The Grand Mudang Saga [Path of the Shaman] - Chapter 84

The time when dawn approaches and lightens up little by little.

Sseu! (wordplay)

Blood splashed as the bloody Taoist cut through the cold air.

The wounded black man stepped back, clutching his cut shoulder. If you hadn’t bent your head back a little while ago, your neck would have been cut off.

“I told you not to kill me.”

“……..”

Jin-moo, who broke and grabbed a black man’s wrist and stuck it on the floor, said irritably.

“LOL, I’m sorry.”

White-pyo answered, shaking off the blood from his body

Is that an apologetic expression? with the eyes tainted with the most wickedness, And you’re enjoying it

It is clear that he enjoys it when he says sorry, but the corners of his mouth are up.

It’s not madness or magic, but I can’t control it when I see blood.

I heard about the side effects of the collection technique from my teacher, but I have never experienced it.

‘Should I just not help you?’

Jinmu shook his head. With the help of Jinmu, when the training of the basic ball went over Sijin, the attack of the sprinklers began.

I told Baekpyo to stop training because it was dangerous, but I never told him to fight. Although he learned the rostrum of the Chaegi method, he was not properly trained yet, and it was clear that he would be scattered if he did not refine it properly.

Nevertheless, he said, “We cannot rest comfortably, leaving the situation to the benefactor alone.”

But somehow, it seems to be more enjoyable.

‘Anyway… their movements have changed.’

Jinmu, who avoided the dagger that had been attacking one after another, noted that the movements of the sprinklers had changed.

Previously it was just surveillance. However, he has been actively engaged in spraying. Systematically, they decided to abandon the white vote.

The fact that the monks abandon their colleagues means extermination. In other words, he is trying to kill himself and the white vote.

And,

‘So far, we’ve all been pretty much the same. You’re looking for a chance, hiding behind you.

Jinmu’s eyes sank coldly. There was no way that only these people could have sent them. There must be a famous one among them. I didn’t feel like I was a pretty good guy.

‘Then shall we give him a break?”‘

Jin-moo hit the side of the sprinkler he was dealing with, broke his ribs, and stepped back.

Chin.

A seat against a wall It was in a position where it was good for hiding and where you could stab a sword behind the wall.

He was going to give his opponent a chance and induce an attack. And not long afterward, I felt like I was going back to the cold.

“You’re here!”

A smile came to Jinmu’s lips. The creepy cold energy is felt behind the wall. And as soon as that feeling gets amplified and reaches the climax, “Kku!

Jinmu, who raised both arms, put enormous energy in his elbows and pulled them toward the wall.

(Crying)

“Cough!”

“Oh my god!”

“For sure!”

Three screams burst at the same time with a wall that exploded as if it had been bombed.

A faint smile formed on Jinmu’s mouth.

And the moment his foot fell off the ground,

the gruesome flesh flying from the side

“What?”

A sharp dagger flew in for his neck.

Was there another one? He’s so good that he doesn’t get his own feeling

Jin-moo immediately turned his head and turned. The feet that were kicked using torsion were sprayed like a whip.

Open your mouth!

a dull hitting sound

“Ha! Look at this!”

Jinmu’s eyes were strangely distorted. The black man who attacked himself a little while ago. It is holding a pointed dagger that looks like an awl in reverse. I was frowning as if there was a shock, but I blocked it.

Although he didn’t show all his skills, it wasn’t easy to stop an attack from that angle.

Unknowingly, however, he blocked his feet and held the awl as if he were attacking again, revealing his vividness.

Moreover, I didn’t feel it until the moment I attacked.

“What’s your name?”

“….”

Silence.

Yeah, well, I knew you weren’t gonna tell me. “Okay. I’ll do my best.”

An evil smile is young around Jinmu’s mouth. His sword was pulled out, and a blue flash rose.

The surprise of Isal Hyun-mook was indescribable.

Geomgang? Isn’t it possible for those who walk absolutely in the moorings of the time?

Something is wrong.

The monks do not even aim for the man of the will who puts his will into the sword. They assassinate them, who can monitor all areas of Kigam’ because it was nearly impossible to, But he’s not a swordsman. Even salmakju, called the best in the sprinkler system, was to the point of rejection.

The moment Jinmu takes out his sword.

Everything stopped. The salsa of Samsaldang, who was fighting not only Hyun-mook but also Baek-pyo, was even stepping back.

Dying. As soon as he decided, he must have eggned their whole body.

“What are you doing? Aren’t you going to fight?”

Jin-moo came up playfully, and Hyun-mook stepped back with embarrassed eyes.

“It’s okay. I don’t eat it.”

“…….”

Hyun-mook wanted to curse at Jin-moo’s face with a kind expression.

How do you fight?

My hair felt like it was turning white.

Samsaldang was different from a salmak-like group composed of disciples of the Han school in the first place. Those who joined for each other’s pain, a sprinkler group was created to make money.

Salju, a general-purpose old man, was an excellent salju, but now he was more like an intermediary who gave them work and took off fees.

It was because of the contract money that had to kill Baekpyo, but because of the many secrets, he knew before that. The moment he was revealed, Samsaldang would be revealed to the surface, and in that case, he was bound to be avenged by the countless people they had killed.

That is another fate of the sousars.

Those who travel between life and death are on the watch of secrecy before the sword.

They didn’t have a reliable backer to protect their lives like a salak. That’s why you have to take responsibility for your own life.

As soon as Jin-moo took out Geom-gang, the game was over.

The contract given to Baekpyo was a piece of gold, but it was a sum of money compared to the price of his life. It’s over when I die.

I had to run away.

But can we get away? I faced an opponent who was impossible even if I had not been able to.

In the end, Hyun-mook, who made a certain resolution, erased his life and moved the awl to the other hand.

Slowly. Slowly.

“…….”

Hyun-mook knelt down, cutting off my right arm.

Blood splashed like a fountain from the shoulder where the arm was cut off, and at the same time, deep pain came, but he did not frown once.

“It’s a gift for you as an apology.”

“………”

Jin-moo frowned at Hyun-mook’s calm words that did not stop bleeding. It meant a lot to a warrior to cut off his right arm, which was supposed to hold the sword.

When a familiar arm is cut off, it is difficult to use a sword with the other arm. There were some people who used the left hand, but only a small part, and above all, it was difficult for the single arm to keep its balance, so it was painful to learn new martial arts.

Now he was begging for his life, giving up his precious arm.

And Hyun-mook, the strongest of the salsa that has been attacked, has rolled his tail, so the rest of it must be hard.

“Milk, this is bland.”

Jinmu smacked his lips, dissipated his energy, and put the sword in.

I didn’t mean to kill them all anyway. The purpose of this work was to help the white vote leave the Salvation Army.

It’s not like I hate Salsa like the figures of the political figures. In Moorim, there is the law of Moorim, and each has a different way of living.

It doesn’t matter if they don’t aim for their own lives, whether they live on the water or live on poop.

In addition, it was not particularly fun to beat up a dog that had rolled its tail without barking.

“Thank you for your kindness.”

Hyun-mook finally stopped bleeding on his shoulder.

He is a useful fellow. Many people like fire moths run wild without knowing their skills, and it is not easy to know when to step up and when to step down.

“Hey.”

“….?”

Jin-moo sang Hyeon-mook, who stopped the blood with simple mucus.

“Where are you living? ”

“That’s…”

Hyun-mook looked hesitant.

Although they were defeated, the Sousers had their own rules, and if they violated them, they would not be able to put their feet up again and had to risk their lives.

Hyun-mook, who barely saved his life, was at a loss what to answer.

“That’s enough. I’m sure you’re in a position.”

“……Thank you again for your kindness.”

Hyun-mook bowed politely.

“But what about you? Don’t you think you’ll have a hard time? ”

“I’m just a failed contractor.” “Hmm

It was their period, too.

He didn’t say anything. I just failed to make a contract due to my lack of skills.

They would have been disciplined if it was a murderous act, but for them, who are no better than women, it is just a flaw in their personal career. Moreover, it was not a loss if I thought it was a scratch that saved my life.

“One more thing. Where are you located in Samsaldang?”

Hyun-mook thought hard about Jin-moo’s question

“…there’s only one person who’s better.”

Hyun-mook had no choice but to do so.

Do you let go of the assassination without asking for anything? That sounds unreasonable.

If they were captured alive without killing, it is common to support the flesh with a pharynx, pull out nails and toenails with tongs, and torture them until they confess.

I couldn’t help but answer because my opponent made such a big concession.

“All right. Go back.”

“Thank you.”

He’s a very polite guy for a living.

When Hyun-mook and Sousal once again bowed their heads and disappeared, Baekpyo approached and asked in a lifelike manner.

“Kkkk, Eungong, shall we kill him?”

I just told you to go back

“It’s the evil Salsal. I’ll kill everything. Why don’t you go to Samsaldang and sweep everything?”

“….”

You’re crazy, and you could’ve bought it

Jin-moo sighed as he looked into Baek-Pyo’s eyes shining with life. I thought it got better, but it looks like this again. No madness, no magic, but horribly evil eyes.

The smell of blood makes me very distraught. Fortunately, he’s a Eungong and listens to Jinmoo well.

“Just leave it.”

“All right. LOL.”

a plague of…

It’s karma.

Jinmu memorized a myriad of waterworks in his mind, out of place. Somehow, I felt like I was a political faction with the white votes.

The night was passing by anyway. Further raids are reckless when the sun is bright and daytime. You can attack him, but he’s got 20 kills all night.

Unless it is a huge sprinkler, it will be the majority of electricity.

Furthermore, just a moment ago, he said that there is only one way to live better than him. Namely,

“The attack is over… ah!”

Jin-moo hit his forehead as if he remembered something.

“What’s wrong with you? Eun-gong? Should I chase him and kill him now?”

“………”

Jin-moo looked at the white vote with his eyes shining with a lot of hopeful life.

What am I going to do with this cruel bastard? If he did not dry it, he would immediately chase the sprinklers and separate the bones and flesh.

It’s a mistake anyway. I had to catch a few guys and let them drain their spirits.

I’m sure it’ll change like a public figure who lost the wind because I stopped the basic construction in the middle.

“Sigh.”

I let out a sigh.