Disciple of the Three Kings

Vol.7 Episode 19+

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Iwoon with his bloody wings spread out.

As the blood demonic ball reached its polarity, it drew the shape of the blood demon that protruded from Yi Rowoon’s body.

Even the tears of blood flowing from Lee Rowoon’s eyes were already drawing a pattern.

Gugugugugu!

There was a shock that shook the world.

Blood water, blood demon.

The look that the blood cult has been waiting for so much.

Now it is possible for the higher cults to take a similar form, but it is fundamentally different from Yi-Woon’s.

In an instant, the flames that spread out from the wingtip cover Lee Rowoon’s bloody wings.

Under the long, drooping hair, hair of different colors appeared.

That was the flame of the torch, not the hair.

Partizan and Mo Yong-hoo felt indescribable beauty in such a beneficial appearance.

Extraordinary beauty.

And at the same time… .

“What are you doing!”

Ominous and fearful.

Its enormous power turns into fear and crushes the world.

Partizan exclaimed again, coming to his senses.

“What the hell are you doing… .”

“Partizan, your revenge, your duty. Would it be okay if only the things you wanted were solved?”

“So what… .”

“You don’t need your body there.”

Partizan’s face became even more frozen as he shouted.

“Your bastard… !”

That’s when I realized it.

“No!”

What Lee Rowoon is trying to do is not to melt his body.

You want to destroy it.

In order to melt Partizan’s body, you need power equal to or greater than Partizan’s mana.

If not, it was necessary to understand and know how to use dragon magic-level mana.

“My body!”

It’s different if it’s destruction rather than melting.

“Are you going to annihilate me?”

He also required tremendous strength, but it was easier to kill than to save, so it was a big difference.

“It does not perish.”

“I’ll keep the Dragon Heart as much as possible. There will be some damage, though.”

“That’s… !”

“Isn’t there a way?”

Rowoon Lee, wrapped in flames, speaks like a demon king.

“If it goes like this, it’s the end of both you and the mouse. There… .”

Lee Rowoon’s eyes narrowed.

‘I’m not sure, but there are parts that I’m concerned about.’

This was the only way to solve them all at once.

“I promise.”

Partizan flinched at Lee Rowoon’s words.

The lowly human races are easy to make promises, but to a higher species like themselves, promises have great power and meaning.

“If you want, I’ll give you a contract.”

Furthermore, the contract is accompanied by strong restrictions.

The opponent is a human species.

But if you look inside, he’s already out of humanity.

“Partizan, you are valuable to me too.”

Dragon.

It is also a guardian dragon.

If that spirit is intact.

You can hear the story of Master Sword King even without filet.

“You… Is there?”

“Yourself?”

The corner of Lee Rowoon’s languid mouth twists.

“is… .”

The power to suppress the son-in-law grows stronger with his continued voice.

“Einhart and Gehenna.”

Partizane was looking at those clear eyes without hesitation.

“Nothing can go against my will. It might look clunky right now, though.”

Partizan closed his eyes.

“It is a contract.”

Partizan’s body that radiates light.

And Lee Rowoon smiled and looked ahead.

The iceberg that contained the body is cracking.

But that will stop soon.

Though it’s easier to break a Partizan’s body than to melt it.

‘I’m going to have to do a lot of work.’

It’s never been easy.

Outstretched feet and pulling arms.

-I have no herbivores to teach you.

I remember the words of Master Wu.

He did not teach him any techniques or herbivores.

-But yes.

I remember Master Muwang’s smiling face with small wrinkles.

-Tell me how to hit hard.

I was curious, the strongest attack of Master Wu, who doesn’t even have herbs.

– Putting your will into the blow.

Incorporate the will to attack.

‘What do you mean?’

-That’s… .

It’s still ridiculous.

If I hadn’t seen and tried it myself, I wouldn’t have believed it for the rest of my life.

-You can hit it while screaming.

Lee Rowoon stretched out his drawn arm in front of him.

Slowly, more slowly.

Even in the slow flow of time when he reached the stage, Lee Rowoon’s fist moved slowly and slowly.

Moyonghu’s eyes widened as if torn at the sight.

It was something incomprehensible and indescribable to him, who was uninhabited even though he lost Danjeon.

But you can tell.

That is the ultimate, something that has come to an end, that every warrior desires.

It was the same with Partizan.

Even though he knew that Lee Rowoon was trying to destroy his body, he thought it would be impossible.

No matter how unusual he was, it didn’t seem complete yet.

“The contract… .”

Everything becomes far away from the trajectory you see now.

I don’t know about Eun’s martial arts, but I can tell because it is a dragon that has reached the end of its species.

That’s the ultimate.

“Good job.”

Finally fully extended fists.

Funnyly, Lee Rowoon’s mouth was opened just then.

“Kwon Kwon.”

A dark red flash covered the world.

Water drops form on the pure white ice that is so beautiful.

Bundle.

As the light was reflected, the ice shone even more white.

Ddu-du-du-duk.

The falling water droplets increased and wet the ground.

The snow that used to fill the field melts and flowers bloom.

All this ice was made of mana.

It became the life force, which gave life to it.

The white color disappears.

What was drawn on pure white drawing paper was the beauty of all natural colors.

Duck. Touk. drop.

Falling water drops.

Finally there was the first movement in it.

The ice shatters in an instant, and the outstretched arms clenched fists.

A man clenching his fists in disbelief.

Another voice is heard next to him.

Now it wasn’t just the man who got out of the ice.

“Jin-ah!”

“Mother!”

Everyone who had been frozen began to wake up as the chill that had filled Moyongsega disappeared.

They jumped out of the ice and cried out countless times as they regained their heat through their internal air.

Even though they were right in front of them, they couldn’t touch them, and even though they wanted to do something, they couldn’t do it.

“Father! father!”

“Are you okay?”

“Honey!”

It’s three.

They are all blood relatives.

Even though the purity of their blood was different, they were all part of a family thanks to the strong bond.

There was a man who shed tears endlessly as he watched the scene.

The two arms hanging down.

He murmured as he stood, unwilling to even think of wiping away the overflowing tears.

“Frozen… .”

It sounds like a voice is being heard.

“Time will pass… .”

-Moyong’s frozen time will pass from now on.

This is what the current head of the Mo Yong-se family said.

And it became a reality.

“Hajin-ah!”

“Hundreds!”

An old friend awoke from the ice, recognized him and rushed in.

“What happened! How did we wake up!”

They were trapped in the ice and lost consciousness, but not in the first place.

Frozen with Partizan’s mana, they survived months with their awakened minds.

I know there are people who have looked after them.

Mo Yong Ha-jin, unable to speak, pushed away the arms of an old friend.

The old friend also looked down at where Ha-jin’s eyes were facing and lowered his head.

Many people who had been frozen were gathered in one place to form a camp.

Hajin walked on the snow that had not yet melted.

The ground that Ha-jin had stepped on just melted.

The people who discovered Mo Yong Ha-jin paved the way.

A mature man stood at the end of the open road.

Mo Yong Ha-jin, who walked out, stood in front of the old man and looked at him.

Can you describe it?

How can I vomit out these feelings?

I thought that I would never meet someone like this again.

I thought that the cold that had frozen Moyong would never go away.

“Hajin-ah.”

Mo Yong Ha-jin laughed at that warm voice.

“I see you.”

Standing there was Mo Yong-ha-jin’s older brother, Mo Yong-hwi.

“What happened?”

A low, heavy voice.

“How did we wake up? Besides, how… .”

Mo Yong Hajin kept her mouth shut.

I couldn’t bring myself to talk anymore.

Following Mo Yong Hajin’s return.

Everyone of Mo Yong-sega, who was released, looked at one place.

There were characters with unusual appearances.

Those who do not look like Mo Yong-se’s figures to anyone.

He is a tall, white-haired man.

The figure of Mo Yong-se.

He’s coming.

He walks along the road that is still open.

The gazes looking at him were very complicated.

Looking at those eyes, Mo Yong Hajin bit his lips.

‘The moment I’ve been waiting for.’

The liberation of Moyongsega.

‘The moment I didn’t want to come.’

It was also a moment I was trying to avoid.

A young man approached and stood between Mo Yong Ha-jin and Mo Yong Hwi.

Hajin Mo.

Kneeling down on one knee, he put his hands together and took the spear.

He looks much more polite than Mo Yong-hwi, who he called his older brother.

Hajin Mo is… .

“I see the head of Mo Yong-sega!”

I shouted with a louder voice than anyone else.

Everyone in the waking up Moyongsega listen and see.

The cold silence continued.

“After Mo Yong… .”

It was Mo Yong-hu, who stood between Mo Yong Ha-jin and Mo Yong-hwi, who opened his mouth.

“I see you, Father.”

A lot of eyes are focused on him.

“Looking at the fact that he doesn’t call him Gaju, it seems that Ha-jin’s words are true.”

Mo Yong-hui’s low-pitched voice continued.

Mo Yong-hoo clenched his fists and said.

“Yes. I became the headmaster.”

“What the hell is going on?”

Lee Yong-jin said it like it was ridiculous.

Spring has come to the frozen Moyongsega.

It was Lee Run who did it, but it was Mo Yonghu who accepted the benefit and seized the opportunity.

“Aren’t you the benefactor who saved the family? I’m the owner there… .”

“Why?”

He seemed to be excluded from within the family.

Mo Yong-hoo declared himself the head of the household in front of everyone waking up.

The gaze that followed was cold.

‘I just woke up and I’m not feeling well.’

Mo Yong-hui, the former head of the family, left with those words, and Mo Yong-hu disappeared after catching the wind for a while.

They made a living in Moyong-ga because they heard from Ha-jin Mo.

“It’s ridiculous.”

Lee Yong-jin did not seem to understand the situation easily.

“… … that.”

Dang Hwa-Young quietly listened to the story and opened her mouth.

“There are circumstances.”

“What? For what reason… .”

“Actually, when I first saw Moyonggaju, I was embarrassed. he… .”

“He is the bastard.”