The Crazy Battle God Has Returned - Chapter 182

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A Mad Swordsman Returns – Chapter 182

The Lord of the Dead observed the enemy encampment.
The number of Covenant Users in the War Camp barely reached eighty.
Moreover, the individual strength of each Covenant User was not particularly high.
In contrast, our forces had filled the maximum capacity of seven hundred.
If we summoned undead on top of that, the gap would only widen.
‘Yet, why….’
I watched Han Yu-sung walking from the War Camp.
The other Covenant Users didn’t move at all. As if there was no need to move, Han Yu-sung alone walked forward at his leisure.
Seeing this, I clenched my teeth.
‘Why won’t this unease fade…!’
The situation favored me.
No, it wasn’t merely favorable. It was overwhelmingly dominant—to the point where combat shouldn’t even be possible.
Yet the anxiety in my heart refused to dissipate.
I had prepared for any contingency that might arise.
“You’ve brought quite a lot of Covenant Users. We have barely eighty, yet you chose such a Battlefield….”
Then Han Yu-sung spoke.
He looked around the Arid Wasteland and laughed as if bewildered.
“It’s far too predictable. Were you really so uncertain?”
“There’s no need to listen to that fool’s nonsense. Kill him!”
A common provocation.
There was no reason to continue listening to such a pathetic taunt.
Lucian, an Apostle of the Dead, commanded our forces to attack.
At that, the Covenant of the Dead advanced their undead as if they had been waiting.
– Grrrraaaaaahhh!
“Charge! Crush the enemies beneath your feet!”
“Stay vigilant! These are cunning foes—who knows what they’ll attempt!”
The undead horde surged across the Arid Wasteland.
Their numbers exceeded a thousand, and each was an elite creature worthy of the title—at minimum, high-grade undead.
Facing such an undead army stood only one.
Han Yu-sung alone.
[“Do not forget. He possesses that monster.”]
“Yes, my Lord. I shall prepare accordingly.”
He wouldn’t have stepped forward alone without purpose.
The Lord of the Dead and Lucian believed Han Yu-sung would make his move.
And Han Yu-sung proceeded exactly as they anticipated.
“Shall we begin then.”
[I know well. Rampage now, The Nameless One!]
Fierce flames consumed the empty air, carving a massive rift into existence.
From that chasm, a grotesque creature burst forth.
The Nameless One—a monster whose entire body bristled with countless mouths.
The Covenant of the Dead members who witnessed it swallowed hard.
A roaring inferno erupted.
– A guttural growl echoed forth…
Violent death-fire surged from the monster’s body.
It unleashed a deafening roar and charged toward the undead horde.
The Lord of the Dead had been waiting for this moment and activated a coin ability.
[Think you can escape the same fate twice?]
The earth trembled violently.
A massive fissure tore across the Arid Wasteland where the creature charged, and something erupted from the gap.
It was a colossal arm constructed entirely of bone.
[Rise. Fight for me.]
An enormous hand of staggering proportions crushed down upon the monster.
And from the fractured earth, a titanic entity rose.
A bone colossus—a towering giant forged from skeletal remains.
Not human bones, but the overwhelming amalgamation of countless beings’ remains, assembled into a creature of absolute dominance.
– Aaaaaaaa….
– Kiiiiiii…!
Spectral wraiths flowed ceaselessly from the colossus’s form.
The dense death-aura radiating from it corrupted the surrounding earth.
Dark flames kindled within its hollow eye sockets.
[White Calamity King.]
– Gruoooooo!
An undead born from the Lord of the Dead’s own authority.
A being more exceptional than any other undead unleashed its roar.
– Grrrrr…!
– Kuaaaaaa!
An overwhelmingly massive hand constricted The Nameless One.
The monster gnawed at the fingers, struggling to break free, but it was futile.
The death-aura enveloping the colossus’s body deflected every fang.
Soon, that aura began to corrode the monster’s flesh.
Saaaaa…!
– Khaaaaack!
The Nameless One’s body began to decay.
The creature shrieked in agony.
As if waiting for this moment, an immense horde of undead surged toward Han Yu-sung.
Simultaneously, the Covenant of the Dead members unleashed their death-aura in unison.
“Leave that monster to the White Calamity King!”
“The target is Han Yu-sung! If we kill him alone…!”
After that, there’s nothing else to worry about.
The numbers are small, and we just need to annihilate the pathetically weak War Covenant Users.
Victory is within reach. I can grasp it if I just extend my hand a little further.
But.
‘The situation is favorable. It should definitely be favorable, so why….’
I still cannot shake off this sense of unease.
The Lord of the Dead bit her lip and summoned her power.
The morale she unleashed completely engulfed the vast sky of the Arid Wasteland.
She signaled to her Covenant of the Dead.
And.
[“Attack!”]
Together with the Covenant of the Dead, she initiated a simultaneous assault.
From the sky, countless wraiths descended, and from the Dead’s Camp, countless spells woven from morale poured down upon Han Yu-sung.
Han Yu-sung did not respond.
There was no need to.
“Kakasha.”
[Mm! Finally, the time has come to unleash this beast!]
Han Yu-sung activated 《Guardian of Arcana》.
Condensed mana spread outward, and soon multiple layers of protective barriers enveloped him.
At the same moment, fierce flames erupted from all directions.
In the midst of it all, a massive ‘egg’ revealed itself.
The egg greedily absorbed the flames that engulfed everything around it.
Crack! Crackle-crackle-crack!
The egg, having absorbed all the necessary flames, began to shatter.
It was then that the attacks from the Lord of the Dead and her Covenant reached Han Yu-sung. An enormous onslaught collided with the multiple layers of protective barriers.
The barriers shook violently and broke apart.
Each time, the resulting mana shockwaves reverberated through everything around them.
[When did he acquire such a skill… Never mind! Continue the assault!]
“Our forces are infinite! Do not retreat!”
A tremendous shockwave swept through the undead horde.
But it doesn’t matter. If they fall, we simply raise them again.
Besides, those barriers won’t last long.
They will be destroyed before they can withstand the full offensive.
‘Yes, there’s no way they can hold. This….’
The Lord of the Dead suppressed the rising anxiety within her.
No matter how the opponent responds, I can handle it. With myself, with my Covenant of the Dead, with the White Calamity King, anything is possible!
She summoned even greater power.
Crackle! Boom-boom-boom-boom!
Unable to withstand the relentless onslaught, 《Guardian of Arcana》 collapsed.
The shockwave swept across all directions, but there was no need to concern myself with it.
– Guaaaaaaah!
“Kill Han Yu-sung!”
If we kill Han Yu-sung, victory will be ours.
The undead tore through the dust and charged at Han Yu-sung in unison.
The Lord of the Dead calculated in his mind how Han Yu-sung would move and how to respond to those movements.
I can handle anything. Anything at all….
Whoooooosh!
In that very moment, the Calamity Flame erupted.
A massive inferno blazed into existence directly before Han Yu-sung, consuming everything in its path as it burned with ever-increasing ferocity.
Lucian and the Covenant of the Dead felt the intense heat.
As if standing before the sun itself.
And then.
[“Fire, Fire Phoenix?!”]
– Kiaaaaaaah!
The Calamity Flame that had consumed everything took form.
A colossal bird wreathed entirely in Calamity Flame—the Fire Phoenix.
The Fire Phoenix swung its massive wings with tremendous force.
– Kuaaaack?!
– Guooooo…!
“Ugh, uuugh…?!”
A tremendous inferno swept across all directions.
The flames not only shattered the protective barriers but incinerated the attacks bearing down on Han Yu-sung and consumed the entire horde of undead surging forward.
Rotting flesh evaporated, and anguished screams filled the sky.
Among the burning undead, countless embers took flight.
– Kirrrrgh!
– Kyaaaaaaah!
Smaller birds composed entirely of flame, as if miniature versions of the Fire Phoenix.
They tore through the undead ranks, setting them ablaze.
The Fire Phoenix, having spawned countless birds, roared and joined the assault.
The Fire Phoenix’s target was the White Calamity King.
Kwaaaang!
– Kuuu, uuuuu…!
The flames unleashed by the Fire Phoenix engulfed the White Calamity King’s entire body.
The White Calamity King, which had been pinning down the Nameless One, cried out in agony.
‘No, this isn’t enough. If it’s the White Calamity King….’
It could endure.
The Lord of the Dead, watching in shock, made that assessment.
Han Yu-sung knew it too.
Then, what I needed to do was simple.
[Activating ‘Purification of Light’.]
[The ‘Saint’s Prayer’ spreads in all directions….]
All I needed was to grant the power to strike down the White Calamity King.
A sacred hymn echoed from somewhere. And centered on me, a dazzling holy radiance erupted, spreading outward in all directions.
The undead touched by that light crumbled to ash and scattered, the cursed earth was purified in an instant, and my allies were granted strength.
The power to ‘purify’ the undead.
– Kuoooooooo?!
The holy radiance obliterated the curse that had enveloped the White Calamity King’s entire form.
The Fire Phoenix’s flames, seizing that opening, wrapped around its body, and The Nameless One, slipping free from its grasp, devoured its arm.
And I gripped the spear and stepped forward.
Thunder Lightning.
The spear shot from my fingertips pierced through the White Calamity King’s head.
There was no time to resist, nor the strength to do so.
With its head impaled, the White Calamity King’s movements ceased, and countless bolts of thunder swept across its body.
Thunder infused with potent sanctity.
That was the end.
Kuuuuung!
Unable to withstand the onslaught, the White Calamity King fell to its knees.
The colossal being, burning in thunder, ablaze in flames, and dissolving in sanctity.
– Guooo, ooooo….
Soon became ash and scattered in all directions.
The Covenant of the Dead, witnessing this unbelievable sight, gasped in shock.
The undead their lord had painstakingly created—annihilated.
And so effortlessly at that.
[“Han Yu-sung, Lord of War….”]
The holy radiance blanketing the surrounding area unfolded into a vast Sanctuary.
With it, numerous knights appeared around me.
The Knights of Light, and even the ‘soldiers’ created by Kakasha.
[“You… damnable wretches…!”]
[“Kufufufu! Is that all you have to say? How pathetic, Lord of the Dead! A foolish lord without a shred of learning ability!”]
Characters formed of flame covered the sky.
Those characters carried mockery directed at the Lord of the Dead.
[“You must have prepared much, thinking you could win this lord’s war. You wanted to steal everything I possess and kill my Apostles.”]
[“But no matter what you prepared….”]
Whoooosh!
The ‘Fearless Battlefield’ erupting centered on me engulfed the wasteland.
And Kakasha declared, shouting aloud.
[“It means nothing to us! The reason is….”]
“Because I’ve already prepared a move that surpasses it.”
I caught the returning ‘Thunder God’s Spear’ and said so.
When he lifted his head, a deep smile played across his lips.
A sneer directed at the Lord of the Dead.
And a smile brimming with anticipation for the battle that would soon unfold.
“Lord of the Dead. I must thank you—you’ve wagered much on this Lords’ War.”
[“You, Han Yu-sung… a mere human!”]
“A mere human, I hear that often. What’s amusing is….”
Dense demonic energy surged from Han Yu-sung’s entire body.
He grinned savagely and gripped his spear.
“Every single one who says that has fallen to me.”
He hurled the spear skyward.
The Thunder God’s Spear shot heavenward, followed by the unfolding of Annihilation.
The spear, wreathed in the opposing forces of holiness and demonic energy, swept across the earth.
Screams from the undead and the Covenant of the Dead pierced the air.
Leaving that spectacle behind, Han Yu-sung spoke softly.
“Lord of the Dead. You will become our stepping stone.”
[“A stepping stone to return to where you rightfully belong!”]
Speaking in a tone that foretold and declared the future.
The Lord of the Dead felt emotions they had desperately buried beginning to surface.
The feelings of ‘unease’ and ‘defeat’ they had tried so hard to deny.

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