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Chapter 110: The Warrior and Fairy Queen

Thud!

The giant’s head flew off from the impact of the Demon Lord’s Heaven-Splitting Fist, and his body came crashing to the ground. Then, the other two, who were watching arrogantly, stood up from their thrones.

“Keeheehee. You’re pretty good, aren’t you? I never thought you’d defeat the Fist Martial.” Dagger Martial snickered, slashing the air with his red claws. “Heeheehee! It’s been a while since my sword spirit (follower) tastes the blood of a god!”

Then, from the rift in the air, a huge sword with fiery red flames appeared.

“Tsk. I said don’t let your guard down! Come forth, Yi Tian Heavenly Sword!”

A two-meter-long sword enveloped in frigid blue flames appeared in Sword Martial’s hand. Each weapon exuded an unusual aura.

Feeling tense, I tightened my grip on my kitchen knife.

Hmm, 1 VS 2... It’s going to be a bit overwhelming. But since I’ve defeated one of them, I might be able to...

Huh?

Just then, a question arose in my mind.

Why is it so quiet?

I’d just killed a powerhouse. Shouldn’t I be receiving messages about sacrifices, increases in divine power, and so on?

Flick!

Sword Martial closed in on me, landing in front of Fist Martial’s corpse.

“Until when are you going to lay there?”

What?

“...Hehe, to be defeated by a rookie, how embarrassing.” The headless body stood up. Then, pure white fog spread from his neck, fusing together into the hollow face of an old man with a long beard. The old man scratched his head in embarrassment.

“Hehe. He’s stronger than I expected. He has mastered Demon Lord’s martial arts. I’m getting old. One-on-one is a bit overwhelming.”

“Heeheehee! Let me assist you! If we combine our powers, we’ll be able to kill Demon Lord’s disciple in two minutes! I can’t wait to kill him and eat his heart!”

A long, forked tongue slid out from Dagger Martial’s mask, licking his own red sword.

“What a waste of time. I’ll also lend you a hand. Let’s finish him quickly and share his divine power.”

Sword Martial took a stance, pointing his Yi Tian Heavenly Sword at me.

These guys only saw me as a whole cake to be shared, huh?

Still, three against one might be a bit much, but it wasn’t my first time. Above all, I had Demon Lord with me! Surely, I could defeat them?

-You knave... I never expected your power to have recovered this much! How many humans have you sacrificed...?

Demon Lord groaned in my hand.

-Disciple, run! They used to be the gods of my world! Taking on all three of them at once is still too much for you!

“What?”

The arrogant Demon Lord was showing his vulnerable side to me?

“Hehe. Demon Lord and his disciple.”

“Keeheehee! Do you think you can escape?”

“Keke. When you’re up against us?”

The three shouted as if speaking as one, charging at me.

“Hehehe! World Governing Dragon Saber!”

Tzz!

The Dagger Martial swung his red sword at me at incredible speed! His sword qi took on the shape of a dragon’s!

Kyaaa!

I reflexively raised Demon Lord to parry the attack, but...

Claaang!

“Argh!”

Our swords clashed, the tremendous impact bringing me to my feet. What a terrifying strength for a ghostly figure!

“Hehe. You’re wide open. Demon Exorcising Buddha’s Palm!”

Slam!

Clasping his palms together like a monk’s, the Fist Martial rushed forward. Then, his longsword, which glowed golden, pierced my chest.

Crush!

“Cough!”

As my shattered ribs pierced my lungs, I flew into the distance.

Swoosh!

Sword Martial glided through the air like a swallow on water, catching up to me in an instant.

“Here comes the Flying Swallow Sword!”

The blue flames on his sword swung down toward my neck.

“Consider it an honor to be dispatched by my sword, Young God!”

Slaaaaash!

Ding!

[Equipping Malevolent God title Brutal Killer.]

As death encroached, my malevolent god title’s passive was triggered.

“No, you die!” Gritting my teeth, I raised my middle finger. “Convicting Middle Finger of God!”

Baaam!

From my middle finger, black flames spewed out like a flamethrower, engulfing Sword Martial as he tried to attack me.

“Aaargh!”

His badly charred body, still engulfed in flames, flew several meters away.

Is he dead?

“Do you think that’ll kill me?!”

Plaaat!

Sword Martial screamed while slashing my flames into two.

Trudge trudge—

Sword Martial returned with immense bloodthirst, heading for me. My flames had burned his mask, revealing the face of the Jade Pure One.

“...?”

Like a puff of smoke, fierce blue flames raged on his head. With his blazing blue eyes, he glowered at me.

“How dare you burn my mask! Young God! Your death won’t be peaceful!”

“Hehe. Calm down, Sword Martial.”

“Keeheehee! Shall I take off my mask as well? I haven’t done so ever since we hunted that Mid-tier God in our last world.”

Dagger Martial removed his mask, revealing blazing red flames.

Now that their faces were revealed, an immense divine power surged from them. I had never felt anything like this before!

Ding!

[The innate power Blind Eyes of God has been activated.]

Without the absence of their masks, I could finally appraise them.

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[Corrupted Sword God, Corrupted Dagger God, Corrupted Fist God]

They are asexual. Around for 220,000 years. Originally High-tier Gods from the fallen 7th Realm DoWonDo, which was destroyed by the God of Destroyer. They’ve been wandering through worlds that have no guardians and are doomed to fail. Have been accumulating power for thousands of years.

Special note: Regained their status as Low-tier Gods recently.

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All three of them are Low-tier Gods who were formerly High-tier Gods?

“Die, cretin!”

“Hehe. Resistance will only bring you more pain.”

“Keeheehee! Hand your heart over!”

A Sword Force that could engulf the sky, a Fist Force that could shatter steel, and a Tao Force that’d cut down ghosts.

Slaaaash! Ruuumble!

The three corrupted gods launched a barrage of onslaught on me.

“Aaargh!”

***

Meanwhile, in God-Maker, at the Tower of Warriors...

Il-Ho was on his knees, listening to Eternal Seeker.

-...Impressive. You made it to the 40th floor of the Tower of Warriors in such a short time.

-Il-Ho, you’re well worthy of the title of a Warrior now.

-But never let your guard down. From the 41st floor onward, the Trial of Time and Space will unfold. You’ll be using the strength you’ve amassed to save the world.

-Please, Warrior Il-Ho. Do not succumb to the trials. Become a true warrior by steeling your resolve!

“Muuuuscles! Just leave it to me, Muscle God! I, Il-Ho, will definitely conquer this tower for my great and merciful God Yu Il-Shin, as well as Muscle God!” Il-Ho roared, jumping to his feet.

Eternal Seeker muttered that he wasn’t a Muscle God, but his voice was drowned by Il-Ho’s zealous voice.

“Here I come, trials!”

Il-Ho boldly pushed open the iron gates to the 41st floor.

Ding!

[The Forty-First Floor of the Tower of Warriors: Trial of Space and Time.]

[Clear conditions: Save the Fairy Queen from a crisis.]

Flash! Nôv(el)B\\jnn

Il-Ho was transported somewhere along with the messages that popped up.

“Hm? This is...?”

A lush forest full of beautiful flowers appeared before Il-Ho. He drew in a deep, long breath, and refreshing air filled his lungs.

“Kekeke. This feels great.”

He felt safe, as if he had returned to the forest of his hometown in Antrinia. However...

Glance glance—

“Why is it empty? Is no one here?”

Il-Ho wanted to clear the trial as soon as possible so he could advance to the next floor. Where was the Fairy Queen that was supposed to be on the 41st Floor?! How could he even begin to save her?

“Fairy Queen? Where are you?”

As he fell into deep thought, Il-Ho rubbed his black scalp, which was charred during the Trial of Fire.

In the past, he’d heard about fairies from an elder. It was a legendary creature with a beautiful appearance and dazzling wings. It existed when the gods were still around in this world. Apparently, they also wielded a mysterious magic.

His prime objective in this floor was to save the queen of these fairies. And Il-Ho, being a man, was looking forward to meeting her.

I doubt she’ll be as magnificent as Empress Anty, though...

Not even a world-class beauty could compare to Anty, the empress of the Gayami nation. Not only was she beautiful, but she was also adorable, even when she was angry. Il-Ho’s heart pounded in excitement as he thought about her.

Twitch!

Just then, Il-Ho’s ears picked up a faint scream from the distance. His eyes lit up.

“Is that...?!”

It came from the East. Il-Ho’s femoral muscle bulged as he stomped his feet, ready to smash the ground.

Bam! Swoosh!

Lurching into the air, Il-Ho caught sight of a toppled pumpkin carriage, surrounded by a few vicious monsters.

“Keekeekee!”

“Kieek! Kieek!”

They were a bunch of wretched goblins with only their private parts covered. They snickered as they gnawed on the mutilated fairies. Il-Ho landed in the middle like a meteorite.

Bam bam bam!

“Bastards! Stop this heinous deed!”

“Keekeekee!”

At first, the goblins were shocked, but then sneered at the finger-sized Il-Ho.

Chew chew—

One of the goblins put down the fairy’s corpse and swung his club at Il-Ho.

“Kieeek!”

Thud!

“Krik?” The goblin’s eyes widened. Il-Ho had parried his club with one finger!

“I told you to stop, you punks! Skill, Strong Body!” Il-Ho roared, unleashing all the muscles in his body.

Crunch crunch!

“Kyaaaaak!”

Moments later, goblins’ screams echoed through the area.

“Hmph, what a bunch of weaklings,” Il-Ho mumbled as he wiped off the blood on him.

Near him, the remains of the goblins had piled up like a mountain. Certainly, compared to Il-Ho, they could be considered giants. Nevertheless, Il-Ho had fought and defeated enemies hundreds of times his size. Their fate was sealed from the moment Il-Ho arrived.

Regardless, Il-Ho was still restless. “D-did the Fairy Queen get eaten as we...?”

The Fairy Queen was nowhere to be found! Il-Ho’s anxious eyes fell upon the flipped pumpkin carriage.

Sparkle sparkle!

Light shone from the carriage, along with some movements.

That light must’ve belonged to the Fairy Queen!

Il-Ho lit up as he yelled, “Fairy Queen! I’ve come for you! Rest assured, for I, Il-Ho, have killed all the monsters!”

But there was no answer.

Was the Fairy Queen injured? Impatient, Il-Ho flung open the carriage door.

Crack!

“Huh?”

Nothing could prepare him for what he was about to see.

Instead of a beautiful woman, there was a baby with an enchanting golden garland on her head. On her back was a pair of beautiful, cute wings, reflecting every color of the rainbow. Seeing the baby flapping her wings like a chick, Il-Ho was convinced she was a fairy.

This can’t be real.

Il-Ho asked cautiously, “Uhm, Child? Are you the Fairy Queen?”

“Aboo!” The baby smiled brightly, giggling at him.