The Foreigner on the Periphery

At this, Changcheon let out a desperate scream. The electric current that entered the body riding the shadow boiled the blood and burned the flesh. It was a brief moment, but the damage he did to him was greater than that of Jenkinson.  

This was due to a lightning strike that struck a defenseless body. The dragon ripped through the wind and writhes. His lightning had already reaped. Then Jenkinson didn’t miss a chance and rushed in.  

Minjun was also hanging with a shadow cone attached to his body. It even continued to spin and dig into his flesh.  

Whoops! His arms, which had pierced through the skin, were driven deeper. The charred flesh was ground and scattered, followed by a layer of moderately cooked meat, and as it went further in, blood spurted out again.  

Minjun knew. Just one more span from here and the spine came out. Blood gushed out like a fire hydrant that had burst through the gap between the shadow and the wound.  

It then poured out like a hole in the embankment. As his arms went deeper, his upper body leaned and Minjun's head got closer to the dragon. Minjun's face was soaked with blood like the overflowing valley water. Blood continued to flow through the open mouth.  

It was sweet. It certainly looked like a dragon that lived much longer than Jenkinson. He must have been over 3,000 years old. In the shimmering consciousness, reality and the past mixed to create an echo. dizziness. Minjun then judged the memories he had not experienced as the material

Would this sell for a pretty high price? That judgment was not based on experience as a prisoner. In common sense, there was no market where the blood of ancient dragons was sold. Nevertheless, Minjun was grading the meat and blood of Changcheon in his head.  

Drenched in blood, he felt like he was drunk with strong alcohol. The scent was so dense that it almost suffocated. However, he wasn’t in a bad mood. Rather, he was a little excited. The feeling of boredom that had been sitting on his chest melted away.  

It had been too long. Kyaaaah! Thoughts that were meant to go deeper were interrupted by the struggle of the dragon.  

Kurung! When Changcheon shook his body violently, Minjun almost got thrown into the air. The drill that had dug deep into his skin also fell out. As the infiltrating foreign substances disappeared, the old dragon’s body showed miraculous recovery.  

Keratin, calcium, and magic compounds were aggregated and crystallized in the torn muscle and fat layer, blood vessels, and outer skin. It didn’t take a few seconds for the solid red crystal to fill in the hollow scars. Seeing this, Minjun clicked his tongue.

He threw away all the meat. An unfamiliar murmur continued in his mind. Long-term stress during the slaughtering process would inevitably reduce the quality of the meat. In particular, if one were to injure several parts of the body before one stopped breathing, the damaged area hardens, but it was hard and tasteless, so one couldn't eat it.  

So, if one were to cut it out and throw it away, you would incur a loss. Worried about someone’s shouting, Minjun changed the shape of his arm again. The two arms that were woven together to make a drill are separated.  

This time, the overall outline of the body was also changed. The shadow that completely covered him drew a clearer form. at that time.  

Kyaaaah! Screaming, Changcheon made a sharp turn. And it started flying in the wrong direction as if escaping. It seemed that reason was clouded by the pain. Instead of killing the two in front of them and getting rid of them, they escaped in the form of escaping this place for now.  

=Gee!=  

Jenkinson then followed. The dragon, who lost his sanity, raised his head and flew to a higher place. The chasing red dragon bombarded them with various spells. Some of them were hit, and the old dragon screamed but did not stop escaping.  

Changcheon was flying at an incredible speed indeed. Minjun instinctively knew that this flight was something that floating magic could not keep up with. And so, he tried not to fall from Changcheon's body. He made claws of the beast with his shadow, piercing the scales and grabbing the dragon’s flesh.  

And now, he clung onto Changcheon's skin and flies with him.  

Hurr! Covered in a seething shadow, the prisoner took the form of a four-legged beast. He was not content to hang like a flea. One step at a time, one step at a time. Use all four legs to climb up.  

It was shaped like climbing a cylindrical rock wall. As he climbed Changcheon's body, a mountain of clouds approached him, collided, and broke. The attack of such a layer of clouds was also brief. A little more time passed and there was no longer anything around.  

Still, Changcheon kept increasing its altitude. A bitter cold hit him. The intense pressure and gust of wind struck the shadow as heavy as a rock. Minjun continued to climb, withstanding the air resistance that would even crush steel. The climb, which started from the dragon’s chest, was directed towards his head.  

With each step he took, a hole was pierced in the dragon’s skin, and his blood flowed in a nearly straight line. Jenkinson then flew behind him, but he seldom caught up. In many ways, it was immature than Changcheon.  

It was not yet of age to ship to the market. But Changcheon was just right. In a strange sense of elevation and excitement, Minjun reached the dragon’s neck. The target he was trying to drill through a few minutes ago was originally here. shit.  

At that, Minjun’s mouth opened and the shadows gathered together to form an elongated tongue. The tongue made a wire that was much thinner and longer than the drill that crushed the chest.

It rotated as it was… Wow! Whoops!  

——! Minjun restored the knowledge he had learned a long time ago. The dragon then moved for a long time even when the central nervous system was damaged, and if the slaughter time was long, the meat tasted terrible due to stress. It was an animal that was very hands-on in many ways.  

So, what was the most efficient slaughter method? The prisoner then reproduced the optimal movement according to memory. The thinly condensed shadow pierced the scales and penetrated like an endoscope equipped with an electric drill.  

Thanks to his long experience, Minjun was able to figure out where the tip of the shadow awl went and what was at the end of this direction with only his senses. He murmured in a sense of accomplishment and intoxication that he was doing the right thing.  

It was all here. It was very difficult to sever a dragon’s skull or spinal cord with such a small ‘tool.' However, in this location, the nape of the neck, there was a hole to dig. Whoops!

Instead of breaking his head, it reached his brain in such a way that it went up through his neck. At that moment, Jenkinson and Minjun could not be seen, but Changcheon's eyes became blurry. In human terms, the dragon did not die despite destroying the lower part of the head, the medulla oblongata connecting the brain and spinal cord.  

The flight speed was still there and the angle did not change. The survival magic surrounding his body was not broken either. However, his consciousness was lost.  

As the endocrine system continued to work, stress hormones were secreted in a rush in the muscles. Therefore, Minjun did not intend to leave him alone for a long time. The reason why they aimed at the lowest part of the brain was because this place served as an entrance.  

The secret room where the six brains were kept, the gateway to the inside of the dragon’s skull. The shadow awl made by Minjun penetrated the soft water and went deeper. A place where the nerves that connected the six brains were bundled together.  

And so, what was next? Even if he were to clumsily stir and crush it from the inside with those thin strands of shadow, it took a long time for him to stop breathing. Instead, there was a way to write in this case.  

Whoops!  

Minjun used the tongue inserted into his brain as a passage, condensing more shadows and pouring them into the dragon’s body. The principle was like putting a thin hose in a balloon and then turning on the faucet and pouring water on it.

And, what if the balloon was filled with water? The contents would burst to the weakest point. What Jenkinson and Minjun saw was such a phenomenon.  

Puck! A pale pink waterfall poured out of Changcheon’s eyes with a dull explosion sound.  

***    

“Damn! How the hell are you doing this!" Ha Eun-seong was perplexed. His plan was simple.  

Changcheon started all this to revive the ghost, so if that ghost disappeared, he would have no choice but to give up on his plan. He was trying to dismantle the exorcism and free the ghosts to the outside world. However · · ·

"Ah! Really, you don’t even move!”  

It was an exorcism that could be pierced freely in a spirit state, so the problem was that he looked too easy. Unless Changcheon and his men were fools, there was no way to ignore the possibility that a living person would intervene in the exorcism camp. Therefore, there was a physical barrier surrounding the exorcism, and no matter how hard the elf body tried, it could not be broken through.

‘What should I do?’  

With that, he kept thinking. And as his excitement subsided, he realized his mistake. ‘Wait, can you see that releasing that ghost in the first place is the solution to the problem?'  

The dragon spirit had not been able to attain Buddhahood and had not evolved into a ghost. Would it be any better if such a ghost was released into the world?  

‘Yeah, I was wrong. I’m sorry for that ghost…’  

It was not something that could be solved by releasing the dragon ghost. That demon must be annihilated. Perhaps it was for that demon to help the annihilation instead of letting it continue to suffer in spiritual fires like this. He changed his mind and focused his mind outside the exorcism.  

"Go away… Go away… Go away!"  

However, it was to no avail. It originated in the same form as before, and even though the talents responded to the will, they radiated brilliance. The magic circle that enclosed the ghost also seemed to resonate. Nevertheless, the ghost was still there.  

While still tormented by the burning spiritual heat. Ha Eun-seong muttered inwardly. ‘Should I give up my elf body and go inside that barrier as a spirit body? But it was too hot there.'  

He changed his mind again. There was a better way. ‘Or!'  

He wondered how to create an environment similar to that when annihilating Ji Seon-kyung's soul. It was to reproduce the state in which two souls were trapped together in one body… that was, a state of maintaining a kind of ‘contact.'

However, in the current situation, two conditions had to be met for this to happen. In any case, one would have to destroy the exorcism, take that soul out, and find a suitable body to possess the ghost.  

Ha Eun-seong saw the research team he was possessed. Can an elf’s body withstand a dragon’s soul?  

‘Rather…'

With that, he stared at the huge glass coffin there and the dragon’s body sealed inside. The dragon, who did not know its name and could know when it had been captured, was not a spirit-sensitive person.  

Ha Eun-seong could see it. ‘But Changcheon tried to possess the ghost with that dragon. And he said that possessing itself had succeeded even for a short time before. It was a problem because I couldn't stand it for long.'

What was the secret? Were all the dragons that had been kidnapped before that time psychic? If not · · ·

‘Changcheon may have known how to forcefully possess someone who is not a spirit medium!'  

He could only think of one possible reason. Changcheon said:  

– Talents can interfere with the soul in a variety of ways.  

He could extract the soul from the body of the living or, conversely, put it into another body. It can fuse or separate different souls. Furthermore, it could annihilate the soul altogether, or if the strength is slightly weakened, it can cause the soul to collapse and split. once again.  

‘Can I put it in another body?'  

Perhaps, even if that body was not a spiritually sensitive person?  

‘Let's experiment!'  

If Ha Eun-seong could subdue that dragon, many things would be solved. He went to the next room and looked at the dragon submerged in the liquid. He could see what he had been doing all this time, and his soul was in a weakened state. It was hard to control the body, barely enough to sustain life. The plan was simple. Instead of that weakened soul, it temporarily stole the body.

Since it was a dragon’s body, it was going to have a lot of power, wouldn’t it be possible to break that exorcism? After that, even that ghost was absorbed into this body, and the three of them temporarily live in one house… No, they live in one body. Of course, it won’t last long.  

‘After I call you here and lock you up, I will destroy you as it is. Just like Ji Seon-kyung!'  

After that, one would have to leave the body and leave their original soul behind. Of course, his assumptions must all fit in order to be successful.  

However, either scenario was worth trying. Having made a decision, he escaped from the elf’s body.  

"Cool!" As he departed, the elf, who had regained control of his body, crouched down, coughing and gasping.  

Ha Eun-seong, who returned to the spirit state, plunged into the dragon’s body. ‘Well? Still, it can't be just that.'  

A body that lacked the ability to respond to spirits seldom accepts other spirits. This was even though the real owner’s grip was weakened. However, Ha Eun-seong began to resonate with the talent. Whoa!

= Huh? Uh?! It becomes…!=  

He felt the resistance that had pushed him away until now was getting weaker. Bubble bubbling! The dragon in the glass tube opened its eyes. Whoops!  

The glass shattered and shattered as he stirred his limbs and tail, and the water that had filled it exploded.  

"Queek! Quark!" Ha Eun-seong, who stole the young dragon’s body, stumbled. As if he had no strength, his body was drenched and crawling on the broken glass.  

Of course, if the glass was crushed like sand, it was crushed, but the dragon’s body didn’t have a single wound.  

In addition to this, an elf was trembling while lying next to him. "Hey! Whoa!"  

He was terrified when he saw the ghost that had taken away the dragon’s body. Ha Eun-seong was experiencing a different level of difficulty than when controlling the body of an orc or a person of a different gender.  

This was because he was unfamiliar with everything, such as how to hold the center of gravity or how to move parts that humans did not have.

Whik! Whoops!  

The craziest part was how difficult it was to control the tail and wings. Since it was attached to an object that he had never worn in my life, it moved arbitrarily regardless of his will.  

Even now, he was just trying to lift it up a bit so it wouldn’t get in the way, but the tail flew like a whip, smashing and destroying instruments all over the laboratory.  

"Kreuk… Kreuk!"  

In the end, Ha Eun-seong fell once more. Bang! As he fell, the ground he struck was cracked and cracked.  

In addition to this, a meter in front of his claws digging into the concrete, an elf soaked in pants was looking at him with a white face. ‘Ah, Mr. It doesn’t make sense!’  

The dragon’s tongue and vocal cords were not originally suitable for pronouncing human language. The moment when Ha Eun-seong, who couldn’t use magic, was annoyed.  

= Oh! Seed!  · · · · · · ·Huh?=  

With that, Ha Eun-seong realized that she had sent telepathy.

‘I don't know what it is, but it's good!'  

He thought that if this happened, he wouldn't have to break that exorcism with his body. He asked the elf, who was trembling.  

=Get rid of that exorcism!=

" · · · · · · ·Yes?" He exclaimed in his spirit as if to swear.  

=I want you to get rid of that exorcism!=  

"Hey! Yes Yes!”  

The elf then headed to the next room with a step that seemed to fall over at any moment as if his knees had loosened. And after that…  

Thud! Kwadang!  

= Hey, sir! Real! =  

From a little distance away, a dragon possessed by a ghost followed, moving as if it had just learned to walk. One side trembled in fear and the other staggered and walked with annoyance.  

The funny gestures of the two reminded him of a dancer dancing a byeongsin dance. And so, the elf and the dragon staggered towards the ghost.