Vol. 3 Episode 22+
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The Blood Prince that originally had the size of one star.
After a long period of decline, the territory was engulfed in darkness, but due to the large territory, it had no choice but to suffer financial difficulties.
There has been a change in such a blood planet.
“… … Oh My God.”
“Really… … .”
Those who can’t help but admire.
They are looking at the back of the Blood Pluto.
“That… .”
The current generation of blood cultists have only heard of pictures, texts, and stories.
A sight that none of the remaining ones have actually seen.
“Isn’t that a million-dollar mountain?”
Mt. 10mandae, the sacred site of Cheonmagyo that has been passed down like a legend.
A part of the mountain that other powers of Eun called Hundred-Thousand-Daesan was located behind the Hyeonwangseong Fortress.
Its size and grandeur overwhelms everything.
“That’s part of it… ?”
But that’s also not perfect.
This time, Cheonmaseong was merged with Hyuwangseong, and it meant Mt.
‘A third.’
That was the message Lee Ron received.
A message saying that you have succeeded in merging one third of Cheonmaseong.
That meant that there were still two Cheonma-dong, or Cheonmachong.
‘I’m not the only one looking.’
Your master, Shin Yeo-ul.
It was clear that those who took him were also looking for the rest of Cheonma-dong.
Lee Rowoon, who had been thinking like that, turned away.
Wow! Quang!
A loud resounding noise and shock wave.
The force that was pouring out was making the air rumble.
But there was one other thing.
It is a special energy that is slightly different from the hyeolmagi used by the blood cultists.
“Uh-huh!”
The power that burns and explodes, different from the thick and sticky blood magic.
“Take it!”
It was Cheonmagi.
The blood cult leader, Kang Han-cheol, who was shouting with excitement, shot a single ticket wrapped in a blazing blue flame.
On the other side is Domuseong, a former elder.
He began to sharpen his plight and infuse a bet.
As he was at the level of talma, he was able to freely place bets and use a stronger sword.
However, the color of the sword that had grown on his sword was slightly different.
It is not a blue sword that hides hyeolmagi, nor a red sword that contains hyeolmagi.
A roaring flame.
A unique blue and red flame fluttered and hardened and became solid.
Wow!
As his sword slashed through the air, the sword of strong iron that was flying in was split.
The moment when Kang Han-cheol’s eyes are shining again and he is about to shoot one more shot of flame.
Lee Rowoon’s voice resounded.
A simultaneous ringing noise.
They, who had been clashing with excitement like children until recently, came to Yi Rowoon’s eyes and were kneeling on one knee.
“Because you shouldn’t kneel down needlessly.”
Even with Lee Rowoon’s annoying remarks, Kang Han-cheol spoke in a voice that didn’t waver.
“My knee hurts.”
An absurd answer.
Domu-seong also followed Kang-cheol’s words and said.
The two of them now look different from before.
You look younger and stronger.
If that’s the case, you say your knee hurts and you get down on your knees.
“It has changed in a strange way.”
It was an excuse for Lee Rowoon, who hated conventional practices, to somehow take an example.
It was also different from before.
They showed honesty and straight-forward loyalty.
But now, he was a little flexible and showed his loyalty towards Lee Rowoon.
“Okay. How are you?”
An emotion similar to joy stood on the faces of Kang Han-cheol and Do Mu-seong, who both raised their heads at the same time as Rowoon Lee said.
“I can’t believe it.”
“How can we use Cheonmagi… .”
Those who are blood cultists can use Cheonmagi.
What Cheonmagyo had so longed for had become a reality.
“I have no way of knowing how the operation of the hyeolmagi is so free.”
In addition, the two bets naturally settled in their dungeon, and they were able to move freely, replacing each other if necessary, or fusion with each other if necessary.
Because they are not yet used to the Cheonmagi, their use is limited, but if time goes by, their power will nearly double.
Not only these.
‘The whole blood cult.’
The reason for these changes is simple.
The castle that soared behind the Blood Prince.
‘Millions of mountains.’
Because there is a holy site that actually has power, not just a symbolic holy site.
At the same time, the change of the beneficial led them to change.
Cheonma Godong has reached the final stage.
It still takes a little time to complete, but it has reached its climax.
It had an effect on all of the blood cults that led to the subordination of blood.
‘A heavenly horse and a blood horse.’
They were returning to the original form they should have had.
And also Shinma.
“Shinma is back. We need to find him.”
Shinma is back.
“My Master.”
“Jongnam… .”
When Kang Han-cheol heard what happened in Cheonma-dong, he made a face in disbelief.
I thought that I was used to seeing Lee Rowoon do something that they couldn’t even imagine.
Thousands of generations, I was surprised that it appeared and the blood cults started to use the Cheonmagi.
“Are you saying Jongnam really did that?”
This was the most surprising to Kang Han-cheol.
The fact that that heavy buttocked, proud Jong-nam requested an alliance from Lee Rowoon, or in the name of Chunma.
“Is that so surprising?”
It was Domuseong.
“After all, they are also uninhabited. You said you saw the real face of a blood horse, so it is natural to keep your head down.”
Weak yukgangsik.
“It is not.”
But Kang Han-cheol denied it.
“The old file room, they are the Jeongpa people. It’s also something to be proud of.”
It’s not about right or wrong.
It was important that the pride they thought was infinitely high.
Main.
An object that they must kill, and an existence that cannot exist with factions.
It was the same in history, and it was the same in the world that Kang Han-Chul went through.
Cheol Kang, who was active outside.
That’s why he saw it countless times.
‘Don’t.’
They are not tolerant of demons.
I never let them go what they think is a group of apostles.
The war against magic.
‘Gehenna.’
The war with the demons.
Eun isolates Asia by denying everything in the new world.
That was their essence.
But the servant boy, and the few servants and bridesmaids who have the qualifications to represent the descendant, requested an alliance under the name of Cheonma.
It was the most incredible of Kang Chul.
“It could be a trap.”
Maybe he is trying to reach out and grab the hand and set the ball up.
“I’m not sure.”
But Yi Ron was adamant.
‘Jongnam, no, the old file room.’
Standing.
Like Kang Han-cheol’s thoughts, he also thought so.
But the truth I’ve learned so far is different.
“They are already one with the devil.”
Cheonma Bridge.
They who have disappeared are with the sashimi.
The evidence was right here, in Blood Pluto.
Sacred site and realm of Cheonmagyo.
The fact that it was revealed in the form of Cheonma-dong was a story that the world of Cheonma-gyo may not actually exist.
Then did they perish?
Their remnants remain.
Moreover, what I felt while destroying the Iron Swordsmanship.
“Hoe is Cheonmagyo.”
Hoe and Cheonmagyo are inseparable.
“Jongnam was lonely, so he reached out his hand. Because they know that Mara is not what they think.”
Mara knows the truth, so she can reach out to her.
Because they know that Mara isn’t as evil as they think.
“And that’s why I reached out to get rid of the devil from the society.”
“To erase the devil… ?”
“The devil has appeared.”
The master of the devil, the devil.
“It’s a story about finding mine.”
It was a funny and sad story.
There are medics fighting for independence because of silver that dominates Asia.
But when I found out the truth.
‘They are no different.’
There are those who fight for independence from Mara.
“Of course, you can’t be completely convinced, but at least the fiends didn’t lie.”
Kanghan Railway no longer raises the question of Lee Rowoon’s affirmation.
Alliance with Jongnam.
The emergence of Mt.
The power that Lee Ro-Won has regained.
But the most important one.
‘Master.’
I found traces of Shin Yeo-ul.
“From now on… .”
Lee Rowoon said with languid eyes as if he couldn’t stand his drowsiness.
“A lot of things will change.”
From yourself.
“Nice place.”
A man speaking while fixing his crooked glasses.
“It’s a completely different place from the rumors.”
Lee Shin-woo said while looking at the view of the Blood Prince.
He also came here during the annexation of the world.
“People’s faces are full of vitality.”
“If I had seen it a while ago, I wouldn’t have said that.”
Lee Rowoon walked up to him and sat down.
A view overlooking the entire Blood Pluto.
There was a brother there.
“I’m sorry.”
A final word.
He was about to say something, but then he shut his mouth again.
The story he brought out after a long silence seemed to be different from what he was originally trying to tell.
“I won’t ask what happened.”
I’m not talking about the time at the volcanic corpse disposal site.
The change that happened to Lee Rowoon.
How Lee Rowoon, who used to be a player, became unmanned.
How did you become a blood horse, the leader of the blood cult?
Why did the servants and bridesmaids say to him that he is a god?
Another… .
How do you know the overwhelming power that paralyzes all rationality just by looking at it?
“I’d appreciate it if you could tell me when you want to.”
“The plate will shake.”
Lee Rowoon ignored Lee Shin-woo’s words and said.
“I don’t care what you do there.”
A rocking plate.
It was easy to infer that the plate was silver.
There are many things that Lee Shin-woo, a medical doctor, can do.
“So do it yourself. Don’t talk to me.”
Leave those words and stand up.
“Don’t die.”
Lee Rowoon walked away as if there was nothing more to say.
The lost profit.
After standing there for a while, Shin-Woo Lee took off his crooked glasses again.
Looks like he’s thinking about something.
“That’s it.”
A smile spread across his lips.
Good, thought he had changed.
I thought I had turned into a monster in a time of pain.
“This time… .”
Warm.
That was the essence of profit.
The image of embracing everyone at the center of silver and the earth.
“I’ll try to help you.”
It should have been him.
The position of commander of Cheongui-gun.
It should have been the good, not the self, who had to lead everyone.
The past that wished for it.
But now it’s done.
‘Because once is enough.’
The sorrow of losing a younger brother.
He was unable to do anything while his younger brother was imprisoned in hell.
I will never feel that weakness again.
You must lead the medic.