Chapter 76: God vs 100,000,000,000

Chapter 76: God vs 100,000,000,000

“...Please deliver my order by tomorrow.”

Click!

Mission accomplished. I hung up the phone. I emptied my bank account for this, so it had to work!

“Hyaaa!”

Sword Demon screamed with every swing of his sword in the corner of the academy's training ground.

Except, the thing he swung was too huge to be called a sword. In fact, it was much taller than himself. Calling it an iron mace would be more appropriate.

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[Sword Demon's Training Sword Ver. 2]

Version 2 of the Demon Lord's Heavenly Sword. Sold to Yu Il-Shin at a rip-off price by All-Cutting Heavenly Sword. Its durability and weight were significantly better than Version 1.

Special note: Freaking heavy and sturdy.

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The word “rip-off” just made my blood boil. Anyway, true to the special note, the sword’s weight had increased fivefold. In other words, it was above 500 kg, or at least half a ton now.

Honestly, with such a weight, it could no longer be considered training—just torture. Even Sword Demon struggled to wield it when he first got it.

Nevertheless, driven by his obsession and excitement to grow stronger, he could finally wield it freely without issues. Regardless of the number of Blessing of the Growth God I had sponsored him, this development was massive. Ah, by the way, that Ver. 2 sword also came with a freebie that All-Cutting Heavenly Sword had promised.

Don't be alarmed reading this...

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[Taiji Wisdom Sword]

All-Cutting Heavenly Sword’s secret collection of Zhang Sanfeng’s essence.

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It was the same Taiji Wisdom Sword owned by Zhang Sanfeng! Yes, the founding father of the Wudang Sect!

The 20 million Godcoins I gave to Heavenly Sword didn’t end up being a waste, after all...

I gave the collection to Sword Demon and...

“I-it is indeed an impressive scripture. But Mr. Sword God, this sword art of subduing opponents with Extreme Gentle and Supreme Ultimate technique clashes with my sword art of Extreme Strength. I haven’t even mastered the Demon Lord’s Heavenly Sword technique yet. I’m afraid my qi will be twisted if I learn this recklessly and end up hindering you instead.”

...He politely declined.

In the end, All-Cutting Heavenly Sword did a good thing.

“Huff.”

Sword Demon swept his hair back. He was drenched in sweat after training for a while. Eyes as sharp as blades. Nostrils flaring. Lone wolf swordsman aura. He did look captivating.

“Ah...”

A girl stood in a daze, admiring Sword Demon. She was none other than Necromancer Ko Myeong-Ji, Class 3-A’s representative and mascot.

Wow, she’s drooling...

“Stop watching and join me.”

Sword Demon beckoned her with his index finger.

“Y-yes! Would you like some water, Teacher Sword Demon?”

Ko Myeong-Ji flushed in embarrassment and scrambled to her feet.

“No, not you, Girl. I was referring to the summoned creature beside you.”

Ko Myeong-Ji dropped her head in grimace while Hades, the Death Knight, frowned.

“Sir Sword Demon, I am Knight Hades. Also, my summoner isn’t ‘Girl.’ Her name is Ko Myeong-Ji.”

“Who cares. Come at me already, I’m starting to lose my edge.”

“What a rude man!” Hades snapped, jumping to his feet.

To accommodate the height of the training room, Hades had shrunk to half his usual size. Nevertheless, he was still a giant, as he was two heads taller than Sword Demon.

Rooooar!

As Hades looked down at Sword Demon, intense darkness enshrouded his entire body, making him look like a huge evil spirit.

“Maybe a taste of defeat will bring you back down to earth, Sir Sword Demon!”

“Hmph! It’s going to be different this time! Hyaaa!”

Sword Demon and Hades fought with each other.

Clang! Changgg!

The swords clashed with a thunderous clang, sending sparks flying.

I wasn’t sure if it was because they were both swordsmen, but Sword Demon seemed to consider Hades his rival. It could also be because Hades was Rank S, while Sword Demon was Rank A.

“Haha, Sir Sword Demon! You can’t penetrate my shield with such an attack!”

Hades might disliked Sword Demon’s attitude, but he was clearly enjoying their duel. Perhaps, he was reminiscing of his time with the Mountain-Gnawing Titan.

“Shut up! This isn’t even my full power!” Sword Demon snarled.

“Very well! That is the fighting spirit of a true knight! I challenge you! Unleash your full power on me!”

Sword Demon gritted his teeth, pulling back his sword. “Take this!”

Tzzz!

The black sword qi on his sword was as dense as glue. “Mr. Sword God's secret technique, Demon Lord’s Descent!”

Sword Demon drew a long semicircle with his sword, mimicking what I did before.

“Hep!”

Sensing the unusual aura, Hades raised his shield in panic.

Slash! Thud!

In the next moment, the black sword qi cut his shield in half and even penetrated his armor. A long, deep gash ran across his body, as if slashed by a giant beast's claw.

After rummaging through my pockets, I gave her a handful of candy, and a smile returned to her face.

Phew. I hope she’ll regain her memories soon and break Sung Mi-Ri’s seal.

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[Quest: Low-tier Benevolent God Promotion (In progress)]

Followers of S-rank or higher intelligent beings with potential for transcendence: 6(+2)/10

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To be promoted to a Low-tier God, I needed two more S-rank followers. How nice would it be If Sword Demon and Sung Mi-Ri ascended to S-ranks... Still, was it too much to expect them to achieve it in a short period of time?

I couldn’t discount their efforts. Anty, the Gayamis, and even Il-Ho, who was still in the tower, were giving their to become stronger for my sake.

As their god, I couldn’t stand by idly.

“Let’s get back to it then.”

I warmed up my body, then pulled out my pillow.

Slap slap!

I put on my eye mask and slipped on my socks. Afterward, I wrapped myself in a down feather comforter I spent a fortune on.

Snore—

The dream world welcomed me soon after.

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-Kieeek!

-Kyaaaa!

The carnivorous flowers howled ferociously, spreading their mouths wide open.

[Silently Crawling Nightmare glowers at your return, screaming hysterically that if she can’t have you, she will eat you!]

“Haa.” I sighed heavily as I watched them.

Why does it have to be the obsessive stalker?

“Mr. Heavenly Sword! Have you finished repairing the blade?!” I shouted urgently, feeling my life and sanity slipping away.

[All-Cutting Heavenly Sword says not yet. He needs more time because the blade was destroyed completely.]

“Can’t you lend me something in the meantime?!”

[All-Cutting Heavenly Sword says you need to pay 1 million Gcoins to borrow and use a sword in the Hall of Dream, Silently Crawling Nightmare’s territory.]

“What?! Did you just double it?!” I choked.

[All-Cutting Heavenly Sword says nobody is forcing you to pay.]

Ugh, what a scammer!

I sighed again and paid 1 million Godcoins.

He isn’t delaying the sword repair just to extort more money out of me, right?

Rip! Riiiip!

Then, a rift appeared in the air, and a wooden sword appeared before me.

“Huh? A wooden sword?! You think I’m a goddamn pushover?!”

[All-Cutting Heavenly Sword says, unlike its appearance, it’s a good sword, so just try it.]

“Keugh!”

I have no other choice, anyway!

Swoosh!

-Krrr!

-Kieeeeek!

The flowers were charging at me. I unsheathed my wooden sword, glaring at them.

In order to protect my followers, I needed to become stronger. To do so, I had to come to the dreamland and meet my stalkers, my avenue to boost my growth.

“Sword Devotion.”

My innate power, Sword Devotion, unleashed the sword’s potential to the fullest.

My eyes appraised the sword subconsciously.

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[Old Wooden Sword]

A wooden sword made of plum wood. Around for 850 years.

Special note: Wielded by the founder of the Volcano Sect, also one of the Seven Immortals of Quanzhen, Hao Datong.

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Woooong—

My sword resounded morosely as a thick plum scent emanated in all directions.

The sword qi of the legendary Volcano Sect, often compared to the Wudang Sect in martial arts, was now recreated in my hands.

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Ding!

[Duration until Goddess Arachne, the 100,000,000,000-strong army, and apostles arrive at Gayami: 0 hours, 0 minutes, 0 seconds.]

The clock kept ticking...

Ding!

[The holy war of Yu Il-Shin’s fate has begun.]

Finally, the big day arrived.