Chronicles of the Reincarnated Demon God - Chapter 373



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The reincarnation demon temple

Episode 373

Thunder and Marsh Formation

Among the techniques of the left-hand side, there is one that stimulates a small amount of brain energy to the heart to restart it when a heart attack occurs suddenly.

This is because the entire nervous system of the human body, from the brain to the tips of the toes, is made up of electrical impulses.

The soul of the Green Forest Fighter is also buried in a corner of the brain, in the subconscious area, so it can be awakened by stimulating it with brain energy.

I am not yet that delicate in the way I handle brain energy like yin or wind energy.

So I hit the blood clot with all my might –

‘… Blocked?’

Brain was running at full speed along the frozen Green Forest King’s meridian when it got blocked in the middle.

As if I had encountered a huge wall.

The cervical region that leads to the upper abdomen.

The entrance to the pineal gland, commonly referred to as the ‘house of the soul’ in the world of martial arts, was blocked by something!

I could only realize what it was later.

Divine power.

It was his spirit energy that came with him when Daewi Deok descended to the upper chamber of the Nokrim Towang.

『Do you really think I wouldn’t have thought of such a crude trick?』

Daewideok smiled with his fangs clearly visible.

That moment.

“!?”

I straightened my back as I felt a distinct change in the air surrounding this area.

The pure spirit of the horse had disappeared as if washed away by water. This place was filled only with the divine power of the Great Virtue.

Parts tsutsutsu… … !

Behind the bastard’s back, his true form with its icy eyes appeared for a moment like an illusion.

A figure with six faces and six arms, riding on a white water buffalo.

The face at the top was an angry red, and each one glowed yellow, blue, orange, black, white, gray, and brown, each with three eyes looking at me equally.

This world.

While he was displaying his divine powers.

It was no one else’s, it was his.

It was a divine status that the apostles and priests who had appeared before could never accomplish.

『Besides, in my eyes, your brain machine looks like nothing more than a knife that an ignorant child would play with dangerously.』

Daewideok slowly headed towards me, each of his six arms holding a different weapon. All the blades, including spears, swords, swords, and bows, were aimed at me.

『The brain energy is inherently destructive and extremely fast, so even in the Green Fields or the far west, it is a power that only the divine kings would dare to touch. However, if you treat it so recklessly like you, you will be unable to achieve anything.』

After realizing the power of Blood Lightning, I also put a lot of effort into raising it to the level of a public method.

Of course, it wasn’t that easy. Blood lightning was like a firecracker that would fly anywhere.

Originally, the Blood Lightning was my own special skill that I created by mixing the Sword Lightning of the Maracheon Sword type and the Blood Star Grand Master’s Blood Star energy. So I thought that I had to find that path as well.

That is why I wanted to extract the form from the Unsulgeomhae and Cheonma Gugeom, and also tried to tear off the Cheonryongong and Jewanggeom Gugeol from the Black King and process them in my own way.

But to Daewi Deok’s eyes, it seemed too crude.

“So there’s nothing you can do here.”

The corners of Daewi Deok’s mouth twisted coldly.

That moment.

Kwajik!!

Suddenly, the soul of the Green Forest King was crushed by the power of the Great Deok and burst.

“!!”

“I guess you have nothing more to look forward to. Just go now.”

Daewi Deok hit my chest hard with his left hand.

As the fist of the fighting king filled with divine power moved, the illusion of Daewideok also simultaneously swung its six blades in the same direction.

Kwaaaaang!!

“Ugh… … !”

I was roughly thrust backwards, groaning loudly. My vital energy was torn to shreds as my body poured into me.

While I was using the Cheongryongbanmok to boost my body’s recovery power, I grabbed the Blood Ang Sword with the Heunggongseopmul and swung the Pilegeombyeokse and Nodose.

Knock knock …

Pupupupupupupu-

The Great Deok’s Sword of the King and Blood Angel clashed in an instant for tens or hundreds of beats, and the whirlwind of the waves now destroyed even the walls of the Heavenly Palace.

Wow… Wow…

The Great Virtue was strong. As if to show why the Great Magistrate was the most aggressive of the Old Sects, he showed off a series of profound and mysterious techniques that I could never keep up with.

However, there were some parts that were a bit awkward due to the gap between the bastard’s enlightenment and the body of the Green Forest Fighter.

As time passed, the pressure on Daewideok became more and more severe as it filled up.

“You still have no intention of worshipping the main body as a god or eliminating the rewards for existing bets, right?”

Pilmaon’s expression was sullen, perhaps because he had just bluntly rejected the offer.

‘Yes. There isn’t.’

“Even though I could die like this?”

‘I don’t think I’ll die. It’s still dangerous though.’

As time passed, Daewi Deok also became more and more dangerous.

As the Kangshin period continued, the upper chamber of the Green Forest Fighter would no longer be able to withstand it and would burst. There were already parts that were overheating.

Of course, that doesn’t mean we can blindly rely on this method.

Because if I had been hit before then, it would have been all over.

And… … Even though he was strong right now, he was too strong.

“If you’re going to help me, then help me. If you’re going to say something, then don’t! Stop talking nonsense!”

Oh Gwang, who was absent-mindedly assisting with the sorcery by staying in my upper chamber, suddenly shouted.

Pilmaon looked at me with his arms crossed and a look of displeasure, then sighed.

“Ah! There’s just one more way to flatten that damn King’s nose.”

‘What is it?’

“Take my hair.”

‘Hair… right?’

What kind of nonsense is this?

“Are you crazy?”

But Oh Gwang seemed to know something.

Pilmaon spoke to me without paying any attention to me.

“Do you know why the clones of the main body are all so free-spirited? That’s because a part of the soul is contained within them.”

‘… That means.’

“You must know a lot about souls since you were successful in your past life. That’s right. It means to receive a part of the soul of the original body.”

‘!’

Pilmaon chuckled.

“Then your soul will gradually improve. As your rank increases, you will be able to use the Jisalsu much more freely, right?”

As Pilmaon said. Even if it’s just hair, if it’s someone as great as Jecheon Daeseong, even if the spirit level changes, it will be completely different.

I think we can overcome the current crisis.

but…….

Will it really end this time?

Power that comes easily is like a drug.

Next time a crisis comes, I will need Jecheon Daeseong’s hair again, and then again after that.

I don’t know that my clothes are getting wet in the drizzle, and when I look back someday, I will have become the incarnation of Jecheon Daeseong.

It meant that the god who serves was changed.

“How is it? Isn’t it okay? If you make a mistake here, you and your colleagues will all get hurt?”

The sight of Pilmaon smiling brightly… …looked somehow innocent, yet somehow filled with pure malice.

This is the true form of the Yoshin, the demon who has risen to the pinnacle of great monsters.

‘If you don’t come to your senses, you’ll get eaten.’

I felt ashamed for having treated him like a half-guy all this time.

Of course, the answer I was going to give here was set.

‘I refuse.’

“No, why on earth!”

Pilmaon, who I thought would naturally accept the offer, shuddered.

‘Well, after you get a bunch of hair, you’re planning to pretend there was no talk about the treasure later, right?’

“… You damn brat. Hey! Do you think that’ll make any difference!?”

‘We have to try to make a difference.’

Pilmaon jumped up and down in his seat, telling him to stop being stubborn and just accept it.

I projected all my thoughts into the moment before the pause.

Just as the five lights were coiled in the upper chamber, another energy was taking hold in the middle chamber.

Wangcheon-gun.

A god of thunder from ancient times who is said to have held the title of Lord of Thunder when he was young.

‘Isn’t it frustrating to have my brain working?’

「… … .」

He said that he was originally lazy and hated going outside activities.

‘Please help me just this once. If there’s anything you want, I’ll do it.’

「… … .」

There was no answer from Wangcheon-gun.

It still doesn’t work.

Well, I didn’t have high expectations anyway.

I just wanted to check if Wangcheon-gun was well-positioned and conscious before the battle.

Whenever I had free time, I had a thought while learning about Jisasu and Hwaan Geumjeong from Pilmaon.

―If I can read the other person’s mind with Hwaan Geumjeong, wouldn’t I be able to look into my own inner mind in more detail?

-If so, wouldn’t it be possible to see the spirit’s image as well?

It is difficult to read the heavenly and divine beings who are much higher in rank than me.

However, I succeeded in reading the mind of Tripitaka from Jecheon Daeseong.

If that’s the case, then it wouldn’t be difficult for them to be called spirits. After all, they were guests living in my danjeon.

In the end, I tried to read the image of Wangcheon-gun through my inner contemplation.

「!?」

Regardless of the fact that Wangcheon-gun was startled and squirmed violently, images surrounding him poured into my head in an instant.

“Wh, what the! Why are you using Hwaan Geumjeong like that, you crazy bastard!”

“Hahahahaha! I never thought of that! There’s a way like this!!”

I was experiencing a new perspective, with Philmaon’s astonishment and O-Gwang’s praise in my ears.

Hwaaaaak!

A vast wasteland.

A man stood on a dry desert.

He had his head shaved so that he couldn’t see properly, and he was reaching out his hand in a pitiful direction.

Where his gaze landed, nine men and women turned their backs on Wangcheon-gun and disappeared somewhere else.

‘Yes. If that’s what you want-‘

‘We are not needed, so we will disappear.’

‘Unlike you who was born with the qualities of a king, I am just a commoner.’

The vision returned to normal.

“…you.”

It was the first time in a long time that I was able to hear Wangcheon-gun’s voice.

There are many emotions contained in it.

Shame, anxiety, irritation, anger, regret. It was an intense emotion that I had never seen before from him, about being caught doing something he didn’t want to be caught doing.

But thanks to that, I was able to obtain a part of Wangcheon-gun.

-Thunder and Marsh Formation.

This is a construction method that appears to have been completed while Wangcheon-gun was repairing the temple while he was in Dowonhyang.

It was a variation of the old ten-part battle that he had intended to show his colleagues when he met them again someday, when they had abandoned him.

Wang Cheon-gun didn’t say anything more about it, but he felt the persistent gaze.

I answered with a grin, then used my mind to split my consciousness into small pieces and merge all the insights I had gained so far into one.

While disassembling the Heavenly Thunder Strike and Emperor Sword, I caught a glimpse of how to use the brain energy, the beginning of enlightenment I gained while activating the Thunder God Strike, and the thoughts I gained while spreading the Blood Thunder with my sword… …all mixed together, and it was born as a new Blood Thunder Strike.

Brain attack

Blood thunderbolt brain blast

Iljin Gwangpung (a storm of madness)

Pfft pfft pfft pfft!!

My entire body was instantly covered in blood light, and a strong brain energy shot into the air.

As the heated wind spread in all directions, he became a demon god who could control the wind, rain, and thunder.

Wind God and Thunder God.

Combining two attacks into one, he brings them to the sword.

Chaeaeaeaaeng!

Phew-

In the moment that Daewi Deok hesitated, unable to overcome the shockwave, the three swords of Hyeol Ang, Pa San, and Bukmyeong were thrust into the bastard’s body.

Pufferpuck!

At the same time, he stretched out his left hand and planted another bullet in the bastard’s chest.

As the magic energy seeped into him, brain energy raced along his meridians again.

『… I’m going to fall for the same trick again… W, what?』

Daewi Deok’s expression hardened as he pushed away the three swords with his divine power, instead of laughing.

“You said it, right? The brain is so strong that it’s hard to handle unless you’re a god-king.”

I smiled coldly, my fangs clearly visible.

“Then, if the brain is blocked, it means it is weak, so shouldn’t we just increase the output as much as possible?”

『!?』

“So that the divine power is destroyed.”

Kwarrrrrrrr!!

The blood thunderbolt that poured into his body instantly tore apart the divine power protecting the pineal gland and reached deep inside, striking the upper abdomen of the Green Forest Fighter King with a fierce blow.

A shock and heat so strong that it would burn the brain or render the criminal dumb.

Naturally, the supernatural powers connected to the Great Virtue were also bound to be shaken.

At that moment, I opened my mouth wider and was able to find a very small fragment of the soul of the Green Forest King remaining.

Fortunately, his soul fragments were also stimulated and began to move little by little.

I whispered as I read the images contained within.

“Accept me, King. Unlike the evil spirits who only harm you, I will guide you in the right direction.”