The Swordmaster Wants To Live Peacefully [EN]: Chapter 320

Hercules (2)

Herkules’ life was a struggle.

He fought, fought, and fought again to achieve what he wanted.

Born extraordinarily, Hercules was destined to become a hero.

Chiron, the teacher of all heroes, taught him weaponry, and he grew up under the patronage of several gods.

Eventually, he completed the twelve impossible tasks, achieving both worldly fame and a touch of divinity.

The unique world of Hercules, completed in such a way, revealed his core beliefs.

Yuseongwu examines Hercules’ unique world that encompasses the landscape.

Mountains are everywhere.

Numerous mountains surround them, and the blue sky stretches high above.

Herkules, standing in the center, clenched his staff with both hands and shouted.

“My name is Hercules! A hero of Greek mythology!”

[Unique World]

[Hero: Hercules (Ήρωας: Ηρακλής)]

The divinity prevalent in the unique world is drawn into Hercules.

The mighty divinity instantly amplified Hercules’ presence, exuding a different sense of pressure than before.

A self-enhancement type of unique world.

It’s not about changing the environment to his advantage, but a hero’s world that solely enhances and completes himself.

A hero is a title given to those who overcome adversity even in unfavorable environments.

Only with his own power.

Herkules’ body, having undergone extreme self-enhancement, was filled with bulging muscles, and his blood vessels wriggled as if about to burst.

“…A true hero.”

Yuseongwu bowed his head to pay respect to Hercules.

Although he was attached to people he didn’t like, Hercules was a rare warrior and a true hero.

A true hero god, unlike Ares, who ran away.

The unique world represents the essence of that person.

It is an upright world.

The great hero Hercules. A world that is so fitting for that name.

Yuseongwu firmly gripped his sword and focused on Hercules.

Herkules kicks off the ground. A sonic boom erupts a beat later, and in the blink of an eye, he breaks the sound barrier and thrusts his staff at Yuseongwu.

A simple stab.

However, the moment it leaves Hercules’ hand, it transforms into a terrifying stab that seems to pierce the very fabric of reality.

Yuseongwu could only react to the stab aimed at his heart.

He dodged at the last moment and blocked with his sword, barely avoiding a fatal wound.

However, he couldn’t completely negate the impact and flew backward, rolling on the ground.

After rolling dozens of times, he regained his balance and stood up, but Hercules, who had already closed the distance, thrust his staff again.

“Kugh!”

He blocks with the sword again.

Ilsaeng screamed that he was dying, but there was no other way.

Herkules’ speed, which was twice as fast as before he unfolded his unique world, was like a ray of light.

A speed that even Yuseongwu found difficult to follow. There could be nothing more unbelievable than this speed coming from such a physique.

“Where has the momentum from just now gone!”

Herkules, who approached, chose to ‘swing’ this time instead of stabbing.

The staff swung horizontally, making a gruesome whistling sound as it approached his side.

Yuseongwu inserted Samjeong between himself and the staff at that moment, using it as a shield.

-I’m!! Not a!! Shield!! Ah!! Veronica!! I miss you!!

Samjeong’s scream echoed.

Yuseongwu, who slid back with long footprints on the ground, took a breath and examined Hercules.

He is, literally, a monster.

“If it’s a self-enhancement type, he won’t be able to maintain it for long…”

“I will kill you before it ends.”

“You sound so confident.”

Yuseongwu took a deep breath and assumed a fighting stance.

Avoiding is not always the answer. It might be possible to endure until Hercules’ unique world dissipates, but…

That won’t contribute to my growth.

This is war. A place to demonstrate the full extent of my power.

Although the eyes of some gods are obscured by Hercules’ world, the gazes of some greater gods are still felt.

The three main gods of Olympus.

Zeus, Poseidon, Hades.

In particular, Hades of the underworld wants to gauge how far his supporter can go, especially since his wife [Persephone] has expressed her support.

“I have no choice. Come to me, Heuksa.”

A streak of black light falls from the sky and lands between Yuseongwu and Hercules.

A demonic sword that emits endlessly ominous energy and absorbs even light.

Herkules instinctively raised his guard at the appearance of Heuksa.

“Deploy.”

As Yuseongwu spoke, the earth began to turn black, centered on Heuksa.

[Heuksa(黑死)]

[Extreme Curse Zone(極限咀呪地帶)]

The cursed earth, saturated with divinity, unfolds within Hercules’ world.

Herkules snorted at the widespread curse, which offered no escape.

“This level of curse cannot hold me back!”

“I suppose.”

But this was not the extent of Yuseongwu’s preparations.

“Samjeong.”

At Yuseongwu’s call, this time a green light falls from the sky and is embedded next to Heuksa.

“Burn.”

This time, green flames erupt.

[Samjeong(三精)]

[Absolute Purification Fire(絶不情火)]

Following Heuksa’s extreme curse zone, green flames spread instantly, scorching the earth.

Curse and flames quickly engulfed the ground.

Even so, Hercules remains steadfast.

Even if his feet seem to be burning, this is nothing to him.

Even if it is a thorny path, he will run without hesitation.

“Is this the end! Then I’m coming!”

“No, not yet.”

Yuseongwu summoned one more sword. A blue streak fell from the sky and was embedded at Yuseongwu’s feet; it was Owol, Yonggwang.

Yuseongwu raised Ilsaeng high and drew Yonggwang.

“You’re good at stabbing. So I’ll show you a stab too.”

Maybe twice.

As Yuseongwu took a stance, his divinity stirred.

Yuseongwu’s black hair turned red and lengthened.

His red eyes shone even more intensely as they fluttered in the wind, and divinity swirled along Yonggwang’s blade.

The curse and green flames that were burning on the earth were sucked into the vortex, and soon the forces of the three colors, which could never be mixed, began to rotate.

“…I’m good at stabbing too.”

At the same time as he muttered, repeated rotations starting from his ankles climbed up his waist and exploded in his arm.

[Owol(五月)]

[Dragon Fang Piercing Sea Strike: Three Wheels (龍牙貫通海擊: 三輪)]

A streak of light shot forth like a ray.

The three colors blend together to create an indescribable hue.

However, destructive power contrasts with such beauty.

The technique unleashed by Yuseongwu tears through the air and penetrates space.

It pierces everything in a straight line and hurtles toward Hercules.

Herkules quickly rotated his staff to create a barrier, but Yuseongwu’s stab was too powerful to be stopped.

“Keugh!”

He hurriedly twisted his body to avoid the full force, but a chunk of flesh disappeared.

Herkules gritted his teeth and turned his head to rush at Yuseongwu again.

Yuseongwu was already in position.

“One more… time?”

At the same time as Hercules muttered to himself, Yuseongwu stretched out his sword.

The second technique explodes.

[Owol(五月)]

[Dragon Fang Severing Sea Strike: Three Wheels (龍牙絶海擊: 三輪)]

A strike that cuts through the sea.

The sword that overturns the world pours down on Hercules again.

Herkules receives the blow, which is stronger than the previous one, with both feet planted on the ground.

The vortex unleashed by Yuseongwu swept through Hercules and disappeared, leaving Hercules in a hideous state.

Bones were exposed in places, and blood flowed from holes all over his body.

A sight that no one would think was alive, but Hercules was still alive even in that state.

Yuseongwu noticed another characteristic of his unique world in Hercules’ appearance.

“Self-enhancement isn’t the end… Overcoming adversity?”

Does his ability increase as he is driven into a crisis?

New flesh was already growing in the holes in his body.

It is truly a world suitable for a hero. Only those who overcome adversity are called heroes.

In that respect, Hercules is…

“Kuaaaaaaaah!”

A real hero.

Leading his tattered body like a zombie, Hercules rushes in.

Even though his body is a mess and tattered, the spirit and fighting spirit in his eyes are still there.

Yuseongwu stretched out his sword towards Hercules, who was rushing towards him.

However, Hercules knocked Yuseongwu’s sword aside with his cracked staff and unleashed brilliant weaponry, putting pressure on him.

Now he doesn’t even care about defense; he is stronger and more relentless.

As if to see the end by using the characteristics of the unique world that becomes stronger in adversity.

But that was the same for Yuseongwu. He was used to fighting, avoiding only fatal wounds and defeating enemies.

They only avoid death.

To kill each other.

If you make even a slight mistake, you will step into the swamp of death.

If you take one step, no, even half a step wrong, you will be sucked into the thin ice.

Yuseongwu’s Ilsaeng and Hercules’ staff collide repeatedly.

In the meantime, the wounds on their bodies gradually increased and disappeared.

“Amazing, it’s amazing! You! How can this be an achievement made with a human body!”

“You wouldn’t have been easy when you were alive.”

One word exchanged amidst a hundred clashes.

The number of moves the two have exchanged so far has exceeded at least five thousand.

Block, attack, block, attack.

“But, this won’t be the end! I haven’t seen your world yet!”

Herkules gives up defending his side and swings his staff greatly, pushing Yuseongwu away.

Then he took out a long string from his pants and said.

“I have no choice but to use this.”

Herkules hung the string on the staff. One at the top, one at the bottom.

Then the staff bent and soon became a bow.

Yuseongwu frowned at the sight.

‘I’ve heard of it.’

Chiron taught Hercules various weapons techniques.

Among them, Hercules showed the most talent in ‘bow’.

Innate courage and the talent to hit the target with 100% accuracy even though he tried to pull it for the first time.

However, he rarely used the bow.

At the time, Greece thought that bows were only used for ‘hunting’, so they were not used in wars.

Because there is no death more unsightly than a hero being struck by a blind arrow instead of a sword or spear.

Herkules, who had been like that, abandoned his pride and took up a bow.

To somehow defeat Yuseongwu.

“Take this. This is my last, Yuseongwu.”

As Hercules pulls the bowstring, light gathers.

A shining arrow made of his divinity appears.

A powerful force that could shoot down even the sun is concentrated on the arrow.

“…I guess I have to take it out in the end.”

I don’t want to reveal it, but I have no choice if I want to defeat Hercules.

As Yuseongwu raised his hand, Heuksa, which had been embedded in the ground, flew up and was held in his hand.

Then, he sheathed all the remaining swords and took a deep breath while holding only Heuksa in his hand and muttered.

“…Unique world, deploy.”

Cooperate this time.

Or you’ll get hit.