Call Of The Spear [EN]: Chapter 215

Swoooooosh!!

“Is this what you were talking about!?”

[Half right, half wrong.]

The Mountain Lord, holding Choa, retreated while stepping on the surging streams of water.

“What a mess.”

He glanced down at her but didn’t say a word.

Choa, too, didn’t utter a single word, as if her mouth was sewn shut, even after seeing her husband after a long time.

That sight made him even more certain.

‘A Geumje curse [a type of powerful magical restriction].’

However, she couldn’t even hide her pitiful gaze, looking up at him with tearful eyes.

Whether it was because of the splashing lake water or the longing that had built up, only the two of them would know.

“Choa, you wench, what are you doing!”

In the scene resembling an overturned waterfall, an aged voice sharply pierced between the two.

The Mountain Lord’s eyes turned cold, and Choa hurriedly pushed him away.

“Who are you?”

His voice was full of vigilance.

White hair was roughly tied up with a hairpin, and wrinkled skin covered the eyelids, but her expression was fierce, reflecting her nasty temper.

That person must be Jiseon [a high-ranking celestial being], part of the Ice Palace.

Choeum Seonnyeo [Choeum, the celestial maiden].

‘How amusing….’

With red eyes gleaming, he looked at Choeum and raised the corner of his lips.

“What are you smirking at!”

At the shout, the Mountain Lord lowered the corner of his lips, looked around, and said.

“I don’t think this is the time for introductions. I don’t know how you woke this thing up… but if you want to live, shouldn’t we join forces?”

At that, Choeum frowned.

It was infuriating to hear such impudent words from a Yuksa [a low-ranking spirit] who had only lived for an eon [an immeasurably long period of time] or so.

However, what he said wasn’t wrong.

‘There’s no need to make more enemies.’

Although he was quite suspicious, the lotus itself was more threatening than the eon.

“Since you’re so confident, may I see your skills? I’m very worried because there are so many mediocre Ghost Kings these days!”

The startled Sagui [Fourth Ghost] and Samgui [Third Ghost] gritted their teeth, clasped their hands, and gathered their energy.

“How dare you, a shriveled-up old human hag, utter such words! Fine, if you say so, we’ll show you!”

Samgui and Sagui, seemingly excited, sneered to their heart’s content. Perhaps because Choeum didn’t reveal her Jiseon’s aura, they didn’t seem to know her true realm.

Originally, such a reaction was normal unless one’s Sinshik [spiritual awareness] was considerably high.

‘I’m just a bit special.’

Chokman, who was beside him, also wore a smirk, but he kept tilting his head while looking at Choeum.

At least Chokman seemed to have noticed something.

“Haaap!!”

Mongolian gray mist rose from Sagui’s side, forming a round silver shield. As he took out the shield, Samgui’s other head momentarily opened its mouth and took out a spear with a blade curved like a crescent moon.

[Are you alright?]

It was Bong.

-What do you mean?

When asked, Bong tilted his head with a dry voice.

[You’re going to die.]

It was then.

Swoooooosh!!

Among the lotus’s tentacles floating in the air, dozens of them instantly intertwined and transformed into six giant tendrils.

The green tendrils were tightly intertwined, and at a glance, their hardness seemed extraordinary.

-Please tell me now.

[What?]

-What on earth is that?

[Isn’t it a lotus?]

-Do you take me for a fool? It’s possible for a lotus to move. Among all things in the world, there’s nothing that can’t gain spirituality. But I don’t think that thing is the same as those things.

The first reason is.

I don’t feel any energy.

If it had gained spirituality, it would surely be walking the path of a cultivator, so it should exude some kind of energy, but I don’t see any at all.

The Mountain Lord’s Danryeong Geumjeong [a mystical eye] sees and grasps the flow of spiritual energy; it’s a piercing eye.

Even his eyes, which can’t see even a speck of energy, find it puzzling.

And the second.

-What should I call this….

His tone was hesitant as he spoke.

Bong calmly waited for his words, as if he was interested.

-I don’t feel any emotion… or something like that from it. It’s more like it’s not alive, like it’s empty….

It was clearly alive, but when he looked at it, he felt nothing, no emotions.

“Hmph! It’s nothing much!!”

Bang!

Samgui, who blocked the lotus’s tendrils with his great spear, immediately bounced it off and charged forward. Sagui, also thinking it wasn’t as much as he had expected, held up his shield and began to actively confront it.

Looking at that sight alone, one might think they were scared for nothing, but the Mountain Lord didn’t let go of his suspicion.

‘As expected.’

As if satisfied with the Mountain Lord’s answer, Bong replied in a calm voice.

[Of course. It hasn’t been born yet, so it’s natural to feel that way.]

-Not born yet? What does that mean?

[It means exactly what it says.]

Not born.

He was thinking about what that meant, but his thoughts were soon shattered.

Thud!!

A strange pressure spread in all directions.

“Get away from the lotus!”

“M-My body won’t move!”

Rustle.

The giant lotus closed its petals and then bloomed again. A faint pink light spread between the petals.

“You said it wasn’t born….”

Was that what it meant?

In the midst of the fully bloomed lotus, a woman with light pink hair appeared and looked around with a bored expression.

It was an uncommon appearance, but somehow it suited her well, and she had a beautiful appearance that made one wonder if she was a celestial maiden.

She was wearing clothes that seemed to be made of petals, and perhaps because of that, the first thing that came to mind when looking at her was a lotus.

It was as if that was what a lotus would look like if it were deconstructed.

[Hwaseon (華仙) [Flower Immortal]. Even in the Upper Realm, Hwaseons are rarely seen. It’s even more so because they are always targeted by other immortals.]

“Hwaseon….”

He thought so, but as expected, the lotus here was also an immortal.

The Mountain Lord’s face darkened rapidly.

Not only Chungseon but also a Hwaseon!

[Retreat!!]

It was then.

The Hwaseon, with a dazed face, suddenly opened her mouth and blew wind.

It was a strange wind sound.

It sounded like a whistle, and at the same time, it sounded like a mumbling song.

It was a strange sound that made you want to listen more if you could.

But at the same time.

Swish!! Tamhwa, which was wrapped around his wrist, moved and wrapped around him like swatting a fly.

Kaboom!!

The Mountain Lord inside Tamhwa grimaced at the great shock.

“Tamhwa!!”

Whir! At the Mountain Lord’s call, it transformed into the Wiju Hoyeon Armor [a powerful magical armor].

The Mountain Lord’s heart sank as if it had dropped when he saw a deep gash on one corner of the black armor, as if it had been cut by a sword.

‘Until now, nothing has ever made such a wound on Tamhwa’s body….’

A single gust of wind blown by the Hwaseon had wounded Tamhwa in an instant. Even Tamhwa, who was so sturdy, was like this, so he shuddered just imagining what it would have been like for others.

-Tamhwa, are you alright?

-It hurts….

The Mountain Lord clicked his tongue and immediately made a hand sign and chanted a mantra.

Suddenly, blue energy surged in his hand, and as he stroked the armor where it was scratched, the scratch disappeared.

“Just hold on a little longer.”

He looked after Tamhwa and looked around.

But the surrounding scenery was more miserable than expected.

As if the vast forest had been cut down with a great sword, all the trees within a radius of a hundred li [approximately 31 miles] had been cut down.

All it took was a single whistle. It was a sight that made him laugh in disbelief.

“You’re the same kind of plant, but you’re heartless.”

Unlike his nonchalant tone, the Mountain Lord’s palms were drenched in sweat.

[Hwaseons are rarely seen, but most of them are targeted by many because of their beautiful appearance.

However, unlike their appearance, they have no compassion in their hands and are as fierce as the cold winter wind, so you must be careful.]

“I don’t really want to deal with them.”

[It can’t be helped. If you want to live among the immortals, you must be willing to take this much risk.]

He doubted whether he was really trying to save him or not.

Somehow, the more he moved according to Bong’s words, the more he seemed to be entering a fog.

But he couldn’t back out.

‘This isn’t good.’

When he looked in one direction in the sky, Choa and Choeum were there, panting.

They seemed to have lost some energy and their faces were pale, but their lives didn’t seem to be in danger.

It wasn’t Choa whose life was in danger, but Samgui. Samgui’s body was split in two, leaving only his upper body, and Sagui had barely survived, but one of his arms had been cut off.

No matter how much the divine beasts can survive even with only their heads left, it’s useless in the current situation.

Would the Hwaseon let them escape quietly? To her, the annoying flies were the cultivators of the Lower Realm right here.

It wouldn’t be enough even if they were killed right away.

“S-Sagui! Save me! P-Please!!”

Samgui shouted with his severed body. It was the sound of him calling for himself, but Sagui turned pale and backed away before running into the forest.

The series of events happened in an instant, but the ending was also instantaneous.

As the Hwaseon raised her sleeves, which seemed to be made of lotus flowers, Sagui’s screams began to echo loudly.

Whether she did or not, the Hwaseon’s grip completely closed.

Poof.

Then, the echoing screams also stopped with a dull noise.

“…….”

He was dead.

With a single gesture from the Hwaseon!

“T-This can’t be….”

Not only Samgui, who was watching, but also Chokman and the Mountain Lord couldn’t close their mouths.

They vaguely knew that she was an existence they couldn’t deal with.

However, they couldn’t help but be nervous because it seemed like they couldn’t be a match for her more than they thought.

No matter what, it was an eon.

Even though he was an existence who had lived for thousands of years, he couldn’t help but feel fear as he died so futilely.

The Mountain Lord’s Adam’s apple went up and down.

An indescribable fear rose from the ground and seemed to bind him.

‘Even Cheonnyangjibos [a powerful healing artifact] won’t work.’

He would be defeated in an instant.

[Don’t be impatient. Impatience will devour you and lead you to death.]

Easy to say.

If the mind was as easy as words, how could one have worries and troubles?

“Great Tiger, you bastard! Why, why did you come here! I’m already struggling to death, and now a Hwaseon!!”

Chokman shouted in fear.

Seeing his voice getting smaller and smaller like a mosquito, he could fully sympathize with his feelings.

“That’s what I’m saying.”

“Didn’t you tell me to come!”

“I never did.”

It was Bong who told me to come.

-Is the Hwaseon also an immortal belonging to this Biddong?

[That’s right.]

-Then she’s bound to try to kill us like Chungseon, so why did you come?

Even now, he was on the verge of death.

He couldn’t tell if the Hwaseon’s personality was relaxed or if she was testing the waters, but she wasn’t taking her feet off that lotus.

If he moved carelessly, he would be defeated in an instant, so he couldn’t even take a step.

It was hard to know what to do.

When he said that, Bong paused for a moment before transforming into a boy.

“Originally, when something similar or stronger than oneself appears, one tends to be wary. And if you use that wariness well, you can easily get out of life.”

The Mountain Lord’s brow furrowed.

It was hard to understand what nonsense he was talking about.

“What bullshit are you talking about.”

“I don’t know if it’s bullshit or not.

Because you can’t even know yet whether your relationship is good or bad.”

When he raised his head following Bong’s appearance as he looked at the sky.

“It’s coming.”

The Mountain Lord’s eyes widened.

“You crazy bastard!”

Dozens of great swords were falling from the sky.