The Crazy Battle God Has Returned - Chapter 80

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A Mad Swordsman Returns – Chapter 80

Black mist hung thick within the Difficult Realm.
Han Yu-sung dashed down the center of the road, wreathed in shadows.
A fierce wind howled through the undead that choked the streets.

[Uuuugh…! This way! This way, I tell you! I sense it from over there!]

The navigation in my mind guided me forward.
The path was quite convoluted—turning down alleys, suddenly entering buildings, climbing to rooftops only to descend back to ground level.
An ordinary person would wonder why I moved in such a manner.

[Tch! This gloomy wench has made it unnecessarily complicated!]

It was because of a barrier.
A kind of formation, one might say. A formation had been installed that would thicken the mist and cause one to lose their way if they ventured in the wrong direction.
Only Han Yu-sung, who possessed a 【Heart Like a Dragon】, could perceive it.

[Here? Hmm, or perhaps there…?]
“This way.”
[Aha, here it is! The direction you indicated is correct!]

Han Yu-sung’s mana detection had grown substantially stronger.
I could instinctively sense the “discord” in mana.
I leveraged this ability to cooperate with Kakasha, and we quickly found the correct path.
When I finally slashed through the door blocking our way….

– Whoooosh!

The mist parted in an instant, revealing a wide thoroughfare.
A pedestrian street lined with various shops on both sides. At first glance, it appeared ordinary.
But my senses told me otherwise.

“Kakasha, do you sense it?”
[I smell something. A damp and sinister odor!]

Flames bloomed from Han Yu-sung’s form.
Flames conjured by Kakasha. They drifted through the empty air at a slow pace, then lingered in a space where nothing should exist.

[Here it is!]

Scrape!

Han Yu-sung swung his blade without hesitation.
Though he had slashed through empty air, a weighty sensation transmitted through his palm.
Moments later, a sphere bisected in half revealed itself.

Shhhhhhhhh….

The landscape around him transformed in an instant.
The pedestrian road, once empty, now teemed with countless undead.
Beyond them, the Gate came into view.
A door of sinister appearance, constructed from bone and flesh.
From that threshold, undead poured forth without end.

“The Gate. So it was here.”

Destroying it would end this Difficult Realm.
Naturally, the Lords stationed their elite forces around the Gate.
They prepared for the moment its location might be discovered.
The Lord of the Dead was no exception.

– Gruuuuh, groooooah….

Countless undead stood guard before the Gate.
Among them, one creature stood out distinctly.
A monstrosity of tremendous size, seemingly assembled from the amalgamation of countless undead.

“An Abomination.”

I had no intention of lingering in this open Difficult Realm.
As time passed, the Gate would expel increasingly formidable undead.
Swift resolution from the outset was the optimal approach.
Han Yu-sung gripped his blade with fierce determination.

[The rusted blade has absorbed sufficient blood.]
[The rust coating the blade flakes away. The blade reveals its true form…!]

More blood was absorbed by the rusted blade.
As the blade drank its fill, the form of the rusted sword began to transform.
Blood coursed along the blade’s edge, shedding the thick rust that had accumulated.

[The rusted blade has been enhanced into the Blood Demon Sword (Mythic)!]

A crimson blade as if refined by blood itself. From the sinister sword, blood essence shimmered ominously like heat haze.
The Blood Demon Sword—the true form of the rusted blade.

[Blood Demon Sword (Mythic)]
· Slot: Weapon (Sword)
· Attack Power: 450.
· Attack Power +80%, Defense –30%, Attack Speed +20%.
· Blood-type Skill Damage +80%, Defense Penetration +20%.
· The blood essence radiating from the blade enhances sword-type skills. Additionally, it absorbs surrounding blood to strengthen the next blood-type skill deployed.
· The more the blade is wielded, the more the user becomes enchanted by it….

The performance had clearly been greatly enhanced.
Though it required considerable time to warm up, the performance was undeniable.
There was, however, one problem.

– Uuuuuugh….
– Aaaaahhhhh….

Ominous sounds emanated from the Blood Demon Sword.
A voice that seemed to enchant, brimming with resentment.

‘So this is what the blade’s description meant by “enchanting the owner.”‘

I gazed quietly at the Blood Demon Sword in my grip.

“A blade with terrible manners.”
[Why not burn it while you have the chance? It’s rather unpleasant, isn’t it?]
“It would be too wasteful.”

Naturally, it had little effect on me.
I possessed the Heart of a Dragon, and besides, I was already accustomed to this sort of resentment.
There was no reason to be newly enchanted by it.
I gripped the Blood Demon Sword firmly.

– Grrrooooaaahhhhh…!

The Abominations and Undead advanced toward Han Yu-sung.
By now, the Lord of the Dead would have surely pinpointed Han Yu-sung’s location and would send reinforcements shortly.

‘So I finish this before they arrive.’

Han Yu-sung kicked off the ground.

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Hundreds of players were sprinting across the terrain.
Players clad in black robes or armor forged from bone.

“I never thought we’d be mobilized this quickly.”

The Lord issued a command to those waiting in position.
To track down Han Yu-sung, who was somewhere in the Difficult Realm, and kill him.
One of the Covenant members muttered with an expression of disbelief.

“…He escaped from the Undead forces? With numbers like that?”
“That must be it. Judging by the Lord’s order to pursue him.”

The count of Undead in this place was beyond reckoning.
The same held true for those who had initially surrounded Han Yu-sung. A massive force had been prepared to ensure his complete encirclement and death.
Yet somehow, he had slipped through.

“So where is he now?”
“Unknown. Still, this is the Difficult Realm—there’s nowhere to escape to….”

Yoo Byung-gon, who led this force, fell silent.
A message from the Lord had appeared before his eyes.

[“He’s breaking through the barrier. Move, you worthless things!”]
“…Breaking through the barrier? How?”

Yoo Byung-gon muttered in disbelief.
The Lords who opened the Difficult Realm employ every conceivable method to conceal the Gate.
The most representative of these is the “barrier.”
They construct labyrinthine barriers designed to remain undiscoverable.
Yet he’s already found it and broken through!

“It’s moving. Hurry!”

A translucent skull materialized before the Covenant of the Dead.
The skull drifted forward as if guiding their path, and the members of the Covenant surged after it without hesitation.

“Judging by what we witnessed at the Tower of Blood Demon, there’s no doubt he possesses exceptional skill! Don’t let your guard down—prepare for combat!”
“If we fail, the consequences will fall on us. You understand that, don’t you?”
“Of course we do….”

One of the Covenant members swallowed hard.
Everyone knew what had befallen Kang Jung-in, the Covenant member who had guarded the lady.
He had been stripped of his flesh and cursed to become a lich.
Should they fail, the same fate awaited them.

– Kraaaaaaah!
“I hear it. Over there!”
“Prepare to strike the moment we spot the enemy!”

The Covenant of the Dead reached their destination swiftly.
A vast thoroughfare. What greeted their eyes upon arrival was.

“This, this can’t be….”
“This makes no sense….”

Countless undead lay strewn about in ruins.
And beyond them.

– Kuooooh, oooooh… uooooooh!

Han Yu-sung stood before me.
What faced me was an Abomination.
A towering giant with shadow blades piercing its flesh at countless points, bellowing in rage.
It wasn’t too late. The Covenant of the Dead had seized the opportunity to strike.
They had to help the Abomination kill Han Yu-sung!
But before that could happen.

Boom!

I stomped the ground with tremendous force.
The earth split apart with a deafening crack.
The Blood Demon Sword in my grip radiated an ominous aura, greedily devouring every drop of blood in the vicinity.
The Blood Demon Sword, having consumed the blood with ravenous hunger, gleamed like a crimson jewel.
Then came the slash.

Crash!

A single slash tore through the void.
And that one slash spawned hundreds of blade auras.

【Thousand Blood Sword Technique】.

Amplified by the Blood Demon Sword’s power, the blade auras multiplied further—a tidal wave of cutting force that engulfed the Abomination.

– Guaaaaaaah!

The Abomination collapsed, its entire body severed.
Yet it still refused to die. It tried to devour the surrounding undead to reconstruct itself, but I would not permit it.

Whoosh!

My foot crashed down again. Fierce flames erupted from the point of impact, consuming the dismembered Abomination’s entire form.

– Kuhhhhh….

That was the end.
The Abomination, a being of tremendous power, vanished into nothingness.

‘Could that even be called a fight?’

That would be a misnomer.
What had just transpired was far too one-sided to be called a fight.

“…Gasp! No, this can’t be! Stop him!”
“Rise, spirits of the dead! Attack my enemy!”
“We must prevent him from reaching the Gate!”

The Covenant of the Dead members were momentarily stunned into silence.
But that shock was brief—the moment they saw Han Yu-sung, having dispatched the abomination, advancing toward the Gate, they snapped back to attention.
They rushed to intercept him, but it was already too late.

Crack-crack-crack!

“Damn it, what is—!”
“…A wall?”

A wall erupted before the Covenant of the Dead members.
Multiple layers of ice walls, and walls woven from shadow itself.
Yoo Byung-gon trembled at the sight.

‘He’s casting spells this fast? One after another?’

Yoo Byung-gon was also a Necromancer.
As a class that wielded spirit magic and dark sorcery, he couldn’t fathom what he’d just witnessed.
Casting spells with such speed, in rapid succession!
And from a swordsman wielding a blade of that caliber, no less?

“He masters both magic and swordsmanship to this degree?”
“This is no time for amazement! Break through those walls—!”

The Covenant of the Dead members shattered the walls blocking their path.
It didn’t take long.
But that brief moment proved fatal.
Han Yu-sung now stood before the Gate, all obstacles cleared.

“Too late.”
[“No!”]

Rumble-rumble-rumble!

A piercing slash tore through the air.
The Gate split cleanly in half under Han Yu-sung’s blade, then began to crumble. The fragments that fell turned to dust and vanished.
Before long, the Gate itself ceased to exist.

[Open-type Difficult Realm: You have overcome endless death.]
[The Lord of the Dead will bestow a reward upon you….]

The miasma that had saturated the surroundings dissipated, and the undead dissolved into nothingness.
The darkened sky cleared once more before my eyes.
The open-type Difficult Realm had closed.

“Th-this… the Difficult Realm…”
“It shouldn’t close this quickly…”
“L-Lord…”

The Covenant of the Dead who had witnessed the spectacle were left speechless.
It was far too swift.
They had barely begun pursuing Han Yu-sung after receiving the Lord’s command. In that brief span, he had destroyed the Gate.
The Lord of the Dead was equally at a loss for words.

“You spoke as though you’d kill me, and this is all you have?”
[“Y-you wretched… mere human…!”]

Han Yu-sung’s mockery was blatant and cutting.
All the Lord of the Dead could do was tremble with rage.

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