The Crazy Battle God Has Returned - Chapter 363

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A Mad Swordsman Returns – Chapter 363

The Gods watched over the Holy War Battlefield.
The Lord of Justice and the Lord of War. Their bitter enmity was known throughout the entire Universe.
The structure of the war itself was endlessly fascinating.
Would the Lord of War, fully recovered, succeed in her revenge, or would the Lord of Justice once again bring about her complete downfall?
All could not help but take interest.
But.

– ….

The Gods’ interest in the Holy War Battlefield was not limited to that alone.
Morgadin and the Arbiter, along with the other Gods, were vigilant.
Toward a mere player participating in the Holy War Battlefield.
Toward Han Yu-sung.

– A World Item, unbelievable. The Lord of War shouldn’t possess a World Item, so where on earth….
– A human wielding a World Item….

The tide of battle was flowing in an unexpected direction.
At first, it appeared the Lord of Justice held the advantage. But that was brief—when Han Yu-sung drew forth the Sword of Genesis, the momentum reversed.
This is dangerous.
That was Morgadin and the Arbiter’s assessment.

– Does the Lord of Justice have any chance of victory?
– No. It seems the time to act has come.
– It’s not the situation we desired, but….

The Lord of Justice has no chance of winning.
At this rate, she will inevitably be defeated.
Han Yu-sung, victorious, will consume the Lord of Justice as sustenance to grow stronger.
As the Star Annihilator had done.
Therefore, we must intervene before that happens.

– Gods are forbidden from descending upon the Holy War Battlefield.

The Holy War Battlefield was, fundamentally, a war between Lords.
Even the Gods could not afford to descend directly into such a conflict. The penalties imposed upon them would be catastrophic enough to deal them grievous harm.
It was incomprehensible.
Were the Gods not omnipotent beings?
Within the system to which they belonged, there existed incomprehensible laws and restrictions.
And so, what they chose was this:

– Grant the Lord of Justice power equivalent to that of a God, and the matter is resolved.

They would make Achiros into a God.
If the Gods could not descend directly, then they would create one who could fulfill the role of a God.
Achiros was the perfect candidate for this purpose.
Granting him power sufficient to become a God was itself a violation of the laws, but the penalty was one they could bear.
And so they bestowed their power upon Achiros.

Kwaarrrrrrr!

[Ugh, kyaaaaaaah!]

The Lord of War trampled mercilessly upon the design the Gods had drawn.
She had inherited the Primordial Blade, and from it she drew forth the exact same power that Han Yu-sung had wielded.
What that signified was utterly simple.
She understood Han Yu-sung’s will and harbored the same resolve as he did.
The will to destroy the very system to which she belonged.

Whoooosh!

That will became flame and consumed Achiros entirely.
The body of the one preparing for ascension burned fiercely, and from the point where the Primordial Blade pierced through, power began to flow backward and spiral into chaos.
Crack, boom! Horrific sounds erupted from his body.

[I, I cannot… not like this… kyaaaaaaah!]
[Hmph…!]

Achiros convulsed as he unleashed his power in desperation.
A crimson light erupted from him, twisting like grotesque tentacles, and shot forth from all directions toward Kakasha.
As if to pierce through her body and crush her entirely.
Yet those tendrils never reached Kakasha.

Screech!

“Why are you standing there like a fool?”
[I am not standing foolishly—I was waiting for you.]

Before he could respond, a divine sword fired from behind severed all light in its path.
Han Yu-sung approached and stood beside Kakasha, who exhaled wearily.
From the continuous use of Honwon, his complexion had become deathly pale.
Yet his eyes still burned with fierce determination.

[I believed my only Apostle would come. Take this back. This sword belongs to you, not to me.]
“Were we ever the sort to divide mine and yours?”
[Hmm, now that I think about it….]

Kakasha extended the Primordial Sword toward Han Yu-sung.
Instead of taking the blade, Han Yu-sung grasped the hand that held it.

“I lack the strength. You supply it.”
[Treating me like some battery… Well, it’s not so bad.]
“Good, then.”

Achiros unleashed a grotesque roar and summoned light once more.
Han Yu-sung and Kakasha exhaled in unison, their hands clasped upon the same blade.
And then.

Kuuuuung!

They charged toward Achiros simultaneously.
No words were needed to signal the beginning. They could read each other’s thoughts without speaking.
Two figures surging forward like a grotesque wave toward the encroaching tide of light.

Whoooosh!

Kakasha unfurled four pairs of wings in full splendor.
With them came a tsunami of hellfire that collided with the grotesque wave.
With her remaining left hand, she seized the Flames of War.
And severed every wave that stood before them.

[Defeat, self!]

Achiros’s grotesquely twisted arm surged toward Kakasha.
But before that, Annihilation was unleashed.
The Spear of Divine Extinction, brimming with extreme magical power, split into countless fragments and pierced through his arm.
A cry of agony echoed across the Battlefield.

[Don’t come near me, fool! I will ascend and claim everything beneath me…!]

Cornered, Achiros chose defense.
A grotesque light wrapped around his entire body like a cocoon.
Sensing defeat, Achiros chose defense to preserve his life.
Just like the countless losers he had once mocked.
Naturally, it was utterly meaningless.

Heaven-Shattering Fist.

A fist reinforced by the power of Godslayer shattered the cocoon in a single blow.
Achiros’s face twisted in horror as the light dissolved.
In his eyes reflected the enemies closing in upon him.

[I will place everything beneath my feet! I will ascend and reach a station no one can touch! I am…!]

The Primordial Blade blazed with tremendous power.
Chaos and raging hellfire—the Primordial Blade rose high, wielding both forces.
Han Yu-sung and Kakasha gripped the blade with all their strength.

Crash!

They brought it down with everything they had.
The blade fell from the heavens, cleaving through all it touched. From Achiros’s head to his body, everything the blade reached was severed.
Achiros’s eyes widened in horror.

[That’s… I….]

Achiros had never doubted his ascension.
He had reached the apex even among the Lords of the Stars. If he consumed Earth as sustenance, he would soon gain the qualifications to ascend.
He would ascend and become a god, reaching a station no one could touch. He was certain he could achieve it.

“You will never ascend, Achiros.”
[What…?]

A single human shattered all of that faith.
Achiros gazed upon the human standing before him.

“And from now on, no one will ever….”

Crack!

Achiros’s body, split in two, began to crumble.
Han Yu-sung flicked his blade clean, meeting his gaze.

“You will never ascend.”

Incomprehensible words.
Achiros tried to respond, but no voice emerged. He lacked even the strength to pose a question.
All he could do was stare at the one who had broken him.
Then, a bitter laugh escaped him.

Rumble!

That was the end.
In his previous life, he had destroyed Earth and absorbed countless Lords, earning the qualifications for ascension—the Star Lord.
The moment when Achiros, who had become a god, met his final fate.

* * *

The Holy War Battlefield had ended.
With Achiros’s defeat, all the soldiers of Justice vanished, and the power granted to the Sworn Servants of Justice disappeared as well.
They fought with desperate resolve, as if unable to accept their defeat.
But they were far too few to stand against the War Covenant Members.

“It’s… over.”
“This time too….”

The War Covenant Members stared at one another with ashen faces.
And they gazed blankly at Han Yu-sung and Kakasha standing tall beyond. The battle the two of them had waged came to mind.
A transcendent scale of combat beyond imagination. They could not help but doubt whether victory was even possible, yet such was the battle they had witnessed.

“We won.”

As always, victory belonged to our side.
Soon enough, cheers erupted without anyone needing to lead them.
Amid those triumphant cries.

“….”

I gazed down at the remains of Achiros scattered before me.
Memories and emotions surged through my mind all at once.

‘Should I be grateful for his arrogance?’

I’d entertained such thoughts before.
In my previous life, when the world was on the brink of destruction, what if Achiros had killed me then? What if he hadn’t given me time?
Would I have been able to regress and come this far?

‘Pointless thoughts.’

I let out a soft laugh and brushed the thoughts away.
Turning to the side, I caught sight of Kakasha. She sat collapsed on the ground, her body trembling violently.
Her face was etched with profound emotion.

[Finally, the moment I’ve been waiting for….]

Kakasha had once fallen to defeat at Achiros’s hands.
It was only natural that she felt complex emotions during this battle.
I felt the same way.

“Hah….”

I exhaled and lifted my head.
I had severed the bitter enmity that stretched back through my previous life. Intense satisfaction flooded through me alongside countless emotions, but this was not the time to revel in victory.
Enemies still remained.

‘The Gods have intervened in the Holy War Battlefield.’

They had granted Achiros power to kill me.
It meant they viewed me as a threat above all others. They would undoubtedly scheme to kill me in whatever way they could going forward.
I needed the strength to stand against their machinations.

‘So, the enemies from now on are the Gods?’

Han Yu-sung chuckled softly at the thought.
Fighting the Lords was already absurd enough, and now Gods?
The scale had grown far too immense.
In any case.

“First, I need to absorb what Achiros left behind.”

Achiros’s remains contained tremendous power.
Just as it had been with Geomson, this power would become a gift to me.
Yet something felt peculiar.

“It feels different from when I faced Geomson. Kakasha, look at this.”
[The woman is intoxicated by victory. Wait, hold on, ugh, ahhh…. Don’t drag me…. Hmm, wha? Ahhhhh….]

Kakasha, who had drawn near, tilted his head in confusion.
Just as the Undead Lord and Geomson, whom I had vanquished long ago, had left behind their remains, so too had Achiros.
Remains brimming with tremendous power.
Yet something was mixed within those remains.
Power not belonging to a Lord.

[…It is divine power. You witnessed the Gods’ interference in this Holy War Battlefield yourself. They granted Achiros their strength. And you and the woman worked together to prevent him from absorbing that power.]
“The power he couldn’t absorb remains intact?”
[It appears to be so.]

A dark smile spread across Kakasha’s lips.

[This is an opportunity. A chance to absorb the power those abominable Gods left behind. Surely you will gain tremendous strength from it.]
“Well, there’s no harm in it.”

Whatever the case, it would prove beneficial.
With that thought, I reached out to absorb Achiros’s remains.
At that very moment.

Whoooooosh!

An anomaly occurred.
A sudden burst of light flooded my vision.
And beyond that radiance, something rose from Achiros’s remains.
A sphere brimming with power so intense it made my skin prickle.
It was something I had seen before.

[You have vanquished the Lord of Justice, Achiros—one who sought to become a ‘God’ at any cost. You have defeated an exceptional powerhouse.]
[You have proven yourself.]

In that instant, memories of the past surged forth.
A sight I had witnessed long ago.
The starting point of everything that had transpired. The reason I had journeyed back through time.
The final chance granted to me as I awaited the end in a world consumed by ruin.

[You have acquired the item ‘Qualifications of a Lord (EX)’.]

The item that had granted me that chance had returned once more.

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