Disciple of The Three Kings [EN]: Chapter 387

Necromancy could be described as imprinting a mark on a soul using magical power and demonic energy.

This mark allows the necromancer to control the undead, making them recognize their master.

That was the fundamental principle of necromancy.

However.

Kueeeh.

The undead here were different.

They bore no mark.

Nor was there any trace of necromancy.

In other words.

“They’re controlling the undead without using necromancy.”

The undead moved with surprising skill.

Their enhanced movements allowed them to activate the machine formation, pushing forward into the trap with great force.

And this wasn’t advanced necromancy?

“There are more impressive people than I thought.”

Yi Rown said, crushing a zombie’s head with his bare hand.

This was beyond common sense.

‘I understand how it works.’

‘They’re guiding the undead’s actions with the machine formation.’

They were manipulating the undead through a combination of demonic energy, cold energy, and the machine formation.

They were driving the undead as the caster intended, using them to fight Yi Rown.

It was like using cheese to lure a mouse.

It might sound simple, but it was far from easy.

It was like using cooking oil to power a car—a completely novel concept.

It required anticipating the undead’s behavior patterns and the enemy’s movements to effectively activate the machine formation.

Kueeeh….

Meanwhile, the number of undead was increasing.

“Soon….”

He knew what was about to happen.

“It’s going to explode.”

The demonic energy and poison that filled the enclosed space.

The moment they gathered and reached a critical point….

Kwaaang!

A massive green explosion engulfed the room.

It was a trap combination that even a master who had transcended mortal limits couldn’t easily avoid.

However.

Saaaah.

The poisonous smoke subsided.

Inside, Yi Rown appeared unharmed, save for a torn collar.

“Arrows were sharper than that.”

At the peak of the Blood Demon Divine Art [a powerful martial art], his body had become immune to all poisons.

Even a poison that could melt a dragon’s body couldn’t harm Yi Rown.

Twitch.

His veins pulsed, and the poison began to dissipate.

He had neutralized the poison that filled the room.

In the next moment.

Hwaaak!

A powerful gust of wind emanated from Yi Rown.

Heavy and thick.

Gooo!

A dark energy.

It was neither the Heavenly Demon Divine Art, nor the Blood Demon Divine Art, nor the Ring of the Emperor.

The third.

-Three Kings.

The teachings and essence of his last master.

The moment the Demon King’s demonic essence awakened within Yi Rown’s will.

King of all demons.

Master of all demonic creatures.

Even the undead.

Gueeeh!

They had to kneel and bow their heads at the Demon King’s feet.

Was necromancy the act of imprinting a mark to make them recognize their master and control their spirits?

And was it strange that the master of this space controlled the undead without using necromancy?

Then.

Kueeeh….

Now, Yi Rown was doing the same thing.

All the undead stopped and bowed their heads towards Yi Rown.

This wasn’t necromancy.

He had simply become their master by his very existence.

His black eyes began to revert to their original red color.

“Now it’s quite usable.”

The demonic essence, which couldn’t be cultivated through training, had reached a stage where it could be utilized.

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Arrows, explosions, undead.

The further he went, the more intense the traps became.

Things that were difficult to explain with just these three, and things that seemed to show the limits of the machine formation.

That’s why.

‘I can guess it.’

Yi Rown could also guess the identity of his opponent.

But all of that was useless.

Kueeeh.

From the moment they lost control of the undead.

Kwaang!

From the moment the prepared arrows and bombs became useless.

Thud.

No, from the moment Yi Rown stepped into this space, everything that had been prepared was rendered useless.

This space was close to perfect.

It was hard to imagine how much time had been spent on it.

And he could tell what this machine formation was created to counter and block.

-Hweju [a master of martial arts who has reached a high level of enlightenment].

Even a Hweju who had entered the realm of transcendence would not have been able to withstand this machine formation.

The special arrows pierced through even the protective aura, and the intense poison melted and poisoned the human body that had its aura barrier broken.

Meanwhile, the undead army, which constantly attacked and did not fear death, was truly the worst.

The Hweju could have blocked one or two of these, but they would not have been able to block all three and would have been forced to flee.

And if….

“Just as I thought.”

If a Hweju-level master were to lose their life here.

“Grrr….”

That person would become a powerful undead, incomparable to anything else in this demonic energy-filled space, and become part of the trap.

Something he had anticipated.

Pshoo.

With each exhale, thick poison was released.

Also, the shimmering black aura absorbed the surrounding life force and turned it into demonic energy, strengthening the whole body.

He knew of such undead.

-There are special types in the classification of spirits.

Master Berzena’s voice echoed in his mind.

-They were nightmares.

Master Sword King’s voice also echoed.

Kooong!

Even though it was the same size, the weight of its steps was different.

“Death Knight.”

It was a Death Knight, one of the highest-ranking undead.

They were considered to be on par with demons, but in some ways, they were more difficult than demons and were considered to be higher beings.

The reason was,

-They are greatly influenced by their abilities in life.

Who the Death Knight was in life, and how strong they were.

Demons, who rely solely on their physical abilities and innate superpowers in battle, are terrifying in their very existence, but their fighting style is very simple.

The problem is that even that simplicity is terrifyingly powerful.

However, compared to demons, Death Knights did not have such high physical specs.

However, they had to be at least a Sword Master, that is, at the Hwagyung level [a high level of martial arts mastery] in life, and now they were at the Hyunggyung [another high level of martial arts mastery]….

‘If it’s a corpse beyond that level.’

That ability was.

Taang!

It was incomparable to demons.

And there were those who broke free from the limits of the Death Knight and shed their skin.

Fortunately.

Kaang!

It wasn’t quite there yet.

A being on the border.

The corpse of a martial artist moved and glared at Yi Rown.

The blood sword in Yi Rown’s hand blocked the opponent’s rusty iron sword.

Kang!

Another sword strike was fired.

Jureuk.

Yi Rown’s body moved backward, leaving a large footprint on the ground.

“I heard they’re not easy to see even in Gehenna [a place of torment].”

Yi Rown smiled wryly.

To see a Death Knight on the verge of shedding its skin, not in Gehenna or Einheart, but in the Silver Realm.

And in this corpse disposal site of the volcano.

Hwaak.

Yi Rown’s eyes turned black.

He tried to suppress the Death Knight with the Demon King’s demonic essence, but.

Paahng!

It emitted demonic energy and resisted Yi Rown’s control.

“Huh.”

If the demonic essence were perfect, it would never have been possible, but with the demonic essence just beginning to take shape, he couldn’t suppress the Death Knight on the verge of shedding its skin.

Woo Woong!

Black streaks of light emanated from the Death Knight’s rusty iron sword, which was in the form of a martial artist.

Black Ganggi [a type of martial arts energy].

It was a Death Aura Blade.

The Death Knight’s aura, which had instantly suppressed the surrounding energy.

Wheeing.

It was slashed horizontally and moved towards Yi Rown.

It was an obvious strike, but.

Sseuk.

Even within the moving trajectory, the tip of the sword wavered, drawing a complex sword path.

Tat!

He moved back to avoid it, but the attack was not over yet.

Continuous attacks followed.

The tip of the sword was telling him the identity of the martial art it was using.

When the swaying sword tip drew a splendid change of moves.

“It’s vicious.”

A terrible stench stung the tip of his nose.

What should have spread was the refreshing scent of plum blossoms.

However, the plum blossom sword technique, which was unfolded using demonic energy, only emitted the scent of rotten petals.

-Plum Blossom Sword Technique.

This meant that this person was a swordsman of the Mount Hua Sect, who had mastered at least the Twenty-Four Plum Blossom Sword Techniques.

Seogeok!

Yi Rown’s skin was cut.

Seogeogeok!

In the dance-like swordsmanship, Yi Rown’s wounds increased.

“He’s not just a plum blossom swordsman.”

Indeed, this Death Knight was a martial artist who had reached at least the extreme of the Hyunggyung in life, or perhaps even beyond.

There was no way such a person would be a simple plum blossom swordsman.

At least, one of the best among the plum blossom swordsmen.

One of those who received the title that only the chosen ones received….

-Plum Blossom Divine Sword.

It was clear that he was a martial artist who had received or was about to receive the title of Plum Blossom Divine Sword.

The plum blossom sword technique, with its many changes and feints.

Its splendor was endless, and its sharpness was said to be able to pierce anything, was unfolded in a near-perfect form.

Seogeok!

It was cutting through Yi Rown’s skin.

Into the sword path of the Death Knight, who was pressing in faster and more precisely, as if not to miss the hard-won offensive.

Sseuk.

Yi Rown put his hand in without hesitation.

Seogeogeogeok!

The sword moves were like putting his arm into a grinder, as if to tear it apart.

But in the end, it couldn’t cut it.

Kwaak!

Yi Rown’s hand grabbed the Death Knight’s neck.

He tried to move his still intact arms, but.

Twitch.

The Death Knight’s movements became slow, as if they had stopped for a moment.

The moment he grabbed his neck, Yi Rown’s demonic essence began to suppress him.

He had said that it would be difficult to suppress the Death Knight with the demonic essence that was still only taking shape, but that was talking about controlling it with the energy that spread out without contact.

Yi Rown wasn’t just controlling the undead with the Demon King’s power.

-But it’s definitely better to learn it.

Yi Rown had not just received teachings or gifts.

-I’ll teach you necromancy, my necromancy.

A legacy.

It meant that he had inherited and engraved everything that the kings of the world had.

“Grrr!”

The Death Knight howled like a beast and resisted.

Yi Rown’s eyes turned black.

Jureuk.

He was shedding black tears.

At this moment, the demonic essence, which was being used to its limit, was being used in necromancy.

Geugeuk!

He was imprinting a mark on the Death Knight.

It might have been even more difficult to suppress a spirit with a master and change its control system.

But as he said, the Death Knight in front of him was a masterless spirit.

The fact that the master of this space used the machine formation instead of necromancy to control the undead.

“Guh… Guheee….”

It could be said to be the worst move.

Tuk.

When Yi Rown let go, the Death Knight fell to his knees.

Jureureuk.

The wounds all over his body, which had been created in the process, spurted blood.

The moment Yi Rown’s blood, which had flowed down, slowly seeped into the Death Knight.

Goo Woong.

Red light soared in the Death Knight’s eyes, which had lost their light.

The one who had been kneeling rose.

And once again.

Kung.

He knelt and paid his respects.

In the Silver way.

“I never thought I’d get my first Death Knight like this.”

And it was a Death Knight on the verge of shedding its skin.

This was an incredible stroke of luck.