The Swordmaster Wants To Live Peacefully [EN]: Chapter 90

Swordmaster Wants to Live in Peace – 90

Grand Lotus (15)

Time and again, immense power collided in Bukhansan.

Even Kim Yun-ju, who was sitting in the shrine, couldn’t help but come out because she was so concerned about the terrifying power.

“Just what are they doing in Bukhansan?!”

Even from a distance, she could see the indiscriminate destruction of the natural landscape.

Red sword energy split the sky and the earth, shattering the world.

“Ugh…”

Bukhansan was her territory.

She communicated with the gods based on the sacred spirit of Bukhansan, but whatever happened, the spirit of Bukhansan was completely drained…

Even nature was being devastated.

“…Heavenly God, is this truly your will?”

-Do not doubt, child. All is the flow of fate…

The answer came to Kim Yun-ju’s question.

It was an answer she never expected to receive.

She sighed deeply, turned around, and said to her servant.

“We need to strengthen the barrier further. I will unfold a new technique. Prepare for it.”

“Understood.”

* * *

Yu Seong-wu had never had an easy fight.

If his body was comfortable, his mind was strained, and if his mind was comfortable, his body was strained.

He had also fought many battles where both his mind and body were strained.

And this fight was one of the latter.

‘…High-level magician.’

Most of the magic was deployed without casting, yet its power was also strong.

Numerous steel spears rose from the ground, and fireballs fell from the sky.

He had so many things to worry about that he couldn’t help but frown.

Still.

Swish!

It wasn’t that overwhelming.

Yu Seong-wu, using the steel spears rising from the ground as stepping stones, leaped up at high speed and showed off a flash of light.

A red line was drawn in the air, and Andro didn’t realize what had happened to him until a second later.

“Kugh!”

Yu Seong-wu, holding Andro’s right arm in one hand, spat out.

“With one arm gone, your magic deployment will be slower…”

Then, he threw the arm to the ground and kicked off the ground again towards the sky.

His sword, stretched out like a ray of light, flew towards Andro’s other arm.

However, Andro smiled, deployed a barrier, and then showed off a short-range teleportation.

It was the same pattern as before.

However, this time Andro teleported next to Beyorgan.

Beyorgan, who was trembling as he watched their battle, blinked when Andro suddenly appeared next to him.

Andro took out a black seed from his chest and said.

“Beyorgan, originally, I was planning to proceed in a slightly safer place, but I have no choice.”

“Wh-what…?”

“Now, Beyorgan. It is time for ascension. You will become an even higher being right now.”

With those words, Andro quickly shoved the seed into Beyorgan’s open mouth.

Beyorgan, who unknowingly swallowed the seed, let out a small groan and began to emit a bizarre energy.

“You son of a bitch…”

Yu Seong-wu, who quickly approached, swung his sword at Andro, but he once again used short-range teleportation to move high into the sky.

“Swordmaster, unfortunately, the fun ends here. I cannot face you in my current state.”

“Ah, shit… This is a coward’s escape pattern.”

“Then, I look forward to seeing you again next time. The only Swordmaster of humanity.”

The next moment, Andro’s figure disappeared. This time, it wasn’t a short-range teleport, but a long-range one, as no trace of him could be felt nearby.

Since Yu Seong-wu had no way to chase after the magician’s teleportation, he turned his attention to Beyorgan.

“…This bastard is on a monster transformation rampage pattern.”

Blood was flowing from all of Beyorgan’s orifices.

In addition, terrifying magic power was erupting like an explosion at the same time.

Before the situation worsened, Yu Seong-wu immediately slashed Beyorgan’s body with his sword.

He wondered if cutting him into pieces would stop anything…

“It doesn’t stop.”

The magic power continued to pour out.

Even after Beyorgan’s breath was cut off, the release of bizarre power showed no signs of stopping.

Not only that, but black tree roots sprouted from the cut surfaces and connected the severed parts of the body.

The momentum of the emitted magic power became even stronger.

“Ugh…”

Compared to the magic pillar from before, it was twice as strong.

Moreover, because divine power was mixed in, the intense power pushed back his approach, so Yu Seong-wu quickly retreated.

‘Initial suppression is important in situations like this.’

Monster transformation rampage patterns were like fires, where initial suppression was crucial.

But this wasn’t the type that could be suppressed in the early stages.

“What the hell did you do?”

Yu Seong-wu, who had created enough distance, looked at the magic power spewing out in all directions and let out a long breath.

He had used up quite a bit of aura, and it was uncertain whether he could face Beyorgan, who had completed his metamorphosis.

The difficulty would depend on what he transformed into.

“He seemed to be talking about ascension…”

And right after that, it looked like he fed him something.

Things were starting to get complicated. With fragmentary information, he could roughly understand what was happening.

‘The Ascension Church intervened and used some method to make Beyorgan go berserk.’

It wasn’t that difficult to guess what that method was.

He fed him something. Something like a black seed. He could find out what it was later…

“But how am I supposed to deal with this? This is ridiculous. Shit…”

He couldn’t help but swear.

Yu Seong-wu had no choice but to retreat further.

Whatever Beyorgan ate was using his body as nourishment, gradually increasing its size.

Even though it hadn’t been long, the power it emitted was getting stronger and stronger, and it quickly became larger than any tree in Bukhansan.

A black tree, ominous just to look at, was gradually increasing in size.

From a distance, it just looked like a withered old tree, but up close, it was more full of life than any other tree.

It was sucking up the life force of all the surrounding creatures and growing in size.

If left unchecked, all of Bukhansan would wither and die.

Beep.

-Oppa? Oppa! Answer me!

While he was contemplating what to do, a sound started coming from the walkie-talkie hanging on his waist.

It was a commendable device that hadn’t broken even in the midst of all that, probably because it was made of special materials.

Yu Seong-wu immediately took out the walkie-talkie and answered.

“Ji-woo?”

-Yes, Oppa, what’s going on inside the barrier?!

“Well, there’s good news and bad news.”

-Tell me the good news.

“I killed all the elves, but Beyorgan is half alive.”

-I said tell me the good news?

“The bad news is that the Ascension Church did something to Beyorgan and it’s fucked. If this continues, all of Bukhansan will wither and die, and it will affect the surrounding neighborhoods.”

-Hearing that, the good news is actually good. So what do we do?

He pondered for a moment and then said.

“Call all the barrier, sealing, and magic ability users. Call the Magic Tower and the Five Colors Shaman Association. Shu-a-nel too.”

-What if they refuse to cooperate?

“Tell them I’ll go and cut down anyone who doesn’t cooperate myself. It’s an emergency.”

In the worst case, the entire country of Korea could be destroyed.

There’s no way anyone would refuse to get involved in this situation.

If there were… those guys would be real traitors and should be hanged.

“Add that they should behave themselves if they don’t want to be traitors.”

-Okay, I understand. What about you, Oppa?

“I’ll try to hold it back here for now.”

With those words, Yu Seong-wu sent Il-saeng back and drew Sam-jeong.

Then, he took a long breath and raised the flames of purification.

As he swung his sword, a green flame split through the forest and pierced the black tree.

‘…It has some effect.’

Confirming that it was working to some extent, Yu Seong-wu dashed into the forest.

As always, towards a disadvantageous fight.

* * *

“My goodness, what is going on? The gods are screaming.”

“It’s like a bolt from the blue. Diver Yu Ji-woo, you need to explain what’s going on.”

About two hours after Yu Seong-wu’s call, everyone who received Yu Ji-woo’s call gathered.

At the command post tent set up near the large barrier of Bukhansan.

In response to Yu Ji-woo’s urgent call, the Magic Tower sent one 7th Circle magician, equivalent to a Grand Master class, and twenty subordinate 6th and 5th Circle magicians.

They had also moved their heavy asses after grasping what was happening in Bukhansan from the Magic Tower.

The dispatch from the Five Colors Shaman Association was fast.

It was thanks to the gods based in the Korean Peninsula who were clamoring about the ominous tree.

Twenty shamans skilled in barriers and seals came out under the permission of the Heavenly God.

Kim Yun-ju, who was on the peak of Bukhansan, also descended and mingled with them.

“I don’t know either.”

Inside the tent were the 7th Circle magician, and Kim Yun-ju and another shaman as representatives of the Five Colors Shaman Association.

In front of them, Yu Ji-woo blurted out that he didn’t know what was going on.

“You don’t know? You suddenly called all these busy people and you don’t know?”

“The person who can explain will be here soon, so please wait a little longer.”

Yu Ji-woo was waiting for Yu Seong-wu to come quickly.

He hadn’t been able to contact him since the last call.

He suspected that the walkie-talkie was broken.

And not long after, the outside of the tent began to stir.

Then, a disheveled man came inside and plopped down in a seat.

“Call Woo-hyun and Hong Seo-hwa too. Are there any more available S-ranks? Oh, right, that… the healer S-rank, call her too. Tell Grandpa he doesn’t have to come.”

At Yu Seong-wu’s words, Yu Ji-woo immediately made a call.

Baek Woo-hyun and Hong Seo-hwa, who were waiting, replied that they would be there soon, and Chae Mi-ryeong also replied that she would be there soon.

“Do you have a cigarette?”

“I don’t.”

“Shit… I’m so tired I could die.”

He had been burning the black tree as much as possible for two hours.

The tree wasn’t just being burned. It continued to defend itself using its roots, and even shot out sharp magic power from time to time.

“Wh-who is this person? Who is he to be so rude…?”

“Who are you?”

“I am So Joo-oh, a 7th Circle magician from the Magic Tower.”

“Okay, So Joo-oh, stop with the wannabe magician cosplay using that ridiculous *hao-style* [affected or pretentious] speech, and let’s talk about work. I’m really pissed off right now.”

“Wh-what did you say?”

Yu Seong-wu was quite stressed from what had just happened, so his nerves were on edge.

He was making it obvious that he was angry, tearing off his almost completely torn shirt and throwing it on the floor, and then said.

“Most of the elves in Bukhansan have been hunted down. Those crazy bastards were even shooting rifles. Isn’t that enough self-defense? They shot at me with guns, so I stabbed them with a knife.”

“Elves with guns?”

“Yeah. I don’t know where they picked them up… Anyway, in the end, the elder went berserk and became that black tree. I’ve been holding it back as much as possible, but if you don’t quickly put up a barrier and seal, Bukhansan will wither and die, and even the life force of the people in the nearby neighborhoods will be sucked away.”

“How can you be so sure of that?”

“Drop the *hao-style* speech… Ha, never mind. Have you ever been to another world? If you haven’t, don’t say anything. In my opinion, that’s a kind of World Tree.”

“That’s a World Tree?”

It was Kim Yun-ju who answered his words.

When Yu Seong-wu nodded, Kim Yun-ju frowned and muttered.

“Then we’re… really fucked, aren’t we?”

It was a vulgar way of speaking for a successful shaman.