The Swordmaster Wants To Live Peacefully [EN]: Chapter 330

Destiny (9)

The number of Divers stationed around the Sword Realm was about two hundred.

Gathered from all over the world, they were all A-class or S-class Divers.

The Incarnations chosen by the gods of the Holy Star Temple, inheriting their power.

And the agents of great achievements.

Only the strong, rarely seen individuals gathered to covet the Sword Realm.

“Are you trying to wage a siege? Foolish. Do you think a barrier created by human power can stop the gods?”

“Foolish! Foolish!”

They came from many countries, so they didn’t unite their strength, but at least they all had the same goal.

‘We must break through the barrier.’

If they couldn’t break through this barrier, it would be impossible to take over the Sword Realm.

To devour the treasures and divinity they had accumulated, dismantling the barrier was the top priority.

Bang! Kwang!

A loud noise echoed from a distance. Another Holy Star Temple member must have started attacking. Explosions erupted against the barrier.

“It seems they’ve started elsewhere first. Shall we take our time and watch?”

“Let’s watch! Let’s watch!”

However, even as explosions continued, the barrier remained unshaken.

The attack lasted for dozens of minutes.

Those stationed there thought the barrier would soon break, but no matter how much time passed, the barrier remained intact.

“What’s going on?”

“The barrier is absorbing magic power. It seems to be absorbing the magic power used in the attack and using it as nourishment for the barrier again.”

“If that’s the case, attacking will only return us to square one.”

“No, the barrier must have a limit. If we keep attacking, it will eventually break.”

Thinking so, they continued to pour in attacks.

They waited for the barrier to break, but even as they continued to pour in attacks, the barrier remained intact.

As if there was no limit, it became even more solid, gradually erasing the hope that it could be broken.

“What kind of barrier is this?”

“The witches of the Witch Council gathered to design it, and its sturdiness is no joke…”

Groans erupted from here and there. It was because their magic power had been exhausted from pouring attacks into the barrier.

After the attacks on the barrier stopped for a while, the tightly closed entrance of the barrier opened.

“Are they sending an envoy of surrender?”

“Well, they must be scared after we bombarded them so much.”

“…That doesn’t look like the attire of an envoy of surrender.”

As they said, those who came out of the entrance were heavily armed.

They were wearing armor and had swords at their waists. They didn’t look like envoys coming to surrender.

“…I’ve never seen that armor before. They’re all equipped with tremendous armaments.”

The Divers, wary of the group that had begun to approach slowly, shouted.

“Who are you! Identify yourselves!”

“That’s what we should be saying. You invaders!”

The swordsman at the very front spoke.

The red hair sticking out from between the helmets. And the red sword seemed to prove that she belonged to the Sword Realm.

“Anyone, come at me! You bastards! I’ll kill you all!”

Hong Seo-hwa, with her at the head, the others drew their swords.

Baek Woo-hyun, Choi A-yeon, and Yoo Ji-woo drew the swords from their waists and took a fighting stance.

They were momentarily intimidated by the terrifying aura emanating from them, but they hadn’t come to the Sword Realm just to have a war of nerves.

“Now is our chance, now that they’ve come outside the barrier! Kill them!”

Those who had been waiting moved towards them.

From those closest, they drew their weapons and unleashed magic.

However, the magic disappeared before it could reach them, and instead, dozens of spells surged from behind them, covering them in reverse.

“Kugh!”

“W-What is this!”

The magic spells, with power incomparable to those they had fired, covered the camp and turned it upside down.

“You goddamn bastards!”

“Attack! Attack!”

The Divers kicked off the ground.

At the same time, the magicians of the Sword Realm manipulated the earth.

The tall walls that sprang up from the earth controlled the paths and directions the Divers were heading.

A narrow path completed in an instant.

A narrow path for a few to face many.

“Kill them and break through! Humans are nothing! We are special beings chosen by God!”

“I’ll kill you!”

The Divers attempted a frontal breakthrough even though the path had narrowed.

They were confident that their forces were superior and charged.

They had no doubt. The opponents were ordinary humans, and they were the chosen ones.

They would easily break through such Divers who could be found anywhere.

The magic from before, the shouting too.

It was just a last-ditch effort.

The owner of the Holy Star Temple must be afraid of showing himself because of it.

Even a Great Divinity cannot stand against their divinity, as many Holy Star Temples have gathered, albeit on a small scale.

But, but why.

“Are you not backing down! Die!”

“Heeup!”

The Divers of the Sword Realm, standing firm in the path, swung their swords.

Flames and swords, waves surged.

The shadows that sprang up cut their ankles and disappeared, and a relentless onslaught followed.

Several swords drew elegant curves in the air, cutting down the approaching Divers.

They cut off the parts that entered their territory first, regardless of arms or legs, and piled up a mountain of corpses.

It was when more than thirty people had lost their lives that those who had been rushing in felt a sense of unease.

The front line, which should have been breached long ago, was still solid.

No, it was rather being pushed back.

The heat of the battlefield soared, and the madness also reached its peak.

However, the madness that had been heightened at the sight of the blood-stained figures of the swordsmen standing firmly in the path quickly cooled down.

Were they really the chosen ones?

If so, why were they dying and cooling down on the cold ground, unable to break through just four people?

What surged from the depths of their hearts was doubt and fear.

And fear spread quickly.

They see.

The four swordsmen blocking the path.

They glare at them with fierce eyes, covered in blood that has begun to congeal and is still steaming.

With an intense will to cut them down as soon as they enter their territory.

“H-Hiiiik!”

“I-I want to live! I didn’t come here to die!”

No matter how chosen by God they were, it did not strengthen their primal mentality.

No matter how strong they became, they could not change their weak minds.

Because their nature remained the same.

Many of those who had entered the path turned around and ran away, and only a few remained.

“Cowardly bastards. Are you running away because you’re afraid of just that much?”

“There are only fools here.”

And there are those who cut down, stab, and burn to death those who run away.

They kill those who run away, take their lives, and offer them as sacrifices.

More than thirty people amplified their power in that way.

Unlike other Incarnations, Incarnations and Agents who have received a lot of power from God.

Yuwol, who was in charge of commanding from behind, sensed it and conveyed the message.

-I have confirmed the divine reaction. The number is thirty-two in total. I will add Veronica and the witches of the Witch Council. Of course, me too!

“So, you’re saying it’s real from now on.”

Yoo Ji-woo bit her lip.

For three weeks, while those bastards were invading, she trained constantly.

She repeatedly consumed Nectar and Ambrosia [mythological foods of the gods, granting strength and immortality] and trained.

It was no exaggeration to say that she was a completely different person compared to three weeks ago.

However, her body trembled.

Before her eyes were the gods’ pawns who could wield divinity, unlike those she had faced so far.

“Thirty people. It’s going to be a bit tough.”

“But we have to do something. Don’t we? Just like we’ve been doing so far.”

“Yes, exactly that!”

A greatsword fell from the sky and landed among the Divers with a roar, stuck in the ground.

And one figure who fell after, stood precariously balanced on the end of the greatsword’s handle and shouted.

“The Captain said! Humans are beings who always live by proving their strength!”

If Yoo Seong-woo had heard, he would have replied that he never said that.

“And he also said that the Captain likes women who are stronger than him! That means he likes me!”

He would have shouted at the top of his lungs that he never said that.

“When the Captain comes back, he’ll definitely give me a kiss first! So, I’m going to kill a lot and get praised!”

He would have started ranting, veins popping out of his neck, telling her not to talk nonsense.

While others were thinking similarly, Veronica kicked off the handle and jumped into the air.

Spinning around and reaching out her hand, the greatsword stuck in the ground soared into the air and was grasped in her hand.

She emitted purple aura from her whole body and fell straight into the Divers.

“Captain! Watch me! And praise me a lot!”

***

And on the other hand, at the highest point of the Sword Realm. Yoo Seong-woo sat alone on top of the hemispherical barrier, looking down.

The boundary between the universe and the earth.

Sitting there, he exhaled a cold breath and watched for a while to see if the residents of the Sword Realm were doing well.

They are fighting well.

It seemed to be going well as planned, and they had not suffered even minor injuries in the battle.

He felt like someone was spouting crazy nonsense…….

Although he could definitely hear it, he decided to chalk it up to his imagination.

When it was over, he felt like he should give her punishment instead of praise.

“They’re doing well.”

Anyway, at this point, he felt like he could entrust it to them and immerse himself in his work.

He had also done a lot of preparation in his own way for three weeks.

He worked day and night to make them strong enough to stand up to divinity, and he also finished his mental training for communion with the sword.

All mental training was, was talking to the sword and getting an answer to it.

‘That alone was not enough to communicate at all.’

Hephaestus said that he had to read the sword’s memory and accept it.

‘The sword’s memory.’

The swords he possessed were all swords that he had been with for a long time.

All the sword’s memory would be was the memory of him cutting down enemies.

But if that was all there was to it, there would be no need to do this.

“Hoo…….”

Yoo Seong-woo took out all the swords that needed molting and floated them around him.

Ilsaeng, Igye, Samjeong, Owol.

The five swords spun around him.

So, which sword should he start with?

After a moment of contemplation, Yoo Seong-woo grabbed Igye first.

Igye was the second sword that was stabbed into his heart.

It was a sword that he had been with for a long time, an old sword, but its wish was not well known. Not even to Yoo Seong-woo, the sword’s owner.

Does the sword’s memory mean understanding everything about the sword?

“…There’s nothing I can’t do.”

It was a sword that had been with him in the past, and would be with him in the future.

Even if his body withered, it was a sword that he would be with forever.

Yoo Seong-woo embraced Igye in his arms and closed his eyes.

“Igye (二界) [Two Realms]. Show me your memories. Where you were born, and what purpose you were made for.”

Show me everything about you.