The Crazy Battle God Has Returned - Chapter 362

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A Mad Swordsman Returns – Chapter 362

The tide of the Holy War Battlefield had shifted.
As Achiros wielded the power of Solitude, the momentum that had turned in his favor began to flow back toward Kakasha and Han Yu-sung.
What made this possible was the Sword of Genesis.

Clang!

[Ugh, uuugh…!]

Blades collided.
The power of Achiros and Han Yu-sung clashed, and a tremendous shockwave swept across the area.
What was astounding was that Han Yu-sung did not yield an inch.
It was utterly unbelievable.
How could a mere mortal stand against a Lord with blade in hand?
How could he possibly withstand one who now wielded transcendent power through Solitude?

‘And a human at that!’

Achiros felt an intense sense of danger flash through his mind.
He summoned his divine authority to counter the incoming assault, and Han Yu-sung’s blade of will surged toward his throat.
The Heart Sword, its trajectory deflected, carved a deep wound across Achiros’s shoulder.
And then.

[I have been waiting for this very moment!]
[Lord of War…!]

A raging calamity flame consumed the entire field of vision.
Thousands of blades wove through the air. Blades forged from calamity flame rushed toward Achiros in unison.
And at the same instant, Kakasha kicked off the ground.
Her blade, closing the distance in a heartbeat, engulfed Achiros.

Whoooosh!

The War Flame, devouring the air itself, blazed with ferocious intensity.
The balance between Han Yu-sung and Achiros crumbled.

[…!]

The crossing blades carved a deep wound across Achiros’s body.
The injury left by the collision of Primordial Chaos and Calamity Fire seared deep, and from that wound poured forth an aura of pure light, flowing like blood.
Achiros’s eyes burned crimson.

‘Humiliation. This… humiliation…’

The Battlefield came into Achiros’s view.
The War Covenant Members and the Oath Keepers of Justice clashing in fierce combat.
Until moments ago, the Oath Keepers of Justice had held the advantage.
But everything reversed after Han Yu-sung unleashed the Sword of Genesis.

– Krraaaagh!
– We can’t… we can’t stop this!

The War Covenant Members overwhelmed their enemies with inconceivable power.
The colossal war machines leading the charge, along with the soldiers, did the same.
All the effects from the facilities within the Sanctuary of Justice vanished, and the sanctuary Achiros had created was absorbed as well.
But that was not all.

‘My blessings are no longer taking effect.’

The Ground had transformed into a landscape of Han Yu-sung’s making.
From that moment onward, the blessings Achiros possessed lost their potency—the Blessing of Justice itself, along with all the other blessings and graces he commanded.
That created an overwhelming disparity between the two forces.
And it resulted in the retreat of the Oath Keepers of Justice.

‘At this rate…’

Radiant light erupted from Achiros’s form.
The light healed the wounds carved across his entire body and restored his right arm, severed by the Heart Sword.
Yet it was incomplete.
With sensation gone from his right arm, he could not channel power into it.
Power continued to leak from the healed wounds.

‘Primordial Chaos is destroying me.’

It was the effect of the power Han Yu-sung wielded—’Primordial Force’.
That Primordial Force possessed the nature of interfering with the Lords’ power. It obstructed healing and left wounds that could not be recovered from.
A sense of crisis unlike anything I had felt before flickered through my mind.
At this rate….

Crack-crack-crack!

An explosion of light sent Han Yu-sung and Kakasha flying backward.
Immediately after, Achiros’s blade sliced through the world in an instant, and an overwhelming force surged to consume Han Yu-sung and Kakasha.
But it was futile.

[Grrrrgh!]

The Primordial Blade instantly restored the fractured world.
Han Yu-sung and Kakasha neutralized the incoming force.
Instead, the counterattack that came flying pressed down on Achiros with ferocity.

‘I must find a way.’

I had to find a way to break through this situation.
Only one possibility came to mind.

‘There is no way a human can wield such power infinitely.’

Primordial Force and the Primordial Blade.
Both were powers that had limits for a human to handle.
And though Han Yu-sung had transcended humanity, he had not yet become a Transcendent….
Eventually, his power would be exhausted.

‘So I must endure? I, of all beings?’

Powers collided, and another tremendous impact erupted.
Was I truly forced to resort to such a humiliating method?
But there was no other way to break through this situation.

— Lord of Justice.

That was how it should have been.
Had salvation’s hand not descended upon him as if waiting for this very moment.
It would have certainly ended that way.

– We wish to propose a deal with you.

The Gods who had been observing the Holy War Battlefield.
Morgadin and the Arbiter, along with other Gods, made the decision to intervene.
Violating the rules was no easy choice for them, but they judged that eliminating the human Han Yu-sung was more important.
And it was an utterly sound judgment.

– You must kill that human, even if it costs you everything. If you possess such resolve, I shall intervene in the Holy War Battlefield and grant you power.
‘…A God, intervening in the Holy War Battlefield?’

Even Achiros, who had lived through countless ages, was experiencing this for the first time.
Intervention in a Holy War Battlefield that had never once been interfered with.
And the condition being that he must kill Han Yu-sung at any cost.
Did this mean Han Yu-sung was truly such a dangerous existence?

– Answer me. What will you choose?

Will you accept the power, or will you die as you are?
Either choice was humiliating for Achiros.
Would he accept the Gods’ aid because he could not overcome the Lord he had once toppled and a mere human? Or would he reject it and accept defeat?
His mind burned with rage.
But.

[I swear it. I shall kill that human…!]

His fury toward Han Yu-sung burned even greater.
As Achiros made his oath, the sky split in two.
From the vast Universe beyond, a tremendous presence was felt.
Soon their gaze fell upon Achiros, and.

Roooooaaaaaarrrrr!

Brilliant light poured down upon Achiros.
It was light infused with transcendent power. The radiance healed Achiros’s body and instantly restored the strength he had expended.
And it granted him power that surpassed even that.
Power that only the Gods could possess—not the Lords.

Crack, crunch!

Achiros’s body began to transform as he accepted the power of the Gods.
Witnessing this, Han Yu-sung struck the empty air without hesitation.
A familiar sight.
Yes, I had witnessed this in my past life.

‘When Achiros ascended….’

This was the very scene I had seen then.
A divine form shot forth in an instant, reaching Achiros. In that exact moment, countless eyes manifested across the surrounding area.
Simultaneously, space fractured and collapsed entirely.
Through the rifts, countless chains and spear blades were unleashed.

Whoooosh!

Chains descended to bind Han Yu-sung and Kakasha.
He quickly assessed the situation and understood what needed to be done.
Successive heart swords surged forth, shattering the incoming chains.
Han Yu-sung pressed forward without pause, driving his fist toward the approaching spear blades.

【Heaven-Piercing Fist】.

Heaven and earth convulsed, and a tremendous shockwave shook the entire region.
The chains and spear blades that had surged toward Han Yu-sung vanished.
Yet it was meaningless. The number of chains and spear blades was nearly infinite.
Far more chains and spear blades descended than what he had destroyed.
But he still did not stop.

‘Now.’

I unleashed a Chaos Force at its maximum intensity.
The Primordial Sword’s 【Blood Heaven Annihilation】 obliterated everything that stood in its path.
And in the next instant, I opened my hand wide.
I released the Primordial Sword I had been gripping.

“Kakasha!”

A crimson divine form shot forward.
Kakasha, who had inherited the Primordial Sword, became a meteor and was launched forth.
There was only one destination she aimed for.

[…!]

Where the mutating Achiros stood.
I felt gazes filled with astonishment.
It was the gaze of Achiros and the Gods, momentarily caught off guard by the unexpected turn of events.
They had been more wary of Han Yu-sung than anyone else, wielding both Chaos Force and the Primordial Sword, and because of that, they had overlooked Kakasha’s movement.
The fact that only Han Yu-sung could wield the Primordial Sword was not true.

‘Faster.’

Kakasha accelerated.
Knowing this was the only opportunity, she accelerated endlessly.

‘Even faster.’

Chains appeared belatedly, attempting to bind Kakasha.
But a blade of will appeared first, severing the chains.
She did not stop and continued forward in a straight line.
Her vision melted away, and everything began to move slowly.

‘Keep going….’

Within this strange flow of time.
Kakasha suddenly recalled a question that didn’t fit the situation.
A question she couldn’t help but contemplate, having witnessed Han Yu-sung’s ‘will’.

‘Why does she stand alongside Han Yu-sung?’

It was a question that had long weighed on Kakasha’s mind.
Why did I stand beside Han Yu-sung?
Because he was my savior who restored my life. Without him, I would have ceased to exist. Because a contract bound us together.
To fulfill that contract, I had to aid him.

‘But was that truly the reason?’

I questioned myself.
What manner of player was Han Yu-sung?
One who had witnessed the world’s destruction at Achiros’s hands, and reversed time itself to set all things right.
Within him burned an eternal flame that would never be extinguished.
It blazed endlessly with animosity toward the Transcendents.
That flame bore a name: ‘Wrath’.

‘And I…’

That wrath would not stop at merely consuming the Transcendents.
It would seek to incinerate the very system that spawned God’s Trial.
It would devour even the one who had created all of this.

‘Was it righteous for me to aid Han Yu-sung?’

This thought had lingered in a corner of my mind for far too long.
I was one of the Transcendents whom Han Yu-sung harbored enmity toward, and I had led the charge among them.
Bound to the very system he sought to destroy, I had orchestrated countless wars to accumulate Coins.
Was it righteous for such a being as myself to aid him?
Was it just to dismantle the system to which I had belonged for so long?

‘Did I possess the right to do so?’

No clear answer emerged.
Should the other Lords learn of Han Yu-sung’s intentions, they would condemn me. They would demand to know why a Lord would aid such treachery, why I would not strike down such an Apostle.
Why I would not eliminate such a threat.

‘Did I truly need to concern myself with their condemnation?’

Before I knew it, a quiet laugh escaped my lips.
When had I ever cared about such things? It was a question that could never be answered anyway.
Yet there was one thing—just one—of which I was certain.

I simply wish to see it.

Ever since becoming mortal, Kakasha had thrown myself into war, lived pursuing it. Thus, I desired it more than anyone.
The unprecedented war that Han Yu-sung would ignite.
The outcome that war would birth. The world that would unfold thereafter.

Whether the system crumbles or what the Lords think matters not to me.

Once everything is destroyed, such thoughts will become meaningless.
Thus, Kakasha chose to follow Han Yu-sung’s will.
Driven by profoundly personal emotion and individual desire.

[Elevation has reached maximum capacity.]
[Stellar Upheaval grants tremendous power to the Lord of War. This effect is partially shared with the Apostle.]
[Power burning from deep within the body is felt….]

Kakasha accelerated.
Within the slowed time, four pairs of wings blazed magnificently.
And the Primordial Sword held in my grasp as well.

[The Primordial Sword responds to its owner’s will.]

At last, the comet reached its destination.
Kakasha thrust the Primordial Sword forward without hesitation.

[Hah, ugh…!]

Achiros’s transforming flesh.
Precisely at the point where the power granted by the Gods converged.
And.

Crrrrrrrack!

[Ugh, screeeeeech!]

With a ghastly scream, the power began to reverse and run rampant.
In the most catastrophic form possible for Achiros.

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