The Crazy Battle God Has Returned - Chapter 191
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A Mad Swordsman Returns – Chapter 191
The core mechanic of the special event, the Plunder War, was elegantly simple.
Each time you defeated an enemy player, you could seize one item from their possession.
Straightforward, yet undeniably effective.
At the same time, players couldn’t help but harbor a single thought.
‘Is there any way to keep my items from being stolen?’
‘They say I just need to keep winning, but that’s easier said than done.’
I wanted to plunder my enemies’ items.
But I didn’t want mine plundered in return.
It was a perfectly natural sentiment, and those who managed the Star Battlefield understood such psychology better than anyone.
They knew exactly how to draw players into active participation in the event.
[☆ Upon defeating a certain number of players, you will receive an ‘Item Protection Right’ that shields your items from plunder! ☆]
[☆ Use the protection right to safeguard the items you wish to keep! ☆]
This variable proved remarkably effective.
As a result, the special event, the Plunder War, flourished magnificently.
Yet who could have foreseen it?
[Your ‘Nameless Blade’ yearns for the ‘Radiant Sword’…]
[The ‘Radiant Sword’ has answered the call of the Nameless Blade!]
[The ‘Radiant Sword’ has rejected the ‘Item Protection Right’!]
[You have plundered the Radiant Sword from Bailen Nightveil!]
That an item could exist capable of nullifying the protection right.
The Lords, those who managed the Star Battlefield, The Wanderer, and even Han Yu-sung.
None of them had anticipated such a development.
“No, this can’t be…”
[Why has the blade come into your hands…?]
Han Yu-sung stared silently at the Radiant Sword now resting in his grasp.
Kakasha felt the same way. He’d been inwardly agonizing over how to handle this, given that it was supposed to be protected by the Item Protection Right.
Yet the blade had simply entered his hand of its own accord.
[“A radiant blade… surely this can’t be…”]
The Wanderer was equally at a loss for words.
I could see dark, ominous eyes trembling with bewilderment.
Those eyes fixed upon the radiant blade, and then upon the garment Han Yu-sung wore.
The Nameless Robe itself.
[“A human who wields the power of legacy… completely?”]
The eyes swept across Han Yu-sung’s entire form.
As though witnessing something that should not exist.
The wandering gaze now turned toward Han Yu-sung’s right hand.
[“Blood Demon… and that blessing you received…”]
Gripped in Han Yu-sung’s right hand was the Blood Demon Blade.
Upon seeing it, The Wanderer’s eyes trembled violently, then grew still.
As though he had severed his own emotions.
[“…So you are the Blood Demon’s contractor. It seems you have found the vessel you desired.”]
[What nonsense is this creature spouting? This man is—!]
I restrained the raging Kakasha.
The Wanderer had mistaken me for having contracted with Blood Demon, just as Bailen had contracted with him.
There was no need to correct this misunderstanding.
Left as it was, he would reveal something far more interesting.
[“Tell Blood Demon—or rather, you’re listening, aren’t you? Blood Demon, just as before, I cannot follow your will now.”]
[This fool mutters to himself like a madman.]
The Wanderer glared at the Blood Demon Blade with eyes burning with rage.
He wished nothing more than to intervene immediately.
But this was the Star Battlefield. Intervention in this event was not permitted.
There were ways around it, but no need to risk it.
He swallowed his fury and decided to withdraw for now.
[“I will soon come to reclaim the legacy you stole from me…”]
“Do as you wish. Then come to Earth. You are welcome anytime.”
[“…”]
From somewhere came a sound like a sharp intake of breath.
It sounded almost like the noise of swallowing down a surging tide of rage.
[“Human, what is your name?”]
“Han Yu-sung.”
[“Good. Han Yu-sung. I, Geomson, shall remember that name.”]
With those words, The Wanderer’s eyes began to grow dim.
Even as they faded, those eyes remained fixed upon Han Yu-sung.
[“Remember this gravity.”]
Soon, The Wanderer’s eyes vanished entirely.
All that remained were Han Yu-sung and Kakasha, along with the Lords who had retreated to observe from a distance after The Wanderer’s appearance.
Han Yu-sung clicked his tongue as he watched The Wanderer disappear.
“The more I fight, the more enemies I seem to make.”
[And you say that while hoping you won’t make any more enemies?!]
Kakasha was flabbergasted.
In truth, anyone hearing such words would have been.
* * *
I had claimed the legacy—the Radiant Blade.
But the Plunder War was far from over.
Having defeated Bailen, I continued to sweep across the Battlefield, cutting down my enemies.
[☆ Time remaining until Plunder War ends: 15 minutes! ☆]
The Plunder War was an event with no particular victory condition.
It was an event where survival until the time limit meant victory.
Rewards would be granted based on the accomplishments achieved by then.
I had resolved to aim for the highest possible reward.
– Y-you, human?! How could a human possibly… Kyaaaaaaagh!
– The enemy is alone! How could we suffer such humiliation to just one human?!
– Kaaaaaaah! Warriors, follow me!
Fierce battles erupted across every corner of the Battlefield.
Han Yu-sung methodically eliminated the enemies before him, seized their items, and steadily accumulated his gains.
Meanwhile, his thoughts drifted back to what had just transpired.
“Geomson.”
A name I had heard of in my previous life.
I had never actually encountered him. What I knew of him was limited: he had gathered a select few Apostles, all of whom displayed exceptional prowess with the blade, and he was searching for something. That much was certain.
And that he showed no concern whatsoever, regardless of the catastrophic devastation wrought in pursuit of his goal.
“Kakasha, do you know anything else about him?”
[What thou knowest likely differs little from what I know. Though I would add this—despite the name ‘Geomson’, he is remarkably cruel.]
“Well, all Transcendents are like that.”
[This one is not! Focus on the enemy before thee!]
Han Yu-sung cleaved through Urkan who blocked his path and stomped the ground.
Simultaneously, blood qi erupted from his fist, spreading in all directions.
Blood Wind Fist Technique, Blood Dragon Return Void.
A dragon of blood wind spiraled outward from Han Yu-sung’s center, engulfing enemies on all sides.
The screams of the dying filled the Battlefield.
In any case, one thing had become clear.
First of all.
“It seems there are others besides me who covet the Legacy.”
[It does appear so. Whether they be players or….]
“Wanderers.”
The Wanderer contracted to Bailen Nightveil was indeed targeting the Legacy.
And he clearly understood the value that item possessed.
The problem was that I myself did not know what that value was.
And secondly.
“It seems that even among Wanderers, their attitudes toward the Legacy differ.”
[Hmm… When I think of the Blood Demon, that much is certainly true.]
Han Yu-sung had sought out the Blood Demon to learn about demonic energy.
Unlike the Wanderer from moments before, the Blood Demon seemed to show little interest in the legacy.
Rather, he displayed considerable interest in Han Yu-sung himself.
And he was surprisingly favorable toward him.
[Such an attitude toward me was utterly displeasing!]
“I suppose it would be.”
The attitude the Blood Demon had shown toward Han Yu-sung.
To explain it more precisely.
‘It felt as though he held expectations of me.’
Because of that attitude, Geomson’s parting words weighed on my mind.
He had said the Blood Demon had found the ‘vessel’ he desired.
What that vessel was hardly needed explanation.
[It must be you. Hmm, but a vessel for what…]
Kakasha fell into contemplation.
A vessel for what, exactly?
There was only one possibility that came to mind.
[Is it ‘Godhood’ again? Mmm… it troubles me. For now, let us wait. Until now, I could do nothing but conceal my identity, but now that I have revealed myself.]
“Are you saying you’ll step forward and investigate?”
[Precisely. Whether it’s Godhood, the Wanderer, or that swordsman Geomson—if I search long enough, won’t something eventually surface?]
I doubt anything will come up.
Han Yu-sung swallowed the words that nearly escaped him.
It’s not a bad approach. Something might indeed emerge from such searching.
Above all.
[It is for my Apostle, after all!]
Considering Kakasha’s feelings, I couldn’t say anything more.
Han Yu-sung turned his head with a faint smile.
[☆ Time remaining until Plunder War ends: 6 minutes! ☆]
[Time grows short, and ahead of you…!]
“I know.”
Countless enemies filled my vision ahead.
I could simply wait for the Plunder War to end without engaging them.
But that approach didn’t suit Han Yu-sung’s nature.
Better to eliminate as many as possible before time ran out.
[The 【Radiant Blade】 blazes with brilliant light.]
I grasped the Radiant Blade tightly.
The sword, infused with mana, unleashed a blade aura of pure luminescence.
[Activating the Radiant Blade’s effect: 【Light Speed】.]
[Sword attack power doubles. For a brief moment, the user’s speed approaches light speed, and all skills related to ‘speed’ are enhanced.]
Light radiating from the blade enveloped my entire body.
Tremendous power coursed through my form, and a liberating sensation washed over me.
I drew in a deep breath.
Heavenly Thunder Sword Technique, 【Island Thunder】.
Countless bolts of lightning tore across the Battlefield.
Lightning streaked in all directions, crossing the Battlefield in an instant, severing the enemies’ necks before they could even react. They mounted no resistance whatsoever.
Resistance was impossible from the start. The speed transcended perception itself.
Boom—!
“Ugh, uaaahhh!”
“Kghhhh…!”
The players watched the lightning ravaging the Battlefield with trembling eyes.
Hundreds of lightning bolts pierced through the players scattered across the Battlefield.
Magic? Had some sorcerer unleashed a powerful lightning spell?
‘No, that’s not it.’
The player, eyes wide with terror, watched the lightning strike and quickly realized the truth.
It had all been a misconception.
Not “hundreds of branches” of lightning.
“A single player is sweeping across the Battlefield, this is….”
One player, transformed into lightning itself, was tearing across the Battlefield.
The speed transcended what the eye could follow—beyond the threshold of human perception—which was why it appeared as though hundreds of bolts of lightning were ravaging the field.
No one could react.
A velocity that defied even the privilege of sight.
Slice.
“Light Speed”.
Urkan, his throat severed, collapsed with eyes wide open.
That was the end.
[☆ Time remaining in Plunder War: 0 minutes! ☆]
[☆ Thank you for your efforts! The Plunder War has concluded! ☆]
“It’s over.”
With Urkan’s fall, every player before me lay defeated.
I shook the blood from my blade and exhaled deeply.
Then I gazed at the “Light Speed Sword” with eyes full of admiration.
“I recognized its potential from when Bailen wielded it….”
[A blade with a brief duration, yet its effects are nothing short of extraordinary.]
The speed granted by “Light Speed” exceeded all imagination.
Enough to make hundreds of lightning bolts seem to ravage the Battlefield.
What was even more astounding was this.
“I suspect this blade’s power extends far beyond what I’ve witnessed.”
Gazing upon the Light Speed Sword, such thoughts arose.
A sense that this was merely the tip of the iceberg.
And a feeling—nearly certainty—that with the Unnamed Swordsmanship, I could unlock the blade’s true form.
“Well, I’ll find out once I return.”
[Mmm! What a pleasant day. I’ve gained so much!]
“Indeed.”
A portal materialized directly before Han Yu-sung.
And simultaneously, countless messages flooded his vision.
[Plundering items from the defeated player.]
[Please select the desired items!]
“Truly, a day of abundant gains.”
Han Yu-sung smiled and hurled himself through the portal.
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