Episode 279
A crimson fog hung like dark clouds over the night air of Gran Seville, which was wrapped in a light brighter than the sun.
The red mist, which sent chills down the spine just by looking at it, endlessly entwined the sky above the city, spreading a mysterious aura.
Pudeuk.
Raon bit his molars gently.
The ‘shaman’s circle…’
There is no way that the red mist that can be barely seen was formed naturally only with the use of the ring of fire and the magic eye of the wrath of the spirit sword. white blooded. It was clear that it was a formula created by a high-ranking official with a knowledge of witchcraft.
‘Don’t blood demons know how much?’
I’m completely out of my mind
Even if Gran Seville wasn’t that big, it was unimaginable that the entire city was covered in shaman formations. The only word that came out was that he was crazy.
‘The blood that I felt earlier must have flowed from there.’
Without the arrival of the blood priest or the highest-ranking apostle, it would be impossible to perfectly maintain a formation of that scale.
The subtle blood that I felt when I first came here seems to have flowed from the cracks in that shaman’s circle.
-Did you know now? you guys are always slow
Lars snorted like a slug. Looking at the reaction, it seems that I have known it for a long time.
Woo woo woo!
The requiem sword also felt the magic of blood and burst into a sword filled with anger and resentment.
Raon narrowed his eyes as he stroked the crying soul sword.
‘So…’
What kind of arithmetic is that?
It was clear that there was a special purpose, seeing that the huge tactic was hidden so secretly that even the Master could not properly grasp it.
‘It’s not blocking entry…’
Seeing that there is no problem with entering and exiting Gran Seville, it is not simply a way to control access.
Judging from the constant swelling of blood in the fog, it was highly likely that it was a seriously dangerous sorcery.
‘I don’t know here.’
Now that I saw the forest from afar, it was time to find out what species the trees were in the forest.
Raon calmed down the energy raised up and came down from the hill. Like when I came here, I crossed the Malve Lake and went back to Gran Seville, hiding my presence.
Perhaps because he saw it once, he was able to find the magic of blood only with the ring of fire without the magic of the soul sword and the evil eye of anger.
“hmm?”
Raon looked at the red mist and slightly frowned.
‘It looks like he mixed something with his blood.’
It’s different from the bloodiness I’ve felt so far.
I felt a familiar energy in the red mist floating in the air. Apparently, that power seemed to be one of the factors hiding his blood.
Looking at the red waves that seemed to press down on Raon’s chest, he let out a muddy breath.
‘At this range, at least a hundred units must have been killed.’
Looking directly below, I was overwhelmed by the range and size of the shaman. It was certain that he had accumulated bloody magic by killing random people and civilians alike.
‘Fortunately, the concentration is light.’
There is a problem though. If that gigantic blood energy is condensed into one place, it will be so powerful that half of this city will be blown away.
Tsk.
Outlaws.
If you reveal that magic is being operated here and try to take people out, that magic will explode and blow up the city.
It was a tight road that could not go anywhere.
‘There…’
There is one more problem.
No matter how brilliant a shaman is, it is almost impossible to operate magic of this magnitude without being noticed by anyone.
In other words, it is possible that the number of white blood Christians in Gran Seville is more than twice as high as expected, or that there is a possibility that white blood Christians have infiltrated the black market, or both.
‘It’s frustrating.’
The only person I could trust was Gwangpungdan, the information was scarce, and I didn’t know when this sorcery might explode.
-It’s pitiful.
Lars struggled on his shoulder and snorted.
– Seeing you, who can’t do anything by himself, makes my stomach feel full.
‘Do you know what that spell is?’
-Heung Bonwang doesn’t know such low power.
‘Pretending to be proud without knowing.’
-It’s different! It’s not a boast, it’s something you don’t need to know!
The guy clicked his tongue as he looked up at the sky above Gran Seville.
-If it were the original king, he would have shattered such a trivial energy from the front. I’ve said it every time, but in front of absolute power, any witchcraft is meaningless! Even when the main king was in the Demon Realm, there were quite a few people who installed them with clumsy techniques, but all heads…
‘Smash them in pieces from the front…’
Raon licked his lips, recalling what Lars said.
‘To break the shaman’s staff head-on…Ah!’
You can release it.
do it That spell is being operated through Jinbeop, so canceling Jinbeop is enough. That was the way to break the witchcraft head-on.
‘It’s possible enough.’
He knows magic to some extent and has a good understanding of jinbeop.
With a ring of fire that can see the flow of energy and a soul sword that breaks blood, it wasn’t impossible to break that huge battle line.
‘If it goes well, I might be able to take advantage of this situation.’
Judging by the minute gaps in the magic, it was absolutely not made by a high-ranking apostle of the grand master level.
Unless you’re a high-ranking apostle, you can’t activate that gigantic battle method remotely.
If you waited here and the shaman came out to activate the jinbeop, break the jinbeop and hit the guy’s neck, you could end the whole situation at once.
‘also.’
Raon grinned and patted Lars on the back.
‘The only one who can help me is you.’
-What do you mean! what did you help me with!
‘There is such a thing.’
-What! tell me soon!
Lars swallowed dry saliva, perhaps feeling uneasy.
-What are you saying?
* * *
Iron poke.
A middle-aged man covered in a pure white robe walks down a dim hallway. The sound of the shoes, which should have been hard, sank to the bottom, soaked in the gooey red water on the floor.
He passed through a fishy hallway and into a cavity where a faint light streamed out.
On the right side of the cavity was a mountain of corpses of men, women, and children with their limbs drooping, and the floor was stained bright red with blood from the corpses.
“Apostle city.”
The man in the robe knelt down at the young man sitting next to a mountain of corpses.
“Huh…”
The young man was tearing at the child’s shoulder with his teeth taking off his jacket, and a thin moan escaped the dried child’s mouth to see if he was still alive.
“Tews. Didn’t I tell you not to disturb me during the meal?”
The young man glared at the man in the robe with irritated eyes. The sword scars engraved on his chest wriggled as if they were alive. 7 apostles. He was here, still carrying the scars from Raon.
“Raon Sieghart has appeared.”
A middle-aged man called Tuse nodded.
“Raon? Raon Sieghart?”
The seven apostles bit the child’s neck whole and threw it backwards. The blooming wet lips twisted upwards.
“Is he really here?”
“yes. I came to Gran Seville this afternoon.”
“Ha ha ha ha!”
He brushed his hair with his blood-soaked hands and let out a frenzy.
“Blood God did not abandon me.”
The 7 apostles painted an eerie smile as they wiped the blood from their chin with the back of their hand.
“How long until the magic is completed?”
“Thanks to feeding Bhul, who was the Master, there is less than a week left.”
“Pull it to tomorrow night.”
“Ha, but I haven’t gathered enough blood to activate the spell yet! There is a possibility that the hemorrhoids will collapse!”
Tews bowed his head to reconsider.
“No enough. The sacrifice came by itself.”
The 7 apostles smiled and shook their heads.
“Then…”
“Yes. Raon Sieghart. I will use his blood as the final sacrifice for the bloodhyeonheukjin. Will that be enough?”
“Umm, wouldn’t it be better to deal with him after completing the spell?”
“You don’t know a guy named Raon.”
“yes?”
Tuth swallowed dry saliva. The voices of the 7 apostles were excited as if they had met a long-awaited lover. He was in a state full of excitement, as if he would bite his throat if he spat one word wrong.
“He is a madman who defies common sense. If you leave it alone, you might find the hemorrhoids.”
“Seo, no way…”
The person who created the Blood Hyeon Goe Jin was the Master of Baek Blood, and he contained so much intimacy in the formula that even the Grand Master could not grasp it.
It is natural that the bloodhyeongoejin he created could not follow the teacher, but it was impossible for Raon, the master, to discover the shaman.
“It’s not that I don’t trust you. That he is special. Because he broke his strong spirit on the subject of being an expert and left me with this scar.”
The seven apostles smirked as they swept the sword marks on their chests carved by the Requiem Sword.
“In addition, a customer came all the way here, but it’s not polite to keep him waiting for a long time. Wouldn’t it be right to welcome the Seolhwa Swordsmen’s name?”
“But…”
Tews furrowed his brow slightly in concern.
“Are you saying you don’t trust me?”
“Oh no!”
Tews lowered his head and shook his shoulders.
“Ah, it’s reasonable since the 4 apostles were stabbed in the back and died. But now I am stronger than the four apostles.”
The calm voices of the 7 apostles were full of composure and confidence. The anger that sprouted slightly at the end made his presence even greater.
“You focus only on the completion of the spell. I’ll draw the blood of the continent’s youngest master in two days.”
The 7 apostles grabbed the man right next to him and dragged him by the neck.
“I can hit and kill you with force, but I can’t give you an easy end. I will give him the option of despair and make it even.”
His cool laugh echoed through the halls.
“I wonder what choice the Seolhwa Swordsman will make.”
* * *
Marta wandered aimlessly around Gran Seville without specifying a destination.
Looking like a moderately drunk mercenary, he looked everywhere, but the only thing that caught his eye was the splendid fireworks of the city and the moths that fell in love with the light.
“captain. Let’s finish here for today and go back.”
Jo Won, who goes together as a group of comrades, whispered next to him.
“There is a possibility that you will be suspicious because you just wander around too much.”
“I get it.”
Martha clicked her tongue and nodded. I wanted to find it alone, but I couldn’t repeat the mistake. I calmed down and turned my back.
“Turn around…”
As I was about to say let’s go back, I bumped into a girl who looked a little messy.
“Oh sorry.”
The girl immediately nodded and ran to the alley between taverns.
“It’s insanely cute.”
Martha smiled as she looked at the girl’s back.
“yes?”
“I am waiting for you here.”
After waving to the members of the group, I headed towards the alley where the girl had entered earlier. The child had already left, so the alley was empty.
“I knew it.”
Marta nodded as if she knew that, and crossed the alley and headed to the right. A little while ago, a girl was looking at a familiar wallet in an alley.
“omg!”
The girl was startled and tried to run away, but Martha kicked the wall at once and moved backwards to block the path.
“Give me when you say nice things.”
“What!”
The girl bit her lip and hid the purse she was holding behind her back.
‘It’s the same.’
with the old me.
Martha looked at the girl calmly. There were bruises here and there on his dirty face. I felt a little nostalgic for the image of myself when I was young.
But that is that and this is this. I couldn’t just let the pickpocket go.
“Do you want to be beaten and put out? Or will you give it to me?”
Martha snapped her fingers as she spoke as sweetly as she could.
“Uh…”
The girl trembled in fear, but couldn’t easily give her the pouch.
Martha knew exactly why.
‘Because I have to pay.’
Looking at the child’s face, it was clear that he was giving money to someone. It meant that he couldn’t afford to pickpocket on himself as a mercenary.
“Whoa…”
Martha tapped the girl on the head and snapped her finger again.
“If you return it now, I will pay for the meal, so give it to me.”
Normally, I would have broken the stash, but I was on a mission right now, so I couldn’t afford it. An old idea came to mind, so I decided to send it with an appropriate amount of silver.
“Really?”
“If you don’t like it, you’ll be beaten.”
“no!”
The girl shook her head and held out her purse with both hands.
“So… um?”
Martha smiled and reached for her pocket before stopping. She swallowed dry saliva, looking at the wound on the girl’s wrist.
“What are you doing!”
“yes?”
“Who did you get these wounds from?”
“Why is that all of a sudden…”
“Because I need to know.”
Martha gritted her teeth and grabbed the girl’s wrist.
Whatever happened, I had to know.
I could feel the very slight blood flow on this child’s wrist.
* * *
Raon circled the entire hexagonal structure of Gran Seville, examining the flow of the jinbeop. Even in the middle of the night, there were a lot of people walking around, and no one was suspicious because they were carrying bottles pretending to be drunk.
“Huh…”
He let out a low breath while leaning against the wall.
‘My head is a little blank.’
Due to its sheer size, it was not easy to observe.
However, because the range was wide, there were very small gaps. After putting a lot of effort into stealth, it seemed that the durability was not perfectly tuned.
‘It’s possible enough.’
After seeing all the shamans covering Gran Seville, I was convinced.
It would take a little bit of time, but it was a shaman team that could be solved enough if you use the magic of the ring of fire and the spirit sword.
‘The first thing to do for Haeju is to find it.’
You need to figure out what other energy permeates your blood. If you know that, breaking the truth will be much easier.
‘It’s definitely an energy I know…’
Raon licked his lips and raised his head. The bright moon approached very slowly next to the cloud cover that covered Cranseville.
“Unnecessarily bright… is it?”
It was a time when I was looking at the clear moonlight that was different from this serious situation. From the inside of the city, dark and humid blood was secretly spreading.
‘youth?’
Raon frowned and ran to the place where he felt the blood. My chin trembled as I stopped on the central boulevard, the most crowded in Gran Seville.
‘What is this…’
I could feel the blood from all the people in front of me.
From the person leaving the bar, the courtesan who sees him off, the cartman who carries the luggage, and the young clerk who greets the customers. I could feel the blood in every creature that breathed here.
No one else feels it, but I can be sure of myself who have looked at witchcraft so far.
They were so feeble that they couldn’t even be called white-blooded, and they quickly disappeared, but it was clear that they had blood in their bodies.
‘All these people are white blooded?’
That’s absolutely not the case.
White blood followers learn the aura of the white spirit, which builds up an aura on their heart like a wizard.
The blood that I felt from people now was not in my heart, but in various parts of my body.
There was no way that blood demons would break the doctrine, so they were absolutely not white blooded.
Raon swallowed dry saliva and raised his head. He clenched his fists as he watched the fog of blood spreading like mist.
‘I don’t think that’s true…’
