Chapter 144 – 如意 (8)
All sides collapsed in a huge shockwave. A huge pit was dug at the feet of the man who had trampled on the warriors of the Blood Religion, and a clear crack ran through them. Even so, not even a speck of dust invaded Beatrice’s surroundings.
Between the puffy dust.
The man turned around and looked at Beatrice. Then he opened his mouth with a gentle smile.
“Need help? Seniors.”
He took back the words she had once mischievously handed over to her. Beatrice shook her head. He shouldn’t have come here. I don’t know how he managed to get to this place all at once, but it was an act of suicide for him to come here alone. Beatrice struggled to part his lips.
“…Run away.”
“I don’t like it.”
Kim Moo-gong, a man who intruded from above, shrugged his shoulders and scanned Beatrice’s body. A part of the neck bone, a piece of wood, and a bizarre-shaped restraint gear mixed with pure white bones were visible.
‘Legal power?’
Auspicious magical powers emanated from the terrifying restraints, which did not match at all.
‘That’s why.’
In an instant, Kim Moo-gong finished his judgment. There was a reason Beatrice suffered. That level of legal power was very dangerous for martial arts masters. I didn’t know if the Blood Bridge could have suppressed the blood attack in that way.
“Don’t touch me…!”
As Kim Moo-gong violently pulled the restraints apart, Beatrice hurriedly shouted and widened her eyes.
“Uh?”
Dududuk – Kim Moo-gong removed the clumsy parts and put only the pieces with legal power in his bosom.
“Why is that?”
Seeing Beatrice staring blankly at him, Mu-gong Kim tilted his head slightly.
“That’s Master Huineng’s life-size Buddha.”
“Yes.”
Beatrice staggered to her feet. The restraint disappeared, but the physical condition was not normal. Beatrice’s eyebrows narrowed.
“Do you not know who Master Huineng is?”
“I know if it is Hye-neung, the sixth patriarch. I’m a martial arts game fanatic. Somehow, I thought it was not a normal thing.”
“…What is that. Anyway, it’s a deadly thing for magic or blood. Better to throw it away. Just having it on your body wouldn’t be very good…”
“It seems that Jegal Sega didn’t even know about this. The Heavenly Demon Sacred Art is an exception.”
“What kind of nonsense…”
Beatrice, who was about to say something more, bit her lip.
“It doesn’t matter now. I’ll block it, so juniors get out of here quickly. I won’t kill you if I’m alone. What the hell were you thinking, did you come here alone?”
“I came because he disappeared without contact. What are you thinking?”
“No, I mean. Because now is not the time to be carefree.”
Beatrice clenched her fists as if frustrated. Unlike usual, Beatrice’s face was full of nervousness. Kim Moo-gong wrapped his arms around Beatrice’s slender waist and hugged her tightly.
“It’s okay.”
“Your junior?”
Boom – Embracing the bewildered Beatrice, Kim Moo-gong kicked off the ground and jumped up. The shockwave swept around once more. Kim Mu-gong soared all the way to the roof of the building.
“A lot.”
Blood Religion warriors, aware of the incident, crowded around the building and surrounded it. There were hundreds of numbers in the immediate field of view. Kim Moo-gong sensed that the unmanned people continued to flock to him.
“Are you thinking of fighting?”
Beatrice looked up at Kim Mu-gong with a bewildered expression.
“Just looking at it, there are a lot of guys who can kill. It’s a waste to just go.”
“…Did you take any medicine?”
“It wasn’t medicine, but I did eat strange things. I almost died because of it.”
“Even though. If that’s the case, it’s even better for juniors to avoid it alone…”
Wedge juice – The sound of cutting the air was loud. As she watched the woman approaching at high speed, despair lingered in Beatrice’s yellow eyes.
Sarak-
“Oh my, who is this? Did you catch a big catch that you didn’t expect at all? Demonic Cult Master. I didn’t really expect to come. Do you think our thirteen apostles were unexpectedly precious?”
The woman who flew through the sky and stood on the roof covered her mouth and laughed.
“Hwan Yamama?”
Kim Moo-gong asked, frowning slightly. Oddly enough, the color was familiar.
“The Demonic Cult Master said he was interested in us. Do you know the Jeonju?”
“I know, I know.”
Even ten years later, she is still a woman who was the prelude to the Phantom Demon.
Hwan-Yama-Yeo幻夜魔女 Hoyeonjihae.
The corner of Kim Mu-gong’s mouth caught a thin arc. The appearance of Jeonju-class was a part that Kim Moo-gong did not expect. Even more so, she was a witch who had notoriety until 10 years later. She was rather good Kim Moo-gong replied in a low voice.
“It caught an unexpected big fish.”
The phantom prelude tilted her head.
“Is that what you mean by watching the previous week?”
“Who else is here? Of course, I am talking about four years.”
“…I haven’t heard any rumors that the Demonic Cult Master is crazy. Well, there’s no way I’m going to crawl into this Yongdamhohyeol with my own feet unless I’m crazy.”
“What is Yongdamhohyeol? To my eyes, I can only see Saddam Seohyeol.”
Kim Mu-gong spat out while laughing a little exaggeratedly.
Widely-
Two men approached and stood on either side of the phantasmagoric pole. It was the huge energy Kim Moo-gong sensed outside the welcome circle. Beatrice’s electric sound came to Kim Mu-gong’s ears.
[On the right, the man with the sword. Ilsado 一使徒 Heartless Magic Sword Yayulgang 耶律强.]
An ominous aura emanated from the blood-colored long sword with the single sword. Even when he saw Kim Mu-gong, his emotions did not change.
[Left, Isado 二使徒 Blood Moon Sword Demon血月劍魔 Son Chul-geuk Son Cheol-geuk 孫鐵極. It’s too late to run away now. You have a plan, right?]
Isado, who rolls his twinkling eyes. In contrast to Ilsado, this side showed sharp teeth with a mischievous face.
[Plan? Of course there is.]
Rather, Mu-gong Kim waited for strong forces to gather in one place. They were extremely careless. If it was natural, it was natural. There are only three Hwagyeong masters. It was a number that could be said to be invincible.
In addition, the troops surrounding them were enormous. It was a power that could destroy even the Great Moonpa, which was said to be strong in the Murim League, in half a day. In their eyes, Kim Moo-gong and Beatrice were no more than interesting toys.
Of course, the attack that shattered the welcome circle and fell like a meteor was quite menacing. Things like that have long since disappeared from the minds of blood cult warriors.
“There is no point in wasting time. Isn’t this the territory of the Murimmaeng? The Murim Maeng is busy with his internal affairs thanks to Tang Moon, so he can’t come all the way here. The restoration of the welcome circle will be finished soon. Or are you waiting for the Demonic Cult? Surveillance is over anyway. No support.”
The sonorous voice of the phantasmagoria rang out. With her arms crossed, she narrowed her eyes and looked down at Kim Moo-gong and Beatrice. Giving time was entertainment to the last. Watching the other person’s expression of hopelessness and despair was also what I liked the most in the prelude.
‘…’
However, Kim Moo-gong was different from the expectations of the Hwanmajeonju. She frowned at her. Contrary to Beatrice, who was anxious, Kim Mu-gong was not nervous at all even after seeing this power. He wasn’t even frustrated. In his confident posture, even his confidence was revealed.
‘That’s cheeky.’
It must have been really crazy. The illusionist quietly raised one hand.
[Senior, you can stay still behind me and leave immediately after the attack ends.]
[What?]
[Looks like he’s not in a state to fight. No, even if you can fight, you will be unable to fight.]
Sending a quick telephony, Mu-gong Kim put one hand into his bosom. I felt the texture of the hard pieces of the Buddha’s head. Originally, Kim Moo-gong quickly stole Beatrice and caused confusion by stirring up the surroundings. He tried to choose the way to defeat the opponent individually.
However, as soon as Hui-neng’s head-to-toe statue of Buddha touched his hand, his thoughts changed.
The novelty of the legal power of conflicting with sama oedo. Even Beatrice’s blood was suppressed, and it did no harm to Kim Mu-gong. He was just out and about.
Backfire. To put it mildly, it was a Buddha, but in reality it was a mummified corpse. Thanks to the state of despair during his lifetime, it seemed that his legal powers were still intact. It was said that it was only a piece of a corpse.
That was the reason why Blood Bridge was able to use the life-size Buddha statue. In the first place, it was just close to a ‘thing’. Kim Moo-gong relaxed and took his hand out of his bosom. In a world where everything around him stopped, Kim Moo-gong was free alone. Before long, the pieces of the life-size fire began to scatter as glittering powder.
It was strange.
If only it were a mummified corpse. During the distant time of well over a thousand years, Kim Mu-gong felt a will that remained unquenched at all. Someone has been talking to me in my head since a while ago. It was like a sermon.
Injasimdong (仁者心动).
Everything is created only by the mind.
Woman’s will.
Will everything turn out the way you want it to?
Colorful flowers bloomed around Kim Mu-gong’s body. Union of the three halves. It was a flower that symbolized Samhwa drunkenness. It was huge. Originally, the flowers produced by the manifestation of Samhwachwijeong were only about the size of the palm of your hand. It was never common.
In the frozen world, the pupils of the Blood Christians gradually grew wider. Black flames whirled and gathered into one point.
A torch that subdues ten thousand horses.
The first, the Blaze, was an incessantly burning hellfire.
Changed the image.
The wicked do not leave even a single piece of flesh or bone behind. Perish at once
A dazzling black sphere formed on Kim Mu-gong’s palm. The scattered magical energy was converted into the energy of the Heavenly Demon Spirit and added.
It was only the size of a marble, but the power it contained was like that of the sun.
Time, which had stopped, began to flow again.
Beginning with Ilsado and Isado, the Blood Religion warriors rushed in fright. That’s why the momentum from the ‘something’ created by Kim Moo-gong was unusual.
Opening his half-opened eyes, Mu-gong Kim muttered in his heart.
Heavenly Demonic Hand, annihilation and fire.
This is the second
The dark sky brightens like noon.
A tidal wave of flames hit the sky in all directions.
