Disciple of The Three Kings [EN]: Chapter 265

-Blood Flower.

Something came to mind at Chilabao’s words.

-The demons of Gehenna have unique abilities for each race.

A voice that seemed to lick at the brain was still vivid.

-Those abilities are their essence, their very core.

A story about the special abilities of the demons of Gehenna.

-All demons’ magic stones are different, and they hold different powers….

A voice that seemed to pickle the brain.

-Those of the same race have similar forms. That’s to fully use the power of the magic stone, to use the demonic authority they possess.

Lee Ro-woon opened his eyes, which had been tightly closed.

“Are you alright?”

Chilabao’s flustered face immediately came into Lee Ro-woon’s view.

“I’m… fine.”

Lee Ro-woon answered a little slowly.

Worried gazes followed, but Lee Ro-woon had returned to his usual self.

“Blood Flower.”

Chilabao asked if he knew about the Blood Flower.

“It’s the authority of the Black Orcs.”

“……You know about it.”

Lee Ro-woon nodded.

“You’ve already shown it to me.”

In the battle with Chilabao, Chilabao had used a power similar to that of the Blood Demon God.

That was the authority of the Black Orcs, the Blood Flower.

Flower of blood.

And a drawing of blood.

-Warrior’s tattoo.

That’s what it was also called.

“Originally, only Black Orcs can draw out the power of the Blood Flower.”

Chilabao said.

“However, it seems you have already acquired a similar power.”

Just as he thought of the Blood Demon God when he saw the Blood Flower, he too had thought of the Blood Flower when he saw the Blood Demon God.

“Then….”

Chilabao said.

“Perhaps you might be able to learn the Blood Flower and draw out even a little of its power.”

Sharing the authority of a race.

“Of course, the thought that it would be impossible is greater than the possibility that it is possible.”

There have been countless people who have coveted the authority of a race.

Especially in Gehenna, where the law of the jungle is most evident.

However, the authority of a race was not something that could be obtained just by coveting it.

But.

“As you know….”

Chilabao says.

“The Black Orcs are no longer beings that belong to Gehenna.”

That which should be inside them.

-Magic stone.

There is no magic stone.

Its traces remain, but what is replacing it is the Beast Palace’s core.

The isolated world.

The gate was reopened, and communication with Gehenna was cut off.

And so, the Black Orcs also.

-Lost their power.

The moment they were about to lose their power and reason, they met the Beast Palace and began to coexist and live together.

They were no longer the Black Orcs of Gehenna.

-A new kind of Black Orc.

It could be said that they have been transformed into another race.

So.

“Our authority has also changed.”

Red flowers bloom on Chilabao’s skin.

It changed like a drawing, humming and beginning to shine.

“An authority befitting martial arts. Rather than the authority of a race, it could be called the authority of martial arts.”

Their changed authority.

“I will give this to you. I don’t know if it will be of any help to you.”

What Chilabao wanted was the future of his race.

And he was entrusting that to Lee Ro-woon.

The Blood Flower would be the greatest of the things he had to give to Lee Ro-woon as compensation.

“That’s funny.”

Lee Ro-woon leaned against the wall, scoffing.

“You’re offering something as compensation that I may or may not be able to learn?”

“…….”

“You’ve already checked whether the martial artists of the Beast Palace can learn the Blood Flower, right?”

“That’s right.”

“And the result?”

Chilabao shook his head.

In the end, even though the authority of the Black Orcs had changed, they had failed to share it.

“Even so….”

Chilabao was about to speak to persuade Lee Ro-woon.

“It’s okay.”

Lee Ro-woon cut him off.

“I’ll be able to learn it.”

Lee Ro-woon straightened his body.

It was as if his consciousness was being sucked into the deep sea again.

A voice that felt like it was melting his brain.

-What I can give you is the qualification of a Demon King.

The voice of his Demon King master could be heard.

-My magic stone is the qualification of a Demon King, the right and authority to rule all demons.

That was the power that the Demon King race possessed.

-However….

It was as if she appeared before his eyes and licked her lips.

-A Demon King is different from others, you can only be reborn as a true being once that power is recognized.

Her hand brushed over Lee Ro-woon.

-A Demon King….

Her phantom, which had appeared out of nowhere, whispered into Lee Ro-woon’s ear.

Lee Ro-woon opened his eyes.

“I can learn the authority of all demons.”

Chilabao was shocked and stepped back at the sight of his eyes, which had turned black.

* * *

Another few days passed.

“……….”

The group, with a changed atmosphere, stood with heavy faces.

“Has there been any progress?”

There was no answer to the question they asked each other.

However, their firm eyes seemed to be saying something.

It was then.

Kooong.

A tremor that shook the ground spread in all directions.

Kooong!

The heavy footsteps were.

“It’s like a war cry.”

It was like a silent war cry.

In the distance, dust clouds were rising from the Black Orcs’ city, Black Bao.

Saaa.

The dust clouds slowly subsided.

Kooong!

And once again, a huge footstep was heard.

“It’s a spectacle.”

“It is.”

As the group said, the sight before their eyes was a spectacle.

Wolves with blue manes and silver manes.

On top of them, Black Orcs, heavily armed and holding the reins, were moving in groups.

Flash.

The wolves’ eyes shone with a fierce light.

The gleaming eyes were shining with murderous intent.

Gooo.

It was as if the air was swirling.

“The martial arts of the Beast Palace….”

It couldn’t even be called martial arts.

“Beast Synchronization.”

Sharing a mind with a beast, synchronizing with it, and sharing their will.

And thus, becoming one with the beast and sharing its power.

Although it is called sharing, it is actually closer to multiplication.

Kooong.

They were a pair of wolves and orcs, a single entity.

Sseuk.

Hashman, the Black Orc commander, who was at the very front, raised his glaive.

The wolves and orcs stopped their advancing steps.

“Woo.”

It was a cry.

“Woo!”

It was a shout.

“Wooooooo!”

It was a howl.

One hundred Black Orcs in total.

It was the maximum force they could use, and the best elites had gathered in one place.

“S-Class Gate….”

Lee Shin-woo had compared Bohol to an S-Class Gate [a high-level dungeon or portal].

But now that he was closer to the truth, he no longer thought of Bohol as just a gate.

However, if this place were to be considered a gate.

“SS-Class….”

It would definitely be SS-Class [an even higher-level dungeon or portal].

The worst, most heinous gate that had never appeared before.

The image of those hundred or so Black Orcs rushing out into the world and rampaging was imaginable.

Oso so.

Goosebumps rose all over his body.

It was a scene he seemed to have seen in a past video.

‘The sight of armed humans blocking dozens of tanks.’

No matter how armed they were, humans were just mere insects in front of tanks.

The image of them being swept away and trampled.

Even the Rankers [powerful individuals] would be like paper in front of them, and even the martial artists of a decent sect or the masters of the Hwagyung realm [a high level of martial arts] would not be able to touch even a single hair of the wolves.

A word came to mind.

That which he could not dare to utter.

-The army of destruction.

The thought that they were the vanguard of that army.

The group straightened their posture.

They had been assimilated by their serious appearance and determined attitude.

Sseuk.

Hashman lowered his glaive and held his breath.

Now, there was only one person who would not appear in his place.

The commander who would lead this army.

Splash.

The black ground was undulating.

The direction he was appearing from was the opposite of where the group and the Black Orcs were.

-I’ll be away for a while.

Lee Ro-woon, who had left Black Bao for a while after talking with Chilabao.

-I’ll be back before it’s too late.

He was revealing his presence.

Nothing had changed.

His clothes were spotless, and there wasn’t a single scratch on his skin.

Sway.

But his swaying eyes.

“Huuup.”

There was something that made them gasp.

Splash. Splash.

Lee Ro-woon appeared, stepping on the black ground.

One hundred Black Orcs, Kang Cheol, Lee Shin-woo, and others.

Naturally, it was Lee Ro-woon who should have been overwhelmed.

“Everyone’s gathered.”

Rather, Lee Ro-woon was exuding an enormous presence as if he were facing the army alone.

“Are the Black Orcs all there is?”

“We have gathered only the best of the race. There is no more sufficient combat force than this.”

Hashman’s firm answer.

Lee Ro-woon nodded.

“It’s enough.”

A bright smile spread across Hashman’s lips.

A smile like a child who was happy to be recognized.

Sseuk.

Lee Ro-woon turned around.

“Everyone seems to have made some progress.”

“……!”

At Lee Ro-woon’s words, Hase Min and the others widened their eyes.

“As expected, the eyes of a divine demon cannot be deceived.”

A very small achievement.

No, it was an achievement that could not be revealed in reality.

Even so, Lee Ro-woon’s senses, which recognized it, could be said to have already transcended humanity.

“Then….”

Lee Ro-woon drew the greatsword hanging on his back.

As he slowly walked forward, there was the black ground he had stepped on.

This was the first problem the Black Orcs had.

-Black Bao is outside the territory of the Guardian Wolf.

The Black Orcs’ city is protected by the Guardian Wolf.

-But the land outside of that is….

A place called the black land.

A place where one cannot advance without using the Water-Walking Technique.

It was a term for the land where monsters covered in black slime appeared.

-It is the territory of the Black Lion.

That was why the Black Orcs had never attempted a large-scale advance.

If a small number of people stepped on the black land, the Guardian Wolf could protect them.

However, the Guardian Wolf, who had lost his power, could not protect a large number of orcs, and therefore, they had never attempted an advance.

The same was true now.

Rather, the power of the Guardian Wolf had weakened even further, and it was limited to protecting Black Bao. Due to the fact that he had come out to greet Lee Ro-woon, he could no longer affect the black land.

-If you don’t help….

If Lee Ro-woon didn’t step in.

-We will be annihilated anyway.

The black land, the Black Lion, would even devour Black Bao.

For the Black Orcs, it was a situation where they had to move forward to survive.

The vast black land and the towering trees that stretched out before their eyes.

Saaa.

At that moment, when an ominous wind was swirling and covering everyone.

Woong.

A subtle resonance was heard from Lee Ro-woon.

Lee Ro-woon stood with both hands on the greatsword and slowly changed his stance.

“…….”

The greatsword in his hand was trembling.

It was the first greatsword he had made properly.

‘And the last greatsword.’

Perhaps Lee Ro-woon would no longer make weapons.

Just thinking about the wealth and materials that went into making the greatsword was enough.

An item made from the essence of Balrog and Dragon, which were hard to find on Earth.

An item that had been hammered with all the Ten Thousand Year Cold Iron from the Dang Clan.

If one were to calculate the value of this greatsword, it would be worth enough wealth to buy a country.

But the real reason why Lee Ro-woon thought he would not be able to make a similar weapon again was different.

The words the blacksmith had said when he made this sword.

-Pour out the emotions that the Heavenly Demon has.

As he said, Lee Ro-woon poured out what he had, and this greatsword was born.

Paruru.

The trembling feeling of the greatsword was conveyed.

Lee Ro-woon finally.

“Your name is Wrath.”

He gave the greatsword its first name.

Kwaduk!

Wrath was plunged into the black ground.