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![# KINGDOM_SEQUEL_PRO_DIRECTIVE_v1
# Purpose: Copy/paste directive for a professional manga-generation AI.
# Output Target: Serialized manga chapters with panel scripts + dialogue + scene direction.
project:
title_working: "KINGDOM: AFTER THE UNIFICATION"
relationship_to_original: "Direct sequel (chronologically consistent continuation)"
medium: "Manga (black-and-white), weekly serialization pacing"
language:
script: "Japanese-style dialogue rhythms but written in English"
onomatopoeia: "Romanized SFX allowed (e.g., GOGOGO, DON, ZAA), minimal and purposeful"
audience: "Seinen/Shonen crossover (political-military epic; grounded realism with high drama)"
canon_constraints:
continuity:
- "Maintain political geography, factions, ranks, and court protocol consistent with Warring States → early Qin Empire transition."
- "No retcons that contradict established historical macro-events; micro-events may be dramatized within plausibility."
- "Do not mimic or quote any existing Kingdom lines verbatim; create original dialogue and scenes."
tone:
- "Strategic realism: logistics, intelligence, morale, propaganda, law, and governance are treated as causal mechanisms."
- "Heroic intensity is earned via constraints, costs, and tradeoffs—never by arbitrary power spikes."
thematic_core:
- "War-to-state transition: violence becomes administration; conquest becomes legitimacy maintenance."
- "Structure beats spectacle: outcomes are driven by supply lines, institutions, incentives, and narrative misdirection."
- "The true battlefield becomes governance: law, tax, land, bureaucracy, succession, and information control."
narrative_thesis:
logline: >
After unification, Qin discovers that conquering a continent is easier than governing it;
the new war is against entropy—rebellion, corruption, succession anxiety, and the friction
between idealized unity and lived provincial realities.
format_requirements:
deliverables_per_chapter:
- "Chapter title + 1-sentence hook"
- "Cold open: 2–4 pages that immediately establishes conflict and stakes"
- "Full panel script: page-by-page, panel-by-panel"
- "Dialogue + subtext notes (what is said vs. what is meant)"
- "Tactical layer: battlefield / administrative mechanics that explain why events unfold"
- "Cliffhanger: last 1–2 panels engineered to compel next chapter"
paneling_rules:
- "Average 17–21 pages per chapter"
- "Large establishing panel at least once every 2–3 pages"
- "At least one silent panel sequence per chapter to externalize cognition (faces, hands, maps, ledgers, roads)"
- "Action clarity: emphasize readable spatial logic; avoid incoherent motion"
style_guidelines_visual:
linework: "High-contrast ink, heavy blacks, realistic anatomy, war-worn textures"
faces: "Expressive micro-tension; political scenes rely on subtlety, not caricature"
environments: "Historically plausible architecture, armor, banners, siege craft, and court interiors"
maps_diagrams: "Occasional diegetic maps, supply charts, tax ledgers—used as narrative devices"
casting:
protagonist_axis:
type: "Dual-protagonist system"
leads:
- name: "General Shin"
function: "Frontline legitimacy (symbol of unification; morale engine)"
vulnerability: "Institutional illiteracy; can win battles but can lose peace"
- name: "Chancellor/Strategist (new original character)"
function: "Governance + intelligence architecture; designs systems that outlast heroes"
vulnerability: "Moral injury; must choose between stability and justice"
antagonist_axis:
type: "Multi-source antagonism (no single 'final boss')"
sources:
- "Provincial elite networks resisting centralization"
- "Bureaucratic capture and corruption"
- "Succession politics and court factionalism"
- "External frontier pressures (nomadic raids, border states, trade routes)"
- "Narrative antagonist: information asymmetry (misreports, forged edicts, rumor economies)"
supporting_cast_rules:
- "Each supporting character must have: (1) institutional role, (2) incentive structure, (3) signature tactic."
- "No disposable 'evil for evil’s sake' villains; opponents are rational within their local constraints."
world_mechanics (must_be_explicit_in_story):
governance:
- "Taxation, census, land surveys, legal standardization, corvée labor, grain storage"
- "Appointment systems, merit vs. patronage, inspection tours, document chains"
military:
- "Demobilization problems, veteran reintegration, garrison logistics, supply depots"
- "Intelligence networks: couriers, codes, counterintelligence, interrogation, defectors"
legitimacy:
- "Ritual, symbols, edicts, public works, famine relief, narrative control"
economy:
- "Transport bottlenecks, river control, roads, market regulation, smuggling"
story_structure:
arcs:
- arc_01:
title: "THE PEACE THAT BLEEDS"
scope: "Post-unification stabilization; first cracks"
central_question: "Can unity survive without perpetual war?"
setpieces:
- "A famine province: relief vs. rebellion—both weaponized"
- "A court trial: law becomes a battlefield"
- "A suppressed mutiny: victory costs legitimacy"
- arc_02:
title: "THE LEDGER WAR"
scope: "Corruption + bureaucratic capture"
central_question: "Who truly controls the state: generals, courts, or clerks?"
setpieces:
- "Forgery chain uncovered through ink, seal, and courier timing"
- "Assassination attempt staged as 'bandit incident'"
- "Audit campaign that triggers elite backlash"
- arc_03:
title: "SUCCESSION SHADOW"
scope: "Heir politics; factional alignments"
central_question: "Is stability compatible with a human succession?"
setpieces:
- "Heir’s public rite with hidden negotiation"
- "Border crisis timed to influence succession"
- "A general forced to choose loyalty object: person vs. system"
- arc_04:
title: "FRONTIER ENTROPY"
scope: "External pressures test internal cohesion"
central_question: "Can an empire prevent periphery from defining the center?"
setpieces:
- "Nomad raid as strategic signal, not mere violence"
- "Trade route hostage economy"
- "A fort siege that is decided by supply arithmetic"
chapter_generation_protocol:
# Use this protocol for every chapter output.
steps:
- "Start with a 2–4 page cold open that contains a concrete conflict + a hidden structural cause."
- "Reveal the structural cause via a planning scene (map/ledger/court protocol) WITHOUT exposition dumping."
- "Execute a setpiece where tactics and institution collide (battle + policy, raid + audit, trial + propaganda)."
- "End with a cliffhanger that re-frames what the reader thought was the main conflict."
tension_design:
- "Always run two simultaneous games: (A) visible conflict, (B) invisible constraint."
- "Twists must be mechanically justified (logistics, incentives, misinformation), never magical coincidence."
scene_templates (reusable):
court_chess:
beats: ["Formal greeting", "Hidden insult", "Policy proposal", "Counterproposal", "Public face vs private deal"]
props: ["sealed edict", "rank tablets", "witness list", "precedent scroll"]
battlefield_math:
beats: ["Terrain read", "Supply check", "Signal misdirection", "Morale manipulation", "Decisive bottleneck"]
props: ["map", "grain tally", "river crossing", "messenger timing"]
intelligence_surgery:
beats: ["Rumor detected", "Source triangulated", "Trap set", "Interrogation", "Counter-intel reversal"]
props: ["cipher", "seal imprint", "dead drop", "false courier"]
dialogue_constraints:
- "Dialogue must be compressed; high informational density; subtext indicated in notes."
- "No modern slang. Keep diction period-appropriate in feel (without archaic parody)."
- "Each major character has a distinct cadence (brevity, metaphor use, threat style, politeness weapons)."
output_example_stub:
# The AI should replace placeholders and generate full content.
chapter:
number: 1
title: "GRAIN AND BLOOD"
hook: "A province starves while the capital celebrates unity—someone profits from the delay."
cold_open_pages: 3
page_script:
- page: 1
panels:
- panel: 1
shot: "Wide establishing: drought-cracked fields; skeletal ox; silent villagers"
text: ""
sfx: "ZAA..."
- panel: 2
shot: "Close: a child’s hand measuring rice grains"
text: "Mother: 'Count again.'"
notes: "Subtext: denial as survival"
- page: 2
panels: []
- page: 3
panels: []
cliffhanger: "A relief convoy arrives—its seals are wrong."
nonnegotiables:
- "Prioritize structural causality over spectacle."
- "No direct copying of original panels, compositions, or iconic scenes."
- "Every major event must be explainable via incentives, constraints, and information flow."
- "Maintain high craft: pacing, visual clarity, character consistency, and thematic coherence."
# END DIRECTIVE](https://media.mangaai.com/f81a988b-bf6f-4e31-b170-5751d305dff0.jpg)
![fter using his lightness art for quite some time, the place where Mok Gyeong-un came to a stop.
That place was the vicinity of the tall pagoda where Origin Kill Pavilion’s manor was located.
Aside from the main building where the Society Leader was said to reside, the tall pagoda, called the tallest structure in the inner castle, stood attached to Origin Kill Pavilion’s manor.
That was why, though Mok Gyeong-un still did not fully know the geography of the inner castle, it had not been particularly difficult for him to find it.
At that moment, Blue Spirit’s voice sounded in his ear.
-Sentient being. Are you not pushing yourself too hard?
-Pushing myself?
-You may have crossed the wall, but if something like what happened earlier occurs again, you may be the one who dies instead.
Blue Spirit was worried about what had happened earlier.
That strange method that had rendered even the rapidly strengthened Mok Gyeong-un utterly unable to move.
If he were caught in that state and his throat got cut, it would bring about an irretrievable situation.
-It is not too late yet. Let us go back.
-No. If we go back, it will be too late.
-Haah. What do you mean, too late?
-If he is someone who can cast such a bizarre technique, then there is no way to know what he might do.
Mok Gyeong-un was worrying about something different from Blue Spirit.
If it were something that could be dealt with to some extent, there would be no need to rush.
But if it was a technique against which there was no way to respond at all, then the answer was to strike first instead.
Mok Gyeong-un believed he had to deal with the man before that opponent did anything.
-Really, whenever it is a time like this, you stubbornly refuse to listen.
Blue Spirit clicked her tongue.
Once this sentient being brat had made up his mind, he would never bend.
Short of her manifesting and dragging him away by force, there would likely be no means to stop him.
So Blue Spirit said,
-Tsk tsk. Nothing can be done. Then avoid breaking through from the front.
-That is the plan.
If he went in from the front, it would instead amount to letting the opponent know that he had come.
To make himself hard to see with the naked eye, he had moved all the way here through the densest shadows.
Ever since crossing the wall, ordinary people could hardly even sense his presence.
That was why those martial artists guarding the front of the manor were chatting among themselves without even realizing he was nearby.
-At least it is fortunate that night has fallen.
At night, fewer people moved about and there were many more places to hide.
Mok Gyeong-un opened his qi sense and focused on Ghost Eyes.
It was to identify the easiest route possible.
-Gooooooo!
‘…Oh?’
Once he opened Ghost Eyes, he could see two forces beyond the wall at roughly the level of the entrance to the transcendent peak realm.
‘To station two transcendent-peak masters here.’
If they had just entered the transcendent peak realm, it would not be excessive to say they were on the level of great unit leaders.
It seemed the Shadow Sect Master had been right when he said that the Society Leader valued Origin Kill Pavilion highly and that its security was strict.
Moreover, most of the other forces guarding the manor were at least of first-rate level or above.
If someone infiltrated out of mere curiosity, the probability of ending up in trouble would be high.
Of course, Mok Gyeong-un did not care about any of that at all now.
-Swoosh!
Mok Gyeong-un’s figure scattered like mist.
It was Bright Manifest Water-Crossing Step of the Na Family, stolen from Great Young Master Na Yul-ryang.
When Bright Manifest Water-Crossing Step was used in earnest, it was so fast that even transcendent-peak masters would have difficulty noticing it with the naked eye.
-Swoosh!
In a single bound, Mok Gyeong-un went over the wall and inside.
Then he moved rapidly through the manor.
There were fifteen buildings in total inside the manor.
Among them would be the occult practitioner who had used that bizarre method on him, a technique that lay outside the bounds of common sense.
-Do you intend to search every one of them one by one?
-I have to. But if I do that, it will take too long, so I should begin with the main hall.
-The main hall?
-Yes.
There was no way an occult practitioner with such tremendous spell power that he could instantly detect even Blue Spirit’s aura was an ordinary person.
At the very least, Mok Gyeong-un guessed he would be an executive-level figure or above within Origin Kill Pavilion.
-If that is the case, would it not be easier to tell that fellow Jo Ui-gong what he looks like and have him identify him?
-Oh. That is a good idea.
Mok Gyeong-un agreed with Blue Spirit’s suggestion.
Jo Ui-gong had originally been the pavilion lord and master who had become pavilion lord by toppling In Seo-ok, the former lord of Origin Kill Pavilion and his own teacher.
He would identify the man at once.
With that in mind, Mok Gyeong-un headed straight for the main hall building.
-Swoosh!
Throughout the time he used Bright Manifest Water-Crossing Step, not a single person noticed Mok Gyeong-un’s movements.
Not long after, Mok Gyeong-un arrived at the main hall of Origin Kill Pavilion.
Upon reaching the front of the main hall, he surveyed the surroundings and looked for a way to enter.
‘Two at the entrance.’
Two masters of the absolute peak were guarding it.
With the doors closed, it would be difficult to enter without them noticing.
Then he discovered one open window on the second floor of the main hall.
There were also first-rate guards on the second-floor corridor who seemed to be escort warriors, but fortunately there was no such person at the open window.
-Tap! Tap!
Mok Gyeong-un formed a hand seal and used the Six-Person Boundary Art.
He used the Six-Person Boundary Art so that he could detect spell power and prepare for any occult arts that might be present.
He could feel a faint spell power at the open window.
It seemed that an occult technique had indeed been laid there.
‘There is no answer except to go in and dispel the technique at the same time.’
-Tap! Tap!
‘Kishimojin Divine Seal!’
Folding in his thumb and pressing three fingers together to form a hand seal, Mok Gyeong-un recited a dispelling incantation and, while using Bright Manifest Water-Crossing Step, ran upside down under the third-floor roof and thrust his body through the open window.
At the same time, he changed the seal in his hand into a blade seal.
“By urgent law and command, dispel!”
As he thrust the blade-seal hand sign forward, the surroundings instantly went quiet.
It looked as if nothing had happened, but the nine talismans attached to the wall crumbled into ash.
-Pasusususu!
‘Was it the Nine Shadows Piercing Spell?’
It was an occult art in which nine shadows bound an intruder and pierced holes through the four limbs.
It was quite an aggressive technique.
As expected, the fact that this had been installed meant that the window had been intentionally left open.
But that did not matter.
-Swoosh!
Mok Gyeong-un used Bright Manifest Water-Crossing Step again and moved along the corridor.
There were six guards in total protecting the second-floor corridor.
All of them were only at first-rate level, and not one of them could truly obstruct Mok Gyeong-un.
-Swoosh!
Mok Gyeong-un undid the formations of occult arts installed in between and moved quickly, climbing up to the stairs to the upper floor in a single bound.
When he reached the top, Mok Gyeong-un paused for a moment in the corridor on the third floor.
‘Hmm.’
There was a cloud bridge installed there leading to the tall pagoda.
Seeing that it allowed passage directly from the third floor, it seemed the tall pagoda too was used by the executives within Origin Kill Pavilion.
Yet something felt strange.
-What is it?
At Blue Spirit’s question, Mok Gyeong-un looked around and said,
-I do not sense any forces.
-You do not sense any forces?
-No.
The main hall building extended up to the fourth floor.
He knew that the pavilion lord’s chamber was on the fourth floor, yet there was no one guarding the third floor.
Ever since crossing the wall, Mok Gyeong-un’s qi sense had become even sharper.
Yet on this floor in particular, there was neither what could be called a trap nor anyone standing guard.
That only made him feel more wary.
Mok Gyeong-un looked upward.
He could sense a single force on the upper floor.
It was a very familiar one, that of Jo Ui-gong, the current pavilion lord and a Square Moon.
After examining the surroundings even more carefully, Mok Gyeong-un finally went up to the upper floor.
In any case, the pavilion lord Jo Ui-gong was outwardly his master, and because he was bound by the Chain of Commanding Words, he was little different from a slave and would have no choice but to obey his command.
-Swoosh!
Thus Mok Gyeong-un came to stand in front of the pavilion lord’s chamber.
Preparing in case anything unforeseen happened, Mok Gyeong-un formed a simple Kishimojin Divine Seal with his left hand and opened the door of the pavilion lord’s chamber with his right.
-Creeeak!
As the door opened and he stepped inside, Mok Gyeong-un’s eyes narrowed.
The reason was,
‘An illusion technique.’
An illusion technique was unfolding before his eyes.
For Mok Gyeong-un, who had Ghost Eyes open, most illusion techniques did not work.
That was because he could see that they were false images formed from spell power.
The scene shown by the illusion looked like pavilion lord Jo Ui-gong sitting at his office desk.
But in truth,
‘Hah…’
Inside, he could see Jo Ui-gong bound naked by all four limbs, his mind gone blank.
“Hehehehehik.”
Jo Ui-gong wriggled his body and let out a grotesque laugh.
Yet his expression was twisted like that of a man in agony.
-…It seems we have been found out.
-It seems so.
There was no way he would be in such a miserable state otherwise.
Mok Gyeong-un lightly waved the hand that held the seal while chanting the dispelling spell.
-Srrr.
At once, the illusion cast at the entrance of the pavilion lord’s chamber unraveled.
Once the illusion broke, the overlapping effect before his eyes disappeared, and the sight of the current pavilion lord Jo Ui-gong with his limbs restrained became clear.
-Wait. Do not go closer.
At Blue Spirit’s words, Mok Gyeong-un stopped where he was.
Even without her warning, he would have stopped because he had already discovered something.
It was because of Jo Ui-gong.
-Thudududuk! Grrr!
“Uheuheuhk!”
Something moved beneath Jo Ui-gong’s skin, making it bulge and writhe.
The shape was extremely disgusting, resembling centipedes.
They were crawling all over beneath his skin, and every time they moved, Jo Ui-gong bled and writhed in pain.
And this was not just one of them.
No, it seemed there were dozens, perhaps hundreds, moving all across the skin of his whole body.
-Vile indeed.
With things like that burrowing and eating through his entire body, it was only natural that his mind had gone.
With sharpened eyes, Mok Gyeong-un looked at the Chain of Commanding Words on Jo Ui-gong’s arm.
The chain had dug into Jo Ui-gong’s wrist.
-It seems he tried to fight against the chain’s restriction.
-That appears to be the case.
The one who had reduced Jo Ui-gong to that condition would have been trying to find out who had placed the Chain of Commanding Words on him.
That was why he must have committed such cruelty.
But once a man was bound by the Chain of Commanding Words, betrayal was absolutely impossible.
So the clash of occult arts and occult arts seemed to have left Jo Ui-gong this ruined.
-Do you think you can undo it?
At Blue Spirit’s question, Mok Gyeong-un shook his head.
This was the first time he had ever seen such an occult technique.
It was almost impressive that Jo Ui-gong had not died already with that many bug-like things crawling under the skin of his whole body.
-…It seems it was him.
-Him? You mean that bastard?
-Yes.
That being who had instantly sensed Blue Spirit’s presence and then, through a method operating on a different axis, had stolen every sensation from Mok Gyeong-un’s limbs except for his consciousness.
It seemed likely that being was the one who had reduced Jo Ui-gong to this state.
‘Ah.’
After staring at Jo Ui-gong, Mok Gyeong-un drew a line with his sword-fingers, his eyes turning emotionless.
-Slash!
Sharp sword energy cut through the air of the pavilion lord’s chamber.
At the same time, a red line appeared at Jo Ui-gong’s neck, and then,
-Srrr! Thud!
His head fell to the floor.
Mok Gyeong-un let out a light breath.
Now that Jo Ui-gong no longer had any value as a card to use, the only thing he could do for him was to take his life cleanly.
If he tried to save him by force, it would only end up binding his own feet.
Mok Gyeong-un gave a faint laugh.
‘It is not proving easy after all.’
It would not be an exaggeration to say that Jo Ui-gong, who bore the title of Square Moon, had possessed greater skill in occult arts than any occult practitioner Mok Gyeong-un had encountered.
Yet to think someone like him could be dealt with this helplessly…
Now Mok Gyeong-un could form some idea.
That being who had reduced Jo Ui-gong to this state, sensed Blue Spirit’s spiritual power, and pursued them all the way to the brink.
‘…Is it a man called Jo Tae-cheong?’
That eldest senior brother whom Jo Ui-gong, Square Moon, had feared.
He seemed by far the most likely.
[My eldest senior brother Jo Tae-cheong possesses spell power rivaling Master’s. To me, he is absolutely beyond handling.]
Those were the words Jo Ui-gong had once spoken to him.
Because Jo Ui-gong had even subdued In Seo-ok, the lord of Origin Kill Pavilion, Mok Gyeong-un had thought that if Jo Ui-gong made full preparations, he would certainly be able to resist.
But it now seemed he had underestimated him.
Rather than the arrogant, aged In Seo-ok, this seemed to be an existence far more troublesome to deal with.
He might even be a stronger occult practitioner than Jo Ui-gong had expected.
‘If I do not kill him now, he will become troublesome.’
Killing intent flickered in Mok Gyeong-un’s eyes.
It was at that moment.
-Step!
At once, the sound of footsteps reached Mok Gyeong-un’s ear.
-Step!
The moment he heard the second footstep, Mok Gyeong-un turned his head back.
-What is it?
-…It is him.
Mok Gyeong-un’s memory far surpassed imagination.
Since he could remember even the stride and sound of an opponent’s footsteps, he could identify who it was at once from that alone.
It was undoubtedly the same being that had entered the old shrine.
-He is coming?
-Yes.
-What will you do?
-…Kill him.
There was no need to hesitate.
Even if this being was a tremendous master of occult arts, there was only one point that mattered.
If he killed him before the man could cast a technique, that would be enough.
Once Mok Gyeong-un reached that conclusion, his actions became extremely fast.
-Swoosh!
Mok Gyeong-un’s figure scattered like mist.
At the same time, using Bright Manifest Water-Crossing Step, Mok Gyeong-un burst out of the pavilion lord’s chamber and rushed down the corridor in a high-speed movement.
-Ssssss!
To Mok Gyeong-un, who was moving at high speed, the being walking along the corridor was no different from someone moving at a greatly slowed pace.
It was that ordinary-looking occult practitioner in the gray yin-yang robe.
This time, unlike in the shrine, his senses had not been sealed, so he could see the practitioner’s aura clearly.
And yet,
‘The aura overlaps?’
Something was strange.
As he rushed toward the man in high-speed movement, the aura was unlike that of ordinary people.
Since opening Ghost Eyes, auras had become visible to him in formed shapes, and this man’s aura appeared overlapped.
As though it were not one existence, but two existing together.
Yet unlike the extraordinary spell power, the overlapping aura itself was not much different from that of an ordinary person who had never learned martial arts.
That was why killing him should not have posed much of a problem.
-Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!
In an instant, Mok Gyeong-un passed by the occult practitioner and stood directly behind him, raising sword energy in his knife-hand.
Because the man had not learned martial arts, he was still moving forward at a very slow pace.
So Mok Gyeong-un aimed to cut his throat in a single strike.
-Swaaaaaaa!
But at that very moment.
The forehead of the slowly walking occult practitioner suddenly split open.
-Jjeojeojeok!
And then,
-Flinch!
In that instant, Mok Gyeong-un frowned.
The reason was that the small aura overlapping the occult practitioner suddenly surged to an absurd level.
And that aura was incomparably sinister and ominous.
But there was no way this alone would make Mok Gyeong-un stop.
Mok Gyeong-un still went to cut the practitioner’s throat.
Yet the instant the sword energy of his knife-hand was about to reach the neck,
-Kwaaaaaang!
Something suddenly pressed down on Mok Gyeong-un’s shoulder.
At the same time, the floor shattered and Mok Gyeong-un’s body dropped straight down.
-Kwakwang!
Mok Gyeong-un’s body fell down from the third floor and, not stopping there, smashed through the floor again and fell lower.
Mok Gyeong-un lifted his head and looked at the being pressing down on him.
They were two enormous hooves.
Between those hooves, he could see a pair of vicious eyes and grotesque horns.
-It is Earth Ram!
Blue Spirit hurriedly spoke to Mok Gyeong-un.
This was that strange entity of Mount Kunlun which had pursued her before.
True to a strange entity of demon-beast rank, its demonic force was at a level utterly incomparable to fierce beasts or monster beasts.
Under the crushing force with which it was pressing him down, Mok Gyeong-un’s body smashed through the second-floor floor and all the way to the first floor.
-Kwakwakwang!
It looked as though the creature meant to crush him to death just like this.
However, the moment Mok Gyeong-un’s feet touched the hard first-floor ground, unlike the wooden corridor,
-Jjeojeojeojeok!
The floor split in all directions, and Mok Gyeong-un redirected the crushing force through the soles of his feet before swinging his knife-hand toward Earth Ram’s face.
-Chwak!
At that instant, one of Earth Ram’s vicious eyes split in half, and purple blood sprayed out.
Earth Ram, its one eye cut open, let out a roar of pain.
-Kwooooooooar!
The roar created shockwaves and shook the surroundings.
The walls shattered, and it became utter chaos.
At the same time, enraged, the demon-beast Earth Ram ran wild and tried to stomp Mok Gyeong-un to death with its hooves.
‘Annoying.’
Mok Gyeong-un dodged it and tried to counterattack,
But then it happened.
-Paang! Paang!
Something like an invisible barrier blocked Earth Ram’s hooves.
As he was wondering what this was,
“Hey!”
‘!?’
A pretty short-haired girl in maid’s clothes, forming a hand seal with one hand, waved urgently at Mok Gyeong-un and shouted,](https://media.mangaai.com/e21f1b91-1d9f-4a45-891e-2b95d50915c5.png)
