The Crazy Battle God Has Returned - Chapter 339

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A Mad Swordsman Returns – Chapter 339

Geomson was dead.
He had lived for countless ages and was now forgotten by all, yet it was impossible to believe that this was the end of the Wanderer who had once participated in mythical battles.
His final moments were utterly hollow and meaningless.

“Hah….”

Han Yu-sung stood before the dead Geomson.
Or rather, to be precise.

[You, that bastard….]

Geomson was still alive.
Yet his death was certain, and there was no possibility of him ever rising again.
Only because he had been such a transcendent being of immense power did he still cling to life.
Left as he was, he would inevitably perish.

[How could he… use the ‘Primordial Unity’…. That power he wielded….]
“Geomson. I have something I must ask you.”

Though I desperately wanted to finish Geomson right now.
Before that, there was something I needed to confirm from him first.

“Have you, or rather, have the Wanderers ever fought against the Gods? And have you also battled the entity known as ‘The Great Will’?”
[….]

These were things I absolutely had to know.
The Nameless One—who had once led the Wanderers and was presumed to be the original owner of the Primordial Unity and the legacy I now possessed.
What had he endured in the past?
And why had he lost his life?

[Ha, haha….]

Only the Wanderers knew the answer to that.
Upon hearing my question, Geomson burst into laughter.
It was a sound that seemed like a bitter chuckle, yet also resembled mockery.

[You lack understanding of your place, human.]
“Is that something a defeated man should say to someone who doesn’t even comprehend his own station?”
[Heh heh, you’re right… I can’t deny that….]

Geomson acknowledged it without resistance.
There were reasons. He had moved hastily, believing victory was within his grasp.
He had never anticipated that Han Yu-sung would possess the Primordial Essence.
But now that he had been defeated, such reasons were merely excuses.

[Kill me.]
“So you won’t speak?”

Geomson laughed silently.
A complex smile played across his lips.

[If you kill me, you’ll be able to understand part of that answer. Of course, whether that’s even possible depends entirely on you….]

Han Yu-sung gazed down at Geomson, who continued smiling.
Just then, Kakasha approached his side.

“Kakasha, did you hear? What do you think?”
[Hmm, I’m uncertain. From what I observe, he doesn’t seem inclined to speak of his own accord. Besides, we don’t have much time remaining anyway.]
“True enough.”

Han Yu-sung surveyed his surroundings.
Geomson’s Oath-takers were converging to save their master.
Beyond that, Geomson’s remaining lifespan was measured in moments.
There was a high probability he would die before yielding the answer I sought.
From the start, he seemed unlikely to speak.

[Just as the Lord of the Dead once did, transcendents leave something behind when they perish. If you make good use of that….]
“I could obtain the answer?”

The fallen Lord of the Dead had left behind a crown.
If I recalled correctly, Kakasha had absorbed that crown. He had mentioned that the crown contained things the Lord of the Dead had left behind.
There was a possibility the same would occur this time.
If so.

“Geomson, do you have any final words to leave behind?”
[….]

There was no choice but to kill Geomson and obtain an answer.
The Spear of Annihilation aimed at Geomson’s head.
A peculiar expression crossed Geomson’s face as he gazed silently at Han Yu-sung.

[We have failed.]

The spear shot forth with deliberate slowness.
That spear pierced through Geomson’s head, and in that moment—

[…Will you succeed?]

Geomson’s body began to dissolve after uttering those final words.
His form scattered like light itself.
From within that dispersal, something appeared and fell before Han Yu-sung.
It was a ‘Fractured Blade’ brimming with tremendous power.

[Geomson’s divine essence…or rather, an object imbued with ‘qualification’. Hmm, I believe I understand what Geomson meant now.]

There was an item Han Yu-sung had obtained before his regression.
An item called 【Qualification of a Lord】.
An item containing the power of ascension—one that would transform him into a new Star Lord upon use.
Han Yu-sung had offered it up to return to the past.

[Of course, this is somewhat different. Using this will not make you a transcendent being, or anything of that nature, I suspect….]
“Is it because it’s not a complete blade?”
[Indeed. It is a fractured blade, after all. Moreover, having fallen to the status of The Wanderer, the qualification has likely been damaged to some extent.]

That is why it manifested in this form of a ‘Fractured Blade’.
However.

[This fragment contains the power Geomson possessed, and perhaps even his memories. It will take considerable time, but should you manage to fully absorb it, it may become possible.]
“For now, it’s best to keep it safe.”

Han Yu-sung handed the ‘Fractured Blade’ to Kakasha.
It would be better for Kakasha to hold it than for himself.

“Then… ugh!”

The moment I tried to turn my body, an overwhelming wave of pain crashed across my entire being.
It was agony even I, accustomed to suffering, could scarcely endure.
As if every fiber within my body had been torn to shreds.
The backlash from using Primordial Harmony.
The pain I had forgotten during my conversation with Geomson came rushing back with a vengeance.

‘Even after witnessing the effects of the Nameless Heavenly Garment, it’s still this severe.’

The pain was far worse than when I first used it.
In a way, it made perfect sense. This time, unlike before, I had drawn upon everything to activate Primordial Harmony.
The backlash could only be proportionally devastating.
I supposed I should be grateful that the Nameless Heavenly Garment mitigated it to this degree.

[Are you well, my lord?]
“I can manage. What about you? Your arm was severed.”
[Hmm, such a wound is but a trifle… ugh!]

Kakasha clenched his fist tightly.
Then, from the severed arm, crimson flames erupted, and it transformed into a complete limb once more.
Not like an amoeba, I thought, swallowing the comment that threatened to escape.

[You harbor irreverent thoughts, do you not…!]
“Guilty as charged. So then, is this the end of it?”
[There remain Geomson’s Oath-takers still standing.]

Kakasha surveyed the surroundings.
The soldiers Geomson had spawned were falling one by one as he perished.
Geomson’s Oath-takers fared no better. With the power Geomson granted them severed, their strength waned accordingly.
Victory was unmistakably ours.

[There is no need for us to intervene further.]

I shared his sentiment.
Our allies would handle the remainder without our involvement. They had grown that much stronger.
I collapsed onto the ground with a heavy sigh.

“I’m exhausted.”

Overwhelming exhaustion crashed over me.
There were still tasks left undone.
I needed to absorb what remained from the fallen Geomson, and examine the messages that had appeared before my eyes.
But I had no desire to do any of it now.

“Haah….”

I simply wanted to rest.
Han Yu-sung gazed up at the sky and slowly closed his eyes.
Kakasha, who had been watching, clicked his tongue in disbelief.

[No matter how you look at it, the war isn’t over yet… Well, I suppose. After such a grueling battle, it’s only natural to crave rest.]

Kakasha snapped his fingers lightly.
A fierce flame erupted, enveloping Han Yu-sung in a protective barrier—a shield against any unexpected enemy assault.

[Rest. You have earned it.]

Beneath the encroaching tide of slumber.
Han Yu-sung heard Kakasha’s voice as he fell into sleep like a man losing consciousness.

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The war ended not long after.
The outcome was self-evident. Geomson’s Oath-takers, bereft of their master, suffered a devastating defeat—every last one of them met their end.

“…Stubborn bastards.”
“I never thought not a single one would surrender….”
“Usually when a Lord falls, surrender follows. Remarkable.”

The War Covenant Members had not anticipated this either.
Geomson was dead, victory already assured. Thus they offered Geomson’s Oath-takers the chance to surrender, but they refused.
They fought to the bitter end, crying out for a last stand.
In the end, there was no choice but to eliminate them all.

“Well, shouldn’t we at least gather what we can?”
“You really are something….”

A solemn atmosphere descended, but only for the briefest moment.
Yet there were those like Chu Gyu-il who paid such things no mind. He moved about the surroundings, gathering items worth taking.
The Oath-takers, who had hesitated moments before, soon joined him in the effort.
Geomson’s Oath-takers possessed equipment as exceptional as their skills, so there was no reason to leave anything behind.

“By the way, where is the Apostle?”
“Still sleeping, it seems. The Lord said he needs to rest for a while and told us not to approach him.”
“Well, it wasn’t an easy battle, after all.”

Lee Ye-eun nodded in understanding.
It was far more than merely difficult. For those who had watched from the surface, it was a battle almost impossible to believe even with their own eyes.
Had it been them, they would have died without landing a single blow against Geomson.
Han Yu-sung had played the most decisive role in that battle.

‘He has grown even stronger than when we first met.’

Such was Kaldrex’s assessment as he rested on the surface.
His body was covered in wounds from his battle with Ludveck.
Ludveck, as befitted one who led Geomson’s Oath-takers, was a formidable opponent.
Yet even that paled in comparison to Geomson.

“Hmm, has he become a monster that transcends his own limits?”

Kaldrex chuckled with amusement.
He had known from their first meeting that Han Yu-sung possessed remarkable talent, but to think he would grow so formidable in such a short span of time.
Both Han Yu-sung and the Lord of War were nothing short of astounding.
He felt that boarding the same vessel with them had been the right decision.

“Sigh….”
“Red Blood Ming. The Lord has given permission for you to claim the spoils as you wish.”
“Good. Let’s gather everything before that man takes it from us.”

And the same held true for the Blood Cult, led by Red Blood Ming.
Han Yu-sung, their cult master and Apostle.
A monster beyond belief, even when witnessed with their own eyes. And so, in this moment, their conviction was renewed once more.

‘With him at our side, we can resurrect the Blood Cult.’

Like those days of past glory.
All they needed to do was follow faithfully.
As the loyalty of several Oath-takers deepened in this manner.

[Hmm, it seems about time he woke up….]

Kakasha gazed down at the sleeping Han Yu-sung.
He wanted to let him rest longer, but there were matters that needed attending to—cleanup and various other tasks.
Should I wake him?
The moment Kakasha had that thought.

“….”
[Oh, he’s opened his eyes.]

Han Yu-sung awoke as if he had been waiting for this moment.
He glanced around briefly before rising abruptly to his feet.

“How long was I asleep?”
[Hmm, it seems to be just over an hour. I was actually wondering whether to wake you. There are matters that need attending to, are there not?]
“Right. There’s still work to be done.”

The fatigue had not yet lifted.
Neither had the pain. But there was work to be done.
Han Yu-sung shook his head, dispelling the lingering drowsiness.
He turned toward the place where Geomson had fallen.
The remains of Geomson still lay there.

Shhhhhhh….

As he approached, the Divine Slayer that Han Yu-sung wore began to emit light.
And moments later.

[Divine Slayer has absorbed ‘Divine Blood’.]
[Potent divine blood. Divine Slayer is strengthened by two stages!]

A welcome message.
But this was not what mattered now.
There was something far more important remaining.

[You have slain a transcendent being of immense power.]

A surge of intense energy began to emanate from Han Yu-sung.
That energy soon made contact with the remnants of Geomson.

[Through the effect of Godly Descent, you forcibly seize the power possessed by The Wanderer, Geomson.]

A special reward was bestowed upon Han Yu-sung.
The very reward he had been awaiting above all else.

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