Grand Duke of Murim - Chapter 544
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Grand Duke of Murim (544)
Double
bang!
Lopan shouted as if screaming and hit the stone wall behind the wide, then thrust his head towards him.
“You, who were chosen from birth because you belong to the royal family, and whose birth itself was a blessing, how can you even imagine our pain?”
Ropan’s expression as he ground his teeth was so fearful that he didn’t dare to face him, but Wide looked at him calmly, no, gloomily.
Ropan frowned slightly, probably annoyed by Wide’s sad face, and scratched the wall with his hands.
Patter-
The stone wall, which was harder than marble, could not withstand Lopan’s pointing and fell.
“Have you tried subsisting on rats? When there weren’t even rats, they ate cockroaches. “The only drinking water was purified water, and the stench coming from urine and feces was so familiar that it was unpleasant.”
Lopan raised the corners of his mouth as he reflected on the extremely miserable life in the cave.
“It’s easy to say, but what can you do with your mouth? But it’s different. “Unless you really live that life, you can never even imagine it.”
Lopan took his hand off the wall and stared at Wide quietly.
“How do you think I created this space?”
This space could be called a twisted abyss.
“I have yet to meet the Creator. Do you understand what I mean? Of course, it would be normal for me not to know how to create the primordial chaos that is the space of the creator.”
Of course. Prima Materia is the first element that created the chaos before God created the world.
Therefore, in order to create this, one must at least communicate with God or the creator of this world.
“Do you know what biological experiments Thorionia conducted on Tozilancha, the national military unit?”
I do not know. That’s because it wasn’t stated in the national records that Elisheba handed over.
“That’s what it meant: separating the human spirit from the body by inflicting extreme pain.”
‘omg!’
This was so unexpected that Wide’s face turned blue.
“Isn’t it amazing? So did I. “It was excessively evil for an experiment performed on one’s country’s elite.”
Why did the Thorionian government try to separate the mind from the human body?
“Of course, it was to take a peek into the space of God, or the one who created this world. So, I tried to deal with Pantheon’s non-casting magic, Ki Wave.”
Jung-pal, a monk, visited the Pantheon a hundred years ago carrying a sutra and a mirror. He acquired the advanced culture of Gomer through two books and returned to the central plains.
A few years later, Zhongpal, a monk, founded a country called Ming.
“To the authors, it may have been King Taejo, but it was a country that our ancestors would have founded if only Haengja Jungpal had not existed. “If only the pilgrim had not set foot on the land of Gomer.”
Lo Pan, whose fists were shaking, glanced sideways at Zhou Ruoran.
“Torionia was also a victim of the evildoer. “The combination of internal energy and mana through the three-dimensional mirror and the reverse mirror was contrary to Gomer’s unique magic.”
The impact on two cultures that have never interacted with each other when they suddenly connect.
It is usually a catastrophe.
“No matter what, how can they conduct an experiment like that on their country’s elite knights?”
Ropan frowned and continued speaking.
“No matter what, how can you not only oppress the religion that raised your ancestors, but even think of cutting off the lineage?”
Ropan gave a long speech as if giving a lecture, but Wide did not show any response.
Because the past history of Jungwon and Gomer, which he had already figured out, did not attract his attention.
What Wide wants to know is… … .
“Oh, I’m speechless. Therefore, the Torionian government injected the strongest poison ever, a combination of hot and cold poison, into Tozilancha, the national military police garrison.”
Let’s sneak into the creator’s courtyard and create Prima Materia. If we can only create Prima Materia, wouldn’t we be able to eventually create the Philosopher’s Stone?
Due to the evil hopes of the Thorionian government, Tozilancha groaned in excruciating pain and died one by one.
But none of them had their minds separated from their bodies.
“Except for my first teacher.”
“So, does that mean that Roberto Comvete’s mind was separated from his body?”
When the surprised Wide asked, a smile appeared on Ropan’s lips as if he liked his reaction.
“You mean this? “He was a person who had the mental power to sublimate even pain into a desire for revenge.”
The problem is the rest of my life.
Although he succeeded in separating the mind from the body, Roberto Comvete despaired because he could not take revenge or do anything without the body.
Because his body was a dying flame.
“At that time, my teacher and my brother and sister met. To Him, we are a spark… … .”
Ropan opened his mouth as if making a joke.
“It was a double role.”
Unable to take revenge against the nation of Torionia with his rotting body, Roberto Comvete taught the last descendant of Hansan-dong’s descendants.
But soon he hit a wall.
Although it was possible to learn Commando Krav Maga and other martial arts and magic, it was not possible to show children the scenes witnessed by the spirit separated from the body.
“It was possible to take down a group of knights with Commando Krav Maga, but how could you take on a nation?”
In the end, Roberto Comvete, who sensed that the keyword and focus of revenge was the space seen by the mind separated from the body, made a terrible decision.
That’s it… … .
“Master fed us his own blood and flesh.”
Cannibalism has existed since ancient times.
The purpose of cannibalism is not due to food issues, but has a political intention to instill fear in the other person and a magical meaning of absorbing the spirit of another person.
“Of course, eating the teacher’s blood and flesh did not allow me to share the places he had glimpsed.”
“You… … “We got there.”
The reason why Roberto Comvete fed his blood and flesh to the last descendant of Hansan-dong!
The intention was to gradually induce the brother and sister to feel the same pain as themselves, to separate their minds from their bodies and witness the Creator’s inner courtyard!
“Surely you ate your sister’s share by yourself? Is that it?”
“Does it matter to nothing? Ultimately, the point is that I created this place by separating my mind from my body.”
Was the reason he ate his sister’s share instead out of revenge, or was it out of pity for his younger brother?
Anyway, Lopan sacrificed himself and eventually succeeded in reaching the Creator’s Courtyard.
“The space created by the teacher’s blood and flesh is right here, the chaos of the beginning.”
An even more terrible past lurks behind the terrible truth.
This place was the result of Roberto Comvete’s blood and flesh.
“Dark Brun thought I created Prima Materia through alchemy. So, even though he was more than twice my age, he decided to become my disciple.”
However, because Ropan did not create the primordial chaos through alchemy, Dark Brun could not create Prima Materia, let alone refine it.
“Of course. “How could a lower class of mankind, who has never even seen the Creator’s courtyard, dare to refine Prima Materia?”
Lopan, who was looking for a way to separate and refine the four elements from Prima Materia while referring to Darkbrun’s failure record, eventually came up with a hypothesis.
It was polarity cloning, or polar replication.
“The gateway I experienced was not my trauma, but your memories that I wanted to seal.”
This is a space created by Ropan. Of course, the thoughts within it have to be his.
“Assimilation, doubt, and guilt. “It was all your experiences and emotions that you kept hidden because you didn’t want to remember them.”
Lopan, who was watching Wide pointing at him, raised his shoulder and lowered it.
“Does not matter. Either you glimpsed my memory or you overcame it. “Because at this moment, it doesn’t matter at all.”
When Lopan, with his arms outstretched, raised his head, his head rose like a lion’s mane.
“Now let’s complete the final refinement.”
Ugh-
Lo Pan, who had previously absorbed energy little by little out of consideration for the wide, put in his best effort.
“Ugh!”
Wide falls down holding his head.
“no.”
The blonde Deadria was forcibly removed from Ma Hyeopfeng.
“No one can stop me!”
bang!
Before Lo Pan could finish shouting, a bolt of lightning fell, inflicting casualties on the elites of the central military governor once again, and Zhou Ruoran turned the small fire flag.
“Die, demon!”
bang! bang!
As the royal family, who was the princess of Jang, struggled, the warriors of Jeong and Pae, who were tired of Lopan’s overwhelming power and could not dare to attack, looked at each other.
“What are we doing when the Three Priests of the Central Plains and the Three Priests of Gomer are fighting so hard?”
As Danyemo flew in with his lion’s hooves, Daecheonung turned his spear like a windmill.
“I’m coming too, Ambassador!”
Zen Master Hyemun and Heeseon-Sae quietly expressed their displeasure as they watched the two people forcibly lifting up their courage that had sunk to the bottom.
“It’s Seonjae, Seonjae.”
“They really have Buddha nature.”
The two old monks, who had made up their minds, joined hands and flew into the air.
“Are you ready?”
“You’ve lived long enough, Namu Gwan-see-eum.”
In response to Zen Master Hyemun’s question, Heeseonsajeong smiled as if he were looking at a person like Yeomhwa.
As the two old monks crossed their legs in a strange position in the air, Musangshinni stretched out his hand.
“It’s not possible! No!”
The two old monks, who were smiling brightly as they looked down at the young nun who was shouting at the top of their lungs, extended their joined palms to each other.
T-uh!
The two old monks, who pushed each other away, flew toward Ma Hyeoppung and Master Hyemun flew toward Wide, spinning around in the air.
“what?”
Even before Lopan could look away, the old monks who had both hands on their backs widened their eyes.
“Open your eyes for a moment, Siju!”
Hee-seon Sae-sae conveys his strength to Ma Hyeop-pung and shouts.
“Prajnaparamita (般若波羅蜜).”
Without losing his humorous smile until the end, Master Hyemun handed over all his power to Wide.
“You crazy old bastards!”
When Ropan Gori opened his eyes, a thunderbolt fell on the two old monks.
“no!”
When the two old monks lost their lives without even being able to scream in despair, Musangshinni drew his sword.
At this time… … .
[grandee. grandee.]