Chapter 130 War Preparation (5) (1/2)

Madodan’s team leader’s eyes shook. An illusion.

He realized that everything they had seen so far was a trap. The pandemonium of the players was a trap for them.

They didn’t know that and walked right into the tiger’s den by themselves. At the feet of the players who were glaring at Madodan, there were the heads of the dead Shindodan and Jindodan.

[I thought maybe. That we should give you a chance. You are the first friend I worked together along with Spear. But you couldn’t wait and had to go this far. Did you have to do this?]

Sword God looked at Saber God with glowering eyes.

Like it was all his fault. That because he had betrayed them, all those kids over there were dead.

But Saber God just looked at his dead subordinates with dry eyes. And he slowly opened his mouth to speak.

“You who judge everything from 1 to 10 by yourself probably couldn’t understand. They probably died smiling. Pitying them is only cursing them.”

Saber God cut him off, and kicked open the iron box he brought with him.

“And I hope you know one more thing.”

Saber God’s eyes coldly flashed.

“Whether it be one, ten, of hundreds. There’s only one guy I’m trying to get.”

His gaze landed on Leonte behind the Sword God. And it began.

The nine swords that were in the box flew out. Saber God took the biggest and smallest of the swords and ran towards Leonte with them.

“Protect the master! Make sure nothing can bother him!”

Madodan blocked their surroundings so Saber God could freely run. Players ran towards them with a shout.

Boom!

As expected of Madodan, who was in the top 3 of Cheonghwado, they killed their comrades without any hesitation. Rather, because they were stronger, they pushed back.

Meanwhile. Sword God and Saber God were flinging their swords at each other.

The collected magic power exploded and the knives flew around, creating a storm.

Crash!

The sound of air splitting rang in the air. Saber God pulled out the knives planted in the ground and continued to swing them around. The storm became bigger and forced the Sword God back.

[Whirlpool of Knives]

[Tomb of Nine Swords]

Saber’s God signature movements were known by almost everyone in the Tower.

The whirlpool that he made by pulling on the knives in order made everything around him a mess.

The wind was filled with aura and it ripped up everything in its path.

In addition to that, he had pulled out ‘Nine’ that he loved so much. With the Neidan of the Four Legendary Beasts, it was a strong gust of wind.

Even the Sword God looked like a sailboat in the middle of a typhoon.

But the Sword God didn’t give up. Rather, he headed straight down the storm like a shark. And everytime he did that, his four swords rotated in order to break the storm.

His swords pierced the storm to break it, broke the aura in the air, pushed the storm down, and cut through everything in their way.

His knives that were known as ‘Death of Holy’ followed Sword God’s orders to make a path for him, and he soon approached Saber God.

Saber God was surprised at how fast the distance between them was closed. But he soon smiled, showing his canines.

He was stupid fool that came walking in by himself.

Saber God couldn’t lose this chance so he pulled a sword that happened to be nearby and swiped the Sword God’s back. However.

Right before it made contact with his back, it was stopped by his hand.

The sword was tightly held in between his thumb and forefinger.

It was an impossible situation.

Saber God paused, not knowing he would be blocked this easily, and Sword God put pressure on his two fingers in the meantime.

The sword broke, and its pieces were flung into the air. His magic sword that was called the name of a devil futilely broke.

And Sword God stabbed his hand out past the pieces. One of his swords arrived at his hand.

The sword deeply but the Saber God’s shoulder, chest, and back.

Saber God thought he might be caught in trajectory, so he quickly backed up and picked up his thin sword out.

He was planning on somehow flicking out the Sword God.

Clang!

Sword God’s sword greeted it like it was welcoming it and broke that sword too. The same happened for his next sword, and the sword after that.

The knife that had a god’s name, and the sword that had been used by a hero in the past couldn’t keep up with Sword God’s swords and just flew out of his hands.

And when the ninth sword broke, Sword God’s sword was planted in his right thigh.

Then like they had been waiting, the rest of the swords planted themselves into the Saber God’s body. His body shook, and he vomited blood, falling to his knees.

“H…..ow?”

Saber God had an unbelieving expression and looked at Sword God with trembling eyes.

He definitely had more magic power. And his skills were more powerful than ever.

He thought that his aura wasn’t lacking compared to Sword God’s.

However. The results were too one-sided.

He didn’t scratch Sword God at all, and he had to face the humiliation of his nine swords breaking. Before he even activated his signature skill, they had all been destroyed.

The Sword God spoke with eerie eyes.

[That is the level.]

“….!”

Saber God widened his eyes. And he bitterly smiled.

He remembered why he had joined Cheonghwado.

Back when he was immature, and only wanted to become stronger. He met the Sword God, and lost. After he got over his shock, he followed after him to learn.

And as time passed, the gap between them only became bigger. Magic power and artifacts couldn’t make up for it. Perhaps it was obvious.

Unlike the Sword God, who kept on training, he met his lover and had a son. While he was focused on that, he didn’t get stronger. It was obvious his sense would’ve weakened.

Was this it.

The Saber God thought. He put everything on the line to save his son. But it was useless. He lost the last line.