Transcendence Due To A System Error

< Chapter 76: Rage (2) >

Clang!

Sadly, my dagger failed to cut off Ghost Spirit’s neck.

The sword spirit blocked my attack by swiftly moving two swords after regaining consciousness.

It seems things won’t go as smoothly as hoped.

The sword spirit, blood oozing from the cut arm’s cross-section, glares at me with a ferocious expression.

“…You. Where did you come from?”

The sword spirit’s pupils are trembling slightly. Ghost Spirit standing beside it looks the same.

They look as if they have seen a ghost.

Naturally so.

Currently, my presence won’t be detected by the sword spirit’s ‘Survival of the Strongest’ or the Ghost Spirit’s ‘Ghost Eyes.’

That’s why I was able to cut off his arm with the first surprise attack.

The reason I’m undetected by their traits is simple.

The sword spirit and Ghost Spirit’s traits are sensory abilities based on the ‘System.’

The standard by which the sword spirit’s Survival of the Strongest judges the strong is ability points.

The Ghost Spirit’s Ghost Eyes, which judge something as a living creature, also detect ability points.

Of course, I have no intention of answering them directly.

Without responding, I glanced down to check Jia’s wounds, as she lay battered and gasping for breath.

The injuries are severe.

Looking at those wounds, I felt something boiling inside me.

Rage.

The anger at myself for being careless, knowing that Jia would be a target,

and the fury towards the two villains who had reduced Jia to this state.

Scream!

I gripped the ‘Promosium Dagger’ once again.

Then I slammed it into the ground.

The scenery quickly changes.

“Brother!”

“Argh!”

The first unique characteristic of the Promosium Dagger: ‘Physical Acceleration’

A buff-type trait that, as the name suggests, enhances agility.

Clang! Ching!

With the full integration of the Predator’s Killing Intent reaching D-rank agility, the inherent performance of the ‘Promosium Dagger,’

and the added boost from ‘Physical Acceleration,’

My agility must have reached the threshold of A-rank.

“You, little bastard!”

The opponent couldn’t properly respond to my fast speed.

The fact that he’s only focusing on defense, even though he possesses the versatile trait of freely wielding eight floating swords, is proof of that.

Clang! Clash!

The sound of metal rang out from all directions.

Of course, the sword spirit is a villain with enough combat power to overwhelm Jia 1:1.

His physical abilities are close to S-rank, a combat power near that of a leader among villains.

His agility is in the upper ranks of A.

In other words, he far surpasses me.

“This fly-like little bastard!”

Despite that, the reason he can’t properly react to my movement is due to two factors.

“What are you if you can’t catch even a fly? An amoeba?”

First.

The difference in traits.

Even within the same A-rank, combat power can vary widely depending on the trait.

And I possess race traits that can’t be compared to regular traits, and the trait of ‘Master of Weapons.’

Even if my abilities fall short a bit, I can fight on equal terms.

“Why… detection! Ugh!”

Crash!

And the second reason.

The sensory abilities of the sword spirit and Ghost Spirit do not work on me.

It’s like a swordsman who fought relying on his sight losing that vision.

The sword spirit’s ‘Winning Sword’ is a trait that cannot be realized without the sensory ability of ‘Survival of the Strongest.’

After all, freely wielding eight swords is not an easy task.

Losing one arm must be one of the reasons.

“Brother! Aaah!”

The ghost spirit is not a villain specialized in combat from the beginning. I can ignore it for now.

I continued my lightning-fast offensive.

As I followed the path of the wind, slashing my sword erratically, the eight swords tangled together like magnets.

“This kid, how…!”

The eight simple swords, tainted by impatience, were all discerned by the path of the wind.

One sword to block the eight.

A single merger.

It was clear who would tire first.

Whoosh!

“Ugh!”

Before I knew it, the sword spirit’s body was filled with large and small injuries.

It all happened within exactly 10 seconds.

If I press on just a little more like this, cutting off the sword spirit’s neck wouldn’t be a difficult task.

But I don’t have time for that.

50 seconds.

The time that has passed since I held this ‘Promethium Dagger.’

I had no choice but to carry the ‘Promethium Dagger’ in advance to find Jia and for quick movement.

Because 30 seconds had elapsed during the movement.

In 10 seconds, I must let go of this dagger.

And when I thought about it calmly, it seemed impossible to finish off the sword spirit within 10 seconds.

…I have no choice.

I stopped the attack for now and took my position in front of Jia.

It seems I have no choice but to use that move as planned.

“…Sigh.”

Feeling a cold anger,

I sensed my mind cooling down even more.

* * *

Chyak!

He dodged by giving away the two black blades.

Crack!

And he deflected one of the remaining two swords with his dagger, then…

He struck the last sword hard.

Kwaang!

With a fierce collision sound, the last sword was driven deep into the ground.

But it was not without a price.

Perhaps because he had forcefully struck the last sword, Kang Seo-yul’s dagger was now flying through the air.

And that dagger landed precisely in front of the sword spirit’s foot.

Blocking an attack and losing his own weapon, anyone who saw it might think it a foolish act.

‘Idiot!’

Indeed, the sword spirit thought the same.

But Kang Seo-yul smiled.

Fizzle-

From his right hand, the hand that had been holding the ‘Promosium Dagger,’ sparks were still flying.

[Error! Error!]

Seeing the familiar error message, he shouted in triumph.

‘Just 1 minute!’

Everything was going according to plan.

* * *

I looked at the “Eigia Sword” trembling as it was deeply stuck in the floor, and roughly took off the ‘Extreme of Weapons’ hanging around my neck, then threw it.

And then I picked up that sword.

“Idiot! That sword is a bound item! The weapon that you can wield is…”

“I know.”

The sword spirit’s main weapon.

Levitation Sword.

Its effect is to divide into ‘Eight Swords.’

Moreover, like the flames of an inscription, it is a ‘bound item’ that binds to the user upon acquisition.

And finally…

“The feature. Only the one who owns the Eigia Sword can wear it. I know it all.”

It was also an item with feature restrictions.

I drew the Levitation Sword.

The way it perfectly fits in the hand is exceptional.

At that moment, the seven swords flying in the air disappeared with a swish.

“…You!”

The spirit’s eyes widened in shock.

“The magic radiation earlier was to identify the main body of this sword.”

Collaboration between the flames of the inscription and the flames of the spirit.

By faintly scattering the spirit’s flames that burn magic, I gave a slight stimulus to the Levitation Sword’s avatars.

A moment ago, the reason I kept my distance and stood still for 5 seconds was to prepare for this wide radiation.

As a result, the avatars slightly distorted, and I didn’t miss that instant.

The next was simple.

I squeezed out my last strength to dodge his sword, accurately hit the main body, and immediately pinned it to the ground so it couldn’t move.

“Thank you. I’ll make good use of this.”

I swung the Levitation Sword around, curling my lips into a smirk.

“You, bastard! What on earth have you done?”

“What have I done?”

Stat limit.

Race limit.

Feature limit.

I possess the ‘power’ to ignore these things.

The power to completely disregard the laws of the system.

And a ‘bound item upon wearing’ is just one of the rules of the system.

Of course, I have no intention of revealing my secret to them.

“Good deed.”

I am the only heretic in the world who can ignore that law.

Trusting in the binding limit and throwing items at someone like me is no different from asking me to use them well, right?

So I decided to use them well.

“Let’s wrap this up.”

I poured as much of the remaining energy as possible into the Levitation Sword.

“Swords of Eight.”

Ziiiing!

The sword became two.

Four.

And finally, eight in total.

Holding the main body, I sent the seven swords into the sky.

“How could you control the Egis Sword too!”

The Sword Spirit seemed confused, yelling and pointing at me. The Ghost Spirit watching from the side was no different.

“You know what dragon’s reverse scale is?”

I said, not caring whether they were stunned or not.

“If you mess with it, you’ll surely be killed. That’s what it means.”

My eyes shone coldly.

“You touched my reverse scale.”

The tips of the seven swords pointed at the Ghost Spirit and Sword Spirit.

Sword Spirit doesn’t carry secondary weapons.

Because he had complete faith in the Levitation Sword and the Egis Sword.

“You both die.”

I shot the swords.

Egis Sword.

It was my first time using this feature, but the way to use it naturally came to mind.

“Damn it!”

The Sword Spirit roared, rolling on the floor.

What a fine dodge, especially for someone without weapons.

“Aaargh!”

The Ghost Spirit, lacking in combat skills, writhed on the ground with swords stuck in both legs.

It seemed to lose consciousness from an unfamiliar pain.

The eerie energy around began to fade.

The confusion spell must have been released.

“How long can you endure?”

I pulled out the swords from the Ghost Spirit’s legs and aimed at the Sword Spirit, whose forehead was dripping with cold sweat.

“Stop! Stop! Stooop!”

He must have never expected to be overpowered by the Egis Sword.

I chuckled at his ridiculous display.

Absurdity.

It was a comical struggle.

“Now that it’s come to this!”

I felt a desperate will in the eyes of the Sword Spirit. Eyes ready to face death.

He narrowly dodged the sword, rolling on the ground.

“I’ll kill you for sure!”

He moved to pick up the ‘Promosium Dagger’ stuck in the ground.

Without a weapon, it was the natural thing to do.

“Idiot.”

Even that was part of my plan.

Did he think I threw the Promosium Dagger in his direction for no reason?

Thump-

The moment the Sword Spirit grabbed the Promosium Dagger.

Crackle!

“Aaaargh!”

Fierce sparks flew.

Even from a distance, it looked like an unpleasant tremor.

Rejection phenomenon.

The ‘backlash’ that occurs when an unqualified person touches an ancient relic.

“Shocking, isn’t it?”

In severe cases, it can instantly turn into ash.

Fortunately, the rejection phenomenon of the Promosium Dagger did not seem to go that far.

It seemed to end with just a slightly powerful electric current.

“Ugh, aaaah… ahk.”

Thump-

The Sword Spirit sprawled on the ground, eyes rolled back in white.

“Didn’t you know you shouldn’t carelessly pick up a weapon that has fallen on the ground? What were you going to do if it was a bound item?”

I looked at the Sword Spirit trembling all over, ridiculing him.

“You, st-stinking… What can I do…”

Perhaps his tongue was paralyzed; he couldn’t even pronounce it properly.

“Ha.”

He must have wanted to say something like ‘Is that all you have to say?’

I moved the two Levitation Swords back and forth, twisting my lips into a smirk.

“This guy is funny.”

Two swords shot up behind my back.

As the two swords each found their direction, the Sword Spirit’s face turned pale.

“Uh… uh-uh…!”

“Is that what you wanted to say?”

Finally, they were precisely fixed as if stuck in thin air.

“You think you and I are the same? You fool?”

A chilly light shone from my eyes.

And the next moment.

“Thud!”

“Aaargh!”

The two black swords were piercing through the necks of the Sword Spirit and the Ghost Spirit.

“Just go and die.”

My anger rippled coldly.