The Crazy Battle God Has Returned - Chapter 318

—————

This chapter was translated by Lunox Novels. To support us and help keep this series going, visit our website: LunoxScans.com

—————

A Mad Swordsman Returns – Chapter 318

【Veil of Pleasure】.
The power contained within the mask given by the Lord of Pleasure.
A formidable effect that blocks external perception while simultaneously preventing entry.
The “perception” in question referred to Transcendents.
It meant blocking intervention from the Lords or The Wanderer.
Naturally.

[The Lord of Pleasure’s laughter grows increasingly distant….]
[【Veil of Pleasure】 has 4 minutes remaining.]

Such an effect couldn’t possibly last long.
The duration of the 【Veil of Pleasure】 was merely five minutes. Within that brief window, I had to eliminate the enemies inside.
And this effect applied to Han Yu-sung as well.

‘So I truly won’t be able to perceive myself either.’

I could no longer sense Kakasha’s presence, who always followed at my side.
By now, she was likely waiting anxiously outside.
The fortunate part was that wielding her power posed no problem.
That was sufficient.

Whoosh!

“Ugh, kh…!”

Helud, facing Han Yu-sung, widened his eyes.
An immense power emanated from the spear grasped in that man’s hand.
Was it an Eternity-grade item? No, it transcended that level.
From that item, he sensed the aura of a mighty Transcendent.
It was a Sacred Relic.

‘S-rank? Could it possibly be a Sacred Relic of even higher grade…!’

An SS-grade sacred artifact.
Could I stand against it?
To oppose that sacred artifact, I would need to possess one of equal caliber myself.
The problem was that I couldn’t rely on Salseong’s assistance.
Beyond that point, Han Yu-sung was drawing closer.

“Ugh… aaaaaaaah!”

Helud convulsed, unleashing terror-flame in a violent torrent.
The entire area was engulfed in terror-flame. The flames transformed into countless serpents that shot toward Han Yu-sung in unison.
But they never reached him.

Whoooosh!

“What, what is this…!”

They had all been absorbed before that.
An S-grade sacred artifact—the Flames of War.
The blade extended by Han Yu-sung greedily devoured the terror-flame that Helud had summoned.
And then.

Booooom!

Using it as fuel, the Terror-Flame of War erupted forth.
It was terror-flame of incomparable magnitude compared to what Helud had conjured.
He desperately defended against the descending inferno with alarm, but.
Han Yu-sung’s assault was far from over.

‘This is dangerous.’

A blade that cleaved the heavens.
Then a ‘Demon Star’ materialized, formed by condensing blood-qi to its absolute limit, and immediately plummeted toward Helud.
Simultaneously, the earth was torn asunder, and through the fissure, countless annihilation-light surged forth, attempting to consume Helud.

‘At this rate…!’

would surely fall.
Berias’s figure entered the corner of my vision.
A pathetic end unbecoming of a Demon Realm count.
For a moment, that sight felt like a reflection of my own fate.

“Krraaaaaaagh!”

From sky and earth.
Attacks poured down from all directions, mercilessly overwhelming me.
I desperately tried to block them, but complete defense was impossible.
All I could manage was to stop the attacks that would prove fatal.

‘I must break free from this situation.’

But how?
I watched Han Yu-sung push off the ground, my mind racing urgently.
My terror flames had no effect on this human.
For someone like me whose primary ability revolved around terror flames, he was the worst possible matchup.
While the power stemming from the Lord of War certainly played a role, this man possessed an inherent resistance to flame of remarkable caliber.
A resistance so formidable that even my inferno could not easily penetrate it.

‘I cannot win with terror flames. Then….’

I would have to resort to another method.
I deflected the rushing blade with terror flames, but a sword aura I failed to block carved a deep wound across my arm.
There was exactly one method available to me in this situation.

‘…The Legacy and the Sacred Relic.’

I possessed a Legacy obtained by following Salseong’s guidance.
It was a Legacy with remarkable effects, but I had not favored using it.
It was not well-suited to me, and the risks were substantial.
And there was a Sacred Relic that Salseong had given me to use alongside it.
He had given it to me to use whenever I encountered an opponent immune to terror flames.

“Nngh, gaaaaaaah…!”

I had to take the risk now.
Helud unleashed a fierce aura of dread as if making a final desperate struggle.
And in that moment when I was pushed back by his dread aura, even if only briefly.
He drew out a crystal inscribed with an ominous pattern from his bosom.
It was a crystal imbued with a power I recognized well.

“I offer this body! Legacy, grant me your power!”

Helud drove the crystal into his own heart without hesitation.
Then.

[Activating Manifestation of Greed (Eternity).]
[The power contained in the Legacy mutates the user’s body. Demonic energy that even the Demon Forces cannot withstand consumes the entire form….]
[Madness sweeps through.]
[Tremendous demonic energy grants you power!]

Helud’s body began to mutate.
Into a form far more grotesque than any Demon Force.
Simultaneously, an ominous aura layered itself over the dread that had been emanating from him.
A deeply black energy—demonic power itself.
Yet I could sense it instinctively. This was different from my demonic power.
It was far removed from the demonic power I possessed as an originating source.

‘So even those who possess the same fragment can differ.’

I watched Helud’s transformation unfold.
Tremendous demonic energy surged from the Legacy he had driven into his heart, mutating him.

“Krraahhh… Gaaaahhhhh!”
“Hmm, so it has the side effect of stripping away reason.”

It appeared to be a Legacy that granted the ability to wield tremendous demonic power while strengthening the body, but at the cost of robbing one of reason.
A truly fascinating item.
And Helud added one more thing to it.

“Salseong… use my body…!”

Helud still retained a shred of reason.
He used that final vestige of sanity to retrieve an item from the Subspace.
Sacred relics that The Wanderer, Salseong, had given him.
Among them was one S-rank sacred relic.
It had been given to him with instructions to use it alongside the Legacy when facing an opponent against whom terror proved ineffective.

[Sacred relic, 【Soul of Slaughter (S)】 is activated.]
[The power contained within the sacred relic settles into the user’s body. The soul trapped within the dagger grants the user knowledge concerning slaughter….]
[The soul has seized control of the body.]
[You can now use skills related to 【Salseong】!]

Countless souls dwelling within the dagger settled into Helud’s body.
A sacred relic that granted access to tremendous power and new skills in exchange for surrendering bodily control to unknown spirits.
According to Salseong, it produced an effect similar to ‘Descent’.
I had never intended to use it. It was tantamount to handing over my own body to another, so why would I ever wish to employ such a thing?
But now, it hardly mattered.

“Die… wha—!”

If I could kill that man who gazed upon me with such composure.
I would do anything.
That was the last thought Helud had before consciousness slipped away.

– Krraaaaaaaahhh!

Helud, now completely devoid of reason, unleashed a bestial shriek.
Witnessing this, Han Yu-sung let out a hollow laugh.

“Fighting poison with poison?”

Since using the Legacy meant losing rationality anyway.
What did it matter if the souls of the sacred relic seized his flesh or not?
The intention was to surrender the body in exchange for overwhelming power.
Power sufficient to overturn this situation.

Whoooosh!

But that would never come to pass.
Han Yu-sung gripped the Spear of Divine Annihilation, a weapon he had yet to unleash.
A formidable force bloomed from the spear, flowing into him.

‘I held back precisely because I thought he would deploy a sacred relic.’

Salseong was The Wanderer.
And Helud was the Oath-taker he had chosen—surely possessing one or two high-grade sacred relics, I judged.
To counter that, I had conserved the Spear of Divine Annihilation until now.
The moment had arrived.

“A sound decision indeed.”

The moment Han Yu-sung had been waiting for had come.
Helud, stripped of reason, materialized before me. The demonic energy radiating from him transformed into a raging inferno, consuming everything around it.
Simultaneously, darkness erupted from beneath his feet.
The dense shadow condensed into the dagger.

—Krrgh… Gaaaaaaaah!

Han Yu-sung felt an overwhelming killing intent.
It surrounded him completely.
The killing intent became an invisible blade, trembling as though it would pierce him at any moment.
Perhaps one of the skills related to Salseong.
Needless to say, it would be formidable.

[The sacred relic, Spear of Divine Annihilation, has accepted the offering.]

Regardless, it was irrelevant to Han Yu-sung.
A violent inferno erupted.
Flames that devoured both the space created by the Mask of Pleasure and the killing intent that enveloped Han Yu-sung.
The uncontrolled fire even sought to consume its own master’s body.
Han Yu-sung suppressed the raging flames within the Spear of Divine Annihilation, drawing his arm back in a wide arc.

Raging Inferno.

Soon, a spear—no, a massive inferno erupted forth.
A raging blaze that consumed everything in its path.
Helud, perceiving the inferno descending upon him, roared and unleashed his power.
The authority of Salseong, channeled through the dagger, clashed against the spear.

Boom!

The souls dwelling within Helud’s body thought as one.
The power contained in that spear was no ordinary force.
Yet Salseong’s authority would be sufficient to withstand it. That moment would be our opportunity.
As if mocking such thoughts—

Whoosh!

—What… what is this?!

Salseong’s authority vanished.
No—it was consumed.
The moment it collided with the massive inferno, it dissolved without a trace, swallowed entirely by the flames.
And as if using it as fuel, the blaze grew even more tremendous.
The souls cried out in shock and summoned Salseong’s authority once more.
But nothing changed.

—This… this can’t be!

The more the souls invoked their power, the more ferocious the inferno became.
The Extinction Spear.
Its power burned away not only the enemy’s authority but also blessings and grace themselves. That very effect had incinerated Salseong’s power.
And beyond that, it had converted that authority into fuel.
Soon, the force condensed to its absolute limit converged at the spear’s tip.
And in the next instant—

—Kuh… aaaahhh…!

The spear pierced silently through Helud’s body.
In that moment, a terrible silence fell. The souls dwelling within Helud stared with trembling eyes at the blade that had pierced his heart.
I felt the tremendous power embedded in the spear boring through my body.
A raging inferno that seemed ready to incinerate everything.

Crack-crack-crack!

Helud’s entire body began to split apart.
Brilliant flames erupted from the widening fissures like a geyser.
He lifted his head with an expression of disbelief.
His gaze fixed upon Han Yu-sung standing before him.

“Your strategy wasn’t without merit, but….”

As the demonic core shattered, the condensed demonic energy clung to Han Yu-sung’s fist.
Demonic energy incomparably purer than Helud’s own.
Han Yu-sung felt the weight of his opponent’s shocked gaze as he drove his fist forward.

“For a final death throes, that was rather pathetic.”
– That bastard….

The fist striking Helud.
It contained no elaborate technique—merely a light punch infused with demonic energy.
Yet for Helud in his current state, it proved fatal.
Han Yu-sung’s demonic energy and brilliant flames intermingled within his body.
His form, cracked like dried parchment, swelled grotesquely.

– Inga-an…!

Boom-boom-boom-boom!

A tremendous explosion erupted with a deafening roar.
Helud’s final words were swallowed by the thunder of destruction.
What remained was legacy, shattered sacred relics, and.

Whoooosh….

An ‘anomaly’ manifesting from Helud’s remains.
From the utterly obliterated corpse, a colossal aura began to condense.
And that aura soon took form.

“Is this the Fragment?”

The same ‘Fragment’ that dwelt within Han Yu-sung—taking shape before him.

—————

This chapter was translated by Lunox Novels. To support us and help keep this series going, visit our website: LunoxScans.com

—————