Call Of The Spear [EN]: Chapter 14

Mountain Lord ground his teeth, noticing the attention focused on him.

“You’ve been had. What will you do?”

Now that things had come to this, even if he ran, they would chase the Mountain Lord of Mount Baek.

If it were just them, it wouldn’t matter, but if they returned to the Wudang Sect [a major Daoist sect], other Daoist masters at the level of Dao Immortals would search Mount Baek as if combing through it, and they would surely find the Mountain Lord using tracking techniques.

He could avoid the pursuit by leaving this area far behind, but the Mountain Lord was worried about the spiritual creatures with stories and the hidden spirit herbs he had left behind on Mount Baek.

The best thing to do would be to rush straight back to Mount Baek and recover the spiritual creatures and spirit herbs.

“Mountain Lord!”

When the Mountain Lord remained blank, Hwaran shouted. He took a deep breath and snorted.

“Returning to Mount Baek right now and running away is also an option.”

“But, thinking about the bastards who would benefit from that makes my insides twist and gives me heartburn!”

That’s right.

If the Mountain Lord ran away, that wouldn’t be bad for those guys called Usura either.

If their forces were scattered, they could more easily steal the treasure they were looking for, and Udan of Udun Mountain would benefit from that.

It was a scheme that showed just how much they looked down on the Mountain Lord.

[They have seriously misjudged me, the Mountain Lord.]

The Mountain Lord may be a tiger who likes to protect himself, but if he gets caught in a trap, he is also a tiger who must bite and kill the one who set the trap to be satisfied.

If that is unavoidable, shouldn’t he at least make the trap unusable to feel better?

[Hwaran. I will have to face a Dao Immortal.]

Swish.

Hwaran, who had emerged from the Mountain Lord’s body, revealed his form and narrowed his brows.

“Are you going to use the Nine Rings Blade?”

It was clear that it was a treasure that would surely increase the Mountain Lord’s chances of winning if used.

However, even if he could grab the Nine Rings Blade with his tail, it didn’t mean he could fight with it. If he didn’t use it properly, it would only hold him back.

[Forget it. I haven’t even figured out what kind of divine power it has, and I can’t even hold it in my hand, so what can I do with it?]

The Mountain Lord, who had been opening and closing his front paws and sighing for a moment, revealed himself from the bushes and moved his mouth.

Then Hwaran’s face became subtle, and he closed his mouth tightly.

The Mountain Lord nodded and roared loudly.

Kuaaaaaaang!

The escort, who was fighting with the spiritual creatures, shuddered at the roar that seemed to shake the heavens and the earth. The spiritual creatures, thinking it was a good opportunity, rammed their bodies into them and began to use their divine powers.

The wild boar spiritual creatures have been strong since ancient times.

Their divine power was focused on great vitality and strong strength.

The Usura borrowed divine power to increase their size and didn’t care even if blades were stuck in their bodies, so they were truly a death-defying army.

The Mountain Lord ground his teeth as he watched those who fought well.

He wondered what kind of dog-like suffering this was because of those damn bastards.

But even so, he slowly walked towards the place the escort was desperately protecting.

Then, a figure wearing a bamboo hat and fluttering in a Daoist robe came out of the carriage. He slightly lifted his bamboo hat and scanned the surroundings, and when he made eye contact with the Mountain Lord, a strange light flashed.

“There’s no need for you to step in, Daoist Master!”

One of the Sword Immortals, who was wrestling with a wild boar, shouted with a pale face.

It showed that their relationship with the Daoist was not very good, but the Mountain Lord was too busy swallowing his saliva as he felt the Daoist’s pure spiritual energy.

‘Different from the Blood Cat Hermit.’

It’s not for nothing that Daoists are called Daoists.

They have their own resolution and skills through their own enlightenment.

If a spiritual beast uses divine power in a haphazard way, a Daoist systematically learns the skills created by his predecessors and maximizes his divine power by wielding them.

Not only are they skilled in talisman magic, but their own martial power also surpasses that of Sword Immortals, so they are by no means easy to deal with.

‘Let’s think simply. It’s the same as with the Blood Cat Hermit. I just need to buy time.’

At that time, the Daoist fluttered his long robe and took out a hand bell from his sleeve.

It looked like a treasure with several bells and long white and blue cloths attached to the handle.

‘A treasure?’

Clang!

Before the Mountain Lord could avoid it, the Daoist shook the bell.

As the clear sound spread widely in the space that resembled a battlefield, the movements of the rampaging spiritual beasts froze for a moment.

‘Sonic attack!’

For a moment, he felt dizzy and his ears went numb, and soon blood flowed out.

The Sword Immortals, who were not harmed by the Daoist’s sonic attack, became emboldened and slaughtered the Usura whose movements had stopped.

The Usura, who were like berserkers who did not fall easily, had their legs and necks cut off by their attacks and could no longer withstand it and collapsed.

Although their number was not large, the tide of the battle had changed due to one Daoist, so the Mountain Lord’s fur was standing on end.

However, the Daoist wearing the bamboo hat did not seem to end it there, and took out a talisman from his chest and moved his mouth.

Then he threw the talisman high into the sky.

As soon as he saw it, the Mountain Lord, who recalled a phrase from the Sanhaebalsango [Classic text about mythical creatures], flew like an arrow.

[As the Daoist sends a talisman dyed with green, all the monsters on the ground are skewered and die.]

Peeing!

In an instant, green light spread from the talisman that had been sent flying, and suddenly tree roots sprouted from the air and rushed like spears!

Sounds of bursting drums were heard simultaneously in several places, and screams of the Usura were rampant.

[Kuaaaaak!!]

[F, for the Mountain Lord…….]

‘These damn bastards until the end……!’

The Mountain Lord, who had saved his life with a moment’s judgment, ground his teeth.

In fact, the talisman itself was not that great. If he had known, it would not have been difficult to avoid.

However, the vicious method of first sealing his movements with the hand bell and then using the talisman made him sweat.

‘He’s not a novice. He’s an experienced Daoist.’

No matter how great a Daoist is, there is bound to be a difference between a Daoist who has only trained and a Daoist with a lot of experience.

If it were a novice Dao Immortal, he might be able to cut his throat while he was flustered, but the Daoist in front of the Mountain Lord did not show even a hint of a gap.

“I heard you were the leader of the monsters, and it seems that wasn’t a lie. You’re no ordinary guy.”

There were a few spiritual creatures besides the Mountain Lord who avoided the Daoist’s attack, but the Mountain Lord was the only one who avoided it completely.

Because of that, ironically, he caught the Daoist’s eye.

The Mountain Lord moistened his dry nose with his tongue.

If there was any good news, it was that he had figured out the guy’s main divine power with the current talisman magic.

‘The energy of wood.’

The talisman magic he showed had the energy of wood, so it couldn’t be bad for the Mountain Lord. He handles fire attribute, so it was the opposite of him.

Moreover, the very act of using talismans was to conserve the spiritual power he possessed.

Just as the Mountain Lord’s spiritual power runs out after using the Blue Flame Tiger Claw once, the Dao Immortal’s spiritual power is not infinite either. Rather, the amount of spiritual power they possess to use divine powers is smaller than that of spiritual beasts!

So, they use talismans that have been injected with spiritual power in advance.

“If you weren’t a monster, I would have subdued you and used you as a Subduing Beast… Tsk tsk, what a pity.”

The Dao Immortal, who slightly lifted his bamboo hat and looked at the Mountain Lord, clicked his tongue and regretted it.

The Mountain Lord’s eyes flashed at the absurd words, but the nameless Dao Immortal did not see it.

No, he may have seen it and ignored it.

The Dao Immortal took out another talisman from his chest and moved his mouth, chanting the resolution.

As an unusual wood attribute spiritual power was injected into the talisman, the talisman dyed with green fluttered as if it would come to life at any moment.

The Mountain Lord also gritted his teeth and stirred up his spiritual power. Judging from the way he was doing it, it seemed like he was trying to end it with that one blow.

As the Daoist’s spiritual power rushed in like a tide through the talisman, the green spiritual power from the talisman wavered and rose like a haze.

If he could block that, since he was pouring out a vast amount of spiritual power, the Mountain Lord would have a chance.

“Try receiving this! Wood God Dagger Rain (木申匕小)!”

The Dao Immortal sent the talisman flying.

The talisman, shining with green light, fluttered towards the sky and stopped as if it had been blocked by a wall!

Crack crack!

Then it began to crumple on its own.

‘What is it?’

When the Mountain Lord was wondering.

Bang! The crumpled talisman unfolded again and emitted a dazzling light.

“Hap!”

The Mountain Lord’s body moved quickly, sensing something along with the Daoist’s shout.

Kwakwakwakwang!!

‘Crazy!’

Wasn’t it that stakes the size of a child’s forearm were shooting out of the talisman like waves!

The Mountain Lord was shocked by the Wood Rain (木雨) that poured out dozens at a time, not just one or two, and ran away with his tail between his legs.

“Do you think you can escape from this seat’s Wood God Dagger Rain!”

The Wood God Dagger Rain, which could even change direction, rushed towards the Mountain Lord, who was zigzagging around.

The power contained in each one was so great that the ground was overturned and explosions shook as soon as they touched the ground.

The Mountain Lord zigzagged around, appearing in the east and west, and brushed past the Usura and Sword Immortals who were fighting nearby.

Kwagagakwang!

Uiiiiiiik!

“Ugh!!”

The screams of wild boars and humans erupted at the same time.

The Daoist, who did not know that his Wood God Dagger Rain would be used like that, bit his lip and poured out even more spiritual power.

Then the number of stakes called Wood God Dagger Rain coming out of the talisman increased, and the Daoist’s face began to turn pale.

The Mountain Lord was pleased to realize that the Daoist’s spiritual power was running out, but.

Clang!

When the Daoist shook the hand bell again, the Mountain Lord’s eyes widened and his face crumpled.

The Mountain Lord, who did not have any treasures, had no way to block the guy’s sonic attack.

‘I can’t avoid it!’

The Mountain Lord’s body was huge, and it was natural that the bigger the target, the easier it was to hit.

The Wood God Dagger Rain, which did not know his speed and was only resentful, broke the ground and rushed at the Mountain Lord, whose movements had become dull.

‘Damn it!’

Kwakwakwakwang!!

The faint sound of flesh tearing.

Clods of earth scattered and clouds of dust bloomed.

“Hoo.”

As the explosions subsided, the cold sweat that flowed from the Daoist’s forehead and down his cheeks dripped from his chin.

The cool night air caressed his face, giving him a pleasant sense of elation.

After briefly observing his body, he had only a hair’s breadth of spiritual power left. It was because the guy was so nimble that he had consumed more spiritual power than expected.

“He was an extraordinary guy, but it is right for monsters who kill people to be exterminated.”

He had killed the leader of the monsters, so he was relieved.

The remaining monsters were just insignificant pigs, so he would be able to catch them without consuming much spiritual power.

Thinking so, the Daoist wiped his sweat and was about to turn around.

Whirrrrr!

Among the thick dust clouds, a blue light flickered and dyed the surroundings blue.

‘Could it be!’

Was the spiritual beast still alive even after being hit by his Wood God Dagger Rain! The Daoist’s pupils shook, and cold sweat began to form on his hands.

Swish.

The figure of a tiger revealing its face through the dust clouds was faintly illuminated by the moonlight.

Wood God Dagger Rains were stuck here and there, blood was flowing down, and he was spitting out red blood from his mouth, but the blue flames and red eyes that were formed on the tiger’s front paws did not seem to go out easily.

‘Blue Flame!’

A tiger that uses fire attribute divine power!

Fortunately, he seemed to have been greatly injured by his divine power, but he could not let his guard down because the guy’s eyes were fierce.

He looked at the Mountain Lord with a face close to shock, and suddenly glared and was about to take out the hand bell from his sleeve again!

The Daoist, whose five senses had become extremely sensitive due to the battle with the Mountain Lord, widened his eyes and twisted his body.

Swish!

Sword energy was emitted from the empty air, and blood splattered with a long wound extending from the Daoist’s chest to his shoulder.

“Kuk! You bastard!”

The Daoist, whose face was flushed red, shook the bell again in his hand, and among the two cloths attached to the bell, the blue cloth flashed and a blue energy was shot out.

Flutter!

Then a jet-black cloth was torn into pieces in the air, and a woman in black mourning clothes popped out from within.

[Hwaran!]

It was the Mountain Lord’s Changui [familiar spirit], Hwaran.

Hwaran, who landed next to the Mountain Lord while doing a somersault, bit her lower lip.

Fortunately, she had blocked the Daoist’s attack with the Nameless Silk and suffered no damage, but it was a big loss to have lost one of the Mountain Lord’s treasures.

It wasn’t just any treasure, it was a treasure that provided perfect stealth, so how could she not be upset?

The Mountain Lord’s red eyes also shook because he regretted it, but now was not the time to regret the treasure.

[Did you find it?]

“Yes, but are you okay?”

[I’m not okay.]

The Mountain Lord smiled and made a playful joke.

However, Hwaran’s crumpled face did not think of unfolding. He was pretending to be fine on the outside, but it was obvious at a glance that he had suffered deep internal injuries.

“Can you move?”

[Of course. Anyway, that guy has run out of spiritual power, so he won’t be able to chase me deeply.]

When he glanced at the Daoist, his face was pale, probably because he had forced out too much spiritual power.

The wound from his chest was not very deep, but he had forced himself to use spiritual power, so his body condition would not be good either.

The Mountain Lord was the same, but the Mountain Lord was a spiritual beast, and the Daoist was a human.

If they just dragged on like this, it would be obvious who would win.

But at that moment when a subtle confrontation continued, three Sword Immortals who had survived the battle with the Usura gathered next to the Daoist and stood as if to protect him.

It was a pity, but it was time to retreat.

He had eliminated most of the Wood God Dagger Rain with Blue Flame, but there were so many that he could not eliminate them all.

To make matters worse, he had used up most of his spiritual power, and his body was not in good condition, so there was nothing he could do.

[Let’s go.]

And at the moment of trying to retreat.

Click.

The window of a carriage opened, and blue eyes shining in the moonlight shone blue.

“S…Sir?”

In an instant, the Mountain Lord’s face crumpled and he kicked off the ground.

Tat!

“Sir-”

“D, Do Bonghwan has disappeared!”