Return of the Sword God-Rank Civil Servant-Chapter 431

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What the fu?

Purple?

Isn’t that a typo for “people”?

So then the thing about stat colors following rainbow order was real?

If a Hero is Yellow, then by rainbow order it’s red-orange-yellow so that’s the 300s...... and if the Sword Saint is Purple, it’s red-orange-yellow-green-blue-indigo-violet...... then the 700s?!

More than double a Hero?

And the lowest stat color is even Blue?

Wow...... damn, no wonder he’s popping Conqueror’s Haki all by himself with sheer pressure.

What’s Conqueror’s Haki? You damn nerd ㅡㅡ

Did I hear wrong?

No.

Su-ho spoke the truth, and the camera and audio were working properly.

Which is why the world went beyond shock and straight to explosion.

Su-ho called up his status window.

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[ An Su-ho ]

Lv : 253

Class : Rage Crusader

Traits : <New Blood><Hercules Candidate><King of Ruination><Power of the Sun><Power of the Moon><Guest of Grid>

Strength (N) : 46

Mana (P) : 42

Sense (B) : 17

Leadership (N) : 72

Bonus Stats : 0

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The Mana stat at Purple color was 42.

That was the result of investing all the bonus stats he’d earned earlier into Mana.

Since he couldn’t even take the unification effect with him, now he was curious about the level after Purple, so he put everything into Mana.

‘I’m finally revealing this.’

He revealed his stats.

He revealed a portion of his power.

But honestly, if you reveal your stats, it’s practically the same as revealing almost everything.

Maybe that’s why?

He felt strangely relieved inside.

All this time, the way he’d subtly hidden his power had been preparation for a big leap.

‘And the moment for that big leap is exactly now.’

Wherever he went from here, the reactions would be one of two.

Either they’d fear him, or they’d revere him.

Familiar.

He’d been getting those reactions for a very long time already.

The host exclaimed in surprise.

“Purple and Blue...... then the stat-color tiers people are guessing really do follow rainbow order?”

“Yes, in my experience, that’s correct. Since my Mana stat is Purple, the figure would be in the 700s.”

“Good heavens.......”

“If you don’t believe it, you can try using a commercially available stat level detection stone. But the ones on the market are under-ranked, so my stat color probably won’t even show...... Anyway, what I’ve said is what I’ve personally experienced, so I can vouch it’s fact. That’s why I chose to show you a match like this first instead of revealing stats.”

“Ah.......”

In truth, it wouldn’t have mattered if he’d revealed his stats first.

He simply pushed back the order of revealing them for the sake of a humble stance.

Su-ho continued.

“And this match ended way too easily, but if anyone has objections regarding this match, I can face you in a way that doesn’t just crush with Overawe skill or stats.”

“Sorry? How?”

“I’m saying it’s possible to subdue you purely with the bodily techniques I’ve trained, without leaning on so-called skill-crutch or stat-crutch. With swordsmanship or martial arts. Ah, of course you should at least allow movement skills. There are 21 opponents, after all.”

“What is that...... are you serious?”

“At this point, what do I have to gain by lying? This second half broadcast is a place of proof, so I want to prove it very clearly while I’m at it. And in fact, even after using Overawe, I was planning to choose this tactic.”

He meant it.

Overawe is just a spirit-pressure skill for simple psychological domination; if they overcame Overawe with certain skills or items, from that point on he intended to face them using only swordsmanship or martial arts.

He felt that if he used Yeolhwageom or the Art of Wind and Rain, Su-ho’s essential strength would be conveyed less clearly.

Su-ho asked Hiro,

“How about it?”

“If it’s necessary, as many times as you want. And honestly, there’s no reason to ask again now. This was a venue to prove power in the first place, so we notified everyone in advance that there could be a few rematches, and we got their consent.”

It was true.

And among Hiro and the 21 Players, not a single person would opt out of Round 2. Too many eyes were watching to run away now.

‘Better to be judged “lost but fought well” than to save your own skin for the moment.’

Besides, losing here didn’t mean dying.

And so, Round 2 was arranged.

Thump-thump-thump-thump......

Wow, they’re actually doing this.

Gonna get mopped?

But the 21 Players are cool. They’re willingly sacrificing themselves for the Sword Saint.

Don’t speak too soon. You never know till you measure long against short.

Hey, are you Yuil? Hyeonil?

Leaving the runaway chat window behind, the host and other staff pulled back.

Su-ho bowed with proper courtesy to them.

Among the 21 Players, a good number had their fighting spirit snapped, but to somehow salvage their pride they forcibly lit their will to battle.

‘Even if I get thrashed, I’m landing at least one solid knuckle sandwich.’

That was the mindset of most of them.

And Su-ho could see their hearts very well.

‘Right, by all means, do your best to land your punch on my face.’

And Round 2 began.

“Uraaaaaaah!!”

No need to coordinate.

They’d been too perfectly crushed in Round 1.

The 21 Players, left with nothing but viciousness and malice, each let out a shout and charged ➤ NоvеⅠight ➤ (Read more on our source) Su-ho.

Some stayed in the rear to support the leading assault squad, and the mage classes each began casting and activating the magic they specialized in.

Su-ho’s lips curled up.

Good.

Now it finally felt like a real match.

Su-ho immediately used skills.

[ Blood Armory is activated. ]

[ Mana Perception is activated. ]

He used two skills.

Blood Armory and Mana Perception.

First, what he drew from Blood Armory was none other than a blood club—one so thin it was practically at the level of a switch.

Either way, he needed a weapon.

‘To be honest, with my current stat totals I could barehand swat most of the weapons they’ve got and break them.......’

But that’d be too much, wouldn’t it?

This was a place to prove strength, yes, but it wasn’t a place to humiliate and make a mockery of the 21 who had come running for his sake.

So Blood Armory was the minimum courtesy for them.

Of course, just because the blood club he took out was switch-thin didn’t make it an actual switch.

The armaments of Blood Armory scale off Su-ho’s stats, so there wouldn’t be a single person here who could break Su-ho’s blood club.

He used Mana Perception for the mages in the rear.

He could evade visible melee with dynamic vision as much as he liked, but as for the long-range skills that came in by surprise, it was easier to deal with them with auxiliary means like Mana Perception.

‘I’m not some murim grandmaster—how am I supposed to read the murderous intent packed into a skill?’

That kind of thing is only possible in actual wuxia novels.

Of course, in the later half of the Grand Upheaval, the opponent’s aura becomes so strong that a stage comes where you can read even the aftereffects of emotion.

But not now.

Right now, the number of opposing heads was 21.

He had to move as diligently as possible.

Just then, Su-ho took two steps back.

An instant later, a sharp ice pillar shot up where he had been.

It was the attack of some mage Player in the rear.

Su-ho smashed it with a swing of the blood club.

The shattered fragments scattered in all directions, and through that gap the Players specialized in close combat poured in.

“Lightning Slash!”

“Frozen Path!”

“Whirlwind Blade!”

Several spears and blades flew in an instant.

Su-ho twisted his body at once and knocked aside the first blade.

Then he caught the spear coming in from behind in his armpit, turned his body, and sent the nameless spearman flying wholesale.

At the same time he jumped to evade the low slash coming in from below, immediately thrust out his foot, and kicked the wrist of the swordsman who had done the low slash.

The follow-up blades were subdued by turning his body with the spear still clamped in his armpit, and the guy dropping in from above had his weapon avoided and then got headbutted, sent flying far away.

“Uraaagh! You f**ker!!”

One Player who’d been flung away let out something between a scream and a roar, unable to contain his anger, and charged back in.

But nothing particularly changed.

Magic skills flew in between, and wounded Players were healed.

Among them were various curse skills—ones that obscured vision or paralyzed muscles—but.

[ You fall into Frozen state. ]

[ You recover from Frozen state due to the large stat difference. ]

[ You fall into Paralyzed state. ]

[ You recover from Paralyzed state due to the large stat difference. ]

[ You fall into Blind state. ]

[ You recover from Blind state due to the large stat difference. ]

......

Most curse skills had their effects dispelled in less than 0.5 seconds due to the overwhelming stat gap.

“Everyone get out of the way!!”

With a shout, someone darted in like lightning.

It was Kenji.

Practically worshiping Su-ho, Kenji assaulted him with eyes blazing like never before.

Because he knew very well that if not now, he’d never again have a chance to attack him legally.

Wow, look at Kenji’s firepower.

So even rotten, a gizzard shad is still a gizzard shad, huh.

He’s fast as hell, as expected of the Storm God lol

Honestly I thought Kenji would make a contract with Susanoo.

But the Hero told him not to.

And that’s why he flopped, right?

Anyway he was sucking up to the Sword Saint earlier, and now he’s charging like he wants to kill him. Guess he got his ass beat by the Sword Saint, yeah?

Looks like he got a proper lesson.

A thug only tastes right when you beat him.

As the chat said, Kenji poured on a berserk assault.

He used every skill he had, and even all his hidden weapons and consumable items.

His firepower was so tremendous that the close-quarters Players didn’t even dare think of jumping into Kenji’s barrage.

Kang! Kang! Kagang! Kang! Kagagang! Kang!

Metal clashed with no time to breathe.

But then.

Thwack!

After receiving him for several dozen exchanges, Su-ho extended his fist with an impassive face.

The outstretched fist struck squarely on Kenji’s jaw, and Kenji spun away in a vortex, hit the ground, and retired.

A healer Player’s heal fell on fallen Kenji.

But Kenji just gave a small shudder and ultimately couldn’t get up.

His will to fight had been completely snapped.

How much time had passed like that?

“Huff...... huff.......”

“Ha...... ha.......”

“Wow.......”

The Players who’d been mounting a total offensive began to run out of stamina and started gasping for breath.

A few had been knocked out.

But no one was bleeding.

At worst, bruises or fainting.

He’d made it that way on purpose.

After looking over the formation spread wide, Su-ho checked the time.

‘I should finish this now.’

At this level, he’d shown enough.

Thinking so, Su-ho finally began to take far steps.

Up to now, Su-ho had operated only within a small radius; when he left that zone and started to truly move, all the Players tensed up.

And the moment they tried to come up with countermeasures—

Thump!

Su-ho closed the distance in an instant, struck a vital point, and the opponent had no choice but to faint on the spot.

“As expected, Master......!”

Thump!

And Hiro was no different.

Su-ho felled Hiro in a single blow, then turned his head and smiled at the Players still standing.

“I’m coming right away, okay?”

Su-ho’s figure vanished. And then—

Thump-thump-thump-thump!

A countless flurry of blows sounded, and at last even the final remaining Player collapsed.

A perfect—no, an overwhelmingly astonishing victory for Su-ho.