Survival Story of a Sword King in a Fantasy World

The Devil’s Blessing (1)

Avoiding people’s gaze, Zhang Luxin swiftly reached the south gate of the Dungeon City of Highten.

All he had to do was cross the wall in order to escape from the city.

However, there were already a group of Hunters waiting at the foot of the wall.

Zhang Luxin clicked his tongue.

‘How did they know I would come this way?’

Only a few Hunters waited at the city’s four entrances.

They hoped that they would be lucky to catch the Alien.

The Hunters swiftly spotted him and frowned.

“Ah?”

“That guy…”

One of them quickly opened a wanted flyer where Zhang Luxin’s face was drawn finely.

It definitely couldn’t be labeled as a clumsy sketch.

It was as good as the photographs from the modern Earth.

The Mage used the memory of the Hunters who fought against the Alien to reconstruct his face.

In Latna, where magic existed, people could easily reproduce the description of others on paper.

The Hunter burst into delight after double-checking if they had the right person.

“It’s the Alien!”

“Tsk, even if I take off my hood, the result is still the same.”

Clicking his tongue, Zhang Luxin narrowed his eyes.

He swiftly checked the levels of the incoming Hunters and the weapons they were wielding with the Guidelines.

There were about a dozen people, but four stood out among them.

[Race: Human. Mage Lv. 39]

[Race: Human. Warrior Lv. 37]

[Race: Human. Spiritist Lv. 35]

[Race: Human. Magic Swordsman Lv. 40]

Among the group, they were relatively higher in terms of level and were armed with powerful Magic Tools and Artifacts.

‘They’re around the same level as the hammer guy.’

Zhang Luxin laughed maniacally.

At his level, he had the confidence to deal with the Hunters.

The darkness whispered, telling him that he was stronger than them, and he truly did feel that way.

The Hunters surrounded him.

The sharp spear of the Warrior was thrust against him multiple times from different angles.

The Mage’s staff and the Spiritist’s sigil followed through.

The Magic Swordsmen, who unfolded their magic swordsmanship, gleamed with greed.

A Level 40 Magic Swordsman, a man in his 30s wearing light armor, shouted at him.

“Kneel down, demon of another world! If you resist, we will tear your limbs apart!”

Zhang Luxin’s eyes lit up as he felt the opponent’s gaze looking at the game he had won.

Faint laughter leaked out of his mouth.

“It’s funny, these weak people…”

Fishes learned how to swim without the need for a teacher.

His way of dealing with the darkness naturally began to erode his mind.

As he pulled out his scimitar, Zhang Luxin exuded his strength.

“Taaaaaah!”

The Hunters were a bit nervous seeing their opponent, whose body was stained with darkness.

“What’s that?”

“Does he have magic tools?”

But they didn’t feel the need to be cautious.

“It looks pretty good, but…”

“He’s a level 21 Swordsman, right?”

The power of Magic Tools that could be used at that level was also limited.

“I didn’t expect you to surrender easily, Alien!”

The four Senior Hunters took the lead, starting the attack against him.

The Spiritist went first, unfolding a barrier that blocked his retreat.

“Kybriel, give me the veil of the night with your grace!”

Then, the Mage chanted a spell aimed at him.

“Arrow that burns the sky! Fire Bolt!”

A flame arrow broke through the air.

Due to the slow speed of the spell, Zhang Luxin sidestepped to avoid being hit by it.

At that moment, the Warrior and the Magic Swordsman joined the fray.

“We won’t kill you!”

“But it doesn’t matter if we cut off one of your legs!”

The Magic Swordsman thrust his sword forward, lightning enveloping its blade.

-Magic Sword: Raol’s Lightning Strike!

It was a fairly powerful attack.

On the other side, the Warrior also let out a powerful sword attack combined with heavy force.

Zhang Luxin moved.

“Huh!”

With a short snort, he jumped towards the giant Warrior and simultaneously activated a skill!

-Horizontal Cut!

A blow smashed the sword of a Level 37 Warrior and tore his armor.

The Warrior bounced back, leaking blood, and screamed.

“Kaaargh!”

Without interval, Zhang Luxin turned around, his scimitar still in his hand.

He activated another skill once more towards the lightning sword behind his back!

-Diagonal Slash!

The lightning split in two, and his skill dug deep into the shoulders of the Magic Swordsman.

It all happened in one breath, almost instantly.

The Mage and Spiritist entered a state of confusion.

“What?”

“He beat Mr. Chris in a single blow?”

The duo tried to conjure additional magic spells and spiritual arts to save their companions.

But Zhang Luxin was faster.

-Wind Rush!

Wind Rush combined with the darkness around him brought the skill out of the level of ordinary swordsmanship.

The skill produced wind and lightning, unlike before.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

A black tornado hit the Spiritist.

Black lightning slithered through the ground like a snake and electrocuted the Mage.

“Kaaargh!”

“Ahhhh!”

The other Hunters were puzzled.

The top four Hunters fell all at once without even being able to do anything.

“Well, didn’t they say that he was level 21?”

“How did he suddenly become so strong?”

Did they measure his level the wrong in the guild house?

No, it couldn’t be.

The measurement stone never made a mistake.

And that Alien proved his level by using a measurement stone.

Based on the widespread preconceptions of the Latna Continent, the Hunters guessed what happened to Zhang Luxin.

“It’s a dirty trick by the Devil!”

“The Alien is using the power of the Devil!”

They weren’t completely wrong.

It was really the power of a Unique Item.

“Let’s attack together!”

“Even the Alien can’t beat our number!”

Dozens of Hunters began to attack all at once.

“Dumb bastards.”

While fixing the Scimitar, Jang Luxin looked at them solemnly.

“Do you think you can win by pushing me with numbers?”

He performed a steel and bloodlust dance with his scimitar, scattering sword light over the heads of the hunters.

Blood splattered and splashed across the ground.

“Cough!”

“Eaak!”

Again, three Hunters fell.

But they didn’t die.

It was thanks to Zhang Luxin’s inadvertent control of his strength.

‘I don’t need to kill…’

At the same time, questions arose.

‘But there’s really no need to spare their lives either.’

They were fighting to capture him for execution.

There was no reason for him to care about them.

It wasn’t like he didn’t have any experience with murder in the first place.

He had already killed several people.

‘Well, after all this time?’

A pitch-black blade blew a Hunter’s head off.

Srack!

Blood spurted, and the human head flew away from view.

He felt so happy.

‘Yes, the villains have to die.’

Zhang Luxin continued to swing his sword.

He could no longer hold on to his sanity.

‘Cut and stab.’

‘Tear their stretched flesh and crush their bones.’

He kept on ending their lives, causing blood and innards to scatter across the entire vicinity.

His overwhelming power and speed were tainted with brutality and cruelty.

The Hunters fearfully tried to step away from him.

“Damn it!”

“We’re going to die!”

“Retreat!”

Zhang Luxin raised his right hand.

“Who’s gonna let you go?”

The dense darkness deepened into reality.

Gigantic fists rushed towards the backs of the fleeing hunters.

“I won’t miss a single one!”

Darkness struck the Hunters.

Countless screams echoed in the dead of night.

“Ahhhhhh!”

“Ahhhh!”

It was like an orchestra chord.

“Hahahahaha…”

Zhang Luxin laughed cheerfully.

* * *

Unlike in the modern Earth, the night in Latna was quiet.

No cars were running with noise, and people tended to refrain from going out after the sun had gone down.

As such, the fuss caused by Zhang Luxin resonated far in the city of Highten.

Other Hunters continued to flock from all directions.

“It’s the Alien!”

“Catch him!”

They still thought of him as a level 21 Swordsman with a huge bounty on his head, considering they didn’t witness the bloodbath that had just transpired.

“B-but how did they get beaten up like that?”

Only after arriving at the scene did they panic at the sight of the scattered bodies, but it was too late by then.

The darkness of the Alien struck them down and squeezed their blood out.

“Ahhhhhh!”

Zhang Luxin was satisfied.

“This is great.”

Obviously, at first, he was going to deal with it in moderation and run away.

But now, he didn’t think of anything like that.

‘Why am I running away? I didn’t do anything wrong.’

He swung his scimitar.

His opponent was split in two.

The sweet scent of blood tickled the tip of his nose.

Easy. People died too easily.

It was fun. Even after murdering countless people, he had only ever felt pleasure.

Why? Even that question disappeared.

A strange sense of uplift made his heart feel warm.

“Hahaha!”

With a burst of mania, Zhang Luxin continued to wield the power of darkness.

The dense darkness became his sword and claws.

Whenever darkness passed by, humans vomited blood, and buildings collapsed.

People were squeezed lifeless like toothpaste.

The world crumbled like a cookie.

It was so fun.

He couldn’t believe there was such a fun game in the world!

“Hahahaha!”

Highten’s Hunters kept coming.

Like a moth attracted by the light of a lamp, they continued to charge at him for his bounty.

“Hahahaha!”

Zhang Luxin was delighted.

The play continued, and there were still many toys for him.

* * *

Artis’s eyes lit up upon arriving at the southern gate of the city.

“I found him. It’s that guy!”

The black-haired young man standing in front of the gate had the same face as the Hunters Guild’s wanted flyer.

No, just seeing that he was struggling against countless Hunters was enough evidence to know he was the Alien.

“I found him, but…”

Artis face hardened as he examined the situation.

Whenever the Alien sprayed darkness, terrible destruction followed. With a single blow, people were torn, roads were overturned, and buildings collapsed.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Effir also had a sickened look on her face.

“He looks more like a monster.”

It was an unimaginable assault, even for the two members of the Dragon Race.

They weren’t sure if they could even cause half of the destruction he had caused if they were to return to their actual bodies.

Ryu Han-bin frowned.

“They said he was Level 21. Did the Guild make any mistakes?”

They didn’t.

The Guidelines still appeared like this.

[Race: Human. Swordsman Lv. 21]

Just in case, he checked him out further.

Indeed, the source of the darkness that the young man wielded was recognized separately.

[Incomplete Omphalos’ Blessing (Unique Item)]

It wasn’t like a Magic Tool that triggered darkness, but it looked almost like darkness itself was turned into a Unique Item.

‘How’s that possible?’

There were doubts, but Han-bin pushed all of it away.

Their priority was to prevent the slaughter in front of them.

In the bloodied sea of corpses, Hunters continued to die as they screamed for help.

“Ahhhhhh!”

“Ahhhh!”

It had already exceeded the level of self-defense.

Everyone could tell he was laughing like crazy, drunk with slaughter.

‘I have to try subduing him.’

Han-bin charged forward while holding his greatsword.

“Taaaats!”