The Crazy Battle God Has Returned - Chapter 133

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A Mad Swordsman Returns – Chapter 133

The combat strategy Han Yu-sung outlined was so deceptively simple it became problematic.

“Wait, you mean we deal with the enemies first…? What exactly does that mean?”
“Did I hear that correctly?”

Han Yu-sung offered no further explanation.
They had assembled hastily, and most hadn’t come willingly. Without motivation, systematic combat would be impossible anyway. Showing them directly and having them follow would be faster.
Direct demonstration was the swiftest path.

[In 10 minutes, the Monster Wave 【Army of Death】 will commence.]
[Prepare for the monster invasion!]

Time passed in that tense silence.
A message materialized before their eyes, and the surrounding landscape transformed.
Dark clouds roiled across the sky, and the sprawling road beneath them decayed in an instant.
Then came the stench—a pungent reek of death that assaulted the nostrils.
The harbinger of the Monster Wave.

“This is insane. Is this actually okay?”
“Dragged here against my will because of the Lord—what a glorious way to die.”
“I told you. The Lord is listening. Show some restraint.”
“We’re going to die anyway, so what does it matter…”

Baek Min-jun’s party grumbled as they prepared for combat.
The other players did the same.
Not a shred of fighting spirit showed on their faces—only the look of those ready to flee at the first opportunity.
Yet having entered the Monster Wave’s domain, escape was impossible.
Victory and escape, or death and exit.

A deep rumble shook the earth.

The ground trembled violently.
Simultaneously, beyond them, multiple Gates erupted from the blackened, lifeless earth.
Gates fashioned from bone, their forms grotesque and nightmarish.
Then the Gates opened.

– Grraaaaaaah!
– Khhhuuugh…!

Countless undead poured forth from the Gate.
The first to cross the Gate were Hellknights.
Massive frames, blackened bone, twisted armor adorning their grotesque forms—undead of nightmarish design.
Led by the Hellknights, the undead surged forward in the vanguard.
Appearing at the rear was an Arch Lich—a monster whose aura of power far exceeded that of any ordinary Lich.

– Kraaaaaaah!
“I… I’ve lost my mind….”
“There are too many. How could we possibly….”

The undead roared in unison.
A deafening cry that made the very earth tremble.
The horrifying truth was that not all the undead had yet emerged.
The Gate remained open, and more undead continued to pour through.
And worse still—the Arch Liches were raising new undead as they came.

‘This… we cannot win!’
‘This is a dog’s death. A meaningless slaughter! How could we possibly overcome this!’
‘We should flee… Damn it! We can’t even escape from here!’

The players’ morale shattered.
A sense of inevitable defeat permeated the air—the certainty that victory was impossible.
As if a death sentence had been pronounced upon them all.

[Monster Wave, 【Army of the Dead】, has commenced.]
[Defeat all enemies emerging from the Gate, and the boss monster shall appear. Vanquish it, and the assault ends.]
[Hold back the enemy onslaught!]

The Monster Wave had begun.
The undead roared and charged forward.
There was no formation. With such overwhelming numbers, what need was there for strategy?
The players, their will to fight already broken, began to retreat in despair.
Yet there was one—only one—who advanced forward.

“Ha, Han Yu-sung is making his move.”
“This is… something he can handle alone?”
“Who knows. But if it’s that man….”

A player who had demonstrated unbelievable prowess through successive trials.
Could such a man pull off the impossible?
Might he possess something extraordinary?
Remarkably, Han Yu-sung did not disappoint their expectations.

Kuuuurrrrrr!

Thunder roared across the heavens.
Han Yu-sung seized the Thunder God’s Spear that materialized before him.
I felt the power contained within the sacred artifact flow through my body.
I gazed upon the surging undead and smiled.

“A perfect moment to test Kaldrex’s gift.”

Without hesitation, I hurled the spear toward the heavens.
In that instant, the sky blazed with golden radiance.

【Moment of Annihilation】

The heavens split asunder, and countless spears forged of pure gold materialized.
The undead charging toward the players sensed something amiss and looked skyward at the same moment.
The spears rained down.
Like a deluge impossible to evade.

Kwaaaaaaang!

– Kyaaaaaaah…!
– Krrrghhh, khaaaaa…!

Countless spears struck the earth with devastating force.
The torrential cascade of spears not only pierced the undead mercilessly but ignited explosions of golden devastation.
The undead caught in the blast were reduced to mere ash and obliterated.
Utter annihilation, in the truest sense.
As if divine retribution itself had descended, the heart of the undead horde was laid to waste in a single stroke.

“Huh, no….”
“What am I looking at right now?”

The players fell silent at the unbelievable spectacle before them.
Hundreds of undead had vanished in an instant, and the remaining ones were being swept away—there was no other reaction possible.
What was even more shocking was that it still wasn’t over.
Han Yu-sung took a step forward.

Whoooosh!

With each step he took, flames erupted from the ground.
As the fire spread, it consumed the surrounding area and created a vast ‘domain’.
A domain filled with heat so intense that merely approaching it would incinerate anything in its path.
The raging Inferno Battlefield.

[The Lord has opened the Inferno Battlefield in exchange for sacrifices.]
[Allied forces within the domain are strengthened, while enemies are weakened.]
[The ‘Ash Legion’ rises.]

From the ashes left behind by the inferno, an army rose forth.
They had once served Kakasha, though they had long since faded away.
Their numbers were not great—merely dozens at most.
But.

– Kuh, ooooooh?!
– Gaaahhhhh…!

Each individual possessed formidable power.
The Ash Legion charged into the chaos of the enemy lines and began sweeping through the undead with ferocious momentum.
Han Yu-sung withdrew the Thunder God’s Spear and drove the flag down with all his might.

[The Flag of War has declared ‘war’ upon the surrounding domain.]
[Buffs are granted to the faction that satisfies the sacred relic.]
[Wage a war that cannot be torn away from!]

Flames erupted from the sacred relic, the Flag of War, spreading in all directions.
Han Yu-sung generally avoided using sacred relics in front of others.
The probability of Kakasha’s identity as the Lord being exposed would increase significantly.

‘But this time is different.’
[Having recovered considerable strength from the massive coins obtained this time, I shall ensure that sacred relics and blessings do not originate from her. Use them freely. In a Battlefield like this, it will be especially difficult to discern.]

Kakasha had set the stage, telling me to do as I pleased.
With this opportunity to rampage as I wished, there was no reason to refuse.
Han Yu-sung drove the flag into the ground and activated Prominence.
Simultaneously, sacred power from Undead Hunter coalesced around my fists.

“It’s been a long time. This brings back memories of the old days.”

A crimson tempest swept across the Battlefield.
How many Battlefields had I experienced in my previous life?
I had faced situations countless times—charging into hordes of enemies while overwhelmingly outnumbered.
And each time, Han Yu-sung survived.
Crushing countless foes, alone.

Whoooooosh!

Han Yu-sung advanced as a fierce gale incarnate.
The undead could not stop me. The moment they tried, their bodies shattered and crumbled.
Through this, I identified the positions of the higher-tier undead.

– Th-this bastard…! Groooooahhh!
– Kyuaaahhh!

Then the hunt began.
The Hellknight that descended to strike Han Yu-sung was pulverized by Blood Soul Heavenly Slash.
Against the surging undead, I unleashed Earth Shattering and Inferno Storm; against the Lich attempting to cast magic from afar, I hurled Divine Judgment.

“What is… is he really facing all of that alone?”
“How is he handling so many undead…?”

The players gasped in unison.
It was a sight difficult to believe even with eyes wide open.
A single player confronting thousands upon thousands of undead.
No—not merely confronting them, but pushing them back!

“Ha, haha… I thought what you said at the beginning was arrogant.”

Baek Min-jun, observing Han Yu-sung, let out a hollow laugh.
He would handle the enemies first, and the other players merely needed to clean up what remained.
How absurd that sounded.
Yet his strength, his power, made it possible.

“This is a slaughterhouse worthy of a proper fight…! Everyone, maintain formation as usual and move! Do as your captain commands!”
“Lee Ye-eun, buffs first! Jung Hyuk, advance!”
“Our role is to eliminate the remaining enemies! Let’s go!”

The situation had shifted.
Baek Min-jun’s party, sensing this change, was the first to surge forward.
Baek Min-jun cut down undead at the vanguard while activating his unique ability.

“【Battle Command】, Advance!”

[Baek Min-jun has issued an advance order to allies!]
[Allied attack power, defense, and speed increase by +10%. Damage taken by advancing allies decreases by 10%!]

Baek Min-jun’s unique ability strengthened his allies.
The Battlefield was already chaos from Han Yu-sung’s exploits.
Baek Min-jun’s party descended upon the confused undead, steadily reducing their numbers.
Then the other players began to move as well.

“Y-yes! Let’s do this!”
“Damn, this is manageable… manageable!”
“Don’t die! The Alliance promised substantial rewards! If we just survive, we’ll earn big! Just kill these bastards!”
“Waaaaaaaaa!”

These were the players who had retreated in fear at first.
But now they had reclaimed their resolve and were charging across the Battlefield.
It was a result created by Han Yu-sung alone.

[The War Banner is satisfied with Han Yu-sung’s performance.]
[Han Yu-sung and the players receive the War Banner’s blessing!]
[Blessing: All stats +20%, attack power +20%, defense +20%, speed +10%. Additionally, grants unwavering courage in battle.]

In response, the War Banner granted a buff to our forces.
The players were startled by the sudden enhancement.
But it was only momentary—savoring the buff’s effects, they threw themselves into even fiercer combat.
Han Yu-sung was no exception.

[Hmph, pathetic wretches. Now that you’re showing some promise, watch how it’s done.]
“It’s better than running away, isn’t it?”
[Well, I suppose you have a point there….]

The undead’s numbers dwindled rapidly.
Han Yu-sung charged into the deepest recesses of the enemy formation, annihilating the Arc Lich and the other magic-type undead stationed there.
Left unchecked, they would continue summoning more undead, so eliminating them first was the optimal strategy.
Naturally, charging alone into the heart of the enemy lines meant being surrounded by undead.
But that meant nothing.

– Kraaaaaaagh!
– Guaaaah…!

The raging blood wind tore through the undead relentlessly.
The Blood Wind Palm Technique was especially effective against multiple enemies.
Now that it had been promoted to SS-rank, even more so.
A dragon gleaming crimson devoured enemies from all directions, while blood winds erupting from the ground mercilessly dismantled the undead that rushed toward Han Yu-sung.

Kuuung! Kwaaaang!

Han Yu-sung continued his battle in a state of complete absorption.
This was the kind of combat he preferred most—surrounded by countless enemies, fighting without a single thought clouding his mind.
It would have been even more satisfying if the opponents weren’t undead.

– Guhaaaaa…!

The moment Han Yu-sung destroyed every undead within reach.
A colossal undead tore through the void and appeared.
An undead clad in blackened bone and corroded armor, wearing a tattered crown.

[All monsters have been defeated!]
[Boss Monster, 【Skull Lord】, has appeared!]

A monster bearing the name 【Skull Lord】.
The one that manifested in this world let out a roar.
And in that instant.

A crimson flash erupted!

A blood-red line shot toward the Skull Lord.
It was Han Yu-sung.
Han Yu-sung, wreathed in a blood wind that mingled demonic energy and vital force, closed the distance between himself and the creature.
That blood wind condensed into his fist.
It transformed into a dragon of crimson form, suffused with demonic energy.

Blood Wind Fist Technique, 【Blood Soul Heaven-Rending Strike】.

A fist that pierced through the Skull Lord’s chest.
Immediately, a ferocious tempest erupted.
The blood wind tainted with demonic energy detonated from within the Skull Lord’s body, and its hardened bones shattered mercilessly.
The Skull Lord, though alarmed, attempted to counterattack by any means.
But it was a meaningless struggle.

Halden Style Swordsmanship, Fourth Form: 【Annihilation】.

A slash imbued with holy power cleaved the Skull Lord in two.
Neither armor nor bones harder than steel mattered.
A violent explosion erupted from the severed surface.

– This… Ran… How… could this…

That was the end.
The Skull Lord vanished, leaving behind a final testament filled with shock and disbelief.
Less than a minute had passed since it appeared.
Despite being an undead of formidable power, it had died without properly displaying even a fraction of its strength.
Truly, in an instant.

“…”
“…”

Silence blanketed the Battlefield—a sight beyond comprehension.
Han Yu-sung exhaled slowly, brushing bone dust from his blade.
As though nothing had ever transpired.

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