Disciple of the Three Kings

Volume 3 Episode 20+

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“Relax.”

After saying that, Lee Rowoon’s languid eyes slowly began to sharpen.

A huge sense of pressure engulfing your entire body.

He looked at his opponent with a sense of pressure he had not felt in a long time.

What Lee Rowoon sees now is not Yoon Tae-sun.

‘Heaven.’

To be precise, it was the will of Heaven.

While Baek Cheong and Lee Shin-woo were wasting time, Lee Rowoon made contact with the will of Cheonmachong.

Since he was originally a good person who had the qualifications as the owner, he came into contact with the magi that had spread inside the Cheonmachong and read the memories.

This place has a problem because of the two owners.

He spent some time regaining some of that control and getting equal qualifications.

“It’s a gimmick.”

Lee Rowoon’s voice, the will contained in it, was not Lee Run, who was a Dank, but Lee Rowoon, who was Shin Yeo-wool’s disciple.

For Rowoon, who had read the memories of the past, the will of the Chunma in front of him was terrifying and sad.

‘Shin-Magyo.’

In the past, a powerful force that ruled the entire silver.

Even the imperial palace did not dare raise their heads, and all the forces of the Moorim knelt in front of the Shinma.

Also, powers following Shinma emerged one after another, but Shin Yeo-ul recognized only three of them as Shinma’s.

Hao Mun, who managed internal affairs and coordinated each faction.

A blood cult that punished those who sinned in the role of an executor.

And the role of the last Cheonmagyo.

‘Challenger.’

Shin Yeo-wool was uninhabited.

Mura was a salmon soaring toward the sky.

What he felt when he stood at the end of the end was a great sense of loss.

I couldn’t see any more climbs, and those below couldn’t catch up with me.

Cheonma Bridge was created with the will of Shin Yeo-ul.

“I tried so hard.”

The challenger.

Its name.

“You haven’t reached the sky.”

Heaven.

A being created to learn everything about the Shinma and defeat the Shinma.

Therefore, beings who pursued only power and the end of nothingness.

Those who never ascended to heaven.

They died and were trapped underground, leaving their will.

What is overlaid on Taeseon Yoon is that will.

Paaah.

The will of the heavenly demons who wanted to reach the sky.

That power remained and stood here.

I am ready to face that strange fate and will.

The black flowers that bloomed from Lee Rowoon’s feet soared to the sky.

Baek-chung, who saw the scene, was astonished.

A powerful magic that takes your breath away.

The black flame that now encircles Yi Rowoon was so deep and distant that it would never kneel even compared to that of the Heavenly Demon.

But soon, the feeling I felt gradually changed.

I feel breathless and refreshed.

A clear pottery, like a bet that has been placed in a white-cheong danjeon for the rest of its life.

The feeling he had felt before was not an illusion.

At the end of the Magi, there was the Tao.

He clenched his fist at that time.

Hey!

The will of the heavenly demon that shouts toward such an advantage.

Lee Rowoon slowly took a pose, and then slowly rolled up her fists as if in a ceremony.

The world is distorted as if a gate was opened.

At the end of it.

Aaaaaaaaaaah!

The will of the devil was also burning everything and rushing towards it.

Head to blackening.

The strength he built up was the reincarnation of martial arts to become a vessel different from that of Yeo-Wul Shin in the past.

Therefore, I reached the pole of the Blood Demon Gods, and the blackness of the Heavenly Demon Gods, but it was too much to deal with White Cheong alone.

But here, in Cheonmachong, it’s different.

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

This is the place that was born for the fierce battle between the gods and the gods, and the tombs of those who challenged them.

If you are a person who has mastered the Heavenly Demon Godgong and the Blood Demon Godgong.

This is where you can unleash your true power.

Two sparks collide.

The blue and black flames intertwined and continued to explode.

A superhuman man, a speed that is hard to follow even with the eyes of white.

Occasionally, when he saw that figure, Baekcheong opened his mouth without realizing it.

She felt one emotion.

“It’s beautiful… .”

It’s beautiful.

The image of the two flames dancing and mixing together, the will in them.

The things they had built up were conveying another realization to Baekcheong.

Their fight was like a shaman’s salpur.

Salpuri that soothes the souls of the dead and relieves their hunger.

Lee Rowoon was soothing the will of the devil.

I can feel the willpower standing in one fist.

‘Your efforts are not in vain.’

Because I am uninhabited, I speak as nothing.

‘I know your hard work.’

Aaaaaaaaaah!

‘Stop it… .’

Sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo loud!

The two flames finally mingled together and began to spit out the supreme heat.

In the flame, Baek-chung felt the will of Yi-woon.

The same thing I said to myself and Lee Shin-woo.

‘Relax.’

A word that brings peace.

There was nothing left in the corner of Baekcheong, who suddenly came to his senses.

When he turned his head to look at the Cheongcheonha engineering members, they were no different from himself.

When I saw the guild members of Baran who were taking a bow from a distance, they were no different from myself.

Awe, an unknown echo beyond that.

Hwareuk.

Now there was only one flame burning.

Black flame.

It engulfed the blue flame.

No matter what anyone said, the winner was certain.

The black flame that stood at the center of the battlefield moved like a whirlwind and disappeared.

The man who appeared in it.

He had blood-red eyes and vivid blood prints all over his body.

He extended his fist and clenched it slowly.

It feels like grabbing the entire space.

The moment when those who even stopped breathing due to its suction power breathe again.

A new flame lit up in the man’s hand.

Black and white, a new flame created by mixing them together.

The purple light.

Baekchung was so startled at that moment that he covered his mouth without realizing it.

It was because I thought of something very similar to the flames on a man’s hand.

“Now… under… strong.”

The energy called the essence of a volcano came to mind.

This aura that is similar yet similar.

That confuses the white rust even more.

Looking at the flames on the palm of his hand, Lee Rowoon smiled contentedly.

‘It’s done.’

The feeling of fullness in this flame.

It felt like another cog was aligned.

Finally, it was the moment when the second cog that had been piled up to become a vessel of chaos was completed.

The end.

“Sacred fire.”

The divine flames were dancing chaotically on Lee Rowoon’s hand.

Originally, Cheonmagi was an energy that was difficult to build up differently from Hyolmagi.

Unlike the hyeolmagi, which are transformed by absorbing life, the cheonmagi was an energy that rose from fighting spirit.

Clash of life and death.

A spark that rises in the battle for life and life.

That was the source of the Cheonmagi.

However, it was not easy for Lee Rowoon to feel that kind of fighting spirit, and it was just that he had absorbed the Cheonmagi in the fighting spirit felt by his opponents through actual combat.

It’s still the same.

Chunma’s will certainly seemed like a formidable force in the eyes of the majority, but the fighting spirit that would cost Lee Rowoon’s life did not rise.

“Good job.”

But the will of heaven.

The fighting spirit accumulated over the course of thousands of years has lifted Lee Rowoon’s Cheon-Magi, which had been standing still.

A new stage reached when the lack of Cheonmagi was filled.

Sacred fire.

Lee Rowoon looked ahead, capturing the new energy.

“Nana… I… .”

Cheonmagi is not a life-taking force.

The power to inspire fighting spirit.

So the blue flames and blue flowers were able to survive.

“Bubber bug… ah no… .”

The same goes for this.

The will of heaven.

On the contrary, the object to which the strong will was attached sat down in front of Yi Rowoon.

“Nana Nana… .”

Yoon Tae-sun raised his head at the voice he heard.

“Do you know who I am?”

Lee Rowoon said, looking at the seated man at eye level.

“Who… who… .”

At that time, Lee Rowoon’s face trembled as if it were engulfed in flames.

When the flame has gone out.

The face of Yi Rowoon was completely changed by the power of the Celestial Demon Goddess who controlled the body.

Yoon Tae-sun had a disgusted face as if he had seen a ghost.

“Now you know.”

“To… Rowoon… !”

Because what was there was the face of Lee Rowoon, the former guild leader of Dank.

“No! you! you are dead! He would have died!”

Lee Rowoon’s hand reached out.

I looked back as if scared, but there was no way for Tae-sun Yoon to avoid Lee Woon’s hand.

The clenched neck.

“Don’t run away.”

Speaking to the mind, not the body.

It is said that the will of the devil resides, but that does not mean that Taeseon Yoon is crazy.

Chunma’s will only exploded fighting spirit, and it wasn’t something that would drive anything crazy.

Yoon Tae-sun’s actions now were not because of Cheonma’s will, but because of his guilt.

“Because it is a reality you have to face.”

Yoon Tae-sun’s eyes gradually found their way.

Apples in succession.

“Oh, I couldn’t help it. If I hadn’t turned you over back then… we all… .”

Lee Rowoon’s expression on hearing Taeseon Yoon’s words didn’t change at all.

“I know you can’t be forgiven! However… .”

A member of Dank.

We were friends who grew up together before that.

He had suffered the same pain before.

However, Yoon Tae-sun, who is now in front of Rowoon Lee, was not the person he knew.

“I’d rather have Kim Shin-hong.”

“Because he was just the way I knew him.”

It was okay because I knew it and accepted it.

But Taeseon Yoon was different.

‘Benefits!’

He was always confident and didn’t hesitate to stand in front.

It was Taeseon Yoon who fought for his colleagues at the vanguard of the party with him.

“It is no longer there.”

It has changed.

He and himself.

Lee Rowoon got up from her seat.

“Lo, Rowoon.”

Ignoring Yoon Tae-sun’s cry, Lee Rowoon stretched out his hand.

Is it because of the white rust that made him look like this?

The choice he made, he made himself this way.

The truth that Tae-sun Yoon betrayed her.

That’s all that matters.

“The Yoon Tae-sun I knew no longer exists.”

Baekchung’s words come to mind.

A being without fighting spirit or pride.

A being who sold everything for himself.

Instead of recovering the outstretched hand, Lee Rowoon called for Baekcheong, who had a blank face in the distance.

“Do it yourself.”

I thought it was better than putting my own hands on Yoon Tae-sun.

Baek-cheong, who had been contemplating for a long time, slowly approached Lee Rowoon and Yoon Tae-sun.

At the same time, she cast a complicated gaze on Yi Rowoon.

“Die like a worm.”

All of a sudden, she put her hand on her sword.

“You, even you… I would… .”

The red string on Yoon Tae-sun’s neck as he continued to speak.

That was the end.

Yoon Tae-sun, who had collapsed, was there without even wriggling.

“You, no… you.”

Baek Cheong turned to Yi Rowoon’s back.

“Is it beneficial?”