Myst, Might, Mayhem Chapter 275

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<Episode 76: Bloody Castle (1)>

[The basis of illusion is to deceive the five senses.]

[What are the five senses?]

[Literally. It refers to the five senses you have. It can be visual auditory olfactory gustatory and tactile.]

[How can you fake this?]

[Humans can unconsciously recall sensations they once experienced.]

[What do you mean by that?]

[For example what is the reason why saliva naturally forms on your tongue when you think of sour food?]

[ah….]

[That is the rumination of unconscious sensations.]

[What does it mean that an illusion deceives this?]

[It is unconsciously reminiscent of a situation and makes it natural.]

She learned everything about genjutsu from her master.

She was confident that no one could follow her in this area except for her teacher and the person who taught her this secret art.

She was clutching her nose and staring at her neck with an incomprehensible look in her eyes.

‘Why didn’t it work?’

It can be said that extreme self-harming genjutsu is very difficult because the body or spirit unconsciously and stubbornly rejects it.

However it was surprisingly easy to temporarily divert hostility like this.

All you have to do is unconsciously select the target of your hostility.

However this guy’s genjutsu itself didn’t work.

‘That can’t be possible.’

Of course magic was not unconditional.

This too may not work if the other person reaches the extreme of enlightenment and completely breaks away from it or if they have stronger mental power than you.

But when I mixed my hands it seemed like it couldn’t be the former much less the latter.

He had forgotten that a year had passed since he was imprisoned in the underground prison but if he had counted the years before he was imprisoned it had already been over one hundred and sixty.

A child like this could not surpass his mental strength that did not give in even after being tortured and deprived of food for a long time including the years he had lived.

‘Is it a mistake?’

In her mind she snapped her fingers reciting a phrase in her mind while staring intently at her neck.

– Perfect!

‘Go kill your comrades from now on.’

“…What are you doing?”

“under?”

She thought it was absurd.

The illusion really didn’t work.

Even if she covered her eyes and mouth the sound she made with her hands was enough to put her opponent under her genjutsu so it was a situation she couldn’t understand at all.

Her neck tiller spoke to her like that.

“I don’t know what you were trying to do but why not end it like this? “If I were really on the Geumui Committee I would have tried to stop it somehow.”

“….”

“I actually helped him break free but it seems disrespectful to his benefactor to attack him like this.”

“Nonsense!”

“It’s not nonsense.”

“Do you think she will believe what you say?”

“Is there no reason not to trust her?”

“Why can’t I believe it? It’s overflowing and overflowing. Her four men used all her methods to get what they wanted from her true wife. She used all kinds of conciliatory tactics to torture her during interrogation. But since the main woman would not open her mouth that was not enough so he even cut off her sexual organs causing her to starve for decades.”

“Several…ten years?”

Mo Kyung-un frowned.

Did she say with her own mouth that she had starved for decades?

Is her mind coming and going?

How did she survive after starving for not just a few days but for decades?

Humans become haggard even if they starve for just a few days and if it continued for a long time she had no choice but to lose weight and become gaunt.

But there was nothing like that about her.

She said to her puzzlement.

“At this point I think you intentionally let her go as if it was her mistake gave her hope and then tried to subdue her and make her submit to her true will. Please make me realize that this was a foolish mistake on your part.”

-Gooooo!

As soon as she finished saying those words her energy surged out of her.

The natural energy was so strong that even wind pressure was rising.

Seeing this Mo Kyung-un sighed.

Perhaps because she had been locked up for so long that she thought she was a loser who could be exploited her mind seemed to be going back and forth and she had no faith in people themselves at all.

‘Are you considering this situation itself a trap?’

If that was the case it seemed like no matter what she said it wouldn’t work.

Her neck tiller looked at her in annoyance.

She had to hurry but her ankle was caught in the wrong place.

‘iced coffee.’

Her neck tilted up and he looked at her with a sharp look in her eyes.

Then she muttered softly.

“There’s nothing we can do.”

It seemed better to just kill her as quickly as possible.

Mok Gyeong-un was about to take a stance but soon turned his head when he felt a sign of popularity behind him.

When I looked back I saw a member of the Geumuiui Committee standing there with a puzzled look on his face.

The shock from the attack was so great that the cave passage trembled so it was strange that they didn’t come here.

“Holy shit…”

The Geumwiwi gun gun was greatly embarrassed to see her as a released prisoner.

It was right then.

– Perfect!

I heard her snap her fingers.

At that moment the Geumwiwi gun’s eyes suddenly opened.

Then the gun of the Geumwiwi rushed toward Mok Gyeong-un screaming.

“Die!”

‘huh?’

Mok Gyeong-un was unable to hide his surprise when the prisoner who had escaped was taken aback and suddenly rushed towards him with murderous intent.

However the inaction of the Geumui Committee’s firearms was at best only the beginning of the climax.

Of course there was no way he could be Mo Gyeong-un’s opponent.

-Sigh!

After easily dodging his attempt to slit his throat.

-Park!

She lowered his wrist causing him to drop the sword.

As she fell her sword was kicked towards her before it even touched the floor.

-Okay!

Then the sword rushed towards her with the force of piercing between the eyes.

“joy.”

As she turned her head to the side the blade struck her long hair which contained her true energy and soon it was stuck in the wall.

-Poof!

But it doesn’t end there

“Ugh.”

A gun flew towards her from the top of the gold that had been cast by her genjutsu.

‘huh?’

For a split second she frowned.

Then he opened fire with his red-stained hands towards the flying firearm of the Geumuiwi and cut his whole body into pieces.

-Ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-chak!

As her body broke into dozens of pieces blood splattered everywhere.

However someone passed through them and stabbed a test paper into her neck.

It was none other than Mok Gyeong-un.

-Poof!

In an unexpected blow she was stabbed in the left shoulder by a copy of the article on her sword.

‘this guy?’

There was a strange look in her eyes.

Throwing her own comrades to block their view and then attacking them in the gap?

What is this guy doing?

-Chuck!

As she was surprised she soon widened the distance by dodging the swordsman’s sword aimed at her shoulder and then her own neck with fluid steps.

-Papapapap!

As I was trying to distance myself from her the area where she was stabbed began to bleed and stop bleeding.

Mokgyeongun’s eyes narrowed when he noticed this.

‘Wounded?’

The speed of healing exceeded human standards.

He also recovered from his wounds quickly but her speed far exceeded that.

If it healed immediately after being stabbed it was not recovery but super regeneration.

‘Is it possible for morale to recover?’

Fraud dissipates public power.

But that didn’t seem to stop her from recovering her body.

At that time Mo Gyeong-un’s eyes saw thunder power jumping to her injured area.

It seemed like that power encouraged regeneration.

It was a surprising moment.

-Okay!

Mok Gyeong-un turned her body to the side as she fought back.

He then tried to take a picture of her wrist which was spread out with her elbow.

Then she used a herb to avoid it and aimed for Mok Gyeong-un’s neck.

-Papa pa pa pa paak!

In a split second their hands collided and each other was pushed back.

-Chrrrrrrrr!

-Chrrrrrrrr!

Pushed behind her she raised an eyebrow and looked at her own red-stained hands.

‘I’m using blood jade and strong energy at the same time but at every split second I’m blocking it with my strange strong energy.’

Her martial arts technique in which her hands were stained like blood-red jade was a new technique called Blood Oksu (血玉手) that combined the martial arts and long techniques and its power was enough to crush rocks and tear iron with her bare hands.

It was no exaggeration to say that if you add strength to such a blood jade tree its power would be difficult to find an opponent for.

However the vicious strength that was displayed in an instant was blocking this.

Its power was completely different from that of ordinary strong weapons.

‘What the hell is this guy?’

Clearly on the surface it wasn’t even an agreement.

Even though her body had not yet warmed up and she had not yet exercised its power it was hard for her to believe that a child who had not yet lived to reach her twenties was almost at the same age as her.

I thought I could easily subdue her but it seemed like it would be difficult to do that if I didn’t do it right.

She was licking her tongue inwardly but soon opened her mouth.

“You’re not an ordinary guy.”

“That’s what I want to say.”

Mok Gyeong-un was also secretly surprised by her inaction.

Her movements were so agile and alive that it made you wonder if she was really someone who had been trapped in an underground gold prison for a long time.

Even her strength and power were beyond imagination.

It was like a spring that never runs dry and it almost made me wonder how they kept such a monstrous woman in captivity.

In Cheongryeong’s words he said that in terms of his power he was infinitely close to Hyeonjing and that except for Yukcheon the current peak there would be almost no one who could compete with him other than Palseong who was said to be the best master of the martial arts at the time.

But it seems like she met that person pretty quickly.

‘…Did you say it was a nine-blood religion?’

Come to think of it she and Mong Muyak also said that the level of inaction of her masters during the old martial arts era in Cheongnyeongdo was much higher than it is now.

She definitely looks like this girl and she seems like that.

‘It has to be done properly.’

Because it was a very deep underground cave Mok Gyeong-un was controlling the aerodynamic force as much as possible.

She only generated magical energy the moment she hit him.

But it seemed like that wasn’t enough to deal with this woman.

In response she relaxed her neck control as much as possible and let demonic energy flow through her entire body.

Then

-Gooooooo!

A vicious black energy flowed from Mo Qingyun.

When she saw this caution appeared in her eyes.

‘Look at this guy?’

Although she thought she was pretty good she thought that if she used her power she could kill him in less than thirty seconds.

However when Mok Kyung-un revealed his demonic energy her thoughts changed.

Even if she did her best she was not at a level where she could win within thirty seconds.

‘I guess I need to be a little nervous about this.’

-Pachichichichichik!

At that moment blue flames burst out from her entire body entangling her as a thunderbolt.

The moment she revealed her hidden brain power (雷力) her neck training moved first.

I planned to see a match before my opponent showed his skills.

-Tatak!

Her neck tiller struck her bottom twice and with a gust of wind her new form split in two and rushed toward her.

This was the Wind God Treasure (風神步) that he learned by stealing from Geumuiwi Cheonho Marahyeon.

However her eyes widened when she saw Mok Gyeong-un’s mysterious method of dividing the new form into two.

‘What about this?’

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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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