The Grand Mudang Saga [Path of the Shaman]

Episode 82

“Such a demon king already!”

“…”

Jinmu made a puzzled expression at Cheongsang’s words.

Perhaps he was convinced that the demon king was coming after seeing the goose bumps on his arm.

…Ogiya will come.

Since we attacked their base, it was only natural that we would launch an all-out war. However, I couldn’t figure out the identity of the anxiety, so I had no words to explain.

Was it because of that hesitation?

“It is a big deal. We will prepare to fight first.”

“Um, yes. Do it just in case.”

“yes! Sasuk.”

After thinking about it for a while, Jinmu nodded and agreed, and Cheongsang replied resolutely.

Since ancient times, it was said that there is no harm in return, so what would be the bad thing to prepare in advance?

“It’s the Demon King. The Demon King is coming! Let’s get ready to defend the seal as soon as possible!”

“yes!”

Momentum was high due to the blue award giving instructions, the enemy answering, or the victory.

The only thing I could do was defend Wudang Mountain the whole time, but I was so excited to win the battle.

Perhaps that is why the response was very quick.

Jeoksaeng took a quick look at his surroundings and immediately came up with an appropriate defensive line in his mind.

You can’t rely on Jinmu all the time.

He annihilated the gyusa that invaded Mt. Wudang, raised the lack of power through the branch of the divine tree, and succeeded in Lee Jei’s strategy by subjugating the comer and many demons.

Wasn’t this possible because everyone had Jinmu?

Thanks to this, one of the passages through which the demons came and went was completely sealed.

But that alone isn’t enough. You need to purify the muddy earth by letting the divine power stay around the sealing stone. Until then, we must protect this place.

I still have no choice but to rely on the strength of Jinmu, but how could I entrust everything to him?

Even Jinmura must have a limit to his power. Even though the demon king entrusted it to him, they had to do the rest with their own efforts.

“Listen, everyone!”

“…”

Jeoksaeng shouted loudly at the spirits who were immersed in the joy of victory.

“Sappaeo…. no, the four of you, complete the Eight Trigrams (八卦) in charge of the four sides of the seal, between the four sides of the seal’s east, west, south, and north, and So Dong-bo, the emperor of the blue sky and the emperor. The rest of the spirits spread sixty-four squares on the outskirts of the palgwae to block it. Hurry up and move!”

“yes!”

The name of the Jeoksaeng was abstract, and everyone formed a camp without talking.

However, there was no sign that Jinmu’s frowned eyes would open.

Is Jin clumsy? no.

Jeoksaeng’s performance of the Palgwaejin was a very good decision.

Even if demon lords come, they will not all descend through one place. no i won’t How strong are their pride….

It’s clear that they will come through different channels and they don’t know their existence or skills, so they won’t attack together.

different pathways. They’ll probably come sequentially, starting with those closest to them.

The palgwaejin was composed of the spirits, and on the outskirts of it, the enslavement and demons subordinated to the three streams were laid, so it must be quite solid. Even if they attacked in groups from the other side, it would not be easily penetrated.

In the meantime, it would be enough if Cheongsang and Baekpyo stirred left and right, and then dug deep and plucked the devil’s neck.

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Didn’t you already check the fact that at least one would not be as good as a bowl of breakfast while fighting with Kyusa Hyeopbi? In the meantime, Myung-jin asked Heaven for help and received support, so the fight is about to get easier in the future.

In my mind, I wanted to subjugate all the demon kings with a trickle and hit the back of the head of the ghost, but perhaps because it was cheap, there was a limit to the power I had. Only one authority can be used , and even one enslaver needs to be stabbed three or four times to maintain its subordination.

It is said that it takes quite a while to achieve awakening.

In other words, it means that if the demon kings annihilate the tribes that appear, they can buy that much time.

In the meantime, if we destroy the grounds of the demon lords who have settled in the Human World, seal the passage, and drive out the demons, we will be able to bring victory to this war.

But… is this goosebumps caused by the real devil?

When I met Hyeopbi, when I met Gyoma, when I met Honcheon and Wooyung… No, I didn’t feel this way when I met Gwimo.

“Four sasuk!”

“…?”

When the nervous Cheongsang pointed somewhere with his finger and shouted, Jinmu turned his head.

the sky is red

The sun did not set, but the fire on the ground colored the sky.

A swarm of demons approaching, filling the earth with flames.

As the mountains that stood in their way were dried up by the flames and crumbled like grains of sand, the surroundings turned into plains. The sound of footsteps shook the earth’s axis, and the vibration was felt until the beginning.

and before that.

…The Demon King has come.

On top of a four-wheeled vehicle led by eight demons running in the swirling flames, a demon lord I had never seen before was wearing a relaxed expression.

It’s the first face you see

The others have already met on the edge, and there are only two whose faces I do not know. Hwagenok’s Sata and Balseolok’s instrument.

Among them, if you have a terrible firearm, you must be the owner of the fire pit of hell and the master of karma.

It was probably the first thing I came to because my place was attacked. That burning face, looking so angry, must be for that reason.

Hyeobbi said that he was endowed with the power of Hwaryeong (Fire Spirit).

Everything he touches turns to ashes, and the air boils with his exhaled breath… The power of hellfire.

As the name suggests, the ground sizzled at the approach of the lorry, and steam gushed out from everywhere, covering it like fog.

“Whoop whoop…”

“…”

Even though there was still a long way before the freight car arrived, the spirits began to breathe heavily with reddened faces. The heat made breathing difficult.

Seeing that the demons subordinated to him and guarding the outermost part melted away while crying out in pain before even fighting, the concentration of firearms seemed to be enormous.

But at least that’s how the demon lord is.

To Jinmu, who had the experience of almost being burned by the flames spewed out by Zukyong, Sata’s heat was only felt at the level of warm sunlight on a spring day. Even if he did damage his vassal, he wouldn’t be an opponent.

The problem is these goose bumps.

Why?

“Stop!”

With Sata’s shout, the demon army stopped at a distance from the Palgwajin.

“…?”

And for some reason, Sata, who jumped up from the hwacha, looked closely at the person standing with Jinmu.

“Tongue bitch?”

Soon he muttered in disbelief.

It was just absurd.

I had already heard and knew that the attack on my site was an invasion, but those hazy eyes

…

I couldn’t see it wrong. Those gray-white eyes are a symptom of those who have been encroached upon by the power of Seryu, the magic tool of Park Pi-okju.

But how?

Who can freely use the power of the three streams imbued with the power of the demon?

“Who the hell…”

“It’s me, you bastard.”

“…!”

As questions piled up in my head, Sata’s eyes widened at the sound of a voice from beside him.

The man sitting in the wagon and frowning was definitely the one standing next to Hyeobbi.

But how? Didn’t you see it move or feel it move? What’s more…

Sata looked at Jinmu with wary eyes.

Why are you so fine?

The flames of the wagon, which would burn anything created by its authority, could not reach Jinmu at all.

“Hmm, that’s strange… I think the goosebumps aren’t because of you?”

“…what?”

Sata asked in surprise, but Jinmu only looked at his forearm, as if he had no intention of answering.

“Then what kind of guy are you?”

I came here because I was so curious… but it’s definitely not this guy.

It felt like something a little more essential.

“Damn it, is the real ghost coming? Is that so?”

“….”

“You ask, is your mother coming?”

“…nothing like that.”

“No?”

“….”

Sata, who unconsciously replied as Jinmu rolled his eyes, realized belatedly that he was rude and kept his mouth shut.

“If you’re not a goddamn mother-in-law, then what is it?”

“…”

Sata knew clearly from Jinmu’s leisurely appearance, which was distracted by other things even with the demon king himself in front of him.

The one who killed Kyu-sa and the one who subjugated Hyeobbi… that’s this guy.

“Who are you?”

“me?”

“…”

“Jimmu.”

“Jin… what?”

Sata’s eyes went from surprise to surprise.

What is Jinmura?

I’ve never seen him, but he must have died?

“I answered the question, but this guy and that guy have the same reaction.”

“…”

“But should I say that this is fortunate? If you see something you don’t know, it’s probably saying that your mother doesn’t know yet.”

As long as the reason for the goosebumps wasn’t because of the coming of the ghost, it doesn’t matter. You should take care of urgent guests first.

Judging by the situation, it seemed that if I left it alone, all the children I had worked so hard to subordinate would burn.

Jinmu asked Sata with a grin, baring his fangs.

“By the way… did you come alone?”

“…?”

“Looking at that expression, it seems right. If the two of you had come, it wouldn’t have been lonely.”

Sata’s face was viciously distorted as he shook his head gently as if feeling sorry for himself and draped a branch of the sacred tree over his chin and shoulder.

“I will ask you just in case. I also have a procedure.”

“A procedure?”

“uh. It’s a very important procedure that determines whether you die or not. So think carefully and decide.”

“…”

“If you go back to the ground now, you’ll get some heat, but I’ll let you go quietly.”

What… are you giving yourself a chance to step down now? As the strong take care of the weak?

“You’re crazy.”

“Hoo? Is that a refusal?”

“…”

“That’s it. Actually, I wanted you to.”

Jinmu smirked and raised the twig that was slung over his shoulder and aimed it at Sata.

“…branch?”

In front of the power of Hwaryeong that you have? It’s just…

“What a madman!”

Roaring!

At Sata’s rage at being teased, the flames engulfed the wagon and roared as if reaching the sky.

“It is quite hot. But is this too disappointing?”

“…”

Despite the inferno that Sata spewed out, Jinmu continued to dig through the flames without losing his composure.

With branches…

Of course, even in the flames, the branches remained intact.

“Sata.”

“…?”

“Why don’t you release the vassal in advance? Let’s not waste our time fighting anyway.”

“…”

“You don’t have to look at me like that. I learned deeply about being considerate under a good teacher.”

Continuing to stir the tree branch, Jinmu started provocation in earnest. It was to find out the strength in preparation for the next fight.

According to the words of Gyo-ma, who died at his own hands a long time ago, Hyeopbi was said to be the weakest among the demon kings. And he was really weak.

Honcheon and Wooyong, whom I met for a while, couldn’t measure their strength, and the young guardian spirit was so strong that I didn’t even think about rubbing it.

That’s why I’m trying to check it through sata. How much will Honcheon and Wuyong’s power to appear in the future, and how much will their own power be?

“me… I will make you regret provoking me.”

“…I’ll figure it out on my own, so don’t worry about it.”

The color of the flames began to change as Sata gnashed his teeth at Jinmu’s mockery and released the vassal.

The red color faded and became white before we knew it.

His body began to glow in a deep blue color with the heat so intense that Jongnae Jinmu had to step back.

[Fire demons, go, burn them all!]

Demons armed with flames spread toward the Palgwaejin guarding the seal at the words of Sata, who broke the vassal and revealed his true self.

“It’s very hot.”

Jinmu’s impression was just that.

Anyway, I’ll finish it ASAP.

It would be difficult if my children were even burned by the flames of the fire.