Swordmaster's Youngest Son

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Jin's appearance was changing.

His hair grew long enough to cover his shoulders, and his two pupils were filled with the depth of a Legend who had reigned as an absolute ruler for ages.

He was gradually becoming the embodiment of the Goddess of Battle, Vahn.

This was the result of Jin's ego completely submerging into Vahn's subconscious.

Lingling couldn't take his eyes off the abyss where Jin had disappeared within Vahn's inner world.

"Vahn! No matter how you look at it, this isn't right. If this continues, that idiot's ego will disappear completely. So we have to end this as soon as possible."

Vahn nodded heavily.

Even though she made this decision, trusting Jin, continuing with the final form of the Sword of the Reign of the King of Legends was undoubtedly a dangerous choice.

Open, a roar announcing the rise of a single person as the King of Lightning.

War, the determination to annihilate the enemy.

Conclusion, a sword that transcends the limits of mortals.

In other words, the ability to challenge a God.

The ultimate lightning turns into a pure white light above everything else.

The lightning that had stained the earth began to fade and swirl, turning white.

The lightning swirling around Vahn absorbed the "order" of the world.

The first thing to disappear in the sea of lightning was sound.

The lament of the evil god, the eerie friction of black, massive flesh mixing with machines, the screams of agony as the ego was torn apart, all these deafening noises resulting from the fusion of the evil god and Ram, and the breaths, astonishment, and sighs of the spectators who witnessed it all, and the sharp sonic boom caused by the chaos storm.

All fell into the sea of lightning surrounding Vahn.

Both Vahn and the evil god, hundreds of fleets, and countless people moved, but only Vahn could emit or hear sounds.

Next, her vision disappeared.

The lightning shone so intensely that it seemed to burn their retinas, closing the pupils of everyone inside.

Even with their eyes closed, all they could see or feel was a suffocating whiteness.

Within it, a faint image of Vahn persisted.

Regardless of their position or the direction of their gaze, everyone saw the same scene.

No one was left out, and everyone observed the blurred figure of Vahn.

They saw something that made them believe they would be protected from anything.

On the other hand, the evil god saw Vahn's face.

Just by facing that, she felt as if her entire body, and even the life she had lived until now, would be torn apart.

The terrifying face, the ruthless eyes, were tearing apart the evil god's soul.

With the disappearance of sound, not even screams could be uttered.

The evil god merely opened and closed her mouth like a fish, but no sound came out.

Finally, time faded away.

Everything trapped within the lightning stopped.

Not even allies like Quikantel and Enya, who were under Olta's protection, could escape this absolute interference.

"Olta is scared...!"

Even the two of them could feel that Olta was engulfed in fear.

The god of time had been unable to overcome the phenomenon born from a mortal's sword.

Vahn walked slowly through the frozen world.

Within the whiteness, only Sigmund's pale sword shone like a ghost.

And every time Sigmund moved, the sea of lightning roared in response.

When the sword pointed upwards, the sharp essence of the sea extended, and when the sword pointed downwards, the lightning sank in unison.

It was as if a giant whale were leaping out of the water.

With each stroke of the sword, pieces of the evil god were torn apart.

Or disappeared.

The chaos that formed the evil god evaporated like water when touched by lightning.

The chaos was being annihilated with no chance of returning to the evil god or Ram.

A silent massacre.

Those who witnessed it had to wear strange expressions.

The evil god who had stained the entire world with despair was disappearing within a desolate silence.

Vahn simply wielded her sword with a calm expression.

Among the infinitely graceful trajectory left by Sigmund, the despair of the evil god accumulated.

"So, I, Rosa Runcandel... am such a useless existence..."

In the end, an indescribable sense of defeat welled up within the evil god.

There was nothing.

She could do nothing.

Even as her flesh and soul were cut by Sigmund, she had almost completed her fusion with Ram.

She had obtained even stronger divine power without losing her identity as Rosa Runcandel.

But what was the point?

Even if she fused with Ram a thousand times, she could never defeat that monster.

Unless she became a perfect divine being, standing at the highest point among them all, there was no hope of defeating Vahn.

She felt as if she were going mad. She couldn't accept it.

The fact that she was wrong, the fact that even the power she had sacrificed so much to obtain couldn't change the situation, the fact that it had to end like this.

It wasn't something she couldn't recognize.

From the beginning, she was aware that there could be an existence with greater power than hers in the world.

What the evil god really couldn't accept was the fact that this wasn't a fight between her and her younger son.

Whom she had wanted to face with her life on the line was not the lost leader of a great race from 5000 years ago; it was her own younger son.

The Goddess of Battle was ruining that fight now.

Whether she won or lost, the final battle had to be between her and her younger son.

If it was just about borrowing power, she would have understood.

After all, she herself had accepted the power of chaos.

But fighting against a monstrous being without leaving a trace of her younger son was a horrible trial.

After all, she had not completely abandoned her identity as Rosa Runcandel.

By the time the evil god had reached that thought...

Vahn's sword pointed downwards.

Ram seemed like a group of islands formed by the continent splitting apart.

The body, over 5 km long, had been completely destroyed.

Ram and the evil god's flesh were being completely shredded and dispersed into particles.

In the midst of all this, the evil god could see a single strand of "line," like a ray of salvation.

What is that line...?

The evil god could see a red line behind Vahn.

It had never been visible until now, but the red line was naturally connected to Vahn's body as if it had always been there.

Soon, the evil god felt it intuitively.

"It's the same connection point as when the younger faced Luntia."

The line that fused Jin and Vahn.

The true identity of the red line could only be that.

"Why didn't I think of that? If I cut that line... the Goddess of Battle will no longer be able to remain connected to my younger son!"

After all, the Goddess of Battle was summoned precisely by that line as a medium...!

Rosa felt as if her heart was pounding within her disappearing chest, even without a physical form.

Hope had arisen.

The glimpses of hope that Jin always found in moments of despair, and the pulsating sensation when he reached out to grasp it.

Now, the evil god felt a surge of determination.

Amid the despair, the evil god's soul seemed to awaken.

If she could just cut that line, if she could cut it, she would be able to fight her younger son once more.

Her determination burned fiercely.

And then, the shattered fragments of Ram began to move slowly, defying the frozen time.

It was a minuscule movement, but the fragments were moving.

Vahn watched this with indifference.

After all, given the power the evil god possessed, such a level of resistance was to be expected. Besides, she already knew what her plan was.

[I suppose you plan to eliminate whatever connects me and Brother Jin...?]

As if there was no doubt, Vahn didn't even bother to hide the fact that she had discerned the evil god's plan.

The evil god couldn't hear Vahn's voice.

Even though sound had disappeared, Vahn's voice resounded clearly in everyone's mind.

However, the reason the evil god couldn't hear Vahn's voice was solely because of her unwavering determination, which had consumed her completely.

The firm determination to cut the red line took shape.

Suddenly, a sword materialized in the empty space just ten steps ahead of Vahn.

It was Frenzy, Rosa Runcandel's beloved sword in her human days.

Behind Frenzy, hands formed to wield the sword, a torso to swing the arms, and eyes with black pupils appeared along with the head and face adorned with horns of chaos.

The evil god's body, which had once again taken on a human form, struggled to move through the air.

With the sword pointing at Vahn, the evil god advanced with difficulty.

[Do you think it's possible?]

Vahn effortlessly erased the image of the sword with a single sword strike.

When Sigmund's energy surged, it swept Rosa away, leaving no trace in the empty space.

Thus, the evil god continued to materialize her body, and Vahn ended it with each strike.

The evil god had already recreated her body dozens of times, but the distance between her and Vahn did not decrease by a single step.

On the contrary, with each dissolution of her body, she only grew further apart.

Even if there was hope, not everyone could reach it with their own efforts.

The disappearance of the evil god's body meant that Ram's fragments were being consumed.

If this continued for a bit longer, the essence of the evil god's chaos would completely disappear from this land.

Vahn intensified her concentration.

She had no intention of showing any leisure or relaxation in her final moments against the evil god.

However, at the moment when Sigmund had bent the evil god's body backward for the hundredth time or so,

a scream echoed from deep within Vahn's inner world.

It was Jin's scream.

The "time" predicted by Qwaul hadn't even arrived.

"Kaaargh! Vahn, stop! This is really the limit! You have to stop the fusion right now if you want to save Jin!"

The abyss within Vahn's inner world was boiling.

Even Lingling was trapped and being eroded inside it.

Lingling believed that stopping now would be the last moment to save Jin's Ego.

Finally, Vahn stopped the sword that had been striking the evil god.

The evil god, with her broken and battered body, leaped towards Vahn.

[Lucky for you, evil god], Vahn remarked.

She didn't dodge the evil god's sword, which was inches away from her.

She simply let it pass, trusting that it would cut the red line.

[I leave the rest to Brother Jin... and that friend.]

Vahn, through Jin's inner world, which she had glimpsed since the moment of fusion, realized that she wasn't the first and last reinforcement.

[I entrust my Brother Jin to you, Black Dragon Murakan.]

Frenzy cut the red line.

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