novelzi Chapter 106: When The Blind God Opens His Eyes
Chapter 106: When The Blind God Opens His Eyes
Chapter 106: When The Blind God Opens His Eyes
“You dead already?”
I shook Lin Xiao Ming’s limp body, and her mouth gaped and closed, like a carp thrown to the ground.
“...I’m smitten.”
“The fuck? Speak in Korean!”
Smash!
I slapped her with my other hand. Blood spurted as she coughed out chipped teeth.
“Where is the rest of your gang?”
As if I could be satisfied with just her. How dare they kill Xu Zhu! She could’ve become my subject! All of them deserve to die!
Sssss—
Suddenly, bloodlust radiated from the sword that she refused to let go.
She still has some power left? Come at me. Wallow in despair upon knowing there’s nothing else you can do—and perish!
Slash! Roll!
In the next moment, she severed her left arm and blood gushed out. Then, she rolled on the ground, trying to add some distance between us. I could only scoff at her ridiculousness.
“You, what are you doing?”
As I looked down at her, I wiped the blood splattered on my face. It wasn’t mine, but hers.
“Heh. Mimicking a lizard?”
“Haha, even to women, you sure don’t hold back... Was that cowardice, earlier...?” Lin Xiao Ming used her sword as a crutch to pull herself up. “You’re already so strong, unarmed... I wonder, how strong are you... with a sword? Just imagining it... aah... I’ve never seen a man like you... I’m getting wet...”
Even though she was on the verge of dying, she was grinning from ear to ear. It made me sick.
“Huh? Crazy bitch.”
I shouldn’t entertain her any longer, it’d only sully my reputation as a god. Yeah, let’s just kill her. I could just look for the others from the Three Martial Association later. I had Sword Demon, anyway. I could just instruct him to do it.
Shudder!
Seemingly having sensed the shift in my attitude, Lin Xiao Ming’s arm trembled. “A-are you going to kill me? A-Asura Spiritwalker Sword! Repay me for all the sacrifices I’ve given you before!”
As if responding to Lin Xiao Ming, her blood sword pulsated with ferocious energy.
Baaam!
“Ho?”
Apparently, it wasn’t a normal sword.
Although slightly turbid, the aura emanating from it was clearly of divine origin. The power was extremely familiar to me—it must’ve belonged to a vicious malevolent god!
My eyes appraised it.
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[Asura Spiritwalker Sword]
A sword made of the bones of a god. Around for 666 years.
Special note: Holds the power of the King of Asura Versatility, growing stronger as it feeds on more sacrifices.
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Krrr!
Then, I saw something within the blood sword. A monster with three heads and six arms growled fiercely.
“That sword definitely isn’t for you.”
That sword had insatiable greed and bloodlust, reflecting the nature of a malevolent god.
“Convicting Middle Finger of God.”
Baaaam!
The black flame, once the size of a candlelight, expanded until it rivaled the size of a sun. Lin Xiao Ming was staring at me with contempt. Soon, the flames charred her bloody face.
“Hand that divine artifact to me. It’s more fitting, since I’m a malevolent god.”
“Oh no! I’m sooo scared! If I give this sword to you, will you spare my life?”
“Why should I?”
“Kyahaha! This has to be a dream!” Madness overflowed in Lin Xiao Ming’s eyes as she raised her only good arm into the air. “Divine power, Asura Heavenly Dance.” Her bloody lips curled up as she whispered in anger. “Now, come. Ruin me and take my life away~”
“Fuck.”
I’m so fed up with this crazy bitch!
Like a starving hound thirsty for blood, I unleashed a massive hellfire onto Lin Xiao Ming.
Sizzle—
But in the next second, the black flames were snuffed out like a candle. A wave of dizziness assailed me.
At the Holy Nation of Gayami, in Antrinia...
Krrrr! Swoosh!
Out of nowhere, dark clouds gathered in the clear blue sky, leading to a massive downpour. Anty, who was treating the people at the time, rushed outside.
“Lord Yu Il-Shin?”
Her blue eyes gazed forlornly at the gloomy sky. She knew immediately that those weren’t rain, but the tears of her god.
“Kya! Kyakya!”
Seemingly sensing the change in their master’s heart, Lilith and the angel soldiers flew toward the sky in panic.
Anty clasped her hands together, kneeling on the soaked ground. “Lord Yu Il-Shin... please... don’t be sad. You’ll break my heart at this rate! Hu, huwaaaa!”
-Kyak! Kyak!
Akdol rejoiced at the sudden downpour, playing around in the mud. But then, he saw Anty bawling her eyes out.
-Kng kng?
Like a Dog, Akdol gently licked Anty’s tears, growing restless because of her grief.
“O’ Almighty God...”
“Our God Yu Il-Shin...”
“May the mercy and grace you have bestowed us be with you as well.”
Amidst the pouring rain, the people of the Gayami nation came out onto the streets. They were those who’d been saved by God Yu Il-Shin. Then, they began to pray.
At the Thirty-Ninth Floor of the Tower of Warriors: Trial of Valor, heavy rain poured down on the dismembered Chimera.
“Argh.”
Plop!
Il-Ho never yielded. Not even when he fought the three apostles of the empire, or the Chimera. Yet, as he experienced anguish while connected to his god, Il-Ho sank helplessly into the ground.
“O’ great and merciful God Yu Il-Shin! If you require strength, I will give you every sinew of my muscle and every drop of my blood!” Instead of tears, blood trickled from the wounds all over his body. “So please! Cease those tears, God Yu Il-Shin!”
Thus, all of Yu Il-Shin’s followers in God-Maker prayed fervently to him, conveying their faith. Faith translated to Divine Power.
[You have gained 1,000 Faith.]
[You have gained 2,011 Faith.]
[You have gained 1,001 Faith.]
[You have gained 666 Faith.]
...
Endless stream of messages arrived from God-Maker, informing Yu Il-Shin of the Faith he’d gained from his followers.
Then, a change occurred to him.
***
“Mr. Sword God! Please eat!” Sword Demon cried out in despair, banging his head against the rooftop.
However, Yu Il-Shin, who sat precariously on the ledge, didn’t even spare him a glance. His eyes were closed, as if he’d lost his mind.
"You haven’t eaten anything for two days! You’ll get sick if you keep this up!"
Ssss—
Yu Il-Shin raised his index finger, as if telling Sword Demon to be quiet.
“Keugh.” Sword Demon could only stare at Yu Il-Shin and obey.
“Teacher...”
Meanwhile, Sung Mi-Ri choked as she gazed at her teacher sympathetically.
Two days ago, Lilith and the angel soldiers brought back the fainted Yu Il-Shin and Xu Zhu’s lifeless body. Sung Mi-Ri’s heart sank when she saw them.
Fortunately, Yu Il-Shin was unharmed and woke up half a day later. However, Xu Zhu’s death left him devastated. He stood there staring at her corpse, neither drinking nor eating anything.
Despite understanding how he felt, the living had to move on.
If this keeps up, he’ll only get sick! No, I must force him...!
Sung Mi-Ri decided to approach Yu Il-Shin. But then, Sung Mi-Na, who was next to her, held her back.
“N-no! Don’t go!”
“Unni?”
Sung Mi-Na stared tearfully at Yu Il-Shin. “H-he is... too scary, now...”
Scary? How can that be?!
Her kind-hearted mentor was inconsolable because of his student’s death!
Suddenly, Yu Il-Shin’s eyes flung open.
“Found you.” His voice was cold as frost.