The Crazy Battle God Has Returned - Chapter 3

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A Mad Swordsman Returns – Chapter 3

[You have successfully defeated exceptional warriors.]
[You have satisfied the activation condition for the unique ability, ‘Swordmaster’s Descent’.]
[Additional rewards have been granted.]

Additional rewards.
The types of rewards given vary widely.
They might enhance the original reward that should have been given, grant items, increase stats, or otherwise.

[You have acquired the skill ‘Mana Burst (D)’.]
[You have acquired the skill ‘Iron Fist (D)’.]

Or they might grant skills as rewards.
Additional rewards are probabilistically adjusted based on equipped gear.
If wielding a sword, the probability of sword-related rewards increases; if using a bow, bow-related rewards become more likely.
Fighting barehanded raises the odds of combat-related rewards appearing.
Just like now.

[Mana Burst (D)]
· Classification: Active.
· Acquisition Requirement: Novice
· Releases mana when striking an opponent with your fist.
· Damage increases proportionally with mana stat.

[Iron Fist (D)]
· Classification: Passive.
· Acquisition Requirement: Novice.
· When equipped with melee weapons: Attack Power +15.
· When barehanded: Attack Power +30, ignores 10% of opponent’s defense.

Iron Fist is an exceptionally useful passive skill in the early game.
Attack power of 30 with 10% defense penetration.
It was the kind of effect you’d only see on Unique-grade weapons among early-game equipment.
Of course, its limitations are clear—it becomes useless once you progress past the early stages.
And Mana Burst is….

‘I never expected to obtain something like this.’

A skill paradoxical in nature—despite being a close-combat ability, damage scales with magical power.
It was designed for players transitioning into mages, but honestly, it would be better to just cast actual magic instead.
In other words, it was utterly useless.

“I’ve acquired a skill worth using.”

But for Han Yu-sung, it was different.
He possessed the War God’s buff, which elevated every stat including magical power.

‘Still, I didn’t expect bonus rewards.’

Han Yu-sung fell into contemplation as he observed the orc laborers.
Bonus rewards were granted only when special players or powerful boss monsters—trials deemed insurmountable at the current level—were overcome.
However, orc laborers weren’t classified as boss monsters.
Yet two bonus rewards had been bestowed. That meant…

‘There must have been named monsters mixed in.’

Among monsters, certain ones bore special designations.
Named monsters—creatures possessing strength exceeding ordinary monsters and wielding unique skills.
The War God treated such beings as boss monsters.

“How vicious. Mixing those into the tutorial?”

Whoever had constructed the Tutorial Tower clearly had no desire for anyone to clear Hell difficulty.
That only made me appreciate it more.
Named monsters appearing meant opportunities to claim additional rewards.

[Proceeding with the trial.]
[Second Monster: Lv.15 Lizardman x 3]

The corpses of the orc laborers dissipated like mist, and now lizardmen emerged.
Creatures with builds comparable to the orcs, elongated tails, and thick scales covering their entire bodies—a striking appearance.
They gripped spears dripping with blood.
Their eyes, gleaming with the frenzy of slaughter, fixed upon Han Yu-sung.

[Formidable foes at your current level.]
[The War God’s effect activates the buff, ‘Giant Slayer’.]
[All stats +7, Unarmed Damage +25%, Speed +15%.]

Han Yu-sung struck the ground first.
I felt the mana coursing through me—from my core to my shoulders, from my shoulders to my elbows, and finally from my elbows to my fingertips.
It was at that very moment the distance between me and the Lizardman collapsed.

“Whoosh! Roooaarrr!”

The Lizardman thrust his spear at me with a vicious swing.
But my movements were faster still.
Stamping the ground with tremendous force, I drew my fist—saturated with mana—back for the strike.
And then.

Boom!

“Huh?”

My fist, driven with all my strength, crashed into the Lizardman’s solar plexus.
At first, he felt no impact at all.
Despite the ferocity of the blow, it seemed almost harmless.
The moment the Lizardman tried to move—

Craaaaaash!

“Gah, ugh…!”

A beat too late, the mana erupted from his solar plexus, ravaging his entire body.

Crack!

Every bone in the Lizardman’s body shattered at once. Blood gushed from his mouth as he crumpled.
His thick scales meant nothing before my fist technique.

Splat!

My fist crushed his head in a single blow.

“Wh-what…?”
“Z-Zarkan… fell… in a single strike…!”

The lizardmen’s eyes, gleaming with murderous intent, were painted with shock.
Zarkan, an exceptional warrior, felled in a single strike. It was unbelievable.
Han Yu-sung brushed the blood from his hand and fixed his gaze upon the lizardmen.
A smile tinged with killing intent played at the corners of my lips.

“Come.”

A finger curled in provocation, beckoning them forward.
With the roars of terrified lizardmen, the battle erupted.

* * *

Within the Tutorial Tower, countless tutorials progressed simultaneously.
Some players succeeded in clearing their trials, others failed, and still others struggled desperately despite the odds being insurmountable.
And watching over these players were eyes—countless, observant eyes.

[Ah, that’s not how you do it… Ugh! How pathetic!]
[Was that the human you were interested in? To pay attention to trash that can’t even clear normal difficulty—your eyes have become worthless too, it seems.]
[Hmph, have you forgotten that the human you coveted was killed by a goblin?]

The bickering of street thugs in some back alley.
This was the commentary of the Star Lords observing the Tutorial Tower.
Lords of insufficient rank to forge contracts with players—those unable to match the caliber of greater lords. Thus, they watched over the Tutorial Tower, which most lords no longer bothered with, hoping to recruit even a single talented individual.

[Truly, nothing but garbage, every last one of them.]

Such was the reality of the lords gathered here.
One of them lamented loudly.
Though the words were directed at the players undergoing the tutorials, they somehow seemed to apply to themselves as well.

[While other lords sit idle and still accumulate coins by expanding their covenant holders, what are we doing here?]
[Silence. Do not lump me together with you.]
[Fool. What difference is there… wait?]

One of the eyes watching the tutorial narrowed.
It had witnessed something unexpected.

[Tsk, so someone’s foolish enough to challenge Hell difficulty.]
[It’s been a while. Such audacity born from ignorance. Another penniless fool will bite the dust.]
[Hell difficulty, which no one has ever conquered….]

The Star Lords clicked their tongues in disdain.
Hell difficulty was something even the most renowned players on Earth had failed to breach. There was no chance anyone could clear it.
Still, watching them struggle would at least provide some entertainment.
Their eyes turned toward the player attempting Hell difficulty.
And then.

[Hm?]
[This is… impossible….]

They gasped in disbelief at the incomprehensible sight.
A player shrouded in shadow, slaughtering orcs with bare hands.
And even dispatching lizardmen using skills.
It was entirely different from what the Star Lords had anticipated.

[Wasn’t that a skill just now?]
[A skill humans use. But is that even possible? Did they add some kind of step-by-step reward system to the Tutorial Tower?]
[No, I’ve never heard of anything like that.]
[Then….]

There was only one possibility.
The Star Lords fell silent in contemplation.

[An Unique Ability!]
[But, is such a Unique Ability even possible?]

No one could answer.
A Unique Ability related to combat?
Perhaps they’d acquired several related skills. The moment the Star Lords considered this, the shadow-veiled player equipped a necklace from an unknown source.
Despite items never dropping in the Tutorial Tower.

[They obtained an item?]
[…What in the world is happening?]

The lizardmen fell.
The monsters that appeared in the next stage also perished by the player’s hand.
Now only the final stage of Hell difficulty remained.

– KUOOOOOO!

Defeating the ogre.
The Star Lords watched the Tutorial Tower with bated breath.
Perhaps the odds were still slim, but.

[A human clearing Hell difficulty….]

Could such a thing truly come to pass?
Everyone harbored such thoughts.

* * *

[You have defeated exceptional foes. Additional rewards are granted!]
[You have obtained Warrior’s Necklace (Rare).]
[Strength increased by +2, Agility increased by +1.]

Han Yu-sung dismissed the messages before his eyes.
These were the rewards obtained after dispatching the lizardmen and the mixed group of lizardmen and orcs that appeared next.

[Warrior’s Necklace (Rare)]
· Slot: Necklace.
· Strength +1, Agility +1, Speed +5%.

It was not a remarkable item.
Rare-grade equipment options could hardly be considered exceptional. Yet for Han Yu-sung at this moment, the options were invaluable.
Especially considering the opponent that awaited him.

– KUOOOOOO!

At the piercing roar emanating from directly ahead, Han Yu-sung’s brow furrowed.

“Noisy bastard, no matter when we meet.”

A colossal giant towering four meters high.
A frame wrapped in thick, rippling muscle and arms as gnarled and solid as tree trunks. In those massive hands, he gripped a club.

[This is the final trial. Defeat the boss monster.]
[Final Monster: Lv.25 Ogre]

The green-skinned ogre fixed its gaze upon me.
Its single eye gleamed with ravenous hunger.
I laughed bitterly.
A level 25 ogre—at least they had some mercy.

“Human! Crush! Devour! Obliterate!”
“Just as I expected. Stupid brute.”

Crash!

The enraged ogre brought its club crashing down, and the earth crumpled beneath the impact in an instant.
Power that matched its monstrous frame—overwhelming and absolute.
There was no chance of victory in a direct clash.

‘Not that I intended to fight head-on anyway.’

I had never planned to do so.
I would exploit its weaknesses with ruthless precision.
I knew the ogre’s vulnerabilities far too well. I drew a sharp breath and clenched my fists.
A scorching heat rose from deep within.

[At your current level, victory against this opponent is impossible.]
[The effect of Godly Descent activates the buff: ‘Giant Slayer’.]
[All stats +10, fist damage +25%, speed +20%.]

The buff activated.
Yet against the ogre’s raw strength, it was woefully insufficient.
My willpower stat was too low, and this buff only granted the bare minimum strength needed to contend with my opponent.
But it didn’t matter.

“Roooaaarrr!”

I had always fought in situations like this.

Crash! Crash! Crash! Crash!

The ogre thundered forward, shaking the earth beneath its feet.
Its club, gripped with all its might, cleaved through the air in an attempt to crush Han Yu-sung.
So then, what was the ogre’s weakness?

Boom!

The club came down hard against the ground.
The earth trembled as if an earthquake had struck.
The ogre tilted its head, staring at its club. It felt no sensation of bone and flesh being crushed in its grip.
Instead.

“Kuuuuh?”

Pain erupted from its knee.
Something heavy had struck and passed through its knee with brutal force.
The ogre slowly turned its gaze, surveying its surroundings.
And in that very instant, it realized Han Yu-sung had already moved behind it.

‘First weakness: it’s slow.’

The ogre possessed overwhelming mass and tremendous strength.
In exchange, it had sacrificed speed. Some high-level ogres could move quickly, but this one was not among them.
I lowered my body almost to the ground, nearly prostrate.

Whoosh!

The club whistled past my head.
My body slid across the earth like water. Closing in on the ogre, I drove my fist forward while driving my heel strike into its knee.
The ogre’s face contorted in rage as it brought its palm down with all its force.

“Insignificant insect! Kuaaaaa!”

The ground split open, and stone fragments scattered like bullets in all directions.
Those shards pierced my body. Bleeding, I retreated. Its outstretched left hand grasped at empty air.
I pushed off the ground and closed the distance to the ogre once more.

‘And the second weakness.’

Mana surges through my body.
I clench my fist.
My eyes lock onto the ogre’s right knee—already struck twice by my leg strikes.

‘The knee joint is weak.’

Crack!

A third leg strike crashes down upon the ogre’s knee.
It roars in fury, lifting its left leg high—intent on crushing me as I dart away like a fleeing insect.
And in that very moment.

Snap!

“Ugh… wh-what?”

The ogre’s vision tilts sharply.
Simultaneously, the sickening sound of bone fracturing echoes through the air.
Its right knee bends backward unnaturally, and the massive body collapses like a toppling monument.
The relentless leg strikes had shattered its kneecap.

“Grraaah, GRRAAAHHH?!”

Ogres are born with weak knees—a consequence of their immense bulk and weight.
I had exploited that weakness with relentless precision. The creature sprawled on the ground, shrieking in agony, as I charged forward.

“Y-you human! My knee! Don’t… don’t come closer!”

I dash across the ogre’s body.
It swings its arms frantically to block my advance, one strike after another.
The pressure from each swing is tremendous. I manage to evade, but the danger remains.
A single touch from those hands would pulverize my body in an instant.

“Haha!”

I laugh at the exhilaration of it all.
I have always stood upon that razor’s edge.
No matter how favorable the circumstances, one misstep plunges me into the realm of death itself.
And I…

Crack-crack-crack!

“Kuaaaaaagh?!”

I had always seized life through my own hands.
Han Yu-sung’s fist came crashing down upon the ogre’s single eye.
A horrific scream tore through the air, and the sensation of pulverized flesh transmitted through his knuckles.
The ogre’s third weakness—its eye.
No matter how formidable a creature, one cannot condition their eyes to such extremes.

“M-my eye! My eeeye! I can’t—I can’t see anything!”

A one-eyed ogre was all the more vulnerable.
The ogre writhed in agony, clutching at its face, while Han Yu-sung stood atop its head, breathing heavily. His mana reserves were nearly depleted.
I poured every remaining drop of mana into my fist.
Every last shred of it.

“W-wait! Stop! Please, stop! I’m begging you!”

Though blind, the ogre could sense it—the killing intent.
A thick, suffocating murderous aura radiated from the human before it.
And it knew that intent would soon engulf it, that death would follow.
That terror shattered the ogre’s will.

“H-human! P-please! I don’t want to die…!”

In the next instant, my foot came down with devastating force upon the ogre’s skull.
Mana surged inward, flooding through its cranium.
But it wasn’t enough to finish it. There was only one option left—to keep attacking until death claimed it.

Thud, crack!

The sound of flesh and bone colliding erupted repeatedly.

“S-stop…”

It was pure, unadulterated violence.
Unable to endure further, the ogre curled into itself—a futile struggle to evade the onslaught, even as it knew the gesture was meaningless.
Witnessing this, the smile faded from Han Yu-sung’s lips.

“Tsk, how tedious.”

Crack!

My fist slammed into the ogre, and its body went limp.
Its head was completely shattered—it was dead.
Even a formidable ogre had no means of resistance once deprived of sight and mobility.
It lost its life to my one-sided assault.

“Just a brute with size. The lizardmen would have been more worthwhile.”

I muttered this while shaking the blood from my knuckles.
The lizardmen were equally terrified, but unlike the ogre that had abandoned the fight, they never lost their will to battle until the very end.
They were far more satisfying as opponents.
The tension persisted throughout.

[Demon of Slaughter.]

That was my epithet from my previous life.
A malevolent spirit that hunted for battle like a madman—that was the meaning behind the name. A lunatic who fought without distinguishing between ally and enemy.
The claim that I couldn’t tell friend from foe was a misunderstanding.
I had never attacked my own forces except for Achiros’s lackeys.

‘But being mad… that’s hard to deny.’

I was obsessed with battles against the strong.
Part of it was to grow stronger through the Demon God’s power, and part of it was simply enjoying combat itself with formidable opponents.
To be more precise.

‘Battles where lives hang in the balance.’

I savored the extreme tension that arose from such encounters.
I always faced the strong from a position of disadvantage.
A situation where a single mistake meant death—truly an extreme circumstance.
The tension born from it, and the sense of accomplishment when I overcame that situation and crushed my opponent.
Those were what I enjoyed most.

‘Was I always like this? I don’t think so…’

Before obtaining the Demon God’s Blade—no, before becoming a Demon God—I thought I was just an ordinary person.
It seems I naturally developed this temperament while trying to utilize my unique ability.
Or perhaps I always possessed this nature but never realized it until I obtained the Demon God’s Blade and awakened to the truth.

“Well, either way, it doesn’t matter.”

What mattered now was something else entirely.
Han Yu-sung lifted his head.

[Congratulations! You have successfully cleared the Tutorial Tower.]
[You are the first to clear Hell difficulty. This is an Achievement no one has ever accomplished. You will receive a reward befitting this feat!]
[Please check your reward!]

A message materialized before my eyes.
The reward contained within it was more important than anything else.
A dark smile spread across Han Yu-sung’s lips.

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