Disciple of The Three Kings [EN]: Chapter 180

The Three Kings’ Disciple (181)

180

Kwaang!

A sound of explosion, unbelievable in its force, erupted as the ground was kicked.

Lee Ro-woon, a mere speck against the backdrop, raised the Namgoong Spirit Sword towards the arm descending as if to crush the world.

Goooo!

The air around Lee Ro-woon began to swirl.

‘The Ring of the Emperor is not complete.’

The teachings of three different masters.

When everything is complete, they will merge into one, granting a great power capable of subduing even chaos.

But it is not yet complete.

‘I can’t mix them.’

He cannot flexibly combine the teachings of each master.

His inner energy was already depleted.

What he can use now is the Ring of the Emperor.

Only the teachings of the Sword King master.

Shweeek!

But that was actually beneficial.

The teachings of the Sword King master have a unique aspect.

Anything held in the hand becomes a weapon, and it allows one to control them.

Jing! Jiiiiiiing!

It can also be greatly influenced by the weapon held in the hand.

The Namgoong Spirit Sword began to emit streaks of blue light.

Both of Balrog’s arms were fully extended.

Chwarururuk!

As if sensing something, the giant hand holding the whip moved.

The whip followed.

It curved and enveloped Lee Ro-woon as if to turn him into dust.

Booooooong!

A huge whip, like a tree trunk that must have been hundreds of years old, approached Lee Ro-woon’s eyes, casting a shadow.

It was the moment when the two were about to collide.

“That’s not how you use a whip.”

Lee Ro-woon’s voice was barely a murmur.

Chwaak!

The Namgoong Spirit Sword moved horizontally.

Even so, Balrog’s burning whip struck down towards Lee Ro-woon.

Hweaek.

It passed through Lee Ro-woon as if passing through a ghost.

“What…”

Even those who were watching the scene were naturally bewildered.

However.

“Avoid…”

Soon they could recall Lee Ro-woon’s words.

-If you don’t want to get caught up in this, get out of here as much as possible.

“Get out of the way-!”

Jjeojeojeojeojeong!

The sound of thunder echoed.

Balrog’s whip, which was striking down towards Lee Ro-woon.

That whip, which could never be broken even in the great battle with Balrog.

“Uwaaaak!”

It was splitting into two and falling down.

The martial artists, born as warriors of the Silver [a powerful martial arts organization], and trained in martial arts, used their inner energy to fight their enemies.

Kwaaaaaaaaang!

They had to pour all their inner energy into their lightness skill [a technique to move quickly] to survive.

***

“Father! Are you alright?”

Namgoong Mu-jin shouted as he supported Namgoong Chun.

“Call me… Clan Leader.”

Namgoong Chun corrected the title even in this urgent situation where he couldn’t even keep his balance.

“That’s a relief.”

Namgoong Mu-jin smiled faintly at the sight.

Namgoong Mu-jin looked around.

“……”

He couldn’t believe it.

A scene that was no different from a battlefield.

All of this was…

‘Master.’

It was the scene created by Lee Ro-woon.

-If you don’t want to get caught up in this, get out of here as much as possible.

He had seen and learned a lot about it, but he did not agree with that one thing.

How could a martial artist run away?

Also, he had not played a big role in waking up Namgoong Chun, so he was planning to help Master somehow with the remaining inner energy.

“Is it really…”

It was impossible.

“Is Master… the same as us… a human?”

That fight was a fight that he could not even dare to interfere with.

A battlefield where heaven and earth were being torn apart and hellfire was burning.

What help could he, who almost died from the fragments of the whip that Lee Ro-woon had broken, give?

“……”

Namgoong Chun had no answer.

Instead, he was looking up at the sky.

-Kuaaaaaaaaaaa!

Balrog’s voice roared loudly.

Both arms that had come out were cut off, revealing a gruesome cross-section.

Squirm.

It was trying to regenerate to recover immediately, but Master had done something, and Balrog was not regenerating well.

That was why.

“I… don’t know either.”

Balrog.

“Was Balrog originally an enemy that could be dealt with so easily?”

There was a reason for Namgoong Mu-jin’s question.

“Clan Leader, you know.”

The first disaster, the descent of Balrog.

At that time, the place where Balrog appeared was the Silver Territory, Asia.

A disaster that burned dozens of sects and trampled the land.

The event that they had to join hands with Einheart, who was at war, to catch it.

At that time, Silver and Einheart had selected their elites.

“Because you were there.”

Namgoong Chun had stood on that battlefield.

He had earned the position of Cheonhweju [a high-ranking position] by being recognized for his contribution at that time, so Balrog was an existence that Namgoong Chun could not help but know.

“No.”

Namgoong Chun says.

“Balrog is not an existence that can be dealt with so easily.”

A monster, a disaster beyond that.

That is Balrog.

A disaster that deflects sword energy, devours magic, and burns cities with one step.

“Then Master is…”

“No.”

Namgoong Chun denied it once again.

“It is true that Master has reached a realm beyond our imagination. But…”

There were similar beings on the battlefield that day.

‘Immortal.’

The Immortals of Silver.

They had received their help because the entire Silver Territory could be in danger, so they had been cautious and lived in seclusion.

The Master in front of him, Lee Ro-woon, was clearly in a similar realm to them.

Balrog was an opponent that was not easy even for them.

“Master has something. Something we cannot dare to know.”

That is what applies more strongly to Balrog.

And also.

“Balrog is…”

-Kuaaaaaaaaaaa!

The summoning magic circle shakes greatly and creates a shockwave.

Finally, Balrog’s huge head and part of his upper body began to appear from there.

“It is clear that it has weakened compared to that time.”

The power of hellfire that Balrog used and the power that took away his fighting spirit are not visible.

A weakened Balrog.

Master, Lee Ro-woon, once again held his sword diagonally.

The Namgoong Spirit Sword, which was so proud that it had never allowed anyone to touch it.

“Huh.”

Now that it was in Lee Ro-woon’s hand, it was showing its true power.

Wheeeeeeeek!

As if sucking in the moisture in the air, water spray began to hit the Namgoong Spirit Sword.

“That is…!”

Something different from what he had shown so far.

“It seems that Master has been waiting for this moment.”

It was clear that Lee Ro-woon had not shown his full power until Balrog pulled out his head.

It was as if his breath had stopped and time had stopped.

Now, all that could be seen was Balrog, who was roaring and trying to fall, and Lee Ro-woon, who was watching it and wrapping the Namgoong Spirit Sword in water spray.

‘It’s over.’

Although he was not in the same realm as them, Namgoong Chun, a martial artist who had gone through many life-and-death situations, could tell.

What was about to happen.

The outcome of this fight would be decided by that.

“Water King…”

A small voice that seemed inaudible.

-Kuaaaaaaaaaaaaa!

Balrog, whose whole body was engulfed in flames.

Kuwaaaaaaaaaaaaaaang!

The world was filled with a hazy mist.

***

“Cough. Cough!”

The martial artists who could barely breathe exhaled.

“Haa. Haa…. Haa.”

The meeting of the high temperature of burning everything and the water to put out the fire.

It was the result of everything in the atmosphere being burned.

It was impossible to know how long it lasted.

What they could know was.

“……”

That it was over.

In the slowly clearing mist.

Ssssk.

That their fate was at stake.

At the last moment, Balrog had clearly descended.

If Balrog was not finished.

“Prepare for battle.”

Everyone had to work together to stop Balrog.

In the slowly clearing mist.

“Damn it.”

What appeared was a huge demonic beast.

Balrog.

“I will… deploy the Azure Sky Limitless Sword Formation again.”

Namgoong Chun said, holding the spare long sword he had received from Namgoong Mu-jin.

-Kua…

Balrog’s voice that was heard gave him more certainty.

“Father! You can’t!”

“Didn’t I tell you to call me Clan Leader!”

Namgoong Chun said angrily.

“But! If you deploy the Azure Sky Limitless Sword Formation again with that body…!”

The Azure Sky Limitless Sword Formation was a strangely modified formation.

It was a sword formation, but it could also be called a formation, or even a magic circle.

The most important thing was the core.

Namgoong Chun, who held the Namgoong Spirit Sword, had to become the core and share all the burden of the formation.

“If we leave that alone, we will die anyway.”

“……”

“Thanks to Master, Balrog must have weakened even more. If we’re lucky, we might be able to finish it here.”

“Then I will do it.”

Namgoong Mu-jin’s eyes burned.

“I will become the core…”

“Nonsense!”

Namgoong Chun shouted once again.

“It’s not a formation that you can handle!”

Namgoong Mu-jin had not yet reached the position of Clan Leader.

If he had the qualifications, Namgoong Chun would have already passed on the position of Clan Leader.

It was foolish for Namgoong Mu-jin, who was still lacking, to deploy the Azure Sky Limitless Sword Formation.

“Also, you have something to do.”

“……”

“Save Master.”

“……!”

Master.

“Repay the favor. Also, saving him will be a blessing for the Namgoong Clan and Silver in the long run…”

Chwaaa!

When Namgoong Chun and Namgoong Mu-jin were sharing their firm gazes, the mist that had been slowly clearing was quickly splitting and disappearing.

Tilt.

The huge mountain collapsed.

Kuuuuuuuuuung!

A huge shock that caused the ground to collapse.

“Haa. Haa.”

In it, Lee Ro-woon was standing with the Namgoong Spirit Sword in his hand.

“There was no need to save me.”

* * *

Those who rushed towards Lee Ro-woon.

Thud.

It was the first time.

That Lee Ro-woon had bent one knee as if collapsing.

“Blood Demon Lord!”

“Jincheon!”

“Benefactor!”

They barely grabbed Lee Ro-woon, who was about to fall.

“Shopkeeper!”

At the voice that followed, Lee Ro-woon, who had barely regained his balance, chuckled.

“That level of acting is a disease.”

“What…”

Lee Yong-jin, who had called Lee Ro-woon shopkeeper, wiped under his nose and said.

“There’s no way the shopkeeper would fall at this level.”

Indeed, Lee Ro-woon pushed away the hands reaching out to him and stood upright, using the Namgoong Spirit Sword as a support.

“And to a shop assistant, the shopkeeper is like a god.”

“……I have nothing to say.”

Hase Min, who had been nervous at the sight, had a dumbfounded look, and Mo Yong-hu had a bewildered look.

Whatever it was.

“Blood Demon Lord!”

It was important that Lee Ro-woon was fine.

Kang Eun-ha hugged Lee Ro-woon tightly.

Tears welled up in her eyes.

“Ha. I told you I’m fine.”

“Blood Demon Lord!”

She, who would not oppose anything Lee Ro-woon said, ignored Lee Ro-woon’s words and gave him even more strength.

“Kuk.”

“I’m, I’m sorry!”

Kang Eun-ha finally let go when Lee Ro-woon cried out in pain.

She was now shedding tears like a waterfall, beyond the level of being welled up.

“I can’t believe it.”

Namgoong Chun, who was being supported by Namgoong Mu-jin, approached from behind and said.

“To think you would hunt Balrog alone.”

Balrog, whom Silver could not handle alone and had to reach out to Einheart.

A human who had hunted it alone.

“……Namgoong Chun, the Clan Leader of the Namgoong Clan.”

Namgoong Chun stood in front of Lee Ro-woon and said.

“I will accept all of Master’s requests.”

A late but definite answer.

Not only would he withdraw from the Five Great Families of the Mo Yong Clan, but he would also not interfere in the affairs of the Dang Clan.

‘If only I could.’

He also wanted to discuss the treatment of the Namgoong Clan, but Namgoong Chun could not say more.

“Right now.”

Lee Ro-woon’s eyes were still burning.

“Capture the Zhuge Clan.”