The Crazy Battle God Has Returned - Chapter 118

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A Mad Swordsman Returns – Chapter 118

The Star Lords.
Transcendent beings of immense power who appeared alongside God’s Trial, traversing the world where the trials manifest to gather a currency known as Coins.
Yet these transcendents are far from eternal.
Even such beings face death and ruin in their own time.

[Stripping the lordship from the Greedy Researcher.]

It happens when they exhaust every Coin in their possession.
A Star Lord is much like a sports car with abysmal fuel efficiency.
A sports car that must burn through Coins like oil with every movement.
When they lose all their Coins, they cannot maintain their existence. And should they fall into debt, their Coins plunging into the negative—

[Ah, ahhh… AAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!]

They are stripped of their lordship.
A sacred yet brutally cold aura emanated from the Scale of Discipline, piercing directly into the Greedy Researcher’s eyes.
The creature shrieked in terror, its cries utterly pathetic.
Yet nothing changed.

[No, no! Stop! Please! Not this! Anything but this!]

The sacred aura wrapped around the lord’s eyes.
The eyes vanished, and in their place, the vague silhouette of an enormous entity emerged.
A monstrosity fashioned from countless creatures forcibly fused together.
Countless mouths sprouted across its body.
Endless drool poured from those gaping maws.

[So this is the true form of the Greedy Researcher. Utterly repugnant.]

The massive entity unleashed a scream saturated with despair.
And moments later—

Crack! Crunch, crackle-snap!

Holy power crushed the colossal being.
The Lord, thus crushed, lost its form and transformed into a sphere the size of a human.
And from that sphere, something erupted.
An object I had seen before.

“The qualification of a Lord….”

An item imbued with the power of ascension that I could have possessed.
The qualification of a Lord, suspended in midair, dissolved and vanished.
That was the end.

[The Greedy Researcher has lost the qualification of a Lord.]
[‘The Nameless One’ has fallen into slavery under the Lord of War.]

The one who was once a Lord fell into slavery, stripped even of their name.
It was a fate too miserable for words.

[Ugh, how dreadful. It is good to have a useful slave, but thinking of the future I myself might have faced….]
“If it were Achiros, he wouldn’t have made you a slave—he would have killed you. What are you worried about?”
[T-that thought is even more dreadful!]

Kakasha’s voice trembled.
There were Lords who faced ruin after successive defeats in wars between Lords, losing all their coins.
Like a hippopotamus devouring the coin known as the Lord of War.

[Do not call me by such a name….]

Kakasha muttered dejectedly.
The punishment of the Greedy Researcher ended thus.

[Compensation is complete.]
[Additionally, since the fairness of the Trial has been compromised, we wish to provide separate compensation to player Han Yu-sung. If there is anything you desire, speak it.]

It was an unexpected statement.
Not the Greedy Researcher offering compensation, but the ‘God’ who had arranged this Battlefield offering it instead.
Naturally, not everything would be possible.
That Scale would weigh the balance.

[“Your Grace, what will you do?”]
“….”

I thought quickly.
What could possibly help with what lay ahead?
Only one thing came to mind.

“During this trial, when I make investments, I wish to receive your support.”

It would prove more valuable than any compensation offered now.
The Scale of Discipline fell silent upon hearing what I desired.
And moments later.

[“That compensation is reasonable. When you and your Lord invest in this trial, additional funding shall be provided.”]
[“With that settled, I shall conclude this audience.”]

My vision shifted.
When I opened my eyes again, I stood alone in the Wasteland.
All that remained was Tarmuk’s corpse. The chimeras had vanished.
They must have dissolved when their Lord fell.

“I thought I’d only gain a single slave as compensation, but I’ve secured something far more valuable at the end. Funding, no less….”
[“Only? Do you not comprehend how useful a former Lord is as a slave? This creature shall steadily earn coins for us. And when needed, we can deploy it for ‘combat’ as well!”]
“You mean 【Divine Labor】.”

I didn’t know what that was.
According to Kakasha, it involved sending a ‘dispatch.’
The gods send it to places where they require labor, forcing it to work, and receive coins as compensation in return—or so he had explained.
Using it for combat meant I could summon the slave whenever needed.

[“Hehehehe, another means to earn coins!”]

Kakasha laughed wickedly, delighted.
Well, being able to enslave a former Lord was compensation more than sufficient.
And coins would be granted on top of that.
And most importantly….

[Your level has increased by 15 stages.]
[Strength +15, Agility +15, Stamina +15.]
[Through the effect of Godly Descent, Strength, Agility, and Stamina each increase by an additional +5!]

[You have successfully destroyed the vessel of the descended Lord and brought about the Lord’s downfall. An achievement no human has ever accomplished!]
[You have satisfied the activation condition for the unique ability ‘Godly Descent’!]
[Special additional rewards are granted!]

There were still rewards awaiting me.
A level up. And on top of that, the additional rewards from Godly Descent.
In my past life, I had received rewards for breaking a Lord’s descended form.
But this was my first time receiving a reward for bringing down a Lord itself.
Naturally, anticipation swelled within me.
And the skill Godly Descent did not betray that anticipation.

[The hidden potential of Godly Descent has blossomed.]
[Henceforth, when facing a Lord or a descended form, you will receive a special buff called ‘Lord Slayer’ instead of ‘Giant Killing’.]
[‘Fighting Spirit’ is strengthened into the superior stat ‘Slayer’s Will’! As the stat strengthens, the existing ‘Fighting Spirit’ stat values are recalibrated.]
[O Godly Descent, fulfill your conviction.]

My eyes widened as I saw the additional rewards.
It was a reward that could not be otherwise.
For it was more useful and necessary to me right now than any other reward could be.
It was almost regrettable that I could not test it immediately.

[Slayer’s Will: The will to annihilate enemies through combat. A superior stat to Fighting Spirit, it produces an effect twice as potent. It increases when you defeat a strong enemy, and increases significantly when you defeat a Lord or descended form.]
[You have defeated the descended form of the Lord, ‘Greedy Researcher’.]
[Your Slayer’s Will stat increases by 30!]

Slayer’s Will was an enhanced version of Fighting Spirit.
There would be many opportunities ahead to fight descended forms of Lords.
Through that process, I would be able to raise my Slayer’s Will stat generously.

[Han Yu-sung (Affiliation: Earth, South Korea (B-Rank))]
· Level: 120
· Class: Soulless Warrior
· Unique Ability: Godly Descent (EX)
· Strength: 253(+27) · Agility: 253(+50) · Stamina: 246(+18)
· Mana: 80(+42) · Slayer’s Will: 130

I closed the status window after confirming my stats.
Looking around, I saw the vast Wasteland stretching before me. And there was Tarmuk’s corpse—the one whose body had been seized by the Lord just moments before.
I stood before that corpse.

[Is it dead?]
“Dead. I severed its neck.”

The battle with this incarnate Lord had unfolded far more easily than I’d anticipated.
And that was because of Tarmuk.
When our eyes met in the Underground Chamber, I sensed a faint remnant of consciousness still lingering within it.
And I realized that consciousness harbored a deep resentment toward the Lord.

‘Forced into becoming a hybrid monster—it’s only natural, then.’

It was inevitable that it would resent the one who had reduced it to this state.
Whether born from that resentment or not, Tarmuk maintained that faint consciousness, and I exploited that gap with the Dragon’s Blessing. The blessing possessed enough power to subjugate even creatures made by the Lord, so I thought that even in an incarnate state, it might create an opening.
And it did.

[So that gamble paid off.]
“Mm…”

I stood before Tarmuk’s head.
It lay dead, its eyes never even fully closing.
Suddenly, I recalled the voice that had spoken when I grasped the Thunder God’s Spear.

[Kill me, please.]
[Free me… free us… please…]

Was that Tarmuk’s voice?
Or perhaps the voices of all those merged into that hybrid creature.
I couldn’t know for certain which it was.
But if there was one thing I could hope for…

“Rest well now.”

I could only wish for them to find peace in their rest.
I closed the eyes of those who had suffered at the Lord’s hands.
Now all that remained was to discover what the Lord had been so desperate to conceal.
I leaped back down into the Underground Chamber.

[Hm? The chains have vanished.]
“It seems they disappeared along with the Lord’s fall.”

The chains that had blanketed the Underground Chamber were gone without a trace.
Yet not everything had vanished.
Deep within the Underground Chamber, a colossal sphere that had been tethered to countless chains remained.
The sphere was still ensnared in chains.

“Kakasha. What do you think? Can we cut through it?”
[Well, what does it matter? I sense no trace of the Lord’s power flowing through these chains. It appears to lack any significant defensive capabilities. Of course, we must be careful not to damage whatever lies within.]
“That shouldn’t be difficult.”

Han Yu-sung swung his blade with casual grace.
His sword strike severed the chains enveloping the sphere in an instant.
The chains scattered in all directions, and what lay within was finally revealed.
Inside was….

“A cocoon?”
[I’ve never seen a cocoon of this magnitude. Something appears to be contained within….]

Peering inside, I could make out a creature imprisoned within.
Yet the creature’s form seemed strangely familiar.
Han Yu-sung searched his memory, recalling a creature that bore a striking resemblance to this one.

“A slave. It resembles the slaves.”
[Those reptilian creatures the Elfen Tribe once enslaved so brutally? Hmm, now that you mention it, there is a certain resemblance.]
“After several generations of degeneration here, they would likely become like that.”
[Indeed. You speak truly.]

Kakasha concurred.
The being trapped within the cocoon was a creature of imposing countenance.
Its entire body was encased in golden carapace, and wings sprouted from its back.
Its head bore a striking resemblance to that of a dragon.
And as I gazed upon it, a particular race came to mind.

‘The Draken.’

A creature that resembled a dragon reshaped into human form.
Han Yu-sung, who had been silently observing the cocoon, slowly extended his hand.
The moment his hand touched the cocoon.

[Congratulations!]
[You have discovered Kaldrex, the great hero of the Draken!]
[The Draken were once a race that led the continent of Terraria. As the great hero of the Draken, Kaldrex ruled the continent with benevolence.]
[However, after a certain incident, Kaldrex vanished from sight, and the Draken, having lost their great hero, fell into decline. The fallen Draken lost their identity and forgot even what name they were called by.]
[The name they received instead was ‘slave’.]

A message appeared before my eyes.
It was a message concerning the origins of these ‘slaves’ who were being ruthlessly driven like worthless minions in this trial.

“My intuition was correct.”

The thought that Death’s Domain would contain a choice capable of overturning the board.
The being within this cocoon would fulfill that role.
I felt certain of it.

[But Kaldrex had not simply vanished.]
[Kaldrex was betrayed by those he trusted, and a lord who incited them sealed Kaldrex in a place no one could reach. The lord coveted not merely the power of a great hero, but the strength of one who possessed the qualifications to become a lord—Kaldrex himself.]
[It was greed born from the desire to become a lord bearing a legendary title.]
[Player Han Yu-sung, now you must choose.]

Han Yu-sung gripped his blade.

[Will you save Kaldrex and begin an Epic Quest, or….]

Shing!

Without need to hear more, the blade cleaved through the cocoon.

“If I wasn’t going to do it, I wouldn’t have come this far.”

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