Translation: Yoni
Editor: Lesurous
To wear it while preparations were completed, it was perfect.
And Muyoung was worried. The black shadow that popped out as he used the Little Wish.
He continued to talk.
To strengthen his basic skills.
To not think so hastily.
Like a teacher, he was trying to teach Muyoung.
And he was surely qualified. He was more superior than any âhumanâ Muyoung had faced up until now.
When he realized up to that point, Muyoung couldnât help but laugh in vain.
âThe one I need to face isnât a human.â
It was true. It was indeed true.
How did humanity collapse so easily like it did?
It was because the strength of the Demon Kings and Demon Gods were beyond oneâs imaginations.
Top 10 humans?
For them, it would be too much to face one Demon King.
If they desperately tried, then at most two. Even that was a 50:50 chance.
Wasnât it obvious that they couldnât even dream of beating a Demon God?
Just Gremory alone had 26 Demon Kings and their armies.
But, Muyoung thought only as far as the standards of a human.
Basic skills.
That might be superior to any humans.
If he used the standards of a Demon King or Demon God, then⦠well.
âI donât know them well.â
Muyoung had faced humans. Just the assassination of humans.
It wasnât like he didnât face monsters but Demon Gods were truly gods.
It was unfit to consider it as a monster.
To act on the superiority of oneâs stats were the limits of humans.
They acted because they didnât know.
The black shadow was pointing to those mistakes of Muyoung.
âThe world doesnât revolve around you.â
He urged himself.
Basic skills were harder to master as he gained more strength and become more powerful.
It meant that if it wasnât now, he would have to go around a much longer path.
Instead, by fighting the black shadow, he realized that not being so hasty was the way to go through a much shorter path.
Muyoung was making a big mistake because he ran without a delay.
That the world ran with him, the only one who returned from the future, as the center.
However, the enemy was powerful, strong, and endless.
The dragonâs heart.
The treasure also called the Gem of the Sage.
Perhaps the black shadow was telling him that it wasnât âtimeâ yet.
To not be too dependent on outer strengths. That only when he, himself, can fully control it then would he be able to exhibit his true strength.
He continued to express that sort of will.
So, he was planning to use this left arm until he could fully control it.
âMuyoung?â
As Muyoung was deep in his thoughts, God Hand Bartas spoke as he was puzzled.
Cluck!
Muyoung escaped from his thoughts and wore the left arm.
ââ¦it fits perfectly.â
âItâs the characteristics of that Phoenix. The tendons automatically change to fit the user. Hmm, there was no need to use the tendons on the breastplate so I didnât use it. I didnât just leave it out.â
âI know.â
From the beginning, it was a breastplate that matched Muyoungâs body.
There was no reason for tendons to be included. On the other hand, this âhandâ needed to move quite freely. It had a different use.
âIâm glad you know it. Now, you just need to endure it.â
It was at that moment.
Rrrrriiiiiipppppppp.
From the arm, tendons sprouted out and wrapped Muyoungâs left shoulder.
And touched each and every nerve and slowly started to assimilate.
As if he was burnt by fire, the pain swept over him. He felt like all the heat from his body was all gathered to his left arm.
Muyoung clenched his teeth. Cold sweat dripped down from his body.
Tendons that popped out like tentacles were rooted through Muyoungâs whole body.
It settled down once the assimilation was completed but Muyoung kept twitching his whole body.
After watching him, Bartas was all amazed.
âHah! I thought the assimilation rate would be around 90%, but by looking at you it seems like you passed 95%.â
The Azure Sky Kingâs Leftarm was attached to Muyoungâs left side as if it was his real arm.
Although the veins of the part that connected to his arm were more bulging, he could barely feel the difference.
Crack!
As he grabbed the side of the desk, it broke as it was.
It felt like he was touching the sand.
Although he didnât control his strength properly, it was still strong. Then, as he looked at Bartas, Bartas laughed out loud.
âEven though the outer appearance isnât that greatly different from your arm, the interior is completely different. To withstand the twin head ogreâs and your muscles, I used âAurumâ as its backbone.â
He seemed very proud.
Twin head ogres were known as the strongest monster simply by looking at their strength.
On top of that, if it was Aurum, it was a mid-legend class ore.
If he simply calculated, this one arm was basically worth a castle.
Even if he was the lord of the alliance, it would have been a heartbreaking expense.
However, Bartasâs expression didnât show any signs of it being a waste.
âItâs too good of an arm.â
âIf you think of it as a price for helping God Hand Bartas, it is quite cheap. Just, it would take a bit of time for you to get used to it.â
Muyoung nodded his head.
Truly, there was a bit of a difference.
To control his strength, it seemed like he needed to put a bit of effort.
âNot bad.â
Instead, it was a problem that it was too good.
It seemed like he could quickly control his powers.
He basically added another thing to learn to control.
Also, the Azure Sky Kingâs Leftarm was the work only the God Hand Bartas could create.
To earn it for a bargain didnât make any sense. It was obvious that it needed some effort.
âStrength fixed at 300â¦â
Fixed meant that other effects didnât work.
Muyoungâs current strength was 221.
It didnât balance.
But, the ends of Muyoungâs lips were raised instead.
âIt should be fun.â
Muyoungâs competitiveness escalated as there were more tasks he needed to overcome.
*
Reality clearly influenced his dream world.
As he earned the Azure Sky Kingâs Leftarm, his dream world would have also been projected as it was.
And in his dream world, Muyoung met âhimâ once again.
The black shadow. The shadow whoâs deep, deep eyes were the only thing visible.
âYou earned quite an amusing toy.â
The manâs sword was still slow.
Sometimes he approached him like a river, like a lake, or like a vast ocean.
But, Muyoung was still unable to block him.
âDid you think you could find a way if you used two arms?â
âI just wanted to check the gap more clearly.â
No matter how strong he was, even when he used the Azure Sky Kingâs Breath, he wasnât able to reach the man.
Muyoung already knew that he couldnât do it.
But, he realized something as he used two arms.
âSo, did you realize the difference between you and me?â
âA bit.â
âHoâ¦â
The man was in awe.
âWhat is it?â
âThe sword.â
âThe sword?â
âYou know the sword better than me.â
It was true.
Muyoung knew that their understanding itself was different.
The man was a sword master. Who surpassed the limits.
It felt like he even knew the breath of the sword.
It was an impossible artistry as a human.
To know the breath of the sword and to move as if he was one body with it.
However, that wasnât all.
Muyoung had no idea how that sort of artistry was possible.
The man smiled.
âIt is difficult to accept something that is out of their perception. It is an amazing talent for you to know even that. So, I will specially give you some advice.â
And spoke quietly.
âYou canât hear the sound of a sword?â
The sound of a sword?
A sword did not have any sound. No, it wasnât alive.
There were specific sounds that a simple lump of metal could produce. However, it didnât seem like he was referring to that sound.
âI have died 8 times.â
However, the man didnât reply to Muyoung.
Instead, Muyoung was swept by a huge tidal wave.
The man could become a mountain, a sky, and even an ocean.
âKauu!â
Muyoung let out a cry as he lifted his upper body.
âIt seems like you had another bad dream.â
Beside him, Tacan spoke.
Kalmooh stayed at the castle to raise his skills.
So, only Muyoung and Tacan rode on Cerberus and were headed to the deeper parts of the North.
âTacan, have you heard the sound of a sword?â
âIf itâs a sword possessed by evil spirits, I have heard them often.â
âNo, itâs not those. The sound of a sword itself.â
Ting-!
Tacan smacked the side of a sword.
âYou mean this sound?â
Muyoung shook his head.
The evil spirit predator. It seemed like even Tacan, one of the three sovereigns of Asuraâs Path, also didnât know.
It meant that the black shadow was that much more extraordinary.
Muyoung rubbed his chin and pondered before he thought of a possibility.
âThe sound of a sword. The Swordmaster skill had similar words.â
As he remembered the skill, information regarding it appeared.
Skill Title:?Swordmaster (E)
Description - The one who walks the path of a?sword. A unique power only given to the King Slayer who has surpassed everything, honing his?sword?skills.
*Understanding of?sword?drastically increased.
*You can find out about a?swordâs hidden story.
*It pulls out the pure performance of a?sword.
His understanding itself had rose but the hidden story⦠He had never once checked the story.
Of course, he didnât know what the part, âit pulls out the pure performanceâ, meant either.
Muyoung raised Anguish.
He held it still, placed it near his ears, and even made a scratch.
âFinally, it seems like youâre mad.â
Tacan clicked his tongue as he looked at Muyoung but Muyoung didnât care.
Rather, it was more important to figure out the âsound of a swordâ the man talked about.
Twenty times.
It was the number of times Muyoung was killed by the man.
It was the first time in his life that he had felt this hopeless.
Up until now, if he was stopped, he somehow made a way but the problem he was currently facing was beyond that scope.
In the position where he was the assassin, he had already died twenty times.
He thought he could do it.
However, a wall blocked him.
âWhat you do want from me?â
Motionlessly, Muyoung looked down at Anguish.
He thought he had a higher chance with Anguish than the Wicked Godâs Sword since he used it longer.
In reality, Anguish was the weapon he grew fond of.
However, there was no reply from Anguish.
It was expected.
âIâm crazy.â
Muyoung quietly laughed.
Then, Tacan spoke.
âFrom here, you need to walk. This ice wall has the power to drive out the evil spirits.â
Muyoung raised his head and looked at the frozen wall that shot up towards the sky.
As he approached closer, the wings that were made of evil spirits were getting weaker.
âThe land of God-King Oris.â
In the past, there was an elf called the God-King Oris.
He became the world tree itself and planted his roots in this barren ice land.
However, there were only a few elves who knew of this place.
It was his priority to find the âgatekeeperâ who protected the world tree.
Muyoung and Tacan made a detour to walk around the ice wall.
Then, due to a sense of someoneâs presence, the two stopped without having to say who first acted.
âSomeoneâs here.â
âBug?â
âNo, monsters. Like us, there are three of them.â
The trio who wore black clothes and tilted their black broad-brimmed hats forward.
They also noticed Muyoung and Tacan.
âHyung-nim, what should we do?â
âI think it might be better for us to get rid of them before we move on.â
âWe need to find the world tree as fast as we can. Letâs go.â
The three turned their backs.
And they climbed the ice wall as they started to run up towards the sky.
A way to run on water, it was the extended version of perfect water walking.
After recognizing them, Muyoung couldnât help but knit his brows.
âSword Bone Trio of the Lawless Clan.â
One of the Five Great Clans, the Lawless Clan.
Among them, there was a trio called the Sword Bone because they were the ones who were crazy about swords.
Sword Bone.
Especially the oldest brother âSword Oneâ, he was in the top 10 humans, one of the strongest people.
âThey clearly spoke about the world tree.â
Muyoung held Anguish tightly.
However, the one who possessed the Orisâs Throne was a completely different person.
What happened.
âDid the past change?â
He had no idea why the Sword Bone Trio was currently here.
However, he was certain about one thing. That they were both after the same thing.
Muyoungâs heart started to beat faster.