Disciple of The Three Kings [EN]: Chapter 473

“How could you…”

Forzia.

“How could you do this…”

Berzena, the Demon King’s daughter, was crying.

And in an instant.

Thud!

It was the moment her tears hardened and spread like shattered jewels.

Whoooom!

Black thorns filled the surroundings.

And.

“Aaaah…”

A magic circle.

The sobbing Forzia was no longer in a state to communicate.

It was a rampage that began the moment she realized that her hundred thousand years of waiting had been in vain.

The moment the emotions that had accumulated over the waiting time burst out at once.

Whoooom!

The dozens of magic circles floating in the air were also emitting light.

Lee Rowoon, pierced and held by black thorns.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

It happened in an instant that beams of light from the magic circles struck him directly.

Indeed, as if proving that Forzia was going berserk, she even shattered the black thorns that had been holding Lee Rowoon in the previous attack.

Swoosh!

Lee Rowoon fell, plummeting.

His whole body was covered in large and small wounds.

But it wasn’t over yet.

Swoosh!

Up above, the black thorns that had regrown were pouring down on Lee Rowoon.

Clang!

In no time, Lee Rowoon regained his stance and struck them down.

The thorns continued to reach out, aiming for Lee Rowoon.

They also transformed into a net, trying not to let Lee Rowoon escape.

Bang!

Lee Rowoon moved through the air, avoiding the thorns.

-Shall I help?

Partizan’s voice entered his ears.

It wasn’t just him.

Swoosh.

Down below, all the people of Forzia’s territory were looking up at the sky, watching Forzia and him.

Also.

-Master.

Nidhogg, who seemed to have regained his senses, also expressed his intention to join the fight.

As if that wasn’t the end, a blue spear appeared before Lee Rowoon’s eyes.

[You can engage in a territory war with Sevia Forzia.]

[Do you want to declare a territory war?]

Territory war.

Lee Rowoon knew at once what it meant.

The world of demons.

The order of Gehenna [the demon world] was winner-takes-all.

The strong became the winner, and the winner took everything.

In a territory, the lord was an almost invincible being, but there was a system called territory war that allowed challenges.

Clang!

A demon with a title always had to prove themselves in this fight.

However.

“No.”

Lee Rowoon pushed away the blue spear and said.

He didn’t need help either.

“This is a fight I have to take.”

The will of his masters.

They wanted him to lead their forces and children.

And he had just given that up.

The opponent was his master’s child, who had waited for a hundred thousand years.

Clang!

So, he had no choice but to accept it.

This was something that was decided from the beginning.

“It’s something I have to do.”

Lee Rowoon changed his stance and looked at Forzia.

He didn’t think he could erase all that anger in a short time.

However.

“Come at me with all you’ve got.”

He hoped he could alleviate even a fraction of it.

Of course, that didn’t mean taking all of Forzia’s attacks with his body.

Clang!

He would clash and fight.

Until Forzia could vent everything.

* * *

Forzia was the one who had protected the holy land, Belze, for a hundred thousand years, and had turned it into her territory, Forzia.

Even when over a hundred candidates fought each other and most of them died, Forzia was still alive and breathing here.

The special nature of Belze.

Her political power.

All of that could have had an influence, but it shouldn’t be forgotten.

Whoosh-!

In the end, this was Gehenna.

A world of the survival of the fittest.

And that meant.

“Uwaaaaaaah!”

She was a strong person who could live for a hundred thousand years.

Forzia screamed and unleashed all her energy.

The magic circles drawn all around were emitting light.

Berzena was called the Demon King because she was the king of Gehenna, also known as the demon world.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

But before that, she was already a Demon King.

-The Way of Magic.

All those things called magic.

The white magic widely spread in Einheart.

The blood magic that had now been lost and disappeared.

The black magic that was forbidden and buried.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

The one who conquered all those ways of magic and stood above them.

That was the Demon King Berzena.

And before his eyes, Forzia, who was manipulating numerous magic circles like her own limbs and emitting light, was a descendant of such Berzena.

‘Indeed.’

The word ‘indeed’ suited her best.

She did not disgrace the blood she had inherited.

She was casting magic from the seventh and eighth circles, the realm of great magic, just by waving her hand.

-Ninth Circle.

She was breathing and casting magic of the realm called ultimate.

Clang!

Lee Rowoon, who was directly hit by the magic, twisted his body.

Because this was Forzia’s territory, the power of the magic she used was increased.

“……”

Lee Rowoon was weakened by the power of the territory.

Also.

Gulp.

Lee Rowoon suppressed the energy of the Blood Demon Divine Art that was surging up.

The one he used the most, the one he was most familiar with.

The power of martial arts.

-Rowoon.

Lee Rowoon sealed it now.

It was his master who had died by his own hand.

Even if that consciousness wasn’t him, that fact didn’t change.

How could he.

‘How could I do that?’

How could he use the power of the Martial King?

That was why he took out.

Whoooom!

He was also magic.

The magic core, which was not yet perfect, but had begun to fill up rapidly as he entered Gehenna, was responding to Lee Rowoon’s will and drawing out its power.

The magic circle spread beneath Lee Rowoon’s feet.

“……!”

Forzia’s eyes widened as she saw it.

The clear pentagram, the symbols drawn within.

“Ah…!”

Forzia had not forgotten it even after a hundred thousand years.

Whoooom-!

Berzena’s unique magic.

The magic of Divine Destruction.

It was the moment when the magic circle drawn beneath his feet expanded and increased in size.

Hundreds of magic spells were pouring down on Lee Rowoon.

Whoosh!

They were instantly sucked into the magic circle of Divine Destruction and disappeared without a trace.

This was the power of Lee Rowoon’s sword, Greed, and its new form.

-Devour.

It could also be called the power of Devour.

The devoured magic circle rotated rapidly and began to change its pattern.

It was when the abnormally enlarged magic circle quickly contracted and wrapped around Lee Rowoon’s left foot.

Swoosh.

The left foot was slowly extended and swung.

At that moment.

Clench!

Forzia closed her eyes, something she hadn’t done in the countless battles during the hundred thousand years since Berzena disappeared.

Resignation.

And acceptance.

However.

Whoooooooom-!

The intense purple light grazed Forzia’s cheek and flew backward.

That sky.

Clang!

The magic of Divine Destruction that exploded above illuminated the dark world.

The pouring demonic energy and magical power.

All the demons and devils in Forzia’s territory were staring with their mouths open at the vast power.

“Now.”

A small voice continued in that brilliant spectacle.

“Are you satisfied now?”

Lee Rowoon’s voice.

“Do you want more?”

It was a languid and low voice, but Forzia felt it was gentle.

And.

“No, I am not.”

She calmly regained her senses.

The black dress and veil began to turn white again.

It was a signal that the fight was over.

* * *

After the fight, Forzia did not show herself for three days.

There was no need to think too hard about it.

“She must be exhausted.”

She was the one who had led the territory for a hundred thousand years.

Yet, she had endured without seeking new power.

In this fight, she had exploded all that power, and as a result, she was in a state of needing recovery due to the aftereffects.

But also.

“She must have a lot to think about.”

She would have a lot to think about.

Lee Rowoon and Partizan.

The two were still in Forzia’s castle, idly spending their time.

“What the hell was that?”

Partizan asked.

For the past three days, Partizan had kept his mouth shut and spent his time quietly.

And now he was coming to him and talking to him.

“Do you know about dragons?”

He asked Lee Rowoon.

But when no answer came, Partizan smiled bitterly and said.

“They are the patriarchs of magic.”

Patriarch.

Meaning the master of all things.

“Magic was created by the hands of dragons and passed down by dragons. But that day… what I saw was.”

Lee Rowoon’s power that he had shown while fighting Forzia.

Partizan seemed to be still fascinated by the brilliant light of that huge magic circle.

“It was something even I couldn’t understand.”

Just as Forzia had a lot to think about, so did Partizan.

“What the hell was that…?”

Pride.

The arrogant dragon broke it and asked.

About what they were most confident in and thought of as their own.

“The magic circle of Divine Destruction.”

A concept that had no meaning of circles and transcended it.

“The magic circle of Divine Destruction…”

The arrogant name, the arrogant dragon, Partizan, seemed to accept it.

“And.”

Lee Rowoon said as he stood up.

“Isn’t it too arrogant to think that dragons are the patriarchs of magic?”

“What?”

“It might have been like that in that world.”

But.

“It could be different in this world.”

“What does that…”

“Don’t think of magic as the same concept. It’s completely different from what you use.”

It was what Master Berzena had said.

-Before I appeared, there was no magic to be found in Gehenna.

In other words.

“Because the magic of Gehenna is a concept that my master created and made.”

“……!”

Partizan seemed surprised.

He seemed lost in thought.

But there was no more time to talk.

“Excuse me for a moment.”

Forzia had already opened the door and entered.

It was the same scene as a few days ago.

However.

“I apologize.”

The story after that was different.

“I think I was exhausted from waiting too long. I will not force the successor. But still…”

Forzia was about to say something.

“No.”

Lee Rowoon cut her off.

“It’s already too late.”

Too late.

“……What do you mean by that?”

Forzia was flustered and uneasy.

Lee Rowoon said to her.

“Everyone has started to move.”