The Crazy Battle God Has Returned - Chapter 309
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A Mad Swordsman Returns – Chapter 309
[The Wanderer, the Blood Demon has sent you an invitation.]
A crimson mass coalesced before Han Yu-sung’s eyes.
It was a sight he had witnessed countless times before.
Yet there was something different this time—the mass did not transform into a letter as it usually did.
Instead, it had become a portal wrought of blood.
[Ah, what a sticky-looking portal this is. The Blood Demon has such peculiar tastes… Why does he harbor such an obsession with blood?]
“That’s hardly something you should be saying.”
[I do not share his infatuation with blood!]
I simply have a passion for war.
Kakasha muttered her complaint under her breath. Han Yu-sung paid her discontent little mind and extended his hand toward the portal.
[Regrettably, it seems I cannot enter this time either. When you return, you must tell me what transpired in your conversation.]
“Very well. I’ll be waiting for your return.”
Han Yu-sung’s hand touched the portal.
In that instant, the white landscape dissolved away.
In its place came viscous blood.
Nothing else existed—only a space composed entirely of blood appeared before me.
And beyond it, the familiar Blood Dragon Throne came into view.
“A familiar sight indeed.”
The Difficult Realm I had participated in before—the Blood Dragon Throne.
After achieving victory in that Difficult Realm, I had told the Blood Demon that I would discuss my reward directly with him, and he had readily accepted the proposal.
And he had summoned me to this space.
If my memory of that time served me correctly, what would follow next was—
[The Blood Demon regards you.]
The Blood Demon had arrived.
A form composed of blood energy sat upon the Blood Dragon Throne.
It was the same as before. The Blood Demon had not descended directly—only a fragment of itself had been sent here.
But it seemed denser than last time.
And there was another difference.
‘The oppressive force isn’t as overwhelming as it was then.’
When I first encountered the Blood Demon, I had felt an aura unlike anything I’d experienced before. And it had pressed down upon me with tremendous force.
Now it was different. I still sensed formidable power emanating from the Blood Demon, but it was no longer at a level that would be difficult to resist.
Han Yu-sung closed his eyes.
Ssssssshhhhh—!
Dense demonic energy flowed from Han Yu-sung’s body.
Soon, demonic energy condensed to its limit enveloped his form, beginning to repel the blood energy that sought to crush him.
Witnessing this spectacle, interest flickered in the Blood Demon’s gaze.
[It seems you’ve gained much from this battlefield.]
“It was a place rich with gains. Both material and spiritual.”
I had obtained items and even strengthened my unique ability.
Beyond that, I had learned of something called ‘fragments’ and obtained the means to eliminate Dok-go Cheon and Helud.
From a single battlefield, I had gained considerably.
[What are your impressions of meeting Geomson’s Oath-taker? He should have possessed talent and power that rank among the finest of those bound by covenant.]
“He was formidable, certainly. Though not beyond my capacity to defeat.”
[That would be the case. Your growth is truly remarkable.]
The Blood Demon nodded matter-of-factly.
Dok-go Cheon was an Oath-taker of exceptional skill. Until recently, he had possessed power that surpassed Han Yu-sung.
Yet in that brief span, Han Yu-sung had surpassed Dok-go Cheon.
It was an unbelievable rate of growth.
[That one is among the Oath-takers Geomson holds dear. With his defeat, Geomson will certainly move in some manner.]
“It matters not. I will make my move first.”
[An intriguing response. Indeed….]
Blood Demon leaned back slowly against the Blood Dragon Throne.
For reasons I couldn’t fathom, I sensed both anticipation and ennui emanating from Blood Demon—contradictory emotions that somehow coexisted within him.
Eyes devoid of any feeling fixed their gaze upon me.
[You must have many questions for me. That is precisely why I summoned you here. Time is limited, so ask.]
“You’re saying you’ll answer all of my questions?”
[Within what is possible.]
I closed my eyes.
Countless doubts surfaced in my mind.
Among them, I chose to voice the lightest question—one I could resolve swiftly.
“You abandoned the Blood Cult. They were clinging to it, so I took them in. They regarded you as a god, yet you discarded them. Why?”
[Because I abandoned everything from my time as human. Though I retained some sense of responsibility for founding the sect, I left them the means to sustain themselves.]
“So it was the Blood Cult’s failure to squander those means, then.”
Blood Demon nodded instead of answering.
The teachings he left behind certainly remained within the Blood Cult. Yet as time passed and countless trials unfolded, those teachings were lost.
In the end, the Blood Cult crumbled into the pitiful state it now inhabits.
“I intend to make use of the Blood Cult you abandoned.”
[It matters not. If you claim to use it, then you shall become one of the War Covenant Users. That too is of no concern to me.]
“To revive the Blood Cult, I’ll need to recover what was lost. I require teachings to impart to the disciples.”
[You ask for martial techniques, then. Hmm….]
Blood Demon fell into contemplation.
But only briefly.
[Very well. Though it has fallen into a pitiful state compared to the past, if cultivated anew, it could become a formidable force. I shall grant your request.]
“I see.”
I had anticipated that Blood Demon would not refuse.
And indeed, he did not. Yet this very fact stirred doubt within me. Why was The Wanderer before me so favorable toward me?
It had been so from our first meeting. Blood Demon had taken interest in me and bestowed upon me many things of value.
Take the Blood Demon Sword I wielded constantly—it was one such gift.
‘Can this Wanderer truly be trusted?’
Han Yu-sung shook his head inwardly.
Kakasha, bound by contract, was trustworthy. Beyond the contract itself, there was trust built through their time together until now.
But the Blood Demon was different. An existence with no connection whatsoever, and no means to guarantee trust like a contract could provide.
That was why he had no choice but to ask this question.
“Why are you supporting me?”
[Before I answer that question, I need to go back a bit.]
The Blood Demon leaned against the Blood Dragon Throne with languid indifference as he posed a question.
[Do you know what a ‘Fragment’ is?]
“I don’t. However, I know it’s related to my unique ability. I also know that Dok-go Cheon and Helud possess Fragments.”
And there was one more thing.
Something I had become certain of through everything that had transpired so far.
“I can’t say for certain, but I also know this Fragment is connected to the legacies of the Nameless Heavenly Demon. I suspect it might be the master’s.”
[Hmm….]
The Blood Demon listened silently to Han Yu-sung’s answer.
Then he slowly nodded.
[Your unique ability, Godly Descent, is a Fragment of tremendous power. And as you know, that Fragment is not something only you possess. However….]
The Blood Demon slowly raised a finger.
That finger pointed directly at Han Yu-sung.
[Among them, you possess the mightiest Fragment. It is so vast that those who hold other Fragments cannot possibly compare.]
“What is the reason for that?”
[Is there a reason for a Fragment being large or small? But your Fragment, by its original nature, should never have become this powerful.]
“So originally it would have been a weak Fragment?”
The Blood Demon nodded.
[Earth, where the Trial only recently opened. Among the countless races in this universe, humanity is the weakest. The size of a Fragment that could dwell in such humans—surely there is no need to explain.]
“….”
Han Yu-sung recalled his past life.
Demon Possession had been a unique ability that granted me tremendous power. It endlessly strengthened me through combat, and it became the driving force that allowed me to overcome Lee Su-ho.
But.
‘Compared to the Demon Possession I wield now….’
The Demon Possession of my past life—or rather, Demon Devouring—was far too feeble.
Where did this transformation originate? Unlike my past life, why has my current Demon Possession blossomed with such potential, and why has it grown so formidable?
There was no question about it.
It was Han Yu-sung’s ‘Return’.
[The fragment you possess is too insignificant to catch the eyes of the Wanderers and myself. Yet for reasons none can comprehend, your fragment has grown, becoming the formidable piece it is now.]
“…I see.”
[You do not ask for reasons. Do you have a suspicion?]
A faint smile crossed the Blood Demon’s lips.
But he did not press further. The reason was unimportant.
What mattered was only the result.
[And your thoughts are correct. The fragment you possess and the legacy that the Wanderer and his Oath-takers seek share the same connecting thread.]
“What is that connecting thread?”
[….]
The Blood Demon did not answer.
To be precise, he could not answer.
Seeing this, Han Yu-sung, filled with certainty, answered instead.
“One whose very name is forbidden to speak?”
A deep smile spread across the Blood Demon’s lips.
That was his answer.
“…Who is this one whose name is forbidden to speak?”
[Is it not so because it cannot be spoken? A name that has been erased from existence itself, which no one can utter.]
“Erased. A sensation of being physically unable to speak, I see.”
Though I could not know who it was, the original name of the one whose name is forbidden to speak had been excised from the entire universe.
The Blood Demon remembered his existence but could not speak of it.
The other Wanderers would be the same.
‘Among the Wanderers, the Blood Demon possesses strength that ranks among the very few. An existence capable of binding even the Blood Demon to silence….’
An entity more powerful than the Lords themselves.
Only the Gods. But the Wanderer was said to be one who turned their back on the system.
An existence like the Blood Demon seemed unlikely to follow constraints imposed by the Gods.
Then.
[It could be something even higher than that.]
“That would be….”
As if reading Han Yu-sung’s thoughts.
The Blood Demon offered an answer to that doubt. The moment I heard that answer, one entity came to mind.
‘The existence that created the Lords and God’s Trial.’
There is a message that appears in the world when God’s Trial begins.
A message that manifests before every player’s eyes.
[This world holds possibility.]
[Prove that you can become the sole ‘existence’.]
Not long after my regression, I had a conversation with Kakasha.
At that time, Kakasha said this.
– We are those who proved our qualifications on our respective stars and became Lords. I heard such words back then. Through successive ascensions, prove that you can become the sole existence…. Hmm, I’m not entirely certain of the exact wording.
– What I can say with certainty is this: there exists some entity that created the Lords and God’s Trial.
No one knows who that existence is.
Even the Lords only know that such an entity exists. Perhaps the Gods, beings of higher order than the Lords, would know.
That’s what Kakasha said.
To put it differently.
‘The existence that created this entire system.’
God’s Trial, the Battlefield of Stars, the Lords, and the players.
There is a source that drove the entire universe into endless conflict. That source erased one existence and made it so their very name could not be spoken.
Having finished his thoughts, I gazed silently at the Blood Demon.
And the Blood Demon.
[….]
I nodded slowly.
As if my thoughts were correct.
Seeing that response, I closed my eyes. Still, countless questions swirled through my mind.
Among them, one remained unresolved.
“I must ask again. What is your reason for supporting me?”
The very first question I had posed.
And a mystery that still remained unanswered.
It was time to hear the answer to this question.
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