The Grand Mudang Saga [Path of the Shaman]

Episode 338:

Quadruple.

The warrior who was caught in the hand and struggled soon loses strength and droops with the sound of bones twisting.

“Monstrous monster….”

Seeing their colleague lose their original form in an instant and wither away, the unmanned soldiers standing with swords backed away with a stunned look on their faces.

The man called the monster turned his head and glared.

Sarak.

Even the sight of him slowly licking his lips with his tongue terrifies the man who came along with the darkness of the night.

The area of Idongcheon, ruled by Yeomgokhwa, at the northeastern end of the Twelve Dongcheon.

Thanks to its abundant water resources, the densely populated area was considered one of the strongest among the Twelve East Rivers.

One day, the children living there began to be kidnapped.

children of about twelve and three years of age.

There are children who disappear one by one as if they have evaporated, so Yeomgok-hwa ordered an investigation, and after a long chase, the Hyolrangdae, one of Lee Dong-cheon’s main unmanned units, finally met the beast.

The result was a disastrous defeat.

At the sight of the enemy destroying the Blood Rangdae alone, the Blood Rang Lord Gwak Beom could not control his trembling legs.

After the battle, out of over 100 warriors of the Blood Rangdae, only five, including himself, survived.

It wasn’t a match in the first place.

Literally, Shisan Blood Sea (屍山血海).

All around him, stained with red blood, were filled with corpses that had lost their limbs and bodies, and some of them were deprived of life and turned into throat lice and died.

“Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm…that cursed martial arts

…

The appearance of magic that is forbidden even in the Demonic Cult.

“Are you the boss? It has quite an appetizing aura.”

It was Hanseung, the small palace owner, who spoke to him with a relaxed expression like a full-bodied lion.

Kwak Beom did not answer.

No, I couldn’t take my mouth away from his cruel momentum that came to crush my whole body.

“This place is very rich.”

“…”

What do you mean by abundance?

Kwak Beom did not understand Han Seung’s words.

“Unlike that cold land, it’s warm… and above all, there are plenty of food to satisfy my hunger.”

“…!”

Prey.

Kwak Beom, realizing in an instant what he was expressing, raised his eyes.

I’m talking about the people he ate.

children and their subordinates.

“Kuh-kuh-kuh I never thought I would be lucky enough to meet the Chileum Eunmaek. OK, it’s a very nice place.”

“….”

Hanseung, who was enjoying the map of hell he created with a pleasant face, gazes at Kwakbeom.

“Hey Demonic Cult. How is it?”

“….”

“I’ll give you a chance, so try being my guide.”

to be a guide?

Are you telling me to help you slaughter the Demonic Cultists now?

Kwak Beom’s face contorts at Han Seung’s words.

“…dog sound. I would rather die as a proud Demonic Cultist than live on the hands and feet of a bastard like you!”

Hearing the words of Kwak Beom, who barely stopped his trembling and cried out bitterly, Hanseung tilted his head to one side, looking at him with a calm gaze.

“Strange. I heard that the Demonic Cult is governed by the law of strong self-respect, so why are you refusing it?”

Kwak Beom put a sneer on his lips.

“Crazy child. Did you think we lowered our heads just because we were strong?”

“…”

“You are just a murderer. How likely are you to be loyal to someone who succumbs to power but doesn’t win your heart!”

Kwak Beom grabbed his sword with vicious eyes and aimed it at Hanseung.

“Was it like that? Too bad.”

After thinking for a moment, Han Seung smiled at Kwak Beom.

“But you know that you won’t be the opponent, right? Wouldn’t it be better to run away?”

“Shut up! I am Kwak Beom, the bloodlord of Lee Dong-cheon. Even if I die, I will not become a dog that runs away with its tail.”

“Hmm yes. If you really want to die, I won’t stop you.”

As Han Seung lightly stretched out his hand and raised it, the energy that had calmly subsided exploded out.

The aura of death that contains the raging wickedness.

Kwak Beom also knows that he cannot be his opponent. There is a high probability that it will not last even for a second.

“Gahui.”

“Yes Daeju.”

“You should go back immediately and tell Dongcheon Lord about him.”

“lender! I will fight with you. They are the ones who killed the Brothers of the Blood Rangdae!”

Gahui shook his head, and Kwak Beom twisted his face.

“This is not the time to indulge in useless sentiments. It is an urgent job. We must inform you that forbidden magic has appeared.”

“lender!”

“Go. We will try to stop him somehow.”

Gahui looked at Kwak Beom and his colleagues standing next to him.

They are smiling.

Even in a situation where he is about to die, he sends his eyes to tell him to leave.

“…All right.”

everyone will die

That’s why I couldn’t say that we would meet again.

“I will definitely avenge the enemy of the great lord.”

“Revenge between us. Don’t go to the underworld first and wait. Go!”

Gahui pointed his sword at Hanseung, bowed his head deeply to Kwakbeom, who didn’t look back at him, and ran straight to Lee Dongcheon.

“Oh… I didn’t tell you. No one can get out of here without my permission.”

“what?”

Han Seung’s ridicule.

Kwak Beom chases after Ga-Hwi’s back with wide-eyed eyes in the moment of uneasiness.

A group of lights brushed the nape of Han Seung’s neck.

Like a thunderbolt that struck in an instant, the light that illuminated the world for an instant disappears and at the same time Ga-hui’s head comes to mind.

dump.

Ga-hui’s body, which was running, fell roughly to the ground.

“… Gafi!”

As if responding to Guo Beom’s cry that seemed to be vomiting blood, a black figure appeared in the distance.

Tears of blood welled up in Kwak Beom’s eyes as he saw them approaching, clutching their severed heads.

“What a son of a bitch! I will kill you!”

The boiling anger was immediately tangible and spewed out towards Hanseung.

As soon as he stepped on the ground, his sword, filled with all his strength, made a huge crosscut, followed by the last survivors of the Blood Rangdae.

“Tsk tsk… They said they’d save me.”

Han Seung, who clicked his tongue, lightly lifted his foot.

And just put it on the ground.

Koo Goo Goo! Aww!

At the light footsteps that left no footprints, the ground screamed and exploded like a fan, engulfing the space in front of Hanseung.

Patter.

A pile of dirt that loses its strength and falls off, opening its sights again.

Nothing existed there.

Kwak Beom and the survivors of the Blood Rangdae.

Only thick blood and pieces of flesh filled the earth.

“It’s too bad. If I had kept it by my side, it would have been a good prey later.”

While Han Seung licks his lips, the black figures carrying Ga Hwi’s head all kneel.

“Lee Goongju?”

“You are meeting with Sang Pyeong Sang, the former lord of the Three Palaces and the current lord of the inner palace.”

To Han Seung’s question, Samado, the leader of the black figures, answered politely.

“Looks like the correlation has arrived.”

“yes! You are now north of Tianshan Mountain.”

“Hmm, if you’re in Cheonsan, it means that you didn’t just follow me. It’s always busy.”

“….”

“It has nothing to do with me anyway.”

Hanseung stares blankly toward the far south.

“It’s a nice place. There are plenty of prey everywhere. I want you to step forward directly…. The day you will achieve great success will come sooner.”

At Han Seung’s words, the middle-aged soldier who grabbed Ga-Hwi’s head frowned.

One day, Hanseung suddenly appeared in the Demonic Bridge, where Yi Palace was based.

His appearance caused an emergency in Yi Palace.

Samado, a middle-aged unmanned swordsman, kneeling in front of Sogungju Han Seung-i.

According to the order of Lee Gung-ju, he, the most outstanding master under his command, was escorting Han Seung with the Mukgeomdae.

The order they received was to prevent Hanseung from leaving a certain area and to provide children to appease his hunger.

However, Hanseung, who had already gotten a taste for hunting himself, started moving himself.

Samado tried to stop him and persuade him, but he was terribly trampled on.

Even though he showed all his skills, standing shoulder to shoulder with Daerang of the three palaces, he could not last even ten seconds against Hanseung.

Now, I had to somehow block the further actions of the Sorceress.

Even by mentioning the only person who can control him.

“Lord Sogung. Why don’t you step back for a while and refine your inner energy?”

“….”

“It’s been a while since you’ve already left the restricted area. As long as their attention is focused, on the day when the turmoil goes into the ears of the Grand Palace Master…” ”

….”

Only then Han Seung frowns with a sad expression.

“good. there will be no rush tell the lord i I need a seven-tone silver vein.”

“I am already looking for it. Don’t worry.”

“good.”

It was only after Hanseung turned around that Samado let out a sigh of relief.

It is still a problem limited to Lee Dong-cheon, so rumors can be prevented from spreading.

But Samado clearly saw it.

Traces of devilishness gradually increased in Hanseung’s eyes.

Dangerous.

You might think that you are getting close to completion because your internal energy is increasing so fast, but you are losing your personality just as fast as that speed.

Hanseung, already intoxicated with power, would not be able to hear anything he said.

He was no better than a beast of slaughter that had let go of its own reins.

What if he continues to get stronger?

Then no one will be able to stop it.

I know that the reason Sangpyeong came to Cheonsan was to meet Bukridocheon and make some kind of agreement.

In the meantime, what if Hanseung commits a random slaughter to increase his stomach?

Bukri Docheon, who is called the strongest military man on earth, would not stand by.

What the hell was I supposed to do?

* * *

A place covered with ice caps everywhere you look.

Hundreds of tents have been erected at some point on the northern plain of Mount Tian, which people thought was the end of the world.

There, like a soldier going to war, he had set up a camp, where two old men clad in heavy coats, staring at the heavenly mountains hidden by the blizzard.

“Have you not been contacted yet?”

“Yes, my lord.”

“…”

Upon hearing the answer to the question, Sang-pyeong Gong-pyeong, an elderly man with a clean look, frowned.

Several days have passed since I sent a call to Cheonsan, but there was no sign of a reply.

How long do we have to endure this bitter cold and wait?

“Look at me. At this point, shouldn’t we assume that the Demonic Cult rejected our negotiation proposal? Why don’t you just leave after this?”

“…”

At the words of the dwarf old Lee Gung-ju and No Guk-tae, Sang-pyeong shook his head with a firm face.

“No, you have to wait. There is no other way as long as the Three Palaces and the First Palace collapse and lose their influence in the midfield. For the sake of the palace, I must move Bukridocheon.”

Even in the raging snowstorm, Shang Ping’s gaze did not know how to leave Tianshan.

Realizing that further persuasion was impossible, Noh Guk-tae sighed and muttered in a low voice.

“…you don’t know Northern Lidocheon.”

“….”

“He is still strong. It’s cruel…”

Noh Guk-tae’s sighed words are not oblivious.

But no matter how much I think about it, I can’t come up with a way.

They are already over seventy.

A hundred years ago, when their grandfather and father opened a new world, they lost the king to the betrayal of the Zhou clan, who had a taste for power.

He pulled out his sword of revenge and drove the Zhou clan’s power to the point of destruction, but in the process, he was defeated by the guru who tried to save the people’s livelihood, which was in ruin, and had no choice but to flee to the far north.

The Taoists left, but the Zhou clan, who were afraid of them, relentlessly pursued them in the name of expanding their borders and conquering other countries.

In the end, he had to leave the central plains and passed the land of barbarians who inherited the history of the Xiongnu and settled in the frozen land full of ice.

Those who were together scattered, and most of those who remained died unable to endure the arduous journey.

Around the time everyone lost their strength and was exhausted, the seeds of hope began to sprout in the frozen land.

A genius was born from the lineage of their forgotten king, Han.

Sang-pyeong Song Yeo-bang and Noh Guk-tae.

The three of them followed in the footsteps of their respective grandfathers and fathers and united their forces by enlisting him with one will.

That is how the palace was built.

They have sharpened their blades of brutal revenge against the central plains for their people who are still trembling in the cold and hungry in the frozen world.

A hundred years have passed with the hope of taking the country away from the immoral people and driving out the wealthy Chinese people.

According to the plan he had dedicated his life to, the plan to obtain the Moorim world in the midfield was nearing completion.

But in an unexpected place, things started to go wrong.

A shaman swordsman and a sapae lord.

At some point, the guy who broke down all the frames they had built and became the focal point of an affair at once.

It’s really ironic.

To think that a shaman who was destroyed by the Four Emperors and excluded from consideration in the first place would appear again to interfere with them.

Moreover, the small palace owner, who had to continue the 100-year-old line following the great palace owner, was losing firearms and becoming more and more like a beast because of the ruined palm army.

“What is the Sogungju doing?”

“…Sama Do is by my side, but it’s too big for him to control. Right now, all I can do is control it by mentioning the name of the Grand Palace.”

“Whoa…”

Sang-pyeong let out a deep sigh.

The Grand Palace is old.

So did they.

As long as they couldn’t put their hopes on Hanseung, who should lead the next generation, they had to make the final decision in their generation.

The remaining method is to use the Demonic Bridge to attack the midfielder, and when both powers are weakened, the Daegungju must lead the troops.

If the grand palace lord steps forward before then, the zodiac’s lord will never look back.

That’s why Shangangping must persuade Northern Lidaoqian.

“Wait two more days. If you still don’t get an answer, I’ll have to go and see you myself….” “

….”

Noh Guk-tae’s face stiffened at Sang-pyeong’s words.

Because he too knew there was no other way.

However, the anxiety that perhaps their choice for a hundred years might end, deepened in their hearts.