The Crazy Battle God Has Returned - Chapter 116

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A Mad Swordsman Returns – Chapter 116

A Lord, the Greedy Researcher, has descended.
Tarmuk was a hybrid created by forcibly fusing countless beings together.
Among those materials were many sworn servants who had served him.
That was why Tarmuk could be used as a vessel for the descent.

– Kuuuuuuu….

Beyond the shattered ceiling, Tarmuk came into view.
From those eyes, I sensed an intelligence that hadn’t been visible moments before, and a formidable presence emanated from that body.
My gaze met Tarmuk’s.

‘Hmm? This one….’

Tarmuk’s body had been seized by the Greedy Researcher.
Those eyes proved it.
Yet from those eyes, faintly—barely perceptible—I glimpsed the gleam of Tarmuk himself, not the Lord.
I fell silent in thought for a moment.
Kakasha, witnessing the Lord’s descent, was horrified.

[Hah, is this one mad?! Surely you know what happens when a designer descends upon the Battlefield guaranteed by fairness!]
“Then he must be truly cornered.”

Kakasha, being a Lord himself, understood well.
The price of breaking fairness was steep.
Even more so for a Lord serving as the ‘designer’ who had established this Battlefield.
Massive reparations and countless penalties would be imposed.
Yet there was a way to mitigate it.

[“If I kill only you, I can bear this cost!”]

The Greedy Researcher’s words rang true.
This was Death’s Domain—a region unrelated to the trial—so the penalty was lighter than descending upon the Battlefield where the trial was actively underway.
And the only one suffering damage from the descent was me.

[Ugh… If that one kills you here and then refrains from further interference, remaining silent… there is a possibility the God might show leniency.]
“How remarkably flexible this God is.”

Why would that Lord take such a risk and descend without reason?
He was confident he could reduce the penalty. And because the Castle Underground held gains that would overwhelm even that penalty.
Like the chain-forged sphere I had witnessed just moments before.
My gaze and Tarmuk’s met.

[“Then, I shall kill you myself…!”]

Tarmuk, now the vessel for descent, opened his mouth wide.
And then.

ROOOAAARRR!

Black breath erupted from Tarmuk’s maw.
Everything the breath touched ceased to exist. The remaining ceiling, the stone walls, all of it crumbled into dust and powder.
It was breath imbued with the power of annihilation.
I kicked off the ground without hesitation.

‘Is this the second time I’ve faced a descent in this life?’

I thought as I ascended to the surface, evading the breath.
The Lord of the Dead had withdrawn of his own accord during his descent.
The Thunder God had never been the Lord himself—I had fought only his lingering will.
So it was fair to say this was my first true encounter with a proper descent.
There would be no Lord withdrawing of his own volition this time.
A situation where I had no choice but to face a Lord who had fully descended.

“This is more exhilarating than I expected.”
[Haaaa….]

For me, it was an utterly satisfying situation.
Tarmuk growled upon seeing the smile that played at my lips.
He seemed to believe I was disrespecting him.

[“I shall show you what it means to resist a Lord.”]

A tremendous aura surged forth from Tarmuk, spreading in all directions.
The aura rippled like heat haze, seeping into the very fabric of space.

[“You cannot escape this place.”]

The surroundings were ‘overlaid’ with another reality.
What had been a barren wasteland transformed into a colossal Laboratory.
The stench of blood vibrated through the air—a Laboratory teeming with countless experimental subjects.

[“You cannot defeat me.”]

A tremendous aura erupted from Tarmuk at its center.
The Chimeras touched by that aura twisted grotesquely, beginning to merge with one another.
The Undead nearby suffered the same fate.
They clung to adjacent Chimeras, fusing together to birth even more formidable creatures.

[“You will perish here….”]

Countless magical circles materialized in the void.
Truly instantaneous.
I sensed no prelude to the incantation.
The magic circles unfurled in a single breath, all converging upon me.
Tarmuk’s breath gathered once more at the corners of his mouth.

[“Death comes.”]

Torrents of magic unleashed themselves.
Countless varieties—too many to enumerate. Every conceivable spell converged upon me with lethal intent.
Alongside them, the breath of annihilation he had unleashed.
And the multitude of Chimeras Tarmuk had spawned.
Yet.

‘This is manageable.’

Compared to the incarnations of the Lords I had faced thus far,
the Greedy Researcher’s manifestation was within reach.
The reason was deceptively simple.

[Hmph, a Lord without even a Title! How dare you threaten my Covenant Bearer!]

Han Yu-sung had fought—and won—against the descent forms of multiple Lords, including those from his past life.
Among them were many Lords bearing True Names.
This encounter would be no different.
In fact, it would be easier than before.
His opponent was a Lord without a True Name, after all.
And.

“Kakasha.”
[Mmm, I know it well!]

Because I now had a Lord of my own.
The sound of someone flicking a coin echoed through the air.

[The Lord of War has paid with a coin as the price.]
[The ‘Lord’s Protection (Lv.2)’ has descended upon you.]
[All stats +35%, Attack Power +20%, Speed +20%.]
[【War’s Blessing】 and your held 【Grace】 have been strengthened.]

The Lord’s Protection, now enhanced to level two, descended upon me.
But that was not all.

[You are engaged in battle with a descended Lord!]
[The effect of Godly Descent activates the buff ‘Giant Killing’!]
[All stats +70, All Damage +40%, Speed +20%, Skill Cast Speed +20%, Skill Mana Cost –20%.]
[Fighting Spirit stat bonus! Attack Power +30%, Defense –20%.]

Godly Descent had narrowed the gap between me and the Greedy Researcher.

[Your body is being reinforced.]
[War’s Crimson Flame blazes forth.]
[The dragon’s power dwelling in your heart pulses with each beat.]
[The Blood Demon’s blessing strengthens your attacks and weakens your defenses.]
[Your mana surges out of control.]

Tremendous buffs descended upon my body.
It was then that Tarmuk’s magic and breath engulfed me.

BOOM!

Countless spells erupted in a cataclysmic explosion.
Following in its wake came the Breath of Annihilation.
A breath that decomposed everything it touched down to the atomic level was unleashed to obliterate Han Yu-sung.
An attack that no Player could dare to oppose.
Thick clouds of dust engulfed the field of vision.

Whoooosh!

Tarmuk’s magic swept the dust away.
The shockwave from the explosion had devastated everything in sight.
And Han Yu-sung was nowhere to be found.
Had he been annihilated without even leaving fragments behind?

Screech!

Then.
A chilling sound of flesh tearing echoed from within the Chimeras that filled the area.
And moments later.

Heaven’s Blood Ten-Thousand Sword Technique.

Dozens of sword auras forged from blood slashed through all the Chimeras.
A fierce gale howled through the scattering blood and flesh.

[Human…!]

I unleashed my magical power.
My draconic heart pounded fiercely as multiple spells manifested simultaneously.
A raging inferno, hellfire, and countless shadow blades.
And lightning cascading from the heavens struck Tarmuk with devastating force.
Tarmuk’s eyes twitched.

‘This wretch, who was utterly insignificant just moments ago….’

He had grown stronger in an instant.
But it mattered not. Whether he had received aid from a contracted Lord or activated some buff.
How could a mere human possibly contend with a descended Lord?

[Krrgh… You waste your efforts! Such trivial magic will not suffice!]

It was exactly as he said.
Tarmuk was a hybrid created by mixing multiple races.
One of them, the dragon, had granted him exceptional magical resistance.
And now, with a Lord descended upon him…

[Die!]

Whoooosh!

The breath of annihilation shot toward Han Yu-sung once more.
Han Yu-sung evaded the breath by treading the footwork technique.
As if predicting this, Tarmuk’s body writhed, and he charged forward at tremendous speed.
It was agility that defied belief for a creature of such mass.

[Roooaaarrr!]

Tarmuk, having closed the distance, unleashed a ferocious roar.
It was no mere sound.
A Dragon Fear infused with overwhelming power.
A roar that froze the bodies of those who heard it and imposed debuffs.
My body stiffened in an instant. Tarmuk spun his massive frame and swung his overwhelmingly massive tail toward me.

Craaaaaash!

The earth was completely destroyed, a colossal crater carved into its center.
The ground trembled as if an earthquake had struck.
Tarmuk, with a Lord descended upon him, was nothing short of a calamity given form.
A calamity capable of splitting the earth in a single blow and annihilating entire armies.

[Hmmmmm…]

There was no corpse of Han Yu-sung in the sunken crater.
I had escaped the blast radius using Decoy just before the attack connected.
But the impact was far from negligible.

[Are you unharmed?]
“I’m fine.”

Han Yu-sung answered while absorbing the blood of the chimeras.
His left arm was completely crushed as if it had been struck by a truck.
It was the price of evading Tarmuk’s attack a beat too late.
A sneer crossed Tarmuk’s face as he observed the spectacle.

[So you boast so much on your own, yet in the end you do nothing but flee like a worm? Fine. Then I shall rob you of even that space to escape.]

A thunderous boom erupted.

The surging earth transformed into a colossal wall that encircled Han Yu-sung.
The intention was to completely sever his retreat.
Simultaneously, countless magical circles unfurled across the void once more.

[Fighting you further would be a waste of coins. So…]

The breath of annihilation gathered at the corners of Tarmuk’s mouth.
There was only one target.

[Perish, now!]

A deluge of attacks rained down upon Han Yu-sung.
The breath drawing near as if to obliterate his very existence. And countless spells beyond counting that embroidered the heavens.
Han Yu-sung drew in a deep breath.

‘What is needed when fighting a descended Lord is audacity.’

The boldness to turn the arrogance of a Lord confident in victory against him.
Han Yu-sung grasped his blade without hesitation and kicked off the ground.
His sword blazed with ferocious intensity.

War’s Karma Flame.

A fierce karma flame was unleashed.
A conflagration that incinerated all things surged forward like a colossal wave.
Tarmuk’s eyes widened at the sight of that karma flame.

‘A mere human… possesses a sacred relic?’

It was because I realized the sword that ignited the conflagration was a sacred relic.
The raging war-flame devoured all magic in its path.
And then it collided with the breath of annihilation.
But.

‘Possessing a sacred relic is impressive, yet insufficient.’

That relic could only manage to block the breath of annihilation.
It could never reach Tarmuk.
He couldn’t unleash flames of that magnitude consecutively.
With this overwhelming power surging through me, one more attack on that creature would end this!
Tarmuk grinned wickedly and opened his maw wide.
Within it, the breath of annihilation coalesced once more.

[A meaningless death throes. Did I not tell you? Just….]

Die.
It was then that a sound pierced through.

Krrrrrrrrrr!

Thunder that seemed to tear the heavens asunder.
The sound of countless lightning bolts cascading down from the fractured sky.
Tarmuk’s head snapped upward in alarm.
What his eyes beheld was.

[What….]

The lofty heavens.
Han Yu-sung, gripping the Thunder God’s Spear, fixing his gaze upon Tarmuk.
A voice reached Han Yu-sung’s ears.

[Kill him.]
[Free us… from this wretched state….]

Han Yu-sung met Tarmuk’s gaze directly and nodded.

“With pleasure.”

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