The 9Th Class Swordmaster: Blade Of Truth [EN]: Chapter 480

283. Finale (3)

[Long time no see.]

Alrn Zaviuss raised his staff. Violet mana, unique to arcane power, began to condense at its tip.

[I was curious about how far my magic could reach. It seems I will see the results today.]

Crack…!! Crackle…!!

He drew the staff vertically, as if shaking the sky. The clouds parted around him, and sharp lightning descended.

Arcane Art – Wrath of the Mad Heavens.

Alrn was surprised he could manifest the last secret technique of arcane art without incantation, something he’d never achieved before. He also felt a desire to test the limits of his abilities.

[To have the curiosity of a mage even while confronting a god…]

Zarka Hoch clicked his tongue as violet lightning poured down.

[Where else would I find a better opponent? A perfect target that can withstand anything I throw at it.]

[A target… Yes, if it doesn’t resist.]

Yula, pierced by Toska’s blade of light, remained motionless, slumped. Alrn’s lightning struck her.

Kwajajajajajak…!!

Electricity surged, and the violet lightning dyed her surroundings blood red.

Her body convulsed, but she didn’t scream.

As Alrn raised his staff again, Zarka Hoch’s face hardened.

[Something’s not right.]

Clang-!!

Instantly, sharp blades emerged from the back of his hands, black as night and radiating an eerie aura.

[Whatever you’re plotting, I’ll find out.]

He aimed his blades at the unmoving Yula and lunged.

[Hoo-eup…!!]

As Zarka Hoch sprinted, a black aura trailed behind him like a tail, marking his path.

With the light movements of an elf and a speed that seemed to transcend limits, like watching a puppet show, he appeared to possess both his living and dead forms, unlike the others.

Paat-!! Bang!!!!!

A blast erupted behind him, increasing his speed with each step.

The distance closed instantly. He moved behind the crouching Yula, plunging the two blades into the back of her neck.

Chwaaaaaaaak—!!!!

It was a perfect, clean strike.

[…….]

However, Zarka Hoch stared at Yula with a stiff face.

“Confirm?”

Yula’s lips curled into a smile.

“What are you going to confirm? Are you going to watch yourself die?”

“Puh-ut…!!!!”

Blood sprayed from Zarka Hoch’s mouth as he looked at her.

Clang…

His twin swords, aimed at Yula’s nape, were cleanly severed. At the same time, Yula’s sword pierced his neck.

[Zarka…!!!!]

Alrn cried out, seemingly shocked.

“You only have one fragment of God’s power. How much harm do you think you can do to me with that?”

Yula shouted, clutching Zarka’s throat.

“The reason I left you alone was because you would throw yourselves at me like moths to a flame, offering me the Dimension Spiral!!!”

[Tuh.]

A thick lump of blood fell from Zarka Hoch’s mouth, landing on Yula’s cheek.

Slurp-

The phlegm-mixed blood dripped down her cheek and onto the floor.

[Kill… Kikik.]

Zarka Hoch, his throat destroyed, began to laugh bizarrely.

[Hey, you think that’ll kill me?]

“…….”

Yula frowned slightly.

[Are you mistaking me for my living self? Think about it. What’s above your neck isn’t just a decoration to balance your weight. How can death be established for someone who is already dead?]

Crack-

Zarka Hoch broke his own head. The broken head fell to the floor, and a black mist enveloped him as a new head formed.

[We may only have one Dimension Spiral, but we can be stronger than you.]

Kwaaaaaang—!!

He slashed his arms horizontally, and sharp black sword energies surged towards Yula.

FIt-!!

A sharp wound appeared on Yula’s cheek, but she ignored it and swung her sword at Zarka again.

[Haa-ap…!!!]

With a short shout, Zarka also entered her domain. Kaang-!! He knocked away Yula’s sword and thrust the sword in his other hand forward.

A crimson flame erupted.

It looked like a flame that burned the life of the undead.

Chaeng!!!!

The flames spread like blooming flowers, and Zarka relentlessly drove Yula back, as if squeezing out his last breath.

[Because we are not afraid of death. We’ve already experienced it. But you are different. You have lived from the beginning of time. That will be your poison!]

Yula’s sword aimed for his chin, but he arched back, dodging the attack, and crossed his arms, slashing.

The sword, with fierce rotational force, scattered like a horizontally laid crescent moon.

[Haa…! Haa!]

He breathed roughly.

“Annihilation… Certainly, it is something to be feared even for me, a god.”

Yula looked at him coldly.

“But even you, who are dead, are panting. As if you were alive. Why? Is it painful?”

[Ha… Haha…]

Zarka Hoch’s face turned pale. A drop of cold sweat dripped down his forehead.

Gurgle… Gurgle…

Bubbles formed on the neck Yula had grabbed.

“God’s poison.”

She said softly.

“I created this world. No matter how much you have the power of God, as long as you are in this world, you have no choice but to follow my rules.”

“Kuluk…”

Zarka wiped his lips with the back of his hand.

A sticky, green liquid, like poison, smeared his lips.

“Not afraid of death? That’s when you were creatures. None of you have ever experienced death. True death is annihilation. Ignorant fools. Even the existence of the soul is ultimately God’s grace… You underestimated the power of God too much.”

She gently stroked Zarka’s head.

“Your master would have said this.”

A whisper.

“One down.”

Just then.

[…Stop!!!]

Toska hurriedly raised his hand.

The darkness parted, and pure white lightning fell from the sky.

But unlike before, Yula looked at the blades of light and said.

“Toska, you and the Platinum Dragon are the dragons closest to God among the creatures I created.”

Her body, emitting a red aura, became transparently clean.

“Just as the power of God is light and darkness, I gave you the power of light and the Platinum Dragon the power of darkness. I gave you heat and him cold.”

Yula said, reminiscing.

“You both challenge God in different ways. But what can you do with only half of it?”

She reached out towards the falling lightning.

“You will eventually meet the same end as the Platinum Dragon. You are mistaken. Light and darkness are my origins, but don’t think that the heat emitted by your sun creates darkness. You don’t have darkness. So, just as the Platinum Dragon’s coldness cannot cut me, neither can you harm me.”

Kwaaang!! Bang! Bang! Bang!!!!!

Hundreds of blades of light fell, but an opaque barrier formed around her, absorbing Toska’s light magic.

“Hmph.”

Yula nodded, satisfied.

[Could it be… that she deliberately took the ancient magic to absorb the power?]

Alrn said, trembling. After the battle with Khalil, Yula’s power had weakened.

But after being hit by Toska’s ancient magic twice, she was more vibrant than ever.

Kukung-!!

She took a step forward.

A vibration, like an earthquake, shook the area.

Kururururu…

The ground cracked from her foot like a spider web.

Chwareureuk! Chwagagagagak…!!!!

Black tentacles poured from the cracks, pitch black with snake-like mouths and sharp teeth at their ends.

[Damn it…!!]

Alrn raised his staff, knocking away the swirling tentacles and gathering arcane power.

Crackle…!! Crack!!!!

The violet lightning condensed in his grasp and scattered, burning the black tentacles with a smoky haze.

It was difficult to protect Khalil while blocking Yula’s relentless attacks.

The tentacles surged like waves, and Alrn retreated under the barrage.

Thud-! Kwajik!!

A tentacle bit Alrn’s arm.

[Keuk?!]

He tore off the tentacle, but the wound didn’t heal easily.

“It’s God’s poison. Yula can change her attributes. Only those with both light and darkness can face her.”

[You mean only humans can.]

Alrn nodded at Khalil, who had regained consciousness.

[If you’re going to say it’s only you, stop it. I told you, the gap is created by us, the dead. I, too, can mix light and darkness through arcane art.]

He clenched his staff.

[Wait. I’ll create a gap.]

“Wait.”

Khalil grabbed him.

[…?]

“You, Zarka, and Toska… It’s good to step up, but you’re ignoring humans too much.”

[What do you mean?]

“I acknowledge the majesty of the dead, but the living won’t sit still and wait for the future you create.”

Khalil stared into the distance.

“Wait. The gap for the dead to move will be created by another living person.”

* * *

[Keok… Keoeok…!!]

Yula’s blade, stuck in Zarka Hoch’s chest, contained the power of the sun that Toska had unleashed.

His body was entangled in tentacles, and an emerald fragment was embedded in the end of the sword piercing his back.

[Zarka…!!!!!]

Toska called his name, helpless against the tentacles that the sun’s power couldn’t penetrate.

“I’ll finish this.”

Yula said to the trembling Zarka Hoch. He twitched a cheek and struggled to swing his sword.

Whoong-!!

Unable to withstand the weight, his body leaned forward and fell towards her.

Yula tried to pull the sword back as Zarka covered her.

“The power of God is light and darkness?”

A voice came from behind Yula, obscured by Zarka.

“There is one here who has it all.”

“You…”

Kwazazazazazazaza—!!!!

A hand clutched the Dimension Spiral stuck in the end of Yula’s sword.

Yula’s eyebrows twitched.

“Who…”

She looked at Miliana, collapsed far away, with the aura of light a human couldn’t possess.

Yurin Hugard and Anchar were barely keeping her alive with blessings and healing. No more divine power was felt from her.

‘The fragment of God has been transferred?’

Yula pushed away Zarka and looked ahead.

“Kungen.”

A familiar name.

Kwazazik…!!!

The two swords he held flashed.

Thunder has light and heat, is more free in the water, contains the wind, and also has the darkness of the dark clouds.

A deviant who has transcended the boundaries of the Spirit King or Spirit.

Eidan Hamil’s eyes turned bright yellow and shone. The twin swords flashed with divine power-filled electricity. He already felt a full divine power from him.

Wadedeuk…!!

He shoved the Dimension Spiral, embedded in Zarka Hoch’s heart, into his mouth and bit down.

“…Lord Ure!!!!”

Yula called out the enemy’s name for the first time.