The Villain's Story



[All swords but one are under his dominion.]

The voice of the tower echoed out in the realm, the sea of clouds was replaced by a sea of flying swords. 

"I am the…Emperor of swords.''

Muttered Namgoong Yoon. His words seemed to carry some sort of power within them, the power was so great that even the sea of clouds shook and the Mountain rumbled.

Alan could feel an aura permeate the atmosphere as…

The sea of Swords all made their way towards him.

"..!"

He tried to teleport…but he could not do so…The reason presented itself before him a second later.

[Shadow Infection rate:80%]

[The shadow interferes.]

"What?!"

In his moment of shock, the swords came down.

His astral mana was locked. Even if he used ice magic to make a dome to protect himself…it would prove to be ineffective.

In the world shown to him by dragon eyes, the swords slowly inched closer and closer and Alan was at a loss of what to do.

He couldn't even use 'that' because it would take too much time…

Was this the end?

He thought as he tried to activate a last resort, a desperate measure.

[Skill: Draconic Transformation(Frost) has been activated.]

But even his scales were useless...they only managed to deflect about a thousand or so blades.

And then, Alan could do nothing but watch as he became a human porcupine. Like rain, the swords fell on him, one by one…piercing deep into his body.

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"...!"

"Damn!"

"Holy Shit!"

The audience could not bear witness to the horror that was happening to Alan on the screen.

They covered the eyes of their children and some even vomited whatever they were eating seconds ago when their eyes bore witness to the horrible sight.

The weak-willed ones even fell unconscious.

"..."

Harrison, like many others, awakened and had a grimace on his face when he saw Alan being turned into a porcupine. It was hard even for him to look at 'that' with a straight face.

"...I guess it's the end for him."

He lamented. It was truly a shame a prospect as great as Alan died like that. In his eyes there was no doubt Alan was dead.

…Who wouldn't?

His right eye had been stabbed, there was a sword going through his neck, about 7 swords in each arm, and who knows how many going through his chest? Not to mention his lower body as well. Harrison was sure every muscle in Alan's body was sliced apart, and every organ as well.

There was simply no chance of Alan being alive.

"No!"

Richard yelled from his seat, a terrified look on his face. This was exactly what he was afraid of!

He knew Alan would never back down! And this was the result!

"Damnit!"

He slammed his office desk, enraged. How could he remain calm when the brightest star of his guild had been reduced to mush?

"Calm down."

However, Maxwell had a different approach to this.

"Calm down?!"

"He's not dead yet."

"How so?!"

Maxwell sighed and said.

"Just wait, he's suffered worse than this. That bastard doesn't know how to die."

It wasn't just him, Kazikato also knew this wouldn't kill Alan. If this was all it took Alan would have already died at the hands of him, Kubrick, and the Marquis.

The word 'die' wasn't in his dictionary yet.

However, this was known only to a few people. Only a few knew how durable Alan was.

"..."

"It's ok, he's still alive."

Oliver calmed Ai down. She had thought the successor of her husband's weapon had died a pitiful death…But the reaction of the Two men around her was different.

Oliver was calmly reading a book with strange letters she didn't think belonged to Earth, Whilst Arken…was yawning.

It was as if he found this to be a bother.

As if the sight of his student being reduced to literal much was boring.

"..."

Ai was just as shocked…she didn't think Alan was alive after that.

But who would have thought?

The bastard was still alive…and angrier than ever.

"Fuiiiiiii."

The sword saint let out a whistle, clearly enjoying the show.

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'...'

Sabrina couldn't look at it anymore. If not for the soul crystal and contract being evidence that Alan was alive, she would have puked as well.

"Sigh…"

'Why does he have to always go so far…'

She sighed as she took a sip of her tea. But now it tasted vulgar. It reeked of blood even though no blood was present.

"Patriarch…Should we terminate our deal with Twilight?"

An Elder of the Wellington family asked Hugo to dismiss his worries with a smile on his face.

The smile caught the attention of everyone in the room, James and even Sabrina had surprised looks on their faces when they saw their stone-cold Patriarch's smile.

"Haha…this is amusing."

He seemed to be filled with joy, it wasn't just him.

Ragnar, Harrison, Richard, Daniel, Logan, and all the other big shots also realized it.

"That boy is not dead…not yet."

The words shook everyone except Sabrina in the room to the core. They glanced at Alan's trial but grimaced. Unable to withstand the gruesome sight.

Hugo's laughter echoed throughout the room as he praised Alan.

"That kid is fit to be a bodyguard…He's durable as hell."

And in front of the very eyes of everyone in the world, almost all who had thought Alan had died.

Alan's body moved.

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It hurts. It hurts. It hurts.

It hurts so fucking much.

There's a sword everywhere in my body…damn it…

It hurts!

[The Supreme Dragon of Chaos Suleras advises you to calm down.]

Suleras's voice echoed inside my mind…and I let out a laugh. Or at least I think I did.

'I am calm.'

I was deprived of the ability to speak, the sword in my literal neck was making it hard to speak.

Yeah…even though this is pretty painful. I am not dead…not yet.

I moved my body, and even though my muscles were torn apart, I just substituted them with artificial vessels made of mana.

I used the skill of [Blood Shadow Mantle] to heal myself with my own blood…although the efficacy was shit, it worked.

Hah…Hah.

A human would have died from this.

Fortunately...I am not human.