Episode 8 The Energy of Death (1)
“Both the sword and the sword are yours.”
‘!?’
Hearing Mo Gyeong-un’s words Gam Howie’s eyes trembled.
A dagger stuck in the middle of the chest.
Do you think the strength contained in the dagger is yours?
Are you saying that this guy used the strength he forcibly took from himself?
‘…That doesn’t make sense.’
Inner space has its own unique properties.
Due to the deterioration of energy caused by various sects and sects even if one were to take someone else’s inner energy in reality it would only be poisonous.
Even if internal power was inherited from priests of the same sect there was no way to utilize it immediately unless it was refined through fortune techniques and made into one’s own.
And he wrote it?
‘What on earth is this guy?’
He was by no means an ordinary civilian.
Even though he was a death row inmate Gam Howie thought he could be controlled because he was not a martial artist.
But that was a miscalculation.
This guy had strange abilities that he didn’t know about.
He even deals with the strange.
‘It’s a mistake.’
Too bad he brought this guy in.
He hasn’t learned martial arts so you think he can control it.
It was foolish.
He is a guy with such extraordinary intelligence that he uses a monster to draw attention to himself and then throws a dagger containing the energy he has absorbed inflicting fatal injuries.
Maybe that’s what made that guy so scary.
“Whoa…Whoa…”
Howie Gam could barely catch his breath.
It was difficult to breathe with the dagger stuck in his chest.
The body temperature is cooling down centered around his chest.
The location was too critical.
The moment I pulled it out the bleeding would be so severe that recovery might become difficult.
-Sigh!
Gam Howie raised his head and glared at his neck.
It was fate that he and this guy could never go together anyway.
He had to see an end somehow.
Anyway just like him it would be difficult for him to move with the dagger stuck between his ribs and his thigh…
‘!?’
Howie Gam frowned.
What that guy threw was a dagger that was stuck in his thigh.
But why is the bleeding only that bad?
In that position not only the area around his thighs but also the bottom of his pants should have already been soaked with blood.
However there seemed to be no blood flowing except for that area.
‘There’s no way he could have stopped the bleeding or controlled the blood flow.’
He had never seen anything like it.
What happens if you do it?
Howie Gam who was looking at Mok Gyeong-un in bewilderment as if he were looking at a monster bit his lip.
He had no idea how he had ended up with such a strange guy.
However he still had a secret trick.
Didn’t he take it for this time?
“..You bastard…..have you forgotten your dogmatism?”
That was just dogmatism.
He had been given dogma in advance to prevent him from getting out of control and becoming unruly or running away.
Mok Gyeong-un parted his lips at the words of Gam Guard.
“ah? Dogmatic?”
“okay.”
“I forgot.”
“under.”
Guard Gam was astonished at Mo Gyeong-un’s words.
Does it make sense to forget that your life is being mortgaged?
It didn’t matter what I was thinking.
There is no way that clever bastard would have forgotten that.
“Haa…haa…let’s make a deal.”
“Deal?”
“If you stop fighting like this and just hand over the emergency documents I will let you go.”
“You’re letting me go?”
“Isn’t that what you wanted? “If you stay here anyway it’s a fake life and you have to take the risk of being caught at any time.”
Mok Gyeong-un nodded his head at these words.
“what. “That’s right.”
“…I’ll give you the recipe for the antidote and some old money. If you are a member of the National Assembly with a certain level of skill you will be able to manufacture it and make a new start with your old money. Cough cluck.”
As the conversation continued Howie Gam became hoarse.
If you do not rush to get first aid and eat breakfast it becomes dangerous.
There was a limit to what he could endure with his internal strength.
“Choose. “If we keep fighting like this it’s a loss for both of us.”
“It certainly makes sense.”
Mok Gyeong-un shows positive intentions.
Seeing Mo Kyung-un like that Gam Howie tried to breathe a sigh of relief.
It wasn’t too late for him to put an end to the fire and get rid of the guy later.
Now I have to reassure him.
“I’ll give you a tranquilizer first. Each person gets treatment…cough…”
At that time a cough came out of Howie Gam’s mouth.
It was a bloody cough.
He was injured so that could have been the case but here Gam Howie felt a sense of foreignness.
‘Blood…’
I could smell something unpleasant coming from his blood.
For a moment Howie Gam was taken aback and tried to open his chest.
However his hands were shaking so badly that he could not move them.
‘Why are your hands…..’
-thud!
That wasn’t the end.
Soon Howie Gam’s legs lost strength and he fell to the ground on one knee.
Then
“Kwaek!”
Howie Gam spit out a handful of black blood.
I didn’t know that his internal energy was protecting his chest and organs but something was spreading rapidly through his five organs and six organs causing damage.
‘no way?’
Howie Gam’s eyes widened.
This symptom was definitely poison.
There was something strange about him.
This guy didn’t use poison so why did he poison himself?
While he was wondering Mok Gyeong-un slowly staggered towards him looking like he was in pain.
“Whew. “It hurts a lot because the rain got stuck here.”
“You…what on earth…have you done?”
“There’s something I forgot to tell you earlier.”
“what?”
“Not only did I give you my sword and my strength but I also gave you my blood.”
“blood?”
“yes. It was too late to clean up the blood from the dagger that was stuck in his thigh. Actually it was intentional.”
“What on earth are you talking about…”
Mok Gyeong-un smiled and said to Gam Howie who did not understand.
“Of course you don’t understand. “I only told it to Gochan’s escort.”
“Gochan?”
“yes. It’s not a big deal. “Maybe because I ate a lot of poisonous plants since I was young my blood is toxic.”
‘!?’
Howie Gam was dumbfounded by these words.
Is your blood toxic? What does this mean?
So does that mean I’m like a poisonous person from the Four Heavenly Tang Family?
‘What the hell is this guy…ha!’
It was absurd.
How much were you hiding?
But that wasn’t the important thing.
I had to somehow prevent the poison from spreading not only to the chest area with internal energy.
I don’t know what kind of poison it is but it burns like hell.
“Cluck cluck…..”
“It’s painful right?”
“You… you… I hope you’ll be safe… ugh…”
“Padu angelica root boksucho banha…”
‘!?’
Gan Howie’s eyes were shaking like crazy as he heard the medicinal herbs coming out of Mo Gyeong-un’s mouth.
They were all medicinal herbs used for poisoning.
“Jarigong shaman mushroom fennel vinegar.”
“You…you…how?”
“what. “Don’t simple medicines like these have some angles when you just touch them with your tongue?”
You know it when you taste it?
What on earth is this guy?
Mok Gyeong-un who came right in front of the perplexed Gam Howie bent his knees made eye contact with him and said.
“Actually there is no need for an antidote.”
“You…are you…playing with me…cough cluck…?”
At that question Mok Gyeong-un slightly tilted his head and looked at Gam Howie’s face.
Her pale face was like that and her eyes were full of fear and horror.
Seeing him like that Mok Kyung-un smiled and said.
“Whether you are a martial artist or a top-notch expert you are no different from other people in the face of pain and death.”
– Creepy!
The moment Gam Howie heard those words a shiver ran down his spine.
How can he wear the shell of a human being and say these words and have eyes like those of a dead person?
It absolutely doesn’t feel like there’s a human in front of me.
This guy is a devil.
-Purrrrr!
Howie Gam couldn’t stop trembling.
My breathing became rough and it became difficult to breathe because of fear.
He was very treacherous about the human heart.
Just a moment ago he still thought he was superior to his opponent so he looked down on him and there was no tension.
But now it was completely different.
“You’re shaking.”
“Save me… save me.”
Gamhowie put aside his pride and begged for his life.
He couldn’t die like this.
He was a man who dreamed of a stable life after leaving the heartless world of life where one could die unexpectedly.
But it was so unfair to lose his life like this.
Mo Kyung-un stroked his chin.
“Please save me.”
“Loyalty…I swear loyalty. no. I swear. Please…please save me.”
Looking at him pleading Mok Kyung-un smiled and said.
“Now I like your attitude.”
“Oh I will live only for Confucius.”
“Then I am grateful.”
Hearing Mo Gyeong-un’s words Gam Howie’s expression seemed to brighten.
however
-Poof!
“Ugh!”
He thought he was saving his life but Mok Gyeong-un pressed the dagger stuck in his chest so hard that it penetrated all the way to his handle.
Mok Gyeong-un whispered into the ear of the distressed Gam Howie.
“What kind of loyalty is it to someone who can easily change lines as needed?”
“Off…”
“I think it would be helpful if you just died.”
-Sigh!
“Woo!”
As he said those words he covered his mouth and nose with his hands as he gasped.
Gam Howie with veins in his eyes was flapping his hands and feet in pain but Mok Gyeong-un looked at him with an expressionless face.
He didn’t last very long.
The writhing of the whole body soon stopped.
The guard was hiding with his blood standing and his eyes filled with fear.
Mok Gyeong-un looked at him as if he was not impressed and then he removed his palm that was covering his nose and mouth.
‘It was done faster than I thought. ‘I guess I’m lucky.’
From the beginning he had planned to kill Howie Gam in some way.
This was because it would be bothersome to keep alive someone who knew that he was a fake.
Mok Gyeong-un was worried.
‘Should I kill the Gochan escort too?’
Once Gochan’s escort was taken care of no one knew the truth anymore.
But soon Mok Kyung-un shook his head.
‘Let’s keep him alive.’
Gochan was still useful.
It was also nice to have them take care of some things.
and
‘The mouth seems to be quite heavy as well.’
It was said that even though he was being tortured he kept his mouth shut until the end.
He didn’t care if it was because he was afraid or because of the poison.
He was willing to use it as much as he could as long as it didn’t hit him in the back.
– Thick!
Mo Kyung-un looked at the dagger stuck between his ribs.
No matter how strangely resilient his body was he couldn’t help but feel pain if he continued to wear this.
However I couldn’t remove this now.
It has to have a decent appearance.
‘I hope someone comes quickly.’
It’s cumbersome.
“ah!”
I almost forgot.
Mok Gyeong-un placed his palm towards the dead Gam Howie’s dantian.
And he performed the ceremony of chak (着).
It was to confirm one thing.
The internal energy of Danjeon which had died and was dispersing was sucked into Mokyungwoon’s body through the ritual of clothing.
It was an amount that could not even be compared to Jo Il-sang.
‘It’s a piece of cake.’
But this was a skill that would be scattered and lost anyway.
What I was more curious about was something else.
After a while the inner energy stopped flowing.
There wasn’t the reaction I expected.
‘Isn’t it?’
It was the car I thought of.
At that moment a cold yet sinister energy flowed from Gam Howie’s abdomen.
It was definitely similar to the energy he had absorbed from Jo Il-sang.
No it was even bigger.
‘Aaaah!’
There was too.
The dead energy in the body of the dead Gam Howie gathered in the area below the navel of the abdomen.
And little by little it took shape.
I don’t know exactly what this is but I’m starting to like this cold energy more and more.
-Whoa.
There was a red glow in his eyes as if he was interested in this Mokgyeongun.
It was a young man holding a gombangdae in his mouth amid thick smoke.
Cheongnyeong whispered softly to the demon next to him.
-Dangjung. I think I understand why you are swayed by that sentient being.
That guy was no ordinary human.
She also knew this instinctively.
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