Myst, Might, Mayhem Chapter 412

< Episode 108: Encounter (3) >

A neck tiller that raises the corners of the mouth.

The smile which seemed bright at first glance was so full of malice that it gave the viewer the creeps.

This was the slaughter the destruction of the father the blood and the pain. Only the person who committed all of this could have it.

The moment Na Yulyang saw this he was quickly overcome by doubt.

If the being inside is a vengeful spirit we can understand these terrible negative emotions but there is something subtle about it.

‘Has your status as a vengeful soul increased?’

Even if he was sealed and his resentment deepened he would have reached the status of a blue spirit by now.

Certainly if it is the level of a young spirit it can somehow give a feeling of intimidation or caution.

But what is this feeling?

Should I say it is heterogeneous?

Even if a hundred years have deepened the resentment can the Ryu So-wol he knows really look like this?

But no matter how much it was it couldn’t be to the point of threatening even his own senses.

“you….”

-Sheep!

It was before he could say anything.

Before I knew it Mokgyeongun’s magic sword Akjeuk had cut off Nayulryang’s head.

However Na Yulyang lightly tilted his head back and dodged the sword but Mok Gyeong-un turned around and aimed for the neck once again.

Then

-Sigh!

-Paang!

Mo Qingyun’s sword was gently bent and soon bounced away.

-Chrrrr!

Mok Gyeong-un’s new model was pushed back about three paces.

It seemed like he was going to be pushed further but his feet stopped midway as if they were stuck on the floor and the ground split around the soles of his feet.

-Blah blah blah!

A sharp sound of anticipation flowed from the cracked ground.

“In that moment energy flows into the Yongcheonhyeol. “It’s pretty good.”

Mok Gyeong-un opened his mouth with narrowed eyes in response to Na Yu-ryang’s praise.

“…Ship ceremony.”

Mok Gyeong-un immediately realized that this strange technique that deflected his sword was a Bae (排) method one of the eight types of Passa Pal (破思八式).

-This is the ship’s formula?

-yes.

It was certain.

The Pasapal style was an extremely strange and unique form of learning that was performed without any foreshadowing.

At this Cheongryeong also couldn’t help but be surprised.

She too is a method that Mok Gyeong-un knows which lets the cold energy of the abdomen flow away before it even reaches you.

I knew that the more I practiced Passa Palsik the deeper its techniques would become but I never thought I would have reached this level.

-Rebirth. If he has learned how to sail…

-…It could be the guy who stole the heart of the young spirit.

After the day of the cataclysm there were only three people in the world who had mastered the Pasapal style.

It is the secret offering of Cheongnyeong Mokgyeongun and the Cheonmaek (天脈).

At that time I Yulyang smiled and opened his mouth.

“Thank goodness. I was worried for a moment but that doesn’t seem to be the case. okay. It’s the food of the stomach. “The only people in this world who know this are you and me.”

-I learned it too. okay. I guess so. There’s no way it wasn’t cooked.

A voice that trembles and boils with anger.

As he continued to convince himself that it was non-heon Cheongryeong immediately tried to break the wooden doll and leave.

-Blah blah blah!

-Cheongnyeong. for a moment….

-If that guy is really the third Mokgan and it’s Bi-heon then what’s the need to hesitate? This guy is an enemy of you and the throne.

Cheongryeong could not bear it any longer.

Mok Gyeong-un finally nodded his head at her sky-high resentment and murderous intent.

I still didn’t know how this guy was Bi-heon the Three Eyes of Secret Love and the enemy of Cheongryeong but if he was really the culprit of everything then as she said there was no reason to hesitate any longer.

-Quad!

The wooden doll was broken.

At that moment I Yulyang who was about to smile and take his steps forward stopped.

-Gooooooo!

The moment the seal was broken a huge spiritual power was sensed devouring all directions.

The eyes on Na Yulyang’s forehead had a strange look.

As expected feeling spiritual power meant revealing the spiritual body as a vengeful spirit.

In response Nayuliang turned his back and spoke leisurely.

“Even if your status is high revealing your spiritual body would be futile. “I don’t know how you trained your body to that degree but it’s better to keep it that way…”

-Shhhh!

It was that moment.

Before I knew it the sky had turned blood red.

The eyes of everyone in the square immediately turned upward at the strange phenomenon.

The same was true for monsters with protruding eyes.

-Roaring!

“Look over there!”

“The sky is turning red.”

“What is this?”

It wasn’t just the sky that turned red.

-choux! Shoo shoo!

Before I knew it blood began gushing out like a fountain from the floor of the square.

Even though I rubbed my eyes to see if I was seeing something in vain I could still see the blood that had begun to fill the floor and I could even feel the unpleasant smell unique to blood.

-Ssssss!

The blood that filled the floor shot up into the sky creating a reverse rain.

Everyone was dumbfounded by the strange phenomenon that made them doubt their eyes but it was not Na Yu-ryang.

“The realm of the devil… It seems that the resentment is deeper than I expected as it is at a level that can be displayed even when the sun is high in the sky.”

This wasn’t enough for a young man.

It was only possible if it went beyond that.

It should at least reach the level of a male spirit but considering that it covers the entire square of the main building…

“…Jaryeong?”

Na Yulyang’s expression became subtle.

Jaryeong (紫靈) was a vengeful spirit that could only be reached if it possessed immeasurable spiritual power and vengeance.

Even as someone who was well-versed in occult arts and even knew the art of creating artificially high-ranking vengeful spirits he couldn’t understand it.

In a hundred years Sowol could never have reached the level of Jaryong.

What on earth happened?

Even if the child had stolen the treasure made from his heart that day he thought it would inevitably come back to him in the end so he took his time and waited.

But what did you do?

It was then.

-Choo! Chop! Chop!

The blood that had accumulated around him became sharp thorns that pierced him.

In response I Yulliang lightly waved his hand.

Then as if the thorns were oxidized they melted before they even touched.

-Srrrrr!

“This doesn’t work. Now that I’ve appeared again it’s been a while since I’ve shown my face…”

-Chrrrrrr!

Before he could finish his words the blood on the floor began to spin around him and soon shot upward in the form of a whirlwind.

The blood in the whirlpool became hundreds and thousands of countless sword blades trying to grind Na Yulyang’s body.

-Choo! Chop! Chop!

“Three worlds….”

“What about blood?”

Everyone around was so shocked by the sheer force of the blood whirlwind soaring into the sky that they almost backed away as much as possible.

‘asleep!’

He was a young spirit who pushed his resentment and spiritual power to the limit and did his best to kill just one person.

Since this also contained a bunch of Wolmaek’s swords it was safe to say that the inside was an absolute sword made of blood.

She never let down her guard.

If he had realized the Passa Pal style to the point where he could even repel Mok Gyeong-un’s sword this guy would have become so strong that it could not even be compared to the non-heon he knew before.

If so he must face it with desperate resolve.

If you have now reached the realm of self-respect you can even deal with the master of Hyeongyeong (玄境) who is considered the best.

‘Let’s end everything here. ‘Bonheon.’

He was willing to have his spiritual body shattered as long as he could kill the bastard.

Even if it means dying in this place I will definitely kill this guy…

-Pachachachachang!

‘!?’

What is this?

In an instant the blood whirlwind he had created exploded due to the tremendous energy released from within.

‘Is this… magical power?’

If I’m not mistaken it was closer to the magical power the energy of the Imamangryangs rather than air power.

It was right then.

Nayul-ryang walked out with his back turned and not a single drop of blood on his face and he burst out laughing.

“I would have said it was no use. And it looks like you want to play hide and seek so let me find it myself.”

– Whilick!

As soon as those words were finished the eyes on Na Yulyang’s forehead moved.

It was a moment when the eyes took a glance at the surroundings.

“It was inside.”

With those words Nayuliang muttered something and raised one hand and slapped it on the blood-covered floor.

-Paaaaaaaaa! Sigh!

The moment I hit my palm blood flowed out in all directions like waves.

Then someone came out of the blood and leaped upward.

It was a young man wearing a crown and holding a gombangdae.

“I found it!”

When I saw her I Yulryang raised the corners of my mouth and gave her a new look.

It was so fast that his new brother was about to reach right in front of Cheongnyeong in an instant and that was right then.

-Chaaaaaaa!

The sound of swords clashing spread out in all directions and the rain of blood gushing upwards around them spread out along with a gust of wind and the space between them became a vacuum.

“you?”

Nayuliang’s eyes widened as they crossed swords.

That was because the person who blocked him was an unexpected person.

He was none other than Mok Gyeong-un.

“What about you?”

Didn’t he manifest after breaking his possession?

But how does it move?

Ryu So-wol was clearly visible behind Mo Gyeong-un who was blocking him.

‘What is this…?’

Of course there are cases where a person comes to their senses right away when released from possession but if the body has been dominated for a long time it will be difficult for the soul to return to normal right away.

Moreover he was possessed by Jaryeong who could be said to be at the peak of his status as a vengeful spirit.

No matter how strong the body is…

‘!!!!!!’

At that time the pupils of Na Yulyang’s forehead trembled violently.

It was clearly visible to those eyes.

This is the red thread that connects Mokgyeongun and Cheongnyeong.

That is

‘Yeon(緣)?’

In an instant Na Yulyang’s head became confused.

I was puzzled that the possessed body’s inaction was so strong but since there were cases where people became stronger even while possessed I thought that was the case in this case.

But what about a kite?

Isn’t this what happens when you dominate low-ranking imamangryangs with food spirits?

The vengeful soul is the human soul that is born with all the possibilities of all things in the universe and its negativity is so strong that it is in a different direction from the imaemangyangs so it is not suitable as a food spirit and is not formed.

But how is that connected?

‘That’s ridiculous. This can’t be….’

While he was wondering the sword Gyeopsal held in Mokgyeongun’s left hand flew towards his neck.

-Okay!

I Yulryang saw this and raised his hand.

-Wow!

He tried to bend the sword again in Bae’s style.

But at that moment isn’t Mo Kyung-un’s sword ignoring Bae’s consciousness?

‘This?’

I felt a strong suction force in my hand connected to the sword.

‘The ceremony of wearing clothes?’

As the opposing forces clashed with each other the two forces ended up canceling each other out.

hereto

-Chaeang!

Nayuliang applied more force to the clashing sword and pushed it away sending his new form flying backwards.

Since Mok Gyeong-un had no intention of losing him he tried to launch the new model.

-Sigh!

“Get out.”

I Yuliang extended his finger towards Mok Kyung-un.

Then

-Paaaaaaaaaaa!

At that moment the surrounding space seemed to be compressed converging to one point and Mok Gyeong-un’s body was sucked into the center.

‘The consciousness of resonance!’

This was another version of the Pasapal ceremony.

It is a method of pressing about four squares of space in the desired direction in an instant and was one of the methods that required the most mental strength and energy among the Pasapal methods.

-Gurgling!

Bloody tears flowed from Na Yulyang’s three eyes.

‘It’s definitely too much for a new body.’

However if you get caught in this method you will be thrown to an unknown location along with the folded space so you don’t know where it will appear.

Of course I thought Mok Gyeong-un would do the same but

-Chrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!

The consciousness of resonance that was unfolding at that time was suddenly sucked into another consciousness of resonance that appeared as if overlapping.

‘!?’

After seeing this Nayuliang’s impression became scary.

This was because he could see through his eyes that Cheongnyeong was sticking out his finger just like himself.

Cheongnyeong also looked at her fingers with her surprised eyes.

-…How is this?

After becoming a vengeful spirit he lost all the power he had when he had a physical body.

But at that moment Mok Gyeong-un thought that he was in danger so without realizing it the Gugyeol of Pasa Palsik came to mind and held out his finger.

but

-Ugh.

In an instant I felt a tremendous amount of spiritual power being consumed.

At the same time the realm of her return the blood world that had been maintaining her surroundings began to split apart and disperse.

-Passssss!

Mok Gyeong-un and Na Yu-ryang collided in the air once again among the fragments of the world of blood the world of blood that was falling apart.

-Chaaaaaaaaa!

-Quaaaaaang! Pachichichichik!

As the two people’s swords clashed a gust of wind and a line of blue light like lightning spread out like roots in all directions.

As they collided like that Nayuliang shouted with bloodshot eyes.

“What on earth are you?”

In response to his question Mok Gyeong-un spoke in a low voice.

“Jeong Mokgyeongun Cheonma…. It doesn’t matter if you forget everything.”

“what?”

“I am the one who will kill you.”

-Chachachachachachachachacha!

As soon as those words were finished dozens of swords appeared around them as they clashed swords and began to aim at the tips of their swords.

< Episode 108: Encounter (3) > end

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