Disciple of The Three Kings [EN]: Chapter 404

“Huh.”

Jeon Gyeong-il let out a breath, as if dumbfounded.

Silver Sea, Blood Cult, Blood Demon.

He had heard many stories about them.

As their tales spread throughout Asia, beyond the borders of South Korea, numerous stories reached him, the Association President.

Their stories were often unbelievable and far-fetched.

“They’re not just confident, they’re arrogant.”

The reality of their presence was even more extreme.

He understood why the Silver Sea possessed such immense power and why they were compared to the Mount Hua Sect [a renowned martial arts sect in wuxia novels].

But as for the Blood Demon.

“This is where it ends.”

His thoughts were a little different.

Though the Blood Demon was considered a god-like being, the one Jeon Gyeong-il saw was different.

“What did you think?”

Jeon Gyeong-il answered Nam Ho-jeong and Kim San-tae’s question.

“He was like a child.”

Like a child.

“He was like a child who had gained uncontrollable power.”

It was as if a child had been given a gun.

Unable to control the power, he was swayed and fell into arrogance.

“What will you do?”

Lee Ro-woon and the Silver Sea’s people were not present.

Only the Association leaders, including Jeon Gyeong-il, were there.

“I’ll step aside for a moment.”

Kim San-tae bowed his head and left.

“Tsk.”

Jeon Gyeong-il clicked his tongue at Kim San-tae’s departure.

“How long do I have to keep him around?”

Kim San-tae, the Seoul branch manager, was considered the second-in-command of the Association, but Jeon Gyeong-il seemed displeased with him.

“It’s time to get rid of him.”

Nam Ho-jeong felt the same way.

His voice was loud enough for Kim San-tae to hear as he walked away.

“You’ll be able to do that once this is over.”

“That’s right.”

“So, what will you do?”

The conversation returned to the starting point.

Kim San-tae was no longer present.

“I was going to test the waters, but if the Silver Sea is going to act like this, there’s no reason to hesitate.”

Jeon Gyeong-il had been contemplating two options.

‘Mount Hua or the Silver Sea.’

As discussed in the Silver Sea meeting, the Association had been considering their options.

Everywhere, people were saying that Mount Hua was a setting sun, while the Silver Sea was a rising star.

Moreover….

-Mount Hua’s corpse disposal site.

One of Mount Hua’s great fortresses, which seemed like it would never fall, had collapsed, causing a sense of crisis.

However, they had not yet made a final decision.

Jeon Gyeong-il did what he did best.

Mount Hua or the Silver Sea.

He played both sides and proceeded with this plan.

“Then…?”

Nam Ho-jeong looked at Jeon Gyeong-il with anticipation.

“Contact Mount Hua.”

Mount Hua.

“Mount Hua is also running wild like a runaway horse.”

Jeon Gyeong-il spoke as if he had made a difficult decision.

“The Silver Sea is not like that. They’re closer to wild animals. They’re not even worth talking to. Moreover….”

From the beginning, Jeon Gyeong-il had been conflicted between the two, but he was still leaning towards Mount Hua.

“Pro-player? Those who do such things can’t be in their right minds.”

He didn’t like their way of treating players.

Players were.

“A master who wants to give freedom to slaves.”

To Jeon Gyeong-il, they were nothing more than slaves.

Players should always be slaves.

That way, he could always be the king of slaves and control them.

Smirk.

Nam Ho-jeong smiled.

“I will.”

When he was part of the Iron Sword Alliance, Nam Ho-jeong, as a branch manager, had many things he could do, but after the Silver Sea became the loser in the competition, he had lost all his abilities.

For him, the fall of the Silver Sea was like his liberation.

“Just tell them the location of the gate.”

Now, the opportunity had come.

A story the Silver Sea didn’t know.

This gate was not special just because of its rank.

As special as its rank was.

“A gate with two entrances.”

It had two entrances.

The Silver Sea didn’t know that.

* * *

Lee Ro-woon was sitting in front of the gate.

He looked as if he was just waiting for a signal with his languid eyes.

Lee San-hoo, who was standing next to him, said.

“It’s certain.”

A confident voice.

“The Association President was really thinking of switching sides.”

Lee San-hoo had closely observed the Association President during their negotiations.

There was also a secret that those other than the Association President and the Silver Sea’s executives didn’t know.

-The Soul Spirit’s Authority.

The power of the Soul Spirit’s Authority that Lee San-hoo possessed.

Now that a significant portion of it had awakened, Lee San-hoo had the ability to see souls.

-I heard that lies don’t work on the Soul Spirit’s Authority. When you meet him, don’t lie. It’s a saying passed down in the Tang family.

Lies don’t work on those who see souls.

In Lee San-hoo’s eyes, he could see not only the physical body but also the soul, and there were very few humans who could control souls.

“He probably tried to have a foot in both camps, even if it wasn’t certain.”

“Typical of Jeon Gyeong-il.”

Having known Jeon Gyeong-il since his days as Lee Ro-woon of Dank, it was an understandable story.

“So?”

“Not now.”

Lee San-hoo smiled.

“It’s probably because of me and you.”

The arrogant Lee San-hoo.

And the conceited Lee Ro-woon.

Jeon Gyeong-il must have felt uneasy about that.

“What Jeon Gyeong-il wants is to maintain and strengthen his power. He would only switch sides if he thought his position would be maintained.”

Jeon Gyeong-il was quick-witted, so he must have seen it.

“He must have realized that he would be kicked out the moment the Silver Sea took control.”

And that was.

“You saw it well.”

It was the image they wanted to show.

“Right.”

They deliberately provoked Jeon Gyeong-il.

To make sure he activated the trap if he had prepared one.

“From now on, it’s all your role.”

Lee Ro-woon, who said he would enter the gate alone.

“If everything goes as you planned, we’ll get even closer to the end. But if you’re in danger or fail….”

The result is one.

“The Silver Sea will collapse.”

The Silver Sea had grown a lot and gathered its forces, but their opponent was Mount Hua.

Mount Hua was still Mount Hua.

Lee San-hoo calculated that the moment the structure Lee Ro-woon had created collapsed, the Silver Sea would fall apart.

“Are you really okay? It’s an SS-class gate.”

Lee San-hoo warned.

“Moreover, there’s even a trap prepared by the Association and Mount Hua.”

The worst of the worst.

In fact, it was as if Lee Ro-woon had said he would face Mount Hua and the Association alone.

“If….”

“There’s no ‘if’.”

Lee Ro-woon got up from his seat.

“It was possible from the beginning.”

Facing Mount Hua and the Association alone?

“What’s the problem with that?”

From the beginning, Lee Ro-woon had the power to do so.

He had just been waiting for the fruit to ripen and there was no reason to pick it yet.

“Let’s go in.”

At Lee Ro-woon’s words.

Swish!

The Silver Sea’s warriors changed their formation to open a path.

Whoosh.

The immense aura emanating from them caused the Association members and reporters who were lingering nearby to hold their breath.

Shhh.

A heavy silence enveloped everyone.

At this moment, it felt like a great punishment would befall anyone who opened their mouth.

Thud.

Lee Ro-woon began to walk forward.

“Be careful.”

Lee San-hoo still seemed worried and spoke to Lee Ro-woon.

“I told you there’s nothing to worry about.”

Lee Ro-woon was just calm.

“I know your abilities, but.”

“That’s not it.”

A voice only Lee San-hoo could hear.

-I know what I’m going to face inside.

Lee San-hoo’s eyes widened at the voice through telepathy.

In the meantime, Lee Ro-woon was throwing himself into the chilling blue light.

“Could it be….”

Lee San-hoo seemed to sense something.

But Lee Ro-woon, who he could talk to, was no longer there.

* * *

Whoosh!

It was as if an invisible magic power was falling like a waterfall onto Lee Ro-woon’s entire body.

If it were a low-level player or a martial artist with a low level of cultivation.

“They would have died.”

The pressure of the magic power was so intense that they would have died just by stepping into this gate.

Creak, creak, creak.

A bizarre noise echoed as he took a step.

It was the noise caused by pushing back the pressure of the magic power.

Thud.

A shockwave rippled as his foot touched the ground.

He chuckled.

It was enough to make him laugh in disbelief.

Slowly circulating his inner energy in his dantian [a key energy center in traditional Chinese medicine], Lee Ro-woon thought.

‘The difference in the gate’s rank doubles with each level.’

An E-class gate is twice that of an F-class gate.

A D-class gate is twice that of an E-class gate.

A C-class gate is twice that of a D-class gate.

It was like that.

But.

‘It’s different from A-class onwards.’

The biggest difference was between A-class and S-class.

Although the difficulty increased by a factor of two, the difference between A-class and S-class was not just twice.

‘Five times.’

The amount of magic power inside the gate was at least five times greater.

That was why, in reality, only the highest-level ability users could even step into an S-class gate.

-Minor Calamity.

That was the name given to S-class gates.

In the past, the difficulty was so dangerous that they had to worry about destruction with just one S-class gate.

Even now, it was known that only guilds at the level of the Nine Great Sects had the ability to handle S-class gates.

Then….

-It seems like it will be confirmed as the first SS-class gate.

What would be different this time, with it being an SS-class gate?

-What’s the difference in level?

-At least….

Information that was provided in advance only by the Association.

What he had checked after coming here.

-Ten times.

The difference from an S-class gate was more than ten times.

In fact.

-It’s a calamity level.

A calamity-level gate like Balrog or the Four Dragon [mythical creatures often associated with immense power].

In the past, the guardians of the world, the Immortals, had to step in, and even now, it was questionable who could easily handle a calamity level.

Lee Ro-woon had stepped into that place alone.

Creak, creak, creak.

That was why Jeon Gyeong-il no longer considered the Silver Sea.

The Silver Sea was ultimately the Blood Cult.

The Blood Cult focused a lot on the Blood Demon.

And that Blood Demon.

‘He must think I’ll die here.’

Arrogance?

Pride?

It could look like that.

Thud.

When Lee Ro-woon’s foot stepped on the ground again.

Whoosh-!

The golden shockwave emanating from Lee Ro-woon spread in all directions.

The immense magic power that had been pressing down on Lee Ro-woon’s body was no longer felt.

If a system message were to appear now.

[The body has completed adaptation.]

It would have announced that Lee Ro-woon’s body and magic power had completely adapted to the new world.

Did the world also notice it?

Swish!

Arrows flew in at high speed from somewhere.

Swoosh.

Lee Ro-woon twisted his body to avoid the arrows.

Right in front of him.

Swish!

Dozens more arrows were pouring down.

‘It’s like a machine formation.’

It was like the machine formation created by Zhuge Shin-jae [a reference to a strategist known for complex formations].

Using one trap to induce the target’s movement and then using another trap to aim at them for sure.

Bang!

The arrows were deflected by the wind pressure created by Lee Ro-woon.

Creak!

Some of them even tried to pierce through Lee Ro-woon’s wind pressure.

The moment Lee Ro-woon tried to step back.

Boom!

An explosion occurred as an arrow was embedded behind Lee Ro-woon.

The enemies had prepared not two but three moves.

Or maybe.

Boom, boom, boom!

That there was even more prepared after that.

This was not just a machine formation.

Living beings were moving like a single organism.

Boom!

They were aiming at Lee Ro-woon.