Vol. 6 Episode 10+
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Jangbo breathes in and vomits out as if refreshed.
He smiled as he wiped my blood-stained face.
“It’s the road to Taepyeong.”
There are corpses all around him.
Everything was so mutilated that its shape was unrecognizable.
Shut up.
There were things wriggling in it.
It was the Hwanggeon that was surrounded by those who had been attacked by the shaman’s warriors.
They cling to the corpses following Zhang Bo’s gestures.
“Stand up.”
Hwang Geon comes alive and devours corpses.
The shattered corpses are joined together by the emperors and weaved together.
“Slurp.”
It was a monster that couldn’t even be described as a human being that stood up like that.
A monster with several arms and legs attached to it.
“This is the Way.”
Jangbo smiled contentedly as he saw it.
‘What is Tao?’
The length.
The road to somewhere.
The sects who have the color of a shaman or Tao value the Tao and follow their own way.
I didn’t know what to pursue.
It’s about following what each person wants, and finding what they need to follow.
The shaman thought of it as a sword.
But Mucheon, the disciple of the shaman, thought differently.
‘What do you want to pursue with your sword?’
It’s power.
The power to spread one’s Way by kneeling everything under your feet.
And with that.
“It’s peaceful.”
To create a peaceful world.
Throughout living in the world of a shaman, Mucheon did not feel peace.
I had to swing my sword every day, and I had to compete every day.
That’s not peace.
Great peace is possible only when everything returns to nothing.
Jangbo laughed as he watched the collapsing Taegeuk.
“The peace is right in front of you.”
A being who will lead them.
An entity that the shaman calls a heavenly horse.
But it’s different for Jangbo.
“Let’s go meet the general. children.”
Cheon Factory Group.
He was a true Taoist of this era who would bring peace.
Look.
The Huang Qian monsters devoured everything and started moving forward.
The shaman’s realm is shimmering in flames.
A man was surrounded by shaman’s warriors.
The faces of the shaman warriors distorted in anger.
“Did you destroy the Taegeuk Chilseongjin?”
They spewed out their anger and shouted at the male Yi-Woon.
As people were brought into the realm of the shaman through thorough checkpoints, new characters were bound to stand out.
Now that the truth is broken, a stranger suddenly appears.
At the same time, the dangerous energy emanating from him was enough to make him suspicious as a shaman’s warrior.
“You know what I did!”
A middle-aged soldier shouts.
The explosive force that bursts out shows his status.
It is also a strong player who entered the middle.
“Look-!”
He vomited blood.
“This is the result of what you did!”
Fire was rising in the direction his sword was pointing.
The realm of a shaman that could be said to be peaceful just a few dozen minutes ago.
It’s all on fire.
It was collapsing.
The middle-aged man shouts again with an indescribable face.
“How can you dance like this?”
Benefits of a languid face.
There’s not even an inch of guilt on his face.
“On the subject of breaking the peace… You mean you didn’t feel anything?”
At that moment, an expression was drawn on Lee Rowoon’s face.
It was a clear laugh.
“You sound crazy.”
“What, what… .”
“What did you do?”
“What are you talking about!”
Looking at Mu-in, who was rather angry, Lee Rowoon said with a smile.
“Mudora.”
He clearly said to himself that he had no martial arts.
There seems to be no way.
“Did the Taoist shaman follow the Tao to drive out the citizens of Guangzhou and feed them?”
“The unmanned?”
Lee Rowoon sneered.
“We forcibly destroyed the world of unmanned people who opened the door to Guangzhou, and accepted them as shamans. All of that… .”
“It was for the real Tao! In dealing with Ma… !”
“Yes. That too.”
He already knew everything.
“You did this by following the Way. So do I.”
If their logic is correct, so should you.
“I did it after my way.”
“Isn’t the one you’re following a magician!”
shout.
The shaman’s uninhabited man seemed to spit as if swearing.
“Well, that’s not wrong.”
It was a word that could not be denied as a benefit.
Sureung-!
At the same time, light began to seep into the swords held by the warriors of the shaman.
Lee Rowoon’s eyes also became thinner.
It’s not because they’re hostile.
It was a tongue-in-cheek at their stupidity and cruelty.
“Are you afraid?”
“If I had realized that I had broken the Taegeuk Chilseongjin, I should have jumped on it right away.”
They just surrounded themselves and vented their anger.
“Are you afraid of me who broke the Taegeuk Chilseongjin?”
Being unattended.
“Or were you afraid to go into that battlefield and fight the demons?”
I tried to talk without swinging my sword.
What is the result?
Hwanggeon’s group was moving towards Taegeuk, and in the meantime, the number of people dying was increasing.
If the warriors of the shaman in front of you had rather gone there, even one more warrior could have been saved.
Iron closed his eyes and thought.
‘Is it?’
Until now, I haven’t given much thought to silver.
In the past, when I was a member of Dank, there were many times when I was angry or resentful of their evil, but the benefit after coming back was different.
Actually, silver, earth, Einheart, everything was just that for Lee Rowoon.
“I was only looking for the teachers. And I wanted to make a place for them to live.”
I was hoping for that.
The shaman’s warriors hesitated at the incomprehensible words.
The energy emanating from Lee Rowoon was bringing out the fear deep in their hearts.
“They gave me theirs, so I just thought that I received them to please my teachers, even if I didn’t want to.”
“What are you talking about now? .”
“Close your mouth.”
The flying blood sting stopped in front of Mu-in, who opened his mouth.
“If there is a moderately angular place, I thought it would be enough to remove it… .”
Lee Rowoon brushed up her droopy bangs.
Two bright red eyes.
There the drowsiness disappeared.
“There’s a lot more to be cut out than I thought.”
“Shut up.”
The warriors let out a suppressed moan at the energy pouring from Lee Rowoon.
“If you look at these things, will your teachers be like me?”
The anger that blooms in the burnt ashes.
It shouldn’t be the way the teachers feel again.
“A little… .”
“I have to be serious.”
One could say that Yi Run’s words are absurd and absurd.
But Lee Ron was sincere.
Lee Rowoon stepped forward and stepped on the ground.
It looked like a shaman’s jaws for preying on the uninhabited.
Baek Cheong and Ha Se-min, who were moving, raised their eyes at the same time.
‘What… .’
Because I am an uninhabited man, I can feel it more clearly.
The intense energy that makes you goosebumps.
Baekcheong looked at the place where Taegeuk collapsed, but Ha Semin was different.
The demon that the shaman had sealed is not awakening.
More than that.
The more dangerous thing is to wake up.
What had been suppressed by someone’s will, which was incomparable to the shaman’s truth, was awakening.
After Ha Se-min, who increased his speed, Baek Cheong also increased his speed.
Baekcheong also notices and asks.
You can’t believe it.
“Is that his strength?”
The question asked because Ha Se-min is closer to him than Baek Chung himself.
“You already know that.”
Hasemin also spoke a little wildly towards Baekcheong, unable to hide his impatience.
“I think the shaman will eventually wake up something that shouldn’t be awakened.”
Baek-chung knows about Yi-woon.
“Is this the power that humans can possess?”
Nevertheless, it was an incomprehensible wave.
The two of them looked back at the same time as they were running.
An audible void.
I saw someone running through the air with him.
“That… What else?”
Baekchung looked at it, unable to hide his embarrassment.
Inyoung has already almost caught up with them.
It comes and says.
“Everything… .”
The person who opened his mouth was already familiar with Ha Se-min and Baek Chung.
“I’ll fix it.”
The shaman’s uninhabited man called Mubaek.
“Please forgive the disciples.”
As he left those words, his in-young moved away at a fast pace.
It was a new law that exceeded the speed of Hasemin and Baekcheong.
The state of the uninhabited Mubaek was never that great.
The level of the unintelligible who has just entered the scene.
But the new law he is showing now.
“The shaman has more secrets than I thought.”
It was comparable to the descendant Jangmunin.
The ground with the mouth wide open.
It looked so deep that I didn’t dare to know the depth.
“Oh… ah… ah… .”
The shaman’s warriors who have spent their entire lives honing their swords at the shaman.
They were sword demons who believed that only the sword was the only way to return.
They are not afraid of flying swords, and aim to put their souls on the tip of their swords.
“Aaaah… .”
They were terrified and moaning like children.
In the meantime, there were cracks coming towards them, but they didn’t even dare to avoid it.
A distant fear.
All they could see were two red dots.
In the end, they did something an unmanned man shouldn’t have done.
Closing both eyes.
I was determined to run away from an unwinnable fear.
The cracks that continue in between.
It was the moment when the soldiers were about to sit down, feeling that everything was over.
A voice is heard.
“Can you please forgive the disciples?”
A familiar voice.
When I opened my eyes, I saw a familiar back.
Mu Baek, the third disciple of the shaman.
He was looking at Yi-Woon with his sword in the ground.
The Taegeuk drawn on the ground where his sword was embedded was blocking the cracks.
“Please… .”
He, too, makes a trembling voice.
“Can you please stop?”
I beg of you.
The warriors of the shaman seemed to burst into tears.
Mu Baek is the third generation of the shaman’s disciple.
But he was also one of the most special characters in the shaman.
Shame and humiliation.
And at the same time feeling a sense of relief, the shaman’s uninhabited voices are heard.
“The long writer… See you.”
The shaman’s long storyteller.
That was also Mubaek’s other identity.
To be precise, the existence that dwells in it, not the empty one.
“Now you’re showing up.”
Lee Rowoon looked at Mubaek and said as if he knew everything.
“Did you only show up when you got out of control?”
Your tone is cold and condescending.
“I thought I should leave it to the disciples.”
Woobaek, no, says Cheonjong, a shaman who borrowed Mubaek’s body
“I thought that was the way for a shaman.”
He began to pull out the sword he had put on the floor.
“And I was wrong.”
He was crying with a sword.