Disciple of the Three Kings

Volume 4 Episode 4+

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Those who have gone beyond the limits of human beings over a long period of time.

May the residents of Eun refer to their realm.

‘Life and death.’

It is said to be an existence that transcends the boundary between life and death.

Also, the inhabitants of the Earth say to such people.

That kind of existence is now the master of the ghost song right in front of Lee Rowoon’s eyes.

A person who survived a long time and became a monster by cultivating a radish without dying.

In other words, they are the guardian gods of the world.

“But it’s different from what I thought.”

The ghost’s head nodded at Lee Rowoon’s words.

-It is almost impossible for a human to transcend life and death.

It’s not perfect.

-After all, the body does not age. Mental frailty is unavoidable.

Once again, the appearance of the ghost song came into Lee Rowoon’s eyes.

Five stone pillars.

And the ghost wine tied in the middle.

Looking at that figure, it was difficult to say that he was the world’s most powerful person as the guardian deity who protects the world.

Isn’t it as if you’re sealing him up?

– A monster. That’s right.

The Ghost Gokju described himself as a monster.

-Life and death are natural. Having strayed from that logic, can we no longer be considered human?

He who speaks like a curse, not a state of nothing.

“It could be.”

As Lee Rowoon sympathized with his opinion, one of the eyes of the ghostly ghost exposed through the bandages lit up.

“So why did you test me?”

Lee Ron finally asked a question.

Gihongokju, he sent a sprinkling of water to Yi Roon, who had nothing to do with the ghostly song, to test it.

If he assumed he knew about himself, his intentions were obvious.

Test.

Whatever you want, you are testing yourself.

-I needed confirmation.

“OK.”

-You… .

His bandages fluttered and interlocked.

-Is he the one I’ve been waiting for?

The light that shines in Lee Rowoon’s eyes.

The ghost wine master spoke.

-Oh my God.

The ghost wine master knew.

-You are… .

The bandage, which had loosened little by little, opened his mouth.

-Is it Shinma?

For the first time, Rowoon Lee expressed agitation.

‘Shinma.’

It was the first time I’d seen anyone who came back and spoke his name.

Everyone in the blood religion forgot the name of the god and didn’t even know what the god was.

But in front of him, the ghost wine, he clearly said the name of the Shinma.

Stick.

The bandage is released.

-Answer me.

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The light from the stone pillars was getting stronger.

It looked as if it had lost the power to seal the object it was sealing any longer, the Ghost Brew.

-Are you a god?

Your tone of voice has changed.

The sound of glass breaking could be heard from all directions.

Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo! bang!

Exploding stone pillars.

The barrier that had been hidden by the stone pillars collapsed and the village of Gwihongok was visible.

Some stood with scythes and others with swords.

The same goes for the children I’ve seen before.

Everyone was looking at Yi Rowoon with stern eyes with their arms raised.

Lee Yong-jin, who had not moved as if he had gone insane, was already looking at the benefits.

But their eyes didn’t focus.

“You’re a succubus.”

Technology beyond the extent of manipulating humans by interfering with the soul.

Now all the inhabitants of Ghost Valley.

No, all the slaughter of the ghost song was under the control of the ghost song.

Kang Eun-ha and the political figure slowly turn their heads.

When they entered this space, their souls were already in the hands of the Demon Lord.

-Answer me.

“Ask me too.”

Lee Rowoon said while looking at the ghost wine.

“Are you an apostate?”

-… … !

A feeling of trembling.

“The reaction seems to be correct.”

Apostates, beings who betrayed the gods.

An example of this was Haomun, the predecessor of Heukshi.

It was because of Lee Rowoon that Lee Rowoon had such a thought.

Yong-Jin Lee, who infiltrated the galaxy while hiding the feelings of all the uninhabited people in the galaxy, as if boasting of being a super-special sniper.

Lee Woon could see that method firsthand.

Like a soul, my body was blurred to hide its presence and deviate from the laws of physics.

It passed through the ropes that bound him and was able to break free from Lee Rowoon’s hands.

So Rowoon Lee put the torch in Lee Yong-jin’s body and checked it.

“He had the energy of the Cheonmagi.”

In that way, I was able to sense the energy of the Cheonmagi from Lee Yong-jin’s body.

“Until the blood magic.”

It was impossible.

Cheonmagyo has long wished to put hyeolmagi and cheonmagi in one bowl, and hyeol-gyo has been researching it for a long time.

But before Lee Ro-Won showed up, until that moment, everything had failed.

But I could feel those two auras at the same time in Sal-soo’s body.

“Of course it’s not perfectly harmonious.”

The two energies collide to form an explosion.

The sprinkling of the ghost song uses that power to maximize the power of the Cheonmagi that manipulates the body and transforms the body into a soul.

“There was no old man.”

I’ve never seen a single old man passing through the village.

At best, those who looked to be around thirty were the oldest people Lee Rowoon saw.

“You can’t live long because of side effects.”

The explosion of two conflicting auras cut their lifespans.

‘We do not accept quests for ghost songs.’

That’s probably why Lee Yong-jin said that.

The more you use conflicting and explosive energy, the more severe the side effects will be.

‘Why does the ghost song raise the water supply?’

A question asked by Eunha Kang.

‘Because I have someone to kill.’

And Lee Yong-jin’s answer.

“It was Shinma.”

Gihongok is a group that was created to kill Shinma.

All these beings were raised and trained to kill the gods that will one day appear.

Gihongokju, who had escaped from the stone pillar, was standing in front of Rowoon Lee.

It looks like a mummy, wrapped around her body with bandages.

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But the air was shaking just by standing there, and goosebumps were growing all over his body.

-I don’t think it’s Shinma.

“Isn’t that Shinma?”

-If you’re a Shinma, there’s no way you wouldn’t know.

He spoke to Yi Rowoon in a bitter voice.

-Because it was Shinma who cursed us.

Lee Rowoon’s unruly hair started to flutter.

The wind was blowing as the bets from the ghost wine and the bets from Lee Rowoon collided.

“That’s right. I am not a god.”

Lee Rowoon’s feet gradually dug into the floor.

The ground crumbles like sand.

“But Shinma is my teacher.”

That was the signal.

Chorrrrrrrr!

The bandages that wrapped around the ghost’s body were released in an instant and were shot at Yi Rowoon from all directions.

Kwaang! bang! Aww!

The bandage pierced like a cannonball and the ground exploded.

Choosoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!

The bandages stuck to the floor turned back and moved like a snake to somewhere.

He’s standing there.

The flames of the torch were burning purple in his hands.

When the bandage meets Lee Rowoon’s fist, a pounding sound comes out.

– Indeed.

The bandages increased from a dozen to nearly a hundred, and they were aiming for the benefit from all sides.

-You have inherited the power of the gods.

Pae!

The bandage that wrapped around Lee Rowoon, who had been competing with the bandage, tightened.

Rowoon Lee, floating in the air, took on the shape of a mummy, like the ghost of a ghost tied to a stone pillar.

The bandages were glistening like blood vessels.

Sucking the bet of a bandaged target.

And after you’ve sucked up all your bets.

It would suck even that soul.

-I’m glad you did.

I heard the voice of the ghost songwriter.

-He didn’t come back.

Wow!

The bandages surrounding Lee Rowoon began to swell at the same time.

A bandage that swells up as if it had accepted a bet that exceeded the amount it could absorb.

Drops of blood began to spurt out of it.

Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo much!

The bandage then burst and fell to the floor like a decapitated snake.

The subject that had been wrapped in bandages stood there, intact.

Red eyes, fluttering hair.

A tattoo that looked like blood was revealed on the upper body torn from the bandage attack.

The moment when tears of blood flow from Lee Rowoon’s eyes.

The space literally exploded.

Hundreds of bandages were constantly moving in front of the ghost of the ghost, receiving attacks from Lee Rowoon.

The flame of the torch in one hand burns the bandage.

The blood in another hand has penetrated through the bandages and has been aiming for the ghost wine.

The drops of blood seeping through the bandages.

It turned like saliva and stabbed the ghost wine from all directions.

Tatatathat!

A ghost wine drinker who retreats quickly.

But it was unavoidable that he had red bloodstains all over his body.

The pierced blood spit exploded and spewed out flesh.

The bandages surrounding the ghost’s body were torn, revealing the true nature of the ghost.

“It looks like a monster.”

You were right.

It has reached the point of life and death, transcending death, but its spirit is human.

Thousands of years of being isolated in a world, he lost his mind and declined.

That body was the proof.

“It’s terrible.”

The body torn off, not by blood.

A needle mark that looks like it is crooked all over the body.

It was a sign of torture.

The traces of torture that someone did towards him, not himself.

Lee Rowoon stood there and raised his fists.

“I’m sorry.”

When Lee Rowoon spoke, tears were streaming down the ghost’s eyes.

The tears that flowed from her parched body looked even sadder because it was bizarre.

-Shinma’s disciple.

There is something Lee Rowoon felt after receiving the attack on the ghost.

-Is Shinma alive?

There was a deep longing for his attack.

Also, he didn’t really want to kill himself, as Lee Yong-jin did.

-He… are you alive

The ghost wine master was not an apostate.

It’s just been a long time waiting for their master.

“You are alive.”

-I can’t… .

The bandages that had been spilled went back to the ghost’s body.

-The ghost song was made to kill a god.

His mouth opens.

-He also placed this curse.

The distant past, when I can’t even remember it anymore.

-But that’s how I survived.

The apostate was beaten with him in the wedding song.

Apostates who forsaken their gods for the sake of self-improvement.

The punishment that was inflicted on them.

‘Try it somewhere.’

It was saved.

In addition, the Shinma gave them the power to deal with the Shinma for their sake.

-Cheonghyeolgi.

A mixture of Cheonmagi and Hyolmagi.

However, the cheon-hyeolgi was not a near-perfect power.

The clan, who learned the cheon-hyeok dynasty because of it, was unable to live a long life and had to die quickly.

-You saved me.

This is a curse, not a curse.

At the beginning of the day, the ghost family was born as a phonographer and had no choice but to die before turning twenty.

What Shinma gave me was not perfect, but it was the cure.

The ghost song master said.

– Please help. Hao Mun is dangerous.