Myst, Might, Mayhem

Chapter 411 – Encounter (3)

Mok Gyeong-un’s lips curled upwards.

At a glance, his smile seemed bright, but it was so full of malice that it sent chills down the spine of anyone who saw it.

This was something only one who had committed slaughter, pandemonium, blood, and pain…… all of those things, could possess.

Seeing this, Na Yul-ryang was quickly seized by doubt.

If the being inside was a vengeful spirit, he could understand such intense negative emotions, but something felt off.

‘Has it risen in rank as a vengeful spirit?’

Even if it had been sealed and its resentment had deepened, by now it should have reached the rank of Blue Spirit.

Certainly, at the rank of Blue Spirit, it could give a sense of pressure or caution.

But what is this sensation?

Should I call it alien?

Even if a hundred years had deepened its resentment, could the Ryu So-wol he knew really make such a face?

However, no matter what, it couldn’t be enough to threaten even his own senses.

“You……”

-Swish!

It was before he could say anything.

Mok Gyeong-un’s demonic sword Evil Commandment Sword, which he had drawn without notice, came swinging to behead Na Yul-ryang.

However, Na Yul-ryang avoided the sword by lightly tilting his head back, and Mok Gyeong-un changed direction mid-swing to aim for his neck again.

Then,

-Swish!

-Pang!

Mok Gyeong-un’s sword bent smoothly and was deflected.

-Chwaruru!

Mok Gyeong-un’s body was pushed back about three steps.

It seemed like he would be pushed back further, but his feet stopped as if planted in the ground midway, and the ground cracked around his feet.

-Jjeojeojeojjeok!

Sharp sword energy flowed out from the cracked ground.

“To channel energy to your Yongcheon point in that instant. Not bad.”

At Na Yul-ryang’s praise, Mok Gyeong-un opened his mouth with narrowed eyes.

“……The Ritual of Repulsion.”

Mok Gyeong-un immediately recognized that this strange technique that deflected his sword energy was the Ritual of Repulsion, one of the Eight Thought-Shattering Techniques.

-Is this the Ritual of Repulsion?

-Yes.

It was certain.

The Eight Thought-Shattering Techniques were an incredibly strange ultimate skill that could be unleashed without any precursors.

Even Cheong-ryeong couldn’t help but be surprised at this.

Both she and Mok Gyeong-un knew the Ritual of Repulsion as a method of channeling energy away in an instant before it could even touch.

She knew that the profundity of the Eight Thought-Shattering Techniques deepened the more one practiced them, but to think it had reached even this level.

-Disciple. If he has mastered the Ritual of Repulsion……

-……He could be the one who took Cheong-ryeong’s heart.

After the day of the great calamity, only three people in the world had learned the Eight Thought-Shattering Techniques.

Cheong-ryeong, Mok Gyeong-un, and Bi Yeong-hon of the Heaven Vein.

At that moment, Na Yul-ryang smiled faintly and opened his mouth.

“That’s a relief. I was worried for a moment, but it seems that’s not the case. Yes, it’s the Ritual of Repulsion. Only you and I in this world can recognize this.”

-So he did learn it. Yes. Of course. There’s no way he wouldn’t have learned it.

A voice boiling with anger along with trembling.

As he became more and more certain that he was Bi Yeong-hon, Cheong-ryeong tried to break the wooden doll and come out right away.

-Jjeojeojeojeojeok!

-Cheong-ryeong. Wait……

-If he’s really Mok-gan and that Bi Yeong-hon, what is there to hesitate about? He is the enemy of you and this one.

Cheong-ryeong could no longer hold back.

At her sky-piercing resentment and killing intent, Mok Gyeong-un finally nodded.

He still didn’t know how this guy could be both Three-Eyes, the leader of the Secret Society, and Bi Yeong-hon, Cheong-ryeong’s enemy, but if he was truly the source of all this, there was no reason to hesitate anymore, as she said.

-Kwadeuk!

The wooden doll shattered.

At that moment, Na Yul-ryang, who had been smiling and about to step forward, paused.

-Gooooooo!

He sensed the immense spirit power that engulfed the surroundings the moment the seal was broken.

Na Yul-ryang’s eye on his forehead glinted strangely.

This was because feeling spirit power meant revealing the spirit body as a vengeful spirit.

At this, Na Yul-ryang put his hands behind his back and said leisurely,

“No matter how high your rank, revealing your spirit body is a futile act. I don’t know how you trained that body to such a degree, but maintaining that state……”

-Shwaaaaa!

It was at that moment.

Suddenly, the sky turned blood red.

At this strange phenomenon, everyone in the plaza looked up.

This was the same even for the strange people with eyes protruding from their eyes.

-Murmur murmur!

“Look over there!”

“The sky is turning red.”

“What is this?”

It wasn’t just the sky that was turning red.

-Shu! Shu shu shu!

Blood suddenly began to spring up like fountains from the plaza floor.

Even if they rubbed their eyes thinking they were seeing things, the blood filling the floor was still there, and they could even smell the unique stench of blood.

-Sss sss sss sss!

The blood that filled the floor then shot up into the sky, forming a reverse rain.

Everyone was dumbfounded by this bizarre phenomenon that made them doubt their eyes, but not Na Yul-ryang.

“Ghost Intent Domain…… To be able to unfold it even when the sun is at its zenith, your resentment seems to be deeper than this one expected.”

This wasn’t possible with just the rank of Blue Spirit.

It had to be beyond that.

It needed to reach at least the rank of Indigo Spirit), but seeing that it covered the entire main building plaza……

“……Violet Spirit?”

Na Yul-ryang’s expression became subtle.

Violet Spirit was a rank that could only be reached with immeasurable spirit power and resentment as a vengeful spirit.

Even he, who was well-versed in sorcery to the point of being knowledgeable about alchemy to artificially create high-ranking vengeful spirits, couldn’t understand.

Soyeol couldn’t have reached the rank of Violet Spirit in just a hundred years.

What on earth happened?

Even if Bi Jung-seon had stolen the secret manual made from her heart that day, he had thought it would eventually return to his side, so he had waited with leisure.

But what did he do?

It was then.

-Chwa chwa chwa chwa chwa chwa chwa chwa chwa!

The blood pooled around him turned into sharp thorns and stabbed towards him.

Na Yul-ryang lightly waved his hand at this.

The thorns melted away as if oxidizing before they could even touch him.

-Seu ru ru ru ru!

“This won’t work. Since you’ve manifested anyway, show your face after a long……”

-Chwa ru ru ru ru!

Before his words could finish, the blood on the floor began to rotate around him and then shot up in the form of a whirlwind.

The blood in the whirlwind became countless, hundreds, thousands of sword blades trying to grind Na Yul-ryang’s flesh.

-Chwa chwa chwa chwa chwa chwa!

“My, my goodness……”

“How can blood…!”

The tremendous majesty of the blood whirlwind rising to the sky was so shocking that everyone around retreated as far back as they could.

‘Die!’

Cheong-ryeong was giving her all, raising her resentment and spirit power to the extreme to kill just one person.

Since it also contained the Moon Vein’s sword techniques, the inside could be seen as an absolute sword formation made of blood.

She absolutely did not let her guard down.

If he had realized the Eight Thought-Shattering Techniques to the point of deflecting even Mok Gyeong-un’s sword energy, this guy must have become incomparably stronger than the Bi Yeong-hon she knew in the past.

Then she must face him with determination to die.

With her current self, having reached the domain of Violet Spirit, she could face even a master of the Profound Realm, considered the highest.

‘Let’s end everything here. Bi Yeong-hon.’

If she can kill him, it doesn’t matter if her spirit body is destroyed.

Even if she faces spirit annihilation here, as long as she can kill this guy……

-Pa cha cha cha cha chang!

‘!?’

What is this?

In an instant, the blood whirlwind she had created burst due to the tremendous energy being released from inside.

‘This is…… Demonic power?’

If it wasn’t a mistake, it was closer to the demonic power of two-tailed demons rather than internal energy.

It was at that moment.

Na Yul-ryang walked out with his hands behind his back, without a single drop of blood on him, and smirked.

“I told you it’s useless. And it seems like you want to play hide-and-seek, so I’ll find you directly.”

-Whirik!

No sooner had those words ended than the eye on Na Yul-ryang’s forehead moved.

The pupil scanned the surroundings in an instant.

“You were inside.”

With those words, Na Yul-ryang muttered something and raised one hand to strike down at the blood-filled floor.

-Paaaaang! Chwaaaaa!

The moment his palm struck down, the blood rose like waves in all directions.

Then someone bounced out of the blood and shot upwards.

It was Cheong-ryeong, wearing a crown and holding a long pipe.

“Found you!”

Seeing her, Na Yul-ryang curled his lips and flew his body.

He was so fast that his body reached right in front of Cheong-ryeong in an instant, but at that very moment,

-Chaaaaang!

The sound of swords clashing spread in all directions, and the rain of blood that had been rising around them scattered with a gust of wind, creating a vacuum in the space between.

“You?”

Na Yul-ryang’s eyes widened as he crossed swords.

This was because the one who blocked him was an unexpected figure.

It was Mok Gyeong-un.

“How can you?”

Hadn’t he ended the possession and manifested?

But how is he moving?

Behind Mok Gyeong-un who was blocking him, Ryu So-wol was clearly visible.

‘This…… What on earth?’

Of course, there are cases where one regains consciousness immediately after being freed from possession, but if a body has been dominated for a long time, it’s difficult for the soul to normalize at once.

Moreover, a vengeful spirit of the rank of Violet Spirit, which could be called the peak as a vengeful spirit, had possessed him.

No matter how strong that body is……

‘!!!!!!’

At that moment, the eye on Na Yul-ryang’s forehead trembled severely.

That eye could see clearly.

The red thread connecting Mok Gyeong-un and Cheong-ryeong.

That is,

‘Affinity?’

In an instant, Na Yul-ryang’s mind became complicated.

He had been puzzled by how strong the martial prowess of the possessed body was, but since there were cases where one could become strong even in a possessed state, he had thought this was such a case.

But affinity?

Isn’t this something that should only occur when dominating low-ranking two-tailed demons as spirit servants?

A vengeful spirit is the soul of a human, a being born with all the possibilities of the myriad things, and because its negativity is so strong in one direction, it’s different from two-tailed demons, so it’s not suitable as a spirit servant and doesn’t form connections.

But how is that connected?

‘Impossible. This can’t be……’

As he was puzzling over this, Mok Gyeong-un’s left hand holding the demonic sword Plundering-killing Sword flew towards his neck.

-Chwak!

Seeing this, Na Yul-ryang raised his hand,

-Woong!

He tried to deflect the sword energy again with the Ritual of Repulsion.

But at that moment, Mok Gyeong-un’s sword ignored the Ritual of Repulsion.

‘This is?’

A strong adhesive force was felt from the hand connected to the sword.

‘The Ritual of Binding?’

As the two opposing forces conflicted, they ended up canceling each other out.

At this,

-Chang!

Na Yul-ryang applied more force to the clashing sword, pushing it away and flying his body backwards.

As Mok Gyeong-un was about to fly his body, not wanting to let him escape,

-Swish!

“Get lost.”

Na Yul-ryang extended his finger towards Mok Gyeong-un.

Then,

-Paaaaaaaaak!

At that moment, the surrounding space seemed to compress, converging to a single point, and Mok Gyeong-un’s body was sucked into the center.

‘The Void Suppression[1]!’

This was another technique of the Eight Thought-Shattering Techniques.

It was a technique that instantly pressed about four jang (about 12 meters) of space in any desired direction, and was one of the techniques that consumed the most mental and energy power among the Eight Thought-Shattering Techniques.

-Dribble!

Blood tears flowed from Na Yul-ryang’s three pupils.

‘It’s certainly overwhelming for this new body.’

However, if caught in this technique, one would be thrown to an unknown place along with the folded space, so it’s impossible to know where they would appear.

Of course, he thought Mok Gyeong-un would end up like that too, but,

-Chwa ru ru ru ruk!

At that moment, the unfolding Void Suppression was sucked into another Void Suppression that suddenly appeared as if overlapping.

‘!?’

Seeing this, Na Yul-ryang’s expression hardened terribly.

This was because he saw Cheong-ryeong extending her finger just like himself.

Cheong-ryeong also looked at her own finger with surprised eyes.

-……How is this?

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

But in the moment she thought Mok Gyeong-un was in danger, the formula for the Eight Thought-Shattering Techniques came to her mind without her realizing it, and she extended her finger.

However,

-Heuik.

She felt an enormous amount of spirit power being consumed in an instant.

Along with this, the Ghost Intent Domain blood boundary she had been maintaining began to crack and scatter as if breaking apart.

-Pa sss sss sss!

Through the fragments of the breaking blood world, the blood boundary, Mok Gyeong-un and Na Yul-ryang clashed once again in mid-air.

-Chaaaaang!

-Kwaaaang! Pa chi chi chik!

As their swords clashed, gusts of wind and blue streaks like lightning spread out in all directions like roots.

Clashing in that state, Na Yul-ryang shouted with bloodshot eyes.

“What on earth is your true identity?”

To his question, Mok Gyeong-un answered in a low voice.

“Jeong, Mok Gyeong-un, Heavenly Demon…… It doesn’t matter if you forget all of that.”

“What?”

“I am the one who will kill you.”

-Cha cha cha cha cha cha cha cha cha!

No sooner had those words ended, dozens of swords rose around them as they crossed swords, aiming their tips.