Episode 6: Filled with evil (4)
The bast that makes up the surface of a book.
No one ever thought of tearing it off and putting it into their mouth.
In the first place who would put something in their mouth that is made of human skin and has a ghostly energy just by looking at it?
It was truly crazy.
-Mumbling!
‘It’s tough.’
A Mokgyeongun that puts bast in its mouth and chews it.
Strangely no matter how much you bite the bast is so tough that your teeth do not damage or tear it.
However this did not seem to mean that there was no effect at all.
-Sigh!
The presence of the blue spirit twisted its beautiful eyebrows and grabbed the heart.
I felt like I was in some kind of pain.
In response Mokgyeongun pounded the bast even harder.
-Damn sentient beings!
-Paaaaaaa!
At that moment Cheongnyeong’s eyes turned blood-red.
At the same time Cheongryeong held up a long stick and swung it and the blood of the dead Jo Il-sang which had been dripping down on the floor floated into the air and spun around.
‘This?’
It was absolutely not an illusion.
The sight of blood floating in the air and spinning drop by drop was truly daunting.
At this Mo Gyeong-un’s eyes trembled and he looked at the blood.
He was spinning so fast that it was hard to see with the naked eye but he was somehow keeping up with it.
-This guy…
Even the presence of Cheongnyeong noticed that Mok Kyung-un was staring at the blood.
It was surprising that he was a person who had no special skills in martial arts or martial arts.
It was no exaggeration to say that his body and reflexes were completely superior to those of an ordinary human.
-Yes sentient beings.
The presence of Cheongnyeong pointed Gombangdae towards Mok Gyeong-un.
At that moment the blood droplets that were rapidly rotating inside the cavity all rushed towards Mo Kyung-un.
-Choo! Chop! Chop!
-Chrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!
It was that moment.
Mok Gyeong-un who was staring at the bells slid to the floor the moment the being of Cheongnyeong swung the gombangdae and launched himself towards the being of Cheongnyeong.
-foolish.
It was almost before reaching the presence of the blue spirit.
Blood rained down the front part of Mo Qingyun’s torso digging into his flesh.
-Papa pa pa pa pa pa pa!
Mo Qingyun frowned.
There was no particular emotion to his considerable pain.
However the blood that had penetrated his flesh was cutting through his skin like a sharp knife.
The presence of Ji Qingling who was enjoying the pain of this kind of neck cultivation raised the corner of his mouth.
-Are you in pain? If you do spit it out.
-closely!
The presence of Cheongnyeong pretended to grab Mok Gyeong-un’s hand.
Then the blood that penetrated his skin penetrated further into his body and stimulated the nerves in his neck.
“Turn it off.”
For the first time a moan came out.
At that sight the spirit being stuck out its tongue.
Normally if you were in this much pain you would have to turn over and beg for help.
But that was all.
-Are you used to pain? Or is your patience so strong that it’s foolish? Seup.
The being of Cheongryeong took the gombangdae in its mouth and sucked it.
He then blew out a cloud of smoke and stretched out his arms as if he was about to finish.
-A foolish sentient being. Just die.
At that time Mok Gyeong-un who was in pain muttered.
“Aseung.”
-What are you talking about?
“Asssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss!”
Although Mokgyeongun’s pronunciation was muffled because he had bast in his mouth what he shouted was none other than
-Srurrrrrrr!
It was a demonic horse.
A demonic horse appeared through the ceiling.
However the condition was strangely not good.
As a vengeful spirit it was usually blurry but there were black dots all over the body.
The being of Cheongryeong who saw this smiled and said.
-Was it you?
At those words the demonic monk got down on one knee and bowed his head to show respect to the spirit.
‘Why?’
Mok Kyung-un looking at that scene could not understand.
Is it because it is a higher-ranked monster? However as the author of the Yin-Yang Guide to Disciples said it was a law created from the point of view of radiators.
It wasn’t very accurate.
-You seem to have spiritual talent. I see that it is connected to a vengeful soul. But unfortunately this guy is no different from the main body.
‘limb?’
Regardless of their status is this something they knew in their lifetime?
If that was the case it was a disaster.
The Demon Monk was a food spirit to Mo Kyung-un and if he couldn’t control it he was of no use to him.
If so you have to get through this situation on your own.
-closely!
Mo Gyeong-un chewed the bast in his mouth again.
-Ugh! you!
Then the spirit’s being grabbed the heart again and as if filled with anger glared with murderous eyes and swung the gombangdae.
-Papa papa papa pap!
When I swung the bear the blood droplets that had penetrated into my body soon came out of my body.
It seemed like he was paying attention but that wasn’t the case.
-Chrrrrrrrr!
The blood drops that escaped the body clump together and become one sharp thorn.
Let the spirit’s presence pretend to open the gombangdae downwards.
‘this!’
-Paaaaaaaaaaa!
A sharp thorn aimed at Mo Kyung-un’s heart.
In response Mok Gyeong-un rolled his body to the side and avoided it.
-joy!
The spirit being snorted and swung the gombangdae again as if it could not be avoided.
Then the bloody thorn stuck on the floor turned towards Mok Gyeong-un.
-Paaaaaaaaa!
The speed was so fast that it was impossible to avoid it.
however
-Park!
‘uh?’
He was about to be stabbed precisely in the heart but something appeared and pushed Mo Qingyun away.
It was a demonic horse.
-How dare you!
-……
Ma Seung waved his hands and didn’t know what to do.
Mok Gyeong-un was also puzzled by this situation.
The Demon Monk who had been on his knees with his head down just moments ago suddenly helped him avoid the attack of the Blue Spirit being.
‘Why?’
As I was doing this the spirit being clicked its tongue and spoke.
-Hora. Are you saying that you will fulfill your duty as a food spirit?
-……
Ma Seung could not hide his embarrassment.
I don’t know what the relationship between the two is but Mok Gyeong-un couldn’t help but laugh inwardly at the way he looked at them even after helping them.
I don’t know why but Ma Seung was helping him against his will.
This was quite important in the current situation.
“Mark!”
-Srurr!
Hearing Mo Gyeong-un’s cry the demonic monk naturally blocked the path of the young spirit.
Clearly Ma Seung could not refuse Mo Kyung-un’s orders.
In that case although it is of a high rank it might be possible to make it fight against the existence of a blue spirit…
-Park!
I thought I didn’t know but the presence of the blue spirit that closed the distance in an instant grabbed the demon monk’s neck.
-Then I will kill you both.
-……
The horseman whose neck was grabbed could not move.
It seemed like it was due to the difference in rank as the horseman was unable to move even though he was a bit taller.
He was not the same as all vengeful souls.
– Far far far away!
Mo Gyeong-un chewed the bast to help the devil escape.
Then
-Ugh! I’m so anxious to die.
The spirit’s presence must have been angry as it waved the gombangdae with a distorted face.
Then he saw the scattered blood drops rise into the air again.
– Swish swish!
The blood droplets turned into sharp thorns and quickly rotated around Mo Qingyun.
This time it seemed like he was really trying to end it.
In that split second Mo Kyung-un’s thoughts went in a direction that the presence of Cheong-ryeong could not have expected.
-Gulp!
Mok Gyeong-un swallowed the bast he was chewing in his mouth.
-!?
Seeing this the blood-red eyes of the Blue Spirit being wavered.
To begin with no one chewed it after putting it in their mouth but it was the first time they swallowed it.
-What a crazy sentient being!
The being of Cheongnyeong swung the gombangdae towards Mokgyeongun.
Then numerous blood droplets that were spinning rapidly surrounding the area all rushed towards Mokgyeongun.
-Papa pa pa pa pa pa pa!
‘Pfft!’
As the sharp droplets of blood penetrated Mok Gyeong-un’s body twisted.
As the blood drops penetrated into his body it seemed to stiffen not only his nerves but also his muscles causing them to move uncontrollably.
-Tear your body into pieces and take it out…
The presence of the young spirit could not continue the conversation.
No the hand holding the bear trembled and then his face became distorted in pain.
-What the hell…
He glared at Mo Gyeong-un as if he could not understand the existence of the young spirit.
The pain I felt when I chewed his bast was nothing compared to that.
My entire body made up of souls felt like it was cracking.
‘I’m in pain.’
Mok Gyeong-un also could not know the exact reason.
But one thing I know is that after I forced myself to swallow the bast my stomach became strangely hot.
‘My insides…’
The heat even made me feel like my internal organs were burning.
The corner of Mok Kyung-un’s mouth went up in pain the first pain he had felt since he first put poison in his mouth.
The pain I felt from inside was familiar from the beginning.
But that was right then.
-Whoosh!
The presence of Cheongryeong who was suffering suddenly appeared in front and grabbed Mo Kyung-un’s neck.
-A mere insignificant sentient being!
-Rurg!
A strange look appeared in Mok Gyeong-un’s eyes.
Bloody tears were flowing from the eyes of the angry blue spirit being.
Although the appearance was creepy the resentment seemed so deep that the term vengeful spirit was not awkward.
-How dare someone like you!
The spirit being strangled him with both hands.
As his breathing became suffocating Mok Gyeong-un also reflexively grabbed the wrist of the spirit being to shake it off.
-closely!
It was that moment.
A strange scene appeared in Mo Kyung-un’s mind.
The entire splendid Daejeon was stained with blood and countless people were brutally killed.
In the middle of it all there is someone soaked in blood and gasping with a sword stuck in the ground.
That someone was a spirit.
[Haa…haa…..]
The existence of Cheongnyeong was a total disaster.
It was not strange even if he died right away.
The being of such a young spirit turned its head and looked at the throne of Daejeon.
There was someone sitting there arrogantly.
The existence of a blue spirit that looks with hatred at the being whose face cannot be seen because it is cast in shadow.
[……]
The being of the blue spirit poured out blood and screamed at the being sitting on the throne.
But strangely the voice was not heard.
The being of the young spirit who was so angry that he vomited blood immediately grabbed the sword soldier tightly.
He then tore off his clothes and wrapped them around his wrists fastening them and tried to swing the sword at someone sitting on the throne.
-Park!
[!!!!!!!]
But in the blink of an eye the person on the throne was sticking his hand into the chest of the blue spirit being.
Then the being took out something from the heart of the blue spirit being.
That’s right
‘heart?’
It was a heart that was pounding.
How many moments will there be in life when you will see your own heart?
And beyond that what would it be like to see your own heart being crushed by someone else?
-Kwasik!
with him
-Ahhhhhh!
A shriek that felt like it would be torn apart sharply pierced my eardrums.
Then the vision I had just seen disappeared and I saw the young spirit with his crown removed his hair hanging down and a shocked look on his face.
‘Was it…a woman?’
It was hard to tell when she wore the crown and gave off a sharp and intimidating aura but looking at her now she definitely looked like a woman.
But why does the spirit being react this way?
In her puzzlement she could see that the movement of her neck was connected to her by something like a red thread coming from her own body.
‘This?’
That wasn’t all.
That thread was also connected to the demonic monk.
‘no way?’
I thought I had a vague idea what this was but the presence of her blue spirit was tearing out her own hair and screaming.
-Ahhhh! I can’t believe I’m a food spirit!
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