The Crazy Battle God Has Returned - Chapter 67

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A Mad Swordsman Returns – Chapter 67

Jung Gyu-nam, a member of the Hunting Dogs, couldn’t believe what he was witnessing.
Or perhaps he simply didn’t want to believe it.

Crack! Splinter!

“Ugh, argh! My, my arm…!”
“Gasp! Nooooo!”

Screams of his comrades echoed from all directions.
Though calling them comrades felt generous—there was no real bond between them.
Watching nearly a hundred elite fighters being hunted down was something he couldn’t accept as reality.
And yet.

Boom! Whoooosh!

“Insane… absolutely insane…”

By a single player.
Fierce flames erupted from the darkness of night.
The inferno centered on Han Yu-sung spread outward in all directions, consuming the Hunting Dogs.
And in the very next instant.

【Extinguishing Flame Technique – Continuous Blaze】.

“Ugh… ugh… uuuugh…”

Boom!
A leg wreathed in flames refined like a blade’s edge tore through the darkness, engulfing the surrounding enemies.
The curved arc of the strike severed the Hunting Dogs’ bodies, and the wounds were instantly cauterized by the inferno.
The Hunting Dogs shrieked in agony.

“How… how are we supposed to defeat such a monster…?”

Jung Gyu-nam collapsed to the ground, muttering those words.
Leg techniques, fist techniques, and magic—all combined to slaughter the Hunting Dogs.
The number of Hunting Dogs that had filled the surroundings visibly diminished.

Splurch!

The blood wind tore apart the only Hunting Dog still resisting.
Han Yu-sung snapped the enemy’s neck and turned his head.
His ferocious eyes swept the surroundings like a predator searching for prey.
Finally, those eyes locked onto where Jung Gyu-nam had collapsed.

“N-no, no! Don’t come! Don’t come closer!”

Jung Gyu-nam screamed and tried to flee.
But he couldn’t. Before he could move, shadows erupting from beneath his feet bound his limbs.

“We still have things to discuss. Where are you rushing off to?”
“W-wait, please, I’m just a lowly foot soldier…!”
“These bastards all say the same thing.”

Han Yu-sung sealed Jung Gyu-nam’s mouth with shadow.
Mmph, mmmph! Ignoring the struggling man’s muffled attempts to speak, I extracted one living survivor from among the Hunting Dogs.

“I thought I’d killed them all. Good thing two survived.”
[Can you really call that survival…?]

Two Hunting Dogs had survived.
Jung Gyu-nam was relatively unscathed, but the other was in terrible condition.
He’d be useful for extracting information.

[Poison Immunity activates.]
[Automatically neutralizes toxins burrowed into the body. Furthermore, reverses the poison to strengthen the user’s physique…]
[A vicious deadly poison. All stats increase by +15%!]

Han Yu-sung spat out blood-tinged saliva.
The poison had damaged his internal organs somewhat.

“They even used poison. And quite high-quality stuff at that.”
[Had you been any other player, you would have fallen without question.]
“At this level, I certainly would have.”

Han Yu-sung possessed an extraordinary level of poison resistance thanks to Poison Immunity and Dragon’s Heart.
If his internal organs were still damaged despite that, it meant the poison’s potency was exceptionally high.

[You’ve barely returned, and already you’re thrown into battle. Your life is truly harsh.]
“I expected as much. Besides, it wasn’t unpleasant.”

Han Yu-sung brushed the blood from his knuckles and surveyed his surroundings.
Dead Hunting Dogs lay scattered in every direction.

“I needed to recalibrate my physical senses anyway.”

In the Dragon’s Tomb, I had gained tremendous power through a contract with the Dragon Lord, Bahamut.
But now that the trial had ended, that power had vanished without a trace.
My physical senses had grown distorted as a result.
This was a perfect opportunity to restore my equilibrium.

“Well then.”
“Ugh, ugghhhhh….”

Han Yu-sung summoned his shadow.
Two Hunting Dogs were dragged before him like debris swept by a wave.
He sat down in front of Jung Gyu-nam, the one who remained relatively intact.

“You call yourselves Hunting Dogs. I have no curiosity about anything else, and there’s no need for you to explain. Just tell me where your hideout is.”
“Me, you think I’m going to talk?”
“You won’t want to.”

Han Yu-sung regarded the trembling Jung Gyu-nam with an indifferent expression.
In all my years, I’d encountered countless men like this—worthless fools clinging to their own twisted sense of loyalty.
The method for dealing with such men was remarkably simple.

“Ugh, gaaahhhhh…!”

Han Yu-sung crushed Jung Gyu-nam’s fingers.

Crack!

The fingers began to shatter with a sickening sound.
Slowly, but unmistakably, allowing him to feel every ounce of agony.

“Krraaaaaaagh!”
“Whether it matters or not, I couldn’t say. The night is long, and time is plenty. Let’s see if you can endure even after every bone in your body is shattered.”
“Y-you’re insane, you absolute madman…!”

Jung Gyu-nam recoiled in horror at the utterly emotionless words.
What terrified him even more was the certainty that this man was fully capable of following through.

A soft, slithering sound.

“Gasp, hah… uuuugh…!”

This time, shadow crept up Jung Gyu-nam’s limbs.
Where it touched his skin, it became sharp as a blade, and began to slowly—so very slowly—carve into his flesh.
Once the skin was cut, the muscle would follow. And then…

“W-wait, gasp, stop! I-I’ll talk! I’ll tell you everything!”

Overwhelming terror crushed down upon Jung Gyu-nam.
But what frightened him most were Han Yu-sung’s eyes.
Those eyes held no emotion whatsoever—the gaze of someone for whom such acts were routine.
It was those eyes that forced Jung Gyu-nam to open his mouth.

“You understand what happens if the information is false, yes?”

Still, that same emotionless tone.
All Jung Gyu-nam could do was nod frantically.

* * *

Outskirts of Seoul.
A building that appeared, on the surface, to be an ordinary commercial complex.
Yet it was concealed by countless spells and barriers so expertly woven that only those with direct connections could perceive it or enter.

“I’m not sure how many times I need to repeat myself. Do you think we do this sort of thing once or twice? Rest assured, we handle it flawlessly.”

Lee Gap-yong, leader of the Hunting Dogs, was attending to a client.
Irritation was plainly etched across his face.
The visitor who had come this time was proving to be exceptionally troublesome.

“How am I supposed to believe that?”
“You dogs—no, ahem! Didn’t you hire us after hearing about our reputation? If you can’t trust us, why come asking for our services in the first place?”
“You were the only ones available to hire right now.”
“Well, that’s certainly a compelling reason.”

Across from Lee Gap-yong sat a gaunt woman.
Skeletal would be an understatement—she possessed an unsettling, sinister presence that was only amplified by her immaculate formal attire, which lent her an air of sharp menace.

“Nothing about this pleases me. Not a single thing. And having to wait in this cesspool of a place? Absolutely infuriating.”
“A cesspool? This is seriously insane—no, ugh….”

Wang Liu-ye exhaled deeply.
Why was she even here in this godforsaken place?
According to the original plan, she should have been in a luxury hotel conducting business.
There was only one reason she found herself here.

‘If only it weren’t for that Korean bastard called Han Yu-sung.’

Wei Hao of the Black Flesh Gate had been killed.
The enraged sect leader had ordered Han Yu-sung brought before him, and Wang Liu-ye, who happened to be in Korea on business, had been selected to carry out the command.
As a result, all her schedules had been cancelled.

‘But I can’t say I don’t understand.’

Wang Liu-ye recalled the stories she’d heard before coming here.
They were all tales she found utterly unbelievable.
Had it not been Lee Shue-man—someone with deep ties to the Black Flesh Gate and a direct participant in the trial—who told her, she would have dismissed it all as nonsense.

‘If this Han Yu-sung truly is a player of that caliber, then it’s worth stepping in.’

For the Black Flesh Gate, weakened by the loss of Wei Hao, this was an excellent opportunity to replenish their forces.
The organization would certainly welcome such talent.
Whatever complications arose in Korea would be smoothed over by the Chinese government itself.
Once she brought him back, there would be countless ways to break Han Yu-sung’s will.
That was the Black Flesh Gate’s specialty, and China’s as well.

“Tsk, even so, to rely on an outfit like this….”
“Listen here, we have ears too, you know. Yes? We hear everything.”
“I meant for you to hear it, you mongrel.”

Wang Liu-ye clicked her tongue in displeasure.
She couldn’t possibly be satisfied with this situation. Having insufficient personnel to bring along, she was reduced to requesting aid from Korea’s criminal organizations.
But there was no helping it.

“If we’d had enough time, we would have moved ourselves.”

This method was chosen because now was the opportune moment—while Korea’s Player Alliance hadn’t yet fully grasped Han Yu-sung’s identity.

“You did dissolve the poison I gave you properly, didn’t you?”
“My goodness, are your ears broken? I dissolved it exactly as you requested. It was a vicious toxin, mind you. One of our dogs just tasted it and collapsed on the spot.”
“Of course. Poison is my specialty.”

Wang Liu-ye’s primary expertise was poison crafting.
Thanks to her unique ability, Poison Flowing Instead of Blood (S), she could create toxins far more potent than ordinary poisons.
The problem was that because her unique ability was so powerful, it carried severe penalties—her direct combat capability was extraordinarily weak.
That was also why she remained here rather than moving directly.

“But tell me, why isn’t the leader of the Hunting Dogs moving himself?”
“I don’t need to go myself. I’ve already sent over a hundred. No need to worry. Considering he’s strong and his actual abilities are unknown, I sent this many for good reason.”
“Does the target show any signs of noticing the ambush?”
“None whatsoever. I kept watch—he was resting in a shabby Studio Apartment.”

If Han Yu-sung was also caught off guard, the task would become even easier.
Moreover, the Hunting Dogs sent were all elite-tier players in the 100s level range.
No matter how strong the target was, poisoned and facing over a hundred players, he couldn’t possibly gain the upper hand.
Wang Liu-ye sighed and rose from her seat.

“I do hope this ends quickly and the business concludes.”
“I’d prefer if they’d just pay up and disappear already.”

Lee Gap-yong spoke with sarcasm.
Wang Liu-ye ignored the sarcasm and gazed out the window.
Though it was still night, quite a few people moved about the streets.
Yet none of them paid any attention to this building.
This was because the building itself was special.

….

Wang Liu-ye’s movements froze as she gazed out the window.
Her bewildered eyes fixed on a single point beyond the glass.

“Hunting Dogs, how is this building hidden?”
“With the Lord’s assistance. We’ve layered it with magic and barriers, so ordinary people can’t perceive it. Players can’t either.”
“…Has it never been discovered until now?”
“Not entirely. The Player Alliance and some Guilds have found it when they’ve deliberately searched, but we just abandon it and flee in those cases.”
“Anything else?”

Lee Gap-yong glanced at Wang Liu-ye, who continued staring out the window.
Why was this woman asking such tedious questions when she already knew everything?
He maintained his weapon while speaking in an indifferent tone.

“I haven’t seen it myself, but I’ve heard that if someone possesses exceptional mana control or detection abilities, they instinctively sense something amiss. I’ve heard there’s an Under World that’s been caught by such a person.”

Lee Gap-yong blew the iron filings off the desk.

“But why do you keep asking about such things?”
“Someone….”

Beyond the window, among the passing crowds.
A man wearing a deep black hood stood motionless.

“Is watching this place.”
“What? That can’t be….”

Staring directly at the building where Wang Liu-ye stood.
The moment Lee Gap-yong expressed disbelief, an immense surge of mana crushed the surroundings.
And something erupted from beyond the window.
It was shadow.
Countless weapons forged from shadow.
The weapons all aimed at the building in unison.

Boom!

“Damn it!”
“Ugh…!”

They were shot toward the floor where Wang Liu-ye and Lee Gap-yong were located.
The barrier shattered in an instant.
Windows and walls crumbled moments later.
Lee Gap-yong deflected the incoming shadow weapons while recoiling from their force, while Wang Liu-ye used her subordinates as shields to escape the blast radius.

“Ugh, cough—!”
“What—what is this! Everyone outside, get in here!”
“Ambush, it’s an ambush!”

The sudden assault sent the building’s interior into chaos.
Groans of pain, cries of rage, desperate calls for reinforcements.
Amid the cacophony, someone kicked off the ground with tremendous force.
A man vaulted through the destroyed wall and surveyed his surroundings.

“Closer than I expected.”

Han Yu-sung.
His sudden appearance twisted Lee Gap-yong and Wang Liu-ye’s faces in shock.
Why was their intended target here?
How could the one who should have been poisoned and captured by the Hunting Dogs be standing before them?
Casting aside all shock, Han Yu-sung clenched his fists.

“I’ll spare one of you this time. The rest—”

Die.
With those words, Han Yu-sung kicked off the ground, igniting fierce flames around him.

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