The Swordmaster Wants To Live Peacefully [EN]: Chapter 371

War (2)

Swordmaster Wants to Live Peacefully – Episode 370

War (2)

What Inari and Yoo Seong-woo summoned together was a gateway to hell. Due to the invasion of the Jade Emperor Palace, a portion of the Sword World was transformed into a divine domain.

Yoo Seong-woo, in cooperation with Inari, opened the gates of hell to counter the divine domain of the Jade Emperor Palace.

Naturally, what poured out from the wide-open gates of hell were hellish demons.

Demons, devoid of reason and craving divinity, rushed towards the divine beings at great speed, causing the lower-ranking gods to scream as if they had gone mad.

“To open the gates of hell! Do you intend to abandon the Sword World!”

“Well? What do you think?”

Yoo Seong-woo chuckled.

Did they think he opened the gates of hell without any thought?

Everything was calculated.

“Sorry, but I have quite a few friends in hell.”

After the demons poured out in full force, the Oni [Japanese ogre-like demons] of Japanese hell revealed themselves.

He had already informed them beforehand…….

“This is an order from the joint chairman of the Hell Labor Union! Sweep them all away!”

“Let’s goooooooooooooo!!”

Familiar-faced Oni poured out from the gates of hell.

The Oni, like goblins, are beings equivalent to quasi-divine entities. They possess the potential to become equal to gods if they accumulate enough training.

However, unlike goblins, their nature is violent, and only the order of power can move them, making it a truly distant prospect for them to reach divinity.

The Oni attacked the gods along with the demons. However, even though they were degraded, the gods were still gods. They instantly swept away the demons and attacked the Oni.

“For a 4-day work week!!”

“Holiday bonuses are just around the corner!!”

But the Oni’s momentum was unusual. Wielding various weapons, they screamed and charged forward.

“I’m tired of labor! I’ll take down those guys and become an executive!”

“I’ll become an executive and enjoy a life of leisure!”

“Promotion! Promotioooooooooon!!”

They shouted incomprehensible words.

Yoo Seong-woo, the joint chairman of the Hell Labor Union, looked down at them, boosting the Oni’s morale.

“Go! Vacation for those who achieve merit, bonuses will be paid! If you want better working conditions, fight! Fight and win!”

It was the kind of thing a power-holder, not a labor union leader, would say, but the Oni, already out of their minds, didn’t care and swung their weapons.

The lower-ranking gods were defeated or annihilated by the Oni’s overwhelming numbers.

He blocked the lower-ranking gods who had set foot in the Sword World with this. If he slowly concentrated the hellish poison and trapped them, they would self-destruct.

Looking up at the shattered Jade Emperor Palace, it was slowly being restored. As expected, he couldn’t completely destroy it with a single blow.

Rather, it split into even more islands, creating distance as if to attack from multiple directions.

“Medea. Proceed as planned.”

“Barrier deployment! Goblins, please!”

At Medea’s cry, the witches deployed a barrier, and at the same time, the waiting goblins began to play their instruments.

The sounds of janggu drums [Korean double-headed drum], gongs, and taepyeongso flutes [Korean double-reed wind instrument] blended together, covering the battlefield.

The gods’ gazes involuntarily turned to the beautiful yet traditional melody. It was music that was all too familiar to the gods of the Korean Peninsula.

At the center of the goblins playing music was a painter wearing a blue durumagi [Korean traditional overcoat].

As she began to play the large haegeum [Korean two-stringed fiddle] in her hands with a gentle touch, it melted into the previously resounding performance, making the sound even more beautiful and grand.

The goblins’ music merged with the barrier deployed by the witches, isolating the space.

A great domain barrier technique unfolded, fusing magic and sorcery. It was only possible because of the goblins’ sorcery, which could blend into anything.

Following that, Yoo Wol said.

“Combat personnel and magic communication links are complete.”

“Everyone, go to your assigned positions. The goal is to annihilate all those who rush in. Even if they are lower-ranking gods, they are stronger than you, so gang up on them.”

Yoo Seong-woo, having conveyed the plan to the combat personnel, took a long breath.

“Did they escape after all?”

The high-ranking gods of the Jade Emperor Palace seemed to have escaped the domain barrier. Well, he never thought he could trap them in the first place.

Medea was tracking the positions of the high-ranking gods in real-time through curses. They didn’t even remove the curse, as if they didn’t care that their positions were known.

“The number of high-ranking gods is six. Besides Dangun [Legendary founder of Korea] and the Three Masters, there are two more.”

“We’ll leave the Three Masters to the high-ranking gods on our side, and we’ll take care of the other three. I’ll go catch Dangun Wanggeom.”

“Then who should we assign to the other two?”

“Have Dowa go and hold one of them… Medea, you go after the other one. Take Veronica with you and kill them if possible, and if not, just hold them back. Buy as much time as possible.”

“Understood.”

With this, the balance was roughly matched.

It was uncertain how strong the hidden cards on their side would be.

Dowa had confidently said she could hold one high-ranking god.

Medea would somehow manage the other one. That’s how much Yoo Seong-woo trusted her.

Until now, there hadn’t been a single instance where he had trusted her and been let down.

“Then, shall we weaken them one more time before we go…….”

Yoo Seong-woo raised the Eight Virtues Sword high in his hand. Then, the tip of the Eight Virtues Sword sparkled, and a ray of light soared into the sky, piercing through the clouds.

Contained within the Eight Virtues Sword was the power of calamity.

The Ame-no-Murakumo-no-Tsurugi [Sword of Gathering Clouds of Heaven], was a sword forged by Yamata no Orochi [eight-headed serpent], the greatest monster and storm dragon of Japanese mythology…….

“Hoo…….”

He lightly exhaled and lowered the sword, and something slowly fell from the clouds.

Focusing his gaze, it was a giant dragon’s head.

Falling from the sky were eight dragon heads made of blue energy.

The dragon heads opened their mouths wide and fired straight breaths at the remnants of the Jade Emperor Palace, turning it into a sea of fire, and then rammed their heads into it.

Each dragon head was like a mountain, causing the restored Jade Emperor Palace to collapse once again.

Many gods also perished.

Yoo Seong-woo, who had single-handedly wiped out more than half of the enemy’s forces, wore a smile on his face and continued speaking.

“…I’ll make you regret rushing in.”

* * *

At Yoo Seong-woo’s command, the combat personnel moved quickly.

The S-class divers mixed among the Oni and goblins and headed out to hunt lower-ranking gods.

They were still a bit lacking to face the gods, but… they could at least help the gods fighting against the gods.

A considerable number of gods from the Jade Emperor Palace had rebelled.

Moreover, the gods who had not rebelled had been wiped out by Yoo Seong-woo’s attack.

The situation was much more favorable.

The Sword World planned to ride the momentum and drive out the gods of the Jade Emperor Palace.

“This way.”

The gods had all been isolated by the barrier. The gods who were not caught in the barrier were either allies or gods who were in the Jade Emperor Palace.

Batori guided the Supreme of the Demonic Cult of China, the Black Fragrance Heavenly Demon, into the barrier.

It was to create a one-on-one situation with the gods of the Jade Emperor Palace, as she had requested.

“The god you’ll be facing is a lower-ranking god who rolled around on some battlefield, a god not even recorded in history books.”

“Suitable for warming up.”

Black Fragrance smiled softly.

The second human in the modern era to ascend to godhood in a human body.

Batori slightly trembled at the dark magic emanating from Black Fragrance. She had previously completed her unique world and glimpsed the next realm, but godhood was still a distant prospect.

“If you go in there, you’ll find it.”

Batori pointed to a portal with her finger and turned back the way she had come to guide other people.

The domain barrier currently deployed in the Sword World was designed to isolate anyone who didn’t know the way, making the presence of a guide essential.

As Batori was returning, she seemed to have forgotten something and said to Black Fragrance, who was about to enter the passage.

“By the way, if you defeat them, should I arrange the next opponent for you? Or will you be coming back?”

“Please arrange the next opponent. …I need to become stronger.”

“I know who you’re aiming for, but isn’t there a saying in the East? That a crow-tit will split its legs trying to follow a stork [attempting something beyond one’s capabilities].”

“Hahaha! It hasn’t even been decided yet whether I’m a stork or a crow-tit…….”

Black Fragrance muttered as she stepped into the passage. As her figure disappeared, Batori pouted and spat out.

“Except for that person, we’re all crow-tits. Why don’t they know that?”

* * *

After Yoo Wol took over the overall command, having been delegated authority by Medea and Yoo Seong-woo, Medea took Veronica to stop the high-ranking god.

The domineering energy emanating from the being leisurely walking from the outskirts of the Sword World.

A giant with a burly body.

The numerous scars engraved all over his body seemed to indicate that he had experienced all sorts of hardships.

And one more characteristic was that he had ears and a tail attached to his head and buttocks.

Tiger-striped ears and tail. It was as if a tiger had only partially become human.

The moment Medea and Veronica faced him, the hairs on their bodies stood on end.

Instinct warned them. That thing was extremely dangerous.

However, they were not the kind of people to back down. Rather, Veronica burned even more fiercely.

The fact that Yoo Seong-woo had entrusted her with such a formidable enemy meant that he trusted her.

Moreover, she now held the Three Jeong Spears, borrowed from Yoo Seong-woo, in her hand.

If the Three Jeong Spears, her former beloved weapon and now a divine artifact, were with her, she too could fight on equal terms with a god.

As Medea and Veronica blocked his path, the man who had been walking snorted and said.

“Hmph, you ignorant fools dare to block my path.”

“Hmph! Who are you to say that! To receive praise from the Captain, I have to easily take down someone like you!”

“Just to receive praise, you’re blocking my path now?”

The man revealed sharp teeth and laughed, and at the same time, a powerful divine energy pressed down on the space.

For a moment, their bodies faltered.

However.

No matter how strong the opponent was, this was the Sword World. Although the energy of the Jade Emperor Palace was mixed in, it was their home ground.

Protected by Yoo Seong-woo, the two quickly resisted the man’s energy, regained their footing, and revealed their killing intent.

At the two’s momentum, the man moved his arms, loosening his body, and continued speaking.

“Hoo, so you’re not just some puppies? To withstand this Tiger King’s energy and still stand tall…….”

“Tiger King or whatever…….”

Veronica was the first to move.

She kicked off the ground and slashed diagonally with the Three Jeong Spears with a fierce momentum. However, the man who called himself the Tiger King blocked Veronica’s sword strike with his bare hands.
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The Swordmaster Wants To Live Peacefully [EN]

The Swordmaster Wants To Live Peacefully [EN]

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[English Translation] Yoo Sungwoo, the Swordmaster, a legend whose blade cuts through illusions with blinding speed. After a lifetime of relentless battles, he finally vanquishes the Demon God, his heart yearning for a peaceful return to Earth. But the Earth he fought so hard to protect... is not as he remembers. Prepare to be captivated by a world subtly, yet disturbingly, altered. Will the Swordmaster find the tranquility he craves, or will he be drawn into a new, unforeseen conflict? Dive into a world of mystery, intrigue, and the enduring spirit of a hero seeking peace in a world that has forgotten it.

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