Chapter 133
Chapter 133
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Translator: Ryuma
Chapter: 133
Chapter Title: Chapter 133
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Translator: Ryuma
Chapter: 133
Chapter Title: Sword Saint Lebltein Glasis
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Seeing the displayed text, Havel slowly raised his head.
A vast red plain, just like the one he'd seen before, stretched out endlessly.
As he gazed at the plain, a breeze swept in, brushing past Havel's hair.
At the same time, a man entered his field of vision.
Glass-colored hair, the very symbol of the Glasis family.
And piercing blue eyes.
The man, who carried a sword without a blade, slowly turned his head.
His eyes seemed utterly devoid of life.
Pupils as parched and dry as if he'd gazed upon the end of the world.
But the instant his eyes met Havel's...
Life began to flicker back into them.
This was the man who swung his sword solely to grow stronger.
The one who had thereby reached the pinnacle of humanity.
Sword Saint, Lebltein Glasis.
He stood there.
A chilling wind slowly blew across the plain.
Havel's hair fluttered in its wake.
A heavy tension hung in the air.
Even the atmosphere seemed to tense in anticipation of their battle.
"You've climbed to the 7th hierarchy."
Havel spoke first.
Lebltein had finally made it here in just one month.
"Yeah, it was pretty tricky. If I hadn't started climbing right after you to chase you down, it would've been impossible."
Lebltein had ascended the Tower immediately after returning from the demon realm.
All because he wanted to clash with Havel.
He hadn't expected Havel to clear the 7th hierarchy before he could even catch up.
Thanks to that, though, Lebltein had been able to climb more efficiently.
The Tower's structure made it easier if someone had gone ahead.
Even accounting for that, Lebltein's prowess was beyond norms.
No one but Havel had ever ascended this fast.
"Now that things have escalated this far, you're not backing out of what you said back then, right?"
Havel asked for confirmation.
Lebltein let out a short chuckle.
"You're full of worries. Don't fret. I keep my word."
With that, Lebltein slowly drew the bladeless sword from his waist.
"That aside, my ancestors were going berserk trying to wipe out the Banpellyons."
Somehow, the Glasis family had gotten tangled with the Banpellyons again.
At this point, it felt like fate binding the two houses.
"Good thing they failed."
Thanks to that, he could face off against a powerhouse like this once more.
Battle lust ignited in Lebltein's eyes.
Havel met his gaze and let out a brief scoff.
True to being the current Sword Saint.
He was pulling the exact same stunt as the former one.
"Once you reach a certain level, do you get bored?"
Lebltein was visibly pleased by the question that showed true understanding.
Only someone who knew this boredom was worth crossing swords with.
"If you're bored, you're still far from the top."
But Havel didn't rate his boredom highly.
Havel had already witnessed a monster in the Devil's Tournament.
God's Dual Nature.
The being called the Primordial Master was a monster that even made current Havel tense.
There was no end to strength.
Beyond one peak lay another, always.
If you felt boredom without seeing beyond, without glimpsing higher...
You were just a fool too dim to see past your own limits.
"This'll be fun."
Lebltein grinned, delighted even if Havel called his boredom ignorance.
No one had ever stirred it before.
Meeting someone who could was pure joy.
"We'll see."
And the moment Lebltein raised his sword...
Swords began manifesting in a circle behind his back.
They rotated slowly, like a halo.
This was the Glasis style Meteor Swordsmanship.
Glasis Style Meteor Sword
Sky Sword World
"Show me my ignorance."
And above, in the sky.
Clouds seemed to gather as the heavens darkened.
A colossal shadow blanketed the horizon.
Havel slowly looked up.
There hovered an overwhelming sword forged of glass.
A sword vast enough to span the entire horizon.
It descended vertically.
The ground began to rumble.
Proof of its reality.
Lebltein stood firm amid the quaking earth, grinning ear to ear.
A perfect overture to the battle.
Havel, eyeing the sword, drew his own.
If an overture was wanted...
He'd oblige.
Dawn light began to infuse Havel's blade.
"Dawn has broken—how dare you blot out the sky."
Without hesitation, Havel thrust his sword skyward.
Dawn light surged toward the heavens.
Beneath the plummeting colossal Meteor Sword.
The moment the dawn light touched it—
Crack!
It vanished as if shattered by the Meteor Sword.
The Meteor Sword continued its unhindered descent.
Lebltein's eyes filled with disappointment as he watched.
Creak!
A crack spiderwebbed across the Meteor Sword's tip, as if it could split the world.
Precisely where the dawn light had struck moments before.
Lebltein's eyes slowly widened.
For a split second, he thought he'd misheard.
But anticipation swelled in his gaze.
Creak!
Another clear crack resounded.
The moment he realized it wasn't a mistake—
Boom!
A chunk of the Meteor Sword plummeted from the sky, slamming into the ground.
Dirt and debris erupted, testifying to its mass.
Cracks spread across the entire Meteor Sword overhead.
Soon, from its tip—
Thud!
Dawn light burst forth, piercing straight to the heavens.
The Meteor Sword was done.
Kaboom!
Shattered fragments rained from the sky.
Like meteors crashing down.
Each impact devastated the surroundings.
Yet the dawn light that pierced it reached the sky, blooming into radiant brilliance overhead.
"Ha."
Beneath the shining dawn and falling shards.
A gasp of admiration escaped Lebltein.
A brighter smile lit his face than ever before.
Even as his technique was thwarted, he was unmistakably thrilled.
He wasn't some madman.
Just a swordsman who revered the martial way.
Having surpassed so many walls, he now cherished them.
Thus, without hesitation, Lebltein thrust his sword forward.
The rotating Meteor Swords behind him shot ahead in unison.
Each one meticulously crafted like fine glass.
Bathed in the dawn light from above, they gleamed in myriad hues.
Glasis Style Meteor Sword
Meteor Sword World
Whoosh!
The flying Meteor Swords tore through the air toward Havel.
So dense they warped the space around them.
Of course.
This was the compressed essence of the previous Meteor Sword, refined to its limit.
Meaning...
Far more bizarre than before.
Dozens of such Meteor Swords hurtled toward Havel.
And they didn't fly in straight lines.
Mid-flight, they vanished into different spatial folds.
Clang!
Reappearing right before Havel.
The clash of his swung sword rang out thunderously.
The shockwave alone reduced the surroundings to rubble.
Havel felt the Meteor Sword's immense weight.
Worthy of the title humanity's strongest, indeed.
At this level, no one could stand against him.
Clang!
Another parried Meteor Sword shattered the area with its aftershock.
Yet Havel deflected them all.
Glasis shuddered briefly.
His glass-like eyes, honed solely for victory, flashed.
In that instant, one Meteor Sword slammed into the ground instead of Havel.
Kaboom!
The earth shattered like an earthquake.
The ground vanished in an instant, launching Havel airborne.
How deep had it cratered?
Havel began plummeting downward.
Meteor Swords relentlessly pursued his airborne form.
Clang, clang, clang!
The fierce exchanges devastated the air around them.
The problem was their growing numbers.
Endlessly multiplying to fill the space.
Glass-like Meteor Swords gleamed in Havel's dawn light.
Before he knew it, Havel felt trapped in a glassy realm.
Every direction reflected him endlessly.
Enough to make an ordinary person lose sense of self and position.
Infinite copies of Havel, all fending off incoming Meteor Swords.
The glassy space began contracting.
The Meteor Swords tightening around him.
Ultra-high density.
Space twisted as they constricted.
By the time they fully enveloped Havel...
All sound fell silent.
The safe zone was unrecognizable, utterly ravaged.
Lebltein stood motionless, sword hilt thrust forward.
Only Meteor Swords remained where Havel had been.
'Not even a trace left.'
Regret slowly crept into his eyes.
Soon, his face returned to its usual blank mask.
As if all emotion had drained away.
With a resigned murmur:
"So that's all there is to it."
He'd hoped for more.
Disappointment settled as Havel fell short.
He turned to leave.
Time to report back to Glasis.
And settle things with the Banpellyons.
The ancestral grudge needed ending.
Crack—
Then it came.
Like the sky sword shattering earlier.
A cracking sound echoed somewhere.
Lebltein whipped around, a "No way..." escaping him.
Crack!
Another fracture resounded, as if answering his hope.
As Lebltein's eyes widened—
Kaboom!
An explosion hurled glass shards everywhere.
Shattered Meteor Sword fragments scattered on the wind.
At the center stood Havel.
Not for nothing did he claim humanity's strongest.
It had pierced Havel's diamond-hard body, leaving gashes.
But that was it.
The Immortal's flesh regenerated in seconds.
"Can't even finish off your target, huh? Just a half-baked hack."
Not that the situation allowed for a finisher anyway.
Havel emerged unscathed, shambling forward.
Lebltein stared blankly, his expression shifting rapidly.
"...Beyond expectations."
It wasn't over.
Enough to reignite Lebltein's fire.
But Havel just snorted at the words.
"That's my line."
Stealing his quip like that.
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