Chapter 132
Chapter 132
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Translator: Vine
Chapter: 132
Chapter Title: 33. One Sword Against Heaven (5)
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Ability Damage.
As Young-woo watched Lee Sun-ho, who had been slammed into Jungnang Stream, struggle to his feet, he pondered what exactly ability damage meant.
Because Lee Sun-ho's armor was shattered like a candy beaten flat on the ground.
Clatter.
Every time the bastard took a step, fragments of his armor rained down onto the pavement, leaving Young-woo no choice but to feel bewildered.
‘If I get hit with ability damage... could the same happen to me?’
The basis for this question was none other than the resistance options on his equipment.
|Fire Resistance: 10%|
|Ability Resistance: 10%|
As evident from the resistance status at the bottom of his status screen, the resistances obtainable through gear included not only elemental categories like fire and cold, but also ‘ability’.
In other words.
‘It means enemies who use ability attacks could show up someday.’
On day 4 today, wyverns capable of ‘fire’ attacks had appeared for the first time.
It meant tricky foes that required separate resistance values were already starting to emerge.
「Let’s fight fair and square... with swords.」
While Young-woo mulled over ‘ability damage,’ Lee Sun-ho crawled out of Jungnang Stream and thrust his sword toward Young-woo from below.
Screech!
But even the blade he boldly extended wasn’t intact.
It too had been caught in that earlier ability explosion, now cracked with purple fissures.
“......”
Seeing this, Young-woo didn’t hesitate and leaped down from Neoguig.
Thud!
He beckoned toward Lee Sun-ho.
“Come up here. I’ll fight you with swords, just like you wanted.”
Lee Sun-ho, who hadn’t expected such a shallow taunt—no, a plea—to be accepted, gaped wide.
「What...?」
Then, quickly.
「Ah, of course. Right away.」
Regaining his wicked grin, he bounded toward Young-woo in high spirits.
Flash!
Young-woo figured the so-called supreme swordsman was getting cocky, thinking he’d seized the advantage.
But Young-woo was dead serious.
‘Will that sword shatter if I hit it hard?’
The sole reason Young-woo accepted Lee Sun-ho’s request was to test what happened when he inflicted non-ability damage on that weapon, which seemed vulnerable from ability exposure.
Would the sword break?
Or just lose power?
Testing combat on a mutant wasn’t exactly normal to begin with, but Young-woo’s close-quarters skills were top-tier in Seoul anyway.
No pressure.
Of course, Lee Sun-ho didn’t see it that way.
—Heh heh, the bow punk won’t be good with a sword either. You’re done for now.
Lee Sun-ho had been a gamer in his pre-reset life too.
So he knew Death Knights were generally sword prodigies.
—If you can even swing it.
Crunch!
Finally stepping back onto Gwangjin-gu soil, Lee Sun-ho faced him.
Young-woo slung his bow over his shoulder, tossed the Ironclad Cutter to the golden goblin, and took Underdog.
Clank!
「Ironclad Cutter」 - Mutated Spear
【Ignores 50% physical damage reduction.】
「Underdog」 - Mutated One-Handed Sword
【25% power increase against targets larger than the user.】
Because Lee Sun-ho, manifested as a Death Knight, was a bit taller than Young-woo.
Lee Sun-ho stood at 2.5 meters, while Young-woo was around 2 meters.
‘And above all, the cutter’s a spear, not a sword......’
Pointless stubbornness, sure, but this felt right to Young-woo.
On the other hand.
「Crazy bastard.」
Lee Sun-ho couldn’t hide his sneer at the opponent deliberately avoiding spears.
To him, lacking any mental leeway, it was incomprehensible—and something he didn’t want to understand.
「You think I’m dogshit, huh? That it?」
At Lee Sun-ho’s sizzling taunt, Young-woo felt a brief sense of déjà vu.
He’d once said something similar to the people surrounding him when he first heard Early Bird.
But strictly speaking, the situations weren’t the same.
“I don’t know who you are, Sun-ho. So it’s not that I see you as dogshit—I’m just doing what I said earlier and picking up a sword.”
With that, Young-woo gripped Underdog.
Grip.
“And this is the best sword I’ve got for you, Sun-ho.”
After all, this was the guy who’d planted a flying knee into Cha Du-seong mid-boxing rules.
He wasn’t being reckless; he was giving it his all.
「What the hell are you babbling about, you retard.」
But to Lee Sun-ho, it was all just infuriating.
The ones who’d sniped him and turned him into a monster were the humans left in this land, weren’t they?
So after a long wait, he’d returned to judge them.
—And they dare treat me like dogshit?
Cha Da had chased Iron Horse’s tail without swinging his sword properly even once.
So even the opponent carefully selecting a weapon to his taste felt like a massive insult.
His self-esteem crumbling without him realizing.
「You lowly shits!」
Finally, one of the truths buried in Lee Sun-ho’s chest burst out.
He menacingly raised his sword and charged at the opponent.
Gyeongbuk’s Supreme Swordsman.
Toward the insolent bastard representing the survivors who’d come to assassinate him.
「Dieeee!」
Lee Sun-ho screamed like a banshee and swung his sword, while Young-woo, thanks to ‘Golden Oath,’ watched the opponent’s sluggish movements crystal clear.
「Golden Oath」 - Legendary Breastplate
【Reduces enemy attack power by 50%.】
The legendary technique ‘Floor of Rom’ urged him to sidestep right.
Likely prep movement for the ultra-close-quarters poke fights he’d been doing.
But instead of dodging,
Screech!
Young-woo swung Underdog straight into Lee Sun-ho’s attack.
Claaaang!
It was neither defense nor counter—pure preemptive strike.
Targeted at Lee Sun-ho’s blade with its purple cracks.
「Huh?」
Realizing the opponent’s momentum was ferocious, Lee Sun-ho instinctively gripped the hilt two-handed and poured in more power, and in that instant.
Crack.
From the point where Underdog met Lee Sun-ho’s dark blue blade came a sound that absolutely shouldn’t happen.
「Th...!」
“Gasp.”
It was the sound of shattering.
Crack!
Just as Young-woo predicted, applying force to the weakened weapon broke it clean.
‘What? You can really smash the opponent’s weapon?’
Whether this was mutant-limited or worked on other supreme swordsmen too was unclear.
One thing was certain, though.
‘I need to gear up ability resistance ahead of time. A big hit’s coming for sure.’
From now on, any ability resistance gear he saw, he’d grab.
「Uh? What the—?」
Meanwhile, Lee Sun-ho, whose weapon shattered in one clash, stared blankly at the hilt left in his hand.
He’d envisioned many scenarios entering a ‘true sword duel’ with Jeong Young-woo, but his weapon breaking hadn’t crossed his mind.
Young-woo readjusted his grip on Underdog and said something chilling.
“Looks like weapons can break after all. Anyway, time to head back. I’ve got work to finish.”
「What? Where do you think you’re—?」
As Lee Sun-ho asked and instinctively glanced skyward.
Swoooosh!
Underdog’s blade slashed diagonally through the air, splendidly tracing Doggo’s wedge pattern.
Slash!
And Lee Sun-ho.
「……!」
Unlike Kim Seok-shin who’d gone skyward first, couldn’t even scream as his head flew.
Thud.
Lee Sun-ho’s gaunt head spun a couple times in the air.
Then.
Plop.
It landed neatly on the Dongbu Arterial Road asphalt.
‘Phew, urgent fire’s out for now.’
Confirming the white light stream rising from Lee Sun-ho’s corpse, Young-woo activated ‘Golden Journey.’
Flash!
[Golden Journey]
|Summon Golden Rain in the next region.
|Domestic (2/3) |Foreign (0/2)
One domestic Golden Rain and two foreign remained to complete Golden Journey.
And per Young-woo’s plan, the foreign ones could now be cleared by taking out Kaesong’s ownerless mutant.
‘Of course, I need to head north without delay.’
As Young-woo thought this far, Lee Sun-ho’s corpse melted into the air, leaving a golden orb in its place.
Click.
Young-woo habitually reached for it but paused and stepped back.
“Oh, right—summoning Golden Rain here does nothing but break achievements.”
Muttering this, he gazed south of Gwangjin-gu.
Unless a big thief had shown up in the meantime, Kim Seok-shin’s orb should still be there.
Meaning two golden orbs Young-woo could activate right now.
But both were tied to Gwangjin-gu.
He could summon Golden Rain, sure, but with no residents left in Gwangjin-gu, mass currency influx was unlikely.
‘Should I call back the people who used to live in Gwangjin-gu? Nah, no time for that.’
Current time: 1:14 PM.
As Young-woo checked his watch and furrowed his brow, the golden goblin struggling with the Ironclad Cutter suddenly dropped it to the ground.
-Kit.
Then.
Pat-pat-pat.
It scurried on short legs to the golden orb and.
Whoosh!
“Gah...!”
Right before Young-woo’s eyes, hoisted it up.
-Kiki!
The golden goblin proudly lifted the orb overhead.
Young-woo clapped a hand over his mouth.
“Wait, you can carry that?”
The goblin let out a gleeful trill, orb in hand, and charged over.
-Kiiii...!