them straight at the owner of the voice.
-Shoosh!
Is it because I’m extremely nervous?
It seemed as if time passed slowly.
Even though it was in the middle of somersaulting, the creature’s face was clearly visible.
A very beautiful face.
It felt more beautiful than a woman.
However, the being looked at the flying dagger and nodded slightly.
I thought they had no intention of stopping it.
It was that moment.
-Papak!
The flying dagger suddenly changed direction in the air, and immediately landed on the shoulder and thigh of the man who was doing somersaults.
-Poof! Sigh!
“Ahh!”
-Cudangtang!
He was struck by a dagger thrown by him and fell before landing properly.
“Oh my!”
In response, the Mueumdo Hyeong-in, who was right behind him, hurriedly pulled out a very thin and bendable sword from his waist and attempted to cut off the head of the suddenly appearing being, Mok Gyeong-un.
But before it even reached me,
-Chaenggang!
The sword broke and flew upward,
-Park!
“Keck!”
The head of the Mueumdo Hyeong-in, who was wielding the sword, was caught by Mok Gyeong-un’s hand.
It happened in the blink of an eye and I didn’t even realize what I was doing.
I’m embarrassed,
“It’s the rat you were spying on earlier.”
“Kkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk…You…?”
“If you’re done with your work, let’s go.”
“Go, go?”
-Quad!
Mok Gyeong-un ripped off the folds of his older brother’s question.
Hyeong-in, with blood pouring out from the area where the ulnaris had been torn, stumbled with his eyes wide as if they were torn apart, and soon fell backwards, stretching out into a large position.
The sight of him flinching and blood gushing out was even pathetic.
Even though two people were killed in an instant, Grand Duke Lu Liang’s eyes did not leave Mo Qingyun.
He glanced up once with his eyes and opened his mouth.
“Did you come by flying?”
“Yes, you guessed it well.”
“······.”
He came by flying.
So, does this mean that you have at least developed Neunggongheodao (凌空虛道) or Empty Gongdabo (虛空踏步)?
Even though he is better at walking than anyone else because he has mastered Myeonghyeonsuwolbo (明顯水越步), one of the rare techniques of revitalization, he has not yet reached that level.
I tried to deny a single word in my mind, but as expected,
‘······I have overcome the wall of walls.’
If you only compete with pure martial arts, you would have no chance of winning.
And his mood changed.
Before, I thought that he was a similar type of person to me in many ways, starting from the fact that his emotions were almost diluted, so I thought that if he would not comply, I should naturally kill him.
But apart from this, I had a feeling of immaturity, and now I don’t have that feeling at all.
At the time it was rough and unpolished, but now it felt complete, like a well-forged sword.
‘Become stronger…’
Na Yulyang’s eyes continued to move, albeit slightly.
I knew that Mok Kyung-un had become overwhelmingly stronger, but since it was a confrontational situation, I was picturing numerous battle scenes in my head.
However, even if you engrave it dozens or hundreds of times in an instant, you cannot find the answer.
The guy has completely turned into a monster.
-Gruck!
Feeling a strange feeling on his forehead, Na Yulyang stole it with the back of his hand.
It was none other than a cold sweat.
When Na Yulyang saw this, a strange look appeared in his eyes.
Have you ever sweated like this other than the sweat that dripped down while practicing?
It was the first time in my life that I felt nervous about something.
‘Life…and death….’ Am I standing at that crossroads?’
Crossroads.
This is a truly interesting crossroads.
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A crossroads filled only with death, with almost no visible path to life.
Mok Gyeong-un said to him.
“I wanted to see a more emotional change, but since he is a reasonable person, it seems reality hit him quickly.”
“I won’t deny it because I don’t see a chance of winning.”
“I’ll give you a choice.”
“option?”
“yes.”
“I guess you’re trying to torture me with useless hopes.”
“You think of it as an opportunity to enjoy life a little more.”
“What is that choice?”
“If you voluntarily cut the muscles and veins of your limbs and destroy your Danjeon, I will spare your life.”
“Is there a big difference from telling an unmanned person to die?”
“If death as a warrior is the same as life, then you can die like this.”
“Heh.”
Nayuliang snorted.
Mok Kyung-un shrugged his shoulders at his reaction.
Then Nayuliang stretched out his hand somewhere.
The sheath of the sword that was lying next to the drinking table was sucked into his hand by an empty object.
-widely!
Nayuliang, holding the sword sheath, opened his mouth.
“I have no intention of begging for my life or living like that. “If you’re going to go, it wouldn’t be a bad idea to go as a military officer.”
“That’s great.”
“Stop talking nonsense. Anyway, regardless of martial arts, the world is a diet of the fittest. “It is providence that if you are weak, you will be eliminated, and this time, that was just me.”
Even though I said this, it was a very bitter moment.
It’s even funny how even though he has almost the same power as the Eight Stars, he has become stronger and has become the weak one.
Na Yulyang, holding the sword tightly with his right hand, immediately tried to take off the blindfold he was wearing.
Even if it’s a battle with no chance of winning, shouldn’t we struggle?
Mok Gyeong-un also tried to grab the Geomgyeolji.
It was right then.
“Sijeongjiam (時停止暗).”
-Tsutsu side!
The world went dark for a moment, as if I had blinked.
At the same time, Mo Gyeong-un’s eyes narrowed.
‘!?’
That was because the figure of Prince Na Yu-ryang, who had been in front of his eyes just moments ago, had disappeared.
What on earth is going on?
I was puzzled because it happened in such a split second.
There was no sign of movement or movement of energy, and it was not enough that it disappeared before my eyes along the way…
-Rurrrrrr!
I felt numerous figures gathering around me.
There are a lot of them too.
This too appeared as if it had arisen suddenly.
It was a strange phenomenon.
Mok Gyeong-un slowly raised his head and looked at someone sitting on the roof tiles of the pavilion in the back garden.
“Is that what you did?”
“Hoo. No matter how strong he is, I thought he would be quite embarrassed, but he actually didn’t lose his cool in a situation like this. “It’s truly amazing.”
A person sitting on the pavilion tiles at a distance.
That person was Yulmyeong, the messenger of the Presbyterian Church.
Mok Gyeong-un, who saw Yul-myeong’s face covered with traces of terrible burns, was able to immediately recognize that it was the man who had tried to track him down using magic.
Grand Duke Lu Liang suddenly disappeared. How could he be here?
The reason is that,
-Sureuk!
The magic power of the three eyes was revealed through Mo Qingyun’s pupils.
Then, he felt an enormous, unfathomable force surrounding him.
The surrounding flow was still unstable, as if it had shaken the space itself.
Mok Gyeong-un, who was examining this, opened his mouth.
“What kind of technique is this?”
At that question, the forehead of Yulmyeong, the messenger of the Presbyterian Church, twitched.
There was a feeling of hopelessness.
But did you read the remaining waves of the main force?
“In the private record left by Wonsalgakju In Seo-ok, it was said that Bangwol Jo Eui-gong accepted him as his disciple because of his outstanding talent. It was true.”
Mok Gyeong-un seemed not to mind his words at all and continued his story.
“It doesn’t seem like even the best master could have this level of power, so did you borrow the power of a Buddhist sword or a special medium?”
“under?”
“I guess that’s right. Perhaps it was just me that gave him pause?”
‘!?’
At that question, the mouth of Yulmyeong, the messenger of the Presbyterian Church, opened slightly.
He seemed surprised by something.
Yulmyeong, who opened his mouth and twitched his eyebrows, soon spoke.
“······What the hell are you? “How can you do that?”
“There are traces of blood spilled on the floor towards the outside of the pavilion. Isn’t it unusual that he disappeared, leaving behind that, even though he clearly collapsed and didn’t move?”
‘blood?’
A few very faint drops of blood remained where Mo Kyung-un was looking.
Most of the traces were erased, but this one seemed to have never been found.
If Yulmyeong’s eyes had been seen, he would have been very surprised.
This was because traces that were so difficult to find were found at once.
“And with so many people coming so close, the fact that I didn’t even notice them at once is something that would only be possible if I was somehow far away and suddenly fell here… iced coffee. I guess they temporarily separated me somewhere else using some special technique or something. Or is it not just separation from space, but also from the flowing time?”
‘!!!!!’
Yulmyeong was truly dumbfounded by that question.
At that moment, I had goosebumps all over my body.
Although it was possible to feel the power because I had learned magic, this insight was scary.
I found out that Sijeongjiam (時停止暗) was used only in some situations.
The Sijeongjiam is one of the few shrines of the hermits remaining from the era of the Three Emperors and Five Emperors, and was a treasure that could only be used when the main power was naturally accumulated.
However, the conditions for this sacred device were quite strict compared to other sacred devices.
For example, once the main power was used up, all of it was used up, so it had to be collected again, and the accumulated main power could only be used for only one-thousandth of a thousand.
If your main power accumulates for a thousand years, you can completely separate the desired object from the space and time of the world for one thousandth of a year.
It was so absolute that it was called a divine device, so no being could escape it.
‘······What the hell is this guy?’
No matter how much you learned magic or how much insight you had, it was very difficult to guess it right away because it was beyond common sense.
However, in a short moment, I figured out exactly what Shingi had done.
‘He’s such a monster.’
Yulmyeong, the messenger from the Presbyterian Hall, clicked his tongue with sincerity.
Because they used divine power whenever necessary, they could not muster much strength and were only able to contain half a dozen.
However, since he was locked up for a short period of time, it would have been even more difficult to understand the situation, but he is truly ridiculous.
On the one hand, Yulmyeong was surprised, but he also felt regretful.
I can’t believe I’m finally getting to know this guy.
I heard that he hasn’t even signed a contract yet, but if he was able to overcome the wall of martial arts and even possess this level of talent in martial arts, he was a talent that everyone would covet.
At this, Yulmyeong opened his mouth out of curiosity.
“You’re really smart. “I don’t think anyone I’ve ever met has been as clever as you.”
“If it’s a compliment, let’s say thank you.”
“That’s why…”
“If it’s appeasement, I refuse. Rather, where did the Archduke escape?”
“······.”
You reject me before I even say anything.
I didn’t expect much from him in the first place, but he was a very determined guy.
Appeasement seemed to be really difficult.
At this, Yulmyeong, the messenger from the Presbyterian Hall, shook his head and opened his mouth.
“Do you think I will readily tell you that?”
Mok Gyeong-un chuckled and answered his words.
“well. “If your life is in danger, you might be able to tell where the Archduke has gone, right?”
-Gooooo!
Mo Kyung-un deliberately revealed his murderous intent.
This was a clear threat.
Nevertheless, Yulmyeong spoke jokingly as if nothing had happened.
“This is so scary. okay. But it will be difficult. “The Archduke is a very important person here.”
“is that so? “Then I guess I’ll have no choice but to find it myself.”
If you can see the traces of blood, it means he wasn’t locked up for very long.
If so, there was plenty of room for tracking.
There was no need to deal with all the people surrounding this place, so it would have been enough to just deal with the author.
It was at that moment.
-Park!
At that time, someone appeared and climbed up the eastern wall.
That someone was a white-haired old man with a sharp look, and I saw a familiar face holding the nape of his neck in his hand.
he is,
‘Mokyucheon?’
It was Mok Yu-cheon, his half-brother who was taken hostage along with him at the Yeonmok Geomjang.
Of course, to be exact, he was really Mok Gyeong-un’s half-brother.
There were scars on his face, as if he had been forcibly captured.
-Clap clap!
Yulmyeong clapped his hands and raised the corners of his mouth and said.
“You arrived just in time.”
At those words, the white-haired old man snorted and said, pressing down on Mo Yu-cheon’s neck.
“It’s such a hassle for this old man to bring in a guy like this in just half an hour.”
“Still, I’m just grateful. Anyway…”
-Sigh! widely!
Yul-myeong got down from the tile he was sitting on and continued talking to Mok-gyeong-un.
“Now the situation is reversed. “Let’s see what I have to say using your smart brain.”
“Just kill me.”
‘!?’
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