Disciple of the Three Kings - Disciple of the Three Kings 257

Volume 11, Episode 07+

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The helicopter’s propellers were thundering.

A few helicopters and cars advancing under them.

There were Rowoon Lee, Shin-woo Lee, Se-min Ha, and people of blood affiliation riding there.

The hot wind and roar came in through the open door.

Ha Se-min saw the benefits in that.

-Shinma.

What I heard before.

-Call me Shinma.

It never leaves my mind.

Until now, Yi Woon had not established his own identity.

As a blood horse of a blood cult, sometimes as someone’s benefactor, and sometimes as a shrine to Haomun.

Sometimes he said it was heaven, and sometimes he said it.

-The benefit of Dank.

I even wrote the name Lee Rowoon.

The fact that he has so many identities seems to be proof that he is great, but Ha Se-min’s feelings were different.

He seemed unsure of how to describe himself.

He has changed so much from the previous dank’s.

However, to be called a hyeolma, he does not know the doctrine of hyeolgyo.

It was the same with Cheonma, and he was unaware of the existence of Jincheon.

‘You were wandering.’

Iron is just wandering.

I didn’t know what to do or what I was, so I surrendered myself to the flow.

They didn’t have any complaints about following him, but it wouldn’t have been beneficial.

I would never have thought of them as mine.

That’s why they didn’t call them or even ask for help at any moment.

Ha Se-min made eye contact with Kang Han-cheol and nodded.

As a follower of someone, it was very difficult.

The owner to follow doesn’t need them.

Also, the fact that he couldn’t even help his master gave him a deep sense of shame.

Ha Se-min could understand Kang Eun-ha.

Even though she said it wasn’t necessary, she later became a corpse.

It was she who could have even said that she interfered with the profit, but Ha Se-min understands her.

I’m sure it was you.

I would have been willing to give up my life to be of any help or to give Lee Rowoon a little inspiration.

It was beneficial to do so.

I remembered what I said before.

Now it’s different.

Lee Rowoon has made a name for herself.

-You are Shin-Makyo.

They also made clear their affiliation.

It needs detailed adjustments, but it’s got a big frame.

Doo doo doo doo doo!

That meant Yi-Woon had finally accepted them.

It meant he would lead them.

Even if the road is a thorny road, even if there are many deaths along the way.

Even if the road is full of sorrow and sacrifice.

‘I will follow.’

I’m back on a long, long road.

And now we have come to the starting point.

Glorious place to be the starting point.

-Manila.

Manila, the capital of the Philippines.

“The fortune teller.”

It will be a fortune teller.

The helicopter went fast.

But before I went to the store, I had to stop by.

The Philippines was nothing more than a land of death, with the exception of a few cities.

In the beginning, the number of players was insufficient, and the reason was that the silver door didn’t open much.

It was also the reason that the island was not easily accessible.

The gate was open, but could not be closed.

And they.

It exploded.

Many monsters came out.

The players and the warriors resisted with all their might, but another gate broke while they were dealing with the monster.

Vicious circle.

A request for assistance was to no avail.

Before silver dominated Asia, in the early days of opening, no other place had the power to help anyone.

I had to work hard to protect my territory and land.

This was the result.

The whole of Southeast Asia, including the Philippines, has become a land of monsters.

The land of the dead.

The only thing the survivors could do was protect the remaining areas.

“Soon, we will enter.”

You may ask such a question.

Then, now that everything is stabilized, why not restore the land?

Huge army of players.

Strong warriors.

It was said that we should have sent them to restore the lost land.

The answer is yes.

– Impossible.

To be precise, the calculation is not correct.

Places that have become the land of death.

Because the king was born there too.

Of course, I didn’t mean the Five Kings like Russia’s lawless zone.

“Preparing for a collision caused by a magic wave… .”

The moment Hase-min says something.

A resonance echoed from Lee Rowoon’s chest.

A refreshing energy that is felt in an instant.

Just being by your side makes your blurry vision clear, and your pounding heart subsides.

Stick.

But the situation outside was different.

The magical barrier that looked like a hazy dome gradually twisted.

Lee Rowoon straightened her knees and stood up.

“What are you going to do… .”

Ignoring Hasemin’s words, Yi Rowoon raised his sword.

The magic that spread out from the ring of the king swallowed up even the magic outside and settled in the greatsword.

The sword trembles as if it were alive.

As if happy, like a child whining for food.

Iron’s sword fell vertically from top to bottom.

Geeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee the top

For several decades, the natural barrier that was created by condensing magical power was broken in an instant.

Ha Se-min straightened up her face and immediately shouted.

It was just a repetition of Lee Rowoon’s words, but the meaning was clear.

The helicopter’s bangs began to fall down.

At the same time, the helicopter started moving straight ahead at high speed.

Tootoop!

A strange feeling of pressure pushing the helicopter away.

“More!”

The helicopter accelerated as if squeezing the last force at Ha Se-min’s cry.

It was the moment when the helicopter finally entered the cracked barrier.

The cracked barrier has begun to heal.

Other helicopters are following them.

There were black poems, blood cults, and slayers of ghosts riding on them.

A barrier that is completely closed.

Once again, Yi Woon’s sword moved.

However, what Rowoon Lee cut was only a brief moment.

Lee Rowoon’s voice spread like thunder.

Tututututu!

The helicopters stopped quickly.

The barrier has already been completely closed.

In the end, the only thing that crossed the barrier was the one helicopter Lee Rowoon was riding in.

“I can’t help it.”

If you wait outside, there won’t be any problems.

Because the preparation was thorough.

After he sighed, the helicopter again found its pace and landed on the ground.

Dense forest.

The sea.

Black land.

This was Bohol, the cause that made the Philippines a land of death.

In the past, Bohol was one of the famous tourist destinations in the Philippines.

This place has been visited by many tourists because it preserves the natural environment.

But now, it was a place called the Black Land, where only black trees and black earth exist.

Stick.

The ground grabbed my feet and pulled me like a swamp.

“At least… .”

“It seems to be easy to move when you can do the water ratio and equalization.”

A painstaking way to walk on water.

It was a known technique that in order to use it, at least one had to reach the buddha, and to use it fully, one had to reach the state of the sutra.

In addition, it is something that the created warriors cannot do because they do not understand the trick.

Tung.

That was the minimum condition for stepping on this land, so Yong-Jin Lee couldn’t help but laugh as if it was ridiculous.

“The helicopter… .”

It was at that time when Hase-min looked at the helicopter.

The helicopter was already digging into the swampy ground.

“Well, there are many ways to get out.”

It was a quick abandonment.

“You have to wait here.”

Ha Se-min said to the helicopter pilots.

They were uninhabited men of black poetry, and they were masters of hwagyeong, but they were not at the level that could afford to pay for the award every moment.

“The tree doesn’t seem to be sucked in, so I think I’ll just stick with it.”

The helicopter pilots quickly climbed the tree and settled down.

Now, the only ones standing on the ground were Lee Rowoon and Kang Cheol, Yongjin Lee, and Shinwoo Lee.

“Can you last that long?”

Ha Se-min speaking to Lee Shin-woo.

“Even though I am not a warrior… .”

Everyone respected Lee Shin-woo because they knew the relationship between Lee Shin-woo and Lee Ro-woon.

“This is easy enough. Moreover, this time I leveled up a bit, so it’s okay.”

“I’m glad you did.”

While we were talking, Rowoon Lee closed her eyes.

Bohol.

It was none other than advantageous to come here, the decisive place that turned the Philippines into a land of death.

I heard that I had to stop by before going to the store, but I didn’t know why yet.

“I’m not sure yet.”

As they mumbled words that didn’t make sense, Ha Se-min and others shut their mouths.

Until now, Lee Rowoon had never explained anything properly.

“I’m looking for something.”

However, today’s beneficent explained the reason first.

“I felt that energy here.”

“You mean Bohol?”

“It seems to have something to do with the king.”

Why was there no effort to recover the territory lost by the monsters?

I’ve already tried several times for restoration.

But, as you have already seen, this was not a recoverable land.

If you don’t spread the water monument, you can’t even stand on the ground.

Moreover, there is a king in this land.

-There are special monsters that become stronger through predation of their own species.

It was one of those stories that were already known to the world.

A lot of monsters, especially special ones.

The special species is like a player.

Eating monsters and growing them.

That was how special monsters called kings were born.

Balrogs and dragons are catastrophic monsters, but they do not come out of the area like a king.

For this reason, mankind could not reclaim the lost land.

“The rank of kings is predicted to be at least SS rank.”

“It sounds like a disaster.”

Balrog or Dragon.

“But according to inside information… .”

Actually, Ha Se-min was worried.

I had to stop Lee Rowoon from going to Bohol.

“I think it’s more than that.”

The king of Bohol, the king of the Philippines is strong.

“It’s an unknown fact… .”

Hasemin is the king of black poetry.

He was the one who handled the information.

His intelligence is never lacking compared to his openness, and in some ways it could be said to be even better.

Because it was the Black Shi King who moved not only revealed information but also hidden information.

“There is a story that the secret masters of the storehouse moved.”

“If you are a hidden gem… ?”

“At least that’s the level of a long writer in the old file room.”

The master of life and death.

Since the store clerk also belonged to the old file room, there must have been a hiding place master.

“But among them… .”

Cool rumble.

The falling sky.

“It was information that no one came back alive from Bohol.”

Thunderbolts were hitting the dry sky.