The Failed Swordmaster - Chapter 119

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Chapter 119 46. Are You Confident? (2)

In the vast grassland where only rocks, trees, and grass covering the ground were visible, battle began once again.

It was completely different in nature from the fights that had occurred several weeks ago.

Though no one in the world knew it, depending on how the current outcome turned out, the world could either continue to maintain peace or fall into the Demon King’s grasp.

Of course, in the Demon King’s case, he hoped for the latter. Having unleashed his full power, he was surrounded by demonic energy darker than darkness itself, pouring out terrible attacks.

Countless projectiles flew along hundreds of different paths, tormenting Lumian. Each energy bullet contained tremendous power.

Boom! Crash!

Kaboom!

Ear-splitting sounds rang out one after another. Explosions erupted here and there, scattering debris.

The earth was torn apart mercilessly as if a storm had clawed through it.

Nevertheless, Lumian was taking no damage whatsoever.

‘How!’

The Demon King stretched out both hands. With a rumbling sound, particles of darkness gathered. Power that writhed with crackling sounds shot toward Lumian like a beast released from its cage.

Whoooosh-!

Crash!

The dark beam that split the earth in half created a massive crater. But Lumian easily dodged his body. Moving far to the left, he swung his Aura Sword in all directions.

Then all 18 tentacles that had been flying while assimilated with the darkness were cut down. The pieces that fell to the ground created a contaminated swamp, but Lumian had already kicked off solid aura and leaped high into the sky.

‘How can a human possess such power!’

Crack!

Sizzle!

The Demon King’s bloodshot gaze flew into the air.

He couldn’t understand it. The displeasure and anxiety from the destruction of common sense stirred anger.

This was soon converted into tremendous power. With sounds of his skeleton being rearranged and skin bursting, he enlarged his body and let out a heated battle cry.

“Graaaah!”

Crack!

His spread arms came together as one. A posture as if crushing something. Accordingly, unprecedented power arose and Lumian became like a bug caught in a spider’s web.

The Demon King’s eyes flashed as he opened his mouth wide. Black electricity that started from his limbs moved to his core, to his heart, to his mouth, and was discharged at lightning speed.

This time he wouldn’t be safe!

A cry of hatred echoed in his heart.

But contrary to his wishes, his expectation was futilely shattered.

“Haaah!”

Boom!

Lumian, who had broken free from his restraints with a single battle cry, quickly took an overhead stance.

The Demon King’s expression was colored with bewilderment.

A posture as if precisely splitting the full moon floating in the sky in half.

Lumian brought down his sword with a smile. The aura pouring from the sword’s energy split the Demon King’s energy and continued to press forward without stopping.

Crash!

Crack, crackcrackcrack!

Sizzle!

“Ugh… grr…!”

A groan flowed from the Demon King’s mouth.

Cracks appeared in his arms crossed in an X. Long furrows were forming in the earth’s surface. This was because he was being pushed back, unable to withstand the force. He ground his teeth and put all his strength into his thighs, waist, and back.

“Graaaah!”

Boom!

With a rough voice, the Demon King spread both arms. Like throwing down a charging beast, golden aura shot back in the opposite direction with violent motion.

It was amazing quick thinking, but Lumian wasn’t one to be caught by such tactics. He leisurely took half a step back and twisted his body, and the crescent-shaped aura flew far away and caused an explosion.

Kaboom!

Thud, thudthud!

His hair became a mess from the wind and stone dust blowing from behind.

Of course, Lumian wasn’t the only one in a mess.

Looking at the Demon King’s defeated appearance, he let out a sneer.

“Is this all?”

“Shut up!”

Boom!

Crash!

The Demon King’s body shot forward like a cannonball. Approaching right up to Lumian’s nose, he pushed and kicked at his solar plexus. Lumian didn’t let himself be hit and placed his hands on the blade and hilt respectively to block the attack.

Next came a right fist. He blocked it. Then a left fist struck, and an elbow flew in. This time he dodged. Just stepping back one step was enough to nullify all the attacks.

The thoroughly enraged Demon King put all his strength into his lower body and thrust his shoulder forward.

His intention was to turn his opponent into minced meat through a body slam.

Seeing this, Lumian smiled once again.

Swoosh-

Crash!

Lumian, who had instantly put his sword into his subspace bag, took the exact same stance as the Demon King.

Lowering his center of gravity downward, he drew up aura from his core. Hormones that poured out in chunks infused strength into muscles everywhere. Along with exhilaration, infinite confidence bloomed.

That strength flowing throughout his entire body like a torrent.

“Graaaah!”

He explosively released it all at once with a battle cry.

Then the Demon King, who had been pushing forward like an enraged buffalo, began to be pushed backward instead.

“Th-this…!”

A suppressed groan flowed from between the Demon King’s teeth.

His face was full of disbelief.

Was he dreaming right now?

Being pushed back in a frontal fight against a human, literally a contest of strength against strength?

Even though he was using an imperfect vessel, even though this was the human realm and not the Demon Realm!

“I! I am being pushed back!”

“Yeah, you’re being pushed back.”

Lumian nodded and answered him.

His voice was full of leisure. He chuckled and closed his mouth, adding more strength.

Sizzle! Sizzlesizzle!

Crash!

Then the speed at which the Demon King was being pushed back became even faster.

At his feet, beyond furrows, a massive pit was forming. The Demon King’s body, pushed by the force, kept digging into the ground. Past his ankles to his knees, past his knees to his thighs.

When his opponent’s appearance became like a tree rooted in the ground, Lumian stopped pushing and stomped his foot hard.

Gasp, the Demon King who was hit in the solar plexus bowed his head forward. Lumian, who had stepped back, quickly drew his sword and infused it with aura.

Whiiiing!

The Aura Sword that had instantly soared to 28 meters reduced its size. Instead, its density became even higher.

Heavy and weighty enough to crush even the passing wind, shaped like a blunt weapon.

Lumian opened his mouth.

“Farewell.”

That was when it happened.

Dark waves spread out from the Demon King’s body in concentric circles.

“Grr!”

Lumian, who had stepped back ten full steps, narrowed his eyes and looked toward the Demon King.

Energy so hot that an ordinary person’s eyes would burn. It felt as if the flames of hell were surging.

However, Lumian could see it.

The sight of dark red lava flowing from various parts of the Demon King’s skin, cracked as if from drought.

His two horns resembling a goat were changing to become thicker and larger.

Roooooar…

About 10 seconds passed.

Considering the battle situation that had been continuing rapidly without time to blink, it was a time as long as an eternity.

Finally, the Demon King, having completed his final transformation, walked out of the pit.

His face clearly showed signs of defeat.

Lumian asked.

“You’ve given up on life.”

-Yes. I’ve abandoned it. My territory, my future.

He didn’t speak with his mouth. Only his thoughts were transmitted, piercing into Lumian’s mind.

His physical body was already mostly destroyed. Even now, cracks were forming throughout his flesh in real time.

-What a pity, hero. If only I had a proper vessel… even one as good as the Knight King’s, I wouldn’t have been pushed back like this.

“Don’t dare speak of him with your filthy mouth.”

Lumian spoke with an emotionless expression.

But beneath it lay considerable anger.

How dare he speak of stealing his former lord’s body.

He raised his sword again and continued speaking.

“I could just keep running around and stalling for time, but that wouldn’t be satisfying, would it?”

-If you do that, I’ll return to the city right now and destroy everything. The Academy you belonged to, and that smiling girl you looked at fondly.

“You only say things I don’t want to hear.”

Zzziiiing-!

The Aura Sword glowed once again.

But the color was different from before. Not the solid brown that gave off a sturdy feeling, but a red that seemed ready to burn everything to ashes.

An intense aura spread in all directions, comparable to the half-collapsed Demon King’s body.

Surprise flickered across the Demon King’s expression.

-No, this is…

“Didn’t I tell you before? Stop being so baselessly confident.”

Lumian swung his sword lazily.

The careless swordsmanship that a village alley leader might show. But within it lay countless profound principles.

And an even greater power, anger, was preparing to stretch its limbs.

“Here I come.”

With those brief words, Lumian began a diagonal slash.

From upper right to lower left. The first technique he had learned, but even now at his peak, it could unleash the most powerful force.

The terrified Demon King quickly raised his left arm. A collision occurred.

Zzzeeeeeeng-!

A different sound from before echoed out.

It wasn’t simply the feeling of something breaking. Destruction, annihilation, extinction. A stage that brought about even more terrible results. Cracks appeared in the Demon King’s arm.

Swiiiiiek!

Zzzeeeeeeeeng-!

That was only the beginning. Lumian’s sword, drawing a smooth curve, fell again. From upper left to lower right. The Demon King quickly raised his right arm, and cracks formed once more.

Zzeeng! Zzeng! Zzeeng-!

Zzeng! Zzejeng! Zzejek, Zzejejek!

Lumian didn’t stop. He didn’t even breathe.

Like a magic golem that simply repeated the same task, like someone for whom this was their sole reason for living, he continued swinging his sword. Ten times, twenty times, a hundred times!

The Demon King, who maintained his physical form through over two hundred powerful strikes, was certainly impressive, but that was his limit. He couldn’t find a single opportunity to counterattack and was gradually, bit by bit, worn down.

The Demon King, who had lost both arms, cried out in despair.

-This is impossible! This can’t be happening! How can a human like you exist? It’s absurd. Unreasonable!

Lumian didn’t answer.

He simply spoke with his gaze.

In his eyes were the seniors, colleagues, juniors, and countless other people he had lost over decades.

And the anger over his own death was contained within.

That’s right. So many had truly died. Because of this damned Demon King and demon subordinates.

Wooooong!

Flarrrrrr…!

The time to announce the end had arrived. Lumian’s sword, containing even hotter flames, was raised high into the sky. Following the magic sword’s direction, a bright spotlight descended from the heavens.

He looked like a hero descended from heaven.

He brought down his sword.

-W-wait…!

Zzejejejejejek!

The Demon King couldn’t finish his words.

Though tremendous resistance pushed back like sawing through rock, he cut through anyway. The Demon King, split in two, still looked at Lumian with eyes filled with terror.

But that too was brief, as he soon turned to powder and scattered in the air.

Though he was called the Demon King, he was still a demon. In the end, his fate was the same.

“…Phew, I’m exhausted.”

Thud, Lumian collapsed to the ground and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

It had been difficult. Though he had forced himself to act relaxed, when the Demon King came at him with a mutual destruction mindset at the end, he was honestly scared.

Since he couldn’t die the same way again, he had tried a new technique, but he hadn’t expected it to work this well. Lumian nodded his head.

‘The combination of volcano, earthquake, and landslide…’

Exploding an entire mountain range at once to gain explosive power, and causing landslides through earthquakes to pour down countless boulders.

The continuous attacks flowing through such imagery were truly peerless. They displayed power so outstanding that nothing else could compare.

Since even that formidable Demon King couldn’t find an opening, there was no need to say more.

“Ugh…”

But the tremendous aftereffects were a drawback.

There wasn’t a part of his body that didn’t hurt. His dantian throbbed, and it felt like his joints were being ground down. He wanted to lose consciousness immediately.

Of course, he couldn’t do that. There was still much to do.

‘First, recover my body through aura cultivation, call Semu to at least roughly purify the surroundings, and also call Buckal…’

Thinking he should call Semu first, Lumian took out the communication crystal from his pocket. And he asked him to come here with Buckal.

“Tell Sir Bucal Garcia to bring a communication crystal too. Direct line to Jenas.”

-Yes! Got it-nyong!

What strange speech pattern did he learn?

Lumian chuckled and assumed a posture for cultivation.

It seemed he couldn’t delay any longer.

His consciousness began to sink deep into his inner self.

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“Oh, Sir Bucal. Yes, it’s been a while. Did Sir Lumian say he had something to tell me?”

The Knight King smiled kindly upon receiving contact from Bucal Garcia.

He felt somewhat puzzled. It had only been three days since Lumian had asked if he had arrived in Jenas.

‘It can’t be just asking after my well-being again, so did something happen?’

Something had happened. Something very big at that.

After hearing Bucal’s words, the Knight King remained silent for a long time, and only after a full 20 seconds could he stammer out his words.

“He caught the Demon King? Sir Lumian Calard did?”

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