Novel Path of The Shaman Chapter 593

Episode 63

I couldn’t put into words how difficult it was.

I’d rather pick up the brush and jump into the fire. Isn’t this a little too much?

From the gwicheonok that I tore my soul and refined, to Shinjincheolbong, which is a self-infecting god made from parts of my mother’s body…. How is this different from what I sent to tell you to die?

The absolute god that the Jade Emperor would be plagued with.

I should have noticed when I heard that even gods make mistakes….

What’s the point of making mistakes in a situation like this? No, now that I think about it, it’s not even one or two.

I didn’t have the energy to speak any more. Jinmu lowered his head as if the fuss were sinking.

However, Gwimo smiles brightly at the sight.

“but.”

“…?”

but? If only….

It is a word that is taken at the beginning to add an exceptionally working matter or condition following the rumors released earlier.

The words in front of you made your heart empty like the mouth of hell… What about the next one?

With a glimmer of hope, Jinmu raised his head and looked at Gwimo.

They are smiling.

Her eyes are bent over with goodwill, and her charming red lips are holding a smile like that of a Bodhisattva of Mercy.

…Come on? People hopeful?

“It’s just that this caterpillar.”

Gwimo stares blankly at the caterpillar floating on her hand.

So why is that caterpillar?

“It is a token of promise.”

“….”

“It is also a token for a wedding, but it has another meaning.”

“Another meaning?”

All of a sudden, my saliva flowed.

It felt like a clear ray of life was pouring down in the middle of a collapsing sky.

“The damn Jade Emperor.”

“…”

“I must have thought that far before sending it. Somehow, I predicted that you would catch my gaze and things would go wrong.”

“What is that?”

“I do not harm anyone with self-infestation unless it directly affects my life.”

“…yes?”

“It is the promise of the gods.”

“…”

At that moment, Jinmu’s pupils widened as if they would tear.

The promise of the gods, equal to the immutable truth that the sun rises in the east.

In the end…

“So you’re saying you’ll save me?”

When Jinmu unknowingly asked urgently, Gwimo nodded.

How long have you been waiting for that one nod?

I tried to suppress my desire to dance, but the lady with a gentle smile stretched out her index finger straight and pointed at the blue statue.

“That child will live.”

“…!”

“Looking at the mana flowing through its body, it is clear that it has formed a rapport with the self-worm… He is the owner. So, I can only live as promised.”

Following the gaze of the mother, Jinmu looked at Cheongsang from afar.

…Only Cheongsang?

Then what about me? What about Hwangshin? white mark? this life?

“The promise was for the one with the mark, not for the rest of them.”

“Ah…”

The hope that soared high in the sky was pierced by an arrow that flew out of nowhere and began to fall rapidly into the abyss of despair.

no no no Yes, at least Cheongsang…

“No! It’s not my thing!”

“…?”

The blue statue, who had suddenly shrunk, knelt down on the floor and screamed in despair.

Sunjo frowned and tried to stop him, but Gwimo’s small gesture interrupted him and backed away.

“What is it?”

Gwimo asked Cheongsang.

“Jajachung… was originally a gift from the Jade Emperor to Sasuk.”

“….”

“Also, I was in charge of it for a while, but it was an item that Sasook retrieved because I was not able to do it.”

“so?”

“The real owner of Jachung is my brother-in-law, Jinmu!”

Gwimo’s head, which was staring at the blue statue, tilted slightly to one side.

His trembling voice became firm, and his slumped posture widened. It was embarrassingly confident to see him raise his head stiffly and meet his gaze.

The funny guy… wasn’t one, but two?

“you’re right! It belongs to God! I clearly saw that God controlled the Qingsang when the Qingsang went out of control because of the self-infestation.”

Even the Hwang Shin next to him agrees.

He hesitated and pondered, but Baekpyo’s expression was no different.

Excluding this life, which is quite different… There are not two more interesting people, so four.

“Kuh, this is won… Tears are covering my eyes. It’s not even a gold ax or a silver axe, so they’re stepping out like that and saying it’s not theirs.”

Gwimo shook her head in amazement and looked at Jinmu and Cheongsang alternately.

“So you can die?”

“…That’s right.”

“hmm.”

It was a moment when Gwimo was lost in thought with strange eyes.

“You’re talking shit like this, really.”

“…?”

Jinmu, who had only been listening, spat out curse words and jumped up.

“Haha, I tried to just listen, but it really doesn’t fit my personality, so I can’t eat it.”

“…four sasook!”

Cheongsang and the rest of the party were flustered by Jinmu’s sudden action.

Of course, Sunjo’s life has also become more intense.

However, since the mother was silent, it was clear that she could not step forward and endured it.

“Hey dear. What have you been fussing about since? If the promise is like that, just do it and stop. Are you playing with us by becoming a deaf person?”

“Sa Sa Suk! What about your mother?”

“Shut up!”

“…”

Jinmu shouted fiercely at Cheongsang.

“You want to tell me to survive instead of your lives?”

“….”

“Where are these people talking about such nonsensical things?”

“Sasook.”

“Lord.”

“I told you to shut up.”

“….”

“Don’t embarrass me. I don’t put things below me in danger to live. At least anytime in the space I am with!”

Jinmu glared at Cheongsang’s back with eyes that seemed to be devouring it, then turned his head quickly.

Everyone has a line.

And Jinmu is now trying to keep the line he has set.

Of course, that good will be there for your mother as well.

The honor of being a god who governs the world regardless of good and evil or the distinction between gods and demons.

What is the importance of such a thing in a yard that looks like one?

If you’re going to die the same whether you die like this or that, it’s much better to fight and die.

Jinmu did not hesitate to cross the line of his mother.

“Hey mother.”

“….”

“Let’s not say this and that in a pathetic way, let’s just have a fight.”

“what?”

“Is Jigye like that? Whoever wins has it all.”

“Huh so? would you like to fight me? What are you doing?”

“Before I fought in the first place, even if I curled up my tail, I never showed my head. instead! Send these guys away! They live and die anyway, but they are not a threat.”

With those words, Jinmu stretched out his hand, and the woman who stayed by her mother was sucked in and caught.

chin.

Jinmu, with a woman’s clothing over his shoulder and his legs crossed, lifted his chin slightly and smiled.

“this! Damn heavenly bastard! I have clearly warned you!”

Of course… there will always be a guy who absolutely hates crossing the line.

Rumble!

Soonjo, who had only been watching, screamed, spitting fire out of his eyes. Dark red demonic energy surged up and the heavens and earth shook with thunder and thunder.

“Mother! Please order! I will immediately cut off his lifeline and directly hold Heaven responsible for sending this bastard to the Earth!”

“…”

Jinmu, who glanced at the angry figure, grabbed the end of the girl who was patting her on the shoulder and stretched out to point.

“So you’re my first opponent?”

“what? Inom!”

“no? So, Bukridocheon next to it? or nothing? Are you Han Moo-hwa, whose name is Hon-cheon?”

“That bastard!”

Bukri Docheon laughed at the appearance of Jinmu, who was no different from thunder and nakedness at a seemingly hopeless subject, and Honcheon raised his mana by raising his twin wick.

“Tsk!”

It was truly instantaneous. But all of that was put to rest at once.

One click of the tongue.

There was no sound of thunder, the vibrations that shook the ground in the palace became calm, the demonic energy of Sunjo that stretched to the sky faded, and Honcheon became extremely polite and withdrew.

Sararak.

With the sound of her clothes brushing, the ghost rose from her seat.

“Quit-quick-quick.”

“….”

The sound of silenced laughter rang in my ears enough to make me frown.

“Threat… that’s an interesting word.”

“….”

The presence felt in her body as she stood up in a low voice gave an unbearable pressure.

There were no major changes.

Just… pressed.

The gigantic space called Jigye shuddered as if it were a world in a small barrel that was suppressed by her presence.

In addition to Jinmudo Cheongsang and his party, even Sunjo and the two demon kings could not stand properly in front of that power.

“Keep it off…”

Jinmu’s knees dropped.

hard.

The woman who was holding it with both hands bent like a bowstring.

“A guy who can’t even take a single step…”

“…”

Despite the sharp sneer, Jinmu couldn’t answer anything.

It was difficult just to hold my breath. He raised all the powers he had gained through the fusion of gods and demons, but was powerless.

“Do you see that nothing poses a threat to me in the first place?”

“…”

I understand.

In front of her, not only herself and the cheong-sang, but even the demon lords were meaningless.

She made me realize that just by her presence.

“I liked the spirit he had when he hit me.”

“…?”

“I will give you a chance.”

Gwimo laughed and the pressure disappeared as if it had been washed away.

“Hey heck…”

There were no exceptions.

Everyone in the room knelt down and exhaled with difficulty.

After enjoying the sight of everyone prostrated at her feet, she sat down again.

“It’s Jinmu.”

“why!?”

Jinmu exhaled a rough breath and exhaled.

“Should I be polite? That way, even if I change my mind, won’t I save face?”

“…yo. this.”

“guy.”

As if she didn’t hate the minimal resistance, her mother smiled.

“Is this the reason why the Jade Emperor sent you?”

“…?”

Gwimo lightly waved her hand, and a crude brazier appeared in front of Jinmu.

A dangerous flame that is about to go out…

“This?”

“Didn’t you already know?”

“…is it blue flame?”

“right.”

“…”

“The Jade Emperor sent it, so you should know about its origin.”

“Remnants of manufacturing…”

“Also right. He was the one who took over the body of Bukri Docheon in the past and was almost annihilated by you. At that time, I called you to the realm.”

“…”

“The Jade Emperor will know that too. He probably suspected that I had other plans.”

“That’s…”

“I don’t need any excuses or denials. The Jade Emperor I know would have done that.”

“…”

Jinmu’s mouth, which had been half moon, was tightly shut.

“However, I have no intention of doing something like the Jade Emperor thinks.”

“That…”

I wanted to ask how you believed it, but my lips couldn’t part.

Didn’t you experience that horror firsthand?

“Zukyong is a tough opponent even for me. We might have to worry about the existence of the world.”

“Then why did you secretly bring it to the ground world?”

“Academic fever.”

“…yes?”

“I am naturally curious. I always study because I have an excessive desire to know something.”

“…Do you study Shinto? Don’t you know all the principles of all things?”

“Nonsense. Then it will be perfect without imperfection.”

“Um, that’s right.”

“That’s why I always spend a lot of time studying, unlike anyone who peeps at Ingye’s fairy bath or is obsessed with fruit trees.”

I felt like I knew who it was even if I didn’t say who it was.

“Then why are you telling me that?”

“Because of the blue salt.”

“yes?”

“Because there are records from the beginning that I really want to know about.”

“A record from the beginning?”

“okay.”

“But why do you do that to me?”

“The Shinsoo you have.”

“…?”

Jinmu glances at Yeoui at Gwimo’s finger pointing.

“Hwangryong, one of the nine children of Shinsoo Dragon that existed from the beginning, has more power than you think.”

“Is that so?”

“Yes, because it has existed since the beginning, rather than inheriting it from generation to generation like me or the Jade Emperor. Like this guy named Blue Flame…”

“….”

“I believe that the god will awaken the memory of Blue Flame and tell us the record of the beginning. Of course, it is just a record and has nothing to do with awakening. I promise this in your mother’s name.”

“Then, are you asking for a funeral…? Why are you asking me to do that?”

“Didn’t you give me a name?”

“…”

“It is an oath. So even if it means dying, you won’t lend me your power. Only you can give orders.”

“Me?”

“okay. If you help me, I’ll let everyone who came with me live, not just the owner of the self-killer, Cheongsang. How are you?”

Jinmu looked down at Yeoui again at the words of his mother, who urged her to make a decision.

I see it again. Yeo, to be exact, what is the dragon sealed inside…

But wait a minute?

How come this feels like a sword hilt, not a woman’s clothing?