The Crazy Battle God Has Returned - Chapter 273

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A Mad Swordsman Returns – Chapter 273

Achiros, the Lord of Justice, observed in solitude.
Was the Lord of the Dead truly so weak as to fall to the Lord of War?
No. According to Achiros’s calculations, while the Lord of the Dead would be pressed in a direct confrontation between Lords, they would secure victory in the Holy War and reset the conflict to its starting point.

[The disparity in stature as Lords should have been overwhelming.]

The Lord of War possessed exceptional Oath-takers.
Han Yu-sung—a human whose existence defied belief, an anomalous player beyond standard classification.
And Kaldrex, who was originally destined to become the Star Lord, along with the Draken Race itself.
With such forces at their command, the Lord of War inevitably demonstrated superiority in direct combat between Lords.
But that was separate from the Holy War.

[The essence of the Holy War lay in combat between Lords. In a battle where transcendents wagered their very existence, there was no room for Oath-takers to intervene….]

Should they attempt to interfere, even the mightiest Oath-taker would simply dissipate.
They could exert no influence whatsoever on the battle. Lords were beings of such overwhelming power. Especially if they were Lords bearing a legendary epithet.
That was why I believed the Lord of the Dead would emerge victorious.
Yet the outcome proved the complete opposite. The Lord of War achieved a crushing victory, and the defeated Lord of the Dead crumbled pathetically before vanishing entirely.

[An anomaly had occurred.]

The crucial matter was not that an anomaly had transpired.
‘Why’ had the anomaly occurred? That reason held paramount importance.
The Lord of War could not defeat the Lord of the Dead. While possessing a matchup advantage, the disparity in power was too vast to bridge through such advantage alone.
Yet they lost regardless.

[…There is only one thread worth pulling.]

My recent predictions had frequently proven inaccurate.
Most of them involved the Lord of War.
Then, what was the primary cause that had led these predictions astray?
Without question, it was Han Yu-sung.
It was reasonable to assume that he had orchestrated something once more.

[….]

Achiros raised his hand in silence.
Immediately, winged beings materialized before him without a sound.

[Find the place where the Lord of War and the Lord of the Dead waged their holy war. Seek out the remnants left behind, gather the memories, and bring them to me.]
“As you command, my Lord.”

The winged beings bowed their heads and vanished in an instant.
As silently as they had appeared.
Left alone, Achiros gazed up at the sky.

[There is no possibility I would fall to the Lord of War in a holy war.]

I was confident in this assertion.
But what if this were a war between Lords? What if it became a Battlefield where the Oath-takers served as the primary combatants—could I secure victory then?
The answer to that question did not come easily.

[How irritating…]

The Lord of War, who should have fallen into ruin and oblivion.
And Han Yu-sung, the human who had elevated him to this very position.
These insignificant beings had become thorns, pricking at me relentlessly.
In a most vexing manner at that.

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The long and arduous war with the Lord of the Dead had ended.
What changes would the fall of such a mighty Lord bring forth?
Many moved busily to prepare for those coming transformations.
And amidst the waves of such change.

“It feels like it’s been ages since I’ve rested like this.”

Han Yu-sung was taking his ease.
This time, I wished to be disturbed by no one, so I rested in the Realm of War, where none would seek me out.
The tranquil Realm was an ideal place for respite.
The only minor complaint was that it grew rather warm.

“Kakasha! Can you do something about this heat? I can’t even rest!”
[Screech! Do you think my Sanctuary of the Dead is a resort?! Eeeek! I’m busy! Stop bothering me with pointless chatter!]
“What could possibly be so urgent?”

Kakasha’s response was remarkably irritable.
Not without reason. Kakasha was genuinely swamped—consolidating the Sanctuaries was consuming all her attention.
That’s why the Realm of War stood empty.

Rumble, rumble, rumble! Boom! Crash!

[Like this, hmm. I don’t like it. Move it here…!]
“Feels like resting in the middle of a construction site.”

Kakasha’s hands moved frantically. With each gesture, chunks of earth—large and small—adhered to the edges of the Realm of War before falling away.
Beyond them loomed the colossal Sanctuary of the Dead.
The source of the earthen fragments now clinging to the Realm of War.

“You’re planning to merge all of this? The Sanctuary will become enormous.”
[I won’t be able to merge everything. If the Sanctuary grows too large, maintenance costs will balloon unnecessarily. I’ll have to trim some parts…!]
“Hmm, quite reasonable.”

I’d noticed recently that the Lord was deeply concerned with ‘efficiency.’
More precisely, efficiency related to Coins. If the return didn’t justify the investment, she’d cut it without hesitation.

[Because I’m bound by Coins…]

Kakasha muttered dejectedly.

“So, what about the spoils from this battle? There was that crown the Lord of the Dead left behind, wasn’t there?”
[Hmm. The crown still carries that wretch’s power. Naturally, I’ll absorb it. It will become considerable strength. And if I absorb the Coins obtained from liquidating the Dead Lord’s assets on top of that!]
“Will you regain the power of your prime?”
[That seems impossible.]
“No matter how many Coins you devour, it’s never enough for you.”

Ugh!

Kakasha fell silent, unable to respond.
Put bluntly, she was a Coin-devouring beast. Put kindly, it meant Kakasha at her peak had been an extraordinarily powerful Lord.
And.

“So you’re saying Achiros is strong enough to defeat even you.”
[Sadly, that would be an accurate assessment.]

A Lord whom even the Lord of the Dead hesitated to challenge.
That was Achiros, the Lord of Justice. I had eliminated Lee Su-ho, who would have become his Apostle in the future, but he was merely an Oath-taker after all.
It bore no relation to the Lord’s own power.

[If we could draw this into a Holy War between Oath-takers, there would be a way forward. After all, we have you, do we not? Of course, if he exerts his full strength, it would be extraordinarily difficult….]
“The problem is the ‘Holy War,’ then.”
[Precisely. You still remember it, do you not? That monster’s form, overwhelming and crushing my former self in her prime….]

Kakasha’s body trembled.
If I utilized Reverse Heaven and Shatter Heaven like I did against the Lord of the Dead, could I win?
Hearing those words, Kakasha shook his head.

[You could inflict damage, certainly. But Achiros would recover swiftly and launch a counterattack. More importantly, it would only be possible if he truly remains ignorant of your techniques.]
“Unless he’s a fool, he wouldn’t be unaware.”
[Hmm. He may not know the exact nature of your techniques, but he would certainly suspect you accomplished something during the Holy War. He will undoubtedly prepare defenses.]

Using Reverse Heaven and Shatter Heaven effectively would be difficult.
Then the path forward was simple.

“I have no choice but to accumulate more power.”
[You will need to cultivate a ‘new strength’ that Achiros cannot anticipate. Whether it be you or my former self….]

The Lord of the Dead had not been an easy opponent either.
Han Yu-sung examined his own body. Dark blemishes had surfaced across various parts of his physique—wounds left by the Lord of the Dead’s authority.
This was also why he rested here. Kakasha had aided him, but the wounds refused to heal as readily as he’d hoped.

‘The Lord of Justice would inflict something far more severe.’

So I needed strength.
There was only one method to accumulate it.
Han Yu-sung withdrew a single blade from the Subspace.
It was the Black Sword, enveloped in a cocoon of formidable demonic energy.

[The Black Sword has absorbed the blood of a Transcendent.]
[The blade is preparing to ascend to a higher dimension….]

I thought I’d rank up immediately, but it seemed I needed more time.
Once preparations were complete, I’d likely advance to the ‘Eternity’ grade.
I needed to collect more items related to demonic energy, just like this black sword.
Especially if I wanted to obtain the skills contained in the 【Nameless Record】.
And perhaps I should count this as fortunate.

[Ruler of the Dead, a transcendent who commanded countless Battlefields. You have brought down the Lord of the Dead. You have achieved a great Achievement that no other player has ever accomplished!]
[You have satisfied the activation condition for the unique ability ‘Godly Descent’.]
[A special effect will be added to items created by the ‘Eye of Omniscience’.]
[A special space will be created exclusively for you in the next Trial that opens. That space conceals powerful rewards. But be warned. Others may steal those rewards.]
[Additionally, Slayer Power increases by 800,000!]

A reward that seemed connected to that had arrived at just the right moment.
The special demonic energy that Han Yu-sung uses is connected to Godly Descent in some way. This special space appeared as a reward for that Godly Descent.
I felt certain it would be related to demonic energy.

[So the next Trial that opens will be important, then.]
“That’s how it will be. And it’ll be important not to let the rewards be stolen.”

Regardless, since these were rewards obtained from bringing down the Lord of the Dead, something extraordinary must be waiting.
There was no way I could let such rewards be taken by someone else.

[Still, it’s remarkable. A single ‘unique ability’ doesn’t create a Difficult Realm, but rather creates a special space within a Trial… that’s…]
“It’s unprecedented.”
[Hmm. Even I have never seen a reward like this.]

Trials are the domain of ‘gods’ and beings even higher than that.
Only they can be involved. What the Lords can do is intervene within permitted levels or offer the stage of a Trial.
The unique ability ‘Godly Descent’ had involved itself in such a Trial.
It wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say it had altered it.

“Well, I’ll know once I go there.”

The Trial would open soon.
The Golden War had replaced the Trial, creating an unexpected variable, but it wasn’t one I couldn’t handle.
Once the Trial began, I would know what to do.
Han Yu-sung stretched greatly.
At that moment, certain fragments fell from his Subspace.

[What are those?]
“Ah, right. I’d forgotten about them.”
[Item fragments? Why would you carry around such pathetic broken scraps? Hand them over. I’ll incinerate them for you.]
“Do you have any idea what trash this is? Can’t you tell just by looking?”
[Huh? Uh… what?]

Kakasha stared intently at the fragments Han Yu-sung offered.
Her eyes widened dramatically.

[These are fragments of Eternity Items! Have you lost your mind? Such a wasteful act! Why would you shatter a perfectly intact item?]
“I didn’t shatter anything. The Lord of the Dead did. It seems he tampered with the items he entrusted to the Apostles.”
[That fool remains useless even in his downfall.]

Kakasha clicked her tongue.
He should have accepted his ruin gracefully. Yet she sensed a twisted stubbornness—a refusal to surrender valuable items even as he fell.

[Hmm, entrust them to me. Though they’re broken, with this many fragments… I believe I can reconstruct one complete item.]
“Good thinking, collecting them all.”

It seemed I would obtain another respectable Eternity Item.
Han Yu-sung nodded with satisfaction.
Then, as Kakasha carefully gathered the fragments, she suddenly clapped her hands.

[Oh! I nearly forgot myself!]
“Forgot what?”

Kakasha hastily reached into the Subspace and rummaged through it.
An unknown fragment suddenly tumbled out.

[Look at this! The Lord of the Dead possessed it!]
“What’s with all the fuss over—”

Han Yu-sung tilted his head curiously as he examined the fragment.
But his expression shifted instantly to shock.
It could not have been otherwise.

[Fragment of the World.]
· A fragment of an item once classified as ‘World’ grade. Though only shards remain, an immense power still radiates from it.
· Should you gather the destroyed pieces or create new fragments through a special opportunity, it may be restored to its original form.

Among all items, it was the highest grade—one so rare that only a handful existed across the entire universe, and even the mighty Lords seldom possessed such a thing.
It was a fragment of a ‘World’-grade item, after all.

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