Nyorai (2)

 

The leader who approached them tilted his head at the question of Mu Mu.

"You look like one of us, but you're wearing a weird bulky slap ...

With a sturdy back and a slender face,

There was no need to use force, but if he just blocked the road with his face, the merchants who were passing by would come forward and offer him money.

"What do you think? Why don't you become a valiant green forester from today on?"

Mu Mu was stunned by the sudden proposal to change jobs, but he began to manage his facial expressions.

"Hahaha· If it's the call of a senior leader who is known for his bravery, this junior should follow it..."

It was a kind of improvisation that I had learned from watching Mujin.

He was going to try to do something to survive against one of the new priests, who was said to be comparable to the previous Seven Kings.

‘··· In the worst-case scenario, you should let your guard down and injure you."

It was a desperate performance, not for his own survival, but for the protection of those he was with.

"Hahahahaha! I didn't know there was such a well-spoken junior in Shaolin, which is famous for being stuck-up!"

"I've always thought Shaolin was frustrating. Brother! Oh, would it be okay if I had you as my brother from today on?"

"Uh-huh-ha-ha· It's a very poignant aura..."

They looked at each other and laughed heartily.

He was equally hideous, and he looked like a bandit brother with a grin face.

When it seemed that he had succeeded in flattering, Mu Gong asked again.

"But why did you come all the way to Hanam?"

In response to Mu Mu's question, the gunman replied with a hand that did not hold an axe, brushing his chin with a dirty black beard.

"It's obvious what we're doing, isn't it? My brother has something to do with the goods he is transporting."

“··· We don't have any items in transit· Brother·"

"Hahaha· Why are you so naïve? As long as it makes money for us, people and everything else is a thing."

“····”

"Hmph... I heard from Lian Zhu that there would be a female soldier of the Political Alliance in the carriage. Even before the establishment of the Political Alliance, a fairly capable military man who had been helping Shaolin and Tianyu Merchant in information warfare..."

Mu Gong almost swallowed his dry saliva without realizing it.

"Was the reason there was no raid for two days for the purpose of investigating the White Family?"

I had a hunch that it wouldn't be easy to get over it.

Whether or not he knew that Mu Yin's saliva was drying up, the general leader said relaxedly.

"Hmph... Doesn't it smell like money? Still, I'm going to make a good suggestion for my new brother today. If you'll pay the ransom for that female soldier, I'll let you go."

It was a very green way.

"How much can I give you?"

"Hahaha· It's good that you don't add nonsense like other stupid political bastards. Look at my brother and give him a generous pat on the back. Geumja Two Thousand Nyang· If that's enough, I'll just ignore you..."

Two thousand yuan in toll fees was an insane amount of money, but it was enough money for a thousand people and a political blind person.

The only problem was that there wasn't one right now.

"Right now, we're in a hurry to move, and we don't have enough money to do that. I'll contact you from the Upper Stream branch and get the money."

"Hmph... Augh· Do you think that makes sense? What kind of green forest in the world would believe such a word and let it go?"

"What can you do if you are in such a hurry that you don't have any money at hand?"

"Hmph... If you do, I'll give you my last indulgence. I'm going to put out a female soldier and go..."

“··· I can't."

At Mu Gung's answer, the leader adjusted the axe on his shoulder and smiled cruelly.

"You dare to refuse to drink and choose punishment ...

As the mood of the voters changed completely, the atmosphere quickly turned cold.

The Green Lindo who had accompanied the leader also began to prepare for battle, and Mu Gong and his companions also prepared for the battle with a sad face.

The gunman snorted at the sight of them trying to resist him, and asked one last question.

"It's a shame that I had to cut the throat of my brother, whom I saw for the first time today, so I'll at least give him his name..."

“··· Shaolin Disciple· It's endless..."

"Boundless· Forever . I think I've heard of it somewhere..."

The gunner's eyes tilted his head as if he were reliving his memories, and then he burst into a frenzy of bewilderment.

"Hahaha! It was you! The one who dared to impersonate our Green Forest Island on the topic of Shaolin and made a fuss in Guangxi Province!"

I wondered what kind of idiots had been deceived by Shaolin Dingzhong, but when I saw it, I thought I couldn't believe it.

The gunman who had been bursting into a frenzy suddenly stopped laughing and looked at Mu Gong with a grimly face.

Funny is funny, and he had to make himself laugh because of him.

"Apparently he was destined to die at my hands one way or another..."

The Leader spewed out a vicious murderous rage and pointed his axe at Mu Gong and his companions.

"Kill them all..."

As soon as his order fell, the greens rushed in.

Bang!!

The gunman blasted the earth into the air, then fell straight down, swinging his axe at the Warriors.

Mu Palace, who was already prepared for a fight, unfolded his height in such a way that the total number of voters was afraid to soar into the air.

The Polar Keeper spewed from his palm and flew at the Leader, but he was torn apart in vain with a swing of his axe.

An axe that tore through the kidneys of the Buddha flew in with the falling gunman, but Mu Gong flew sideways and narrowly escaped the attack.

In the first place, the Nyorai Kidney that was unfolded a while ago was not for attacking, but rather to block the opponent's view with flames.

He already knew from rumors that the gunner's skills were better than his own.

"Remnants!"

With a thud, the gunman landed on the ground and swung his axe again at Mugung, who had flung himself to the side.

Mu Gong once again unleashed a swinging bolt and dodged the axe with minimal movement, but it was not enough to completely dodge it.

Spatula!

His chest was cut lightly along with his clothes, and blood flowed out of him.

"I'll join you!"

Knowing that it would be impossible for Mu Gong to handle the total number of detachments alone, two members of the special forces hurriedly joined Mu Gong.

A middle-aged swordsman thrust his sword into the gap in his side where he had swung his axe at Mu Gong, and the man from the Tang family threw the sword as if to cover it.

However, the gunman escaped the surprise of the sword with a slight twist of his body, and swung his axe to cut out all the memorization.

As if that weren't enough, he used the momentum of his memorized movements to swing his axe at the sword that had dug into him.

The movement of the axe continued as if it were a single movement, and the swordsman did not have time to retrieve the sword and defend it.

"Hah!"

It was Mu Dou who saved the swordsman.

At close range, Mu Gong didn't unfurl his spear at the Leader, but instead shot the Pole Keeper at the Leader's axe.

The Polekeeper struck the side of the gunsmith's axe, causing it to deflect slightly, allowing the swordsman to narrowly avoid the axe with Naritagon's tricks.

After that, the battle between the gunmen and the three commandos continued.

Mu Gong and the swordsman engaged in a melee battle, attracting the attention of the generals, and the man of the Tang family covered the two of them with a memorization.

Rather than overwhelming the voters, one dangerous situation after another unfolded, where the slightest mistake could kill someone.

But the most pressing issue now was not the total voters.

Spatula ·

"Ugh..."

There are cuts and groans everywhere.

As the men were brought by the Leader, the enemies were among the top of the Green Forest.

It was almost impossible to cope with them with only the Hundred Princes' escorts.

This was because the three most skilled members of the task force were tied to the gunners.

"Honggu senior! Take a step back! Master Kang! Help the left!"

They were able to hold on only because of the Hundred Lings, who were constantly giving instructions from the chariot in the center of the town.

Even as her face turned white from the exhaustion of the long journey, she kept a cool eye on the camp and quickly made changes to the camp whenever there was even the slightest wavering in the defense.

Cutting and screaming sounds everywhere· The unpleasant sound of weapons colliding against each other· And the voice of the white singer screaming like he was vomiting blood.

Even in the midst of a near-miss battle where one small mistake can cost you your life, the sounds of them reach your ears forever.

If this continued at this rate, they would be exterminated in the end.

'Damn it! If only Mujin had been there, it wouldn't have been... If only there had been a martial priest..."

Such a thought naturally came to Mu Mu's mind, but what came after him was anger.

It was anger at myself that he was still looking for priests in this situation.

It was anger at myself for not being able to resolve this situation unlike the priests.

I've been with Mujin for nearly a decade, and I thought I'd gotten used to it.

Nope· It wasn't that I got used to it, but that I gave it up.

I couldn't keep up with them.

So he followed Sajo's advice. Slowly and steadily· I'm going to be strong in my own way.

But it was just a deception.

There was nothing he could do at the most critical moment.

The moment when the movement became rough due to anger at oneself·

The axe of the gunman who did not miss the opportunity flies towards the Eternal Palace.

At that very moment·

– Be patient·

He had heard it countless times, and now the voice of Sajo Hyedam seemed to have a scab on his ear, and it penetrated his mind.

Spatula!

At the last moment, Mu Gong managed to catch his breath and hurriedly threw himself away, narrowly avoiding being cut in two by the axe.

Of course, the cost was a wound on his forearm that oozed blood, but at least it was better than dying.

However, the emotion that came after that was still a feeling of self-deprecation and anger at oneself.

In the midst of this urgency, he was unable to govern himself.

– Be patient·

As if he had been brainwashed, he was led by the incessant voice of Hyedam and operated the inner air.

'Bloody hell· Damn· Bloody hell."

Anger flared up incessantly.

And then, as if sensing to his anger, the Keeper of the Flames in the hall seething.

Before he knew it, his anger had transcended himself and turned into anger against the world.

Why didn't the world bestow upon him a greater talent?

Why could such a heinous bandit be able to reach such a high level?

Why is the world trying to kill Sozer again, who managed to survive?

The bigger his anger became, the bigger the Keeper of the Flames, who started from his stage and ran down the blood road.

It's like a dormant volcano resuming its activity.

The Keeper of the Heat, ready to go berserk at any moment, rushed down the body of the infinity.

– Gal!

In the corner of his head, a voice of alarm rang incessantly, and the last of his reason suppressed the Heatkeeper like a rampaging wild horse.

The moment when Mu Gong managed to control the Keeper of the Heat and calm his heart, he was about to calm down.

"Gagging..."

Someone's faint moans rang into his ears.

It was a familiar voice.

It was the final moan of one of the escorts who had traveled here with him.

"Take a step back and close the gap! Cool..."

Afterwards, the sound of Bai Ga Ling, who was giving instructions, burst out coughing violently and penetrated Mu Gong's ears.

For some reason, even though I only heard the sound, I could picture the image of Bai Ling vomiting blood.

At the same time, the Thermokeeper, who had managed to calm down, began to run rampant again.

I felt my head burn with anger and my vision was shaking.

– Be patient·

In the midst of losing his reason and going on a rampage, Mu Gong followed the voice of the priest and led the Keeper of the Eight Sheep, like a blind man walking on a walking stick with a stick.

Relentlessly suppressing the Keeper of the Heat, which had already grown to the point of growing and seemed impossible to deal with.

And the moment when that condensation reaches its limit·

Bang!!

The heavy Heatkeeper roared and forcibly widened the narrowed blood canal.

A series of explosions erupted from inside his body, and he heard a tinnitus that screamed "beep", and his vision turned white.

I feel like I'm going to lose my temper right now.

– Throw away all disturbing thoughts and distractions.

Mu Gong expanded his blood like a straw and continued to condense the Keeper of the Heat Sheep as he rushed forward.

And the moment when the Keeper of the Heat and the Infinite Patience reached the limit while running through the narrow blood road.

Bang!!!

Boundless condensed anger was trapped in the palm of her hand and unleashed into the world.