Swordmaster's Youngest Son

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Swish-!

Murakan extended his fist with all his might towards the evil god.

The impact of the fist clashing with the sword created a massive shockwave that enveloped the three individuals in a swirling chaos.

Unlike Jin or the Tribe of Legends, Murakan didn’t possess complete immunity to chaos.

However, due to the overwhelming power of his own body, it was nearly impossible to infect him with just a simple strike.

Though he hadn’t fully recovered, he was closer to his prime compared to the first attack on the Garden of Swords.

The evil god retreated first.

The evil god formed clusters in both hands and shot them at Murakan as she withdrew.

After saying that, Murakan quickly whispered to Jin.

'Kid, the truth is, I don’t have much time this time either. You know that, right?'

'Miss Misha said it would be like this.'

Currently, Murakan's absence meant the same as Solderet’s.

If he remained absent from the “Realm of the Gods” for too long, the world order related to shadows would collapse in an instant.

'But if I can buy you some time to recover and then leave, I think you’ll be able to manage on your own. You’re already quite injured. You’ve done well to get this far.'

Solderet's divine power was now embedded in Murakan.

As a result, there were things visible to him that mortal eyes couldn’t perceive.

As long as Jin's body remained intact, the current state of the evil god was manageable only by Jin.

'It was done by Elder Sister Vahn, not me. Just protect me for a minute for now.'

Understood.

Woo...!

Murakan transformed into his true form, spreading his wings.

The evil god, with increased venom, swung her sword at Murakan.

Outside, a fierce battle was also unfolding.

Padler showed no signs of falling behind Bale this time, and the newly arrived Chaos Army was too large in scale.

Above all, the issue was the mental attacks through chaos and the number of Black Knights.

The allies began to suspect that the evil god had resurrected all the previous Black Knights of Runcandel.

The four previous patriarchs were effectively commanding all those Black Knights.

However, Jin and Murakan couldn’t afford to focus on the outside.

Jin pulled from his pocket a gem that looked like a round ruby.

It resembled the Wave Length Tracking Synchronization Device but was a completely different object with a different purpose and name.

Blood of Numerus.

It was a gift received in advance from Zipple in preparation for the final battle.

Although Jin wasn’t seriously injured or on the brink of death, he didn’t hesitate to bring the blood to his mouth and chew it.

He used it solely to recover his stamina and fight the evil god in his full state.

It was a fight worth having, whether with blood or even tears.

Woosh!

When the divine blood filled his mouth, Jin felt a sudden surge of vitality fade away.

Life returned to his eyes, and his heart pumped blood rapidly throughout his body.

His muscles tensed as if they were about to explode at any moment, and his senses became incredibly sharp.

The Light Heart, which had dimmed, gradually regained its original brilliance.

Exactly one minute later, Jin held the sword again in a more perfect state than ever before.

The aura enveloped Jin’s body, forming a dazzling protective shield.

Then, mana surged and spread in all directions, and shadow energy enveloped Bradamante.

Through the mana expanded like a curtain, a summoning circle was opening.

[Gaaaah!]

The evil god's territory, the dead world called the Castle of the Evil God, had already been completely shattered and turned into parts of Ram's body, allowing Tess to be summoned once again.

"Oh, what a surprise! At least warn me when you bring this knight."

As Tess breathed fire, shadow energy and aura were added accordingly.

Hellfire.

And Eternal Flame.

The two fires symbolizing Runcandel's Magic Sword repelled the Chaos, creating a surge of energy.

Murakan couldn’t combine hellfire with the shadowless spear like Misha, but he simply added immense shadow energy to strengthen the hellfire.

What was piercing the evil god now wasn’t just a simple sword.

It was the will of fire that had continued for a thousand years in Runcandel's history.

Jin gripped the sword that pierced the evil god's chest and twisted it.

[Guhhh!]

"My Family, my home, my fallen brothers, countless innocent lives! They perished and were destroyed by your hands!"

Unknowingly, Jin was shouting.

"The strongest Runcandel in history? The Family that isn’t threatened by anything? What you were trying to do is something that even the demigods Temar and my father couldn’t achieve. Look at the result of your reckless actions! The Garden of Swords is destroyed, the knights, the Family...!"

[Shut up! If the Family was so precious to you, you shouldn’t have left this place even once. Cyron too! My decision wasn’t wrong!]

"Die!"

What drove Jin mad was the realization that even if he killed the evil god, the things that were already broken could never return.

He could no longer fight with composure.

It didn’t matter.

He was now convinced that he could break the evil god into a thousand pieces, into ten thousand pieces.

But even if he did, this fury wouldn’t be alleviated.

The pain of the people who died under the influence of the evil god, the suffering of those left behind, would never disappear.

SLASH!

Jin pulled the embedded sword horizontally.

The evil god immediately regenerated, showing her absorption of Eternal Flame as before.

With a malicious look, Jin stabbed the sword into the same spot, twisting and slashing.

When the evil god tried to dodge, Murakan forced her movement.

Both Jin's and Murakan's bodies began to accumulate wounds one by one.

Blood, shadow energy, and chaos intermingled, tainting the air.

As hellfire relentlessly burned, the decisive killer moves and secret techniques of Runcandel clashed without cease.

Meteor showers and black meteor showers fell simultaneously, while sword waves and black sword waves flew at neck-breaking speed, darkening the view.

Falling petals and falling petals, Black Cross and Ring Eclipse, Heaven’s Rupture and...

The sword techniques that could tear apart even the bodies of powerful warriors and gods were assaulting those who were once formidable.

They stabbed and slashed each other.

Breath quickened, and throats convulsed, spewing blood.

For over thirty minutes of intense battle, the evil god lost her physical form more than twenty times.

Even if her neck was cut off, her torso split in half, reduced to pieces, or even completely incinerated, she regenerated continuously.

Could the Family rebuild and resurrect so stubbornly?

Could this Family called Runcandel, with only a few people left, revive after this fight ends...?

Sometimes, when such doubts arose, tears welled up in Jin's eyes.

He would undoubtedly succeed, but now, more than ever, he longed for the landscapes he could never see again.

The Garden of Swords, dark and cold, where he had no place in his previous life.

The cold and indifferent people who confronted him in his previous life.

The cruel family he had no choice but to leave.

Even those painful memories became so nostalgic that he felt they rotted his heart.

If someone took away the privilege of regression and returned Runcandel to that time, even if it meant he would be exiled and die silently without knowing Valeria, if he could choose, Jin would nod his head.

"Such a thing won’t happen because I’ll never be given such an opportunity. I have to kill you and bear the heavy duty... the duty of Runcandel. The duty of restoring Runcandel as an imposing presence in this world."

Jin swung his sword, uttering incomprehensible soliloquies to the evil god and Murakan.

His body, restored by the Blood of Numerus, felt heavy as if he was sinking back into water.

The evil god's regeneration also slowed down, and her body didn’t form as quickly.

No child in this world.

No child would want to kill their own mother and vice versa.

No one would want to be the child of such a mother, and no one would want to be destined to save the world from such a mother.

Jin was no different.

He had never desired such a future.

He fought against her only because it was the inevitable point of convergence of an inescapable fate.

He overcame it.

"Ahhhh!"

Jin swung Bradamante while letting out a scream.

The Hellfire disappeared, and Tess returned to the dimension of fire.

Murakan remained, using his entire body to block the chaos and prevent Jin from being harmed.

SLASH!

The black sword, wrapped in shadow energy, slashed through the evil god's chest.

And for the first time, instead of chaos, the evil god spat out watery blood.

It was as if she spat out fresh blood like a human.

The Eternal Flame, which had been continuously absorbed, for the first time left a nebulous blue ember in the evil god's chest.

The evil god clung to that flame.

[Sshh, pant...!]

The evil god exhaled short gasps mixed with a crunching sound.

Her trembling horns and wings gradually melted away.

The horns that wrapped around her body fell to the ground like tattered scales.

Finally, the Eternal Flame that burned in her chest began to dissipate the chaos.

As time passed, the appearance of the evil god increasingly resembled her human form.

Jin did not suppress his complex emotions as he aimed his sword without hesitation.

And he had a premonition.

This battle would end with Jin fighting the evil god alone, without Vahn, Murakan, or any other companions.

[Kid, are you okay?]

When Jin nodded, the turbulent storm of chaos surrounding them continued to grow.

The storm enveloped the three of them in an instant.

[A final showdown, huh? If you use chaos of this magnitude in your current state, there won’t be anything left. I still have some time, so I’ll break through first and finish it once the chaos subsides...]

"No, Murakan. You go first."

[What? Why?]

"The battlefield outside is being pushed back. Go and help. Besides, this chaos can’t harm me anyway."

Murakan was about to say something, but then folded his wings when he saw Jin stepping into the storm of chaos.

Unlike before, the chaos storm didn’t harm Jin.

"It’s a final one-on-one. I’ll win as always, so go and save at least one more person. After all, you are Runcandel's guardian deity. You should fulfill that role."

Saying this, Jin gradually approached the evil god.

/SHADOWK

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