The Crazy Battle God Has Returned - Chapter 183

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A Mad Swordsman Returns – Chapter 183

The Lord of the Dead gazed silently upon the Battlefield.
Three monstrous beings rampaged wildly, sweeping across the Wasteland.
The Nameless One devoured the undead as it tore across the Battlefield.
The Fire Phoenix soared through the sky, setting the Battlefield ablaze.
And finally.

Crash! Crack! Crackle!

“Ugh, kyaaaah!”
“No, this can’t be! That monster is pushing through!”

Han Yu-sung, who was literally destroying the Battlefield itself.
He laughed like an enraged beast as he stepped into the True Form. The ground trembled as if an earthquake had struck, and countless crimson fissures tore across the earth.
And moments later.

Extinction Flame Technique, 【True Flame】.

Through the cracks in the fissures, flames erupted and consumed everything upon the land.
The qi that covered all directions, the undead that continued to swarm—all of it was devoured.
Han Yu-sung took a step forward.
The flames that had swept across all directions gathered at his feet.

Boom! Roar!

The greatly amplified 【Extinction Flame】 annihilated the enemies blocking his path.
No one could stop Han Yu-sung, nor could anyone stand against him.
Thus, the three monsters ravaged the Battlefield, and rewards soon followed.

[The ‘Fearsome Flame Battlefield’ expands further, and its effects are strengthened.]
[The ‘War Flag’ is satisfied with your allies’ performance.]
[Han Yu-sung and all allies receive the blessing of war!]
[Coins are consumed to grant ‘Battlefield Commander’s Authority’ to all allies!]

The effects of Han Yu-sung’s skills and sacred artifacts began to activate.
These were effects that only triggered or strengthened when one excelled on the Battlefield.
Those effects immediately granted power to the allies.

“Now! Advance according to the Lord’s command!”
“【Battle Command】, charge! Ye-eun, buffs!”
“We’re moving forward with those knights and soldiers leading the way!”

As if waiting for this moment, our forces began their advance.
The Knights of Light running at the vanguard and the War soldiers trampled the undead beneath their feet, and the Covenant Users following behind joined the charge as well.
The vast numbers of undead were rapidly dwindling.

[How on earth…?]

The Lord of the Dead, observing the Battlefield, muttered to himself.

[To summon two summons of that caliber? The cost would be far, far exceeded!]

【Cost】.
When conducting a lord’s war, a lord can deploy powerful summons like the White Calamity King.
But they cannot deploy them infinitely.
This is because each lord is allotted a specific cost limit depending on the Battlefield.
Once that cost reaches its limit, no more summons can be deployed.

[‘Cost’ has been nearly depleted.]
[‘White Calamity King’ still occupies cost and has not been released.]
[Time remaining until release: 30 minutes.]

Such was the case for the Lord of the Dead.
But Kakasha was different. He wielded both The Nameless One and the Fire Phoenix, did he not?
How was that even possible?
The Lord of the Dead gazed upon the Battlefield, and soon grasped the answer.

[Ah, I see. The Covenant Users…!]

Cost was not consumed by summons alone.
Covenant Users and soldiers, while not consuming much, were also factored into the cost.
Only eighty-four War Covenant Users participated in this lord’s war. No matter how small the cost consumption per Covenant User was.

[With that many, they could certainly impact the cost. Especially on a vast Battlefield like the Arid Wasteland!]

The Lord of the Dead swallowed hard at that realization.
The Lord of War had granted her the authority to choose the Battlefield.
As if she had predicted that I would select this very place.
No, that couldn’t be. That would mean….

“M-My lord!”
[…!]

The Covenant of the Dead urgently called out to their lord, who remained frozen in shock.
The number of undead covering the Battlefield was rapidly diminishing.
But it didn’t matter. I could simply summon more undead.

“A-Apostle! Something is interfering with our undead summoning!”
“We cannot summon undead…!”
“A-And the undead themselves!”

The real problem was that summoning undead had become difficult.
Needless to say, it was due to the Sanctuary created by the Saint’s Legacy.
But that wasn’t all.

“The undead’s power has weakened!”
“This domain… it appears to be applying a debuff!”

An effect that imposed a severe debuff upon the undead.
I could no longer summon undead explosively as before, and even those barely summoned were swiftly destroyed by the debuff’s influence.
Lucian Reyes, the Apostle of the Dead, clenched his teeth.

‘A sacred relic? No, the Lord of War couldn’t possibly possess such a relic. Then it must be an item…. At minimum, a Mythic-grade item.’

Such power was impossible without a Mythic-grade item.
There was only one way to counter such an item.

[Lucian. Use the sacred relic…!]
“Yes, my lord! Use the sacred relic!”
“Understood!”

Lucian Reyes and several of the Covenant of the Dead possessed sacred relics.
They had prepared them to win this lords’ war.
Lucian held high the heart from which miasma poured forth.
Following his lead, the other Covenant members activated their sacred relics as well.

[Lucian Reyes activates the Heart of Wraiths. Undead in the vicinity are strengthened, and the vengeful spirits dwelling within the heart are summoned.]
[Gabriel activates the Seed of Lycoris. Lycoris flowers bloom upon the corpses in the area, and the bodies are resurrected as Enhanced Undead.]
[Han Kyung-seok activates the Veil of Death. A barrier that blocks sacred power engulfs the surroundings…]

The effects of multiple sacred relics swept across the Battlefield.
The Veil of Death gradually pushed back the Sanctuary, lycoris flowers bloomed upon the corpses in the vicinity, and vengeful spirits surged forth from all directions.
The Legacy of the Saint, being of Mythic grade, possessed formidable power.
But with the sacred relics of the dead, I could contend with it.
And that was not all.

I will overturn this situation.

Lucian felt tremendous power flowing through his body.
It was the effect of the blessing the Lord of the Dead had bestowed upon him.
With this power and the sacred relics, it was entirely possible.

“Rise up, Covenant members! Summon the undead…!”

Lucian sought to elevate the morale of his forces.
But at that very moment.

A metallic ring shattered the air!

With the sound of metal striking and a wave of searing heat,
a crimson fissure tore across the Battlefield, and flames erupted from within.
The massive inferno swept across the ground, consumed the undead, melted the enemies’ weapons, and transformed the Battlefield into a colossal furnace.

[The conditions for the Unique Facility, the Eternal Forge, have been met.]
[The Eternal Flame has manifested upon the Battlefield.]

The Eternal Flame moved as though possessed of will.
Those who stood before it vanished without even ash remaining.
It was then that Han Yu-sung unleashed the War Inferno.

“Th-this…!”
“Grraaahhh!”

The War Conflagration surged forth like a tidal wave, sweeping across the Battlefield.
Two varieties of flame consumed the phantoms conjured by the Lord of the Dead’s sacred relics, the spectral blossoms, and even the veil itself, advancing without end.
Lucian drew a sharp breath at the unbelievable sight.

Broad Lightning.

It was then that Han Yu-sung hurled the Thunder God’s Spear.
Accompanied by a deafening roar that shook the heavens themselves, divine punishment was unleashed toward Lucian.
A colossal storm of lightning erupted, and hundreds of bolts tore through everything before them, incinerating obstacles as they surged toward him.

Crash-crash-crash-crash!

“Ugh, grraaahhh?!”

Lucian hastily erected barriers of bone to shield himself.
But these would not suffice.
The Lord of the Dead, recognizing this, channeled his power and reinforced the bone barriers Lucian had raised.
Using the moment the bone barriers held against the broad lightning, Lucian threw himself clear.
He needed to escape the attack’s radius entirely.

“L-Lucian, sir!”
“B-behind you! Right behind—!”

The Covenant of the Dead shrieked in alarm.
At their cry, Lucian spun around frantically. In that instant, what entered his vision was a towering inferno erupting from the shadows.
No—it was Han Yu-sung, wreathed entirely in flame, standing there.

When had he…?

Had he used an attack of this magnitude merely as a distraction?
Lucian urgently summoned his morale.
But before he could—

“Gh-gasp…!”

The blade cut deep through Lucian’s body.
Hundreds of layers of sword energy erupted in succession, consuming his entire form.
That was the end.

A deafening boom echoed.

Lucian collapsed in a pitiful state.
His corpse soon crumbled to dust and scattered.
A member of the Covenant of the Dead—a player who had earned recognition for both talent and loyalty, rising to the rank of Apostle—had been defeated.
Even while blessed by the lord’s protection, he could do nothing.
It was overwhelmingly one-sided.

[“You…!”]

The members of the Covenant of the Dead fell into shock upon witnessing the spectacle.
Meanwhile, the Lord of the Dead felt intense fury and humiliation. She exhausted all remaining cost to summon undead creatures.
All of them possessed superior-grade or higher power.
But it was a meaningless effort.

[The Unique Facility ‘Spirit Mausoleum’ activates!]
[Warriors who once served the Star God Astreos are summoned!]

I had already prepared a countermeasure for this.
The warriors I had fought in the Spirit Mausoleum materialized at my side.
The buff originating from Kakasha applied to them as well.

– Uooooooh!
“No, no! The undead, quickly—argh!”

The warriors charged forward in unison toward the members of the Covenant of the Dead.
And supporting them, formidable magic unfolded in succession.
Infernos and hellfire, eternal permafrost, countless shadow blades.
Han Yu-sung, who had unleashed the magic, gazed into the void and smiled.
An undisguised mockery directed at the Lord of the Dead.

“Didn’t you say this time you would surely kill me?”
[“Ugh…!”]

At the same time, it was a smile brimming with certainty of victory.
The Lord of the Dead bit his lip in humiliation. Desperate to break free from this predicament, he poured coins into the lord’s battle without restraint.
But nothing changed.
Nothing at all.

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The Dead and War are fundamentally opposed.
One need only observe the preferred combat styles of the two lords to see the stark difference.
The Lord of the Dead specializes in overwhelming opponents through sheer numbers—summoning countless undead to drown the enemy in a tide of corpses, and he genuinely favors such warfare.
War, by contrast, excels at strengthening allies and maximizing the prowess of those empowered Covenant Users.

‘Perhaps that’s why they despise each other.’

That fundamental difference determined the victor of this lord’s battle.
Han Yu-sung gazed across the Arid Wasteland, now carpeted with corpses.
Undead and the Covenant of the Dead who had summoned them—all of them lay fallen.
The enemy could not withstand our strengthened forces.
Led by Han Yu-sung, the War Covenant Users swept across the Battlefield, leaving not a single foe standing.
And the meaning of it all was simple.

[Congratulations, Lord of War!]
[You have achieved victory in the lord’s battle against the Lord of the Dead!]

Our forces had won the lord’s battle.
The War Covenant Users, breathing heavily, stared at the message with eyes that could scarcely believe it.
But only for a moment.

“We… we won.”
“Against all odds, we actually…”
“Yaaaaaahhhhh!”

Everyone erupted in jubilant cheers.
Baek Min-jun’s party was among them.
How could they not celebrate, having achieved victory in a lord’s battle where defeat seemed inevitable?
And Kakasha felt the same.

[Kufufu! Did you see? That fool the Lord of the Dead fleeing in terror!]

The Lord of the Dead thrashed desperately, trying to overturn the tide of battle.
He poured out coins and unleashed everything he had prepared for this lords’ war. Yet it proved insufficient to reverse the deteriorating situation.
Having suffered a devastating defeat, the Lord of the Dead fled.
The moment the lords’ war ended, he escaped with greater haste than anyone else.

[Ugh! What a shame, such a bitter shame! I should have heaped even greater humiliation upon that wretch! I regret not being able to do so because he fled!]
“Seeing you now, I understand why the Lord of the Dead acted that way….”
[Kufufu… Kufufufu!]

Kakasha laughed with sinister delight.
In any case, Kakasha had wagered much in this lords’ war.
The Difficult Realm, sacred relics, coins, and the Unique Facility obtained this time.
It was essentially a gamble where he had staked everything he possessed.
It was a calculated risk thrown with Han Yu-sung’s consent.

[You receive the reward for victory in the lords’ war!]

The result of that gamble returned in the form of a reward.
A reward magnificent enough to make even Han Yu-sung smile.

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