Myst, Might, Mayhem Chapter 355

< Episode 94: Extreme Sword (1) >

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-Wow!

“Turn it off.”

With five fingers digging into his skull Zhou Guunghuang the director of the Yinggeom Lodge felt his eyes trying to roll back in pain.

Yesong-ah was startled and turned his head to see that he was really going to crush his head and kill him.

Then someone came up to Mok Gyeong-un knelt down and bowed his head.

-thud!

He was none other than Gu Yeon-woo the third son of Yeonggeom Mountain Lodge.

Yesongah also couldn’t help but feel puzzled by his sudden behavior.

But Gu Yeon-woo spoke hurriedly.

“Please save my brother!”

‘!?’

The eyes of Gu Woong-hwang the owner of the warden who were suffering from pain wavered.

Did this guy ask you to save him now?

However in response to Gu Yeon-woo’s plea Mok Gyeong-un said with a dull expression as if he was surprised.

“I understand that they are half-brothers and are not on very good terms.”

“No matter what we are brothers.”

“Is there a brother who steals his younger brother’s belongings and imprisons him?”

“…Of course that is true but my eldest brother does so because he wants me to follow in my father’s footsteps as a father-in-law.”

“You had good intentions?”

“That’s right. So I will persuade you to receive the orb so please have mercy on me.”

‘you….’

Gu Woong-hwang’s groans disappeared in the wake of Gu Yeon-woo’s earnest voice.

Mok Gyeong-un’s fingers lost strength but it was also because he knew the youngest guy’s sincerity for the first time.

Since there was also bullying from the second guy he thought that he had gone against them because he hated them.

However I was heartbroken by the sincerity shown in an emergency situation.

That said

“It’s really heartbreaking but I don’t have time to take this and that into consideration. “If you don’t want to die you won’t have any choice but to talk about it.”

“Please give me just one chance to convince you.”

Gu Yeon-woo crawled across the floor to Mok Gyeong-un and tried to beg.

“Just do it in moderation.”

Mo Kyung-yun waved his hand.

At that moment Gu Yeon-woo’s body was tilted back by the powerful Jin-gi and was about to be pushed away.

Then it happened.

“Haa…haa…I’ll give it to you.”

At that time the owner Gu Woong-hwang opened his mouth with difficulty.

“older brother?”

Gu Yeon-woo’s eyes widened at his words.

Be that as it may owner Koo Woong-hwang spoke as if that was not the reason.

“The orb belongs to my second brother. I will give it to the second child so please do not touch our Yeonggeom Lodge.”

At those words Mok Kyung-un snorted and said.

“How great would it have been if it had come out like this?”

“….Please keep the promise.”

-Park!

At this Mo Kyung-un let go of the hand he was holding.

The owner Gu Woong-hwang whose face was soaked with blood sat down on the floor and caught his breath.

Gu Woong-huang who was catching his breath like that spoke without looking at Gu Yeon-wu.

“You too leave with them.”

“older brother?”

“It’s to protect my family so don’t misunderstand anything.”

“…..”

Gu Yeon-woo’s eyes became red at his words.

Although it was due to circumstances it was his older brother who eventually gave up his stubbornness and let him go.

So I felt sorry but also grateful.

The head of the warden Gu Woong-hwang stood up unsteadily and said

“If I don’t go my second brother won’t hand over the goods so I will go with you.”

“Of course.”

But Gu Yeon-woo spoke hurriedly.

“Please wait a moment.”

“Why are you doing that?”

“If my brother goes out with this face there is a risk of misunderstanding so please at least give him first aid for a moment.”

Hearing his words Mo Kyung-un looked at Gu Woong-hwang’s face.

He had a face covered in blood.

Mok Kyung-un nodded his head.

“Hurry up.”

With those words Mo Qingyun left Guunghwang’s room.

As Mok Gyeong-un left the eyes of Gu Woong-hwang and Gu Yeon-woo turned strange as they looked at each other.

* * *

-Was it considerate? rebirth.

Mok Gyeong-un responded with a puzzled look to the voice of Cheongryeong ringing in his ears.

-What do you mean?

-I mean you were away.

-that…

-Didn’t this give the two brothers a chance to resolve their emotional grievances for a while?

-well.

In response to her words Mok Kyung-un shrugged his shoulders as if it was nothing in particular.

At this the young man silently observed him.

Although he was not conscious of it at all he was Mok Gyeong-un who little by little continued to change into a more human being.

Of course he was still thoroughly rational and had a strong cruel side but it was completely different from before.

This meant that he began to increasingly understand other people’s emotions.

Cheongryeong felt strangely happy about this change in him.

I still wanted to deny why but now I just don’t like this change…

-Shudder!

At that time Mok Gyeong-un turned his head somewhere.

The young man asked:

-Why are you doing that?

-….Dogi…..I feel a very powerful sword energy.

-Doggi? Did you mean here?

-yes.

-That can’t be possible. According to what that sentient woman named Song-ah said didn’t those who practiced weapons other than swords even get banned from entering the mountain hut?

-yes. But I can feel it. It’s also very strong.

-If strong at what level is it?

-….At least we got over the wall.

-what?

Cheongnyeong couldn’t help but be surprised at those words.

If we say that we have surpassed the wall of the wall isn’t it the state of a spiritual world that can be said to be the realm of the Great Master?

But if you say pottery

-Could it be that Namjin warrior tracked you all the way here?

Seongseongbaek the King of Northern Waves one of the six heavens.

He is close to the number one figure in the current martial arts world.

-Namjin warrior? Maybe so.

-If he is right he is really persistent.

-I see. It might be better to kill him now.

-what?

-I couldn’t do it then but it might be possible now.

-Are you sure you’re going to join him? And here too?

Cheongnyeong asked in surprise.

Mok Kyung-un nodded and tried to take a step in the direction where he could feel the pottery.

It was because I thought that if I just left it alone it would continue to be annoying.

However Mok Gyeong-un’s eyes narrowed as he turned.

‘what?’

The feel of the pottery was different.

It’s not clear because there’s still a distance but there was a difference from the composition encyclopedia at that time.

What happens if you do it?

It was right then.

“It’s not the time yet so it would be better to avoid it now.”

At the sound of a voice coming from close by

-Sureuk!

Mo Kyung-un’s new form became blurred and soon followed the owner of the voice.

-Sigh!

Mok Gyeong-un aimed the sword at the head of an unknown person.

Mok Gyeong-un spoke to him with just enough energy to pierce his head with a sword right now.

“Who are you?”

The reason why Mok Kyung-un said this was simple.

That was because the aura of this person in front of me was different from the warriors at Yeonggeom Mountain Lodge.

The energy surrounding his entire body was something he had never felt before and it was going against the normal flow.

What on earth is it?

It was a car I was puzzled about.

The person whose right forehead was being targeted with the sword opened his mouth in a trembling voice.

“It is an honor to meet you like this.”

‘!?’

A strange look appeared in Mok Gyeong-un’s eyes.

As expected hearing this person’s voice made me feel excited.

It’s my first time meeting him. Why is he reacting like this?

Mok Gyeong-un asked this.

“Do you know me?”

“How could you not know?”

-Poof!

“Huh?”

As soon as those words were finished a sharp energy rose from the edge of Mo Kyung-un’s sword and penetrated the man’s forehead.

Mok Gyeong-un said as her man flinched and looked embarrassed.

“Are you a chaser from the imperial palace?”

“no.”

“Then is it Cheonjihoe?”

“no. “I have nothing to do with them.”

“But why are you talking like you know me? no way…..”

Is this a secret meeting?

But something completely unexpected came out of the man’s mouth.

“I came a long way to see you. “Heavenly Demon.”

‘!!!!!’

Mo Gyeong-un’s eyes narrowed at those words.

He thought he was involved in a secret affair but he had no idea that his new pseudonym would be mentioned.

what? Could it be that the name Cheonma spread faster than expected?

While I was puzzled the man said.

“You don’t have to be on guard. “I just came to tell you something important.”

“Important to say? “I don’t know what you’re talking about…”

“I am…a kind of prophet.”

‘!?’

Prophet?

Mok Kyung-un frowned at his words.

A prophet means a person who predicts future events or the future.

But now this man introduced himself as a prophet.

“under? Prophet?”

“Yes.”

“It seems like there are a lot of similar types of people in the world.”

“yes?”

The man who identified himself as a prophet could not hide his embarrassment at Mok Gyeong-un’s reaction.

Since he was discussing something that would happen in the future he expected to some extent that his words would not be easily trusted.

That’s why he said he was a prophet but the response was even more disbelief.

The self-proclaimed prophet who was embarrassed spoke hastily.

“I don’t have time right now. “Whether you believe me or not this has a lot to do with you and your descendants.”

“Descendants?”

“yes. “Due to an immortal being the great organization you will create your descendants and indeed the entire martial arts world will be in danger.”

“…Immortal being?”

If you’re immortal does that mean you won’t die?

Suddenly a being passed through Mo Gyeong-un’s mind.

A being that is presumed to have existed for quite a long time.

“yes. “You may not believe it easily but…”

“Does he have a third eye?”

“Third eye? “What do you mean by that?”

“Whoa.”

Hearing his questioning words Mok Gyeong-un sighed and then grabbed the man’s shoulders and forced him to kneel.

-thud!

“Tsk.”

Mok Gyeong-un who was kneeling down on him whispered in his ear.

“I don’t know where you heard the title of Heavenly Demon but if you don’t tell me who sent you right now…”

“My dear Cheonma. “This has to do with your future generations.”

“That bastard’s descendants… he’s such an interesting person. Unless something special happens it is highly unlikely that I will ever have descendants. And the future generations should take care of the future generations’ affairs. “Why are you talking to me?”

“yes?”

The prophet’s back trembled at Mok Gyeong-un’s words.

‘Are you saying that the future generations should take care of the future generations’ affairs?’

The answer was completely different from what I expected.

This made me feel calm.

The self-proclaimed prophet thought that things might not turn out the way he wanted.

‘…That might be unreasonable. If I do this should I at least give a warning?’

At this the Prophet calmed down his excitement and spoke calmly.

“Cheonma…what I said is not a lie. “That person is an unrivaled power who pursues the ultimate in the sword and the fact that he has appeared now means that he wants to kill you and cut off that future generation.”

Mok Kyung-un snorted at those words.

“It would be better to be a storyteller rather than a prophet. “Someone I’ve never seen before is suddenly trying to kill me and end my future generations…”

“Really. His purpose is clear. And only by preventing him from becoming immortal can we end the tragedy of his future generations…”

-Park!

Before he could finish his words Mo Kyung-un turned his body.

I was so tired of continuing to talk nonsense.

I don’t know where on earth he heard the title Cheonma but he felt like he needed to find out who sent him this letter.

But

‘!?’

A strange look appeared in Mok Gyeong-un’s eyes.

That was because this person’s clothing was so strange.

He wore an unusual outfit that had never been seen even in the imperial palace.

As I looked at him in puzzlement for a moment a light flickered from the waist of this strange man who identified himself as a prophet.

Then the space shook and shook.

‘What is this?’

Seeing the strange phenomenon Mok Gyeong-un hurriedly stretched out his hand and tried to grab the man who identified himself as a prophet.

Then the Prophet also spoke hurriedly.

“My dear Cheonma. Please do not allow him to obtain the origin of the spirit creatures…”

-Ugh!

It was before I even finished speaking.

Soon the body of the self-proclaimed prophet was sucked into space and disappeared.

I thought it was some kind of Gyeongsinbeop so I opened my senses and looked at the surrounding radius.

‘doesn’t exist?’

I couldn’t sense any energy at all.

What’s even more surprising is that when the magical power of the three eyes of the right eye was opened there was no trace of Qi left at all.

It disappeared completely as if it had never existed in the first place.

What on earth is going on?

-Rebirth… What on earth is that guy just now?

-….well.

Is it really possible to be a prophet?

< Episode 94: Extreme Sword (1) > end

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