Chapter 206
Chapter 206
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Translator: Vine
Chapter: 206
Chapter Title: Master Class (2)
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The battle with the Weapon Master was incredibly tough.
Even after consuming the elixir to temporarily boost his physical abilities, he was still far inferior to a Master Class.
He could block the Aurablade with Erebos, but he couldn't pierce the protective aura.
Every attack was sharp and fierce.
If he relaxed even a little, he'd be dead.
Several times, he nearly had his throat slit.
He endured, endured, and endured again.
But even that reached its limit.
-This time, I'll use it 'properly'.
The Weapon Master unleashed his second ultimate technique.
Weapons infused with Aurablade poured down to sever Demian's lifeline.
In that moment, Demian forgot everything.
He just swung Erebos to block the ultimate technique.
First, second, third....
As the clashes continued, Demian realized something.
His hand swinging Erebos felt light.
It wasn't an illusion.
The speed of his parries was getting faster, and deflecting the weapons no longer felt burdensome.
He sensed it intuitively.
One step.
Just one step left.
And that one step was completed when he slashed away the Weapon Master's final ultimate technique.
The mana rampaging as if it would burst his body suddenly calmed, then spread throughout his entire body.
His body, pushed to the extreme, absorbed the mana.
Soon, changes began.
The densely etched wounds all regenerated.
His muscles and bones, along with his organs and every other part, rose to a higher level.
His stamina, which had hit rock bottom, was perfectly restored.
Vast mana pooled inside him like a lake.
Demian gripped Erebos with both hands.
Blue radiance shot out in all directions.
Using the broken blade as a core, blue light extended.
The blue light soon took shape.
A sword.
An intangible blade of light stretched straight toward the sky.
Aurablade.
The symbol of Master Class had manifested in Demian's hand.
The Aurablade made from dark mana was dark and murky.
Just looking at it felt ominous.
But the Aurablade forged from mana was different.
It was beautiful and pure.
"Finally, you've reached it."
Master Class.
He had successfully stepped into the realm of the transcendent.
-......
The Weapon Master stared at Demian in a daze.
-You... what the hell are you?
His voice was squeezed out with great difficulty.
-A High Class... fighting a Master Class and holding out, and now... becoming a Master Class... I've never seen a guy like you...
The Weapon Master's voice was laced with intense fear.
-No... that's not important right now.
Strength returned to his dazed eyes.
Murderous intent poured out once more.
-If I let you live, you'll definitely become a big threat later.
So I'll kill you right here.
The Weapon Master raised his demon sword and said.
-This demon sword's name is Mergelr.
It has the ability to absorb the souls of those it kills and connect them to the user.
I know.
Thanks to that demon sword, Joshua Silva could pretend to be a genius.
-The reason I could possess Joshua's body was because this sword connected this body to my soul.
But the abilities I can manifest through Mergelr are very limited.
The Weapon Master slowly stroked down the blade of the demon sword.
-My realm 'Love of All Weapons' can draw out a weapon's potential.
Using this realm increases the abilities I can manifest through Mergelr.
Thin tentacles sprouted from Mergelr's hilt.
The tentacles pierced the Weapon Master's wrist and burrowed inside.
Veins bulged across the Weapon Master's body and began pulsing.
-Normally, the abilities Mergelr can summon are only 30%...
The Weapon Master's body began to shrink rapidly.
Muscles withered, skin clinging to bones.
-But now it's different.
Vast dark mana erupted.
An immense aura exploded, incomparable to before.
-Now it's 50%.
The Weapon Master's body vanished.
No sound, no presence.
As Demian looked around in confusion.
-Behind you.
The Weapon Master appeared behind him and swung his Aurablade.
A black slash cut through Demian's body.
* * *
But the Weapon Master's slash didn't reach Demian.
Demian had swung Erebos behind his back to block the attack.
-You...
Disbelief appeared on the Weapon Master's face.
Right now, Demian Haksen hadn't even turned his body, just extended his arm backward.
Was it possible to block his attack in such an awkward position?
"What?"
Demian turned his head back and said.
"Why is it so light?"
At Demian's provocation, the Weapon Master's face twisted.
-I haven't even started yet!
The Weapon Master pushed Demian back with force.
Demian flew backward and regained his posture.
At that moment, the Weapon Master charged straight at him.
He swung his sword repeatedly to kill Demian.
Demian immediately countered.
The two Aurablades clashed repeatedly in the air.
Each collision produced a chilling sound.
But as the clashes continued, the Weapon Master couldn't help but panic.
He wasn't being pushed back.
Demian Haksen was standing in place, blocking all of the Weapon Master's attacks.
-This... this can't be...
Demian had just reached Master Class.
For such a body to match his 50% form?
-As expected, I can't let you live!
The Weapon Master swung down with full power.
Demian didn't dodge; he met it head-on.
A roar and shockwave erupted.
The Weapon Master's body was pushed back.
-It's not over yet!
The Weapon Master tried to charge again.
Then he realized: his Aurablade was damaged.
Centered on the spot that clashed with Demian Haksen's Aurablade, cracks had formed.
-......
Aurablades grow stronger with tempering.
In other words, one just ascended to Master Class would inevitably be weak.
But... that should be the case...
Why is my Aurablade the one damaged?
"Daydreaming?"
A voice came from right in front.
Demian was charging at him.
Demian swung his Aurablade.
A blue slash drew a line parallel to the ground.
The Weapon Master quickly raised his demon sword to block.
At that instant, his body was pushed back.
"Not bracing your stance?"
Demian pressed forward relentlessly.
Blue slashes poured endlessly.
The Weapon Master wildly swung his sword to block them.
"Flank. Open."
Demian brushed past the Weapon Master's side.
Simultaneously, his flank was slashed, blood spurting.
"Thigh. You should block it."
No sooner had the words left his mouth than his thigh was split.
The wound was deep.
-You arrogant bastard...!
The Weapon Master gritted his teeth and resisted.
He tried to regain the advantage.
"Neck. I'll let that one slide."
But it was futile.
No opening for counterattack.
This wasn't about speed.
His swordsmanship was completely read.
He had swung the sword for decades.
To be technically outmatched by a fresh Master Class newcomer?
-No way!
The Weapon Master desperately tried to follow Demian's movements.
But it was futile.
"Shoulder. I'll spare severing it."
"Fingers. You almost lost one just now."
Wounds only increased on his body.
He couldn't catch up at all.
-Hah, huff...
The Weapon Master breathed raggedly.
His body was covered in wounds.
Blood streamed down.
Fortunately, not his real body, so no pain.
"Already showing your bottom?"
Demian Haksen said from a short distance away.
Emotionless eyes stared at him.
Crunch.
His teeth ground.
But anger was useless.
At this rate, he couldn't kill Demian Haksen.
Faced with clear truth, the Weapon Master decided to discard his pride.
-Mergelr.
The reason the Weapon Master could rise to his position was by dominating demon swords and using them without cost.
In other words, his true skill shone when handling demon swords.
-I'll sacrifice you.
The Weapon Master drew Mergelr's potential to the limit.
Cracks appeared on the demon sword's surface.
It shattered into pieces.
Darkness burst from within.
A monstrous roar echoed as darkness covered the sky.
It formed the shape of a massive monster.
-This is the demonic power Mergelr held.
Demons were powerful beings beyond human comprehension.
Even Demian Haksen would struggle against demonic power.
Demian silently looked up at the monster.
It panted as if ready to devour him.
"...Come to think of it, I've never used it on Erebos before."
Used what?
As the Weapon Master wondered, Demian dispelled his Aurablade.
He stroked the demon sword's blade.
"Erebos, time to awaken."
The next moment, screams resounded.
A bizarre sound shook the world.
Heaven and earth trembled as if in fear.
The Weapon Master stared at it like a man possessed.
-...A demon sword?
At first, he thought so.
But seeing the scene, his mind changed.
-No, this is... what the hell...
At that moment, black waves spread from Erebos.
Everything touched by the waves evaporated.
Not even dust remained.
The monster writhed in agony upon contact, screaming and shrinking.
"No. This way, others might get caught."
Demian raised Erebos high.
The waves contracted.
A gray storm swirled around Erebos.
At that instant, the Weapon Master's instincts screamed a warning.
-...Mergelr! Attack!
The monster charged at Demian Haksen.
Demian swung Erebos.
The monster and gray storm collided.
Soon, the gray storm engulfed the monster.
Its body completely vanished.
-Ah...
At that sight, the Weapon Master let out a short sigh.
Immediately after, the gray storm engulfed the Weapon Master.