The Swordsman Genius Returnee Even Swallows Immortality - The Swordsman Genius Returnee Even Swallows Immortality chapter 75

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As mentioned before.

The raven tribe on the 73rd floor was divided into five tribes after the death of the tribal chief long ago, as his children each claimed to be the tribal chief.

‘One is the youngest and the smallest tribe, Tendare.’

Tendare, the youngest son of the raven tribe.

Baldoran’s tribe is the smallest in size and has the fewest members, but their warriors are quite excellent.

‘Fourth is Alante.’

Alante, slightly larger than Tendare.

However, their situation was not good either.

Since they were small, they were always in danger of being invaded and annihilated.

The youngest and the fourth could not have much.

‘Then who is the strongest tribe on this floating island right now?’

Currently, the two tribes fighting most fiercely over the floating island are.

The rustic first, Badkemun.

The second, Lonnir, with quick pharmacists.

These two tribes are truly sworn enemies.

Due to their positions as first and second, they are the closest to the tribal chief and have a fierce relationship.

Because of that, they were desperate to devour each other.

The two were currently the fiercest rivals there.

In fact, their rivalry was a blessing to the fourth and youngest tribes.

Of course, the two exhausted each other in the war and didn’t meddle elsewhere.

‘But that won’t last forever.’

Eventually, the war would end, and their attention would turn to the other sibling tribes.

To the tribe that combined the two most formidable forces.

‘And the last of them.’

The neutral third, Gardan.

Although its size was slightly smaller than the first and second,

Gardan was by no means a small tribe.

However, they had consistently shown no interest in the unification war.

Rather, they often urged their sibling tribes to reconcile.

But that didn’t mean they could let their guard down.

“Gardan is waiting for the first, Badkemon, and the second, Ronnir, to exhaust themselves.”

To Tendarr, the youngest, it seemed like Gardan was merely bidding its time.

Surely, the moment the two weakened, it would sink its teeth in.

An opportunity to swallow them both without expending its own energy.

“However, there’s a card that could end this war in an instant.”

Valdoran mentioned a trump card and took out a map.

At the center of the map depicting the entire floating island,

a sword was drawn.

“That is the choice of the Night God.”

The legacy of the Night God was revenged by all the Raven tribes.

The Sword of the Stars.

The sword stood tall at the heart of the island.

A legend passed down through generations.

It was said that when the Night Lion appeared, the one who drew the Sword of the Stars,

The sibling chosen by the Lion would unify and rule all the Raven tribes.

Religious legends held immense power in primitive tribal societies.

“What if I draw it?”

When Havel asked, Valdoran smiled.

“Tendarr, chosen by the Night Lion, will have the greatest claim to unify the tribes.”

In a war, legitimacy was the key to victory.

If Tendarr, chosen by the Night Lion, went to war, the tribal leaders wouldn’t know what to do.

The tribesmen who believed in the Night God wouldn’t be able to fight back.

“Of course, that’s only if you can draw the sword.”

Still, Valdoran wanted to have faith in Havel.

He wished that Havel would draw the Sword of the Stars with his overwhelming power.

“That’s easy.”

After gaining legitimacy, all he had to do was beat up the tribal leaders, and unification would be a piece of cake.

Havel, of course, advanced to the next floor.

He would receive the grace of the unified Tendarr tribe on the next floor.

This was a situation where there were only benefits.

“That’s right. From today on, your tribe will embroider a distinctive design on your clothes.”

Havel shook his arms as if to loosen them and stood up from his seat.

“A design?”

Baldoran tilted his head.

It was an unexpected question.

“Yes, I can’t tell you apart. What will happen if I can’t distinguish you from other races when there’s a war?”

To Havel, Tendarr, Alante, and Badkemen were all crows.

Surely, he would slaughter them indiscriminately without distinguishing between friend and foe.

Baldoran’s face turned pale.

“I’ll give the order quickly.”

Anyway, Havel, who had heard the whole story, got up from his seat.

“Then, first of all, I’ll have to pull out that sword.”

In fact, the most important thing in a war is just cause.

No matter how hard you push with force, if you don’t have a just cause, there will be internal strife.

Havel had seen such things countless times in war.

‘The things that happen here will be passed down to future generations.’

When the deeds of the ancestors are evaluated by future generations, a just cause is always included.

The more just the cause, the more the deeds are illuminated.

“Of course, no one has ever pulled out the Sword of the Star until now.”

A sword that can only be pulled out if chosen by the God of the Night.

Many great tribal leaders have tried to pull out the sword.

But no one had ever pulled it out until now.

So when Baldoran spoke with concern, Havel scratched his head.

“If it doesn’t work, can’t we just dig up the ground where the sword is buried?”

“Uh, well, i-is that okay?”

Baldoran was taken aback by the unexpected statement.

Then, Erasia, who was interpreting next to him, let out a short sigh.

“Lord Havel, even if you’re thinking about the future, shouldn’t you avoid ruining Baldoran’s common sense too much?”

“If you live with your mind completely blocked, your head will become stiff. Rather, it’s a good experience.”

However, Havel was shameless.

Can this even be called an experience?

Erasia quietly stopped talking in front of Havel’s shamelessness.

She had experienced Havel quite a bit.

Havel, who had become like that, could not be dissuaded.

He was a man who always did things far removed from common sense without any hesitation.

“Then I’ll be going. Ah, out of your tribesmen, let a decent one stick with that guy. You can stick with him himself if you want.”

Havel pointed to Pyord.

Unlike before, Pyo-dod’s eyes were different from before.

It seemed that he had been properly stimulated after seeing the visualization that Havel had shown him.

‘It’s not a bad result.’

He’s a good kid, even if I don’t know anything else.

He’ll grow up well on his own if I just fill him with experience.

So Havel left Pyo-dod, Barop, and even Owen behind.

As soon as he headed out of town, someone followed him.

“Havel-nim, I’ll go with you!”

It was none other than Elassiya.

“What are you following me for?”

Havel asked Elassiya with a puzzled look.

He would, since Elassiya wouldn’t be of much help this time.

Then Elassiya looked at him and spoke honestly.

“Well, I’ve been captured by the tribesmen all this time. If I stay there, I’ll get PTSD….”

She just seemed scared.

Of course, in her position, it was a matter of life and death.

Just looking at the tribesmen would make her feel like she was going to foam at the mouth.

“Did you see the map of the center earlier?”

“Yes, I memorized it!”

Elassiya’s face lit up.

“Then guide me with light magic.”

It would be easier if Elassiya used her light magic.

Havel said so and lowered his posture.

Elassiya, who noticed the meaning of his posture, flinched.

“…Are we going to move like that again?”

That was because it meant he was going to carry her like that time.

Elassiya’s eyes became slightly frightened.

Havel raised his body with an indifferent expression.

“Then I’ll carry you on my side.”

“I really like being carried!”

“That makes me feel bad.”

Elassiya quickly used magic and ran towards him.

It seemed that the arrogant magician was nowhere to be found anymore.

* * *

After using Elassiya’s light magic to find the way.

Havel carried Elassiya on his back and continued through the forest.

It was a forest so vast that humans looked like ants.

But to Havel, it was just a walk in the park.

“Euaah.”

Only Elassiya’s screams could be heard from time to time.

After a while of running through the rapidly changing scenery,

The spreading beam of light stopped abruptly in one place.

Following the beam of light, Havel, who had stopped, looked around.

What he saw were ruins that had collapsed here and there.

“Ah, ah, Sir Havel, over there!”

Just then, Ellasia, who had regained her senses, pointed somewhere.

There were crow statues made of white rock.

Numerous statues, each holding different objects,

were erected in a circle as if guarding something.

In the center of such statues, a sword was suddenly embedded.

“I think that’s the Star Sword given by the God of Night.”

“Yeah, there’s no story about that sword in the upper-level.”

Currently, the 7th Order has been conquered up to the 76th floor.

However, the Star Sword was not described in the 73rd floor strategy.

So, there was virtually no one who knew about the Star Sword.

To be exact, there was no reason to come to this central area.

Most of the crow tribes live far from the center of the island.

Havel stared blankly at the sword.

The sword that was said to have come down from the sky with a legend one day.

The blade of the Sword of Night was as black as if it contained all the darkness in the world.

But that was all.

“It’s just a sword.”

Havel didn’t feel anything special either.

Havel stepped forward and approached the sword.

The sword was so huge that the crow tribesmen might not be able to use it.

“Ah, are you going to pull it out?”

Then, Ellasia quickly moved away.

She didn’t want to get involved for no reason.

Meanwhile, Havel activated his gigantism.

Havel, who had grown as big as the sword in an instant, grabbed the grip of the sword roughly.

He was going to pull it once for now.

That was the moment.

“Huh?”

Suddenly, Havel felt his bad luck being sucked out.

And the sucked-out feeling started from none other than the sword.

Havel, who unconsciously let go of his hand, clenched and unclenched his hand.

Then, he soon began to laugh slowly.

“I was wondering why I couldn’t pull it out.”

Dawn began to appear in Havel’s hand, who muttered to himself.

It was mixed with bad luck.

Then, with the dawn, Habell grabbed the Sword of Stars.

“Such a mess.”

At that moment, the light of dawn shone over the area.

In the meantime, Elasia, who started, quickly retreated further.

Habell’s aura began to pour toward the Sword of Stars.

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Despite the enormous amount of malice, the Sword of Stars devoured it all.

Then, on the black blade of the Sword of Stars,

Stars began to appear one by one.

Each star, emitting a different light, was embroidered like the Milky Way.

The stars slowly descended along the blade.

And then, the moment they reached the tip of the blade,

Kukung!

The ground where the Sword of Stars was stuck began to shake.

At the same time, a beam of light shot up between the ground and reached the sky.

Within the beam of light, Habell continued to pour malice into the Sword of Stars.

Finally, when the beam of light subsided,

Habell pulled out the Sword of Stars with a thud.

Before, the blade was filled with only darkness.

But now, it has been transformed into a beautiful blade adorned with the Milky Way.

“Wow.”

Elasia, who had been watching the scene from Afar, exclaimed in admiration without realizing it.

Havell looked at the Sword of Stars with a blank expression.

The moment he pulled out the Sword of Stars, a familiar message appeared.

[The ‘Devourer’ watches you through the cracks.]

Habell’s eyes flashed eagerly.

Following the whisperer, the poison of God, and the duality of God,

A fourth new bastard had appeared.

‘Do these bastards have a way to look at this side whenever there’s an opportunity?’

If they can see this side, there might be a way for this side to see them too.

But unfortunately, Habell couldn’t find anything even after looking around.

He just felt a strange gaze.

“Elasia, don’t look this way.”

“Uh, yes, sir!”

Habell detonated the dawn in an instant while holding the Sword of Stars.

Then, a flash exploded like a burst of light.

He intended to blow away the prying eyes.

[The ‘Devourer’ starts and falls over.]

And it seemed to have worked quite successfully.

As the flash disappeared, Habell snorted.

He didn’t like being watched, whoever the bastard was.

“Habel-nim!”

That moment, Elacia was shouted.

“I know.”

Before she even shouted at him, Habel, who had been feeling the presence with his senses, turned his head.

Far beyond, pitch black crows were gathering.

They must have all gathered together, following the light that was seen from the Star Sword.

Watching them, Habel gripped the Star Sword.

“Well then, let’s entertain these moths.”

I have to let them know what happens when they’re drawn to light.