SFRW-Chapter 284

Ch. 284 Sword God From The Ruined World

Allekuhi’s alias was ‘The Executioner’.  

Though the name had faded over time, Allekuhi was once one of the Six Seats, the most loyal servants of Barhaut.  

Especially when it came to punishing traitors, Allekuhi handled his duties more flawlessly than any other member of the Six Seats, so the power he wielded was by no means small.  

KWA-GA-GA-GA-GANG!  

Seo Do-jun frowned at Allekuhi’s overwhelming fist pressure, which ruthlessly shattered his sword energy.  

‘Incredible.’  

There were many reasons why humans used swords or other weapons, but the biggest one was to avoid straining their bodies.  

If Seo Do-jun wanted to, he could also unleash power comparable to Allekuhi’s using his fists, feet, elbows, knees, or any other part of his body.  

The reason he didn’t, however, was because doing so would place an immense burden on his body, as mentioned before.  

Human bones, muscles, and flesh were tougher than one might think, but that didn’t mean they were highly durable.  

Even for those who had become Transcendents, there were clear limits.  

Thus, to protect their bodies’ durability, humans needed weapons that could more effectively channel their power.  

Of course, there were always exceptions—those who disregarded such logic.  

Beings born with naturally incomparably resilient bodies.  

Their common trait was that they weren’t just superior in durability but also in strength, flexibility, recovery, and more, surpassing others by several, sometimes even dozens, of times.  

Allekuhi was one such naturally gifted being.  

Born with overwhelmingly sturdy bones, strength, and flexibility, Allekuhi never felt the need to bother with weapons.  

With a body that could freely unleash all its power without issue, there was no reason to wield a weapon.  

Moreover, while hands and feet moved as he willed, weapons required repeated training to master, making them utterly unnecessary in Allekuhi’s eyes.  

“What do you think happened to all the fools who tried facing me with scrap metal like that?”  

Allekuhi had closed the distance to right in front of Seo Do-jun’s nose as he spoke.  

When Seo Do-jun swung his sword in response:  

“I shoved those things into their skulls and hearts. So they could stay with them even in death.”  

Grinning, Allekuhi continued.  

“I’ll do the same for you. I’ll drive that worthless scrap metal deep into your skull.”  

Allekuhi viciously grabbed and crushed the sword energy emanating from Seo Do-jun’s blade with his bare hand.  

“……!”  

Seo Do-jun’s eyes widened at the absurd sight—something he had never seen before.  

He could grip and crush sword energy?!  

“What’s the big deal with this?”  

Allekuhi laughed as if it were nothing special and swung his right leg like lightning.  

Not just his fists—even his kicks unleashed shockwaves powerful enough to distort the surrounding space.  

An ordinary human would be turned to dust just by being caught in the afterwaves.  

Enduring the storm of shockwaves, Seo Do-jun calmly swung his sword again.  

Vandeyan Family Swordsmanship  

Third Form: Spiral Frehido Catast!  

-The destructive spiral hidden within elegance- 

Dozens of blue streaks, imbued with the essence of an unextinguished ember, split apart and surged toward Allekuhi.  

“KHA-HA-HA-HA!”  

Allekuhi laughed wildly, as if welcoming the challenge, and explosively amplified his power by channeling energy from his waist and lower body.  

KWAA-GA-GA-GANG!  

“…Hmm. My instincts were right!”  

Allekuhi, forced back, glanced at his tattered lower garments and chuckled.  

Meanwhile, Seo Do-jun clicked his tongue as he observed Allekuhi, who remained unharmed aside from his torn clothes despite the Vandeyan swordsmanship.  

‘A real monster was here all along.’  

Just what kind of body was he born with? How much training had he pushed to the extreme to achieve such an absurd physique?  

Seo Do-jun couldn’t even begin to imagine. He focused even more power into the tip of his sword.  

At the same time, he glanced at Shinjo and Grichuk.  

As expected, Shinjo and Grichuk were handling the Desperaohs just as Seo Do-jun had predicted.  

Only two Desperaohs remained, and even they couldn’t get close, repelled by Shinjo and Grichuk’s attacks.  

“Did I go too easy on you? How dare you look away while facing me!”  

A deep blue aura erupted violently from Allekuhi’s entire body.  

BOOM!  

The ground exploded as Allekuhi charged at Seo Do-jun.  

Using his own body as a weapon, his charge was the most terrifying Seo Do-jun had ever witnessed.  

Seo Do-jun raised his sword to create a barrier of sword energy, but—  

KWA-GANG!  

As if to prove that nothing could stop him, Allekuhi shattered the barrier and slammed his entire body into Seo Do-jun.  

THUD—UGH!  

“…Kgh!”  

Seo Do-jun groaned as he was sent skidding back.  

Though he had blocked with his sword, the impact was too much to deflect with just the blade.  

‘Brute force, but…’  

Allekuhi knew better than anyone how to wield his body as a weapon.  

To others, it might seem like mindless violence, but what if his body was harder than any weapon?  

An attack like this could completely immobilize an opponent.  

Punches and kicks were ultimately just attacks using parts of the body.  

A full-body strike could only be stronger, never weaker.  

And the deep blue aura covering Allekuhi’s body left no openings.  

In sword terms, it was like enveloping the entire blade in sword energy.  

‘A monstrous bastard.’  

Seo Do-jun could no longer afford to focus on anything else.  

He could feel it clearly—Allekuhi was undoubtedly stronger than Vampica or Gettis, the strongest opponents he had faced aside from Barhaut himself.  

Exhaling softly, Seo Do-jun adjusted his grip on his sword. Only then did Allekuhi smile in satisfaction.  

“Good! Now you’re finally taking me seriously! Let’s fight to the death—until you die! KHA-HA-HA-HA!”  

WHOOSH—BOOM!  

Allekuhi exploded the ground behind him and charged again.  

Rather than meeting him head-on, Seo Do-jun decided to evade, pulling out a teleportation stone from subspace.  

No matter how fast he moved, he knew he couldn’t outpace Allekuhi—this was his only option.  

FLASH—  

Just before impact, Seo Do-jun vanished.  

“Teleportation?!”  

A movement unseen—only magic could achieve that.  

Allekuhi’s brow twisted in irritation.  

He hadn’t expected his opponent to use magic, and worse, his fighting style was at a disadvantage against it.  

Everyone kept a trump card, but—  

‘Of all things, magic…’  

Just as Allekuhi’s face contorted in frustration, Seo Do-jun’s sword energy surged toward his back like a tidal wave.  

KWA-GA-GA-GA-GA!  

No matter how tough Allekuhi’s body was, Seo Do-jun’s sword energy, unleashed with full intent, wasn’t something to shrug off.  

“…Ghk!”  

Allekuhi staggered, a choked groan escaping his lips.  

Yet he twisted mid-motion, throwing a punch that unleashed a devastating shockwave, tearing through Seo Do-jun’s sword energy.  

“…What kind of monster is this?”  

Choi Kang-soo, watching the battle, shook his head in disbelief.  

Blocking Seo Do-jun’s attacks with bare fists was one thing, but tanking them with his entire body? It was beyond comprehension.  

The fight between Seo Do-jun and Allekuhi was like…  

“A battle between man and beast.”  

As if to prove Choi Kang-soo’s point, Allekuhi leaped at Seo Do-jun, raining down punches like a wild animal.  

BOOM-BOOM-BOOM-BOOM!  

Each collision between Allekuhi’s fist energy and Seo Do-jun’s sword energy produced deafening explosions.  

Allekuhi’s movements were instinctive yet highly technical, a relentless assault unlike anything Choi Kang-soo had ever seen.  

Yet Seo Do-jun still found gaps to counterattack.  

“His body isn’t made of steel… How is there not even a scratch?”  

The defensive power was unbelievable.  

Even for a Transcendent, whose foundation was still human, taking Seo Do-jun’s slashes without shedding a drop of blood defied logic.  

『The ultimate Shield Skin… To put it in terms you’d understand, it’s Body Reinforcement.』  

“Body Reinforcement? That thing from martial arts novels where you cover your body in a defensive barrier?”  

『Even I’m shocked someone can use Shield Skin so perfectly. But it’s true. Not even a Vandeyan can break through that easily.』  

It was the pinnacle of defense—an impenetrable barrier covering Allekuhi’s skin, rendering external attacks useless.  

“But earlier, he clearly felt pain from Uncle’s attacks?”  

『Of course he’d feel pain. No matter how strong the barrier, it doesn’t absorb the impact.』  

“So to beat him… we have to keep hammering him?”  

When Choi Kang-soo asked if that was the only way, the Divine Sword confirmed it was the best method it knew.  

“Crazy… Just keep hitting him? Against that?”  

Choi Kang-soo was floored that the only way to defeat Allekuhi was through brute force.  

『The alternative would be magic, but… you can’t expect much from a Vandeyan.』  

And even then, most magic wouldn’t faze Allekuhi.  

“Now that I think about it, you’re really useless.”  

『……?』  

“You! Holy Power can’t do anything! The only thing you were good for was fighting undead, and now even that’s useless!”  

Choi pointed at the last remaining Desperaoh, venting his frustration.  

『You—idiot! You’re the useless one! I regret choosing a fool who can’t even handle something like this!』  

“Holy Power? Screw that!”  

『Wha—what?!』  

The Divine Sword trembled as if it had never been insulted so harshly, but Choi didn’t care.  

He was just furious at his own helplessness.  

While Choi Kang-soo and the Divine Sword bickered, Seo Do-jun analyzed Allekuhi’s condition.  

‘A perfect defense against external attacks…’  

He had met a truly troublesome opponent.  

Allekuhi’s natural physique alone could crush most foes, and now he had an impenetrable barrier on top of that. Honestly, would he ever face someone like this again?  

There were only two methods—the same conclusion the Divine Sword had reached.  

But most mages wouldn’t even scratch Allekuhi before being pulverized.  

Even grand mages like Kusak fell into that category.  

Only a being who had reached the level of a ‘God of Magic’ could hope to defeat Allekuhi with spells.  

Since Seo Do-jun couldn’t use magic, that option was out.  

The only remaining method was to accumulate damage through relentless attacks.  

‘Given his defense… this will take a while.’  

Allekuhi wasn’t just any opponent—he was a Transcendent on par with Seo Do-jun himself. Ending this quickly wouldn’t be easy.  

‘If only I had the Power of Godslaying…’  

For a moment, Seo Do-jun regretted not obtaining the Power of Godslaying Vampica had wielded.  

With it, no matter how strong Allekuhi’s defense was, one strike would have been enough.  

But dwelling on what he didn’t have was pointless.  

As Seo Do-jun adjusted his grip to unleash another Vandeyan technique—  

‘Kassal, your swordsmanship is undoubtedly the strongest on the continent. No one could deny that. But even you have weaknesses. Want me to teach you?’  

The memory of Rosmel, from the ruined world, surfaced.  

In an era where all men aspired to be knights, Rosmel was the eldest son of House Hatz, the only one who trained his fists instead of the sword.  

Long ago, the Hatz family stood tall with their martial arts, but that was ancient history.  

As Knights rose to prominence, even the Hatz family had no choice but to take up the sword, reducing them to just another knightly house.  

But Rosmel was different.  

Determined to revive his family’s roots, he chose fists over the sword, enduring opposition to walk the path of a martial artist.  

And his stubbornness paid off—his fists surpassed even skilled knights, shocking the world.  

Yet Barhaut’s war of conquest soon began, crushing Rosmel’s dream of proving fists could rival swords.  

Enraged, Rosmel fought harder than anyone, leading the charge against the monsters who trampled his aspirations.  

In the end, during one of the fiercest battles Seo Do-jun remembered, Rosmel faced dozens of high-tier monsters alone—and fell to his wounds.  

‘You don’t need anything else. Just learn this—how to attack the inside, not the outside.’  

‘The inside? What nonsense is that?’  

‘Simply put, yes. In reality, it’s complex and difficult. So… showing you once is easier than explaining.’  

The one punch Rosmel had taught him.  

Seo Do-jun had learned it half-heartedly at the time, but now, for some reason, the memories returned vividly.  

‘An attack that leaves the outside unharmed but utterly destroys the inside. The only thing I can teach you, Kassal. You might think a swordsman like you doesn’t need it, but who knows? Maybe someday, you will.’  

Seo Do-jun threw his sword back into subspace.  

And then—  

He clenched his fist.