The Swordmaster Wants To Live Peacefully [EN]: Chapter 254

Swordmaster Wants to Live Peacefully – 253

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The meteor shower that struck the back of his head made his palm tingle, so Yoosungwoo frowned and kicked the monster back into the wall.

That was the end of the monster; it couldn’t get up again.

The final moment of the 40th-stage monster, which Pailly had created with such dedication, was a kick, not a sword.

Yoosungwoo tore off his tattered shirt and threw it on the floor, then looked toward the audience seats.

Pailly, looking utterly mortified, twisted his face into an awkward expression that was neither a smile nor a scowl.

-The condition is met! Come out!

Pailly shouted and threw something into the air.

Squinting, Yoosungwoo saw that it was a black necklace.

A small figure popped out of the necklace, absorbed the monster that had been smashed into the wall, and began to devour the surrounding negative energy.

“……!”

The Extreme Curse Zone, spread by Black Death [a powerful cursed sword], was being sucked into it.

Yoosungwoo felt like Black Death’s power would be completely drained if he let it continue, so he canceled the summoning.

Moreover, that wasn’t all.

A string of characters escaped from Yoosungwoo’s chest and was absorbed by the figure.

The same thing happened from Pailly’s chest.

Seeing this, Schuel shouted.

“……It’s eating the curse! The devil’s contract is a kind of curse!”

“Huh, is that what you were counting on?”

As Schuel said, Yoosungwoo felt the contract breaking.

Not only the contract with Pailly but also the contract with Dantalian [likely a reference to a character or entity from a previous contract].

Yoosungwoo saw the figure landing in front of him.

It was the body of a small child with long hair fluttering wildly.

The being born from eating curses reached out to Yoosungwoo.

Kwaaaang!

And at that moment, Yoosungwoo was blown backward by an intangible force and slammed into the wall.

It happened too fast to react. Yoosungwoo, stuck in the wall, coughed and pulled himself free.

‘What was that just now?’

It was an invisible, intangible force.

As he blinked, the figure that had been far away instantly approached and punched him again.

-That’s right! That’s it! This is the power of the 41st stage!

“That bastard…….”

Yoosungwoo muttered and summoned Ilsang [his sword] to deflect the punch.

The shockwave shattered the Colosseum wall.

-W, well done, no, that doesn’t seem right!

Pailly, who had been ecstatic when the Colosseum was half-destroyed, quickly changed his tune.

Restoring it wouldn’t be too difficult, but it seemed like it would take quite a bit of effort.

“A being born from eating curses.”

A tremendously tricky guy.

It devoured Black Death’s Extreme Curse Zone and even ate Dantalian’s contract.

Perhaps that’s why it exudes curses from its entire body as it approaches.

If he didn’t raise his aura to defend himself, he would be riddled with all sorts of curses just by being near it.

“Oppa! I’m coming to help…!”

“Don’t come! You’ll just be a hindrance!”

Right now, no one other than himself has the means to resist the curse it emits.

Even if they endured with magic power, it would only be for a few dozen seconds.

‘I can’t take out Black Death.’

Black Death also has the characteristic of absorbing curses, but its suction power was superior.

If he took out Black Death, the power contained within it would be completely sucked away.

“……!”

Yoosungwoo maximized his senses and rotated his body.

Again, the monster’s fist grazed past, smashing the Colosseum.

-Odium! D, don’t destroy the Colosseum!

“Hmm…….”

At Pailly’s words, Yoosungwoo fought with his back against the wall.

The speed and power of the monster called Odium were clearly superior to his own.

It could only be described as overwhelming.

Each simple punch and kick was close to a disaster.

It was obvious that it would be impossible to receive them head-on, so he deflected them all toward the Colosseum.

Kwaaaang!

Every time Odium swung its fist or kicked, the Colosseum collapsed.

The spirits in the audience seats were swept away and physically attained Nirvana [a state of enlightenment and liberation] one by one.

It might have been due to the power of the curse.

And eventually, it even destroyed the VIP seats where Pailly was.

‘He only summoned it, but he can’t control it.’

Yoosungwoo continued to deflect the attacks and observed Odium.

He endlessly searched the memories in his head and analyzed its characteristics.

‘Rather than having a specific form, it’s closer to a thought entity. Ordinary physical attacks won’t even do any damage.’

‘Can I cut it with Ilsang? Even if I cut it… the curse is so strong, I don’t know what will happen.’

If he didn’t know, he had to try it himself.

Yoosungwoo deflected the fist that came at him again, rotated, and accurately stabbed his sword into its nape.

Ilsang is a sword that cuts anything well.

A sharp blade forged with Yoosungwoo’s soul.

It was a famous sword that easily cut through steel, and even a treasured sword that cut through various illusions and mysteries.

It was also possible to cut the soul, causing the body’s functions to be lost.

Kaaang─!!

The result of striking Odium with such Ilsang was not a scene of it being sliced like tofu.

It was the result of trying to cut something that could not be cut.

The sword bounced back with repulsive force, and Odium’s fist slammed into Yoosungwoo’s chest.

He tried to give flesh and take bone [a risky gambit], but instead, only flesh was torn off.

Yoosungwoo, who was buried in the rubble of the collapsed Colosseum, coughed and vomited blood.

“Ptooey.”

He spat out the stagnant blood, took a long breath, and firmly gripped Ilsang.

He couldn’t cut it with Ilsang. Then, what could he use to cut that guy?

-I almost attained Nirvana…….

While Yoosungwoo was pondering how to defeat Odium, Pailly slowly rose from the rubble.

Yoosungwoo didn’t miss the moment and reached out his hand covered in divine power to grab Pailly’s hair.

“You bastard, you dare betray me? Didn’t I tell you? If you betray me, I’ll chop you up and kill you. You trash.”

-A, Ack! M, my hair!

“Release the summoning right now. Then I’ll let you off with just one or two limbs.”

-K, Keuk, do you think I’ll release it?

“Then I have no choice but to tear you apart right now.”

Yoosungwoo grabbed Pailly’s hair and deflected Odium’s attacks.

Pailly’s face turned pale as Odium’s fist barely grazed past him.

Still, Pailly did not bend his will.

-Whether I release it or not, I’m going to die anyway, so let’s die together! You damn Swordmaster!

“Your concept is completely broken.”

It wasn’t wrong.

Yoosungwoo was planning to tear Pailly apart no matter what.

Yoosungwoo threw Pailly away and blocked Odium’s fist with the sword’s surface, deliberately being pushed back.

-Aaaack! My waist!

He seemed to hear Ilsang’s scream for a moment, but he lightly ignored it.

He created distance. But Odium charged again.

The power of the curse continued to strengthen, and now the surrounding space itself was distorted every time it took a step.

The curse contained in Odium’s body was distorting the space itself.

The place where it stood was transforming into its own unique world.

“Ilsang, do you have any good ideas?”

-What are you expecting from a sword? You know very well that there’s only one thing I can do.

“That’s true.”

But, he couldn’t cut it this time.

When he swung Ilsang earlier, it was fine even though he swung it with divine power.

Yoosungwoo wasn’t stupid enough to repeat the same thing, and he wasn’t foolish enough to keep cutting until it worked.

And there was no time.

He didn’t know where it was replenishing its power, but Odium’s energy was still growing.

“Hoo…….”

Odium extended its fist.

Having learned a little, the trajectory of the fist twisted strangely, making it impossible to deflect the force.

However, Yoosungwoo’s skill was still superior.

He immediately modified his swordsmanship to deflect Odium’s attack and stabbed his sword into Odium’s neck.

Kang!

But again, the sword didn’t penetrate and bounced off.

Perhaps recognizing that his power couldn’t reach it, it no longer paid attention to the sword strikes.

-■Uh.

An unknown word echoed in his head. Was it Odium’s language?

Frowning at the voice that seemed to erode his mind, he swung his sword.

Odium’s fist struck the sword, sending Yoosungwoo flying.

He was buried in the rubble again.

How many times had he been buried?

He got up from the rubble and opened his mouth.

“…An ancient deity born from curses. A trait that absorbs all kinds of curses.”

It was a type of enemy he had never seen before.

What it had devoured were all kinds of curses and deities.

The fact that it could accept divine power meant that a vessel worthy of it had been completed.

He didn’t know why it had been sealed in a necklace, but the ancient deity that had been sleeping for a long time had been awakened by Pailly.

“Hoo…….”

He took a long breath and deflected Odium’s attacks several times.

And, the gap in skill was gradually narrowing. Odium was learning skills at a terrifying speed and attacking.

“I don’t know what god it originated from, but…….”

Still, he didn’t feel like he was going to lose.

Yoosungwoo canceled the summoning of Ilsang. If it was a sword that ate curses, then what constituted its body was also a curse.

The most effective swords would be Ilsang and Igye [another sword], which had the characteristic of ‘severing’, but the sword’s characteristics didn’t work.

Perhaps it was because it was a curse that could not be cut or severed.

‘So, instead of severing the curse, they sealed it.’

Then, the way to eliminate it was to seal it or…….

Completely eradicate it. Its very existence.

“Then, there’s a suitable sword.”

It was a sword he wouldn’t normally take out, but this wasn’t a normal situation.

He blocked Odium’s fist with his arms crossed and was pushed back.

Creating distance, he loaded his aura and spoke so that everyone could hear.

“Everyone, close your eyes and turn your backs. Or hide behind the rubble. Remember that you must never look this way. Whatever happens, it’s not my responsibility.”

Yoosungwoo, who declared that, took a deep breath and concentrated his mind.

There were a total of seven swords embedded in his soul.

Following Ilsang (一生) [One Life], Igye (二界) [Two Worlds].

Following Samjeong (三精) [Three Essences], Black Death (黑四) [Black Four].

Following Owol (五月) [Fifth Month], Six Mang (六望) [Six Desires].

All of his swords were no different from organically connected living beings.

The swords that had gained egos after spending a long time together.

Among Yoosungwoo’s swords, the fourth sword, Black Death, was by far the most wicked.

Six Mang was also a wicked sword comparable to it.

It wasn’t a demon sword that tried to devour its owner like Black Death, but…….

The conditions for handling it were too difficult.

“Hoo…….”