Myst, Might, Mayhem Chapter 181

< Episode 52 Jang Neungak (4) >

It happened in an instant.

Mo Kyung-un who was right in front of him disappeared from sight.

Ho Jong-hyuk the great leader of the Jin Il-ak (一岳) Bujeoldan who missed this moved his head and looked for the traces of Mok Gyeong-un.

however

-bang!

“Big!”

Before I knew it Mokgyeongun was trampling on the low-lying rocks of the Geoam area of ​​the Five Mountains.

The sight of him being beaten without even being able to use his hands properly.

Just looking at this alone it was clear that there was an overwhelming gap between Mok Gyeong-un and his inaction.

However it was impossible to just watch this quietly.

-Boo!

Ho Jong-hyuk aroused strong energy in his German weapon Myeolbu and swung it towards Mok Gyeong-un.

It would be nice if I got cut but there was no way I would get cut with this.

All I was doing was trying to get him to back away from my arms.

however

-Chaang!

‘!?’

Ho Jong-hyuk’s eyes shook.

‘The day Ganggi was carried?’

Something embarrassing happened.

Mokgyeongun caught the blade of destruction flying towards him with one hand.

It could be said that strength is the gathering of truth and expectation into one.

It is close to impossible for any unmanned person to catch this with bare hands.

If we were going to respond to this we had to be strong as well.

‘hand?’

Ho Jong-hyuk’s eyes widened.

That was because he discovered black energy on Mok Gyeong-un’s hand.

The energy wrapped around the hand was protecting it from being cut by the strong energy contained in the annihilation part.

‘What on earth is that energy?’

It is denser and stronger than expected.

And it even had a strangely ugly feeling.

But this is not the problem.

If it was the energy to block strong energy with bare hands it had to be strong energy.

However even if you reach the ultimate peak it is almost impossible to generate strength with your bare hands…

-Passsss!

At that moment a strange feeling flowed from Mok Kyung-un’s hands.

This was poisonous air.

“This?”

When the poison and black energy collide with his strength

-Blah blah blah!

‘Anit?’

The blade of the ax of destruction dug into my finger and cracked it.

Surprised by this Ho Jong-hyuk hurriedly tried to kick Mok Gyeong-un in the head.

however

-Sigh!

Mok Gyeong-un dodged it by simply tilting his head and then

-puck!

On the contrary he struck Ho Jong-hyuk in the chest.

Ho Jong-hyuk’s new brother who was struck by a blow was pushed back as if thrown back.

-Chrrrrrr! Tang Gang!

However one of the sword blades of the Destroyer broke.

Ho Jong-hyuk’s expression was distorted.

The German Weapon Destroyer that he received from his father was an ax cast from iron by a craftsman of high reputation at the time.

I couldn’t help but feel angry at the moment when I saw one of the blades of the Destruction Blade which I cherished like a treasure being broken right in front of my eyes.

-Wow!

‘this guy!’

However unlike this anger reason became more cool-headed.

This man in front of me.

It’s definitely not the ultimate climax.

To achieve this level of inaction that surpasses oneself one must overcome a wall.

However this does not make sense in common sense.

Not long ago it was barely able to take the swords of the Five Evil Demons Geoam-kwon Jeomo-pal Ho-gak and the Eyeless Sword Wi Maeng-cheon.

‘This isn’t fast enough.’

The speed at which it becomes so strong that it can almost be called a monster is unimaginable.

It’s not a matter of whether he got over the wall or not.

This guy didn’t seem like someone anyone could control.

[what? He says he should exclude him?]

[yes.]

[My lord already liked it so why are you trying to exclude him?]

[Because it’s dangerous.]

[danger? What’s dangerous? If you’re doing this because of his origins…]

[That’s not the problem. You can tell even if you don’t see it. Mok Gyeong-un will never be able to be loyal to anyone.]

The dead guy’s words came to mind again.

‘The blind guy’s judgment was right.’

As Wei Mengchen said this guy can never be controlled by the lord.

The speed at which he was getting stronger was the same and he couldn’t tell who the plan was so if he kept it close to him he couldn’t tell when or what might happen.

-closely!

‘I’m embarrassed.’

However this was more of a problem now.

I want to subdue him as my lord commanded but I can’t do it alone.

If his guess was correct no one here would be able to defeat this guy with martial arts alone.

The only possibility is to join forces with the main army and form a joint attack.

‘There is too much to lose.’

If that happens the losses will be severe.

If a situation arises in which you lose even after joining forces against someone who is trying to take over as a subordinate then you have to deal with it…

“stop!”

At that time Jang Neungak’s shout was heard.

At his shout Samak Ho Jong-hyuk turned his head with a puzzled expression.

There Jang Neung-Ak with a stiff expression on his face was raising his eyes.

‘eyeball?’

What on earth is that?

Jin Il-ak Ho Jong-hyuk was puzzled but Mok Gyeong-un smiled and said to Jang Neung-ak.

“I guess you feel like having a conversation now.”

“You guys this….”

Jang Neung-ak was about to say something but then he shouted harshly at the warriors in the lower seat.

“You guys stay back for now.”

“Do you do it my lord?”

“I told you to stay back.”

“insect!”

At his command the warriors in the lower seats went out of the garden in perfect order.

Gochan who was possessed by Ha Chae-rin hesitated and tried to leave but the evil Seo Hye-in shook her head and was able to stay.

When they all left and only the Oakhoe remained Jang Neungak spoke again.

“What is this…?”

At that question Mok Kyung-un tilted his head and said.

“You’re probably not asking because you really don’t know right?”

“…Are you trying to taunt the Confucius you just saw?”

“It can’t be. Of course I thought that if you were Confucius you would recognize it when you saw it but since you asked me what it is it’s true.”

“you!”

“Are you asking because you really don’t know?”

“….”

Ho Jong-hyuk looked at the eyeball in his hand with an incomprehensible look as Jang Neung-ak’s expression hardened even more.

What is it that makes my master react like that?

Then unbelievable words came out of Jang Neungak’s mouth.

“Are you competing with the Grand Master?”

‘Metabolic type?’

What does this mean?

Did Mo Kyung-un compete with Grand Duke Na Yu-ryang?

I was puzzled but Mok Kyung-un nodded and answered.

“I think that would be a sufficient answer.”

Mok Gyeong-un’s gaze was focused on the eyeball in Jang Neung-ak’s hand.

At his attitude Jang Neungak stared at the eyeball in his hand with a hardened expression and then burst into laughter as if he was shocked.

“Hot!”

All of his henchmen were surprised to see him like this.

Because thanks to Jang Neungak’s reaction they also realized who the owner of that eyeball was.

That means

‘What is this?’

‘That guy defeated the Archduke?’

‘…That monster?’

Grand Duke Na Yulyang.

Even within the Heaven and Earth Association there were not many who could deal with him.

He is a disciple of the head of the Heaven and Earth Society a member of the Six Heavens and a monster who has overcome the wall and reached the world of peace.

It is known that even the five kings the highest officials of the Heaven and Earth Association have difficulty dealing with anyone other than the two kings who received the title of Eight Saints.

That guy dealt with him like that?

No if you didn’t just fight him but even plucked out his eyeballs wouldn’t that be the same as winning?

What on earth is going on?

It was then.

“Haha…Hahahahahaha!”

At that time Hoeju’s second disciple Jang Neungak who was laughing out loud burst into laughter like crazy.

Everyone looked at him in puzzlement at his sudden attitude.

Is it because the shock was too great?

Jang Neung-ak who had been laughing for a while while wondering why he was doing that sat down in his seat and gestured with his hands.

“You’re pulling out the eyeballs of a guy who doesn’t even look like a human being. In life there are days like this all the time. Hahahahaha. Come here and let’s talk.”

“My lord!”

Seo Hye-in the leader of the evil premiere troupe tried to dissuade him.

Then Jang Neung Ak waved his hand and said.

“It’s done. He’s the guy who ripped out that monster’s eyeballs. “Who can stop that guy?”

“But my lord it’s too dangerous….”

“It’s done. Anyway if that guy was going to do harm he would have done it right away. Isn’t that right?”

Mok Kyung-un smiled and responded to his words.

“That’s correct.”

“….”

At his answer the evil Seo Hye-in and the swollen-faced Oak Jeomopal couldn’t help but feel concerned.

No matter how strong that guy was they were his henchmen.

There was a duty to protect his well-being.

But Ho Jong-hyuk shook his head as if telling him not to do it.

‘It’s impossible. ‘Leave me alone.’

Anyway if he is truly an expert in fireworks this distance is already included in his radius.

It means that you can do whatever you want if you put your mind to it.

‘It would be better to narrow the gap.’

That could actually protect my lord Jang Neung-ak from that bastard.

Sometimes the best defense is offense.

-Jump jump jump! widely!

In the end Mok Gyeong-un came up to the pavilion and sat down opposite Jang Neung-ak.

He was treated noticeably differently.

Being seated next to him meant trust but having him sit in front was recognition of the other person.

As Mok Gyeong-un sat down Jang Neung-ak held a bottle of liquor and spoke.

“Would you like a drink?”

“There is no reason to refuse the cup offered to you.”

“good night. “Have a drink.”

Jang Neung-ak poured alcohol into Mok Gyeong-un’s cup.

There was a distance between me and him as I sat across from him.

-Gurgling!

When Jang Neung-Ak made an internal attack the liquor in the bottle spread into the glass far away.

As soon as the glass was full the flow of alcohol stopped.

‘As expected Confucius’s charm is not ordinary.’

Even though he possessed the lowest true energy among the three disciples of Huaiju his true energy was so vast that most of the masters I could not compete with.

It might have been natural since I had been receiving bee wash and taking elixirs regularly since I was young.

Jang Neungak put down the bottle.

Then he looked at Mo Kyung-un and said.

“Would you like to follow me?”

There was a distance to the liquor bottle.

I had to stand up and go get the bottle before I could pour a glass.

At first glance it may have seemed like the intention was to promote wood cultivation.

‘Are you really trying to tame him?’

The evil Seo Hye-in watched this anxiously.

however

“It’s not difficult.”

Mok Gyeong-un chuckled and then made a light gesture toward the bottle of alcohol.

Then a stream of liquor spontaneously came out from the spout of the bottle and entered Jang Neung-ak’s cup.

-Rurg!

‘!!!!!!’

Jang Neung-ak’s henchmen who saw this let out an exclamation without realizing it.

This was a method of emptiness.

When it reaches the pinnacle of transcendence it becomes capable of pulling or pushing objects with its true energy.

However in order to handle something like a drop of water so delicately one had to reach a higher level than that.

“Are you sure now?”

Hearing Mo Kyung-un’s words Jang Neung-ak looked at the cup filled with alcohol and raised his head.

“As expected you have overcome the wall.”

‘ah….’

Only then did the evil Seo Hye-in understand Jang Neung-ak’s intentions.

The lord was trying to check for the last time whether Mokgyeongun had really overcome the wall and reached the state of Hwagyeong.

This made it clear.

This guy was definitely an expert in flower painting.

He was not at the level of the latter-day index but was already one of the best tax experts in the Cheonjihoe.

Apart from being a disciple of the Dark Lord King Seomdok he has reached a position where he can be called a force on his own.

I think I understand why the lord seated Mok Gyeong-un right in front of him.

At that time Jang Neungak opened his mouth.

“The strong deserve to be treated as they are.”

-Sigh!

Jang Neungak put his hands together and gave a bow to Mok Gyeong-un and said.

“Huaiju’s second disciple Jang Nung-ak will treat the carpenter with courtesy.”

‘ah!’

At his attitude the followers of the Oakhoe clicked their tongues.

It is also the first time that they have seen their master Jang Neung-ak treat someone his age other than the executives so politely.

However it was well deserved.

It was nothing else but a master who had reached the state of hwagyeong.

-Sigh!

Mok Gyeong-un also responded by bowing to him.

“You don’t have to do that but I’m just grateful that you treat me with respect.”

The atmosphere wasn’t bad as they went back and forth and treated each other with respect.

Jang Neung-Ak must have thought that too as he spoke in a brighter voice.

“Confucius Wood. “Can I ask why you came to me with this?”

-Sigh!

What Jang Neung-ak was pointing at was none other than the eyeball of Grand Duke Na Yu-ryang.

Jang Neung-Ak looking into his eyeballs was in a heightened mood.

At first he thought that Mok Gyeong-un was playing a trick on him by joining hands with his brother-in-law Na Yu-ryang.

But that was his own misjudgment.

Mok Gyeong-un defeated Woo Ho-rang the right-hand man of Wi So-yeon his youngest priest and not only that he competed with his great brother Na Yu-ryang and plucked out his eyeballs.

What does that mean?

‘I guess you want to be with this Confucius.’

He was sure.

He said Mok Kyung-un chose him.

However contrary to his expectations something completely unexpected came out of Mok Gyeong-un’s mouth.

“Let’s join Lady Wi So-yeon’s side.”

‘!?’

At that moment Jang Neungak’s expression hardened.

What is this guy talking about after making people expect this for so long?

In response Jang Neungak spoke while controlling his expression as much as possible.

“What are you talking about now Mr. Wood? “To merge with the youngest priest…”

“That’s literally it. “I think it will be difficult to compete with Grand Duke Nayuliang’s side if the two of you do not combine your forces.”

“….”

Jang Neung-ak was momentarily dumbfounded by Mo Gyeong-un’s words and then burst into laughter.

I was disappointed because it was different from what I expected but are you saying this thinking that this is possible?

In response Jang Neungak spoke his true feelings.

“Look. Wood Confucius. “Do you think that’s possible?”

“Is it possible?”

“I see. Both me and the youngest priest are running for the same position. But if we were to join forces now do you think it would be possible?”

Jang Neung Ak shook his head.

Then he quickly sighed and smiled.

“Well if the youngest priest swears loyalty to me and wants to come under my wing it might be possible. Otherwise the woodworker’s suggestion is virtually impossible.”

“okay.”

This is a foolish suggestion.

This is an offer that neither he nor the youngest priest can accept.

If that was going to be the case in the first place they would have already joined forces a long time ago or gone in the direction of pushing one of the two.

Since that’s not possible isn’t everyone doing their best to secure support?

“Thank you for the offer but….”

“iced coffee. “Did this sound like a suggestion?”

“what?”

At that moment Jang Neungak frowned.

He now thinks he heard wrong?

I’m doing it

-Shudder!

The guy said with a smile full of malice unlike before.

“This is not a suggestion I am asking you to do so.”

< Episode 52 Jang Neungak (4) > end

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