Disciple of The Three Kings [EN]: Chapter 517

The history, painstakingly built up.

The power to destroy it all in an instant.

The ability to collapse the world with his own will.

“That is you.”

The Sword King was telling him.

*Kwang!*

The two swords clashed again.

The clear ringing of the swords echoed like a voice.

-Now do you understand the kind of power you possess?

His masters had once said.

That they had split the sky and shattered mountains.

But he.

-You have the power to break the world.

Beyond that, the power to destroy the world, the Sword King said.

-What are you trying to say?

*Kaang!*

Rowoon asked, responding to the Sword King’s words.

-Are you perhaps telling me to lay down my power and leave?

If so.

-I will.

*Ggeugeugeug!*

Beyond the clashing swords, they looked into each other’s eyes.

Rowoon was looking at the Sword King with eyes that showed not a hint of hesitation.

-Why didn’t you say so from the beginning? I don’t need this kind of power.

-That is not possible.

The Sword King replied.

-The power of chaos is a power that no one can handle.

It was at that moment.

*Jjeok!*

A tearing sound came from near the Sword King’s shoulder, and black, viscous fluid was flowing down.

-It is a power that no one can handle.

Rowoon stepped back.

Only then could he clearly see the Sword King’s appearance.

Rowoon had thought that he was fighting the Sword King on equal terms.

But the revealed truth was different.

*Ttuk, ttuk.*

Blood droplets were flowing down.

Though not large, there were scratches on the Sword King’s body.

These were wounds caused by the aftermath of the clashes with him.

But that thing on his shoulder.

“Chaos.”

The chaos was seeping out.

The chaos that had taken root in the Sword King’s body was flowing out because the Sword King could not handle it.

“…….”

Only then could Rowoon feel it more clearly.

That the chaos the Sword King possessed was larger than expected.

The chaos he possessed was more immense than what the Martial King and the Demon King had possessed….

“It was you, Master.”

That he was the one who had scattered chaos in this world.

The Sword King did not answer.

It was like Phile, the white knight.

*Sseuek.*

He took his stance again, preparing for the next clash.

The story.

*Kaang!*

With swords.

Sparks flew as they collided and bounced off.

There was another difference from before.

*Ggeugeugeug!*

Rowoon was being pushed back little by little.

The Sword King was no longer hiding anything.

*Kwaaaaa-!*

It seemed like he was now going to use all his power.

“What exactly are you trying to show me by going this far?”

Rowoon spoke in his own voice, not with his sword.

“Don’t tell me to speak with my sword!”

He also shouted, twisting his stance.

The blood sword, which had instantly lost its form and scattered, and beyond it, Espencia [Sword King’s sword] came crashing down, but Rowoon was no longer there.

The blood sword reappeared in Rowoon’s hand, who had stepped aside.

*Seogeok-!*

He succeeded in cutting the front of the Sword King’s robe.

“There is nothing more I can feel from your sword, Master.”

Rowoon said.

“While hiding so much, what are you trying to make me figure out?”

Something hidden in the Sword King’s swordsmanship.

Rowoon was shouting because he could not understand it no matter how much they clashed.

Soon.

*Kkumteul.*

The Sword King’s muscles began to twitch.

“No way….”

Rowoon’s pupils dilated as he looked at the Sword King.

The changes happening to him now, and the results that would follow, seemed visible to him.

*Chwaaaaa-!*

The Sword King’s energy exploded, and blood and flames burst out from underneath.

That was.

“What have you done?”

The martial art of the Divine Demon.

* * *

The martial art of the Divine Demon was writhing in the Sword King’s body.

“……!”

At that time, he couldn’t help but be truly surprised.

“What… what have you done?”

That was impossible.

The Martial King, the Sword King, the Demon King.

They were transcendents who had conquered a world with their own paths and became kings.

Their paths had reached the end, and they could even face chaos, but in the end, they could not overcome chaos and were defeated.

That is why they.

-Only by containing our essence.

-We must create a disciple who can contain all of us.

They had worked for thousands of years to modify and fuse what they possessed.

There was a finished product that had been created, but they could not contain it.

The already completed body and soul could not accept anything new, and for that, they needed an empty vessel.

-That is you.

That was Rowoon.

If the masters could have contained the results they had newly built up, they would have already done so.

Impossible.

*Kwaaaaa-!*

That had become a reality and appeared before his eyes.

The martial art of the Divine Demon, which had been unstable at first, was now revealing its form as it harmonized with the Sword King’s body.

*Sseuek.*

However, the Sword King had not given up his imperial sword.

The blood energy and the flames of the holy fire that had flowed in were dyeing his sword, Espencia, and it began to emit a deep light.

“The reason I couldn’t feel the swordsmanship….”

Rowoon said.

“Was it this?”

The hidden move of the Sword King.

And.

*Woong.*

It was the moment a small resonance rang out.

*Kwaaaang-!*

A deep light of destruction burst out in the place where Rowoon had been.

A powerful light that annihilated existence itself.

“Even the magic of Divine Annihilation….”

Rowoon, who had avoided it, stood on one side and said, looking at the Sword King.

The Sword King, he was not here as the Sword King right now.

He was like an existence similar to himself.

He had contained the essence of the three masters.

*Kwaaaa-!*

An existence that even contained chaos.

“What… what have you done?”

Rowoon asked again.

“The truth.”

The Sword King’s voice was finally heard.

“I am going to tell you the truth.”

It was at that moment.

The magic circles of Divine Annihilation filled all directions.

Through them.

*Taang-!*

The Sword King, accelerated further through the martial art of the Divine Demon, burst out.

It was a movement as if time had been accelerated, but in reality, it was just the power of his body making it seem that way.

Also, the Sword King, holding Espencia, which he had been holding with both hands, in one hand.

*Woong!*

With the Blood Demon Palm in his other hand, he charged at Rowoon.

At a speed that could not be avoided even if he tried.

*Kwaaang!*

Rowoon had no choice but to collide.

“Kuek!”

He was pushed back by the force he felt, but only for a moment.

As if he had predicted it.

*Wiiing-!*

The magic circles of Divine Annihilation emitted light and tried to pursue and annihilate Rowoon.

‘The truth.’

The Sword King said he would tell him the truth.

If so, the method would be the same as always.

“To my masters….”

Rowoon’s eyes changed.

A bright light began to soar from his entire body.

A clear and pure light, like when the world first existed.

“I will ask for your final teaching.”

It was the light of chaos.

* * *

The Sword King’s movements were almost identical to his own from not long ago.

Based on the body built up through the Martial King’s martial arts.

*Kwaaaaaang-!*

Through the Sword King’s sword, he would harmonize with nature and draw out power like nature, containing its mysteries to exert great force.

If there was anything lacking in that.

*Woowoong!*

It was filled by the essence of the Demon King and the magic circles of Divine Annihilation.

Everything the masters possessed were complete forms of offense and defense.

It was just that their specialized fields were different, and their usage and strengths were different.

However, the new Three Kings’ Martial Art, created by combining them, maximized all of that and was almost like eliminating the weaknesses themselves.

*Kaang!*

He seemed to understand what he hadn’t known when he used it himself, now that he was facing it.

‘Really….’

The Three Kings’ Martial Art that the masters had put into him.

“It’s astonishing.”

How great and perfect it was.

It was like that from the beginning.

After Rowoon returned to Earth, there were times when he was in danger.

When he had not gathered all the parts and it was not complete, there were times when he felt the threat of defeat, and times when he was aware of the danger to his life.

However, even with the three incomplete parts.

-The teachings of the Three Kings.

The moment he mastered the martial arts of the Three Kings, there was nothing that blocked his path.

Everything was just something that could be defeated, and there was only a difference in how much time it would take.

*Kwaaang!*

Now, Rowoon was feeling the feelings of the enemies he had faced.

He was being pushed back.

Rowoon was being helplessly pushed back by the Sword King’s relentless attacks.

But in the end.

*Sseuek.*

It was old.

Rowoon straightened his stance.

The pouring magic of Divine Annihilation.

*Woong!*

He waved one hand and trapped it in space.

“……!”

There was no need to explain how impossible it was to trap the power that annihilated even existence itself in one space.

In that gap, the Sword King squeezed his body into the empty space where Rowoon’s one hand was.

The power of the Blood Demon, the power of the Heavenly Demon.

Among the powers of the moon and the sun, the most powerful of those powers gathered and crashed down on Rowoon.

*Kooong!*

A heavy impact sound was heard from the collision.

Rowoon’s blood sword.

No, the chaos sword that was emitting a bright light….

*Chwaaaa-!*

It opened its maw as if trying to devour Espencia.

*Taat!*

The Sword King, feeling the threat, stepped back.

“…….”

Rowoon’s eyes were calm.

The Sword King’s appearance was his own from not long ago.

But that was old.

He was….

“I have discarded it.”

He had discarded everything once and emptied himself.

The Three Kings’ Martial Art, which was perfect without any further progress.

Completion meant that there was no longer any room for change or improvement.

*Kwaaaaa-!*

Rowoon discarded all of that and filled himself anew with chaos.

He had not named it.

But if he had to call it something.

-Chaotic Dance.

He would call it Chaotic Dance.

That’s what he thought.

This was definitely an improvement from before.

“The Three Kings’ Martial Art is ultimately a mixture of three things.”

Three geniuses, or rather, beings beyond that, had put in all their effort to recreate it, but the three parts, which were not made into one, could sometimes creak and break down.

But Chaotic Dance was different.

“From the beginning, this is one.”

His own existence, itself.

The chaos, which could become anything, moved organically and fulfilled all the parts.

Three, yet one.

No, more than that.

And the Chaotic Dance that was born like that….

*Kwakwakwakwang!*

It had the power to overwhelm the Three Kings’ Martial Art.