TOTCF 2 (Novel) Chapter 424

C424

Bam! Bam!

Cale hit the sword with all his soul.

Buzzing!

The sword wrapped in cloth groaned.

[Remaining Chaos Attribute: 96.3%]

The mission window displayed the steady progress.

"Hmm."

But Cale's feet were hurting.

He had used thick cloth to protect his feet, but...

"Since the cloth isn't very soft, you can feel the hard ground."

If he kept this up, his feet would suffer.

"Besides, it's not efficient."

Being wrapped, the sword wasn't taking as much damage.

Cale stopped for a moment.

Pant, pant.

Without realizing it, he was breathing heavily, his shoulders rising and falling.

He had hit with all his might.

Buzzing, buzzing—

Meanwhile, the sword kept vibrating.

Ugh!

As Cale's breathing became heavier...

Buzzing.

The sword's vibrations decreased.

"This damn...?"

Cale's eyes flashed with fury as he realized.

—Cale.

At that moment, Alberu's voice arrived.

—Do you need help?

Buzzing, buzzing, buzzing!

The sword vibrated violently.

Cale's gaze shifted from the sword to Alberu.

Alberu Crossman, who had been unconscious a day longer than Cale.

Although pale, he looked better than Cale.

And, of course, his physique was superior.

Besides, with the Sun Sword in hand, he looked like a skilled swordsman.

Buzzing, buzzing, buzzing!

The sword vibrated even stronger.

Cale, not knowing why, became even more irritated.

Ding!

A message appeared.

[To completely subdue it, no outside help is allowed!]

—Ugh.

Cale sighed.

He didn't know why, but the system, the sword, and the prince were exasperating him.

—Cale.

When Alberu called him again, Cale shook his head.

—No. I have to do this myself.

Buzzing!

The sword's vibrations decreased.

"You'll see, you damn thing."

Cale's eyes lit up again.

"Hmm."

Alberu sighed.

"It seems he's lost his mind."

Cale Henituse almost never acted like this.

Only when he was betrayed or felt he was at a disadvantage.

Creak.

The door opened with a soft sound.

¡Whoosh!

Cale quickly turned his head towards the entrance.

—!

Knight Boltien, entering, was startled.

—Jajaja!

Cale let out a crisp laugh with a radiant smile.

—Bring it quickly.

—Yes!

Frightened by Cale's bright gaze, Boltien quickly left a metal chest in front of him.

The Hall of Light reverberated.

Inside the chest were all sorts of weapons.

—Ohh.

Cale reached for the equipment that caught his eye the most.

—Hmm.

And he sighed.

"It's heavy."

That hammer was a bit heavy.

"Next."

Hmm.

This one is heavy too.

Cale didn't overestimate himself.

"Next."

Thus, searching through the chest, he took out two pieces of equipment.

Buzzing, buzzing, buzzing.

As the sword shook, Cale smiled maliciously.

A large hammer.

And a whip with metal spikes.

With both in hand, Cale couldn't hide his excitement.

—Je.

A sinister laugh escaped his lips as he lifted the hammer.

And then...

¡CRASH!

He brought it down.

—Oh.

Alberu was impressed.

—Is it better than I thought?

Unintentionally, he let his thoughts escape.

Cale raised a corner of his mouth.

[Remaining Chaos Attribute: 94.1%]

A single blow significantly reduced the remaining attribute.

And so began Cale's hammering session.

Now without the cloth.

¡CRASH! ¡CRASH!

The sound was deafening.

Although it was hard, Cale hit the sword with constant rhythm and precision.

—Ohhh.

Alberu was genuinely impressed.

How can he do that with that weak body?

Sure, any young, healthy man could lift that hammer.

But that precision.

And that strange ability.

—Cale, you're incredible.

While Super Rock admired him, Cale focused solely on his task.

He remembered:

"The rebound and the technique."

¡CRASH! ¡CRASH!

You can't rely on strength alone.

Cale Henituse—no, Kim Rok Soo—had a lot of experience in manual labor.

Before the monsters appeared, he did all sorts of jobs to make money.

And after that, as a leader, he worked on rebuilding Korea.

Sure, compared to then, this body was much weaker.

¡CRASH! ¡CRASH!

But experience doesn't fade.

¡CRASH!

¡CRASH!

[Remaining Chaos Attribute: 87.9%]

Buzzing, buzzing—

The attribute was falling rapidly.

¡CRASH!

Buzzing, buzzing—

The sword vibrated violently.

¡CRASH!

¡CRASH!

But Cale didn't stop.

In the center of the Hall of Light, bathed in the sacred sunlight.

Sweat ran down his forehead.

His face was more serious than ever, completely absorbed in his task.

The scene was almost sacred.

"……."

"……."

The Pope and the others watched silently.

Although that solemnity was being—

¡CRASH! ¡CRASH!

Buzzing, buzzing—

—Je, are you scared now?

Cale's evil expression ruined the atmosphere.

Blink, blink.

The Pope was startled.

Evil!!

He's purifying a sacred object created for the arrival of the God of Chaos!

How could he have such blasphemous thoughts?

¡CRASH!

Buzzing!

—Oh, I think it's going to break.

¡CRASH!

...Or maybe it will?

Blink, blink.

The Pope was stunned.

But Cale didn't care about their reactions.

¡CRASH!

¡CRASH!

He kept hammering.

The sound grew louder.

His posture, awkward at first, became more skillful.

"Don't tense unnecessarily."

Cale applied the techniques he had learned from the elders in his past life.

¡CRASH—!

It seemed like the sword was going to break.

Buzzing, buzzing—

The sword begged with vibrations.

But Cale didn't care.

¡CRASH!

He stopped for a moment.

Thump.

He set the hammer aside and crouched down.

He stared intently at the sword and said in an indifferent tone:

—Ready?

Asking if it had broken.

Buzzing.

The sword trembled.

—Hmm.

But Cale was too focused.

—Is it still missing something?

The moment he said that...

[Remaining Chaos Attribute: 50.1%]

The attribute abruptly dropped from 80% to 50%.

[The sacred object is submitting!]

Buzzing.

The sword vibrated weakly, as if it had lost its will.

—Hmm.

Cale sat down on the ground.

Buzzing, buzzing.

Calm arrived.

Only the sword was vibrating.

The spectators noticed the difference.

—Ah, it seems the purification is working.

—My God, it all made sense!

—The sword's evil will is breaking!

They whispered in amazement, looking at Cale.

Sitting on the ground, panting.

They couldn't see his eyes, but they felt his exhaustion.

—Ah.

The Pope began to regret judging him wrong.

—!

But when Cale lifted his head, he was startled.

[The sacred object is submitting completely!]

"The sacred object is submitting?"

Cale didn't believe the message or the 50.1%.

He knew very well, from years of experience, how to deal with things like this sword.

—Are you calming down now?

He asked the sword.

¡Buzzing!

The sword responded, clearly more docile.

But...

Chuckle.

Cale laughed mockingly and brandished the whip.

¡CRACK!

A sharp sound echoed.

—Do you think I'm going to trust you?

And at that moment...

¡Buzzing, buzzing, buzzing!

The Sword of Chaos reacted violently again.

Buzzing—

It even emanated a grayish smoke.

—Ugh!

The bishops were alarmed.

—Get back.

Alberu pushed them away.

Knight Boltien was already ready to evacuate everyone.

Cale ignored everything and kept whipping.

"I've used this before too."

As Kim Rok Soo, although he was a support leader, he had used whips before.

He wasn't an expert, but he knew how to handle it.

¡CRACK!

He liked the sound.

¡CRACK!

¡Buzzing, buzzing!

The sword resisted.

"These bastards always pretend to submit and then betray you!"

—Like White Star!

—Like the Hunters!

—Like the God of Chaos!

"After all I've suffered because of them...!"

Cale's anger grew.

¡CRACK! ¡CRACK!

—Take that!

Cale grabbed the hammer again.

It was hard for him, but anger was stronger.

¡CRASH!

¡CRASH!

Cale resumed hammering.

Buzzing—

He ignored the gray smoke.

They were in the Sun God's territory.

That smoke couldn't summon the God of Chaos.

Sssss—

Under the sunlight, it dissipated uselessly.

"The Sun God is helping."

Although he couldn't hear his voice, the Sun God must be suppressing the Chaos power.

"He seems more helpful than the God of Balance."

¡CRASH!

¡CRASH!

Cale hammered like a madman.

His arms hurt.

His shoulders too.

But he kept going.

—Ugh.

Sure, he took breaks.

About five minutes.

"……."

"……."

Although the silence was uncomfortable, Cale ignored it.

¡CRASH!

¡CRASH!

He just kept hammering.

"Ah."

¡CRASH!

"It feels good."

¡CRASH!

Like when he burned money in the past.

¡CRASH!

Releasing stress.

¡CRASH!

How many irritating things had happened.

¡CRASH!

Cale forgot everything and released his stress.

Buzzing… buzzing…

Now, the sword barely vibrated, and the gray smoke faded.

Tremble.

Finally, it gave up.

[Remaining Chaos Attribute: 32.3%]

¡CRASH!

20.6%

¡CRASH!

15.9%

Each blow reduced the attribute quickly.

¡CRASH!

And finally...

Thump.

Cale dropped the hammer.

[Remaining Chaos Attribute: 0.01%]

Then...

—Tch.

He made a sound of disapproval.

In an indifferent tone, he said:

—Are you giving up already?

He scolded the sword.

"But I was just releasing stress!"

—Hey, don't you want to resist a little longer?

The moment he said that...

—Ugh.

—Ah.

The Pope and the Saint sighed, exasperated.

Tremble!

The sword vibrated violently...

—!

[Remaining Chaos Attribute: 0%]

And it completely gave up.

[The sacred object has completely submitted!]

—Ah, what a disappointment.

[The sacred object has completely submitted!!]

—Hmm.

[The sacred object has COMPLETELY submitted!!!]

What a disappointment.

Although disappointed, Cale approached the sword on the ground.

—Hmm, it's not even cracked.

The sword was intact.

It was undoubtedly a powerful sacred object.

Ding!

The mission indicated the final step.

[Sub-mission: Change the sacred object's attribute to "Nothing"!]

[Have it recognize a "human" as its owner.]

This sword existed for the God of Chaos.

But now, the game's system could change its attribute to "Nothing."

—Hey.

Cale took the sword.

—I'm your owner now.

Buzzing—

The sword vibrated.

—Ssh!

Cale grabbed the hammer.

¡Buzzing, buzzing, buzzing!

The sword reacted frantically.

—Am I your owner, right?

¡Buzzing!

—Ah, you don't understand. If I'm your owner, vibrate once.

¡Buzzing!

—Am I your owner?

¡Buzzing!

The sword accepted Cale as its owner.

[The owner of the sacred object "Sword of Chaos" has changed from the God of Chaos to Cale Henituse.]

[You have obtained a legendary object!]

Ohhh.

Cale opened the description with admiration.

[Sword of Chaos (Grade: Legendary)]

[Its original attribute, Chaos, has disappeared, leaving only immense sacred energy.]

Cale smiled in satisfaction.

"I'll be able to revive the Blue Wolf."

The wolf god of the Beast People.

He had found a sacred object to restore its divinity.

And now the Beast People of Apitoyu could live fully.

"I'll also bring Lock."

Lock would be free from Apitoyu's problems.

He couldn't leave him out for too long.

Cale put away the sword and took out another scroll.

Chaos Purification.

[Sub-mission: Obtain the "Chaos Purification" skill!]

[Go to a sacred place beyond the reach of the God of Chaos and break the "Chaos Purification" scroll.]

The method was simple.

He held the scroll with both hands.

¡Rip!

And he broke it.

Easy, like with Chaos Terror.

Cale looked at the air.

Ding!

Ding!

Two notifications arrived.

[Skill: "Chaos Terror (Legend)" has been activated.]

One was the result of a previous mission that Cale hadn't checked.

The other was new.

[You have obtained the skill: "Chaos Purification (Legend)".]

Je.

Cale smiled.

Of the five powers revered by the Cult of Chaos, he now had two.

And three more remained in his possession.

"I'll keep them all!"

He would turn them into skills.

The remaining powers: Corruption, Pleasure.

"I couldn't read the last one."

The final power, with illegible letters.

Of course, Cale didn't know that even the Pope of the Cult of Chaos didn't possess all five powers.

Especially the last one.

No one in the history of the cult had obtained it.

—Are you finished?

Cale nodded to Alberu.

—Yes. Now we'll go to the Demon Kingdom after passing through Demon World.

He had to meet with his allies and the Jungle Witch.

Then...

"Choi Jung Gun."

He would go to Demon World to save him.

And while he was at it, he'd tear down Demon World.

Hours later, back in Demon Kingdom.

Cale faced the Jungle Witch.

Sssss—

The wind rustled the branches and leaves surrounding her.

—I had sensed the world's anomalies.

The Witch, leader of the Dark Elves, asked:

—But you're not human, are you?

Ugh.

Cale was exasperated.

But what followed was worse.

—You are... our creator?

What?

Creator?

What was she talking about?

Cale was stunned.

—This is ridiculous.

Alberu's murmuring was ignored. 

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