The Crazy Battle God Has Returned - Chapter 47

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A Mad Swordsman Returns – Chapter 47

The moment Han Yu-sung brought down the Poison Dragon, the tide of battle shifted.
The Shadow Faction, which had been pushed back relentlessly, now advanced with the Poison Dragon at the vanguard, driving back the Covenant of the Dead and beginning to hunt them down.
Of course, the Undead Faction was not about to simply endure this assault.

[The Undead Faction has defeated the Epic Monster, ‘Goblin King’.]
[‘Goblin King’ is being summoned to the Undead Faction!]

They had similarly defeated an Epic Monster around the same time and claimed it as their own, along with the numerous monsters they had slaughtered with their undead forces.
But the matchup was terribly unfavorable.

Ssshhhhh!

“Damn it, they can’t hold out against the poison!”
“The goblins are all falling to poisoning!”

The monsters belonging to the Undead Faction collapsed under the Poison Dragon’s venom.
The goblins summoned alongside the Goblin King suffered the same fate. The Goblin King alone managed to endure the poison and attack the Poison Dragon, but that was all it could do.
There was too great a disparity in power to kill the Poison Dragon.
Not all Epic Monsters possessed equal strength.

[All forces except the hunting squad, retreat to the Main Base. It is a monster too difficult to face on the Battlefield. We will deal with it using the towers.]
“It is Shaiton’s command! Retreat at once!”
“Use the undead as bait and fall back!”

The order came from Shaiton, the commander leading the Undead Faction.
The Covenant of the Dead retreated, using undead to block the Poison Dragon’s advance.
From the Main Base, Shaiton continued issuing orders to his forces.

“Summon Skeleton Warriors and Dullahans and position them before the barrier. Use the melee undead as shields to block the Poison Dragon. Do you understand?”
“Yes, Shaiton.”
“Summon the undead!”

The Poison Dragon was far too troublesome an opponent to stop at this moment.
It was an entity that should neither be defeated now nor be allowed to fall at this juncture.
To contain it, they would need to leverage the towers’ firepower.
The saving grace was that the Poison Dragon possessed an enormous body. If they could lure it closer, the towers in the Rear would be able to strike it as well.

‘No matter how formidable the Poison Dragon may be, it cannot breach the Main Base alone.’

There existed no Epic Monster capable of pushing through the Main Base single-handedly.
Even if the Shadow Oath-takers attacked the Main Base alongside the Poison Dragon, nothing would change.
They themselves lacked proper equipment at this juncture.
Unless another Epic Monster joined the assault, the outcome remained certain.

“Hunting squad, report on the Shadow Faction’s movements.”
[Our forces have retreated. The monsters are now hunting. They’re moving eastward—could they be targeting an Epic Monster…?]
“The King’s Guardian, then.”

While the Poison Dragon bought time, they hunted down another Epic Monster.
This was the Shadow Faction’s strategy. Precise, methodical, and utterly sound. Shaiton would have done the same in their position.

‘Which is why I must stop them.’

I could not allow them to proceed unchecked.
Either I prevented them from slaying the Epic Monster, or at minimum, I had to buy enough time for my forces to eliminate the Poison Dragon.
Shaiton made his decision swiftly.

“Hwang Jae-woo. Take half the mercenaries and reinforce the hunting squad.”
“Are you certain? The Poison Dragon draws near.”
“With the Undead and towers, we have sufficient defense. Go and disrupt the Shadow Faction’s hunt for the Epic Monster.”
“Understood.”

Hwang Jae-woo and the other Covenant of the Dead members departed with the mercenaries.
The Poison Dragon approached. Shaiton verified the positioning of the Undead guarding the barrier, then issued orders to the Main Base’s forces.

“All defensive units, assemble at the front! Concentrate firepower on the Poison Dragon alongside the towers! We must eliminate it as quickly as possible!”

The Covenant of the Dead and mercenaries converged at the Main Base’s front.
The enemies approaching the Main Base now consisted solely of the Poison Dragon, minions, and monsters.
All advanced from the front; no threats emerged from other directions.
Even if they did, it mattered little. We could respond upon detection.
Thus, concentrating forces and firepower was the correct approach.
Shaiton judged it so, and his judgment was sound.

– Shiiiiiiick!

“Shaiton! The Poison Dragon has reached our doorstep!”
“Everyone, prepare your skills and await my command!”

The Poison Dragon had arrived at the Main Base of the Undead Faction.
A grotesque serpent cloaked entirely in venomous armor—a monster reeking of lethal toxins—noticed the undead guardians standing before the barrier.
Fury ignited in its eyes, and seething venom bubbled at its maw.

Kiiiiing!

Simultaneously, the tower sensed the approaching threat and unleashed its magical power.
Mana converged into the colossal crystal sphere. The players of the Undead Faction readied their skills in turn, waiting for Shaiton’s command.

Kwaaaaaaa!

– Guoooo!
– Grrrrgh…!

Then the Poison Dragon exhaled a breath laden with deadly venom.
Its breath swept across the undead. Their bodies dissolved in an instant, and the grass-covered earth rotted away in a single stroke.
At that very moment, the tower completed its mana charge.

Kwaaaaaang!

“Open fire!”

A projectile of pure mana was unleashed.
The shell struck the Poison Dragon dead center, erupting in a violent explosion. Skills from the Undead Faction’s players followed in its wake.
A barrage of attacks engulfed the Poison Dragon.

– Kihaaaaaaa…!

The Poison Dragon shrieked in agony.
Armor plating fell from its body, and venomous blood gushed forth.
The undead moved to intercept the Poison Dragon as it attempted a furious charge.

‘Everything is proceeding as planned.’

Shaiton thought to himself.
The damage wasn’t catastrophic, but it was a meaningful blow nonetheless.
All I need to do is repeat this until the poison dragon falls.
With the tower’s firepower, it shouldn’t take long.

“Keep summoning the undead! We must hold back the poison dragon!”
“Rise, servants of death! Obey my command!”
“I breathe life back into your decaying flesh…!”

Every player on the Undead Faction’s side had their attention fixed on the poison dragon.
Shaiton, who commanded them, was no exception. He watched the tower recharging its mana and waited for the moment to issue the next attack order.
Because of this, no one noticed.

“It’s going exactly as planned.”

The Rear of the Undead Faction’s Main Base.
A place no one paid attention to, since all forces were concentrated on the front lines.
From the shadow cast there, Han Yu-sung emerged.

“Let’s begin.”

Han Yu-sung kicked off the ground.
His body soared upward, his feet touching the mana barrier before transforming into a fierce gale that raced up the barrier at tremendous speed.
Under normal circumstances, those guarding the barrier would have stopped him.
But now, there was no one defending the rear.
The tower was the same.

Whiiiiiine!

The tower possessed formidable firepower.
The projectiles it fired had homing capabilities and detonated upon impact.
A direct hit carried enough force to kill instantly.
However, the tower had a cooldown period between attacks.
Once it fired, it needed to recharge before the next shot.
That was exactly what Han Yu-sung was counting on.

Whoooosh!

In a flash, Han Yu-sung reached the barrier’s apex and pushed off the ground once more.
His body soared to the tower’s pinnacle, ascending with tremendous force.
There hung an enormous crystal sphere.

“Wait, hold on…!”
“That—what is that! Shaiton! The rear!”

It was then that the Undead Faction’s players grasped the situation.
Shaiton’s head snapped around in alarm.
An enemy in the rear? How was that possible?
Bewilderment washed across Shaiton’s face as he turned to look.
There was no other way to react.

“Alone?”

Only a single player was visible.
Not a force, not a squad—just one player attempting to destroy the tower.
Shaiton let out an incredulous laugh.
Those beside him did the same.

‘Alone? Has he completely lost his mind?’
‘Foolish. Must be a newcomer. The tower’s crystal sphere isn’t fragile enough to shatter from a few sword strikes.’

If the crystal sphere at the apex is destroyed, the tower becomes inert.
The barrier it generates would fall as well. But destroying the crystal sphere is extraordinarily difficult.
The reason is simple.
The crystal sphere possesses exceptional defensive power. Moreover, a protective barrier shields it, creating a double layer of defense that must be penetrated.
Only concentrated assault from multiple enemies could accomplish such a feat.

‘He cannot do it alone. Absolutely impossible.’

Shaiton was certain of this.
So there was no need to panic. The tower would finish charging and obliterate this fool once its defenses held. He issued orders to his subordinates to deal with the idiot, then refocused on the poison dragon.
Or rather, he attempted to refocus.
To be precise, I was trying to concentrate.

Whoooosh!

“A fire? What on earth is that…?”

In that instant, scorching flames erupted from Han Yu-sung’s body.
The inextinguishable ‘Crimson Blaze’—a phenomenon felt only in the throes of war.

[The Crimson Blaze of war ignites.]
[Buff effects are amplified 1.5 times by the searing heat of war.]

【Prominence】.
A special skill wielded only by Apostles of War.
Alongside the roaring inferno, a formidable aura enveloped his entire frame.
Han Yu-sung exhaled scorching breath as he unleashed his swordplay.

[Halden Style Swordsmanship First Form, ‘Shattering’.]

A barrage of strikes wreathed in potent sword energy came crashing down.
The target was the crystal sphere. The destructive barrage struck it with devastating force, and fierce flames followed in the wake of his blade.

‘Meaningless. I don’t know what that flame is, but it changes nothing.’

Everyone besides Shaiton thought the same.
They didn’t know what flames enveloped that man’s body, but it wouldn’t matter regardless. The crystal sphere cannot be destroyed.
At this stage, destroying the sphere alone is impossible.
He won’t even be able to breach the barrier.

Crack-crack-crack!

“What…!”

That assumption shattered utterly.
The barrage engulfed the crystal sphere, and the potent sword energy cleaved through the barrier.
As if that weren’t enough, the blade energy reached the sphere’s core itself.
Shaiton gasped in disbelief at the impossible sight.

“No, this won’t do! To the Rear! We must move quickly!”

This is dangerous. His assessment was wrong.
With that realization, Shaiton and his subordinates sprinted across the barrier, heading toward the Rear.
But it was too late. Han Yu-sung drew the Moonlight Sword back in a wide arc.
Mana converged upon the blade.

‘All at once.’

The converging mana condensed relentlessly.
When the endlessly compressed mana finally reached its breaking point.

‘I’ll cut it.’

Han Yu-sung brought his blade down.
The sword descended like lightning, cleaving the tower’s crystal sphere wide open.
And then.

Craaaaaash!

The condensed mana exploded with the slash.
Halden-style Swordsmanship, Fourth Form: Annihilation.
A violent explosion erupted from the cleaved section, sweeping through the interior of the crystal sphere.

– Shhhhhh….

The crystal sphere fractured into shards, then scattered as dust.
The tower, deprived of its power source, ceased its operation. The barrier connected to the tower in the Rear suffered the same fate.
A crystal sphere that couldn’t be destroyed at this stage had been destroyed.
By a single player.

“No, this can’t be! That bastard’s moving again! We have to kill him first!”
“Intruder in the Rear! Deal with the intruder first…!”
“Sh-Shaiton! The Poison Dragon!”

A situation so unbelievable that even seeing it with their own eyes, they couldn’t accept it.
Everyone’s attention naturally shifted to the Rear. That was their mistake.
Standing before them was a monster that absolutely could not be ignored.

– Shrieeeeeeek!

“Aaaaaargh!”

The Poison Dragon Luikers.
Crushing the undead blocking its path, the poison dragon charged forward and unleashed a breath of virulent toxin toward the barrier.
The poisoned players screamed in agony.

“The Poison Dragon… No, that intruder… Ugh! How… how is this…!”

I had to stop the Poison Dragon.
The moment I made that decision, I vanished into the shadows.
It was to avoid becoming the target of the towers that had finished charging. Robbed of their target, the towers had no choice but to aim at the Poison Dragon instead.
Then, when the towers began their assault on the Poison Dragon.

“S-Stop him! I said stop that bastard!”

I reappeared and began targeting the towers once more.
Another tower would fall. I had to stop him before that happened!
But the Poison Dragon…

“Th-There! Enemies are approaching!”
“Monsters… and, and the Shadow ones!”

The massive forces pouring in from beyond would not leave them be.
The Shadow Oath-takers and mercenaries, along with the monsters they had hunted.
Shaiton gazed at the sight with hollow despair.

‘Why are those who went to hunt the Epic Monster here?’

Had he been deceived?
It was impossible.
Then… did he know the situation would unfold like this, and trust that a single player would destroy the towers, preparing accordingly?
Such an absurd thing…

“Ugh, this… this can’t be…!”

It was already unfolding before his eyes.
Shaiton gritted his teeth and desperately summoned undead after undead, unleashing skill after skill in a bid to turn the tide. He had overextended himself so severely that blood spilled from his lips.
But deep down, he already knew.

“We must prevent the enemies from breaching! Don’t surrender!”

That he had lost this war.
Shaiton, who had been desperately commanding his forces, lifted his head.
What filled his vision was the torrent of venomous breath pouring down from above.
Realizing the fate that was about to befall him, Shaiton let out a scream.

“Stop that monster—KYAAAAAAHHHHH!”

A cry of anguish and despair.
At the same moment, a roar that announced the war’s end.

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