Disciple of The Three Kings [EN]: Chapter 277

“It’s called Blood Art.”

More precisely,

“It would be more accurate to call it Blood Demon Art.”

“……!”

The eyes of the martial artists widened as if they were about to tear out.

Not all, but some martial artists transcend desire.

They don’t crave power or wealth.

In fact, the Silver and Gray factions that dominate Asia did not openly display their dark desires.

Superficially, the national governments were in control, and they did not exercise direct power.

They seized and reigned, but did not dominate.

They only used their power when necessary.

The same was true for their greed for wealth.

Except for special cases like the Beggars’ Sect, they only sought as much wealth as they needed, believing they could obtain it whenever they wanted.

However, there was something that could make such martial artists’ eyes turn upside down, and that was….

-Martial Arts.

It was their greed for martial arts.

The desire for more profound martial arts, for new martial arts.

That was why they searched the Heavenly Demon Cave, started wars, and committed murder and kidnapping.

The part where their evil, desperation, and greed were most evident was when martial arts were involved.

And to them,

“Blood… Demon… Art….”

The name Blood Demon Art was enough to deliver a huge shock.

The Blood Sect, passed down by word of mouth.

And the name Blood Demon Art was something they could never forget.

“Isn’t that the mark of the Blood Demon….”

It was said that only the Blood Demon could learn it, and that anyone who learned the Blood Demon Art could become a Blood Demon.

And they were teaching that Blood Demon Art to just anyone?

Was that confidence that no one could learn it?

Or did it mean that there was no one who could defeat the Blood Demon before them?

It didn’t matter.

-Blood Demon Art.

It had filled the martial artists’ minds and wouldn’t leave.

Gulp.

Some actually swallowed their saliva, their eyes gleaming with greed.

However, most of them were still wary of Ro-woon.

They suspected that he wouldn’t reveal the peerless Blood Demon Art to just anyone, and that it was a demonic art that would destroy everything.

“We’ll see as we watch.”

Ro-woon said, pointing to the martial artists who had been defeated by him.

They were the ones who had been forcibly imbued with the Blood Demon Art, so they would feel something if they watched.

Also,

“Aren’t you tired?”

Ro-woon said.

“Of being swayed and used.”

It wasn’t just the Blood Demon Art that could persuade them.

“Of living a life where you are not even properly protected despite your efforts.”

Ro-woon looked at everyone.

“Of being discriminated against.”

He wasn’t just talking to the players.

He was also talking to the martial artists.

Unjust inequality.

They were martial artists, so they received better treatment than the players, but even among them, discrimination existed.

The son of the sect leader.

The large sects and the small sects.

The sects that were once called the Demonic Sect and the prestigious orthodox sects.

In addition, numerous differences created discrimination, and that discrimination was causing many things even in unseen places.

Saaa.

From beneath Ro-woon’s feet, a blood-red fog began to rise and spread in all directions.

“I will be your shield.”

Ro-woon said.

“Under the name of the Blood Sect, you will be protected, and the Blood Sect will not be afraid to shed blood.”

A life of being discriminated against and scorned just because a gate had appeared in a distant land.

He would help them escape that life.

“And I will make sure you are not discriminated against.”

Ro-woon said.

“Under the Blood Demon, all members are equal. That is the law and doctrine of the Blood Sect.”

It probably wasn’t a law created by his master.

It was probably a law created and preached by one of the sect leaders who supported the Blood Demon.

However, Ro-woon intended to use it without denying it.

“Join the sect.”

Ro-woon said.

“I will show you the way to live.”

The way to live.

“The way for you to live like human beings.”

Ro-woon’s eyes were now looking at the players, not the martial artists.

Paat!

It was the moment when the blood-red fog that had been spreading disappeared.

The martial artists and players were freed from the shackles that had bound them and regained their freedom.

“…….”

However, no one moved yet.

They had to choose.

-Whether to fight.

Or.

-Whether to submit.

And.

Chaeng!

The sound of someone dropping their weapon echoed.

“I, I will join the sect.”

One of the players.

A young man who still looked quite young.

“H, how do I do it?”

He made an awkward fist salute, trying to be as polite as possible.

Players who agreed with him came forward and made their respective fist salutes.

Some martial artists frowned at the sight, but the players’ expressions were all serious.

At that moment.

Paat.

Another person wearing a demon mask appeared from behind.

A large man with fiery red hair.

Kung!

He prostrated himself and raised his hands.

He took a posture of worship and shouted.

“Long live the Blood Demon! Long live the Blood Sect! Blood Demon….”

“Shut up. Please.”

* * *

And now.

“……….”

Ro-woon was looking out the window.

The long line in front of the Myriad Blood Sect was the line of those who wanted to join the Blood Sect.

At first, most of them were players.

From the beginning, Ro-woon had anticipated this situation.

The words Ro-woon had used to persuade them.

In the end, it was simply this.

-Those who need power, I will give you power.

Clearly, the Blood Demon Art was also effective on the players.

The players couldn’t use martial arts, but after being hit by the blood needles, they unleashed explosive power.

-I will be your shield.

The players’ circumstances were different from the martial artists.

Unlike the martial artists who had the Gray faction as their shield, the players’ circumstances were not good at all.

Especially here in the Philippines, the treatment of players was even more severe.

Meat shields.

Expendables.

They had no shield.

The Players’ Association, which should have been the players’ shield, was just a tool to convey the martial artists’ will and not dirty their hands.

Lastly.

-I will show you the way to live.

The way to live like human beings.

That desire that everyone wanted.

There was a driving force behind why the Enemy Faction was able to build a large force in the Philippines.

It was because this place was an island and good for creating hideouts, but ultimately, it was because it was easy to recruit soldiers to join the Enemy Faction.

Those who had accumulated resentment, but still could not join the Enemy Faction.

-I will join the sect.

They began to join the Blood Sect.

That’s how it started.

Ro-woon set up a place at the port, not the Myriad Blood Sect, and accepted players who wanted to join the Blood Sect.

There were also cases where martial artists branded them as traitors and hunted them, but Kang Cheol and others stepped in and hung them on poles.

After that, the line of players grew even longer.

That was enough for a few days.

-You bastard!

Isolated Luzon.

The peculiarity of the Blood Sect, the players who wanted to join the Blood Sect, the martial artists who had not yet decided, and those who thought it was a betrayal.

It was perhaps natural that there would be conflicts between them.

Also, unlike before, the martial artists were not perfect, and the situation was faltering due to the existence of the Blood Sect.

-Bang!

A fairly large-scale fight broke out.

And the result was….

-Unbelievable….

The victory of the players’ side.

Those who had joined the Blood Sect and become Blood Sect members had won against the martial artists.

That had never happened before, except for the Enemy Faction.

After that day, the line of players grew even longer.

Among them, there were also martial artists who cautiously approached.

And a few more days.

-We are under attack!

Another problem arose with the barrier of Luzon.

Lee Shin-woo had opened the barrier and not completely closed it.

And through that gap, the sea monsters that had been chasing Ro-woon and others attacked Luzon.

-Sea Serpent.

A Class A large monster.

It was a monster that had caused a lot of trouble and was one of the beasts that had caused many casualties.

And that guy was.

-Pajit!

Reduced to pieces, roasted by Ha Se-min’s lightning.

Also, the serpents that had rushed in with the Sea Serpent were shattered and became fish food by Lee Yong-jin and others.

That was enough.

Ro-woon had already kept two promises.

-I will give you power.

He had given them power.

-I will be your shield.

He had promised to be their shield.

They had seen the fulfillment of that promise with their own eyes.

Then, a change occurred.

-I am Man Gwi-san, the leader of the Myriad Blood Sect.

The de facto ruler of Luzon, Man Gwi-san, the leader of the Myriad Blood Sect, had come.

-I want to join the sect.

He had expressed his intention to join the sect.

It was not unexpected.

-We have already been abandoned.

The situation in the Philippines.

He had already heard the details from Lee Shin-woo.

As it was the territory of the Enemy Faction, Lee Shin-woo was well-versed in the situation in the Philippines, and so was Ha Se-min.

-The small and medium-sized sects in the Philippines are practically abandoned.

Their circumstances and grievances.

And even the reality.

Considering all of that.

-Will you really be our shield?

They would join the sect.

-We don’t need martial arts. Just….

Man Gwi-san’s face was filled with poison.

-Show us the way to live.

The thoughts and decisions that only a sect leader who leads a sect could make.

-You are welcome.

That was how Man Gwi-san joined the Blood Sect, and the Myriad Blood Sect became a subordinate sect of the Blood Sect.

After that, sects, martial artists, and players continued to join the sect in droves.

Also, Ro-woon did not give any disadvantages to those who did not join the sect.

“I will join the sect!”

The line of those who wanted to join the sect continued to grow.

* * *

The blood-red fog that enveloped Luzon.

Almost half a month had passed since that fog had descended.

“…….”

Those who had entered the blood-red fog had not returned, and it was still unknown what was happening inside.

Only rumors of the Blood Sect and the Blood Demon were being heard among the people.

That was why the martial artists, who could not stand still, led their armies and stood at the border of the blood-red fog.

“…….”

They glared at the fog with fierce eyes.

“How long do we have to keep doing this?”

Time passed aimlessly without them being able to do anything.

The problem was that there were quite a few people who had family or friends inside that blood-red fog.

As time went on, the probability of life inside decreased, so they were anxious.

“Damn it!”

That was why their dissatisfaction grew.

“What are Jeomchang and Gray doing!”

They had claimed to be their shield.

Therefore, those inside the shield had given much and given up much to those who were their shield.

Yet, they were furious at seeing them not stepping forward at such a crucial moment.

“We have received a message from Jeomchang.”

“Really?”

“Yes. Now we will move….”

It was at that moment.

Hooong.

A chilling wind that made everyone tense swept through the martial artists standing at the border.

“Th, that….”

They turned around and saw a group approaching.

The number of people was not large.

Roughly close to fifty.

However.

“It’s Jeomchang!”

Their flag made their number insignificant.

The appearance of Jeomchang at last.

And….

“Who are those people?”

There were people with them that made the martial artists’ eyes widen.