Chapter 210: Mita (12)

Chapter 210: Mita (12)

There were brilliantly shining gold patterns on the pitch-black ground. It seemed like someone had done them with extreme care.

As the God of Cataclysm looked at it, Seol Young was also looking at this.

It was the first time he had seen such an incantation be made.

Was that why?

As if the incantation had life, it was moving on its own. In the darkness, it began to stretch out, and then it suddenly exerted a powerful binding force and grabbed the God of Cataclysm.

How did this happen?

He was about to figure out what itthis was through this vision. Then the qi from the sorcery turned into a golden mandala.

It meshed perfectly with the dark mandala of theGod of Cataclysm.

Seol Young analyzed the form of the technique.

Cloning? Imitation? Or is it both?

That was the secret.

One couldnt go beyond oneself. And the same went for Mita.

The technique would surely subdue the target, so no matter how strong the target was, they would be bound.

If the soul is sacrificed, then it would surely work.

Once it was captured like this, the God of Cataclysm must have felt a huge blow. She was dragged right into the coffin.

The two energies collided, and the space distorted.

And in this chaos, the God of Cataclysm found golden eyes staring at her. And the next moment, the opponent grabbed her.

It wasnt in her nature to be trapped or confined to a place, so she incessantly tried to move.

And she tried to get out again.

However, she had already been trapped in the body of someone else, and she tried to tear the body apart and leave, but the chains of the spell tightly bound her.

The existence went back to being normal and bound to a body. So Seol Young was able to get a sense of how she changed after this.

First of all, the terrible pain of being bound to someone. For a foreign being like it, the pain must be nothing.

But the feeling of dying must be new.

And it didnt seem to like this feeling very much. It was a situation that made it feel something.

It tried to get out, but nothing worked.Follow current novels on novelb((in).(com)

And the body that imprisoned it reached out, and the lid of the coffin was closed.

Next, it was just pitch-black.

In the darkness, certain sensations became more vivid. Soon, the feelings of the body that it had been confined to halted. It was awful.

Dont like it!

Seol Young hurriedly got out of there and opened his eyes.

He broke out in a cold sweat all over his body. His heart thumped as if it would come out.

I just saw the Die Together circle.

He couldnt believe it, but it was true. At one time, he thought it was a forbidden thing.

However, Zaha also said that after using it once, he couldnt use it again. Among the high-level incantations, there were such things. Because it was a secret and forbidden one, once used, the caster could never do it again.

He wanted to study it and read the book about it, but Zaha said he burned that too. He said that such a secret art shouldnt fall into the hands of others.

So he couldnt see it again, but unexpectedly, he was able to see how the technique was implemented through the memories left in the soul of the God of Cataclysm. It stayed in its mind from start to end.

Then did it happen?

Seol Young tried to draw the same technique he had seen with his finger. Even before he ended it, he could already feel a strong vibration around his fingertips. The lines stretched out in the air as if they came to life.

It works!

Seol Young stopped his hands in surprise. The flow of energy that was about to form in the air was quickly stirred and scattered.

I finally obtained the method to do it.

His heart pounded again. It was a very powerful sorcery spell, yet simple at the same time. It didnt need spiritual qi or knowledge. All it needed was a soul. And there was no need to use qi because it lived on its own.

I can simply use it.

He couldnt stop thinking about it. As Zaha said, it was unlikely that the God of Cataclysm would fall under the same thing twice, but they had her remains.

They could use the bone ashes to summon her, and after that, they could use the Great Mother to stop her from leaving and use this technique too.

And then he suddenly realized it,

What is this?

Seol Young shook his head.

Zaha ordered.

Now, Mu Won-rang. Quickly destroy the stomach of that thing. Do not use your spirit sword.

?

Mu Won was doubtful, and Seol Young, too.

He knew that he shouldnt use his spirit sword, but he wanted him to destroy a statues stomach without anything?

At that moment, Mu Won turned to the hostages and then firmly decided,

Yes.

Mu Won went to his Hwarangs and ordered them.

Everyone seemed shocked. But they immediately put away their swords and raised spiritual qi on their hands.

The next moment

Now!

With Mu Wons orders, a round ray of light shone from the hands of the Hwarangs, making Seol Young shocked.

Isnt that the Fallen Thunderbolt?

It was the technique of the Black Tortoise Troops that had been discarded after being brought down by the Ghost Demon King. The same technique shone in purple and hit the stomach of the statue.

There was a roar as the trees broke down. And the statue was split from the stomach. Its eyes shone brightly, and its body stiffened.

The spiritual energy of the Black Tortoises wrapped around the fragments of the trees so it wouldnt bounce around.

And at the same time, two Hwarangs moved to rescue the hostages and land them safely. Behind them, the statue split into two, and collapsed on the ground.

Monk Hae Won! Monk Hae Jong!

The members of the temple went running.

Thank you! Thank you!

The sound of crying and greeting filled the place, but Seol Young didnt care about all of that.

Did they just use the Fallen Thunderbolt? That easily?

Judging from how they looked surprised at the order, they must have abandoned the technique, but they still used it to save the hostages.

Because what mattered most was saving their lives.

Then Zaha turned around, showing a mischievous smile to Mu Won.

Ah, I need to find it.

He dug through the broken trees and found a black cloth. And without opening it, he set it on fire.

Seol Young turned his head away from the black smoke.

But then.

Inside the large palm of the Four Heavenly Kings that had fallen to the ground, he saw something shiny.

He went there and picked it up.

It was a small drop engraved with the shape of the moon. It was bruised and clotted with blood.

Moon Bell.

What?

Seol Young stared at it, but Zaha went and took it away before he even realized his presence, and after seeing what it was, his face changed.

He had to know this. The Moon Bell was the same as the one that Zaha had taken out and shown him. It was a righteous weapon.

Why was it in the hands of this statue?

It must be because the senior who tried to save the hostages eight years ago belonged to the Sun and Moon Troops.

One of the tools that were used at that time must have been lost through an inexplicable process, and has only reappeared now.

Like an evil gift.

The more the opponent did this, the clearer Seol Youngs mind became.

Was it aware that it would cause confusion?

Give that here.

Seol Young took it back from Zaha. But at that moment, a thought crossed his head.

Wait I am sure.

This reminded him of something. The words that Zaha had said.

Right. Right. How the hell did I forget that?

At the end of the path, it seemed like dawn had finally shone.