Vol.7 Episode 21+
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“Damn Zhuge. Whoa.”
The yellow uniform proves his affiliation.
Panga.
Pangdoak, who was carrying a large sword on his back, spat on the floor and said.
“Another stupid thing to do is make us do this.”
Hundreds of warriors lined up behind him, the small house owner of Panga.
“It wouldn’t be like that.”
Also, there was a man wearing a green uniform, the symbol of the party, with him.
Sogaju Dang Hwayoung pushed us to become Sogaju, our group.
Behind him were soldiers in green uniforms.
Our group with a mean smile.
“I think we should be enough.”
About three hundred uninhabited soldiers.
They were all warriors of the Panga and the Danga.
Even if all of them were not elite, it was a huge force that could annihilate any large guild in less than half a day.
“Moyongse, who has fallen, can’t be our opponent.”
The photo of us looked at the house of the Moyong Guild with narrow eyes.
‘Dang Hwayoung.’
For him, the fate of Mo Yong-se didn’t matter that much.
It would be dangerous for the secrets of Mo Yong-sega to be revealed to the world, but the most important thing for us was Dang Hwa-young.
“If only we could catch the traitor of the family… .”
She has put a strain on the family by acting arbitrarily.
There is a wanted order from the State of California for her.
It’s called Sogaju, but it’s not a firm position, so if you catch her now and set the ball… .
Being a soga owner was no longer just a dream.
“It doesn’t matter what happens.”
Paengdoak also showed a deep smile.
Panga and Moyonga belong to the same five generations, but they have been friends with each other since the past.
More than that, Moyonga, who appeared as the door to the world opened, appeared with greater power and cast a dark shadow unlike Panga, who was weaker than before.
“It’s me, because all I have to do is hit the half-poons of Moyonga and kill them.”
Now is the time to completely cast off the shadow of Moyonga.
“After all, nothing is going to happen.”
There was no change in Moyonga’s door, which had already been tightly closed while the four generations of the family had met several times.
“If it doesn’t come out… .”
Pangdoak takes his big step and heads towards the Guild House of Moyonga.
“Come in. Because I was curious about what that ice of Bingryong was.”
That was when he took two more steps.
Moyonga’s tightly closed iron gate opened and the blue light inside the dungeon began to spit.
“Prepare-!”
It is already widely known what Moyonga looks like.
Because of Bingryong, it is said that the cold air of the North Sea Ice Palace engulfed the world.
As the door opened and the soldiers prepared for the aftermath to pour in, the eyes of Pangdoak and Sangjin’s eyes widened.
“The cold… .”
The cold air that should have been blown out so strongly that it would freeze the whole body.
“Isn’t it?”
Instead, it was the fresh scent of spring flowers felt at the door.
Someone is walking out of the dungeon’s door.
“Moyonghoo!”
It was Mo Yong-hoo, the half-headed head of the Mo Yong-se family.
Paengdoak smiled as he saw Mo Yong-hoo finally walking out of the door.
“You are finally showing your face.”
“It’s disgusting to see a dirty bastard with his head stiffened.”
The reason Paengdoak especially disliked Moyongga was that the bastard dared to stand around Moyonga.
It is an unavoidable situation, but it is absolutely unacceptable.
There should not be any bastards and lords under the name of the five generations.
“Today, the stigma of the five generations is here… .”
Pangdoak stopped talking while holding his sword.
People coming out of the door.
They were the warriors who remained in the ruined Moyongga.
It was the time when he tried to reinvigorate the city of crossroads after he had regained his mind.
They aren’t the pitiful warriors left behind in Moyonga.
They radiate intense momentum with their whole body.
Not the humble light gray robes of the fallen Moyonga, but dark gray neat robes.
“Hey, this is… .”
It’s a mockery.
Obviously, the soldiers of Moyonga that I had seen in the past were coming out one by one through the open door.
Pangdoak, which had only been moving forward, retreated back by the enormous momentum they radiated.
He distorted his face.
“I can’t.”
It is the Bingryong Partizan that frozen Moyonga.
It is absurd that they, who had been frozen, melted in such a short period of time.
“Welcome.”
I’ve heard rumors that Mo Yong-hoo, who abolished Danjeon, is secretly learning magic.
It has proven its ability.
Einhart’s mean wizards use the same magical powers that exist in silver.
And they deceive the eyes of the uninhabited with illusions.
There is no way Moyonga could have escaped from the ice of Partizan.
All of that is welcome.
“Damn it!”
Pangdoak, embarrassed that he was surprised, scattered even more fiercely crossing the river and kicked the floor.
The goal.
‘I’ll cut you off at once.’
Moyonga’s inferior bastard, Mo Yonghu.
I will cut that guy’s head and completely regain the prestige that Fanga lost… .
“You don’t have to go out.”
The voices heard in front of Paengdoak.
“I, who dared to abandon my family, will stand up for Moyongga.”
“You… you… .”
Paengdoak said with his large dagger hanging down.
I can’t forget it if I try to forget it.
This character was also the reason Pangdoak hated Moyongga so much.
“Moyong… .”
A small business owner like you.
However, a man who has never been able to win at the Oh Dae-sega friendly battles that have been held several times.
“Moyongpae… ?”
It was the Sogaju of Moyonga, who thoroughly crushed his Ohodanmundo with a sword that had already reached its peak.
The voice of Mo Yong-pae.
“And goodbye. What I’ve done with you so far is a friendly match, but… .”
“It’s a life-or-death decision now.”
Slowly a solid line began to be drawn on the body of Pangdoak.
The blood that splattered on him spread like a fountain in all directions.
The voice of Pangdoak was no longer heard.
There was only the sound of it split in two and fell to the floor.
“Sogaju-!”
Then the panga moves.
“Listen to Moyonga-!”
Mo Yong Ha-jin raises his sword in front and shouts.
“They’re the villains who came to annihilate Moyonga-!”
His sword scatters sharp swords.
“Kill them all to show Moyonga’s spirit!”
It was the perfect return of the frozen Moyonga.
The soldiers of Panga.
And the warriors of the Tang family.
They who came to take Moyonga’s breath lay wretchedly on the floor.
Panga’s Dodo has been the object of fear for many.
Memorization and Dokdo of the terrifying Tang family.
I knelt in front of Moyonga who returned.
The photos of our party seemed incredulous, and he barely raised his head and said.
There are only corpses all around.
At first, as Pandoak said, they all thought it was an illusion, but after realizing that it wasn’t, they sprayed poison.
But all the poison that was secretly sprayed burned and disappeared.
“Uh… float… .”
I can’t compete.
The soldiers of Moyonga are back.
Indeed, they were the warriors of the great Moyong family who stood shoulder to shoulder with the Namgung family before they froze.
“You have defeated the villains who dared to attack Moyonga.”
The wounded Mo Yong Ha-jin stood in front of Mo Yong-hoo and took the spear.
“Moyonga suffered no fatalities and 12 injuries.”
That was only the damage he suffered while dealing with close to three hundred enemies.
Of course, the fact that the enemies were not elite and that Moyonga’s return was not recognized and the tomb of the surprise was saved was the most effective thing.
“This is a great victory.”
Nevertheless, the fact that it was a great victory was the unchanging truth.
Mo Yong-hoo gripped the useless sword.
It reminded me of the shame and resentment of the past.
“The command.”
Moyongga, who had no answer but downfall, now has a choice.
“If the headmaster commands… .”
Mo Yong Ha-jin’s eyes gleaming with life.
“I will go anywhere.”
It’s even more devastating because he’s been through Mo Yong-ga’s humiliation as much as Mo Yong-hu’s.
The five generations?
What does that mean?
They were abandoned anyway and almost annihilated.
It wasn’t bad to burn like this for revenge.
The moment Mo Yong-hoo opened his mouth.
I felt a huge pressure on my son-in-law.
The soldiers of Moyonga hurriedly opened their doors and resisted the pouring energy.
“Jinshik… !”
This is not a simple force.
A huge, high-level, high-level jinbeop was weighing down the entire realm of Moyonga.
There are only a handful of silver that can do this.
“Zhuge!”
The Zhuge family occupying the first place in the five generations.
The soldiers in blue uniforms poured out.
Jinshik was not the only pressure that weighed on everyone.
Just pure power.
Namgungga.
And their chief.
Namgungcheon suddenly appeared and was walking out among the uninhabited men of the Namgung family who opened the way.
“It’s been a while since I’ve seen you.”
Namgungcheon, who is in fact the head of the five generations.
And he, who is also a member of the council, speaks to Mo Yong-hui, who is standing next to Mo Yong-hu.
“Moyonggaju.”
It was a voice that felt like a person dealing with the world alone.
“It’s been a while since I’ve seen you. Mother Moyong.”
An old man with a bent back appeared among the Namgungcheon and the Zhuges.
He is the man who is called the meeting jinang, and at the same time, the lord of the Zhuge family.
“Beautiful… Jegal-gak!”
Up to heaven.
“Seeing you in good health, there is no silver red suit. drag.”
Even in this dire situation, they spoke to Mo Yong-hui with ease.
“Why don’t you do something like this?”
It was Namgungcheon.
“Panga will not raise any objection to the loss of Sogaju and Mujin, and Tangga will also make it clear that this has nothing to do with their true intentions.”
He who pours out his voice in an instant.
“So, how about doing this for the rest of the time? Mother Moyong.”
All the mood has passed.
After Mo Yong-hoo, I knew.
‘You’re weak.’
Namgung and Zhuge.
They’ve been pulling themselves out of the thought that this might happen.
If Moyonga returns, throw some of the Panga and Danga as food for their wrath.
‘Be patient.’
End it there.
At the same time, the Jinshik of the Zhuge family and the force of the Namgung family, which weighed on their entire body at the same time, were even threatened.
Finally, Yonghwi Mo opens his mouth.
“However, you misunderstood.”
“I am no longer the head of Moyonga.”
Mo Yonghwi takes a step back.
“After Mo Yong-hoo, he is the only other member of the Mo Yong-ga family. It seems appropriate to discuss Moyong’s work with him.”
“If.”
Mo Yonghwi’s eyes are shining.
“If the head of Moyonga wants to move forward… !”
Mo Yong-hwi, Namgung and Mo Yong-ga are side by side, although there are many generations of Sega.
“I will proceed without hesitation.”
It was because Mo Yong-hwi, who was called the swordsman, was also a master who stood shoulder to shoulder with Namgungcheon.
Namgungcheon’s wriggling eyebrows.
“Up to this point.”
Everyone’s eyes turn to the voice they hear.
Namgungcheon looked at the owner of the voice and trembled.
“Face… .”