Disciple of The Three Kings [EN]: Chapter 338

Clang! Kaang!

Swords clashed, and blades grazed past each other.

The ground was overturned by the aftershocks, and buildings cracked.

“Push them back—!”

Haenam continued to advance, pressing Eunha relentlessly.

Eunha stood against the incoming tide.

The difference between the over 90,000 troops and the mere 20,000 was vast.

However.

‘Something is off.’

The Haenam warriors in command sensed something was amiss.

Haenam clearly had an overwhelming numerical advantage.

“But why… why aren’t we advancing?”

The Haenam warriors, who should have crushed and destroyed Eunha long ago, were unable to move forward as if their feet were bound.

Only then did their vision clear, and the state of the battle began to come into focus.

“…….”

Slowly.

“……!”

The warriors’ faces slowly contorted.

“What!”

Haenam was actually being pushed back.

Kaang! Clang!

The sounds of weapons clashing, the explosions of qi [internal energy] colliding.

In the hazy dust.

“Push them back!”

Eunha was pushing back Haenam instead.

“N-no way…!”

The Haenam warriors fell.

Footsteps retreated.

The warriors, who had been far away, were now within striking distance of their commander.

Swish!

Another warrior fell.

The mark on his chest was Haenam’s, not Eunha’s.

“…….”

He stared blankly at the scene.

It was unbelievable.

Haenam had grown enough to boast of its power, but it never neglected its efforts.

They were always wary of Hwasan, which shared the same small land, and everyone spoke of Hwasan, so Haenam worked tirelessly to stand above them.

They reduced external activities, united internally, and grew stronger.

-They say Haenam is no longer beneath Hwasan.

Having grown so much, Haenam thought they could now compete with Hwasan.

But.

Swish!

It wasn’t Hwasan.

Kwaang!

Eunha.

A sect that had only recently emerged.

Kwaaaa-!

Even though they had the Blood Cult as their predecessor, they had never had the chance to grow within the mainstream.

Kwaaaaaang!

At this moment, they were pushing back and crushing Haenam.

“Push them back—!”

The commander, regaining his senses, shouted.

“Bring them down!”

He, too, grabbed his sword and charged forward.

He had thought he could just stand back and give orders, but the wall that was Eunha was more solid and higher than he had expected.

“Get out of the way!”

If the warriors at the front were lacking in skill.

“Blue Sword Unit, follow me!”

They could make a gap by filling the difference with experts.

A small gap.

That was enough to bring down even a massive wall.

Tatatat!

He kicked off the ground and reached the front.

Hwan Subaek, a Haenam warrior and one of the unit leaders, swung the Blue Sword he had received from Haenam.

The drawn sword was quickly enveloped in qi, and the qi-covered sword.

Kaang!

Was blocked by Eunha’s sword.

“……!”

Horror filled Hwan Subaek’s eyes.

He had not expected his sword strike to be blocked.

Kaang!

The swords of the Blue Sword Unit’s swordsmen next to him were also blocked.

They were not as elite as the Four Seas Sword Unit, but the Blue Sword Unit was among Haenam’s elite.

They were a mix of Hwagyung [a martial arts realm] and Hyungyung [another martial arts realm] experts, all above the Hwagyung level.

They could all wield qi, and each was skilled enough to take down a gate alone.

“You guys….”

But Hwan Subaek’s shock grew as he saw what was drawn on their chests.

If they were skilled enough to block them.

‘It must be them.’

The upper units of Eunha.

Or those known as the hidden powerhouses of Eunha.

Like the Blood Sword Unit, which had properly revealed itself after the declaration of the Blood Cult.

However.

“10….”

The number drawn on their chests.

It was a two-digit number, not a single digit.

Unit 10.

They were known to be near the bottom of Eunha, with the lowest skills.

They.

Woong!

Were generating qi and blocking their sword strikes.

Kaang!

Another metallic sound echoed.

Grrr!

Hwan Subaek’s feet were dragged back, digging into the ground without him realizing it.

“N-no….”

Panic.

It was a fatal emotion for a swordsman.

“Unbelievable!”

The moment he shouted in panic and shock, the inner force flowing to his Blue Sword wavered.

Swish!

Hwan Subaek staggered, still holding his sword.

“Unit Leader!”

His front was torn open, and crimson blood began to seep out.

Following that, a sword strike came rushing in.

Kakang!

The Blue Sword Unit moved quickly to protect Hwan Subaek.

“Unbelievable…!”

Eunha.

Even though their predecessor was the Blood Cult, they were still rookies who had only appeared in the world a few years ago!

They had barely managed to survive, receiving no support and only being checked.

But.

Kakakang!

Now they were overwhelming Haenam’s warriors.

What was even more surprising was.

Kwaaang!

That these were not Eunha’s elites.

“W-what’s going on?”

Hwan Subaek, who had retreated to stop the bleeding, shouted.

In the hazy smoke rising in the distance.

Pshooook!

A fountain of blood erupted, creating a cloud of blood mist.

“That is….”

* * *

Choi Seonil, another Haenam commander.

He stood there with an even more bewildered expression than Hwan Subaek.

His eyes were blank, and his face looked like he was about to drool.

He couldn’t believe what he was seeing.

Swish.

The warriors were falling like scarecrows.

Swish!

Their clothes bore the Haenam insignia.

He could understand Haenam not being able to push forward and retreating.

They were a sect that had earned their place, and there were even talks of accepting them as part of the Nine Great Sects.

Swish!

Also, knowing they were the Blood Cult, Choi Seonil, unlike Hwan Subaek, did not underestimate Eunha.

Even though there was an overwhelming difference in numbers.

‘In the battle of experts, numbers are not very significant.’

Choi Seonil, who knew the struggles of warriors, knew that experts were more important.

That was why, unlike Hwan Subaek, who had tried to gauge the opponent by sending in the lower-ranked warriors first, Choi Seonil had deployed elites like the Blue Sword Unit from the start.

Yet, they were being pushed back.

However.

Swish!

He had not expected such an overwhelming difference.

The Haenam warriors fell, the number 4 written on their chests.

They were the Four Seas Blue Unit.

They were a top-tier unit of Haenam, and their skills had been recognized through numerous real battles.

From number 5 onwards, they were elites who were thought to be no less than Hwasan’s.

They were the elite of the elite, different from the rookies who had been forcibly brought in to fill the ranks.

Swish!

The number written on the chest of another fallen warrior was 2.

They were recognized as experts even among the experts, with more than half of them being Hyungyung level.

And.

Swoosh.

The number reflected in Choi Seonil’s blank eyes was.

-7.

It was only 7.

It meant Eunha’s 7th Assault Unit.

Eunha’s 7th Assault Unit, which was just beginning its history.

“Sweep them away.”

They were wielding their swords without hesitation, with faces like veteran warriors who had been through countless wars.

But what was truly terrifying about them was.

Saaa.

When their eyes turned a bloody red.

A voice that had been heard at some point.

-The release of the restriction is permitted.

The balance that had been maintained, though they were being pushed back, was.

Swish-!

Completely shattered at that moment.

The moment the blue sword qi, representing hyungi [pure energy] and jeonggi [righteous energy], was dyed a crimson color.

“S-save me… save me.”

Haenam had begun to collapse.

“No way.”

This was different from what he had expected.

He had neither ignored nor underestimated them.

Choi Seonil, who had thought of them as enemies to be defeated at all costs.

Swish!

His front was cut open, and he collapsed.

He was a warrior who was good enough to be a unit leader, but the moment his mind broke, his defeat was as good as confirmed.

* * *

Kaang!

The metallic sounds that had been heard gradually began to fade.

“Huh….”

The weapons they had been holding, such as swords, spears, and bows.

Woong.

The magic of the skills that had been swirling in their hands slowly lost their light and disappeared.

“What is this….”

The players.

The players, including the Rayon Guilds who had decided to join Eunha, slowly lowered their stances and chuckled in disbelief.

They had been worried.

-Haenam.

That name was too big for the players.

Yes.

It was like a tsunami.

The mere thought of facing that name and its reality felt like facing an unstoppable natural disaster.

The Rayon Guild, which was considered a medium-sized guild, had been suppressed by the tyranny and power of sects that were not even part of the Nine Great Sects, but the name Haenam was.

“Haenam….”

To them, they were like living monsters.

Immortal.

No.

Unbreakable.

Even a large wave was like a monster, and they could not even imagine its death or defeat.

Even if there was a bigger mountain called Hwasan, in the eyes of the players, it was just another monster.

“The reason why they didn’t prepare any countermeasures….”

Choi Dooho, the leader of the Rayon Guild, said in a disbelieving voice.

“Was it this…?”

Choi Dooho, who had decided to share his fate with Eunha.

The leaders of the other player guilds.

In fact, they had not been able to shake off their doubts until this very moment when the war had begun.

They had lamented the reality they had never fought before and had been burning with the will to face it, but Eunha was too calm.

Rather.

-Unknown.

The matter of the Unknown had moved Eunha’s executives.

Thinking about it, it was like that.

‘Everyone was worried about Haenam and making plans.’

But that was.

‘Us, not Eunha.’

The players had stepped forward, worried about Haenam, and said that they had to prepare for them.

They said that they had to gather forces and make countermeasures to face them.

But.

-The strategist will take care of it.

The owner of Eunha, the leaders of Eunha, did not seem to care much about Haenam.

They thought it was a kind of resignation, or that they did not trust them, who had just joined their ranks.

They thought there was a conspiracy lurking behind the scenes.

That there was a grand scheme and a secret plan.

That there was a way to defeat Haenam.

‘That thought was not wrong.’

But the direction was too twisted.

“From the beginning….”

A voice was heard next to Choi Dooho.

There was also disbelief in that voice.

“From the beginning, there was no need for plans or strategies.”

Lee Sanhoo.

Eunha’s strategist also lowered the sword he was holding and said.

“From the start….”

His eyes were fixed on the battlefield.

Clang! Swish!

The sounds of weapons and flesh tearing were fading away.

Eunha was completely pushing back, and Haenam was retreating.

“Haenam is not a concern for Eunha.”

Overwhelming power.

“What on earth….”

It was the moment he witnessed that power.

“What is Eunha?”