Disciple of The Three Kings [EN]: Chapter 257

The Three Kings’ Disciple (258)

257

Du-du-du-du-du!

The helicopter propellers roared like thunder.

Several helicopters and cars were advancing below them.

Lee Rowoon, Lee Shin-woo, Ha Se-min, and the Blood Cult members were aboard.

Du-du-du-du-du!

Hot wind and a deafening roar rushed in through the open door.

In the midst of it, Ha Se-min looked at Lee Rowoon.

-Evil God.

The words he had heard earlier.

-Call me Evil God.

It wouldn’t leave his mind.

Until now, Lee Rowoon hadn’t established his own identity.

As the Blood Demon of the Blood Cult, sometimes as someone’s benefactor, and sometimes as Jincheon of the Hao Clan.

Sometimes he was called Heavenly Demon, and other times.

-Lee Rowoon of Dank.

He also used the name Lee Rowoon.

Having many identities seemed to prove his greatness, but Ha Se-min felt differently.

Lee Rowoon himself seemed unsure of how to express himself.

He was so different from the Lee Rowoon of Dank in the past.

Yet, he couldn’t be called the Blood Demon because he didn’t know the Blood Cult’s doctrines.

The same went for the Heavenly Demon, and he didn’t even know about the existence of Jincheon.

‘He was wandering.’

Lee Rowoon was just wandering.

He didn’t know what to do or who he was, so he just let himself go with the flow.

They had no complaints about following him, but Lee Rowoon wouldn’t have been the same.

He probably never thought of them as his own people.

That’s why he never called on them or even asked for their help at any moment.

Nod.

Ha Se-min made eye contact with Kang Han-cheol and nodded.

For someone who follows another, it was a very difficult thing.

The fact that the master they had to follow didn’t need them.

Also, the fact that they couldn’t even be of help to their master caused deep self-doubt in his subordinates.

‘Kang Eun-ha.’

Ha Se-min could understand Kang Eun-ha.

She had stepped forward and died, even though she wasn’t needed.

She could even be said to have hindered Lee Rowoon, but Ha Se-min understood her.

He would have done the same.

He would have gladly given his life to be of any help, to give Lee Rowoon even a little bit of emotion.

That was what Lee Rowoon was like.

Again, the words from earlier came to mind.

-Call me Evil God.

It was different now.

Lee Rowoon had confirmed his own name.

-You are the Evil God’s followers.

He also made their affiliation clear.

Although detailed adjustments were needed, the big picture was set.

Du-du-du-du-du-du!

It meant that Lee Rowoon had finally accepted them.

It meant that he would lead them.

That was enough.

Even if the path was thorny, even if there were many deaths on that path.

Even if that path was full of sadness and sacrifice.

‘I will follow.’

They had returned after a long, long journey.

And now, they were finally at the starting point.

The glorious place that would be the starting point.

-Manila.

The capital of the Philippines, Manila.

“It will be the starting point.”

It would be the starting point.

Du-du-du-du-du!

The helicopter moved forward quickly.

But before going to the starting point, there was a place they had to stop by.

* * *

Except for a few cities, the Philippines was no different from a land of death.

The reason was that there were not enough initial players, and the Silver Gates had not opened much.

Also, the fact that it was an island, which was not easy to travel to, was another reason.

The gates had opened, but they could not close them.

And those gates.

Bang!

They had burst open.

Numerous monsters poured out.

The players and martial artists tried their best to resist, but while fighting the monsters, another gate broke.

A vicious cycle.

Even if they requested support, it was useless.

Before Silver dominated Asia, in the early days when the gates were opening, other places didn’t have the power to help anyone.

They had to try their best to protect their own territory, their own land.

The result was this.

The area of Southeast Asia, including the Philippines, had become a land of monsters.

A land of death.

All the survivors could do was protect the remaining territory.

“We’re approaching soon.”

A question might arise.

If everything was stable now, why not reclaim the land?

The vast player forces.

The powerful martial artists.

They should have been dispatched to reclaim the lost land.

There was an answer.

-Impossible.

To be precise, it was not cost-effective.

Those places that had become lands of death.

Kings had been born there too.

Of course, it didn’t mean the Five Kings like the lawless zone in Russia.

“Prepare for the collision caused by the magic power waves….”

The moment Ha Se-min said something.

Wooong.

A resonance spread from Lee Rowoon’s chest.

Hwaaaak!

A refreshing energy was felt instantly.

Just being near him made the blurry vision clear, and the pounding heart calmed down.

Jijik.

But the situation outside was different.

A magic barrier that looked like a hazy dome was slowly distorting.

Sseuk.

Lee Rowoon straightened his knees and stood up.

“What are you going to do….”

Ignoring Ha Se-min’s words, Lee Rowoon raised his greatsword.

Guwoong.

The magic power that had spread from the Ring of the Emperor devoured even the magic power outside and settled into the greatsword.

Woowoong.

The greatsword trembled as if it were alive.

As if it were happy, like a child whining for food.

It was that moment.

Sseuk.

Lee Rowoon’s sword fell vertically from top to bottom.

Jiiiiiiik!

The natural barrier that had been formed by the condensation of magic power for decades was instantly split open.

“Now.”

Lee Rowoon’s voice.

Ha Se-min fixed his dumbfounded face and immediately shouted.

“Now-!”

It was just repeating Lee Rowoon’s words, but the meaning was clear.

Du-du-du-du-du!

The nose of the helicopter began to drop downwards.

At the same time, the helicopter began to move forward at a rapid speed.

Tuh-tuh-tuh-tung!

A strange pressure pushed against the helicopter, against their whole bodies.

“More!”

At Ha Se-min’s shout, the helicopter sped up as if squeezing out its last bit of strength.

It was the moment the helicopter entered the split barrier.

Kkulreong!

The split barrier began to heal.

“……!”

The other helicopters were following behind.

The Black City, the Blood Cult, and the Ghost Valley assassins were on board.

The barrier was closing completely.

Seogeok.

Once again, Lee Rowoon’s sword moved.

However, what Lee Rowoon had cut was only a moment of time.

“Stand by.”

Lee Rowoon’s voice spread like thunder.

Tu-tu-tu-tu-tu!

The helicopters stopped quickly.

The barrier was already completely closed.

In the end, only one helicopter that Lee Rowoon was on had crossed the barrier.

“It can’t be helped.”

Even if they waited outside, nothing would go wrong.

The preparations were thorough.

“Hoo.”

After taking a breath, the helicopter was descending towards the ground again, finding its pace.

A dense forest.

The sea.

Black land.

This was Bohol, the cause of the Philippines becoming a land of death.

* * *

In the past, Bohol was one of the famous tourist destinations in the Philippines.

It was a place where many tourists visited because it preserved its natural environment.

But now, it was called the black land, where only black trees and black earth existed.

Jjil-kkeok.

The ground grabbed and pulled at their feet like a swamp.

“At the very least….”

Lee Yong-jin said as if he was dumbfounded.

“You need to be able to do something like Water Walking or Light Footwork to move easily.”

A sublime technique that allows one to walk on water.

It was a technique that required at least the Hwagyung realm [a high level of martial arts mastery] to use, and it was known that one had to reach the Hyungyeong realm [an even higher level of martial arts mastery] to use it proficiently.

Also, it was something that the created martial artists could not do because they did not understand the principles.

Tung.

That was the minimum requirement to step on this land, so Lee Yong-jin couldn’t help but laugh as if he was dumbfounded.

“The helicopter….”

It was then that Ha Se-min looked at the helicopter.

Kkulreong.

The helicopter was already sinking into the swamp-like ground.

“Well, there will be many ways to get out.”

It was a quick surrender.

“You guys wait here.”

Ha Se-min said to the helicopter pilots.

They were martial artists of the Black City, and they were masters of the Hwagyung realm, but they were not at a level where they could use Water Walking every moment.

“It seems that the trees are not being sucked in, so it would be best to hold on to the trees.”

“Understood.”

The helicopter pilots quickly climbed the trees and took their positions.

Now, only Lee Rowoon, Kang Han-cheol, Lee Yong-jin, and Lee Shin-woo were standing on the ground.

“Can you hold on for long?”

Ha Se-min said to Lee Shin-woo.

“Although I am not a martial artist….”

Knowing the relationship between Lee Shin-woo and Lee Rowoon, everyone respected Lee Shin-woo.

“This much is easy. Moreover, I leveled up a bit this time, so I’m fine.”

“That’s a relief.”

While they were talking, Lee Rowoon had his eyes closed.

Bohol.

It was Lee Rowoon who wanted to come to this decisive place that had turned the Philippines into a land of death.

They had stopped by because he said they had to before going to the starting point, but they still didn’t know the reason.

Sseuk.

Lee Rowoon opened his eyes.

“It’s not clear yet.”

As he muttered incomprehensible words, Ha Se-min and the others closed their mouths.

Until now, Lee Rowoon had never explained anything properly.

“There’s something I’m looking for.”

But today, for some reason, Lee Rowoon told them the reason first.

“I felt that energy here.”

“In Bohol?”

“Maybe….”

Lee Rowoon said.

“It seems to be related to a guy called a king.”

Why wouldn’t there have been efforts to reclaim the territory taken by the monsters?

They had already tried to reclaim it several times.

But as they had already seen, this was not a land that could be reclaimed.

A land where one could not even stand properly without using Water Walking.

Moreover, a king existed on this land.

-Among the monsters, there are special individuals that become stronger through cannibalism.

It was one of the stories already known to the world.

A story about special monsters among the many monsters.

That special species was like a player.

They ate monsters and grew.

What was born that way were the special monsters called kings.

Monsters of disaster level like Balrog and Dragon, but they had territory like kings and did not come out of it.

That was why humanity could not reclaim the lost land.

“The kings’ grades are estimated to be at least SS-class.”

Ha Se-min said.

“That means disaster level.”

Like Balrog or Dragon.

“But according to internal information….”

In fact, Ha Se-min had been worried.

He had wondered if he should stop Lee Rowoon from going to Bohol.

“It is judged to be higher than that.”

The king of Bohol, the king of the Philippines, was strong.

“It’s an unknown fact, but….”

Ha Se-min was the king of the Black City.

He was the one who handled information.

His information power was absolutely not lacking compared to the open information, and in some ways, it could be said to be even better.

The Black City King was the one who moved not only the revealed information but also the hidden information.

“There is a story that the hidden masters of the starting point have moved.”

“Hidden masters…?”

Lee Shin-woo asked.

“They are at least the level of the leaders of the Nine Great Sects.”

“……!”

Masters of the Life and Death Realm [a very high level of martial arts mastery].

The starting point also belonged to the Nine Great Sects, so there would have been hidden masters.

“But among them….”

Kuru-ru-ru-rung.

The sky was rumbling.

“The information was that no one who went to Bohol has returned alive.”

Kuoong!

Lightning was striking in the clear sky.