The Crazy Battle God Has Returned - Chapter 20

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A Mad Swordsman Returns – Chapter 20

【Class Change Item】.
The effect of this item is remarkably straightforward.

‘It grants an opportunity to advance into a special class.’

Players undergo class advancement upon reaching a certain level.
Typically, they use the class advancement trials created by the Lords, but in such cases, one cannot advance into special classes.
It means you can only advance into ordinary classes like Warrior, Mage, or Archer.
But what if a player possessed a ‘Class Change Item’?

‘A trial or ordeal opens. And if you clear it….’

You advance into a special class.
This was irrelevant to Han Yu-sung’s previous life.
The class I had advanced into in my past life was ‘Martial Artist’—an ordinary class.
I obtained several Class Change Items later, but they were meaningless.

‘Once you advance, that’s it. You cannot change your class.’

Advancing into a higher class was possible, but completely switching to a different class using a Class Change Item was impossible.
So in my past life, I stubbornly pursued only the Martial Artist class.
Though I did reach its pinnacle because of it.

“Do I need to spend this life as a Martial Artist?”

Han Yu-sung fell into contemplation.
The special class, 【Spiritblade】.
This was the class possessed by Westlo, an American player who had earned great notoriety in my previous life.

‘He was famous for wielding skills from all classes, matching his cruel temperament.’

That is the defining characteristic of the Spiritblade class.
It removes class restrictions.
Skills have an ‘acquisition restriction’—certain skills can only be learned by specific classes.
Spiritblade allows you to ignore those acquisition restrictions.
In simple terms.

‘I can learn the skills of every class that exists in this world.’

It was truly an extraordinary benefit.
Of course, there was one drawback: since the class provided no active skills by default, I would have to acquire skill books on my own.
But even this held little significance for Han Yu-sung.

‘The additional rewards from Possession will resolve that.’

Han Yu-sung had more opportunities to obtain skills than others.
Moreover, with knowledge from my past life, I could procure the necessary skill books.
Considering that, the drawbacks of the Soulless class were essentially nonexistent.
There was no reason not to choose it.

[You have purchased the Spirit Orb (Legendary).]
[You have consumed 30,000 Star Points.]

Twenty thousand Star Points remained. Where should I spend them?
Fortunately, there was no need to deliberate long.

[Black Iron Martial Robe (Legendary)]
· Slot: Armor (Gi).
· Defense: 65.
· Vitality +6, Strength +4, Defense +20%.
· This robe repairs itself even when destroyed.
· For a brief moment, hardens the robe beyond metal, nullifying the opponent’s attack. (Cooldown: 60 minutes.)

[Lucen Kingdom Swordsmanship (B)]
· A swordsmanship comprising two forms. It emphasizes speed.

Han Yu-sung purchased the armor and the swordsmanship.
The swordsmanship itself wasn’t particularly useful. However, to wield Kakasha’s sacred relic, Flames of War, it was good to have at least one swordsmanship technique.

[All Star Points have been consumed.]
[The Star Store is now closing.]

The Star Store closed.
Han Yu-sung gazed at the Spirit Orb resting in his palm.
Kakasha, standing beside him, showed interest in the orb.

[Hmm, not a bad class at all. Are you satisfied with it?]
“It’s decent.”

I slipped the Spirit Lord’s orb into my pocket.

“With this, I should be able to advance to a special class.”

Considering the enemies I’d face in the future, I needed to cultivate diverse abilities.
This class would help me achieve that.

“Let’s head back. What remains now is….”

I turned away.
My tasks were complete. All that was left was to wait.

“I just need to wait for God’s Trial to open.”

I left the Star Battlefield.

* * *

God’s Trial.
The root cause of all this chaos, appearing suddenly one day.
God’s Trial could be thought of as a type of ‘mission’.
Though the varieties were numerous, they could be broadly divided into three categories.
Certain regions transforming into demon realms overrun with countless monsters.
Being transported to special locations to undergo trials.
Competing against players from various nations or different worlds.

‘If there’s one commonality, it’s that any trial is grueling.’

Regardless of the trial’s nature, countless casualties occur.
That’s how high the difficulty is. And God’s Trial possesses one defining characteristic that distinguishes it from the Lords’ challenges.

‘Failure results in penalties imposed upon the entire nation.’

This penalty grows more dangerous the more times one fails.
Repeated failures can trigger national catastrophes.
Entire nations have fallen because of this, which is why God’s Trial must be cleared no matter what cost is incurred.
And in competitive trials, victory is absolutely mandatory.

‘Then, when does God’s Trial actually end?’

No one knows.
I suppose it would end if the world itself were destroyed.
But that’s not a real answer.
The only thing we can infer is this.

[This world holds infinite possibility.]
[Prove that you can become the sole ‘existence’.]

That message alone.
It was the message that appeared when God’s Trial began. Everyone pondered what it meant, but no one could provide a satisfactory answer.
Han Yu-sung was no exception.

“Kakasha. Do you happen to know anything else about this?”
[Hmm? What are you asking about? I’m quite busy right now….]

Kakasha answered languidly.
Two days had passed since the Consecutive Victory Tournament ended. She had been spending her time in Han Yu-sung’s Studio Apartment, absorbing all the coins he had accumulated thus far.

“About the sole existence. Do you know what that means?”
[Ah, that. I don’t know what it is either. All I can tell you is that even the Lords are in the same boat.]
“In the same boat?”
[You know why the Lords gather coins, don’t you?]

Ascension.
The Lords possess almighty power, yet they do not occupy a unique position. Above them exist beings with even greater strength.
Gods, or entities that transcend even those gods.

[We are beings who proved our qualifications on our respective stars and became Lords. Back then, I heard such words. Ascend repeatedly and prove that you can become the sole existence… Hmm, my memory isn’t quite clear on this.]

Too many ages have passed for me to remember clearly.
Kakasha muttered and groaned to herself.

[What I can say with certainty is this: there exists some being that created the Lords and God’s Trial.]
“No one knows who that being is, though.”
[Indeed, we know only that such a being exists. Perhaps the gods, beings of higher order than us, might know… but.]

The Lords do not know.
After hearing Kakasha’s words, Han Yu-sung let out a soft chuckle.

“Maybe you’ll find out if you ascend.”
[Or perhaps you will ascend and discover it yourself. Well, either way, the odds of that happening anytime soon are slim.]

Kakasha laughed as if amused.
He was right. Either way, it was a story with no immediate prospects.
Han Yu-sung leaned his back against the wall and gazed out the window.

“By the way, I heard you declared war on Achiros first.”
[Suddenly bringing up… such a painful wound.]
“I’m curious about the reason. Why did you do it? Were you confident you could win?”
[No, I didn’t think the odds were very high. At best, thirty percent. I wagered everything on those thirty percent odds. The result… I’d rather not speak of it. It was a crushing defeat I’d rather not recall.]
“You declared war without even being confident you could win?”
[That was…]

Kakasha trailed off.
It seemed he was deliberating how to express himself.
As if struggling to articulate the feelings that dwelled within.
After a moment, he spoke.

[I thought he was dangerous.]
“Dangerous? What do you mean?”
[Achiros. If I didn’t break him now, if I didn’t do something about him… I felt as though I would be consumed.]
“In other words, you acted out of a sense of crisis.”
[Yes. Not just me, but the other Lords as well.]

Hearing this, Han Yu-sung was inwardly impressed.
It was an accurate judgment when considering the future Achiros would walk. After destroying Earth and gaining tremendous power, Achiros waged a war of conquest.
A war of conquest against countless Lords.

[Well, it seems it wasn’t a wrong judgment, was it?]
“It would have been, if you hadn’t failed.”
[Ugh…]

Han Yu-sung gazed at the Flame of War leaning against the wall.

“It was 1,000 coins, wasn’t it?”
[Hmm. With that much, I should be able to recover my strength for a time. You know what effects it possesses, yes?]
“I do.”

The Flame of War possessed useful effects.
If I utilized those effects well, I might be able to resolve the God’s Trial opening this time quite easily.
And if that happened.

‘I could obtain an enormous amount of rewards.’

Han Yu-sung waited for the trial to begin with his eyes closed.
There was no need to wait long.

A thunderous boom erupted.

An enormous sound reverberated from somewhere.
The noise of something massive falling.
At the same time, the ground trembled as if struck by an earthquake, and screams burst forth from all directions.
Simultaneously, everyone sensed it.
What this was a harbinger of.

[God’s Trial is opening.]
[This trial is competitive in nature. The nation that clears the trial fastest shall receive benefits, while the nation that fails shall receive penalties. Furthermore, direct intervention by the Star Lords is prohibited in this trial.]
[Participants will be randomly selected by nation.]
[Participants up to level 60 maximum will be selected….]

These were the harbinger phenomena that appeared when God’s Trial began.
Sometimes participants were selected randomly, and sometimes volunteers were recruited, but this time it was the former.
And Han Yu-sung knew.

[Han Yu-sung, you have been selected as a participant in God’s Trial.]
[You will be forcibly summoned to where God’s Trial opens.]
[This summons cannot be refused.]

That he would be participating in this trial.
It had been the same in my past life.
For reasons I couldn’t fathom, whenever a trial involved randomly selecting participants, I was always chosen.
It happened again this time.

[It has begun. Do you possess resolve, you?]
“Resolve?”

Kakasha’s demeanor was quite provocative.
Upon hearing those words, I let out a hollow laugh.
Light enveloped my body, and my form grew increasingly transparent.

“Of course I do.”

I had already experienced this trial before.
With that reply, my form vanished entirely.
Silence descended upon the now-empty room.

* * *

A thick darkness settled over an unknown Ruined City.
Not a single intact building remained—only ruins. The ground was littered with debris that had once been human.
Countless players materialized within the city.

“Gasp, gasp! No! Damn it, no! Why me?!”
“Kyaaaaaaah!”
“Curse it, I managed to avoid it last time…!”

Terrified players screamed in panic.
The extreme difficulty of God’s Trial was common knowledge.
Faced with mortal danger, their screams were inevitable.

“Sigh…”
“Damn it. For now, survival is the only objective.”

The more experienced players maintained their composure as best they could.
Of course, their numbers were extremely few.
Han Yu-sung stood among those handful of seasoned players.

‘A nostalgic landscape. I never thought I’d return here.’

I already knew where this was.
Han Yu-sung waited for the message that would soon appear.

[The Night of the Hunt begins.]

He waited for a message that would reveal what this trial was.
From not far away, the roar of a beast echoed.

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