The Crazy Battle God Has Returned - Chapter 300

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A Mad Swordsman Returns – Chapter 300

The Star of Struggle, located within the Battlefield of Stars, is not a fair arena.
Though items are restricted from use, making it appear equitable at first glance, the reality is far from balanced.
Players retain unlimited access to their skills.
Every participant in this Battlefield knew this truth.

‘How could I not know? This isn’t my first time on the Battlefield of Stars.’

The players gathered here had all reached Diamond rank, making them seasoned veterans who had weathered countless trials.
Because of this, they rarely expressed surprise at anything, and regardless of what crisis emerged, they maintained their composure and sought solutions.

“Ugh, uaaaaaahhh!”
“Hack! Gack, ugh… this is insane…!”

Or so it should have been.
Kedrim, the Dark Elf, stared blankly at the scene unfolding before him.
Countless monsters and players were being swept away mercilessly.

“How… how is a human capable of such power!”

Not against multiple foes, but against a single human.
Kedrim’s eyes widened. When you participate in the Battlefield of Stars at Diamond rank, certain faces naturally become familiar.
Those renowned for exceptional talent among the Diamonds, or those with similar dispositions whom you frequently encounter on the same battlefields.

‘Those people… falling so easily…’

Among them were several he had clashed with before.
All of them were formidable opponents.
Even Kedrim, praised for his exceptional talent among Dark Elves, had been unable to defeat some of them, suffering humiliating defeats.
Every single one of them.

Whoooooosh!

Was being devastated by the human wreathed in blood wind.
An endless torrent of blood wind. Simultaneously, blood lightning descended from the heavens. The players desperately counterattacked to survive.
Their counterattacks were not without merit. Possessing formidable skills themselves, their strikes inflicted meaningful damage upon the human.
Yet ultimately, it proved meaningless.

Shiiiiiii—!

“…!”

No matter how grievously I wounded these humans,
they regenerated flawlessly within moments.
The Players stared in disbelief at such impossible regeneration before collapsing helplessly.
When the endless crimson tempest finally ceased its assault,

“Ugh, cough…!”

Only one human remained on the Battlefield—Han Yu-sung.
And Kedrim, who now had to face him.
Kedrim clenched his teeth, tension and dread coiling through him as he drew forth black mana.
The mana enveloped his body, warping his form.
Less a Dark Elf now than a grotesque, savage beast.

—Roooaaaaarrr!

Kedrim charged forward with a roar.
He closed the distance at a speed beyond mortal perception,
and in the very next instant.

Crackle-crackle-crackle!

His entire body shredded to ribbons, he vanished without a trace.
Kedrim’s eyes remained wide with disbelief until his final moment—he had never even perceived the attack coming.
What had happened? Why was he dying?
Unable to comprehend the reason, Kedrim departed the Battlefield.

“Diamond rank doesn’t make much difference after all.”

I brushed the blood from my hand.
Of course, compared to Platinum-ranked Players, they posed more of a challenge.
Back then, there were scarcely any enemies capable of wounding me.
Now that their levels had risen, I found myself taking damage more frequently.
As long as the Blood Heaven Return existed, it hardly mattered.

[Unique Quest completed.]
[Objective: Monsters 100/100, Players 10/10 eliminated.]
[You receive 50 Spirit of Struggle as a reward, and 1 random Mythic-grade item has been unlocked and automatically granted.]

A welcome message appeared.
I couldn’t gauge what 50 Spirit of Struggle truly meant, so I didn’t feel its impact directly. Besides, that wasn’t what mattered most.
What mattered was that an item had been unlocked.

[Crimson Flame Blood Soul Arena (Mythic) has been unlocked!]

“The item I wanted most has appeared.”

Since I couldn’t use the Blood Demon’s Path, the item that had just been unlocked was the most suitable for situations where I had to face multiple enemies.
Han Yu-sung immediately equipped the Blood Soul Arena that had fallen from the air.
Then he lifted his gaze toward the ‘chest’ that lay beyond.

[Monster Camp, Red Orc Settlement has been destroyed.]
[You can now claim the camp’s item rewards.]

Han Yu-sung was currently at a Monster Camp.
A place where monsters gathered. Destroying such a Monster Camp granted items usable only on the Star of Struggle.
Han Yu-sung opened the chest.

[Sharp Blade (Rare) has been obtained!]
[Wind-Blessed Boots (Rare) have been obtained!]

[Sharp Blade (Rare)]
· Slot: Weapon.
· Attack Power: 250.
· A weapon usable only on the Star Battlefield. Can be used directly or fused with unlocked items.
· When fused with an unlocked item, grants that item ‘Attack Power +20% and Attack Speed +10%’ effects.

[Wind-Blessed Boots (Rare)]
· Slot: Footwear.
· Defense: 110.
· Movement Speed +10%, ‘Instant Acceleration’ usable.
· Boots usable only on the Star Battlefield. Can be used directly or fused with unlocked items.
· When fused with an unlocked item, grants that item ‘Movement Speed +20%, Instant Acceleration’ effects.

Compared to the items Han Yu-sung possessed, these were trivial things.
It was only natural, given they were ‘Rare’ grade items. Had this been anywhere but here, I wouldn’t have bothered picking them up.
But did that mean such items were useless?
Not necessarily.

“They could be worthwhile if I use them for fusion.”

If I fused the ‘Sharp Sword’ with the ‘Blood Soul Arena’, I could grant it effects of Attack Power +20% and Attack Speed +10%.
A considerable boost. Since these were Rare grade items, higher-grade items would surely provide even better effects.

‘Separate from unlocking, I should gather some good items as well.’

I now had a reason to actively conquer the Monster Camp.
And there were Quests too, I was told. Completing them would likely grant me fighting spirit, item unlocks, and perhaps additional item rewards.

‘First, let me confirm the geography of the surroundings.’

The Monster Camp where Han Yu-sung stood was located on elevated terrain.
Coming here first was precisely to reach the highest point in the area and survey my surroundings.
And one more thing.

‘I need to check if there are enemies I should be wary of.’

I had no intention of being careless.
In this event, I had to secure a decisive victory.
For that, I needed to identify formidable opponents who might become obstacles beforehand.
Han Yu-sung kicked off the ground and reached the highest elevation.

Boom!

– Roaaaar!
– Damn it, enemies surround us on all sides!

Fierce battles erupted across the Star of Struggle.
With so many participants, combat never ceased.
Han Yu-sung expanded his senses to identify the formidable opponents in the vicinity.

‘In this immediate area, there are about three enemies I need to be cautious of?’

Two presences seemed to possess considerable power.
And among them, there existed one aura that surpassed even those two.
Han Yu-sung shifted his gaze to follow the presence he sensed.

Rumble, rumble, rumble…!
– Trees, trees! How do we handle this many?!
– Spirits! The spirits are moving with them too!

Across the sprawling Forest.
The densely packed trees rose from the ground in unison.
Imbued with life by some force, the animated trees shrieked with otherworldly cries and began their assault on the players scattered throughout the area.
But that wasn’t all. Countless luminous spirits materialized, aiding the trees in systematically eliminating their master’s enemies.

“Hmm, a High Elf, then. A troublesome race indeed…”

At the center of it all stood what appeared to be a male High Elf.
A superior race incomparable to ordinary elves in terms of power.
Wielding formidable spirit magic and sorcery while simultaneously possessing exceptional physical prowess, they were a race one could reasonably call flawless.

[He is one called Taronier. A High Elf quite active in external affairs, famous even among the Lords.]
“So you’re back? Did you finish gathering intelligence?”
[Aye, I’ve gathered most of what was needed.]

Kakasha, who had been silent for some time, suddenly spoke up.
He had departed to collect information about the players participating in this event and had now returned.
Fortunately, it seemed his efforts had borne fruit.
Taronier. I committed the name to memory while surveying my surroundings.

[Do you see any enemies worth noting? If you do, tell me. I can explain who they are.]
“What about that demon?”

An impressive adversary caught my attention.
A demon wielding hellfire. With a single gesture, nearby players burned helplessly and vanished without trace.
From those who perished this way, a dark aura erupted and settled into the demon, amplifying its power.

[A demon by the name of Helud. Once obscure, he recently obtained the rank of Count through exceptional prowess. The peculiar thing is that his contracted Lord remains unknown.]
“I see…”
[What troubles you?]

Han Yu-sung gazed at Helud for a long time.
He felt something strange, difficult to put into words.
It was a different sensation from what he had felt when observing Taronier moments ago.
What could he call this feeling of his heart responding of its own accord?

‘Wariness? No, is it hostility?’

No, something deeper than his heart was reacting—something far more profound.
It was Han Yu-sung’s unique ability: the Divine Warrior.
It was wary of that demon, hostile toward him.

[Does this demon called Helud trouble you? You’ve been staring at him for quite some time. He is certainly a formidable opponent, but…]
“No, there’s just something that bothers me.”

Han Yu-sung decided to ignore the emotions emanating from the Divine Warrior for now.
The last remaining presence was the one wielding the most powerful force.

– Kaaaaaaaaa!
– This isn’t the time for us to fight each other! Kill that bastard first!
– If we could just kill that one first…

Countless enemies surged toward a single point.
Standing there was a man in tattered clothing.
He sneered at the enemies converging upon him while gripping his sword.

Kwaaaaaaaaaaa!

Countless waves erupted from the man as their epicenter.
No—they were not waves. Innumerable sword qi converged together, creating the appearance of a colossal surge.
That wave crashed into the approaching enemies like a tidal flood.
In the very next instant.

– Kraaaaaaack!

Agonized screams filled the Battlefield.
The enemies caught in that tremendous wave were mercilessly cleaved by the sword qi, vanishing from the Battlefield without a trace.
Witnessing this spectacle, Kakasha let out a soft exclamation.

[Hmm, the author is….]
“I know. Wasn’t it Dok-go Cheon?”

Dok-go Cheon.
A name that lingered in my memory. For a name to remain in Han Yu-sung’s memory meant this player had left a significant mark in my previous life.
Especially if they were a player from the Murim rather than from Earth.
Han Yu-sung sifted through my recollections.

“Alliance Master. In my previous life, he probably became the master of the Martial Arts Alliance.”
[Hmm, that suggests he possessed exceptional talent.]
“That’s what I’d say. I remember him, after all.”

A smile bloomed at the corners of my mouth as I observed Dok-go Cheon.
Was it because I could face a formidable opponent worthy of my memory?
Kakasha thought so. Of course, there was some truth to that.
But the real reason I was smiling now ran deeper.

“Fascinating.”

Just as I had with Helud moments before.
The “Divine Spirit” within my core was responding powerfully.
To none other than Dok-go Cheon.

[On that battlefield, you will find what you seek.]

It was no empty promise.
Han Yu-sung reflected on the Blood Demon’s words and understood.

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