The 9Th Class Swordmaster: Blade Of Truth [EN]: Chapter 468

278. Delivering a Strike

“Lo, Lord…!! Is he really Lanchepo, who possesses the power of the Lord?!”

“Indeed… It’s highly likely. Why didn’t we think of that? When the Lord died, the unified Dimension Spiral shattered into fragments…”

“The Dimension Spiral we possess remains intact. Then the remaining fragment is the Lord’s.”

“The Source…”

The gods began to mutter one by one at Khalil’s words. But none of them showed any intention of opposing Khalil.

Only surprise and the fear that came with it.

“You. Are you saying you want to compete with me to see who the master is, betting on myself and this world?”

“I told you it would get a little more interesting, didn’t I? Then there should be something interesting besides the already known God’s Seat War, right?”

“Daring… A mere human trying to become a god!!”

“Now you know why my magic works on you. The fact that my magic works means that the Dimension Spiral I have is superior to your power, Hagane.”

Khalil called out the Demon King’s name.

Black smoke rose from the floor where the blood that had flowed from Yula’s mouth had stained, and Hagane appeared.

“Did you call me?”

Hagane politely placed his hand on his chest and bowed slightly to Khalil.

“No matter how much the Demon King of the Demon World is beyond the reach of God’s hand, he cannot defy God. After all, the realm is a lower world created by God, the master of dimensions. Nevertheless, what is the reason why he hid it from you and made a contract with Kai and Aesir?”

Khalil looked at Yula.

“Because there is a chance of winning. The possibility of killing a god right now. It’s absurd to ask the demons for loyalty. He doesn’t move if there’s no chance of winning.”

Swoosh-

Hagane stood behind Khalil as if he had been waiting for Khalil’s words.

“And he saw the probability of victory in me rather than you.”

“Yula, if he really has the power of the Lord as he says, we cannot win. We are subordinates who ascended to the God’s Seat with the fragments scattered after the Lord died.”

The third god, an old man, said.

“What do you want?”

“I am no longer rebelling against you as the king of the continent. As the master of this dimension, I will directly participate in the God’s Seat War.”

“Heh, heh heh…!! The master of this dimension? You know what that means, so are you confident that you can handle what you’ve said?”

At Yula’s words, Khalil shrugged.

“I clearly said it a little while ago, that this fight will be a little more interesting. If the master of this dimension where Exodia is opened changes, then of course the winner’s rules must also change.”

“…What?”

“Therefore, I propose to you,” Khalil said to the four gods behind Yula.

“If I ascend to the God’s Seat, I will create a new rule: God is fair. And just as I have given you a fair opportunity, my God’s Seat will be no different.”

‘A fair opportunity?’

‘What a joke.’

‘But…’

They knew that fierce competition was intertwined behind the sweet word of fairness, but none of the gods could refute Khalil’s words.

‘The only way to beat Yula in this situation is to use him.’

‘As participants of Exodia, we are masters of other dimensions, so the power we can use here is limited. But he can use the power of God completely.’

‘A human who can use the power of God that is no less than Yula. And if the rest of us gods add our strength…’

‘We can beat Yula…!!’

[I can hear the sound of heads turning here and there. Are gods such selfish beings?] Arhn Zavius looked at the faces of the gods and sneered as if he found it absurd.

[Yula is probably the only one who knows about the existence of illusion magic. Foolish guys. Do you think you can be a match for him no matter how hard you try?]

He looked at the four gods who were already cautiously harboring hostility towards Yula and muttered lowly.

“Don’t even think about it. Are you saying that a god will go under a human? Gods working together to put a human on the God’s Seat? Is that even possible!!! Everyone, wake up!!”

Yula shouted at the four gods.

Although she didn’t show it, she was actually anxious. The worst-case scenario she had thought of while sitting at the round table in the temple was that the four gods would turn to Khalil’s side.

‘Besides, even though he has the power of God, it cannot be said that he is stronger than Yula. After all, he is human.’

They thought Khalil was an easier enemy to deal with than Yula. After that calculation was finished in a short time, the eyes of the gods changed.

“Let’s hear it first. What will change if you ascend to the God’s Seat?”

The old man asked in a low voice. It was definitely a different attitude than before. Khalil laughed at his change, but he just laughed and said to everyone.

“I will not monopolize the God’s Seat.”

“Wh, what does that mean?”

“Until now, the structure has been that once the highest god is determined, the God’s Seat does not change unless that person disappears. Whether it was a coincidence or an inevitability, he was destroyed by Blader.”

Khalil showed his Dimension Spiral. A shimmering emerald jewel rotated as if dancing on his palm.

“Thanks to that, you who seized the opportunity must have been so fiercely fighting Exodia to obtain this God’s Seat no matter what, because it may be a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.”

Everyone’s eyes were on him.

“But what if Yula ascends to the God’s Seat? Will you really have a chance?”

Not monopolizing the God’s Seat.

For the gods, those words came as a shock.

Because no one had ever thought of that. When you have the fascinating absolute power of the God’s Seat, who would willingly give it up?

“Of course, I will have to put some conditions in place to prepare for the harm that may come to us when we give up the God’s Seat. Actually, I don’t really covet the God’s Seat. I’m just thinking about the safety of the world I live in.”

‘Ha, haha… What a fool.’

‘He’s saying he’s going to give up the God’s Seat himself. He’s just a human after all. He’s using his head because he knows that even if he survives Exodia, the other gods won’t leave him alone.’

‘Yes, if it’s a human and not Yula…’

[Kekek… Funny guys.]

Arhn shook his head as if he was dumbfounded and said in Khalil’s head.

[How can they look so much like humans? Their eyes are no different from those of an emperor who abandoned even his own children because he didn’t want to lose the throne.]

He sneered at the gods.

[Only desire remains in their eyes. Khalil, they probably don’t know that everything was your plan until this stage was created. Only Yula, who knows about the existence of illusion magic, will be burning inside.]

Khalil just closed his mouth and looked at the gods at his words. They will surely think that it is easier to deal with him, a human and not a god.

Without knowing what kind of results that easygoing thought will create. However, unlike the other gods, the second god with snake lips was quietly observing the situation as if he was lost in thought, unlike before.

“What are you doing?”

Yula turned her head at the gaze she felt from behind her and gritted her teeth.

The four gods took a step back.

“It seems like your Exodia is over here. Please step down.”

The old man said.

“There’s no need to argue about the rules or vote. It’s unanimous.”

The first god said, loosening his fist.

Blue and red lights began to permeate around him, the woman with snake lips, and the old man.

And that light enveloped Khalil’s entire body, just like the three gods.

“Stop!!!”

Yula shouted urgently at the sight.

“…”

The four gods were giving blessings to the gods of battle. The blessings used by the priests of the Order are prayers that borrow part of the power of God.

But the blessing that God gives directly was so intense that it could not be compared to the large-scale blessing created by hundreds or thousands of priests.

“Good.”

Khalil nodded as if he liked it, feeling the hot energy enveloping his body.

“Humans can never defy the God who created them. In the first place, the rebellion in the mythological era was bound to fail. To rebel against God…”

Woo-woo-woo-woong…!!

The blade of Polsetia turned blue, then red, and then blackened again.

“You have to become a god.”

Sar륵…!!!

At that moment, Mael’s sharp fangs were revealed, wrapping around the blade. At the same time, the armor of the Lycanthrope appeared on Khalil’s legs.

“You…!! How dare you…!!!”

Yula trembled and shouted as if she was embarrassed. But unlike before, she couldn’t easily reach out to Khalil.

“…”

“…”

And that surprise was the same for the three gods standing behind Khalil.

It was truly a thrill.

The three, called the gods of battle, felt the same pressure as when they faced the Lord from the energy emanating from Khalil, who was a mixture of the body of Lanchepo, the incarnation of God who could be called a demigod, the blessing of God, and the power of the Master Key.

Gulp-

The four gods who gave the blessing swallowed dry saliva without realizing it as they looked at Khalil.

‘Have we… made a mistake?’

‘Something is wrong.’

‘N, no. It can’t be. Still, rather than the master of the dimension…’

The gods, who had the same thoughts about Khalil until just now, now had different thoughts about him.

Someone blamed the mistake, someone blamed the mistake, and someone clung to a glimmer of hope.

But whether they thought it was wrong or a mistake, or whether they still had hope that they could beat a human, they couldn’t get rid of the blessing they had given to Khalil.

Because Khalil’s power was needed to fight Yula.

In a situation where they couldn’t do this or that, like a swamp they couldn’t get out of, the gods of blessing were just watching the situation.

“Come.”

Leaving the uneasy ones behind, Khalil grabbed his sword and faced Yula.

Yula’s face hardened.

Paat-!!!

At that moment, Khalil disappeared from sight as if he was disappearing.

“…!!!”

Kwaaaaaang—!!!!

Yula’s two arms, which she instinctively raised, were thrown back as if she was raising her hands in surrender with a fierce impact. Before she knew it, the distance between the two had narrowed, and Khalil was smiling faintly right in front of her face.

“Keugh?!”

The rule of God that nullifies human attacks seemed to be still valid, and Khalil’s sword bounced off, but Yula was pushed back by the intense impact, unlike before.

“If you don’t want to come, I’ll go.”

Khalil’s low voice in her ear.

Seogeok-

It was then.

Once again, Khalil’s sword drew an arc and fell from top to bottom.

“I’m going to finish this tiresome thing now.”

At that moment, the smooth blade pierced Yula’s right arm.

“Th, this…”

Yula, shocked as if she couldn’t believe it, just watched her severed arm fly into the air and fall.

Khalil’s sword is no longer a human sword.