Myst, Might, Mayhem Chapter 294

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<Episode 81 Joining (3)>

-Anyway you’re really weak.

Mokgyeongun shrugged his shoulders at Cheongnyeong’s words.

She expressed that she was weak but if the premise had not been laid in this way there was no telling what Mara-hyeon would do in her vengeance.

It was better to promise carrots like this rather than create unnecessary variables.

At least you won’t be able to think about anything else to get the carrot.

-Still I gave you an opportunity so please call me kind.

-kindness? If I don’t do it now the opportunity may disappear?

Mok Gyeong-un smiled silently at the young man’s words.

She was as she said.

Once she obtains all the information she wants from the Seonghwa Lord she will hand it over to him for contact with the Lord of the Heaven and Earth Society.

He was no other person but the head of the Heaven and Earth Council was a member of the Six Heavens.

Even if he was sick if the Seonghwa Spiritual Pill fell into the hands of Hoeju a supreme expert at the level of a great general Marahyeon might not have an opportunity like the present.

Of course for Mo Kyung-un that was nothing to worry about.

-Sigh!

Mo Kyung-yun turned her head and looked at Seonghwa Lord.

After finding out who Mara Hyeon was she seemed nervous for some reason.

She said ‘I guess we should get out of the box for now right?’

She had quite a few things she wanted to ask the Seonghwa Lord.

However since this place was not far from the opening of the imperial capital there was a risk of being tracked.

In a situation where So Ye-rin and the six-blooded Dan Baek-ha were not present it would have been difficult to handle at the moment if even the Namjin warrior Gu Seong-baek a member of the six thousand appeared.

Mok Kyung-un spoke to everyone.

“Let’s get out of Hanam first. “Everyone get in the cart.”

“All right.”

“yes. “My lord.”

“Ohh. “Can I ride that huge monster?”

“…It’s not something I’m very happy about.”

As everyone cleared away the leftover containers and was about to climb onto the widened cart due to the reduced number of people Seonghwa Spirit approached Mok Gyeong-un and spoke in a low voice.

“A disciple of the Yashen Church Father.”

“That’s a long title. “You call it Mokgyeongun.”

“Thorough cultivation?”

“yes.”

“I understand. Brother Neck. Are you going to ride this monster?”

“yes.”

“Can’t we just ask for a horse?”

“It doesn’t matter but how can I find a horse in such a deep mountain valley? And it’s not too far from the opening so if you don’t hurry you might be caught up by the tracking team. Is that okay?”

“iced coffee….”

Hearing Mo Qingyun’s words the Seonghwaryeongju looked at the beast Heumwon with a pale face.

Although it was fast flying in the sky relying on the claws of that huge monster was not a very pleasant memory.

But since she had no choice she had no choice but to accept.

“Now then shall we go? “If you find it difficult to get on the cart you can just stay in the cupboard.”

“…I understand. But before that Brother Mok. “I have something to say.”

“What do you want to say?”

“I see. There may be something arranged by the Yaseon Teacher but before that we need to find the jewel.”

“Orb… Now that I think about it what is that orb?”

Even so it was a car that made me curious about what it was.

As with the organization of the mark the Geumui Committee tried to find the orb under orders from superiors.

Unless it was an important item there was no way they would have gone that far in targeting it.

Seonghwaryeongju glanced at the people riding on Mok Kyungyun’s cart and then she whispered into Mok Kyungyun’s ear.

“It’s Seonghwaryeong.”

“…Seonghwaryeong?”

“Didn’t you hear from Father Yaseon?”

“Yes I just received instructions to seize the Holy Spirit Pillar from the royal palace.”

“iced coffee. “The Yaseon Church Father taught the doctrine well.”

‘gospel?’

Listening to her words it seemed that even Baehwagyo believers only partially knew about the Holy Fire Spirit.

The Seonghwa Spiritual Lord spoke to Mo Kyung-un in a secret voice.

“It’s too early but Brother Mok will succeed Father Yaseon so I’ll let you know. “Nobu can receive revelation only if there is a spirit of sanctification.”

“What if it’s a revelation?”

“The wisdom you know is revelation.”

‘Hoo.’

Her words caught Mok Gyeong-un’s eyes.

She had guessed that the orb might have something to do with her precognitive abilities but it seems like it was true.

Mo Kyung-un asked in a low voice.

“Can’t I receive revelation without the orb?”

“The orb is a sacred relic that has been passed down from generation to generation in this church. Only with that can we receive the revelation of the Holy Fire and open the way.”

“If you are going to give me a revelation I will definitely need it.”

“I see. Also only when there is a Spirit of Sanctification is an incarnation that gathers believers again and appears in this world… No that’s not true. “You don’t need to know this yet.”

‘avatar?’

Mo Gyeong-un’s eyes narrowed.

Could it be that the incarnation of her that she spoke of refers to what was written in the language of the Pasha country that Amjong Ju Hwanya Seon possessed?

[Be on guard for the incarnation of Ahriman will appear in this world.]

I don’t know what the incarnation was but it seemed to be a very important revelation for the Baehwa believers as well as the Amjongju Hwanyaseon.

Of course Mo Qingyun was not interested in this.

His only interest was finding out who killed his grandfather and who was behind it.

But it seemed like he would have to find the orb.

The reason why the head of the Heaven and Earth Council sent people to the underground gold prison of the imperial palace to seize the Holy Fire Spirit Pillar was probably not simply because he wanted to see it.

It must have something to do with that precognitive ability.

‘You’ll need it.’

Without the ability to foresee the Holy Fire Command Spell would only be half-formed.

She won’t even acknowledge the company.

Mok Gyeong-un asked this.

“Where is that orb or the Spirit of the Holy Fire?”

“I left it to Nobu’s granddaughter.”

Did she have a granddaughter?

Well at this old age if I didn’t live alone I was old enough to see my grandchildren.

“Okay so where is her granddaughter?”

“I have a long history with the head of the family so I asked for it. “He is a martial artist from the martial arts world and you are also a martial artist who has learned martial arts. If you listen you will understand.”

“Murim’s martial arts? “Where is that place?”

“It’s Sacheondanga.”

‘!?’

* * *

Sichuan Tang family.

It is a shaman made up of only Tang clan blood relatives and is one of the seven major martial families.

In the Sacheondang family which is a prestigious shaman and is renowned for its memorization and poison Mo Yong-se along with Namgung-sega enjoys the greatest power and influence among the seven major families.

-Flutter flutter!

Meng Muyak who was holding on to the wobbly cart held in Hem Yuan’s claws spoke to Mo Qingyun in a worried voice.

“Master…. The Four Heavenly Party is a member of the Justice League. Are you sure you don’t mind?”

He couldn’t help but become concerned as he only heard about the destination once he was up in the sky.

The mission at the imperial palace was also dangerous but since it was virtually a neutral area they could only focus on seizing it.

However in Sacheondanga the situation is different.

Since the Sacheon Party belonged to the Justice League it was completely at odds with the Cheonjihoe.

That meant entering enemy territory.

Moreover

“The Party is also a Party but Sichuan Province is completely the territory of political factions. “There are Cheongseong factions Jeomchang factions and Army factions so if you make a mistake it can lead to disaster.”

Cheonnajimang (天羅地網).

It is a large-scale encirclement and pursuit force of more than a thousand warriors.

This method which is difficult to escape because the siege is so wide puts pressure on the enemy to the extent that it does not even give them a chance to recover their luck or stamina once they are caught in it.

Even if it was just Cheonnajimang it would be even worse if Sacheondangga who was good at poison and dark techniques got involved.

“It doesn’t look that good.”

“…It’s dangerous. Even if there are no six heavens who are masters at the level of a great master like in the imperial palace there is Tang Inhae one of the eight stars who is said to be comparable to him in the Four Heavenly Dharma in the way of living.”

Cheondogsu (千毒手) is the cause.

Among the masters of poisoning techniques known throughout the Central Plains and outside the world he was an expert who reached the level of a poisoner which is called the highest level of poisoning techniques along with Guyangso the head of the Paldokksajang (八毒蛇杖).

It was no exaggeration to say that poisonous attacks which were different from general martial arts specialized only in destruction and death.

Therefore I had no choice but to be particularly reluctant to go to Sacheondangga.

Nyeop-chun also agreed to this.

“This is what Muyak said. In some ways the Sichuan Tang House may be more dangerous than the Imperial Palace. “Master why don’t you reconsider?”

“Stock. Even so is there any difference? “If there is no orb it may not be in the state that the Lord wants.”

“However the order given by the Lord of the Lord did not include the orb. Moreover unlike the imperial palace mission we are not prepared for the trip to the Four Heavenly Kingdoms.”

Apostate Monk Jae-jeong who was quietly listening to Nie Chun’s words took a sip of alcohol from a gourd and said

“Wow. Why are you so scared? “We are not going to fight but to pick up that old Bodhisattva’s granddaughter.”

“It’s a different position. The Justice League and this association are enemies. “There is no need for a reason to fight.”

“Then there’s nothing I can do about it but if I’m truly anxious will this old Bodhisattva take me with him?”

“what?”

“There hasn’t yet been a rumor that this Daengjung has a woodworker here as his owner so it doesn’t matter if I come back right?”

“….”

Nie Chun stared at this financial investment.

Are you serious?

Jae-jeong Jae-jeong an apostate monk is called one of the Samgwang (三狂).

The reason was that he committed eccentric acts regardless of whether he belonged to a political faction or a non-partisan faction so he was nicknamed a madman.

If he tried to enter the Four Heavenly Dang Houses would they let him in graciously?

“…Look. Do you really think the Sichuan Tang family will let you in?”

“Hmm. Well if you’re unlucky they might kick you out.”

Still he seemed to be aware of his notoriety to some extent.

Nie Chun sighed deeply and then spoke to Mo Gyeong-un.

“Please my lord….”

It was before he finished speaking.

-Shudder!

Mok Gyeong-un suddenly pulled out the evil sword he was wearing at his waist.

-Sreung!

“My lord?”

He suddenly pulled out his sword and looked puzzled but Mok Gyeong-un soon jumped onto the handle of the cart and swung his sword downward.

Then a sharp energy arose from the sword and flew through the air.

-Pakang!

When something hit the flag it shattered with a metallic sound and blue sparks flying out.

I couldn’t tell what it was but it certainly seemed like it had come from below.

“what?”

“Tracking party?”

Surprised by this Nie Chun and Mong Wuyak Mara Hyeon put their faces out and looked at the bottom of the cart.

But it was that moment.

There were flashes of light here and there below and then something rushed towards them.

It was something too blunt and short to be called an arrow.

What it’s aiming for is none other than

‘Hmmwon?’

Mok Gyeong-un shouted at Heum-won.

“damage!”

At Mo Gyeong-un’s shout Heum-won glanced down and instead of dodging them he flapped his wings and tried to bounce them off with a headwind like arrows from the imperial palace.

-Paaaaaaa!

Heumwon’s huge wings flapped causing a huge gust of wind and the things that came rushing in were immediately thrown downward.

It was the moment when most people thought they had thrown something away.

-Shoot!

Through the gust of wings something flew towards Heumwon’s body.

The moment it was about to reach Mok Kyung-un jumped up and cut it down with his vicious sword.

-Chaenggang!

Coincidentally something that was cut fell onto the cart.

Everyone who saw it fell in half couldn’t recognize it because of its unusual shape.

But there was someone who recognized this.

He was an apostate monk.

This is it

“Geumgangjeo?”

Geumgangjeo (金剛杵).

This symbolizes the Bodhicitta that destroys human suffering and was a tool used by Buddhist monks when cultivating Buddhism or performing anti-demonic practices.

‘no way?’

Jae-jae-jeong was startled by this and tried to look down at the bottom of the cart.

But before he could do that two more diamond blades flew in and one of them pierced Heumwon’s right wing.

-Push!

As the Geumgangjeo penetrated the wing Heumwon let out a scream.

-Kikegegegegegegegegeeng!

‘I couldn’t stop one.’

One of the two flying Geumgangjeos was blocked by throwing an evil sword.

However the other one flew with completely opposite wings and there was nothing they could do.

Mok Gyeong-un stretched out his hand and pretended to pull.

Then the evil sword that was flying changed direction and flew towards Mok Gyeong-un again.

-Park!

It was the moment to grab the sword.

-Oooooh!

A majestic energy that I had never felt before flowed from Heumwon’s right wing which was screaming and a strange sound rang in my ears.

-Om Somani Somani Hum Arihanna Arihanna Hum Arihanna Banaya Hum Banaya Hum Baavam Baara Hum Batak.

It was a strange phenomenon.

How can the sound be heard so clearly?

I was puzzled by this but Apostate Monk Jaejeongjeong urgently shouted.

“master! This is the anti-demon mantra of the anti-demon monks!”

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Myst, Might, Mayhem

Myst, Might, Mayhem

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Jeong, the Slaughtering Scythe Demon, feels joy in killing others. He happens to look just like Mok Gyeongwoon, the third young master of the Mok Sword Manor... “If you pretend to be me and live my life. I will let you out of this prison.” “Will you really give me that chance?” Slash Kill the third young master and live his life pretending to be him. Will the fake Mok Gyeongwoon survive this life? The serial killer begins his new life as the third young master of the great Mok Sword Manor.

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