The Swordmaster Wants To Live Peacefully [EN]: Chapter 170

Swordmaster Wants to Live in Peace – Episode 170

Vlad Tepes (7)

Those who live long become monsters; every single one of them.

To maintain a healthy body without physical degeneration for hundreds of years implies immense power.

Like the High Elves, who lived for over a thousand years, and the Vampires, who lived for hundreds.

Moreover, they accumulated that power within their bodies over their long lives.

Given that, how strong would a True Ancestor Vampire, who had cultivated power for so long, be?

They were called the pinnacle of their species, strong enough to contend with most Dragons.

Aside from the ancient mysteries and magic they had learned over the years, there was their racial trait, the ‘Authority of Blood.’

It was the power to control the blood of creatures possessing it, including their own.

They could drain the blood of those without resistance, killing them instantly, and even dry up the blood of those considered strong.

In the case of Yoo Seong-woo, Schua Nel, and Bathory, their resistance was too strong to be controlled by the Authority of Blood.

Even without controlling their blood, there was still plenty of blood to manipulate.

The blood stored underground and the blood of their familiars. Chepesh’s Blood Spears, formed by drawing all of it, rained down like a storm.

Yoo Seong-woo watched the scene, reminded of the Vampires he had faced in the past.

They weren’t True Ancestors, but high-ranking Vampires who gathered to wield the Authority of Blood.

He had seen a similar sight back then.

The spectacle of creating various weapons from the blood extracted from lower Vampires was quite a sight.

‘What did I do back then?’

Back then, he didn’t have any companions, so he had just taken it all head-on, it seemed.

He had weaved through the gaps in the weapons, swung his sword, and skillfully endured the unavoidable hits.

His body had been riddled with holes, but he had somehow survived and slaughtered them all.

But now was different from then.

He had companions, and he himself had become stronger, so…

He would avoid becoming a human pincushion.

The falling spears stopped.

“I can’t hold it for long!”

Resisting Chepesh’s Authority, Bathory also used her Authority of Blood.

Only for a brief moment, but the pouring Blood Spears halted.

As if time had stopped…

It was a fleeting moment.

A time that others would have missed with a blink of an eye, but it was more than enough for Yoo Seong-woo.

The moment the Blood Spears stopped, Yoo Seong-woo’s time began to flow slowly.

His mind, focused to the extreme, accelerated, and colors lost their brilliance.

Only three colors entered his eyes.

Black, white, and red.

The red spears falling from the sky, the red sword in his hand.

Chepesh’s red eyes and his own red eyes filled with animosity.

Yoo Seong-woo kicked off the ground.

The stopped world wouldn’t last long. He surged forward before everything returned to normal, thrusting his sword.

In the slowly flowing world, Chepesh’s eyes turned towards Yoo Seong-woo, but his body didn’t move.

Whether the hand was faster or the eye was faster.

The result of the debate was revealed as an obvious fact.

A moment.

In the time it took to blink, he traversed the distance in an instant and pressed his sword against Chepesh’s neck.

The two’s gazes intertwined in the air, and Yoo Seong-woo’s blade was swung mercilessly.

The blade, rising from below, tore through Chepesh’s blood-soaked robe.

The strongest defense using Authority was shattered by the strongest Swordmaster, and the vulnerable skin inside was also torn by the blade.

Yoo Seong-woo’s blade cut through Chepesh, inflicting a fatal wound.

At the same time, the slowed world returned to normal, and the stopped spears fell.

“Cough!”

The sound of Chepesh exhaling.

Even while suffering a fatal wound, he bent his fingers to alter the trajectory of the spears.

Towards himself and Yoo Seong-woo.

“Do you think I’ll let you do as you please!”

And at that moment, Schua Nel’s magic unfolded.

A powerful magical barrier that could deflect even Authority covered Yoo Seong-woo.

Yoo Seong-woo grinned and raised his middle finger at Chepesh.

“Suck it, you bastard.”

The pouring Blood Spears were all deflected by Schua Nel’s magical barrier.

A high-level magic that twisted gravity protected Yoo Seong-woo’s body.

However, the Blood Spears mercilessly pierced Chepesh.

He was being struck by his own attack, but Yoo Seong-woo knew that it wouldn’t cause him much damage.

Because, in the end, it was blood.

Weapons made of the Authority of Blood didn’t inflict much damage even when they struck the caster.

Therefore, Yoo Seong-woo had no choice but to swing his sword again.

Chepesh’s reaction was slow due to the large wound he had suffered.

He relentlessly targeted that spot.

Hitting an already injured spot was a basic tactic.

“Flesh! Flesh! Flesh!”

As his crazed voice burst out, Chepesh seemed quite flustered, and his reaction became even slower.

However, Yoo Seong-woo didn’t sever Chepesh’s breath [didn’t kill him].

He inflicted wounds all over his body and then retreated, giving him time.

As if wary of something.

Finding that his tricks weren’t working, Chepesh felt the need for even greater power.

His body was covered in wounds.

Normally, these wounds should regenerate quickly, but Yoo Seong-woo’s strange power prevented regeneration.

So, all that was left was to squeeze out the power he had spread out.

Chepesh raised his hand. Then, the magic power in the atmosphere began to ripple, and the bundles of gray magic power extending from Chepesh also trembled.

The bundles of magic power soon began to be sucked into Chepesh’s body.

It was the process of recovering the magic power and Authority that he had spread among his familiars.

Each one was an insignificant power, but many a little makes a mickle [a lot of small things add up to something big].

When they were all gathered, it was an enormous power.

“…This wasn’t power meant to be used on you lowlifes.”

Perhaps because he was from the Middle Ages, his tone was quite classist.

Yoo Seong-woo took a long breath at the enormous power that began to be felt from Chepesh.

‘A True Ancestor is indeed a True Ancestor.’

Too strong for a mosquito.

How hard did that mosquito have to level up to possess power that transcended its species?

‘At this rate, he wouldn’t be inferior to the True Ancestors from other worlds, would he?’

Chepesh was strong, having increased his familiars over a long period and accumulated their power.

However, gathering that power would be his downfall.

Yoo Seong-woo said.

“You don’t have any familiars now, do you?”

It would be upsetting if he escaped by taking the soul from a familiar’s body.

Since he was capable of possession, it wasn’t impossible.

It would be very, very upsetting.

So, he had induced him to gather magic power from all his familiars.

If he had launched a numbers game with his familiars from the start, the story might have been a little different.

If he had cowardly run away while extracting his body, he would have had to engage in a very, very long chase.

But the fighting spirit of the Wallachian principality’s Duke, which remained in his mind, did not allow escape.

And, a Vampire without familiars…

“You pathetic bastard without familiars. You’re dead now.”

It wasn’t Yoo Seong-woo who said it.

It was Bathory.

Of course, it was the correct answer. A Vampire without familiars was far less troublesome.

No matter how much he strengthened his power by taking the power of his familiars.

“I will pierce and kill all of you.”

Chepesh, who had gathered the power of his familiars, floated into the air.

The wounds that Yoo Seong-woo had carved into his body had already healed, and on the back of the blood-soaked robe that he wore like a uniform, there were wings made of blood.

Flapping his wings woven from blood, Chepesh unleashed the Authority of Blood once again.

The Authority of Blood, now stronger than before, created a wave of blood.

The crimson blood that surged from the ground covered the earth, taking the form of various monsters.

Vampire bats, wolves, chupacabras [a mythical creature said to attack and drink the blood of livestock]…

Yoo Seong-woo was a little puzzled by the fact that a chupacabra was among them, but it wasn’t important.

Chepesh created a wave of blood and muttered, breaking the necklace in his hand.

Most of the artifacts in the basement were destroyed while causing them to go berserk, but this was the only artifact he hadn’t consumed.

“I will cover the earth with blood… I will stain the world with blood.”

As the words flowed from Chepesh’s mouth, the blood covered the world, manifesting his will.

A unique magic unfolded by those who reached the realm, a ‘Unique World.’

Called by various names such as ‘Territory’ or ‘Zone,’ the world of those who reached the realm was a representation of their will.

The embodied will seized space and pressured the enemy.

The master of the world where will was manifested could even display god-like authority for a moment, so stepping into another’s world was no exaggeration to say that it was a step closer to death.

“Unique World…?!

Bathory’s eyes shook.

The world that only those who had reached the realm could unfold appeared before her eyes.

Bathory was a Great Mage, but she couldn’t yet unfold a Unique World.

Because her world had already been destroyed and turned into ruins.

A Vampire without even the will to represent.

Schua Nel was the same. Her will, having spent many years in the Elven village, was weak.

She had never experienced a great war, and although she had endured with a strong will, it was not enough to represent it.

The two bit their lips tightly as they watched the transformed world.

To think that Chepesh had reached the realm where he could unfold a Unique World.

However, Yoo Seong-woo didn’t panic and shouted.

“Why are you panicking! How many times have we seen a Unique World?! And it’s a hastily made world using an artifact!”

The two wanted to retort that they had only heard about it, not seen it, but there was no time.

Chepesh raised his hand and said.

“Arise, Blood Castle.”

Following his muttering, a large royal castle soared behind him.

On the walls of the royal castle made of blood, a huge throne was erected.

Chepesh sat on the throne, crossed his legs, and said.

“It is the royal decree. Offer all your blood.”

It was ridiculous nonsense, but their bodies didn’t listen.

Despite resisting with enormous magic power, Bathory and Schua Nel tried to tear their wrists with their own fingernails to cut their arteries.

Yoo Seong-woo clicked his tongue and stomped his foot.

A wave of Aura spread out from him, distorting the laws of the Unique World.

Only then were Bathory and Schua Nel freed from having to tear their arteries.

“Focus on resistance and defense. I can’t keep releasing you two from control forever.”

Yoo Seong-woo said that and gripped his Lifeblood tightly.

He never thought Chepesh would unfold a Unique World.

It was a Unique World that even Thomas and Andro couldn’t unfold.

A Unique World that only a select few could unfold through bone-carving efforts [extremely difficult and dedicated efforts].

Yoo Seong-woo could also unfold it, but it was still an incomplete world.

If he summoned such an incomplete world with shallow thoughts, he would be devoured by Chepesh’s world.

‘It seems to be the ability of the artifact.’

It wasn’t bad for something hastily made.

If it was this good with something hastily made, what would the world be like when it was truly completed?

As Chepesh wished, the world would be covered in blood, a terrible place filled only with the stench of blood.

He took a long breath.

Since he had entered the Unique World anyway, there wasn’t much he could do…

‘I’ll do what I can.’

The work that a swordsman can do.

That is, ‘to cut.’

Yoo Seong-woo raised his Lifeblood high.