Disciple of The Three Kings [EN]: Chapter 410

“Kireuk.”

The Dark Elves, called the Fallen, had lost their reason and even their language.

Elves called this corruption, and humans called it monsterization.

“Kireureuk.”

However, even these monsterized beings could communicate with each other.

As if they had become a single hive mind, they moved and communicated tirelessly with the single-minded goal of eliminating the living and intruders, heading towards somewhere.

Tadat.

They were moving relentlessly.

Hundreds of Fallen.

They were tearing across the desert at high speed.

-The intruder must be killed.

-They must be annihilated.

Constant echoes were pounding in their heads.

However, they were not trying to jump into the fire like moths.

It didn’t matter what happened to their bodies, but they definitely needed a way to defeat the intruder.

-The intruder is strong.

While those who entered other areas were said to be only a few special beings, the intruder they had to hunt now was a terrifying existence all on their own.

The memories and emotions of some who had died flowed into the minds of the Dark Elves, who shared their will after being monsterized.

“Kireureureuk!”

Shivers, fear.

The intruder was a huge being that could not be described in words.

Nevertheless, they had a duty to defeat the intruder, and they planned the hunt again.

Right now, when the darkness was full, was another opportunity to challenge the intruder.

-Move.

They would move constantly to reach the intruder.

-Annihilate.

And eliminate.

It was the moment when the eyes of the Dark Elves turned red in the darkness.

“Kireuk?”

A Dark Elf, sensing something strange, stopped his fast-moving feet.

The Dark Elf who stopped was, so to speak, a commander, with the authority to command hundreds of Dark Elves.

Cheok.

As he raised his bow, the Dark Elves who were running stopped.

And at the same time, they looked up at the sky.

“Kireuk….”

They did not make a sound, not even a breath.

Bwoong.

A small wind that blew from somewhere, it was a little different from what they usually felt.

Bwooong.

It was the moment when the sound of the wind grew a little louder.

“……?”

Being a commander meant being the most outstanding among them.

It also meant that they could borrow some of the power of the Dark Elves connected in this way.

So, in his enhanced vision, he saw a small dot in the darkness.

“……!”

The Dark Elf’s red eyes widened as if they would tear.

“Kireuk!”

He shouted with all his might.

But it was already too late.

Kwaaaaaa-!

The red galaxy pouring down from the sky swallowed everything.

Hwareureureuk!

The desert, which could not burn any more, was burning.

A clear mark, as if a long whip of fire had been struck.

The Dark Elf who was the commander.

“Ki…reureuk….”

He looked up at the sky with empty eyes, having lost half of his torso.

At this moment, the connection with everyone was severed.

And what he felt was an even greater tremor than before.

And what he saw was.

Bwooong.

A huge black reaper, an existence like a star.

It was fear.

Kwaaaaaa!

With another red galaxy pouring down, the commander found peace.

“Kreu…on….”

At that moment when all connections were severed, he praised their new god.

* * *

“This….”

Lee Ro-woon had been through all sorts of hardships.

He had reached death and tasted a new world there.

That place was both heaven and hell.

It was also a place where he could taste and experience everything.

Therefore, Lee Ro-woon was not easily surprised by anything.

“It’s a thing… isn’t it?”

But now, his languid eyes were trembling.

Hwareureureuk!

A world of burning red light.

It was the breath that his awakened Bone Dragon, or rather, the guy he felt sorry for calling a Bone Dragon, had spewed out.

Undead were inherently vulnerable to fire.

Also, they could not handle fire because of that.

Liches could only create fire using magic power and demonic energy, but they could not create fire on their own.

But this guy was different.

Tadat.

With the sound of sparks flying….

Hwareureureuk!

Flames flickered all over his body.

“Heup!”

The Elk children who were riding on his back screamed in terror.

Because everything about him was burning in an instant.

A red dragon, a dragon that was literally burning.

“Isn’t it… hot?”

The Elves, who were as vulnerable to fire as the undead, seemed to feel only warmth from the flames of the burning creature.

“What is this….”

Faces stained with bewilderment, Lee Ro-woon was the same.

An undead dragon spewing flames.

This was the influence of the Balrog that had been the material.

Because he had mixed the bones of hellfire itself, the flames of rage, he naturally had a body that could spew flames.

But what was surprising was that this flame was also the fire of hell.

“It’s holy fire?”

It was also the holy fire, the symbol of the Heavenly Demon Divine Art. [A martial art focused on harnessing demonic and divine energies].

The holy fire that reached the extreme of the demonic and even contained divinity, although the color of the flame was different, it was holy fire.

“Heh.”

He could only scoff in disbelief.

Also.

Seureureuk.

The flames that had been on his whole body were gradually dying down.

As if changing modes, the creature, which had returned to its original cold body, began to flap its wings again.

It’s a thing.

A thing that could not be found even in the memories of his demon king master.

Of course, there were problems.

-Do you finally recognize my value?

A cocky voice echoed in Lee Ro-woon’s head.

-If you know my value, from now on, with respect and reverence….

It was not unusual for a high-ranking undead to have an ego, but his ego was too large.

This was because it was a creation made by the collaboration of the Balrog and the Dragon, whose egos were already huge.

-Call me Nidhogg.

He was even breaking through the shackles that dominated his whole body and showing the rebellious spirit that was rising from the depths of his heart.

Of course.

“You crazy bastard.”

Lee Ro-woon was not one to accept this.

Lee Ro-woon’s fist rose greatly.

As if this was not the first time, the Elves once again screamed in terror and held onto Nidhogg’s body tightly.

Kwang!

A huge shockwave rang out from Nidhogg’s head.

-Aaaak!

A scream of pain was heard again.

-You didn’t recognize my value!

A sobbing voice.

-I can do more! So!

But Nidhogg could not finish his words.

Kwang!

The fist was struck again.

Kwang! Kwang!

With the consecutive punches, Nidhogg’s body, which had been flapping its wings leisurely, was shaking greatly.

-Sorry!

Kwang!

-I’m sorry…!

Kwaang!

-I will be loyal, master.

Kwaaaaang!

-Whyyyyy!

It was a long time before Nidhogg, who was screaming, stopped.

Only then did Lee Ro-woon, as if satisfied, sit back down on the top of his head.

“Still, I’ll praise you.”

Lee Ro-woon said, looking down below.

This crazy undead dragon, who called himself Nidhogg, had moved straight towards his destination even while being beaten by him.

Down there, a broken tree trunk was visible.

Too huge to call it a tree trunk….

“We have arrived. That is our village, the Root of the Elk.”

To the Elves’ village.

* * *

Whooong!

The wind that Nidhogg created as he landed broke the vegetation and created wind all around.

“Useless actions.”

Lee Ro-woon said, as if annoyed.

That was because the abilities of this arrogant undead dragon were at a level that even Lee Ro-woon acknowledged.

The entire surplus of magic stones created to make this one creature had disappeared, and he would not be able to create undead for a while.

If the hellfire and holy fire that he possessed, and the ability to wrap it around his body, was one ability, then another ability was….

‘It’s actually not even flying.’

It was that the movement of his huge body was not wings but magic power.

Nidhogg’s body was somewhere between a Bone Dragon and an Undead Dragon, but his wings were those of a skeletal Bone Dragon.

There was something that many people misunderstood.

That Bone Dragons could fly.

But that was not true.

How could mere skeletal bones create tension and float in the sky?

Bone Dragons cannot fly.

But Nidhogg had flown using the body and knowledge of a dragon.

So, he should be able to control the wind.

-You lowly things. Worship me….

Kwang!

-Worship the master.

Nidhogg quietly lowered his head.

Hwaaaak!

The light emanating from his body.

-Show respect to the master of this great dragon, Nidhogg.

It was a Bone Dragon the size of a fist.

There was much to explain about this, but not now.

Seueuk.

Now he had to look at those who had come to greet them.

“Heok. Heok.”

The Dark Elves, who seemed exhausted from the rough flight, were breathing heavily.

Even in the midst of that, they maintained their balance and stepped forward to pay their respects.

Signs and figures were appearing from the gaps in the trees of the forest.

At the very front was Balak.

“The Elk’s servant greets the Elk’s first seed.”

He greeted with a strange bow.

Towards the old woman standing in front of him.

“…….”

Eyes that seemed blind, pupils that flickered with a gray light.

The snow-white hair made it difficult to guess her age.

However, the only thing that could be guessed was.

‘Strong.’

Her strength.

He could feel the enormous power lurking deep within her old body.

A power that was stronger and more powerful than even the Hui-ju, or rather, the Hui-ju. [A title for a powerful individual, possibly a clan leader or elder].

And Lee Ro-woon could even feel the secret of that power.

“Is she connected to the world?”

She was an existence connected to this world.

For example….

‘A boss monster.’

She could be the boss monster of this gate.

‘A Taoist Immortal.’

Also, she was a guardian deity, an existence like a Taoist Immortal. [A being who has achieved immortality through spiritual cultivation].

“Welcome.”

It was a young voice, unlike her old appearance.

“The lowly Elk’s servant greets the great one.”

It was the moment when the old woman paid her respects to Lee Ro-woon.

Seueuk.

The Elves, who had not let their guard down until the end, simultaneously bowed and paid their respects to Lee Ro-woon.

“…….”

If someone had seen this scene, they would have called it a spectacle.

The sight of hundreds of Elves bowing as if performing a sacred ritual was not something that could be easily seen.

-Recognizing the great existence….

Lee Ro-woon, holding Nidhogg with his fist, stood in front of the Elven chieftain.

“What are you seeing that makes you call me great?”

Even at his sharp voice, the chieftain was looking at Lee Ro-woon with a blank face.

“How can we not call you great?”

She said as if it was too obvious.

“One who has reached a place that even the Elk’s divinity could not reach.”

“…….”

“If the one who defeated the vicious Kron and took it into his body is not great.”

Lee Ro-woon’s eyes twitched.

“Then who should we call great?”