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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: Ruby
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The battle that determined the course of the war itself, even more crucial than the southern walls, was taking place on the central plains.
The plains encompassing the southern front of the Empire and the border of the Pineon nation.
Tens of thousands of spears and swords exuded murderous intent.
Countless drops of blood flowed.
Yuma surveyed the battlefield.
The Conqueror King Kament was rampaging across the battlefield.
“Kahahahahaha!”
A crimson light concentrated on the giant sword in Kament’s hand.
Sseogeogeogeok!
A gruesome sound of flesh being torn reverberated across the battlefield.
An Imperial knight fell to the ground, reduced to a lump of flesh.
Two more Imperial knights charged in succession.
They glanced at each other and simultaneously thrust their swords.
A near-perfect simultaneous attack.
However, a sword technique even more perfect than their combined attack flashed between their swords.
Kament’s giant sword stood tall between a spear and a sword.
“Die! You fools who don’t know your place! Kahahahahaha!”
As Kament swung his sword downward, the bodies of the two knights, tightly gripping their weapons, tilted downward.
“Uh-oh…!”
The result of a moment’s confusion was gruesome.
Chwaaaaaaak!
Kament’s giant sword swung horizontally.
The upper bodies of the two knights, swept up by the sword’s trajectory, tilted at an angle.
Two corpses were driven into the muddy ground.
“Boring! So boring! Are there only such incompetent fools in the Empire?”
Someone advanced beside Yuma.
It was Duke Tornel.
“Kament!”
Tornel charged forward, shouting the name of the enemy commander.
His eyes were bloodshot.
“Yes! You should come to me, Tornel!!”
Kament’s voice suddenly distorted at the end.
Fur erupted abundantly from his hands.
Muscles and flesh swelled.
His lion’s mane-like hair grew longer and denser.
He had awakened the power of his lion tribe half-blood heritage.
“I would have been very disappointed if you had stayed hidden beside that Supreme Commander! Tornel of Destruction!”
Now, Kament’s voice was no longer human.
Each word was a beast’s roar.
And among those beasts, it was the roar of a lion, positioned at the very top of the predators.
Yuma stared directly at Kament with his
The level was rising in real-time.
And as if that ascension had ended, the level stabilized.
In the end, it had risen to the same level as the Sword God Chronos.
Kament’s giant sword clashed with Tornel’s massive axe.
Kament’s red aura collided with Tornel’s navy blue aura.
Jjeo───eong!
Dust spread thickly from the ground.
The plains of war.
The golden horizon shook as if it were being overturned.
‘He wasn’t this strong yesterday…!’
The arms holding Tornel’s axe trembled.
The overwhelming weight.
The strength of Kament’s blow that he had countered was vividly felt.
Due to the heavy weight of Kament’s downward-swinging giant sword, Duke Tornel’s warhorse’s neck was broken.
Its legs were shattered.
Kwadeudeuk!
Tornel’s horse was driven into the ground without even a final cry.
Tornel, without panic, rolled his body and grasped his spear again.
It was a judgment and action befitting a veteran of countless battles.
However, the combat senses of Kament, who had awakened the blood of the lion tribe, transcended the human race.
A red flash struck Tornel’s upper body.
“Keoeok!”
The sound of armor being crushed rang out.
A mouthful of dark red blood spurted from Tornel’s mouth.
Duke Tornel was sent flying far back.
Yuma quickly scanned the battlefield.
The situation was not good.
The Astes Imperial Army was clearly being pushed back.
The momentum of the Pineon Pineon warriors was truly overwhelming.
The Imperial Army’s spears and swords, thrust out in a tight formation and in unison, were broken through by the individual might of the Pineon warriors.
A Pineon warrior thrust his sword into the heart of an Imperial knight.
The Pineon warrior who had cut off the Imperial knight’s breath shouted loudly.
“The swords of the Imperial knights lack ambition! There is no manly spirit! Hahahaha!”
It was the difference between the Imperial Army’s swords, dulled by long periods of rest, and the Pineon nation’s swords, which had endlessly indulged in the necks of enemy nations.
“Stay still, Duke Tornel.”
Yuma, who had given the order to stay put to Tornel, who was trying to get up again, tightly grasped the reins of his horse.
Tudududududu!
The giant black warhorse, Hector, began to move forward.
Sreung─
Yuma drew out [Axion], the cherished weapon of the Sword God Chronos, from his interdimensional pouch.
Kament’s eyes widened.
Silver-gray hair and blue eyes.
The God of War, Yuma, was walking towards him.
The black hair of Hector fluttered elegantly.
“God of War…!”
The Conqueror King Kament felt a pleasure rising from the tips of his toes.
Tension and ecstasy dominated his brain.
Battle, war.
It was what made Kament feel alive.
The pleasure that came from placing one’s life on the line.
Slaughtering enemies and seizing the territories they stood upon.
That alone was the reason Kament lived this life.
“God of War! I thought you might have gotten scared, staying still like that!!”
The red cloak on Kament’s armor, the same color as the blood splattered on it, fluttered violently.
Yuma’s gaze swept over the dozens of Imperial soldiers scattered around the Conqueror King Kament.
Too many casualties had already occurred.
Further damage was meaningless.
Yuma, still mounted on the giant black horse Hector, slowly opened his mouth.
“Come, Conqueror King.”
Kament’s lips curved into a bright smile at that low voice filled with dignity.
God of War.
It was unknown how well the person behind that grandiose title fit it, but the undeniably noble bearing he displayed now certainly seemed close to the title of God of War.
Kament sent a signal of charge to his giant wolf, Fenris.
Hector and Fenris rushed towards each other.
A red sword aura soared from the giant sword gripped in Kament’s hands.
Kament lifted the giant sword high.
Kiiiiiing!
It was the most brilliant and dense sword aura Yuma had ever seen.
The Sword God Chronos’s swordsmanship was like elegant waves.
A sword of annihilation that somehow severed the breath of any target before it.
In contrast, Kament’s sword aura was like a bolt of lightning striking straight down.
A lightning bolt that would crush anything it encountered.
Kwarrrrrung─!
The lightning-shaped red sword aura that erupted from the tip of the giant sword covered the sky like an aurora.
“Die!! God of War! Curse that grandiose name!
Kahahahahaha!”
Kament imagined Yuma being split in two.
Not only Yuma’s own body but also the black horse Hector he was riding, being split in two.
He had no doubt that this momentary imagination would be realized.
Because he was convinced that this downward-swinging blow of the giant sword─
Yuma faced the sun-like falling red sword aura.
Yuma’s eyes glowed faintly.
He found the parrying point of [Fierce Fury].
None other than the very tip of the sword’s blade.
There was not a shred of doubt in his judgment. He swung [Axion].
Kwaaaaaaang!
His arms trembled as if they would be crushed.
However, there was no fear in Yuma’s eyes.
Because he had certainly succeeded in ‘parrying’.
A golden circular impact, signifying a successful parry, spread out along with the thick dust.
Kiiiiiing!!
The giant lightning-shaped sword aura tilted like a crescent moon.
Two red lightning bolts soared up on either side of the red crescent moon.
[Absolute Counterattack─Disaster Division: Counterattack.
It can be activated when parrying is successful, just like [Absolute Counterattack].
Upon parrying, you can use Absolute Counterattack with the same attack power on up to 2 enemies, excluding the original target.]
The destination of the crescent moon was already determined.
Yuma thought quickly where the two lightning bolts should be directed.
The two extremes of the Conqueror King Kament.
The areas where the Imperial Army’s forces had clearly been pushed back and their strongholds had been seized.
He designated the giant warriors standing at the forefront of both sides as targets.
Kwaaaaaang!
“……!”
Kament stared at the bizarrely bent red crescent moon soaring up.
Kwaaaaaaaang!
Kament’s huge body and Fenris were swept up by the crescent moon.
Without time to understand the principle.
Without time to make an instinctive movement to defend.
His vision erupted in red.
The red flame-like sword aura devoured Kament’s entire body and passed through.
Ku──────ung!
The Conqueror King Kament fell to the ground along with Fenris.
The heart of the Conqueror King, who had been running across the vast land, stopped.
Whether he went to Valhalla, which he had dreamed of, or simply to hell, where the dead were mixed together, no one knew.
The eruption of the red sword aura that began from where the God of War Yuma stood did not end there.
Kugugugugugugu─!!
The storm of red sword aura spread out to the sides.
It slashed across the battlefield.
Two streams of red storm.
Kwagwagwagwagwa!!
The ground was swept away, and numerous rock fragments and stones were scattered.
“…God of War.”
The 1st General on the left, the Great Warrior Luke, blankly muttered at the red color that completely covered his vision.
The blue sword aura he had ignited on his sword was annihilated.
All the members of Luke’s army standing behind him were pierced through their entire bodies by the red storm.
The 300 members of the 1st Army, who had slaughtered the most Imperial soldiers on this land, disappeared from this world in that manner.
The Conqueror King Kament’s utmost effort.
There was no warrior on this land who could withstand 10 times the attack power of that utmost effort.
The 5th General on the right, the Great Warrior Loken, had no intention of giving up until the very end.
“Everyone, unleash your ultimate strikes! I’m telling you to draw out all the aura in your bodies! We will break that storm!!”
At the words of the Sword MasterLloken, all the knights of Sword Expert mid-tier and above under his command swung their ultimate strikes.
Countless sword aura strikes.
However.
Kwagwagwagwagwa!!
The hundreds of sword auras were all devoured by the red dragon.
The red storm swept over the army on the right side like a living dragon.
A still silence pressed down on the battlefield.
The soldiers of the Astes Empire and the warriors of the Pineon Pineon simultaneously turned their heads slowly.
The source from which the three disasters had spread out.
Everyone stared at that spot.
There stood a man.
Alone on a giant black warhorse.
Yuma slowly opened his mouth.
“Kament, the Conqueror King of Pineon, is dead.”
The gazes of tens of thousands of Pineon warriors were drawn to their king, who had become a cold corpse.
“Throw down your weapons and surrender.”
It was just two simple sentences.
Jjeolgeureong─
Jjeolreong─
Kuung─
Swords and spears fell.
Axes and bows fell.
To proclaim the spirit of the Pineon, the martial prowess he had just displayed was too overwhelming.
The spirit of the Pineon no longer existed in their eyes.
Kung─
Tens of thousands of Pineon warriors began to kneel one after another.
Those proud warriors, without a moment’s hesitation.
Kung─
Fear.
In the eyes of the savage tribe warriors who had faced martial arts that transcended humans by far, there was nothing but a deep sense of terror.
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badass af, why so little comment though. This one is good
Fucking badass asf