Genius Blacksmith’s Game - Chapter 141

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The Genius Blacksmith’s Game
The Lord (6)
Hyeon-su remained vigilant against Ronso, who could not approach him, as endless notifications flooded his senses.
[You have acquired the First Phrase Title.]
‘First Phrase? What on earth is this?’
(First Phrase)
Phrase-type Title
Grade: SS
Special Ability:
·Activates with a 10% probability when you repeatedly demonstrate your unwavering will without surrender in moments of absolute crisis.
·Allows you to apply a method to overcome crisis suited to your profession class, applicable only once.
·Once activated, if the crisis is deemed an insurmountable mountain, each word you have forged gains special power.
·This is a superior version of a title meant for you alone. It does not activate easily, and it is a special title bestowed upon you by Ares solely through your unwavering will.
The final explanation left a deep impression.
‘A special title bestowed by Ares through my unwavering will alone.’
[Exploration is complete.]
[You discover one hidden function of Reversal.]
Moreover, this power could hardly be considered a balance-breaking ability.
According to the description, I had to overcome moments of absolute crisis multiple times, and with such a low 10% activation rate.
[You can combine Artifacts crafted with Reversal.]
[Cooldown is ignored.]
Furthermore, this power too, upon careful reflection, is a force I myself have forged.
Artifact combination.
The extent to which this mysterious and tremendous power can manifest remains unknown.
However, when Rare combines with Rare, at best it will manifest the power of Unique.
When Epic combines with Epic, it will at most manifest the power of Unique.
Such is the primordial nature of the power called Reversal.
A power wielded by regenerating Artifacts I myself have forged thus far.
‘A power forged by me alone.’
Moreover, the formation of an enigmatic absolute barrier blocking Ronso’s approach.
This too stemmed from what I have forged.
The description of the First Phrase title reads thus:
‘Once activated, if the crisis is deemed an insurmountable mountain, each word you have forged gains special power.’
A single word possesses special power.
[The phrase begins.]
[Rather than break.]
[It blocks the enemy’s approach until Artifacts are combined.]
I had discovered it.
The words “Rather than break” inscribed in light upon the mid-air.
“What, what is this! You wretch, what manner of treachery do you commit!”
Even Ronso, who had grown far mightier than usual through the Calamity of Resurrection, could not fathom the strange phenomenon unfolding before him.
Two Ores that had yet to be completed.
They were finally being shaped into their true forms.
Smelting.
Refining.
Forging.
Polishing.
Two Artifacts descended from above.
One was a Royal Sword. The other was Poseidon’s Trident.
I brought both weapons held in my hands toward the center.
The two Artifacts were engulfed in light, constructing a new form.
The three spear points that were the Trident’s advantage vanished, and the long, beautiful Sword Blade of the Royal Sword became a spear point.
The Spear Shaft was completely dyed white as if proclaiming righteousness, and the name ‘Trident’ was inscribed upon it.
As the light receded, a single Spear finally revealed itself.
That Spear, with its spear point made of a Blade, remarkably harbored two powers in coexistence.
Whoooooosh—
The gentle melody of spreading waves.
Kuuuuuuuu—
The powerful force of sacred power raging forth met, and at last a complete single Artifact was born.
[You can use it for 1 minute.]
[It is a Legend Beyond Legend tier.]
[Congratulations.]
[You can now challenge the new Top 10 Legends.]
[The legend of the Master Craftsman is written.]
“What exactly is that Spear!”
I had heard many people ask this question.
When I first crafted the Royal Sword. I answered the Calamity Jack’s inquiry.
‘The King desired it.’
A nation at peace and its people at ease.
An age of universal harmony.
The King’s wish that his people would find comfort during his reign—a story woven into the Royal Sword.
And the tale of the Trident, which in Greek mythology represented one of the three absolute gods of greatest power.
Or the story of Heracles, a god born of humble origins who became a demigod.
I had always spoken of their greatness and their tales.
But today was different.
What is this Spear?
“I desire it.”
At last, I took a step forward.
Kuuuuuuuu—
As a tremendous roar echoed, Ronso’s face drained of all color.
Ronso stumbling backward.
[Hyeon-su Lv.299]
He was merely a person who possessed this level of power before.
However, Holy Power carried the strength to annihilate evil.
It inflicted hundreds of percent additional damage against evil.
Beyond that, there was that immense power of unknown nature.
[Hyeon-su Lv.???]
Yes, to Ronso, one of the absolute evils, Hyeon-su now possessed an unmeasurable power.
Moreover, Belin standing behind him found it unbelievable.
I recall the day I first met him.
When I first encountered him, he was merely a commoner—just an exceptionally skilled Blacksmith.
Yet now he has become an entirely different person.
“May this territory develop even greater, and may it stand firm against any threat.”
At last, Belin came to understand.
‘My choices have never been wrong even once…!’
Soon, as Hyeon-su continued speaking, Ronso’s face twisted grotesquely.
“And may I exist within their well-being and peace.”
A chill ran down his spine.
Goosebumps erupted across Ronso’s back.
He had imagined it.
Years from now, the figure of Hyeon standing atop the Castle Wall of Balas Territory, grown dozens of times larger and stronger, gazing down upon the territory’s people.
“Such a day will not come. You and Balas Territory will both disappear today.”
Ronso regained his composure.
Even so, he was battered and broken.
Just moments ago, he had been on the brink of death.
He believed a few more lashes from his whip would kill him.
Crack-crack-crack-crack—
As his whip lashed out, it left dozens of afterimages in its wake.
Though they appeared as mere afterimages, each one carried destructive force.
In that instant.
A tremendous roar revealed its nature—a colossal tidal wave of light appearing behind Hyeon-su.
The wave rose up as if to shield him, blocking his front.
The whip’s speed, drawn into the wave, decelerated exponentially.
Soon, as Ronso moved swiftly to avoid being pulled into the wave, letters inscribed themselves once more in mid-air before his eyes.
[Stand Unyielding]
[HP and MP recover by 20%.]
A sharp hissing sound.
Witnessing him recover from so many wounds in an instant, Ronso gritted his teeth bitterly.
His whip came down hard against the ground.
A tremendous boom erupted.
[Neutralizes all surrounding forces for 30 seconds.]
[Skills cannot be used.]
Soon after, the tidal wave of light vanished in an instant.
The moment the wave dissipated, Hyeon-su and Ronso collided immediately.
Clang—!
Ronso, engaged in endless exchanges of offense and defense, believed he had seized victory.
‘Outsiders without Mystical Power are weak….’
Crack—
Screech—!
When Ronso was struck by Hyeon-su’s blade, he felt a pain greater than anything he had experienced in his entire life.
“Ugh, ugggggghhhhh!”
This was clearly nothing more than an ordinary attack.
Which meant that the damage from this mysterious spear was completely defying his understanding of the world.
Moreover, he did not know.
[Damage against evil increases by 450%.]
The spear Hyeon-su now wielded contained the essence of the Royal Sword.
Added to that was additional power.
[Certain Victory]
[Movement speed and attack speed increase by 35%.]
Hyeon-su’s speed increased exponentially.
Crack—
Whoosh—!
As they exchanged blows, Ronso was bewildered.
The damage he took from Hyeon-su’s attacks far surpassed the damage he dealt with his whip.
The fortunate thing was that Ronso’s total HP pool was far greater than his.
This was why Named NPCs and Named Monsters overwhelmed Users of the same level.
They possessed several times more HP than those of equal level, allowing them to endure greater damage.
Colliding with Hyeon-su, Ronso realized that he had ultimately achieved victory.
“Krhrhrhrhh, you’ve lost after all.”
His blade, with Mystical Power now suppressed, was nothing but powerless.
Watching Hyeon-su glare at him with eyes still burning bright, Ronso savored his victory.
He took in each wound accumulating on his body and his crumbling flesh.
[HP drops below 6%.]
A single spear possessing absurd power.
Remarkable and extraordinary.
Yet when the level gap between them, Mystical Power, and all these other factors were combined, it was difficult to win with merely a single spear.
But soon Ronso’s eyes widened.
[HP drops below 2%.]
Before Hyeon-su, the final message appeared, enveloped in light.
[I will win.]
[The abnormal status is lifted.]
“…!?”
[All inscriptions are revealed.]
[Break if I must, but I will never retreat—I will win at any cost.]
Ronso gazed upon those radiant characters and turned them over in his mind.
In that moment, Ronso felt it.
“Ghost step.”
Far weaker, far more wretched, far more insignificant than himself—merely a Blacksmith—yet the boundless willpower he possessed forged a power that transcended all measure.
Craaash—
Thud
Boom
Crack!
Splurt
With each slash, each break, each collision, each strike, brilliant light erupted from every wounded point.
And Hyeon-su realized he had reached the absolute limit of his body.
But if he could not overcome this, fifty soldiers, the Swift Wind Squad, the Blacksmiths of Balas Territory, the territory’s people, and Belin—all would perish.
“I will.”
Craaash—
[Ronso’s HP falls below 2%.]
Bzzt!
“Win at any cost.”
[Ronso’s HP falls below 1%.]
Whoooosh—!
Ronso, the spear blade lodged in his abdomen, began to slowly scatter into ash.
His words, spoken across the awe-inspiring chasm between them.
“I will become a Lord.”
Ronso.
He began to turn to ash and disperse.
As Ronso scattered, he held Hyeon-su in his gaze.
Kneeling, watching him, a hollow laugh escaped his lips.
‘What nonsense is this.’
As Ronso’s face slowly faded away, such thoughts consumed him.
‘A man with the vessel of a king.’
He had admitted defeat without reservation.
Hyeon-su staggered but steadied his mind.
[35 seconds remaining.]
Hyeon-su still had somewhere he needed to go.
Outside the Castle.
To support his guild members who fought with desperate resolve.
Today was different from any other day.
Urgency overwhelmed any anticipation of the explosive reward notification that would soon arrive.
Then.
[Lord’s Benevolence]
[HP and MP recover by 15%.]
A woman’s fingertips touched his back.
As Hyeon-su turned his head, Belin knelt before him.
“…I greet you, my lord.”
Perhaps it was only natural.
The statuses of the two had changed completely since their first meeting.
She spoke soon after.
“…Save your people.”
[Belin delegates all authority as Lord.]
[Congratulations.]
[You have become the Lord of Balas Territory.]
At last, Hyeon-su had become the master of this land.
Hyeon-su turned his head.
Now it is time to go save my people.

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