The Grand Mudang Saga [Path of the Shaman] - Chapter 362
Episode 362 Noh
Guk-tae’s tension filled with anger rushes in like a raging sword.
Kwah kwah kwa!
Like a tsunami created by a fierce storm, a terrifying energy that fills Jinmu’s field of vision and turns the ground upside down, pulling out all the beautiful trees along the way.
Even before the tension reached Jinmu, the air pushed by the energy turned into a strong wind and blew as if tearing the hem of his clothes.
The pressure was so strong that even his skin was pushed, but Jinmu stepped on the ground with both feet and stood upright, looking at Noh Guk-tae.
Let me know, idiots.
The martial arts you have learned and the forces you have united for the sake of everyone. How useless are those things.
I will get rid of them all.
I will make you feel how miserable your death as a beast is.
You should know clearly what crimes you have committed by disturbing the world under the guise of a great cause.
Jinmu silently raises his hand and points to the sky.
Tsutsutsutsu.
Darkness-bearing black magic radiated from the fingertips and stretched out toward the sky.
Mukryonghonwongong Yongjonanjak (龍爪亂斫).
The giant feet of the dragon fall in an arc with their claws erect and scratch the world.
Kuhahak!
Nothing is strong enough to withstand the dragon’s claws, so it’s like a tidal wave that Noh Guk-tae stretched out.
The languid cracked tension grazed Jinmu and exploded.
phut! Papapapang!
But was it already expected?
As Noh Guk-tae, who had jumped up, stretched out his hands without rest, hundreds of long shadows filled the sky and then poured down like meteors.
Jinmu, who has been looking at the net of tension so dense that there is no gap to be found, with an indifferent expression, spreads both hands and unfolds the shaman’s Taecheong landscape.
In the first place, since Mu Gong’s herbivorous food is of the Manryu noble species, its power varies greatly depending on what it contains.
If Seongi’s Yukyangjingi and Sagi’s Mukryonghonwongong are used at the same time, they will conflict, but borrowing and using Herbsik is no problem.
Wow!
As many as the number of Jangyoung Noh Guk-tae created, the shadows of his black hands filled the ground and soared up.
bang! Kwak Kwa Kwak! Quaang!
Taecheong Sansoo is a type of gold and at the same time a transcendental barrier that offsets all energy.
However, it has changed its shape by containing ink dragons, and now it crushes the core of everything.
Damn! Zeng!
The air screamed at the tension between the two as they collided in the air, and the aftermath spread in all directions, creating a gust of wind.
In a fierce battle that could be called after the end of the war, the land was hacked to pieces and the surroundings turned hideous.
Even though they were far away, the chasing party including Cheongsang, who squinted at the storm of energy blowing, could not close their open mouths.
“Are they really people like us?”
Hwang Bo-ung, who had achieved quite a lot with Yang So-bang’s teachings, shrugged.
It was because he felt so insignificant in front of the fierce battle between Jinmu and Noh Guk-tae, who thought he was confident in his recommendation.
“How can we judge them with our own eyes?”
“…?”
Geomhye, barely awake from the care of Jegal Sansan, spoke in a tired voice, and Hwang Bo-woong and other soldiers of the Gabmu-ban turned their heads and looked at her.
“I already know that being strong… but the author is like a gale that blows incessantly.”
gale. That expression seemed most appropriate.
Because Noh Guk-tae’s burial method, which rushes without a certain style or form, was exactly like that.
“However, Jinmu Dojo doesn’t move… It’s not good to be trapped in such powerful martial arts. I already have scars on my body…”
Geomhye shook her head as another member of the Gapmu class, the mouthpiece of the opening, expressed regret at the sight of Jinmu, whose wounds continued to increase.
“Well… Jinmu Dojo doesn’t seem so careless. There is no shaking like an old tree in there.”
“…?”
At Geomhye’s exclamation, everyone looked carefully at the two once more.
Come to think of it, Jinmu hadn’t moved a single step from where he had been standing.
Despite sustaining the tension and being injured, he did not walk, and there was no sign that his feet were pushed off the ground.
“A thousand-year-old tree, no matter how strong the wind blows, its leaves and twigs may shake, but its pillars do not budge.”
“if?”
“Can’t you see? Jinmu Dojang is just standing still and breaking all that ever-changing tension.”
“…”
“That’s the difference in rank. He looks like he’s trying to show it to Lee Gung-ju. That their martial arts are not a threat to them at all…”
Everyone swallowed saliva and looked nervous at the low appreciation of the wisdom of the sword.
In the meantime, Noh Guk-tae unleashes a huge blow that rips down the mountain and makes the mountain stream resonate.
Whoa!
However, even that shattered like a piece of ice broken by Jinmu’s back fist, which had been struck with black morale.
“Heo-eok, hee-eok…”
Noh Guk-tae, who had been pouring out his energy without a break, stepped back from a distance and took a deep breath and inspected the progress fiercely.
He was still not moving and was looking at himself calmly from the first spot.
it’s a bad look
Doesn’t it seem like you’re wasting your energy on a huge iron fortress?
Even though the hem of his clothes was torn and blood was flowing from wounds all over his body, Jinmu steadfastly endured within his burial method and annihilated everything by simply splitting, crushing, and squeezing.
“Is it over already?”
“….”
“At least this much…”
Noh Guk-tae twitched his nose at Jinmu’s indifferent sentiment.
“Did you say you were going to overturn the world with skills that I couldn’t do anything about?”
“Shut up! Do not disregard the old style, the four major protection techniques of the palace!”
“….”
The tightness. Ignore it because it’s worth ignoring.
Old wind?
A burial method like a fierce storm?
you’re sick Is this kind of breeze like a storm?
“Did you bring such painful sadness to so many people by saying that you can change the world with a handful of power with a reason that doesn’t even make sense?”
Noh Guk-tae shouted in a fit of fuss at the words of rebuke while clicking his tongue.
“What are you talking about that you know? Without knowing what kind of life we have lived and how painfully our people have survived!”
He had completely lost his composure after realizing that his martial arts were not working.
“so?”
“what?”
“Will you understand? You did a good job, you worked hard. Can you give me a pat on the back?”
“…”
“You were just trying to achieve your will by using those weaker than yourself as a shield. They say that they are changing the world in hiding without being able to show themselves confidently.”
“We… we…”
“Why? Wasn’t it?”
The pitying eyes and the words that dig into the heart and sprinkle salt deepen Noh Guk-tae’s guilt.
“I don’t know what kind of life the people you speak of lived. But have you ever considered how hard it must be for those you call your people to achieve your goals?”
“…”
“People feel pain from thorns under their fingernails, but they don’t understand the pain of cutting out someone else’s heart. Do you think you represent the people? would they have wanted Didn’t you guys just want to get your power back?”
“…no. We are fighting for everyone.”
Noh Guk-tae shook his head as if in protest.
“Stupid bastards. War is just a means created by the powerful. Mincho doesn’t care who the owner is in the first place. After all, that guy is that guy.”
“…”
“That’s why I shouldn’t have done it. You shouldn’t have touched grass… You shouldn’t have kidnapped a child and driven a nail through the mother’s heart.”
With a nonchalant expression on his face, Jinmu took a heavy step forward, one step at a time, stepping forward towards Noh Guk-tae.
“You had to apologize to the children who died and wandered around the Nine Heavens before you regretted the change in the palace you created.”
Jinmu’s eyes, which become more and more frightening as they get closer little by little, shine like obsidian, and behind his back, life is added to the gathered morale and overflows.
“In order to offer it to the beast, he must have given instructions with his fingers, walked with his feet, ordered with his mouth, and watched with his eyes.”
“…”
“When those children died as animals’ food, you would eat with your hands and digest your intestines to defecate and see Sophie.”
The morale that spewed out with each step piled up and grew thicker and thicker.
“From now on, I will rip them apart one by one and make them die to apologize.”
“…!”
Noh Guk-tae momentarily stepped back.
Jinmu’s sharp gaze as if it were piercing the brain, and the fraud that squeezed the heart as if it were about to explode.
“Ugh…”
It was obviously a desolate vacant lot, but it felt like a cliff with nowhere to retreat.
With lightly kicking steps, Jinmu’s body flies past the ground.
Noh Guk-tae struggled to escape like a cornered rat.
In the extreme fear of Jinmu’s morale, he randomly stretched out his hand and released the tension.
The key to the Old Wind Jangbeop is the formless wind.
A storm with sharp anticipation becomes a blade and approaches as if it is going to pierce the truth.
But do you know?
In the first place, controlling the wind and making it rain is the dragon’s mysterious ability.
show me
Why is a dragon a dragon?
As Jinmu approached, he lightly stepped on one step to lift his body and spread the true energy through the veins of his whole body.
Mukryonghonwongong projectile.
The moment the muscles were relaxed, the speed doubled and Jinmu, which became extremely flexible, burrowed into the tension like a strong wind.
In an instant, Jinmu, who dug deep into Noh Guk-tae’s body, scratched and scratched his sharply raised hand, and Noh Guk-tae bent his back in amazement.
Chewy.
“Keugh!”
Noh Guk-tae’s chest was pierced with five bones where the dragon passed by, and flesh and blood spurted out.
pop! Puff! pop!
In the midst of tension colliding with each other and exploding, Jinmu catches up with the wind.
Zurich!
Jinmu’s hand, which had been twisted around his waist, stretched forward quickly.
Tuoong!
“Keuuugh!”
Noh Guk-tae, who had been beaten in the chest, stumbled backwards while Jinmu quickly dug in front of him.
The knee he kicked with all his might against his bare chest cut through the air, and Jinmu’s fingers, which approached turning as if bending, tore his side.
Wow!
“Gagging!”
Noh Guk-tae staggered with a single scream at the pain of raw flesh being torn.
Without letting go of him, Jinmu’s hand followed him like a leech and tore through Noh Guk-tae’s body like an animal’s claws.
I’m going to go to the middle of the day!
Jangbeop is basically a martial art that demonstrates outstanding power even in close combat.
However, his tension was helpless in front of the dragon’s claws that could tear even the wind apart, and he was quickly becoming rags.
Why can’t I reach you?
The more he struggled, the more he fell into the mire, and Noh Guk-tae had to feel endless despair.
Another season of Mukryonghonwongong close-up box fighting that Jinmu is performing.
A swamp from which there is no escape.
Mukryonghonwongong waste water.
Noh Guk-tae, the absolute ruler who had ruled Lee Palace with mighty martial arts, was helplessly being torn apart from the relentless attack of Jinmu.
“Haap!”
Noh Guk-tae, who had managed to find Jinmu, who was attacking from the front, threw a pair of spears with all his might.
Whoa!
“…!”
Unlike before, Jinmu, who threw away the twins, added his strength and put pods on both hands of Noh Guk-tae, even though his body was shocked by the anti-elastic force.
“Did I tell you? I will tear you apart one by one.”
“…!”
Crunchy!
“Keugh!”
Without hesitation, he broke the hand that Jinmu was holding.
But that wasn’t the end. At the same time as the bone was broken, the tightly gripped fingers were pulled violently.
Teddeuk!
“Keah!”
When all of his fingers except for his thumb were pulled out and blood spurted out, Noh Guk-tae howled so desperately that the blood stood in his veins.
“noisy. Stop barking.”
Kwajik!
The fist followed by an eerie word lodged in Noh Guk-tae’s mouth, shattering his teeth as well as his jawbone.
“There are only two of us now.”
While struggling in pain and unable to scream, Jinmu grabbed Noh Guk-tae’s wrists and kicked him in the chest with both feet.
Pugagak! Wow!
Noh Guk-tae’s eyes turned white from the pain of having his arm pulled out alive.
Noh Guk-tae lost both arms and lost his fighting power, but Jinmu’s hands were calm.
His fingers, erected like dragon claws, tore flesh and shattered bone.
Fuhahak!
His clawed fingers ripped open his abdomen, and his intestines spilled out with blood.
Noh Guk-tae, who lost the strength to stand up and knelt on the floor as if he was about to collapse, looked up at Jinmu.
It was a wound so deep that he could die even if left alone, but Jinmu was still brutal.
Fuck!
The middle finger is bent and the fist strikes the eye area.
The blood that flowed from the bursting eyes spread like tears and colored the whole world of Noh Guk-tae red.
I tried to collect the entrails that flowed while sitting down, but since I already have no hands and arms, even that doesn’t work as intended. Jinmu looked down coldly at Noh Guk-tae, who was out of breath.
“The fingers that gave instructions, the mouth that gave commands, the eyes that watched, your intestines that digested food… and your two feet that walked.”
Poududeuk! Pudeuk!
Jinmu broke Noh Guk-tae’s legs.
Noh Guk-tae could no longer carry on his life and collapsed on the cold ground in a cruel state.
“This much is not enough…but I’ll take the rest from him.”
Jinmu’s cold horse became a shroud and landed on the corpse.