The Swordmaster Wants To Live Peacefully [EN]: Chapter 209

Swordmaster Wants to Live Peacefully – Episode 212

White-Faced Golden-Haired Nine-Tailed Fox (3)

The pungent smell of alcohol washes away, replaced by the refreshing scent of the sea.

It’s also violent.

As the sea’s monarch and tyrant, the Sea Dragon mercilessly assaults the senses.

“Kugh!”

Yuseongwu steadied himself, readjusting his internal senses.

The Sea Dragon’s vista was so vast that a human body couldn’t possibly contain it.

From where Yonggwang [Yuseongwu’s sword] was plunged, a blue tidal wave surged in all directions.

White foam rose, washing away the disgusting flesh and strong liquor.

The Dragon’s Sea.

The Sea of rough storms held within the Dragon.

Yuseongwu’s first unfolded, complete unique world of the mind.

‘I can feel it.’

What Yonggwang holds.

What the deep storm sea is trying to show him.

“Do you think I’ll let you have your way!”

Dalgi roared at Yuseongwu, who was trying to unfold his unique world, and tried to suppress him using her divine power.

Her twelve tails unleashed various spells, oppressing Yuseongwu.

However, the tidal wave was already complete.

The rushing storm wave sweeps away everything around it.

[Unique World]

[Sea King Ancient Dragon Rhapsody]

The sea sings a song of storms.

Everywhere except where Yuseongwu stood was filled with seawater, and the forest was submerged by the waves, revealing the hidden sky.

A sky full of dark clouds.

Occasional glimpses of thunder and lightning.

The storm’s waves played a fast-paced symphony of the end.

The Sea Dragon, who dominates the sea, *is* the sea itself.

Just by tossing and turning, it parts the sea and reveals its bottom.

“…A good resonance.”

Yuseongwu liked the rhapsody played by the sea.

With no set form, the waves and storms expressed a pleasing rage, washing away even the anger that had filled his head.

A feeling of being completely unburdened.

Is this why people come to see the sea…?

However, the fight was not over yet.

“Yuseongwu─!!”

With Dalgi’s roar, the rushing waves parted, and she appeared, soaking wet.

Even though her unique world had been forcibly swept away, her still intact appearance suggested that she hadn’t lived thousands of years in vain.

‘Still, *just* thousands of years.’

The Sea Dragon that Yuseongwu hunted had lived an estimated minimum of ten thousand years.

The depth of the contained mind is different.

The aura and divine power consumed to build this unique world were enormous, but the result was very satisfying.

A small wave surged behind Yuseongwu, solidifying into a cape.

For some, it was a fierce wave, but for others, it became an authoritative cape.

With the cape made of waves, he raised Yonggwang, and a dragon tornado descended from the dark clouds, sucking up seawater and becoming a pillar that tore everything apart.

Dozens of such pillars.

The water pillars, resembling the shape of Yonggwang, all rushed towards Dalgi.

Water pillars with an intense rotation that seemed to tear the body apart just by touching them.

“Kuaaaaaaa─!!”

But Dalgi, as if not wanting to be defeated by that level, screamed and unleashed her divine power.

The stiffly straightened tails pierced and broke the water pillars, turning the spray into raindrops.

As if making a final struggle, she emitted divine power from her entire body and unfolded spells.

The numerous formulas drawn by her twelve tails tried to destroy the unique world drawn by Yuseongwu.

Yuseongwu, who swept up her wet, drooping hair with Yonggwang, created a large whirlpool under Dalgi’s feet in the air, sucking her in.

‘It’s a strange sensation.’

The moment he unfolded his unique world, he realized what he could do in this world.

And how to handle this power.

Was this what a true unique world was like? It felt like holding omnipotence in his hands.

Dalgi was sucked into the sea surface by the tremendous suction.

Having fallen into the water, she used all the formulas she had been drawing as propulsion, creating a long tail of water and leaping above the sea surface.

“Looks like a drowned dog.”

Somehow, it’s a funny sight.

Yuseongwu chuckled softly and swung Yonggwang at Dalgi, who was charging towards him.

Dalgi’s hand and Yonggwang collided, sparking flames.

The only light source in the dark storm, except for lightning.

Yuseongwu opened his mouth, blocking Dalgi’s constantly swinging hands.

“Now, are you starting to imagine what your end will be like? You dog-brained bitch.”

“Shut up! Do you think I’ll die in a place like this!”

“Only those who cannot foresee their end say such things.”

Dalgi couldn’t even maintain her human form.

Her face, which had been wearing Dang Yeongyeong’s skin, had returned to that of a fox, and fluffy fur was growing on her chest.

“And all those who said such things to me are dead.”

He pushed Dalgi far away with a powerful stab, spinning Yonggwang and gathering divine power.

A fierce vortex raged around Yonggwang.

And what appeared beneath his feet was the giant head of a Sea Dragon made of seawater.

“…May, Yonggwang.”

The day when the storms were fiercest in the seas of another world was the end of spring, the month of May when summer began.

The port cities locked their doors, offered sacrifices to the Sea Dragon to calm the sea, and prayed for an entire month.

Hoping that the Sea Dragon’s anger would not reach them.

What Yuseongwu was realizing from within the image of Yonggwang’s unique world was the Sea of May.

Even more, the most passionate, the sea where only storms existed, where they fought fiercely for each other’s lives.

Rain poured down from the dark clouds.

The lightning that had only flashed in the clouds fell on the sea, illuminating the sea.

Flickering lights.

Yuseongwu, amidst the falling lightning, rode on the Sea Dragon’s head and pulled Yonggwang towards him.

The raindrops grew thicker and fell even more violently, and lightning struck relentlessly.

Now, the rain and waves were so intense that he couldn’t see an inch ahead, but his red eyes were fixed on Dalgi, who had flown far away.

“Here I go.”

May, Yonggwang.

All magic power and divine power converge to a single point at the end of the fifth sword engraved in Yuseongwu’s soul.

What was completed was a small point compressing vast power.

Was it only the size of a finger joint?

A light source that emitted a blue light and was firmly positioned at the end of Yonggwang.

Yuseongwu postponed the sensation and shock that felt like his arm would fall off to his future self, and slowly extended Yonggwang.

Fifth Sword, Pinnacle (五劍ㆍ極) [Ogeom: Geuk – Pinnacle of the Five Swords]

Dragon Fang Severing Sea Strike (龍牙斷絶海擊) [Yong-a Danjeol Haegeuk – Dragon Fang Severing Sea Strike]

A strike that cuts through the Sea of May, filled with fierce storms.

The ultimate thrust unfolded in Yuseongwu’s unique world stopped even the world for a moment.

The aura and divinity that had converged to a single point, extending from his thrust, parted the sea.

And pushed away the air and raindrops.

The strike that cut through the world, drawn in a straight line in the air, pierced Dalgi and even penetrated her foundation.

The lightning-fast strike that occurred without any chance to avoid it completely swallowed her and covered the entire field of vision.

And when the field of vision returned to normal, nothing remained.

The unique world that Yuseongwu had unfolded disappeared, and Dalgi’s figure was nowhere to be seen.

All he could feel was Dalgi’s annihilation and her divine power flowing into him.

He recovered his body a little with divine power and trudged along.

Since the subject of the Abyss had died, it would soon collapse.

He had to get out of here before he was trapped forever.

He left the shattered palace, passed by the coldly cooled corpse of Cheonugong rolling around.

And he exhaled and muttered as he passed through the room he had burned down.

“…I’m tired.”

-Tired?

Then came a young voice.

Yuseongwu summoned Ilsaeng [another sword], held it in his hand, and looked around.

He couldn’t see the figure.

He couldn’t feel any presence, so it meant he was talking from afar with something like telepathy.

He sent Ilsaeng back and ignored the voice.

If it was something like telepathy, it would be blocked by building a thicker mental barrier.

When he blocked the telepathy, this time a piece of paper fluttered down in front of him.

He didn’t know where it came from.

He ignored it.

Then two sheets fell.

He ignored it.

Three sheets fell…

He ignored it.

As Yuseongwu’s will became firm, several sheets of paper fell from somewhere and formed letters in front of him.

He ignored it because it was in English.

Then it was recreated in Korean.

‘Just look at it once.’

What kind of strange thing is this…

Yuseongwu, who had been staring at the letters for a moment, grabbed a piece of paper that had come down from the sky again and checked the contents.

“Hoo…”

***

“Is it settled?”

“It seems so. All the guys that came out have been caught, and the Abyss has started to contract.”

The people who somehow dealt with the fox monsters that appeared from the double Abyss began to carry the injured while resting.

It wasn’t an easy fight.

The fox monsters each had strength comparable to a 2nd class Abyss, so they were difficult to defeat.

In addition, many people had already died or been injured due to Dalgi’s Abyss, making it even more difficult.

Nevertheless, those who somehow overcame it were grateful to have survived and prepared for another fight.

They had fought together just now because they had a common enemy, but now that those guys were gone.

“This bastard! How dare you, a member of the Demonic Cult…!”

“…If you take back what you just said about the Lord, I won’t do anything more.”

“Is it so annoying to call a member of the Demonic Cult a member of the Demonic Cult?”

It was natural that long-festering emotions could not be resolved in a single day.

People gathered around the quarrel between one righteous martial artist and one Demonic Cult martial artist.

A murderous atmosphere was created as if they would draw their swords and swing them at any moment.

However, thick tree roots that suddenly sprang up from the floor blocked the two groups.

Shua-nel, who had been fiddling with a game console nearby, was annoyed and split them apart with magic.

“It’s hard work in many ways. For everyone.”

“Still, the one who will suffer the most after the work is done is that child, right?”

Yuwol said, looking at Seomun Yeongil.

She seemed busy taking care of the Munpa [Sect/School] of the Breaking Heaven.

She was treating the injured and discussing future plans with the commanders of the Evil and Demonic factions.

The leader of Mukcheonhoe [organization], Yeongmyeong, did not have any major injuries, but needed rest.

It was because he had been fighting continuously from inside the Abyss.

The Demonic Cult Lord, Heuk Sahyang, who was carried out by Batorie, was in a state that required absolute stability.

This was because his body was badly damaged in the battle with Cheonugong.

“……!”

Yuwol and Shua-nel’s ears perked up almost simultaneously, and they turned their heads towards the still intact Abyss.

One person emerged from the huge hole.

Black hair, sharp impression.

It was Yuseongwu’s appearance, who had changed his appearance with an artifact.

In this place, he was called ‘Hyeonwol’.

He was wearing rags instead of the black robe he had worn when he went in, whether he had picked it up on the way.

Perhaps because it was chaotic, no one saw him come out, and he immediately approached Yuwol while suppressing his presence.

Those who found him were about to say something, but he put his finger to his lips and said.

“The business is over. I’m out of here.”