Disciple of The Three Kings [EN]: Chapter 492

It first opened as a gate.

The first SS-class gate, or perhaps even beyond.

However, this place, with its land even more vast than Earth and abundant resources, became a new land of opportunity.

Hwareureuk!

Igdrasil was now a scene of a burning battlefield.

“Ice Wave-!”

Ice poured out with the incantation.

“Fire Wall!”

With another incantation, flames erupted this time, creating thick steam.

In that obscured view.

Paat-!

Knights in heavy armor burst out, emitting auras.

The massive trees of Igdrasil were ablaze, being mercilessly cut down by the knights’ auras.

Tang-!

Arrows began to fly in with the sound of air being torn apart from somewhere.

However, the barriers of fire, ice, and wind vortexes initially weakened the arrows, and those that still had power.

Tung!

Were deflected by the knights’ shields and swords, scattering on the ground.

Meanwhile, one knight, having increased his speed, finally approached his opponent and swung his sword.

Kaang!

Sparks flew.

Ggeugeugeuk-!

A sword and a bow clashed, emitting a bright light.

Seogeok-!

Ultimately, what was cut and broken was the bow….

“Keuk!”

And it was an elf.

The true owner of Igdrasil, an indigenous elf, lost an arm to the knight’s sword.

The knight, seemingly not satisfied with that, tried to cut off the elf’s head again, but.

Puuk!

An arrow that flew from somewhere pierced the knight’s armor and lodged in his shoulder.

“Silain!”

Other elves rushed over, calling the name of the injured elf.

However, judging by their appearance, the situation did not look good.

-Battlefield.

What was happening here was war.

Kung! Kung!

The mages and knights were undoubtedly a force worthy of being called an army.

However, their opponents were different.

Tatatat!

Fast and powerful elves.

However, unlike the knights who moved as one, complementing each other in battle, they seemed to fight separately, relying on their individual physical abilities.

In terms of individual differences, the elves might be stronger.

However.

“Ironclad Knights. Advance.”

It was also true that they could not keep up with the army’s combat.

The elves were being pushed back.

Amidst the showers of flames, ice, wind, and magic.

Swords and shields.

Hiiing-!

The cries of horses wearing armored gear, which could break through the rough forest terrain without any problems, were.

Teok!

Pushing the elves back.

Even in numbers, the elves were no match.

The enemies numbered at least a thousand.

In comparison, the number of elves seemed to be less than a hundred.

It was a desperate situation, a situation where the elves’ defeat was almost certain.

However.

Kwaang-!

With an explosion from somewhere, an escape route opened for the elves.

“Black Guard! Rescue the elves!”

What was heard was the language of silver [referring to a specific group or faction].

Along with that, warriors in black uniforms stormed onto the battlefield and began to fight the knights.

Although their numbers were insufficient.

“Deploy the Black Formation-!”

By deploying a formation, two exerted the power of three, and three exerted the power of five, gradually pushing back the knights.

However, even that had a clear limit.

“Combined magic….”

At the voice heard from somewhere, a warrior who seemed to be the captain quickly raised his eyes and shouted.

“Dodge….”

Numerous experiences told him.

“Dodge it!”

That they had to avoid the magic that was about to pour down at all costs.

Combined magic.

The act of numerous mages combining their individual magic and formulas to use a massive magic that they could not unleash alone.

The magic unleashed in that way was.

“Meteor Strike.”

Something so massive that it could overturn the outcome of the battlefield.

In the sky, a space opened, and a small meteor was falling.

Its size was only about the size of a human head, but.

Swiaaek-!

It contained intense heat and power, from wherever it came.

Kukuku!

The scene of what would happen when it collided with the ground, or with the warriors and elves, was vividly drawn in his mind.

It was not magic to kill individuals, but magic to neutralize an army, a tactic, that was now falling.

“Already….”

And also, experience told him.

“It’s too late.”

That there was no way to avoid it.

The impact of the magic would cover all directions, and even if they survived, it was clear that they would be annihilated by the knights’ pursuit.

“Damn it!”

It was a situation with no answer.

At that moment, when the deaths of his comrades were vividly drawn in his mind.

Seueuk.

The shadow of someone appeared in front of the falling meteor.

“……!”

Being flustered and surprised was a momentary emotion.

The event that followed.

Sarak.

The sight of the magic deployed by two hundred mages disappearing just by the shadow reaching out its hand was.

“……!”

Nothing short of shocking.

The shadow.

His mouth opened.

“What the hell is going on here.”

Rowoon, he was simply dumbfounded by this situation.

* * *

Igdrasil, the owners of this place were the elves.

But the owner of those elves was….

“What the hell is going on here.”

It was Rowoon.

All rights to this land belonged to Rowoon.

Of course, he neither acknowledged nor desired it.

However.

“I don’t remember opening the gate to Ainhardt.”

At least, he had never opened the gate or granted rights to Igdrasil to Ainhardt.

The ones fighting here in Igdrasil were the army of Ainhardt, the elves, and the warriors.

And also.

Seueuk.

No players were visible.

Tadat, tadat.

The sound of the forest and trees burning.

Ttaak.

When Rowoon snapped his fingers, the flames that filled the forest stopped and were extinguished in an instant.

However, the forest had turned gray with ash.

Rowoon slowly lowered his gaze and looked at them below.

The reactions were not much different.

“…….”

“…….”

Silence, and a clear sense of tension and fear.

Kulkeok.

The sound of swallowing.

No one acted rashly.

Erasing the combined magic created by two hundred mages just by reaching out a hand was something that even a master of the current realm could not do, and something that even a grand master or a great mage could not do.

Also, being able to extinguish the flames of this vast land, especially the flames made of magic, in an instant was….

“Y-you are….”

It felt like something that was only possible in the realm of gods.

“Who are you?”

The shadow took shape, and as the flickering flames stopped, his face was revealed.

An East Asian.

That was why the warrior spoke first.

However, even before he could answer.

Jiiing-!

Another hole opened in the sky.

Another meteor.

As if the combined magic they had been preparing from the beginning was not just one, another meteor was falling.

This time, it was emitting even greater and more intense power than before.

That was why Rowoon was different this time.

He could have erased the meteor just by reaching out his hand, but.

Chwaaaak-!

Red veins poured out from his entire body, forming a net.

It instantly grabbed the meteor.

Kwadedeuk!

And blocked and shattered the meteor.

The fragments of the fallen meteor lost their direction and fell in all directions.

Fortunately, they could easily block that much damage.

Seureuk.

The man disappeared.

And the place where the man appeared was.

“……!”

In front of the captain of the Black Guard who had spoken.

“Affiliation.”

The man spoke in a nonchalant voice.

“S-Shinma Alliance…. Three Thousand Gates….”

The captain of the Black Guard answered in a trembling voice as if it was obvious.

“I am Shim Il-soo, the captain of the Black Guard…!”

Shim Il-soo, who had barely finished speaking, gasped and carefully made a fist salute.

“I-if it’s not rude, may I ask who you are…?”

It was not a question asked because he really didn’t know the other person.

How could he not know?

How could he have any doubts?

Five years ago, he made his name known throughout Asia, and was in fact the owner of this Igdrasil and the owner of the largest force in the current Silver [a term for a specific world or realm], the Shinma Alliance.

“Rowoon.”

The name Rowoon.

As soon as they heard the name, the entire Black Guard froze.

They could not say anything, nor could they do anything.

Time seemed to have stopped, and their thoughts were suspended for a moment.

Cheoeok-!

Shim Il-soo made a fist salute again and bowed his head.

Kung-!

He immediately knelt on both knees and bowed his head.

“I greet the leader of the Shinma Alliance! I greet the Shinma-!”

That was the beginning.

“I greet the Shinma!”

Also, what represented Rowoon’s name was not just the leader of the Shinma Alliance or anything like that.

Seureuk.

The shadows that were approaching.

The elves who were fighting alongside the warriors began to take strange postures.

Although it was impossible to understand what that action was in the way of Earth, there was something that even those who knew nothing could feel.

“Kier, Elk.”

Praise Elk [a term of respect or reverence in the elven language].

That the elves’ appearance was reverent and respectful.

The moment the true owner of Igdrasil revealed himself.

Kuung-!

They also seemed to have grasped the current situation to some extent.

However, they made the wrong choice.

If they had even guessed who their opponent was, they should have chosen to flee, not to fight….

Kwaaaaa-!

The countless spells pouring down, the knights rushing in.

“Who are they?”

Rowoon turned his head and spoke.

The question was directed at Shim Il-soo.

“They are the Ironclad Knights of Ainhardt!”

He heard that.

“Are they enemies of the Shinma Alliance?”

The pouring magic was getting closer.

The rushing knights were getting closer.

“Yes.”

An answer without hesitation.

“Are they.”

This time, the question was directed at the elves.

“Enemies of Igdrasil?”

And.

Nod.

The moment the answer was heard.

“Then it’s simple for now.”

Rowoon stretched out both hands.

Ttuk, ttuk.

The drops of blood that were falling from his palms were creating small stains on the scorched earth.

In the following moment.

“Die.”

Along with Rowoon’s words.

Kwakwakwakwakwa-!

A crimson wave rose and began to sweep away everything in front of him.