The Swordmaster Wants To Live Peacefully [EN]: Chapter 253

Swordmaster Wants to Live Peacefully – Episode 252

Swordmaster Wants to Live Peacefully 252

The Remains (8)

Yoo Ji-woo was dazed.

Others were in a similar state.

Except for Veronica, everyone was exhausted. They looked like zombies, on the verge of collapse.

Their bodies had long been drained of strength.

Their magical power was almost completely depleted, leaving only willpower.

Only grit and the will to win.

“I think I’m really going to die now…”

Yoo Ji-woo muttered, her voice barely audible. She had considered giving up after passing stage 20.

But Yoo Seong-woo pushed them relentlessly, and they barely managed to pass stage 25.

It was a crazy, forced march.

“I… I want to stop now…”

With that thought, she glanced at the VIP seats.

Yoo Seong-woo remained seated, looking down at them, his expression unwavering.

He seemed to want them to push even further.

But to the divers, his face was no different from that of a devil.

She blurted out without thinking, “How many stages did you even complete that you’re pushing us this hard?!”

Yoo Seong-woo didn’t answer.

Paili, pretending to be oblivious, chimed in, “This great challenger single-handedly succeeded in breaking through the highest stage, 39!”

“Th-thirty…”

They had just barely passed stage 25, fighting as if their lives depended on it.

And Yoo Seong-woo broke through stage 39 alone?

That was an absurd level of strength. Did that mean he possessed power that a hundred of them couldn’t handle, even if they teamed up?

“Veronica, is that true?”

She turned and asked Veronica.

Veronica turned her head, feigning ignorance, as if she knew nothing.

From that reaction, Yoo Ji-woo realized that Paili’s words were true and sighed deeply.

And once again, her fighting spirit ignited. Stage 39… was that the minimum requirement to stand by Yoo Seong-woo’s side?

He said it was the highest stage.

Even though Yoo Seong-woo could have gone higher, he was limited by the system.

“Hearing that makes me want to push even harder.”

“I think so too.”

Baek Woo-hyun stood next to Yoo Ji-woo, and the others followed, taking their stances.

Yoo Seong-woo, watching them, smiled with satisfaction, and the cheers of the spirits filled the Abyss.

The indomitable fighting spirit excited the spirits, and their enthusiasm amplified the challengers’ fighting spirit once again.

The cycle of fighting spirit and madness that was characteristic of the ‘Tomb of the Warrior.’

A kind of magic that only occurred in the Tomb of the Warrior.

Thus, the fight began again, and the divers’ battle, sustained only by will and grit, ended at stage 30.

Yoo Ja-woo fainted, and Baek Woo-hyun was injured and forced to retreat.

The remaining three mages couldn’t hold the front line, and Jeanne’s collapse completely broke the party.

Veronica, unable to watch any longer, stepped forward and severed the head of the ancient demon, ending stage 30.

Since they were no longer in a state to proceed to the next stage, Veronica declared the end of the challenge on their behalf.

And what followed was a sweet reward time.

Boxes descended in front of the divers one by one.

A reward was determined based on the heat and struggle they had displayed.

“Those were great challenges! Challengers! I want to make you the champions of this arena, but fate does not allow it!”

Paili announced.

To make them champions meant to kill them and use them as nourishment and parts for the Abyss.

That’s what would have happened normally, but Yoo Seong-woo was glaring at him with fierce eyes, preventing him from doing so.

But, a little more from now on.

The game was about to be turned upside down.

Crackle, crackle….

Noise rippled through the Tomb of the Warrior due to fluctuations in magical power.

Only the mages, who were sensitive to the flow of magical power, and Yoo Seong-woo noticed it.

Yoo Seong-woo frowned and said, “Hey, spirit.”

“Hmm, what’s wrong? Everyone seems to be happy with the great rewards they received!”

“Did you forget what I said about not letting you get away with any tricks? Are you a goldfish because you’re a spirit?”

“What is a goldfish? Gold? Is it a fish made of gold!”

“So that’s how you’re going to play it? Well, then do everything you can. I’ll cut you all down and tear you to shreds.”

With that, Yoo Seong-woo got up from his seat.

He had eaten and drank a lot so far, so it was time to move a little.

The noise was getting worse.

The magical noise began to thicken to the point where even the divers who were resting could feel it.

Paili shouted, “Ah! Come to think of it, stage 40 has been prepared for you! I’ve been working on it for days.”

“Sounds fun.”

Yoo Seong-woo’s senses told him it was a trap.

He had roughly figured out how the Tomb of the Warrior worked.

It was difficult to bring in someone stronger than the guy he defeated in stage 39 in just a few days.

‘I know what you’re thinking.’

Yoo Seong-woo took a deep breath and jumped down.

Then, the closed iron bars opened, and intense waves of magical power flowed out from within.

“Veronica, take the kids and move back.”

The density of magical power was different from the enemies he had faced so far.

As if his whole body was made of magical power, a bizarrely shaped monster walked out, reeking of ominous energy.

It was like mixing the monsters he had faced in the Tomb of the Warrior like clay and roughly kneading them with his feet.

Yoo Seong-woo muttered, “I should have written a non-aggression clause in the contract.”

The effect of the demon’s contract was definitely great, but its limitations were clear.

The problem was that you couldn’t write a detailed contract like an insurance policy.

If that were possible, Yoo Seong-woo would have presented Paili with a lifetime slave contract.

So.

Now, all he had to do was cut down the guy he sent out, trusting him, and let him know who was in charge.

So that he wouldn’t even think of showing his claws again.

“Am I still a little drunk….”

He didn’t get drunk easily, but he had drunk more than a dozen bottles of strong liquor, so he might be a little drunk.

But it was a moderately good level of intoxication, so he didn’t bother to shake off the alcohol and went into battle.

If anyone saw him, they would say what kind of guy fights drunk, that it’s crazy….

Liquor has been a good friend to warriors since ancient times.

It relieves tension and helps you forget fear.

It is also a drink to commemorate departed comrades.

“Did you get good life insurance?”

Yoo Seong-woo looked at the bizarrely shaped monster and plunged Heuksa [Black Death] into the ground.

The energy of Heuksa, reacting to his divine power, spread in all directions and consumed the Colosseum.

[Heuksa(黑死)]

[Extreme Curse Zone(極限咀呪地帶)]

The land of curse covering the Colosseum.

Yoo Seong-woo stood in the middle of it and exhaled a long breath mixed with alcohol.

Then, he looked at Paili in the audience and said, “You bastard, you’re going to have to cough up the stage 40 reward for sure.”

It will be a bit of an expensive price.

Yoo Seong-woo shook his feet, took off his shoes, and kicked the ground with his bare feet.

He rushed in front of the monster in an instant and swung his fist instead of his sword.

The monster swung the greatsword he was holding to meet him, but Yoo Seong-woo’s clever fist avoided the path of the greatsword like a snake and dug into his jaw.

Something seemed to break from the monster’s jaw, which was a mixture of various characteristics centered on the armor Modred [Likely a reference to Sir Mordred, a figure from Arthurian legend] was wearing.

Yoo Seong-woo had trained not only swordsmanship but also martial arts.

If he didn’t have a sword, he had to pick one up and use it, and if he didn’t even have that, he had to smash the enemy with his fists.

Even the most skilled martial artists couldn’t hold a candle to him.

The fist, drawn in a fluid curve, gained even more momentum and slammed the monster into the wall of the Colosseum.

“Th-this can’t be….”

Paili’s hollow voice echoed from the audience, watching the two’s battle.

The stage 40 monster was created to defeat Yoo Seong-woo.

A fusion life form created based on the type – Knight, by fusing the advantages of the champions existing in the Tomb of the Warrior.

A powerful guy born using the treasures in the treasure vault….

Not even a sword, but knocked out by a single punch?

The monster rose from the wall of the Colosseum.

He looked fine despite taking a strong hit.

“Th-that’s right! I believed in you, Champion! Show the justice of stage 40!”

“Should I just kill him.”

Contract or whatever….

But the Tomb of the Warrior is an Abyss that will be useful in the future.

It’s a perfect place to train, but he couldn’t just get rid of it.

-Kuaaaaaaaaah─!!

The monster’s mouth opened wide, and a huge roar burst out.

It was the monster’s cry that shakes people’s minds.

‘Was it the guy who came out around stage 14?’

The prediction was correct.

An existence close to a chimera [A creature made of mixed parts from different animals] made by mixing the characteristics of the guys who have appeared so far.

There were some guys he had never seen before, but it wasn’t a big problem.

The monster, who spat out a thick roar, kicked the ground.

He lowered his body extremely, running on two feet and one hand.

The greatsword dangled in his opposite hand, chasing after the running monster.

More like a beast than a knight.

The Archangel’s wings on the monster’s back fluttered, adding to the propulsion, making it a terrifying charge like a dump truck.

And then, a slash that carries the speed as it is.

“Hmph.”

Yoo Seong-woo snorted at the attack that made his knees tremble just by looking at it, and took out Owol, Yonggwang [Dragon Light].

A cone-shaped sword specialized in stabbing rather than cutting.

You could say it’s closer to a lance.

Yoo Seong-woo infused Yonggwang with Aura and instantly built a spiral storm.

[Yonggwang(龍光)]

[Dragon Fang Piercing Sea Strike(龍牙貫通海擊)]

Is it the monster’s hatred, born from a mixture of all sorts of things, or the Swordmaster’s sword?

Which one is stronger will soon be decided.

Yoo Seong-woo’s sword tip aimed at the monster’s forehead.

Exactly the part where the head is.

The part that might have been Modred’s helmet.

The monster saw the blue light emanating from the tip of Yoo Seong-woo’s sword.

His instincts screamed that it was extremely dangerous. He realized that no matter how strong and tough he was, he would not be safe if he faced it head-on.

He judges and moves at the same time.

He twists his body to correct the trajectory of the slash he unleashed.

The greatsword with a grim aura collided with Yoo Seong-woo’s sword at their respective points of impact.

What followed was a flash and a roar.

The ruthless light that instantly steals sight and hearing and the belated roar that completely silences the surroundings cover the Tomb of the Warrior.

“Wh-what is this!”

“Deploy the barrier to the maximum─!!”

“I’m already deploying it!”

The aftermath even reached those who had retreated.

The Colosseum was very large, so the distance was quite far, but the collision of the two forces tried to swallow even them.

The mages squeezed out the magical power they didn’t have and erected a barrier to prevent them from being swept away.

Is a simple collision of forces like this? It was unbelievable.

Yoo Seong-woo was getting stronger and stronger to the point where they couldn’t know the end of that power.

And soon the storm subsided. It was not a natural subsidence, but due to the wind pressure of the greatsword wielded by the monster.

-Kiaaaaaaaaak─!!

The monster, in a hideous state with cracks all over his armor, screamed as if in pain.

Then, Yoo Seong-woo, who was unharmed, walked out of the storm and slapped the back of the monster’s head with his palm.