Myst, Might, Mayhem Chapter 487

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< Episode 125: Six Demons (5) >

-Shoo shoo shoo! Pupupupupup!

[Oops!]

[Oops!]

An old man with the appearance of a scholar threw a bullet with an iron ball piercing the hearts of as many as five masters in an instant.

At the sight of them dying painfully a man who seemed honest stuck out his tongue.

He could not help but be amazed at the inaction that took the lives of the masters at the beginning of Chojeongjeong who had tried to stop him and his thirty-man bodyguard in just a few days.

Behind him was a girl with an elegant appearance.

The girl’s name is Jin Ah-yeong and she belongs to the peerless Jin clan.

When Jin Ah-young recognized the old man her anger turned bright and she soon ran and fell into his arms.

-Park!

[Good old man!]

[Inseokdo.]

At her foolish bewilderment the old man Anisama Chak shook his head and laughed.

Because she had turned away from the world she did not move even when her son-in-law or daughter-in-law called her but because this child’s face looked so much like her dead wife she was the one who often visited Musou Castle.

[Are you here to see me again?]

This brightly smiling face.

Her one and only daughter resembles her even more than her Sama Young.

I wondered if I would see him again in the afterlife but this child warms my heart.

Meanwhile Sima Chak patted her on the back so she wouldn’t see and warned the guard with his cold eyes.

[Did you say Hayun?]

[That’s right. Elderly.]

[Can you protect this child with just that level of skill?]

In response to Sima Chak’s rebuke Hayun hurriedly got down on one knee bowed and apologized.

[I apologize. Elderly man!]

[There is no need for mere verbal apology.]

-Park!

At the same time Sima Chak took something out of his pocket and flicked his fingers to send it flying.

What was stuck about a third of the way into the ground was none other than paper.

There was something written all over the paper.

It was none other than martial arts.

[This…]

Sima Chak snorted and said to Hayun whose eyes were wide.

[If you don’t learn it properly and guard this child I will break your legs and make you unable to walk for the rest of your life!]

Hayun’s eyes turned red at his warning.

It was not just a reprimand but a feeling of gratitude toward his elders who made up for his shortcomings whenever he encountered them.

8 years later

[wah wah!]

One of Sima Chak’s eyebrows rose as he looked at the baby in the arms of Jin Ah-young who had come all the way deep into the mountains where he was living.

[Is this really your child?]

[yes. It’s pretty right?]

[Hehehe. The child gave birth to a child.]

[He says it again. I’m not a child anymore.]

[wah wah!]

[oh! okay. Mom is here.]

Jina Young smiled brightly as she comforted her crying baby with a peek-a-boo.

Seeing that Sima Chak felt sad again.

This was because it reminded her of her dead wife holding her only child Sima Young and being happy.

Even though many years have passed that memory has not been forgotten.

Sima Chak who was immersed in memories soon pretended like nothing had happened and glanced at Hayun who was standing behind Jin Ayoung.

Sima Chak who was looking at him who was sweating and very nervous snorted and said.

[It’s finally become usable.]

[Oh old man!]

Hayun couldn’t help but be moved by Sima Chak’s words.

How diligently he practiced to receive his recognition.

I felt like I was rewarded by these words.

Sima Chak asked looking at the baby in Jin Ayoung’s arms.

[What is the baby’s name?]

[I’m Youngin. Jinyoung-in. It’s pretty right?]

[I’m glad I look more like my mother than my father.]

[Right? Hehe.]

Sima Chak said to Hayun while stroking Jin Ayoung’s head.

[There are more people to protect.]

[I will definitely do it. Elderly man!]

-thud!

Hayun pounded her chest hard and made a promise.

More than thirty years have passed since then.

A major incident occurred in Moorim that should never have happened.

It is the day of the great disaster.

Despite the advice of his son-in-law and daughter-in-law that he might not be able to remain in this world due to natural reasons he did not go to Dohwaseon.

He no longer had any major regrets or obsessions in life.

His only pleasure was to see the child who looked like his late wife until the end of his life.

But before his eyes the child lies dead.

[Off.]

He was overcome with indescribable rage.

He was the one who went looking for her because he felt uneasy about her imams who invaded her residence.

But it was already too late.

There were numerous corpses of the dead people around and in front of them was Hayun whose entire body had been torn off by them with only his head and torso left.

Just from the traces around him Sima Chak could be identified.

Her Hayun desperately tried to protect her by sacrificing herself.

That’s why Jin A-young’s body was at least intact.

-Sneaking!

As she had been practicing for a long time in seclusion Sima Chak who unconsciously realized the truth of her world to some extent found her vengeful spirit shedding bloody tears in front of her.

He was Hayun who became a vengeful spirit.

-I couldn’t keep it. I couldn’t keep it in the end.

He was so depressed that he was harming his own spirit body which had become his vengeful spirit.

Seeing this his anger subsided for an instant and Sima Chak shed tears sadly as he looked at the dark cloudless sky.

* * *

Samachak the Wolak sword which was called the legend of Gu Murim.

He recognized her at first glance.

Jin Ye-rin Jin Jin-in’s child.

The child was never found but seeing her striking resemblance to Jina Young he spoke words that came straight from her heart.

“I finally found it.”

Jin Ye-rin hugged Sima Chak tightly and shouted.

“Good old man!”

Sima Chak gently patted her back.

I felt pity for this child who lost everything and must have endured all this alone.

Then when Sima Chak saw something about her that caught his eye he looked down at the woman he was holding and said

“I guess we have to solve that first.”

-Kwaaaaaaaa!

One of the Six Demons Sata King who was roaring with anger as his nose was cut by the blade of the Muwolgong Sword was running towards them again.

Sima Chak’s eyes became sharp and as soon as he raised the sword three intangible swords formed around him.

-Oooooh!

Jin Ye-rin who was amazed at the sight of the gigantic intangible swords immediately held her swordsman straight.

Then her Sama Chak asked her.

“Can you do it?”

“of course.”

The brain energy that was flowing back was stabilized as it came out of the body with Sima Chak patting his back.

In response Jin Yerin raised her sword upward.

at that moment

-Pachichichichichichik!

A thunderstorm struck from the dark cloudy sky and wrapped around the sword.

It was Noebyeok Cheondun (雷霹天遁) which can be said to be the secret technique of Cheondun (天遁).

Jin Ye-rin lowered her legs towards the floor.

-bang!

-Pachichichichichichik!

Then brain energy flowed to the floor and blue flames in the form of roots shot up in all directions.

In that state she drew her sword and extended it strongly in front of her.

‘Noebyeokcheondun (雷霹天遁) Shinro Myeongseonggeombeop Chukahhoegeom (逐亞回劍)!’

-Pachichichichichichichi! Kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa!

From the tip of the sword wrapped in lightning the sword engulfed in lightning power formed a whirlwind and spread forward forming a gigantic thunderstorm.

Seeing her like this caught Sima Chak’s eyes.

‘Did you happen to break the agreement and pass it on?’

This was definitely a heavenly trick that could be called Zen art.

Apart from things that cannot be learned they obviously cannot be passed down so I know they were not left behind for future generations but when Jin Ye-rin wrote this she couldn’t help but be surprised.

But that wasn’t what mattered now.

Sima Chak opened a sword attack with three intangible swords in line with her Chuyahoe sword.

‘Wolmujigyeong (moon dance)!’

-Ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-chach!

The three intangible swords crossed in the sky and then drew a brilliant trajectory and rushed towards King Satan.

It was truly a spectacle that one could not take one’s eyes off.

-Wow!

Mokgan’s face was distorted horribly at the completely unexpected composition.

He was extremely cautious.

Therefore he used the crises and cataclysmic failures that had befallen the great Jungwon martial arts of the past which he had been watching for a long time to create a huge version as an anti-teacher.

‘It had to be perfect….’

An overwhelming disaster that even the Jungwon martial arts team cannot do anything about is about to lead to destruction. What on earth is going on?

King Uma who is said to be the strongest of the six demons and whose power was feared by even ancient ancestors was not enough and even King Baekbung who turned the North Sea into a sea of ​​blood and King Sata the beast of destruction were mobilized.

Each one was a natural disaster that could destroy a country but instead of overwhelming slaughter a tense confrontation ensued.

-closely!

Mokgan’s enraged third eye turned to the confrontation between the two six demons shaking the earth.

As expected the biggest thing that appeared was that.

The King of White Faces the golden-haired nine-tailed fox.

Among the six demons he is the only one who has not been sealed and has reached the height of sinisterness by wandering around countless countries and causing destruction.

I didn’t think it would be a hindrance even if I didn’t have to drag it in.

However it was a completely unexpected result that it would side with humans.

-Kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa!

Moreover perhaps because he was the only one not sealed his current capabilities rivaled even that of the Great Power King.

The worst variable was that he was on par with the Great Power King who was known to be a man who could not be defeated in a one-on-one match by anyone other than the monster monkey who disappeared beyond the natural law.

‘no. As it is.’

Small variables provide hope to enemies and that hope boosts morale.

If I had left it alone a real twist could have happened.

In response Mokgan raised Jeok-ok’s staff.

-Oooooh!

As the red jade gave off an intense glow the countless number of imamangryangs that had paused their advance moved forward at a faster pace than before.

Since this was the case there was no choice but to push forward with overwhelming volume.

If even one of the six demons were out of balance and could join the situation would be different.

No matter how golden-haired the nine-tailed fox is it won’t be able to handle two six demons on its own.

-Kwooooooo!

-Kuuuuuu!

-Kkakakakakaka!

‘I realized that there is no hope…!?’

-Rurrrrrrrr!

However through his three eyes which were scattered among the six demons he could see the Justice League the Four League Alliance and the warriors of the All Heaven and Earth Association gathered in front of Hundred Thousand Great Mountains.

-Waaaaaaaa!!!!

The sight of the three great forces who seemed to never unite standing together to fight a common enemy and shouting with determination aroused Mokgan’s anger.

‘These guys!’

This wasn’t what he expected.

It depicts people who are devastated and consumed by fear and fear of death in the face of a disaster that is no different from a natural disaster.

But none of them looked like that.

Rather the morale of the allies soared to the sky as they stood against the six horses.

And at the center of the leader was Mok Gyeong-un.

‘You…why are you…’

That wasn’t where he was supposed to be.

The incarnation of the abandoned demon king.

Why do you who should be everyone’s enemy lead the humans there?

You guy…

-Shudder!

At that moment a shiver ran down Mokgan’s spine.

A powerful intimidating feeling that weighs down the anger so well that it cools down in an instant.

Mokgan’s forehead was instantly covered in cold sweat.

Mokgan whose face had turned pale quivered his lips and opened his mouth with difficulty.

“Wait…it’s not over yet…”

-Your role ends here.

-Blah blah blah!

At that moment with a majestic voice echoing in my head the dark clouds split in half and the sky filled with darkness opened up.

Intense light illuminated the land brilliantly.

It was like the opening of heaven and earth itself.

< Episode 125: Six Demons (5) > end

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Myst, Might, Mayhem

Myst, Might, Mayhem

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Status: Completed
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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