Disciple of the Three Kings

Volume 1 Episode 20+

020

“Hey, that one!”

Kang Eun-ha shouted in shock.

The blood that spouted from the blood sword took the form of a dragon and was attacking Yi Woon.

“Tongue, Blood Dragon Out!”

The blood cult has lost its blood mage through countless wars and long history.

In particular, the biggest reason was that the world of silver was destroyed and the world was fragmented.

‘Blood paralysis.’

Because the place that was originally a relic of the blood cult has disappeared as a fragment of the world.

Compared to that time, it was not enough to say that the current remark was shabby.

But there was still something left.

“Blood magic sword technique!”

Even though the blood mage is lost and only a special lore can learn it, only the blood magic sword technique has been preserved and passed down to the blood cultists.

Even if it is not comparable to the blood mage, it is a symbolic sword technique of the blood mage, and the absolute martial arts that made blood descendants into blood cults only with the sword technique.

The three herbivorous hyeolryongchulsu came out of hyeolsubaek’s hand.

“No!”

Kang Eun-ha shouted.

Even though Lee Roon neutralized the elders in an unexpected way, the blood horse remains.

And blood demons are the absolute masters that Yi-Woon should be most wary of.

He was a high-ranking strongman who reached the point of talma.

Moreover, didn’t Yi Rowoon say that?

‘I can’t use martial arts.’

Even a first-class, or even the ultimate martial artist, can be subdued only by the devotion shown by Lee Ro-Won.

However, blood magic swordsmanship is literally an absolute martial art that is not worth the word new work.

It cannot be stopped as an advantage that cannot use martial arts.

Eunha Kang tried to run towards Lee Rowoon in a hurry.

Quadded!

It’s already too late.

The blood dragon with its mouth wide open ate Lee Rowoon.

“I will rip you to shreds and turn you into a handful of blood.”

He said with a smile.

“I should devour that blood and complete the Blood Demon.”

The face of a white bloodsucker painted with leisure.

But his face began to harden.

Course!

Something was strange about the blood dragon that devoured Lee Rowoon.

Soon afterward, the blood dragon lost its shape and exploded.

There was a round sphere in it.

“Blood film… !”

Red blood gathered around Lee Rowoon.

There was a clear difference.

The hyeolmagi created by the bloodsucker is clearly turbid and dark red.

But now, what surrounds Yi Rowoon is a bright red color that even gives off a clear feeling.

The blood film that surrounded Lee Rowoon disappeared as if it had melted.

In the midst of that, Yi Rowoon, who didn’t even change his expression, was standing there looking at his blood bag.

“They are different too.”

“What, what… !”

“Blood magic?”

When Lee Rowoon reached out his hand, the melting blood magic energy gathered into the outstretched palm and swirled.

“Master didn’t make that kind of thing.”

“What kind of bullshit!”

“In the beginning, Master didn’t make any swordsmanship to use with the Blood Demon God.”

Blood’s face trembled.

Master, did you say that Master made a blood demon god?

Where is that nonsense?

The progenitor of the blood religion, the blood horse, has already died thousands of years ago.

If he remained, the blood cult wouldn’t have been this way.

After all, he was the best of all time.

“Someone in the middle must have made it and passed it on.”

“Do as much bullshit as you can!”

The blood-stealer, who suddenly reached Lee Rowoon’s face, slashed the blood sword with a demon-like face.

However, a small blood film accurately wrapped around the hundreds of blood swords.

“You are the bullshit… , not.”

Lee Rowoon reached out and flicked her finger while maintaining the blood film.

Five or six bloodstains made in an instant were lodged in the bloodsucker’s body.

The blood count stepped back.

‘Unbelievable… .’

I’ve never heard of a blood mage being treated this way.

Hyeolmagong is said to be an absolute shingong that descends to the blood cult, but in the end it was a kind of shimbeop.

It was to build a history and use the special power contained in the history.

But the blood itself, and the blood magic itself, can be used in this way.

I understand that it is a blood clot that can also be used as a blood clot.

It is difficult to shoot a blood stinger, but if you think of it as a tanji-gong, you can use it yourself.

However.

‘Blood stings scattered my history.’

The nature of the blood was a problem.

Sucking blood like a living leech and scattering the history.

It increases the size and leaves a darker scar.

“Unbelievable-!”

Taang! The blood-stealing bag that deflected the blood with its own strength created a blood dragon once again.

This time, it’s not a three-second type of bloody dragon.

The six herbivorous blood dragon runaway.

Aaaaaaaaaah!

The Blood Dragon and the Blood Su-Baek were coming towards Yi Rowoon with their swords deflected.

A little sigh.

And the blood magic that swirled in Lee Rowoon’s hand began to take shape.

The blood dragon, although small, it was clearly a blood dragon.

The two blood dragons clashed and roared.

“Gagging! Whoops!”

The bag of blood was constantly spitting out dark red blood.

‘What… !’

I couldn’t understand it with his common sense.

‘It’s definitely the end of the world.’

I could tell for sure from the last bump.

The strength felt in Lee Rowoon’s Blood Dragon is nothing but the ultimate in demons.

On the other hand, he has reached the point of talma.

The difference in level, players can’t even dare to defeat opponents with a big difference in level.

However, there were cases in which the climax and transcendence among the warriors were exceeded depending on the understanding of the samurai and the group.

That’s why the unmanned are evaluated as better than the players.

But that has a degree.

Who are you?

‘I… Every blood.’

He learned the blood mage, the new master of the blood cult, with extreme polarity, and learned the blood magic sword with the best group.

Even if he encounters the middle of the Talmage state, he can easily win.

But on the other hand, a person who is only a polemist cannot surpass himself even if he is a polemic!

“I can’t do this.”

Blood bleeds red eyes.

It’s a coincidence.

A blood demon?

‘There is no such thing.’

Things that were lost and disappeared thousands of years ago appear here now?

It would have been quicker to believe that the blood demon progenitor 血魔始祖 had returned.

Tears of blood flowed from the red-stained eyes.

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah

Hyeolmagi, which immediately bloomed, enveloped the bloodsucker’s whole body.

“Tongue, blood demon… ?”

Eunha Kang and Kang Cheol were shocked and surprised.

‘It’s not like that.’

Lee Rowoon snorted and looked at him.

It’s not like a blood demon.

“Is it reverse blood?”

A trump card that allows a magician to use the power of a higher realm for a moment than his own.

Reverse blood clotting method.

“Are you going to die?”

The price is your life.

“The bullshit! I will absorb you and become a blood demon!”

But he thought that everything would be possible as long as he absorbed the beneficial effect.

So, I amplified the history several times with reverse blood.

I’m not sure.

‘There is a possibility that Muri’s understanding or ignorance is superior to mine.’

I can’t admit it, but there’s only one thing.

But there’s something he can’t get over.

‘History.’

He has been worshiped as a blood horse for over ten years and has absorbed thousands and tens of thousands of blood.

The accumulated history was several times that of Elder Il, who had reached the point of talma.

Besides, didn’t he amplify his strength with the reverse blood?

“It’s an obvious number.”

Blood Buek once again jumped towards Yi Rowoon.

But his sword had vanished.

He reached out and aimed at Lee Rowoon’s neck.

At the same time, Lee Rowoon also reached out and blocked the bloodsucker’s hand.

Aww!

Caught each other’s hands.

A battle that the unmanned can never win.

A fight that requires neither ignorance nor excessive force.

“Do you want to try it out?”

Status fighting.

As a player or mana user, it is the ability to pour out the magic power you have on the opponent and burn the opponent’s magic.

The moment the opponent’s magical power burns out, that vitality is burned.

“Now my history is two-handed! More than that!”

Who are you there?

Every blood.

“Wow!”

Blood blood gave strength to those red eyes that looked like they were about to explode.

‘Blood magic breath!’

The most basic technique of blood magic!

And a technique that is no different from the essence of a blood magician!

Whaaaah-!

Lee Rowoon and Blood Su-baek started to operate the blood magic breath with their hands clasped.

‘It’s over.’

A smile spread across his face, stained with hundreds of blood.

Now, he completes this damn blood mage and becomes a blood demon.

If this person’s blood mage is that of the real ancestor, I will absorb even that and become more perfect.

But soon after, the bloodsucker’s face hardened.

Lee Rowoon is smiling with half-closed eyes.

“Did you have fun?”

How!

In a battle for strength, it is a fight that requires all your concentration.

Even a small shock can be a deadly fight, left-handed, but I believed that Elder Il wouldn’t let them intervene.

By the way, can you open your mouth during such a history battle?

“I’m a blood cult who didn’t even learn blood craft, is it possible to say that I’m the youngest member of the previous blood cult?”

I wanted to say something, but I couldn’t say anything.

“From what I heard, at some point, it seems like a person has changed dramatically, haven’t they? A bloody bastard is a promising minor teacher.”

“Regression? Rebirth?”

Lee Rowoon’s smile deepened.

“There is no way you would have gone through that… .”

A period was placed on Lee Rowoon’s words.

“Are you a thousand people?”

“Wow!”

“I see. Then don’t kill me I have to find it too.”

A red glow began to appear in Lee Rowoon’s eyes.

Then the feeling in the palm of your hand that was obviously sucking the other person started to change.

“I’ll show you. Blood mage.”

The blood mist envelops Yi Rowoon and the bloodsucker.

Hundreds of blood, history, and spirit were sucked into Yi Rowoon.

Historical battles?

It was definitely a battle in which the size of the internal force was absolutely determined.

Because it burns out the opponent’s history, the purity of the history is important, but the quantity plays an absolute role.

However, those with blood demons are different.

Suck it, not burn it.

Even there, the amount of history is important, but what is more important is something else.

‘Operation of history.’

It was a hundred years.

In addition, Lee Rowoon learned not only his history but also other things.

I can assure you that there is no existence that can overcome such beneficial management of history.

“Oh, no… .”

He opened his mouth even though he knew he shouldn’t.

“No… All right!”

I tried to release my hand, but it wouldn’t.

It’s dry.

It saps blood and stamina, and even steals its soul.

The resistance was useless.

It is natural for rivers to flow into the sea, and the already irreversible flow was unavoidable even as a blood stream.

In the distant mind.

Blood’s eyes widened.

“Did you see it?”

A quiet, ferocious voice.

What the blood bag sucked into him saw.

That’s… .

“Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah… .”

Endless darkness.

You can’t win.

No, even thinking that you would dare to win is blasphemy.

A smile spread across his lips.

‘Next… .’

Blood was able to tell by seeing the abyss of Yi Rowoon for a moment.

‘It’s your turn.’

Good luck.

Not everything is going to be crap.

It is clear that this person will give you revenge.

No, man.

Great… .

“Drink blood… .”

That was the last time.

The blood stream stopped like a broken puppet.

Shoot.

In front of the fallen bloodsucker, Yi Rowoon was wrapped in a thick blood cloud.

It absorbed all the history of the Blood Bag.

However, a blood mage, not a blood mage, is a blood mage made by a crude method.

Moreover, it was full of impurities and could not be used properly.

Nevertheless, the hyeol-ma-shin-gong who reached Jin-hyeol purifies the hyeol-ma-gi of the hyeol-soo-baek.

Let go of what is to be thrown away, and take what is to be taken.

Seonhong’s blood magic machine, who has become so pure, goes to Yi Rowoon’s blood danjeon.

Click.

The cog wheel that was spinning alone stopped.

‘The end of Jinhyeol.’

It was the completion of the blood demon.