Disciple of The Three Kings [EN]: Chapter 329

The bridge had collapsed due to the explosion.

Even for martial artists, falling from such a height…

“Ugh, kkeuk… !”

Those crushed under the buses and vehicles groaned, unable to move easily.

They were not ones to miss such an opportunity.

Kwaang!

Players rushed in, throwing bombs.

“Kill them-!”

Filled with rage and explosive emotions, they charged to wipe out the injured martial artists.

“……!”

Oh Jin-kyung and Choi Ye-seul watched the scene.

“Is it the Blood Cult?”

Choi Ye-seul asked Oh Jin-kyung.

“No.”

Oh Jin-kyung said, rescuing the fallen martial artists nearby.

“They are not from the Milky Way or the Blood Cult.”

“How do you know that?”

Choi Ye-seul seemed to ponder as she watched Oh Jin-kyung rescuing the martial artists.

But eventually.

Thud!

She began to use her player powers to clear the debris of the collapsed bridge.

She, who had almost been killed by a martial artist, was now using her strength to save them.

Because she had also been saved by a martial artist.

“……”

“I heard that when the Milky Way exerts power in the name of the Blood Cult, they wear the Blood Cult’s uniform. Also, even in the name of the Milky Way…”

Those are players.

“They are not the Blood Cult.”

“Then…”

Oh Jin-kyung pulled out the unconscious martial artists and channeled his inner energy into them.

“Cough!”

The martial artists coughed up blood, their internal organs crushed.

Fortunately, they would survive.

“Take care of the injured-!”

Oh Jin-kyung commanded, directing the martial artists.

“Chung-!”

Those who were too injured to move were mostly martial artists who had followed Haenam, not Haenam themselves.

Haenam, true to their name as elites, had minimized their injuries by deploying protective energy even amidst the explosion.

Meanwhile, Choi Ye-seul rescued another martial artist and said,

“Who are they? The Azure Army?”

The news of the annihilation of the Red Army was already widely known.

The Red Army and the Azure Army, who had been active in the Asian region under the name of militias.

The radical Red Army was an uncomfortable presence even for the residents of Earth, but it was said to have been annihilated by the Blood Cult.

Then, what remained was the Azure Army.

“It doesn’t seem like them either.”

A group of players.

They attack martial artists, but they are not militias.

“The Azure Army doesn’t operate this way.”

The Azure Army did use force, but.

“They stick to assassinating key figures or using a small number to disrupt the whole.”

It was difficult, but it had the advantage of achieving what they wanted with minimal casualties.

But to blow up a bridge and.

“Kkyaaaak!”

Massacre so many people.

“That’s…”

They were known not to harm even civilian houses.

“Civilian forces.”

Oh Jin-kyung’s face hardened even more.

“Martial artists with minor injuries, retreat! Rescue the people in the civilian houses!”

Oh Jin-kyung shouted.

“Maybe…”

And then, a deduction about the identity of the enemies.

“They’re just players.”

Choi Ye-seul stopped.

“Players?”

“Players who have animosity towards Haenam and the martial artists.”

They.

“Have appeared due to the influence of the Blood Cult’s rise.”

In other words.

“……”

It was something that could not be called a group or organization.

It was at that moment.

Kwaaang!

An explosion occurred on one side of the bridge, and blue energy surged.

It was not from the players’ bombs but from inner energy.

The direction was right where.

“What the hell is going on!”

Lee Tae-kyum of the Great Cloud Sword was.

“Draw your swords. Annihilate those evil bastards who dared to spill Haenam’s blood.”

Lee Tae-kyum’s face was distorted like a demon.

“But… Great Sword Master told us to save the civilians…”

“Shut up!”

Lee Tae-kyum’s sword pierced the chest of a resisting martial artist.

“I am in command. Is my word less than the Great Sword Master’s?”

Lee Tae-kyum said, looking around with his eyes blazing red.

“What’s important for a martial artist is to subdue the enemy. Don’t worry about the vermin and clear away the trash.”

“……”

The martial artists didn’t know what to do.

However, the martial artists of Haenam moved first.

“Chung.”

Those who were heading towards the civilian houses began to move towards the players again.

* * *

Terror.

It was an act that could be called terrorism.

Players’ terrorism had happened countless times in the past.

In the early days when Eun began to dominate Asia, many players resisted it and expressed their intentions in various ways.

At first, they held non-violent protests, but.

-Kill them all.

Eun’s oppression was more brutal than expected, and after the incident where protesters were massacred, the resistance became more violent.

Countless people died.

After that, terrorism became rare.

Eun’s basic principle was that blood should be repaid with blood.

With more blood.

Swoosh-!

After that, only groups with names like militias or resistance forces fought against Eun, and it was rare for ordinary players to target martial artists.

But now.

“Kkyaaaak!”

The suppressed anger of the players had erupted.

“Kill!”

This place had already become a battlefield.

Players and martial artists were mixed together, wielding swords and hands to kill each other.

“……Huu.”

Choi Ye-seul, who was watching the scene, was overwhelmed and froze on the spot.

Battlefield.

The gates where they fought monsters and hunted them were also called battlefields.

But this place exuded a different atmosphere.

Those who could be called fellow humans.

Swoosh-!

They struggled to kill each other, pouring out everything.

“Uweck…”

She felt a sour taste rising from her stomach, and it felt like she would throw up everything at any moment.

“Great Sword Master…”

The martial artists gathered towards Oh Jin-kyung.

They were the ones who prioritized Oh Jin-kyung’s words over Lee Tae-kyum’s.

“What should we do…”

“The order…”

A clash of command.

“Prioritize the rescue of the civilians. There are enough people to deal with them anyway.”

“……!”

“I will take responsibility.”

At Oh Jin-kyung’s words.

“Chung.”

The martial artists began to move.

“What are you doing!”

Lee Tae-kyum swung his sword, cutting down three players at once and shouted.

The martial artists ran towards the civilian houses.

“I sent them.”

Oh Jin-kyung said to Lee Tae-kyum.

“There are enough forces to deal with them anyway. Let the rest save the civilians.”

“Senior Brother.”

Eyes met, and flames ignited.

“Tch. Let’s talk about this after we clean up this trash.”

Fortunately, Lee Tae-kyum’s anger was greater towards the players.

Lee Tae-kyum moved forward.

“That’s the Great Cloud Sword!”

“Kill the demon of Haenam-!”

The players rushed at him, but.

Smirk.

Lee Tae-kyum smiled and danced with his sword.

Every time his sword moved, the lives of the players were extinguished.

“I’ll show you why you are trash.”

The players had resisted countless times.

But the reason they stopped resisting was.

Swoosh!

Because there was an insurmountable gap between them and the martial artists.

Clang!

Players who reached the ranker level could not face a master of the Profound Realm [a high level of martial arts mastery].

Only high rankers could clash with the Profound Realm.

But there were only a hundred high rankers in Asia.

“Trash.”

Kwaang!

There was a clear reason why it was difficult to reach the high ranker level.

Not only was it difficult to hunt enough monsters to gain the experience to reach the high ranker level, but even if they only hunted monsters, they had to overcome a wall to become a high ranker.

Also.

“Just die.”

The reason why there were only a hundred high rankers was.

“Just die, all of you.”

Because the Assembly was controlling their numbers.

When a player reached a certain level, they were monitored, and their tendencies and everything were analyzed to eliminate those who needed to be eliminated.

Clang!

At that moment, someone blocked Lee Tae-kyum’s sword.

“Hooh.”

Lee Tae-kyum’s eyes curved into a smile.

The power felt from the clashing swords was unusual.

“A high ranker?”

Lee Tae-kyum asked.

“I am Kim Chang-il.”

The opponent replied.

One of the seven high rankers in South Korea had finally revealed himself.

“You know what it means for a high ranker to oppose a martial artist, right?”

Everything they had built up to become a high ranker.

Everything after that.

It meant losing all of it.

“The price is not just paid by you.”

Clang!

Amidst the sparks, Lee Tae-kyum smiled and said,

“Do you know that the price will be paid by your family, your acquaintances, your friends?”

Lee Tae-kyum mocked his opponent.

The Assembly managed everything about high rankers.

The Player Association itself was in the hands of the Assembly.

Also, the Player Association investigated and possessed everything about high rankers.

If they stood on the opposite side of Eun.

Smirk.

“I’ll kill them all.”

They would die.

“You know nothing.”

Kim Chang-il, who was facing him, said, drawing more power from his system core.

Whirr!

White wings spread out from his back.

“My family is already dead. By your hands, Haenam.”

“What?”

It was the rule not to easily touch the families of high rankers.

“Ah.”

Then he remembered something.

The ones a certain sect had brought to the banquet a while ago.

The guys they had sent to play with as they pleased had said something.

-My father won’t let you get away with this.

The guy who had glared at him with venom.

Lee Tae-kyum had laughed and cut off his tongue.

“You played tricks.”

He seemed to know what was going on.

High rankers still had considerable influence, and even martial artists could not easily disregard them.

In the midst of that, there was a sect that clashed with this person.

‘They used me.’

They had used him to get rid of Kim Chang-il.

It was true that he felt bad.

But.

“It’s good.”

That was all.

“I have been given a reason to deal with a subversive element like you.”

“You… !”

Clang!

It was the moment when swords clashed dozens of times in a single instant.

And.

Sway.

Lee Tae-kyum’s inner energy was visualized like a wave, crashing behind him.

At that moment.

Taat!

Lee Tae-kyum, who had kicked off the ground, rose into the sky and pointed the tip of his sword at Kim Chang-il.

“Great Wave.”

Haenam’s ultimate technique was unleashed from his hand, and the swaying waves became a storm, engulfing Kim Chang-il.

“Keo, keok!”

Everything that looked like waves was sword energy and sword aura.

It began to tear apart and crush everything about Kim Chang-il.

“Angelic Shield!”

Kim Chang-il, who was focused on defense, unleashing all his skills.

He eventually.

Thud.

Kneeled on the ground, covered in blood.

His armor and weapons were all shattered, and there was no magic power left in his system core.

Thud.

The shadow approached him.

“Did you really think that you high rankers could face a master of the Profound Realm?”

Of course, it was possible.

If it was a fake Profound Realm, not a real one.

High rankers were probably on par with those who only had a lot of inner energy.

But.

“Vermin are just vermin.”

The real thing was different.

Did they know?

That even the high ranker was just a rank that the Assembly engraved, not something that the system determined.

And even if they became such a high ranker.

“Sit there and watch the players die like your family. I’ll show you myself.”

They were still at a level where it was difficult to face a truly strong martial artist.

They wouldn’t know.