Disciple of The Three Kings [EN]: Chapter 7

The Three Kings' Disciple (8)

The Three Kings’ Disciple (8)

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‘Rowoon, just watch my back.’

Kim Shin-hong was a member of Dank, the small elite guild Rowoon had created, and their main tank.

‘Rowoon…’

But Kim Shin-hong hadn’t been able to properly fulfill his role as a tank.

He was suspicious, cowardly, and more afraid of pain than anyone else.

Even so, because he was a friend, because he was a founding member of Dank, Rowoon trusted him and went with him.

“Looks like there’s no one to step up for you now, huh?”

He hadn’t changed.

He had become the squad leader of the Hwasan Guild [a prestigious martial arts clan] in exchange for selling them out, but his eyes were the same as they had been in the past.

Weak and wavering eyes.

A heavy voice and tone to hide it.

“You’re going crazy, aren’t you?”

Rowoon said, curling up the corners of his mouth.

“How I have this power, how the Black Plums died. What my skills are, what my level is…”

Smirk.

“You’re going crazy because you don’t know anything.”

He doesn’t move without definite information.

He always waits for himself or others to engage the enemy, and only moves once he has a grasp of the situation.

‘Leave it to me!’

That’s Kim Shin-hong.

Still, he had leveled up with him for a long time, and before he betrayed him, his level was in the 130s.

A Ranker [a high-level player].

Since then, he had become the squad leader of the Hwasan Guild and grown with their full support, so his level must have exceeded 150.

“Looks like you’re the same way.”

Kim Shin-hong said, sounding relaxed.

“You don’t know how much my level has increased, or what other abilities I’ve gained. So, try doing what you used to do.”

He was smiling too.

“Don’t even bother looking around, just rush in and try to fight me!”

“Is that so?”

Rowoon opened his half-closed eyes and reached out his hand.

“I was planning to anyway.”

Fwoooosh!

The black blood cells that shot out from his palm made a tearing sound as they flew towards Kim Shin-hong.

Thud!

But as expected, Kim Shin-hong stuck his large greatsword from his back into the ground and used the flat of the blade to block the black blood cells.

“Ugh!”

Kim Shin-hong was pushed back, unable to completely deflect the impact.

Boom! Tatatatatang!

The black blood cells exploded, causing secondary damage, but Kim Shin-hong, as expected of a Ranker, blocked all of the attacks.

“……!”

Kim Shin-hong tried to turn around, belatedly sensing a presence.

“Looks like you haven’t leveled up as much as I thought.”

A voice came from right behind Kim Shin-hong.

He had blocked his vision with the black blood cells, and in the meantime, he had moved to take a position behind Kim Shin-hong.

“Back Shield!”

No sooner had Kim Shin-hong’s voice finished than a huge shield rose from the ground with a thud, blocking Rowoon.

Rowoon, blocked by the large shield, reached out his palm and fired black blood cells again.

Thwack!

The black blood cells dug deep into the Back Shield.

Boom!

The black blood cells exploded again, adding to the destructive power, but ultimately, they couldn’t break through his skill.

Rowoon, who had created some distance, said,

“Is it natural? It’s not like Hwasan, who calls themselves a prestigious clan, would give a squad leader position to a traitor who sold out his comrades, let alone nurture him.”

“Shut up!”

Whoosh!

Kim Shin-hong’s large greatsword slashed at Rowoon’s location.

The moment Rowoon tried to dodge the greatsword by bending his waist.

Fwoooosh!

The flow of air changed.

The greatsword, which had been slashing, was now aimed at Rowoon with the flat of the blade.

Thud!

The black blood cells that Rowoon shot out struck the flat of the greatsword, changing its direction.

“How… how did you get this power?”

Kim Shin-hong said, glaring at Rowoon.

“You clearly lost your player powers! But how!”

“I told you, I was lucky.”

“Shut up!”

This time, the greatsword thrust forward.

“Shield Wall!”

Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud!

Shields appeared from all sides where Rowoon was standing, trapping him like a prison.

A small gap between the shields.

Kim Shin-hong’s greatsword pierced through the gap.

“Haa, haa.”

Kim Shin-hong breathed roughly.

The black beads that came out of Rowoon’s hand definitely had unbelievable power.

But it was clear.

Smirk.

He can only shoot those black beads.

Otherwise, when he had taken a position behind him, he wouldn’t have shot black beads instead of another attack.

“It’s over.”

He was trapped in the shield wall, and his sword was in the gap.

This was a new skill he had gained that even he didn’t know about.

“Weapon Bomb.”

Crack!

A crack started to form from the tip of the greatsword.

Fwoooooosh!

The greatsword exploded, scattering thousands of fragments with the explosion.

It was powerful even in a wide open space, but trapped in a shield wall like this, there was no way to avoid it.

This was the growth he had worked so hard for.

“Still, I feel good about ending you with my own hands.”

It was the moment Kim Shin-hong smiled and released the Shield Wall.

“……!”

Kim Shin-hong’s face twisted horribly.

“H-how….”

The collapsed Shield Wall, and within it, one of Rowoon’s eyes was visible.

Surrounded by a black membrane, with fragments of the greatsword all over the black membrane.

Damn it, he wasn’t dead.

Just as he was about to draw another sword from his waist.

“Too late.”

Rowoon moved.

Whack!

Rowoon’s black hand grabbed Kim Shin-hong’s head and slammed it into the ground.

***

Honestly, I was curious.

How powerful was this power I had learned from my masters?

As a player who only learned and used skills, I was curious about how powerful this new power was.

Of course, if I were in perfect condition or had grown to some extent, I wouldn’t have hesitated.

I was about to become a high ranker, so I knew how amazing my masters’ teachings were.

But this was the most basic and starting point of my masters’ teachings.

‘Blood Demon Divine Art.’

I was curious about how much I could do with just that achievement.

It wasn’t about quantifying the power I felt in my body into a level.

I was curious about how effective it would be against humans, not my masters.

That’s why I deliberately dragged out the time and tried to fight him a little more.

“But….”

Rowoon said, pressing down on Kim Shin-hong’s head, which was buried in the ground.

“This is too easy.”

A Ranker that he had worked so hard to become.

Of course, Kim Shin-hong wasn’t a high-ranker, and considering his weak personality and skills, it was questionable whether he could even be called a proper Ranker.

But still, a Ranker above level 150….

“Is this right?”

He had overwhelmingly defeated him.

If this was the case with just the Blood Demon Divine Art, I couldn’t imagine what it would be like if I regained my other powers.

Of course, there were many strong people in this world who couldn’t be compared to Kim Shin-hong.

But Rowoon was certain now.

‘I won’t lose.’

It wouldn’t be long before there would be no one who could stand against him.

Not even the guild leader of the Hwasan Guild, or ‘them’ behind him.

Or even the beings of Einheart and Gehenna [mythical realms].

Finally….

‘One Hand.’

Even those who stood at the pinnacle of the world.

He was confident that he could catch up with them in not too long.

‘Honestly, I was curious.’

Ugh.

Rowoon thought, looking at Kim Shin-hong, who was struggling under his palm.

‘A hundred years of revenge.’

The revenge he had vowed every day when he was a worker at the corpse disposal site.

The revenge that he could only dream of, even though he knew it was impossible.

But during the hundred years he had been chosen as a vessel, he thought that the flames of revenge had faded and died out.

So, he was curious about how he would feel when he returned and met them again.

Would he feel nothing, with the embers completely extinguished?

Or would they reignite and spew out flames like hellfire?

And now, with his first revenge in sight, Rowoon’s heart was neither.

“It’s just… whatever.”

The flames of revenge didn’t ignite.

But they didn’t completely die out either.

He didn’t feel bad.

“Rowoon…, Rowoon!”

Kim Shin-hong opened his mouth, struggling.

He must have tried everything to get out of his hand, but he couldn’t.

Because his hand was now stealing everything from him with the Blood Demon Absorption.

“S-save me….”

In the end, that was what he said.

“Please… I had no choice but to betray you!”

“You had no choice?”

“If not, we would have all died!”

Kim Shin-hong shouted.

“If we wanted to live…, if you wanted to live, we had no choice….”

Pfft.

Rowoon laughed.

“Can you even call the slaves at the corpse disposal site alive?”

“That’s….”

“You became the squad leader of Hwasan, and I became a slave, feeling pain that felt like death every day. Is that for my sake?”

Rowoon’s eyes grew increasingly intense.

‘Killing intent!’

The symbol of a warrior, the energy that a player could never use, began to be released.

How he had obtained that power was not important now.

He had to live.

That was all that was in Kim Shin-hong’s head.

How did he get here?

“The other guys…, I’ll tell you where they are…!”

“……!”

The members of Dank who had betrayed Rowoon.

Kim Shin-hong was the only one who had been revealed.

The rest were all hiding somewhere, concealing their identities.

“So…, save… me. I’ll help you with your revenge!”

The killing intent disappeared from Rowoon’s eyes.

Kim Shin-hong, thinking it was a sign of affirmation, was about to let out a sigh of relief.

“You betrayed me, and now you’re talking about betrayal again.”

“That’s…!”

“It doesn’t matter anyway.”

Rowoon’s palm, which had been pressing down on Kim Shin-hong, opened.

“……!”

He knew what was about to happen.

“It’s actually better this way. Everyone will hear the news of your death.”

“Rowoon! Rowoon-!”

“And they’ll wait, trembling. Or they’ll struggle to survive.”

“Please! One more time…!”

“Not bad. I wasn’t planning on going to find them right away anyway.”

“Save….”

“Go and wait first, Kim Shin-hong.”

Thwack!

The black blood cells that shot out from his palm.

It lodged in his mouth.

Boom!

Kim Shin-hong’s pathetic screams were no longer heard.

“Hoo.”

Rowoon stood up.

He slowly looked around.

Tremble, tremble.

The workers at the corpse disposal site were lying face down, trembling like mice.

A fate where they couldn’t even run away because of the slave mentality and the slave seals that had been embedded in their bodies for years.

‘I too…’

I should have been one of them.

But that day, everything changed.

The corpse disposal site, where there wasn’t a single good memory.

There was no reason for slaves, whose lives were filled with pain, to make friends or talk to each other.

There was no reason to save anyone.

Swoosh.

Rowoon reached out and opened his palm.

They were just witnesses.

“S-save….”

The slaves, horrified by the sight, lowered their bodies even further and trembled.

They would die if they were left like this anyway.

They would be tortured as slaves, and then they would all be massacred for the crime of standing by while the squad leader was killed, and as an excuse for Hwasan’s reputation being tarnished.

So, he would end it.

“Please…!”

Papapapapapapapap!

Several dozen black blood cells shot out simultaneously and exploded.

“Cough!”

“Ughhh!”

“Agh!”

The black blood cells were embedded in most of the slaves at the corpse disposal site.

The slaves were already foaming at the mouth and trembling as if their heads had exploded.

Rowoon clenched his fist.

He had expected a series of explosions to erupt everywhere, but he didn’t hear any sound.

Only then did the slaves, sensing something was wrong, raise their heads and look at Rowoon.

Covered in blood from the battle, with his eyes half-closed as if he was tired.

“You’re free.”

Only then could the slaves realize.

“The slave seal…!”

“The seal is gone!”

The slave seal that had been binding them had disappeared.

When they tried to find Rowoon again, Rowoon was nowhere to be seen.

Disciple of the Three Kings [EN]

Disciple of the Three Kings [EN]

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[English Translation] In a world where players strive to become High Rankers, one individual finds himself on the brink of achieving this coveted status. Just as emptiness threatens to consume him, an unexpected system message offers a perilous choice: "[You have been chosen as the Vessel of Chaos. Do you accept? Warning: Depending on your choice, the world may face destruction.]" Driven by the lingering embers of vengeance, he accepts, only to awaken in the presence of three legendary figures:
  • The Martial King: Master of the Demonic Sect.
  • The Sword King: Sole ruler of Einhart.
  • The Demon King: The God-Slayer who usurped a deity's divinity.
These Three Kings, sovereigns of invaded worlds, now stand before him. As their disciple, he embarks on a journey that intertwines destiny, power, and the looming threat of chaos. Will he harness the chaos within or succumb to the destruction prophesied? Dive into the epic tale of "Disciple of the Three Kings" to uncover the fate that awaits.

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