< Episode 117: Impermanence (1) >
-Purrrrr!
The bamboo pole in Jin Ye-rin’s arms trembled strongly.
what?
Why does the bamboo pole tremble uncontrollably?
In her confusion she pulled it out of her arms.
The rolled up bamboo pole was shaking violently and I was the only one trying to straighten it.
It was that moment.
-Park!
“oh!”
At that time the bamboo stick in her hand was forcibly blown away by an invisible force.
It was a formality.
The person who stole it was none other than Mokgan’s clone who had a scary look on his face.
“no!”
Jin Ye-rin who was embarrassed because her neck was sucked into the bamboo pole tried to snatch it back by throwing away her new type but she missed the opportunity due to the hand holding her back.
The person who captured her was her ghost sword.
The ghost sword shook her head.
If she had thrown a sword to retrieve Jukgan she would have been fatally injured by Mokgan’s clone.
-Purrrrr!
Mokgan held the trembling bamboo stick and opened his mouth.
“What is this?”
“….”
In response to his question Jin Ye-rin closed her mouth.
It was impossible to answer that there was Mok Gyeong-un in there.
however
-Wood-dud-dud-duk!
‘!!!!!!!’
At that moment Mokgan’s clone trembled grabbed the bamboo stalk that was trying to unfold on its own and crushed it.
Jin Ye-rin’s pupils shook violently as she looked at the broken bamboo pole in a clutched form.
From the moment I was so nervous and it broke I didn’t do that anymore.
‘ah….’
I thought it was a sign of Mokgyeongun’s return.
No that was highly likely.
But before I could my hopes were dashed.
As if she had sensed her reaction her Mokkan clone raised the corners of her mouth and spoke.
“It would be a shame to get blocked before we could even try.”
“….”
“Looking at the energy coming from the bamboo cage is it given to you by the woman who took you out of there?”
“…”
“It seems like it was quite a secret move. “Hehehe.”
“…”
Jin Ye-rin was caught up in her helplessness and did not reply.
-Jump jump jump!
Seeing her like this her Mokgan alter ego seemed to have lost interest and slowly approached her face.
In fact she could have finished it right away but Mokgan was cautious.
Because that woman in front of her was the bloodline of the Jin family.
During her time in the old martial arts world she was called the greatest sword in the world and she believed that she had killed all the clan members who inherited the blood of the person who even killed the fallen Gyoryong.
However when she took the golden drink and came to kill the Heavenly Demon she discovered the surviving bloodline.
“This time I will definitely cut off that lineage.”
“Haa…haa….”
-Wow!
Jin Yerin bit the back of her hand holding her sword.
The purpose was to restore her senses by causing her pain since she was unable to use her strength.
Seeing this Mokgan’s clone snorted at her.
“Is this the limit?”
“…shut up.”
“It looks like we overreacted. “I wondered if she had a plan in store for her to show up after hiding so well but was it just a coincidence?”
Jin Ye-rin was truly angry at her provocation.
She is pushed even though she has joined forces and when she loses her cool in this situation she ends up doing whatever the guy wants her to do.
Jin Ye-rin responded in a calm voice.
“That’s your truth.”
“what?”
“You said you were surprised when you looked at the lid of your heart when you grew up but how scared are you of our true value that you’re so guarded?”
Mokgan reacted angrily to her response.
She felt uncomfortable but she was trying hard not to show it.
Jin Ye-rin who noticed this provoked him further.
“Well if there was a time when there was a person called the best in the world there wouldn’t have been an insidious imamang like you who steals other people’s bodies and lives as a parasite.”
“parasitism?”
“Don’t you think I don’t know that without someone else’s body they are nothing more than eyeballs?”
-Wow!
As soon as she finished speaking the veins around her third eye on her forehead began to bulge.
The provocation seemed to have worked well.
“How dare you be worse than a mere insect…”
It was that moment.
The ghost sword which was constantly looking for an opportunity launched a new weapon.
He also had a time when he shared a body with the third eye so he knew exactly what this being’s weaknesses were.
Of course it was those eyes on the forehead.
Even though he was injured in the leg he used a lightning-like light attack and in an instant the ghost sword flew into the blind spot of the wooden tablet and tried to stab his eye with the sword sword.
however
-Pot!
Mokgan’s clone who avoided the attack by lightly twisting her head before the sword could reach her kicked the ghost sword in the abdomen.
-puck!
The moment his kick reached his abdomen the demon sword wrapped around his leg and grabbed him.
-Park!
‘!?’
The real target wasn’t himself.
Before he knew it Jin Ye-rin who appeared behind Mokgan’s alter ego in a godlike form like the wind attempted to cut off his head.
‘I’m dead!’
-Wow!
-Chaeang!
But her sword could not reach Mokkan’s clone’s neck.
This was because Mokgan who turned her waist to the side caught the flying sword blade with her left hand.
The sword force created by the Seoncheonjin Qi is much stronger than the normal force and even has the power to suppress the magical power of Imae Mangryang.
-Pachachachachang!
Mokgan’s alter ego was truly a monster.
Even though he was a self-immolation his magical power surpassed that of his original Qi and he ended up breaking her sword.
-Chaenggang!
And with the blade that was broken like that
-Pot! Sigh!
It flew at Jin Ye-rin and pierced her left shoulder.
If she hadn’t turned her body momentarily her heart not her shoulder would have been pierced and she would have died.
But it hit her shoulder and threw her off balance.
-closely!
Mokgan’s clone grabbed her by the neck.
In order to save Jin Yerin the ghost sword that was wrapping one arm around Mokgan’s clone’s legs pulled out all the remaining true energy and tried to break her legs.
-puck!
Mokgan’s clone snorted and kicked the demon sword in the face with its other foot.
With a sound as if facial bones were being crushed the demon sword was thrown away with a deathly scream.
-thud! Kwakwakwakkwak!
The flying sword went through the bamboo and fell to the ground.
Gwigeom whose face was sunken and disfigured tried hard to raise his body but it was no use.
“Off.”
His body seemed to have reached its limit and could no longer move.
Mokgan’s clone who was looking at the ghost sword indifferently soon lifted Jin Yerin who was clutching her neck and said
“Now the struggle is over. “The last lineage of the Jin family.”
“Knock knock!”
-Park! Pop!
Jin Yerin struggled to shake off the hand of her Mokgan clone but she had already exhausted most of her innate true energy and had no strength to escape.
The sight of her suffering from suffocation was truly pitiful.
Mokgan’s clone seemed to be enjoying this and the corners of her mouth were reaching up to her earlobes.
‘It’s over.’
Although he lost two precious clones which were the few remaining he safely obtained the golden art of combining the souls into one and treated even the last bloodline of the Jin family in this way so it was not a loss.
“Hmm….”
Jin Ye-rin’s body gradually lost strength.
At the sight of her white face her limbs hanging limp her neck was pleased and tried to twist her neck for a sure finish.
But it was that moment.
-Kwazijijik!
The sound of something being torn apart was heard from somewhere.
What does this mean?
Mokgan’s clone looked puzzled and turned his head towards the source of the sound.
‘!?’
That place was none other than the floor where the bamboo pole he had broken fell on.
Mokgan’s clone frowned.
That was because the third eye on his forehead showed a torn space centered around the place where the broken bamboo stem had fallen.
‘what?’
It was at that moment.
-Shudder!
At that moment a black line passed through the air.
‘This?’
As soon as she saw this Mokgan’s clone realized that it was a sword with all her capabilities and hurriedly tried to remove Jin Yerin’s hand that was holding her neck.
-Wow!
‘!?’
His wrist was already cut.
And before she knew it Jin Ye-rin who was in front of her was no longer visible.
At this the eyes on his forehead moved quickly.
The eyes that were moving like that were fixed on someone about thirty paces away.
There a handsome young man with flowing black hair was seen holding Jin Ye-rin.
He was none other than Mok Gyeong-un.
“Cluck cluck!”
When Mo Kyung-yun removed her severed hand from her neck Jin Ye-rin whose breathing returned coughed frantically.
Jin Ye-rin who was coughing like that couldn’t help but notice her surprise.
She thought that the bamboo stem had broken and there was no way for her neck to return.
But what happened?
She looked puzzled as her neck tiller said as he put her down.
“Stay here.”
“Cluck cough…. Mo Mokgongja….”
“It will be handled quickly.”
With those words Mok Gyeong-un turned around and walked towards Mok-gan’s clone.
Seeing this Mokgan’s clone snorted as if it was absurd.
“Can you handle it quickly?”
-Srurr!
Mokgan’s clone spoke holding up his severed left hand that was rapidly regenerating.
“Do you think the same luck as last time will happen again? “At the time because I was in a new body I couldn’t properly digest even a few percent of my body’s power but now it’s different.”
-Sureuk!
As soon as those words were finished Mokgan’s clone’s divine form became blurred and disappeared.
At the same time he quickly reaches in front of Mok Gyeong-un and quickly stabs the sword between his eyes.
-Wow!
Before I could do that a sharp sensation passed through my wrist.
Through his eyes he saw a red line forming and splitting off the arm that was holding his test paper.
‘!?’
-Pot!
Mokgan’s clone hurriedly widened the distance between him and Mokgyeongun.
There was embarrassment in his eyes which had been so relaxed just a moment ago.
‘…What on earth is this?’
What happened?
I couldn’t even see him swinging his sword properly.
Even though I was watching the movements with my third eye precisely to avoid letting down my guard.
‘Something… has changed.’
It was different from when I dealt with him at the Cheonjihoe.
As I was unable to move quickly due to a strange sense of alertness Mok Gyeong-un approached me and said.
“Are you afraid? “Why are you distancing yourself?”
At that question Mokgan’s alter ego’s expression became horribly distorted for an instant.
< Episode 117: Impermanence (1) > end
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