Novel Path of The Shaman Chapter 389

Episode 389

A myriad of warriors stood in front of Jinmu, who had shunned the elders. With the spear and sword erected, demonic energy was wrapped around the body.

Among those many babies, there must be some pretty famous giants from the previous generation, and there will be warriors who say they are long.

But I had no intention of looking at each of their faces, waving hello, and having a conversation.

don’t look back Because now, with my eyes, I can only see the top of Mt. Cheon beyond those clouds.

Jinmu did not slow down his running speed at all.

When I blocked it, I punched it in with my fists, kicked it, crushed it, and slashed it with an Ilhui.

“Ah!”

Those who stood in line along the vertical cut were cut in half.

Jinmu jumped into the gap between the human bodies without hesitation.

The remaining men lined up to catch Jinmu’s tail, and those who stopped them attacked Jinmu again, building a siege.

Jinmu made a bloody road full of corpses and ran up Cheonsan like crazy.

Against him, the magicians poured down, filling Majongjiro in layers with the momentum to push Jinmu down the mountain.

Below, the warriors of the Cheonghwa family and Jinmu’s party broke through the encirclement and climbed the road, fighting the Demon Cultists who filled the place where Jinmu had passed.

Fortunately, it seemed that it was more important for the enemies to stop Jinmu than to kill them, and even more fortunately, thanks to the timely jump in of the rest of the party, including Yeo Baekgi and Cheongsang, the distance widened, perhaps because the elders were caught.

“Whoa whoa…”

Jinmu, who took a light breath and slowed down, glanced at the enemies.

Due to the merciless beating of his inner strength, his breath rose to the limit and his muscles all over his body screamed nervously.

I didn’t know when this fight would end or how long the road to the top was left, but I didn’t intend to take a break and wait for the group behind me.

This fight is for yourself in the first place.

The way to become the master of demons, no, the way to become the best in the world.

You have to do it unconditionally. will make it

I will break through this place and discuss the best thing in the world at the top of Mt.

A long time ago, a monk who attained enlightenment, Hyegae (慧開), said,

‘Dae Domoon Cheonchayuro (大道無門千差有路) Tudeuk Vice Minister Geongon Dokbo (透得此關 乾坤獨步).’

There are no gates on the main road, but there may be a thousand roads. If you only open one bar and go out, you will be able to walk alone in the sky and on the ground.

The meaning contained in it was slightly different for each interpreter, but the appearance of Jinmu carried out the meaning of the writing.

Majongjiro, which climbs towards Cheonsan, is a huge road and was already open to welcome him.

There must have been countless other ways to climb, but Jinmu chose only one place, Majongji.

Furthermore, the Demonic Cultists formed a defense net and put a bar on it to prevent them from climbing the mountain, so if they broke through it, it would be Geongondokbo.

“okay. Gungondogbo… that’s a good word. So even if you guys put up a bar and put up a wall to block it, I will definitely pass.”

I have never waited patiently for the door to be locked and not unlocked.

If you don’t open it, wouldn’t it be possible to break through the wall or the castle wall?

good night. pouring everything into this path

After making up his mind, Jinmu’s lips parted thinly, drawing a smile while his fangs gleamed white.

Jinmu, who had puffed up his chest, spread his hands to the left and right.

Mukryonghonwongong Cheon Gyo-yeol.

The soaring morale condensed around the heart and gradually increased in size.

Chijikjikjik.

Jinmu brought his hands back to the center when the river had become a ball so large that he could hold it in his hand.

Following his hand, the two marbles merged into one, and as they rubbed together, a huge dragon sound arose along with lightning.

woo woo woo

The Ink Dragon, born in Jinmu’s hand, opened its mouth as if to bite the sky.

Caught in a roar and screaming in pain, the dragon left Jinmu’s hand and climbed up the heavenly mountains.

Wow!

Black flashes of light gnawed at the limbs and bodies of those who blocked them, spraying blood everywhere and piercing their defenses.

And Jinmu runs through the middle of the road.

Wedge liquid!

Ilhui, floating in the air, cut and pierced all the attackers as if protecting Jinmu, who was chasing after Gwangryong.

There was only one Jinmu, and there were many of them, but they could not block the Jinmu, which shot out like a black spear flying with a long tail.

Jinmu was a spear that could pierce anything, but they could not be a shield that could block everything.

As time passed and the new model of Jinmu got closer to the clouds, the peak of Cheonsan, which was hidden by the clouds and fog, was about to reveal itself little by little.

It’s coming soon.

Whoa! Wow!

The ground he trampled with all his might exploded, and the new model of Jinmu soared into the air, drawing a parabola and flying up.

In the eyes of the Demonic Cultists who gazed at Jinmu swimming in the sky with their heads raised in awe, a distant sense of disappointment and defeat about something they could not catch was young.

At the moment when the strength of the flight was exhausted and a fall occurred, the morale that had been swirling wildly inside Jinmu’s body was exposed.

Whoops!

positive heart.

After reaping his morale and putting in his seonki, Jinmu’s body instantly emitted a blue light.

Whoo!

Jinmu, who twisted his body with the flying dragon, called Ilhui and stepped on the sword body, soaring up and performing the shaman’s fortune-telling.

Jinmu jumped off the air again with steps as if stepping on a cloud, and threw himself toward the cloud.

crossed

Now that they’ve unlocked the bar, it’s normal.

Unbearable joy boiled over in Jinmu’s eyes at the goal right in front of him.

My heart was beating and my breathing was rapid.

And when his hand reached out to catch the cloud, what came was not a sense of accomplishment, but a sense of dread.

Wow!

Two flashes of light flew towards Jinmu’s neck as if they were crossing each other, revealing their murderous intentions.

“…!”

Was it because I was too excited?

I didn’t feel that I was getting close.

Jinmu hurriedly pulled his hands together, bent his limbs together, and shook them vigorously.

Taaang!

Jinmu’s body moved away from the cloud due to the thrill of the blade hitting the back of his hand and the subsequent reaction force.

The moment Jinmu, who had been pushed away right in front of the summit, flipped around and stepped back…

Kurururu!

The rust-tinged river came flying aiming at Jinmu’s waist.

poison lecture? Shit…

Jinmu’s face twisted.

I’m almost there. It was a place you could reach if you stretched out your hand.

damn bastards.

It’s a really nasty persistence.

I carefully watched my movements and waited for the right moment while hiding my energy in the clouds.

Can not help it.

The situation is not comfortable enough to avoid, so I have to do my best to hold on.

Jinmu reached down with both hands and made a semicircle, pushing them toward Dokgang.

Whoa!

The wind that rose along the twisted fingertips stretched out the shaman’s whirlpool loaded with Seongi.

Whoops!

The Seongi formed an air layer and struck Dokgang in front, and Jinmu flew off and landed on the floor using the anti-elasticity as a stepping stone.

With Chara!

Responding to Jinmu’s will, Ilhui flew like a shotgun and stirred up the Demonic Cult soldiers who were in a position to land.

Jinmu’s face distorted as he landed in an empty field of blood and flesh created in an instant.

“Great…”

The situation was not as good as expected.

Poisonous air seeped into his right hand, which had not been completely blocked, as if the air layer created by the whirlpool was shallow.

Feeling dizzy for a moment, Jinmu quickly pressed the blood vessels and cut off the blood vessels in his right hand.

If it was the goddamn Mukryonghonwongong, the miasma wouldn’t have been able to pierce the black water.

“….”

Two unlucky old men appeared in Jinmu’s eyes as he stared sharply ahead.

“This is it.”

“…”

These are familiar faces.

Hwabulyu and Yang Chunbaek.

One is a murderer who almost had his butthole pierced in the past by competing with a cinder block, and the other is a son of a bitch who has reached the level of toxicity even though he is not sugary.

However, Jinmu was more familiar with Hwabulyu.

A long time ago, when they competed for the best watering place in the central plains, Hwabulyu suffered a crushing defeat, and Soyakbyeok came to reign as the empress of the night in the watering world.

“Were the six-year-old cubs hiding like rats waiting for me?”

“…” The

reason Hwabulyu’s eyebrows twitched at the word ‘rat’ was purely because of his appearance.

Of course, Yang Chunbaek, famous for being poisonous by chewing and consuming poisonous water as if it were food, laughed as if he could not tolerate such a provocation.

“I can’t help it. He’s such a great person that he’s aiming for the seat of power, so wouldn’t it be possible to catch him by imitating a rat?”

It’s funny.

Jinmu felt the urge to tear Yang Chunbaek’s cheeks from laughing.

While the damn bastard didn’t see it, his glibness improved. Have you been arguing for a while?

But it’s a little wasteful.

I wanted Hwabulyu to act first, so I started with personal attacks.

“By the way, are you okay with that arm?”

“….”

“Does the blue thing look like poison?”

Yang Chunbaek smiled triumphantly and glanced at Jinmu’s right arm.

Of course it’s not okay.

The numbness in his arm from earlier had the energy of Yang Chunbaek, who was famous for being poisonous, so he had to cut out part of it, root it out, and receive treatment as soon as possible.

However, there is nothing good about showing weakness to the opponent ahead of the fight…

“This?”

Jinmu, who laughed, gathered the miasma that permeated his arm into one place and grabbed Ilhui and cut his forearm.

Fuhak!

Dead blood dripped from the cut wound.

“It’s okay.”

Jinmu, who had pulled out the miasma, deliberately raised his bleeding arm and shook it.

When the miasma temporarily went away, he felt dizzy again, but he clenched his teeth and smiled as calmly as possible.

“Oh yeah? I’m so glad I was worried about what to do if I got hit by that one shot…”

“…”

Seeing Yang Chunbaek sarcastically knowing all about my bravado, Jinmu felt internally burned.

For now, it’s just a stopgap.

Fortunately, it has been relieved to some extent because it is operating Seongi with healing effects, but if the root is not pulled out and left unattended, the arm will rot. If I delayed too long, I might actually have to amputate my arm.

However, the two in front of him were the flesh that had reigned as the magical sky.

Mukryonghonwongong’s morale is completely empty, and the only thing that can be used is the shaman’s Seongi.

In the meantime, the situation was difficult because it was on one side of the arm.

Fortunately, Yang Chun-baek intervened and poisonous mist spewed out in all directions, preventing the warriors of the Demonic Cult from approaching.

Jinmu could not be affected because Seongi blocked a certain area and pushed away poisonous smoke, but others were different.

If he jumps in to kill Jinmu, he will vomit black blood from Chilgong at the same time he breathes in, and he will die.

“You better not push yourself too hard. It’s not right to remain a one-armed person by acting pointlessly.”

“…”

“How is it? Would you like me to leave after this?”

“Back off?”

Jinmu made a strange expression at Yang Chunbaek’s words.

“Isn’t it still great to have come this far against this many numbers? You have earned the value of your name, so give up your seat of power and step down.”

“…”

Oh, was that the sound?

However, I have never inherited a single pawn from a local chess board when I was younger.

Are you going to hear that things are threatening to back off?

Jinmu laughed and tore off his sleeve and covered the wound.

temporary hemostasis.

We must end the fight as quickly as possible.

before the poison spreads.

And before the elders, who had spread the distance, flocked to the giants of the Senate.