The 9Th Class Swordmaster: Blade Of Truth [EN]: Chapter 479

283. Finale (2)

[Not bad.]

Alrn Zaviuss, having returned to his prime with his magic at its peak, wore a peculiar smile, as if filled with new emotions, and spoke in a low voice.

[I think I understand why you, who call yourselves gods, are so intoxicated with your own power. It truly feels like you could change the world.]

He looked at Yula.

“To crave the power of a god as a spirit without a body… You’re just a pathetic being, crushed by power, your very soul about to be extinguished.”

[Well, we’ll have to see about that. After seeing a human you disregarded kill three gods, will you still say the same?]

At Alrn’s words, Yula looked at him, slightly furrowing her brow.

“Darn it……!!!!”

It was then.

Among the corpses of the gods that had fallen around Miliana, one, as if not yet taking its last breath, staggered to its feet.

“Why me……!! I, a god……!!!”

The hood of the robe fell back, revealing a lizard-like face with blue scales amidst tangled hair. The man shouted as if he couldn’t accept the situation.

[So, there was one still alive.]

Alrn looked at Miliana, but he couldn’t blame her; she was already unconscious. She had done well—not just enough, but beyond her capabilities.

[Hmm.]

He spoke to the god with the lizard face.

[Which one are you?]

But soon, as if realizing his question was meaningless, he shrugged and continued.

[Well, it doesn’t matter which one you are. You’re going to die anyway.]

“Arrogant bastards……!! If it weren’t for the restrictions on power due to the rules of another dimension, you humans would never have faced such a humiliating end!”

[Are you saying your defeat is merely because of the rules?]

Alrn scoffed at the god’s outcry.

[It’s because you’re weak.]

He grabbed the god by the scruff of his neck.

[We dragged you down from the very bottom, from nothing. Then what explanation do you have for the unreasonable conditions we faced?]

“Kugh……!! Kkeugh……!!”

[Do you think this is child’s play? There’s no such thing as a fair fight. It’s the same for you guys.]

“L, let go of me!!”

[Let go, my ass. I’m not generous enough to spare an enemy. I’m not.]

Alrn raised his other hand towards the sky.

Chijijik……! Jjeojeok……!!!

Then, a silver staff appeared above his outstretched palm.

[Long time no see.]

It was the staff he used during his time in the Council of Seven Elders [a group of powerful mages]. But it wasn’t just a simple staff.

Because the staff, made purely of magical power, was a magical entity that both existed and didn’t exist at the same time.

“How……? To create so easily, despite being a spirit……?”

The god with the lizard face looked at the staff Alrn had created, wearing an expression of disbelief.

[The power of God is said to be made up of the union of two opposing forces: light and darkness, creation and destruction, combat and balance.]

Purple magic flashed in the staff Alrn held.

[The synthesis of power. No one among humans has studied it as much as I have.]

He was the first human to create arcane arts [a unique form of magic].

All humans are born with only one attribute, but he was one of the seven disciples who received magic from the Platinum Dragon Nardimaug, and he alone created the unique synthetic magic called arcane arts.

What was amazing was that he achieved all these feats merely as a human.

[As you guys say, having a living body can be a restriction when using such dangerous power. But as a spirit, I can use that power completely.]

Certainly, unlike Carryl, who synthesized the power of God through swords and magic, he had incorporated the Dimension Spiral [a source of immense power] itself into his body.

The lizard god felt his shoulders trembling without him even realizing it. It was an overwhelming sense of pressure, even for a god.

“Can you…… really handle the power of God? Excessive power will only lead to destruction.”

Kwazuzuzuk……!!!

“Keok……!!”

As Alrn swung his hand from top to bottom, a red lightning bolt fell from the sky with fierce speed, piercing the lizard god’s head.

“Aaaaaaack……!!”

The lizard god’s entire body turned black.

His arcane arts, imbued with divine power, seemed to contain his rage.

[So?]

Alrn said, stepping on the god’s charred head.

[I’m already dead anyway. Even if I’m consumed by the power of God and meet my end, so what?]

His staff pointed towards Yula.

The silver-crafted staff gleamed in the light.

[At least I’ll go with you guys.]

[Show off.]

It was then.

[But that’s quite a pleasing thing to say. The dead are the ones who can clean up after the living. I’m a bit late, but I’ll join you in your work.]

Jarka Hochi, who had appeared unnoticed, lifted the Dimension Spiral remaining in the charred corpse of the lizard god and spoke as if he had been waiting.

[I’m already dead, so it doesn’t matter what happens to this body… But if there’s one thing I regret, it’s not being able to see your future.]

He looked at Kay Rothschild, standing far away, and gave a strange, bitter smile.

“Jarka…….”

Appearing before her once again, he lightly placed his hand on Kay’s shoulder.

[It was fun. Watching you reminded me of when I served Purel.]

“I am your master. I will not forgive you for acting without my orders.”

Kay said to him with slightly trembling eyes. But she knew better than anyone that her words were forced.

[I am one who was bound by the past. Seeing this much is already more future than I deserve. Go forth. You, in my stead.]

Woooooong…….

The magic stone embedded in Jarka’s heart trembled, resonating with the Dimension Spiral, and the two gems merged into one.

[Kugh…….]

Despite being a doll, the shard of god entering his heart caused him to involuntarily gasp in pain, as if his entire body was burning.

[He swallowed this without even flinching? What a monstrous human.]

Aln simply smiled at Jarka’s words.

Before he knew it, he had transformed from the doll’s fake body into the vibrant elf who once guarded Elvenheim, and he marveled at his own body as he scanned it.

[Now……. There’s still one left.]

Holding the last remaining Dimension Spiral, he looked at Karil in the distance and said,

[If I delay any longer, his ability to stop Yula will reach its limit. I have no choice. I’ll have to use this one as well.]

[Wait.]

At that moment, Jarka pointed behind Aln Zavias at his words.

“……Get out of here!!!”

As the second shard of god returned to Jarka Hochi, Yula felt that it would be dangerous if things continued this way.

She tried to shake off Karil’s persistent defense.

But the more she tried, the more persistently Karil blocked her.

“I can’t let you go easily.”

Karil stood before her, staggering.

“Kugh!!!”

Ferocity was evident in Yula’s distorted face. As she raised her hand and struck down at Karil, hundreds of beams of light struck him.

“Keuheok!!”

Karil tried to block the light with his sword, but with a series of explosions, his body floated into the air, bounced away, and slid across the floor before collapsing.

But the beams of light did not stop there, piercing through his back, and Karil’s body bent backward once more.

Red blood spread down his spine and onto his clothes.

“Too late.”

Karil, sprawled on the floor, staggered to his feet. His face was a mess, but a smile hung on his lips.

“The owner of the last fragment has arrived.”

At his words, the sound of a giant Bone Dragon flapping its wings could be heard from above.

[There is one more dead person. And the most reliable one at that.]

[Indeed.]

Aln nodded, looking up at the shadow cast over his head.

[I’m ashamed, but I’m late. How could an ancestor stand by and watch while the descendants are working so hard?]

The Golden Dragon Toska glided through the sky and landed on the ground below.

[Standing by and watching? You’re quite the liar. Wasn’t the reason you told us about Karil’s plan from the beginning to steal the Dimension Spiral?]

Aln shook his head and said,

[If we hadn’t stepped in, you probably would have taken all three Dimension Spirals.]

He handed the fragment to Toska.

The Golden Dragon, polymorphed into a human form, took it without hesitation.

Whooooosh……!!!

Unlike the other two, Toska absorbed the power without any resistance, and as he returned from a semi-transparent undead form to a clear and vibrant appearance, he wore an expression that seemed to convey a myriad of emotions.

[Definitely a dragon.]

Jarka Hochi knew how intense the power of the fragment was, so he couldn’t help but stick out his tongue.

As an elf, he was a creature born with divine attributes, but unlike him, who had forcibly swallowed it, Toska perfectly controlled the divine power as if it had been his own from the beginning.

[Just as there is light and darkness in the rising and setting of the sun, my power is closer to God than any other race.]

Aln Zavias nodded at his words.

[In the end, you’re saying that you can use the power of God more reliably than any of us.]

Although he had been betrayed, Aln, who had learned magic from the dragon, spoke to him as if paying respect to a teacher.

[Then, would you show us first? Show us that God is not great, but merely someone with great power.]

Kwaaaaaaaaah—!!!

At that moment, the world turned white as if filled with light, as the radiance pouring from Toska’s surroundings filled everything.

Polsettia’s ancient magic.

The First Golden Deception [likely a powerful illusion or deceptive technique].

It was magic he had created in his lifetime, but its power was incomparable to when he was alive.

“You……!!!!!!”

Yula screamed at him as she looked at the thousands of light blades rushing towards her in the radiance.

Clang-!!!!

She raised her sword.

The blade glowed red, and a red light enveloped her entire body, creating a barrier.

Swish-

“…….”

But at that moment, her face hardened.

The eerie feeling of being cut clearly on both arms was vividly conveyed to her.

After two black flashes passed through Yula in Toska’s light, Aln and Jarka Hochi stood behind her.

A tingling sensation ran through her arms, and as the arm holding the sword fell down, the shield protecting her disappeared, and thousands of blades of light pierced her.

Swish……! Swish swish!!

Thud! Kwaaaang—!!!

The blades of light, like thorns, trembled as they pierced her entire body like a hedgehog.

“Keok…….”

Yula staggered, letting out a final groan.

[Stand up. You are the only one who can finish this.]

Before he knew it, Aln Zavias grabbed Karil’s shoulder, who had fallen, and supported him.

“Aln…….”

[You’ve held on well. Now, we will create the opening we’ve been waiting for so long.]

He looked at Karil and gave a faint smile.

[What you have to do is simple. Just stick the sword into the back of the god’s neck.]