The Swordmaster Wants To Live Peacefully [EN]: Chapter 244

Swordmaster Wants to Live Peacefully – Episode 243

Tower Master Conference (9)

Various sounds echoed from all directions.

The screams of people, the creaking of moving attractions.

The squelching of flesh, the dripping of blood, filled Maximum’s world.

Just standing there made Yoo Seong-woo feel his mental strength draining away, so he took a deep breath to steady himself.

‘It’s completely different from before.’

Maximum, having absorbed the power—whether it be authority or mana—of the Ascendant Church, displayed a power completely different from before.

The rising mana itself was a threat, and the density of the compressed unique world was suffocating.

But even so.

“It doesn’t seem like I’ll lose.”

Perhaps it was because he, too, had become much stronger.

He had cut down many deities, absorbing them and making them his own.

Having become a body that wouldn’t budge against ordinary deities, there was no way he would be shaken by a world created by a being who hadn’t even properly obtained divinity.

Closing his eyes for a moment and then opening them, what filled his vision were colorful attacks.

The clown’s hands, now larger than before, came crashing down from both sides.

The magic and abilities of the Ascendant Church members, including Salome, pressed in.

Attacks filled with the intent to kill him no matter what.

‘I feel strangely pleased.’

A strange feeling arose.

When attacked by an enemy, one should be angry or even reveal murderous intent, but Yoo Seong-woo felt a sense of joy.

The sight of them revealing their full power and baring their fangs to kill him was exceedingly enjoyable.

‘…Am I gradually going insane?’

But such thoughts were fleeting as Yoo Seong-woo swung Life [his sword], cutting away all 잡념 [japnyem – distracting thoughts] and everything else that came at him.

In a gap even smaller than 0 seconds, beyond human perception, he cut down the clown’s hands and magic, then exhaled deeply.

‘Is it because of the divinity? I should look into it later.’

“Now, it begins!”

From behind Maximum, two more pairs of hands sprouted, forming hand seals.

Including the original pair, a total of three pairs of hands each formed seals, manifesting magic.

They pulled out illusions and materialized them into reality within his unique world.

What Maximum materialized were sharp blades.

Daggers, dirks, longswords, and shortswords alike, he rained them down like a storm.

A sword rain (劍雨) [geomeu – a barrage of swords] that filled the field of vision.

Yoo Seong-woo sent Life back and summoned the Other World [another sword].

Holding two swords, shorter than Life, he took a deep breath and began to swing.

He began to parry each and every raindrop made of swords falling towards him.

Could a human swing a sword and deflect every raindrop, preventing their body from getting wet?

It was impossible.

There was no way to deflect hundreds, thousands of raindrops falling per second with a sword.

It was impossible without cognitive abilities, speed, and precision that surpassed human limits.

Tung, teodeong…….

The sound of metal clanging echoed. The sound, which initially rang softly, gradually grew louder.

Soon, it filled the eardrums like an intense rain.

The two swords Yoo Seong-woo wielded were so fast that they drew numerous afterimages, forming a sword membrane (劍膜) [geommak – a shield of swords] around him.

An absolutely impenetrable barrier that didn’t allow a single raindrop to pass.

Without using divine power, he created an umbrella that could never be pierced, solely with his pure skill.

As the rain of swords gradually subsided, the sword membrane created by Yoo Seong-woo also gradually faded.

And Yoo Seong-woo, having lightly parried the last falling dagger, looked at the frozen Maximum and said.

“That was a decent warm-up.”

His body was burning here and there.

But, it wasn’t his full power yet.

He had only just finished warming up, so he was planning to gradually shift gears from now on.

“Kill him! Kill him!”

Maximum shouted, forming hand seals once again, and the others constructed magic.

As they were all capable individuals, the speed of their magic construction was tremendous.

In an instant, hundreds of spells were completed.

Maximum added illusions to them, making the magic even more powerful, and their magic soon became so vast that it covered the entire unique world.

All sorts of magic, led by a giant black fireball blazing in the sky, poured down like rain.

At the sight that seemed to recreate the end of the world, Yoo Seong-woo chuckled and kicked off the ground.

The time it took to reach maximum speed from zero was only 0.2 seconds.

A red straight-line charge that could not be stopped even if one mobilized human senses, or even if they predicted his movement.

Yoo Seong-woo, who had disappeared from their sight, reappeared behind them.

Standing with his arms wide open, he lowered his two swords, and a storm of sword strikes swept along the path he had passed.

Other World (二界) [Igye – another dimension]

Sword Forest (劍林) [geomrim – a forest of swords]

A forest made of swords unfolded with two swords.

The bodies of those within its range were torn apart as if they had been put into a blender, splattering blood and flesh.

Even if they noticed the anomaly and surrounded themselves with shields of mana, the forest of swords did not let go of those who entered.

It even shattered the shields mercilessly.

The sword unfolded by Yoo Seong-woo was truly a disaster.

A massive scar he left on the world with his sword.

Glancing back, there was no one standing.

There were no monsters either.

All had either died with their limbs severed or were crawling on the floor, reduced to a pulp.

“Serves them right.”

He spat out a word and briefly looked down at the Other World before seeing Maximum, who was still not dead.

Maximum could not escape the damage of the Sword Forest either.

The moment Yoo Seong-woo charged, he attempted to defend by stacking giant hands upon each other, but Yoo Seong-woo’s sword tore them all apart and sliced off Maximum’s limbs.

Maximum slowly raised his recovered body and looked at Yoo Seong-woo.

The red hair that had changed at some point.

Bloodshot eyes with a thick layer of fighting spirit.

At the sight of him looking like a monster who had lost his humanity, Maximum let out a hollow laugh.

“Is this… what it means to reach transcendence? 教主 [Kyoju – religious leader], please give me an answer. What is the ideal world you desire? Why do you allow such a being to run rampant?”

“So that’s how it is. The fact that the 教主 [Kyoju – religious leader] isn’t coming to catch me himself means he’s in a situation where he can’t move.”

“You goddamn bastard! You son of a bitch!”

“Those aren’t very pleasant words to hear.”

“You, at least, here, no matter what…….”

Maximum gathered the remaining mana. Even all the power that had been supporting the unique world, which had turned into a miserable state.

The various parts of the widely spread unique world gradually tore away, leaving empty spaces here and there.

Dimensional collapse occurred as Maximum gathered mana.

And he finished preparing to compress and release it as much as possible.

“No matter who you are, you won’t be able to withstand the mana explosion that occurs in this imaginary dimension! Haha! It’s my victory! This, Maximum’s!”

The mass of mana gathered in Maximum’s hands glowed red.

The red mass of mana vibrated as if it would explode at any moment.

Yoo Seong-woo estimated the mana contained within and licked his lips.

“If that explodes, this entire area will be completely blown away.”

It was an imaginary dimension, so nothing would be destroyed, but at that level, it could even affect reality.

Moreover, there was no way to escape, so he would face death as it was.

‘In that case.’

The only answer would be to cut it down.

Yoo Seong-woo put away the Other World and drew his Life.

The red blade hummed.

-I will definitely cut it down.

“I think the same. Life.”

A brief communion with Life.

Both were filled with the will to cut it down, and they drew up the aura of their entire bodies.

They finished preparing to cut it down by coating Life with divinity and blood.

“Take this!”

Maximum laughed and released the mass of mana.

Maximum’s body exploded first, and it gradually increased in size as it approached.

In that fleeting moment, Yoo Seong-woo gripped his sword firmly to cut down the mass of mana.

However, the act of him swinging his sword did not occur.

Right next to him.

A small hole appeared, and a hand popped out, grabbed Yoo Seong-woo, and pulled him in.

Yoo Seong-woo was sucked into the hole, and the hole closed immediately.

Just before the hole closed, Yoo Seong-woo’s hand popped out, with only his middle finger standing tall.

Maximum saw that sight before losing consciousness and muttered.

“You’re a son of a bitch to the end. You are…….”

***

Led by an unknown hand, Yoo Seong-woo arrived at what appeared to be a laboratory.

Those who had escaped earlier were gathered there as well.

“Are you alright?”

“Looks like you opened the door well.”

“Yes. Thanks to Medea and Bertrand’s cooperation… we were able to escape before that strange world distorted.”

“Then where is this?”

“It’s Bertrand’s clock tower, where we could open a door the fastest.”

It was England.

Yoo Seong-woo, who had inadvertently arrived at the source of all magic and spells, sent Life back and looked around.

Not everyone had safely escaped from Maximum’s unique world.

Some were injured while shaking off pursuers, and some were dead.

None of the remaining Tower Masters had died, but their companions were either severely injured or dead.

“He wasn’t someone who should have died like this…….”

“…….”

The living mourning the dead before the deceased.

As he watched the moment of silence continue, Bertrand cleared his throat to draw attention.

“This incident is truly regrettable. I never expected such an unfortunate event to occur at the Tower Master Conference.”

The damage was too great.

One Tower Master was a traitor, and two had died.

The companions they brought were also traitors, and there were traitors among those brought by other Tower Masters as well.

The Tower Masters who brought such people would be suspected of being traitors in the future and would have to be mindful of others.

They would also need to prove that they were not affiliated with the Ascendant Church.

Bertrand’s gaze contained such meaning, and the Tower Masters quickly accepted it.

Yoo Seong-woo said.

“I killed all the bastards in the imaginary dimension. That clown bastard also self-destructed at the end and died.”

Yoo Seong-woo spat out those words, his gaze sweeping over those who had approved of his 처분 [cheobun – disposal/execution].

Those who received his gaze flinched and shrank back slightly.

Yoo Seong-woo continued.

“If you don’t want to end up the same way, you should be careful in the future.”

At the short but intense warning, people held their breath.

Yoo Seong-woo nudged Seong Cheon-gyeon’s shoulder.

“Let’s go back to Korea.”

“Understood. The imaginary dimension is unstable due to the explosion just now, so let’s go back by plane.”

“Alright.”

“Reina, please.”

“…Understood. Tower Master.”

People felt a sense of unease only after a long time at the sight of him naturally ordering Seong Cheon-gyeon around.

‘…Did Namsan Tower Master join hands with Swordmaster Yoo Seong-woo?’

‘He must have made a bad impression with this agenda.’

‘He won’t be able to do external activities for the time being. To avoid his wrath.’

From the beginning, the thought arose that Seong Cheon-gyeon had brought Yoo Seong-woo to take the lead in the Tower Master Conference.

But they had already quickly left the clock tower.