The Crazy Battle God Has Returned - Chapter 93
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A Mad Swordsman Returns – Chapter 93
I thrust my blade forward. It found nothing but air.
Lightning seared through my opponent. Only an afterimage remained.
I unleashed a crescent-shaped sword aura. It collided with a counter-strike and shattered.
In that instant, I lost track of my enemy’s movements….
Crash!
“Gaaahhhhh!”
An unbearable impact slammed into Maezato Oju’s back.
He twisted desperately and swung his blade, but it was all for nothing.
From beginning to end, every single attack had failed to connect.
Against that abominable opponent—Han Yu-sung.
“Why, why….”
Ever since that humiliation at the Snake Ruin, he had refined his swordsmanship through blood and sweat.
So why did that monster remain so far beyond his reach?
‘No, it feels like he’s grown even further away….’
In that moment, a profound emotion surged from deep within Maezato Oju’s core.
Blood erupted from his mouth in a torrent.
“Why, why can’t I reach him…!”
Back then, he had at least managed to inflict minor wounds.
But now—not even that. Han Yu-sung was dodging every single one of his attacks with perfect precision, as though he had faced them countless times before.
Like someone intimately familiar with his every move.
What infuriated him most was this:
Slash!
“Ugh, gah! Aaaahhhhh!”
Conversely, he couldn’t deflect Han Yu-sung’s attacks.
Deep wounds carved across his body, and his vision wavered in an instant.
He was losing too much blood from Han Yu-sung’s relentless assault.
Blood flowing from Oju pooled across the floor.
【Blood Burst】.
Boom!
“…!”
Oju reflexively conjured lightning to block the blood explosion.
But Han Yu-sung’s true objective wasn’t the sudden 【Blood Burst】.
“Nothing’s changed.”
“Gah…!”
Han Yu-sung closed the distance while Oju’s attention was drawn to the explosion.
His blade traced a semicircle.
【Halden Swordsmanship – Annihilation】.
Condensed mana erupted alongside the slash.
Oju screamed in unbearable agony.
“Hgh, hagh…!”
Oju’s body crashed into the ground from the explosion.
His entire frame was battered and broken, his left arm mangled beyond use.
Meanwhile, Han Yu-sung stood unscathed, as though he’d never entered combat.
It couldn’t have been otherwise.
‘Heavenly Thunder Swordsmanship. A fine technique, but I’ve seen it far too many times.’
The reason was the same as at the Snake Ruin.
In my past life, I fought Oju multiple times, and I won every single encounter.
That version of Oju was far more refined than he is now. His Heavenly Thunder Swordsmanship had been honed to its limits, nearly perfected.
‘I wondered if the Lord’s blessing might change things.’
As expected, nothing had changed.
Unless Lord of Justice and Achiros provided even greater sponsorship.
I wiped the blood from my blade and moved forward.
Toward Maezato Oju, who was desperately trying to rise.
And then.
“Why… why hasn’t… anything changed at all…?”
[Lord of Justice expresses disappointment in you.]
“Ugh, cough!”
A message composed of light materialized before the fallen man.
[Lord of Justice wishes to see more. ‘For now’.]
“What… ugh! Even if we fight more, it means…!”
Maezato Oju was completely broken.
He had realized there was no way for him to achieve victory against me.
Achiros knew this fact as well.
But he had no intention of ending it here.
[Lord of Justice has paid coins as compensation.]
A massive pattern was inscribed across the sky.
Light of judgment poured forth from the pattern and crashed down upon Maezato Oju.
Roooaaarrr!
[The power to judge injustice is dwelling within you.]
[This is a level of power your body cannot withstand…]
[The maximum level of sponsorship permitted in this trial is being granted!]
The surrounding earth blazed with white flames as light flooded into Maezato Oju’s body.
In the next instant, all the wounds carved across his entire form healed, and simultaneously.
Deep violet lightning began erupting from him.
Maezato Oju felt an overwhelming power.
A power that transcended overwhelming—one that was nearly omnipotent!
Such tremendous force descended upon him all at once that his entire body screamed in agony, yet.
‘At this level, I can defeat that bastard…’
I might be able to kill Han Yu-sung.
With that thought, Oju lifted his head, and in that very moment.
Thousand Blood Sword Technique.
Kwaaaaaaa!
“Kuh… hehehehe!”
Dozens of blood-red sword auras crashed down in an instant.
But it didn’t matter. With this power I possessed now, I could easily block them!
Oju burst into wild laughter and drew his blade.
A sword aura infused with lightning shattered the crimson blade waves.
“It’s possible, I can do this! With this power, I can… cough!”
Kwang!
Blood Wind Chain Shatter.
A fist drove down onto Oju’s face as he was laughing wildly.
Then, the unleashed blood wind raked viciously across his entire body.
“What do you mean it’s possible?”
“Han Yu-sung… Krraaaaa!”
Han Yu-sung’s still-impassive face enraged Oju.
Oju roared and launched a counterattack.
Power surged up from within Han Yu-sung as he summoned the blood wind.
[Lord of War has paid the price in coins.]
[You have been blessed with the Lord’s Protection (Lv.1).]
[All stats +20%, attack power +10%, speed +10%.]
[【War’s Blessing】 and your held 【Grace】 have been strengthened.]
It was the ‘Lord’s Protection’ that Kakasha had bestowed.
As a level-one protection, it wasn’t particularly impressive.
Far inferior to the protection granted by Lord of Justice.
‘This much is enough.’
[At your current level, defeating such a powerful opponent would be difficult.]
[The effect of Divine Descent activates the buff ‘Giant Killing’.]
[All stats +40, all damage +30%, speed +20%, skill casting speed +15%, skill mana consumption –20%.]
Divine Descent had narrowed the remaining gap.
[Enhancing your body.]
[The crimson flames of war ignite.]
[The dragon’s power dwelling in your heart pulses.]
[The Blood Demon’s blessing strengthens your attacks and weakens your defense.]
[Mana surges out of control.]
Another buff narrowed the remaining gap further.
Of course, the disparity was still vast.
The blessing the Lord of Justice had bestowed upon Maezato Oju was that formidable.
Whoooosh!
Still, it was sufficient to face Maezato Oju.
Mana roiled within me. Mana wreathed in flames erupted from the ground, transforming into a colossal 【Inferno Storm】 that engulfed Maezato Oju.
“Kuhehe! Mere magic like this!”
Maezato Oju laughed with supreme confidence.
With his current strength, he could brush aside such magic.
If that was all the magic he had, then yes.
Boom! Whoosh!
As the inferno storm descended, other spells unfolded simultaneously.
【Inferno】 and countless shadow blades.
Hellish fireballs and a multitude of blades painted the air, converging on Maezato Oju from all directions.
Through the deluge of magic, afterimages pierced forward.
Clang!
“Han Yu-sung…!”
Han Yu-sung unfolded his movement technique.
Consecutive strikes infused with formidable sword energy, 【Shatter】, surged toward Maezato Oju.
Simultaneously, I gathered power in my left hand.
Fierce blood energy bloomed forth.
‘I must stop that technique…!’
I had to stop it.
Maezato Oju parried the sword strikes while attempting to neutralize the infernal flames and shadow blades descending from his blind spots with lightning.
But there were too many.
Far too many to defend against them all.
Whoooosh!
【Blood Sea Flame Barrier】 engulfed Maezato Oju.
Maezato Oju’s mouth hung open as he released a silent scream.
Excruciating pain consumed his entire body.
Yet the assault was far from over.
【Extinguishing Flame Leg Method – Falling Blossom】.
As flames swept through the surroundings, fierce fire erupted from his legs.
Boom!
“Gah, haaack…!”
All-consuming flames struck Maezato Oju’s solar plexus with devastating force.
A deafening roar accompanied the sound of shattering glass.
Unable to withstand the impact, Maezato Oju’s body flew backward like a bullet.
Yet Han Yu-sung would not allow even that, pursuing relentlessly.
‘I must defend, no, counterattack… I must attack…!’
Maezato Oju desperately steadied himself and launched a counterattack.
However, his strikes still fell short.
Even with the Lord’s support, the tide of battle remained unchanged.
Maezato Oju’s face twisted with humiliation and terror.
“I cannot lose, I will not——!”
WHOOOOSH!
As if responding to those words, a torrent of divine light cascaded from the heavens.
The light transformed into countless spears, all converging upon Han Yu-sung.
Maezato Oju seized the moment Han Yu-sung raised his guard, launching forward with a burst technique.
His form, transmuted into a flash of brilliance, shot toward Han Yu-sung.
RUMMMBLE!
Thunder roared across the sky. In the next instant, lightning descended from above, and every bolt channeled itself into Maezato Oju’s blade.
The electric current spreading through his sword engulfed his body in searing agony.
“Gack, ahhh… KRAAAAAAAGH!”
Maezato Oju desperately suppressed the rampaging electricity coursing through him.
Fighting through the pain, he forced his body to move and unleashed his thunder-infused blade.
The speed was nothing short of lightning itself.
So swift that perception could scarcely follow it.
The technique’s power was sufficient to annihilate Han Yu-sung in a single strike.
And yet.
SCRAPE!
“…!”
The outcome was the opposite.
Maezato Oju’s arm, having thrust his blade forward, now sliced through empty air.
He could only stare blankly at the sight before him.
He could not comprehend this situation.
All he could discern was that Han Yu-sung had evaded his attack with a movement that defied all understanding.
CRACK!
“Kuh—hack!”
And a fist had pierced through his heart.
Maezato Oju gazed down at his chest with trembling eyes.
“Wh… how…?”
Han Yu-sung did not answer.
My body still moved. Oju gritted his teeth and tried to move.
At that very moment, Oju’s remaining arm crumbled away.
Pssshhhhh…
An arm shattering like glass, dissolving into powder and vanishing.
Oju stared blankly at the dispersing dust.
And only then did he realize—it wasn’t just his arm. His entire body was collapsing.
The power that had exceeded his limits was destroying his form.
Han Yu-sung withdrew his fist and stepped back.
“This can’t… this can’t be… to a Korean bastard of all people…?”
Oju, swaying on his feet, fell to both knees.
Eyes burning with every conceivable emotion fixed upon Han Yu-sung.
“To the same man, losing in the exact same way…?”
It was impossible. Unacceptable.
Yet this was reality.
The reality that Maezato Oju had been defeated.
Han Yu-sung’s face filled Oju’s vision.
Utterly expressionless, saturated with ennui.
“Damn it.”
Oju let out a hollow laugh and spat the curse.
With that, his body crumbled entirely into dust and collapsed.
Even that powder scattered on the wind, dispersing in all directions.
[Maezato Oju vs Han Yu-sung.]
[Congratulations! Team Middle’s Han Yu-sung wins Match 1!]
Oju was dead.
A pitiful end, compared to the brilliance of his past life.
Han Yu-sung gazed at the scattering powder with an indifferent expression.
“If anything, it’s become even more tedious than when we fought before.”
[Truly, what a dreadful sentiment. You….]
But what could I do? It was the truth, after all.
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