SSS-Class Revival Hunter - Chapter 243

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◈ SSS-Class Revival Hunter ◈

Chapter 243: Era of the Heroes (1)

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The battlefield was a chaotic tangle of soldiers.

Whether they were the seven heroes of the Ghost Tribe or Viper's seven avatars, the addition of Viper's reinforcements quickly began to overwhelm the Earth Spirit Tribe's forces.

If I left things as they were, the Earth Spirit Tribe would be annihilated. Viper might be a ridiculous fellow, but he was strong! And now seven of him were leading an army.

"Damn it!"

I used aerial stepping techniques to quickly cross the battlefield. I heard Ester and Uburka calling me from behind.

“Family Head!”

“Daddy, Family Head!”

“You two wait here. No, Chief Warrior Uburka! Maintain sound transmission with me and head up to that mountain peak!”

In an instant, the distance between me and the battlefield closed. Uburka sent his voice infused with aura to me, precise and refined enough for only me to hear.

『The mountaintop? Why suddenly?』

『There's something you need to do there. I’ll tell you when and what to do later, for now, just go to the mountaintop and wait!』

『Ugor. Father, no, the Family Head, appears to be having another strange idea...!』

Tat, tat!

I stepped through the air and surged into the heart of the battlefield.

If others could see me, there would be astonishment and admiration everywhere. But right now, I am no different from a ghost. Only [players] can recognize me.

And on this battlefield, apart from our family members, Viper was the only player.

“Nyahaha-!”

At the frontline, a warrior laughed cheerfully while swinging dual swords.

“So the Earth Spirit Tribe is the strongest in the world? All talk! Can't even catch one of me! Bring it on! I am one of the Ghost Tribe's seven heroes, the Sword Maiden! Come and die more!”

With red hair fluttering, the warrior crossed swords. Swish! The Earth Spirit Tribe warrior's head was easily sliced off by the crossing blades. The life I nurtured and cared for, my children, was taken.

“This...!”

I burst with rage and blocked the path of the red-haired warrior.

“What in the world are you doing!”

“Huh?”

The warrior, who had been smirking and strutting around the battlefield, widened her eyes.

Behind her, like the guardian spirit attached to me, was Viper’s fluid form, arms crossed.

“Oh. What's this? The King of Death? You’re finally here?”

Viper recognized me immediately.

Not particularly happy to see me. Of course, it had been a long time for me, but for Viper, it had been just a few days since our last encounter.

“Finally here? Now’s not the time for such relaxed talk! Why are you in the middle of the battlefield, swinging your sword!?”

“Hey, hey. Calm down. War can happen between tribes. I’m a god of the Ghost Tribe, so I can fight on their side. What's so serious about that?”

“That’s..."

I was about to explode with indignation. However, the battle didn’t pause for our conversation.

-Woahhhhh!

Seizing the opportunity of the Sword Maiden's sudden stop, a warrior from the Earth Spirit Tribe roared and lunged with a spear towards the Sword Maiden (Viper).

"Huh."

Of course, Viper wasn’t someone to fall for such a trick. Lifting one of the dual swords, Viper threw it at the Earth Spirit Tribe member. Thwack! The blade precisely lodged in the warrior’s forehead. The Earth Spirit Tribe member collapsed to the ground, bleeding.

And I saw red.

"Celestial Clan Master!!"

“Ah, really. It’s annoying. Hey! It’s not like I want to be in this war!? If you’re late, stay quiet like a latecomer!”

“Shut up and pull back your troops!”

“Ah why! This war was bound to happen! One side has to win overwhelmingly for less damage! And hey, the Ghost Tribe, Earth Spirit Tribe, whatever, are all mixed up now, how do you expect to retreat! Retreating now will only cause more deaths, idiot!”

Ptui.

The Sword Maiden spat and strode away. Pulling the sword from the corpse’s forehead, the Sword Maiden once again took a dual sword stance.

“We will settle this after it is over!”

Damn it.

Though infuriating, Viper's words had a point. To pull back the armies now, I had to create a situation to allow it.

So, I decided to do just that.

『Chief Warrior!』

I turned back and shot a telepathic message.

Across the battlefield, a mountain ridge loomed over the plains, and from its highest peak, Uburka caught my telepathy.

『Do you hear me!』

『Ugor. I hear the Family Head so clearly that I could hear you even if I fell into a pit of hell.』

『Chief Warrior, you’re the only one among us with a [physical body] in this world!』

Uburka laughed heartily, being originally from this world.

『That’s true, Ugor.』

『We need to stop the battle. You have to do it.』

『Starting or stopping a war, both are my specialties. But how?』

『Pull out the mountaintop!』

There was a brief silence.

Enhancing my vision with aura, I looked up and saw Uburka on the distant mountaintop, wearing a look of disbelief.

『Pull out the mountaintop? Are you sane?』

『Why. You can do it, can’t you!』

『Well, I could, but…』

『Pull out the mountaintop and slam it down in the middle of the battlefield! Aim for a part without soldiers! If such an absurd sight unfolds, the soldiers will be shocked and stop moving for a while!』

『Ugor.』

Uburka laughed.

『Is that the first order Father, now the Family Head, is giving his son, now the Chief Warrior?』

『That’s right!』

『Great.』

Uburka stood up.

『I worried that evolving from Father into the Family Head might make you a little dull, but that concern was pointless. Father has always been a lunatic, and whether Father is called the Family Head or a god, a lunatic will remain a lunatic!』

Rumble...

A thunderous sound echoed from afar. Uburka’s figure grew immensely, the aura contracting and amplifying, releasing a ferocious sound. However, ordinary soldiers didn’t understand the source of this noise.

“Ugor, looks like it might even rain on an already shitty day!”

“Stop that Sword Maiden or whatever! Woah! If we don’t, we’ll lose!”

The Earth Spirit Tribe soldiers rallied their ranks, shouting their battle cry.

Despite the seven Vipers disrupting the frontlines, the Earth Spirit Tribe didn't retreat easily. They were warriors. The children I, Kim Gong-Ja, raised with sweat and tears.

‘I’m proud of you, guys.’

I looked up at the mountaintop.

『Chief Warrior!』

『Ugor. I’m ready, Family Head.』

『Pull it out!』

At that moment, a tremendous noise, incomparable to before, shook the world.

The battlefield trembled slightly. The tall Ghost Tribe members and the large Earth Spirit Tribe warriors momentarily lost balance, looking confused.

A high-ranking Ghost Tribe commander shouted.

“Is, is it an earthquake!?”

“Stay in formation with your comrades! Don’t run! It’s just a small quake---."

Sorry, but it wasn't an earthquake.

This was not a natural disaster, but a man-made one.

Boom...!!

The sound of something breaking echoed. Then, a few keen-eared soldiers momentarily turned their heads away from the battlefield, looking up at the mountain range bordering the plains.

『Ugor.』

There stood a giant straight out of legend.

A few soldiers pointed at the mountaintop, mouths agape in shock. What was happening? Why such a reaction? Questions spread among the soldiers, and as they followed their gaze, heads turned upwards.

『It’s been a while since I’ve used aura like this.』

Giant Transformation.

A technique where a giant form is created with aura and controlled directly. Before meeting me and receiving my teachings, Uburka had dominated the Earth Spirit Tribe using such techniques.

Now, a spectacle once only known in legends unfolded in the midst of this battlefield.

“What the hell is that? What is that!?”

“Is that a fairy tribe’s illusion? Did the fairy tribe send reinforcements to the Earth Spirit Tribe...”

“Crazy. Hey, are we all seeing this right now? Huh?”

The soldiers trembled, unable to grasp the reality before them. Just moments ago, they were proud warriors fighting the enemy.

But now, faced with a sight beyond their comprehension, they quickly forgot their duties. They stepped back, uncharacteristically for soldiers, trembling in fear like warriors faced with a myth.

For in the presence of myth, every human is but a mortal.

No longer needing telepathy, Uburka opened his mouth wide and shouted gloriously.

“Behold, my Family Head.”

The mythical giant, Uburka, grinned.

“I am your Chief Warrior! The sharpest sword of all you possess, the greatest flag among those you raise! My name is Uburka! The Chief Warrior of the King of Death Family! The first among your vassals to execute your command!”

Uburka, having [pulled out] the mountaintop and carried it on his back,

[The Constellation 'The Muscle Pig Dreaming of Parricide' roars!]

He jumped from the peak and, just like that---- right there---- in the middle of the battlefield, slammed the mountaintop upside down into the ground.

Kaboooom!!

A thunderous roar erupted. To call it merely a roar would be a gross understatement. The world shook.

Uburka, with the mountaintop on his back, slammed it into the ground. He jumped from an impossible height, crossing the absurd distance, planting the impossible into the earth. Indeed, Uburka was an unbelievable warrior.

Thump! Boom... Rumble! Boom!

The mountaintop, born to split the sky, now tore the earth asunder. The battlefield split open. The mountaintop cracked upon impact, creating another loud burst.

Crack!

Dust and dirt enveloped the battlefield. Screams erupted from every direction. Ghost Tribe, Earth Spirit Tribe, regardless of tribe, soldiers were floored by the feat before them, dropping their shields and spears, trembling on the ground like caterpillars.

“Ugor.”

In the midst of the dust, Uburka sat cross-legged atop the inverted mountaintop, laughing heartily.

His level of Giant Transformation had decreased compared to before. But in this moment, when all humans were shrouded in dust clouds, only Uburka rose above the sea of dust, a clear answer to the question, 'Who is the madman in this area?'

“I am.”

Uburka spoke. The dust-covered mountaintop looked like an ancient, ruined temple pillar. Sitting atop this temple pillar, Uburka surveyed the ground below, soldiers trembling in fear.

“The 212th Chairman of the Fire River Council.”

Gasps of astonishment trickled in from here and there. Relishing in their shock, Uburka sniffed a couple of times and finally laughed, revealing his molars.

“And the Chief Warrior of the King of Death Family. I am Uburka.”

No one dared to question what this meant.

The privilege of questioning was reserved only for the strong, and there, no one existed who could dare to question Uburka.

“My Family Head desires a halt to the battle, and commanded me to stop it.”

Uburka surveyed the battlefield.

“If anyone has objections, come forward. I’ll deal with you.”

Silence then fell over the battlefield.

Occasionally, the unsplit ground would crack further, the mountaintop would split more, making creaking noises.

No living being dared to utter a sound.

"......Uh."

Only Viper, his twin swords dangling limply at his sides, made a sound. Wearing the Sword Maiden's face, he stared with his mouth hanging open in shock.

But not at Uburka, at me.

“King of Death, what kind of crazy bastard have you picked up…?”

The legendary great warrior, brought to life in several Blood Fire Dramas, a hero of myth beloved by young and old alike.

Young Earth Spirit Tribe members looked up at him, shouting.

“Woah, it’s Uburka!”

“Uburka! The greatest lunatic among our ancestors has appeared!”

Uburka snorted. Seemingly pleased by his distant descendants' ecstatic reactions.

He opened his mouth wide, inhaling the winter air in one breath, then exhaled.

Wooooooah!

The Lion's Roar.

From the torn jaw of the mountaintop, Uburka bared his chest, literally roaring out loud. The roar split the mountainside, sliced the sky, and finally swept over the battlefield.

“Hic, what’s this...!”

“My, my ears…”

Amplified by aura, the Lion's Roar swept over the battlefield without losing force, then beyond it and across the entire plain. Deer crouching in the brush to avoid the human battle bolted away in fright. Birds sleeping in the forest beat their wings and fled into the farthest reaches of the sky.

"......."

Eventually, the vast prairie was submerged in silence.

No sound of insects, no birds, not even the footfalls of wild animals. Everything that could flee had fled.

Only the soldiers, who missed their chance to escape, remained trembling.

“Ah well... I guess I’ll have to step in.”

The slim Ghost Tribe boy (Viper), adjusting his gloves, stepped forward.

“Wow! One of the 7 Heroes, the [Dark Swordsman]!”

“Believed in you, damn it…!”

The Ghost Tribe soldiers cheered.

Uburka sent a bewildered telepathy.

『Father, some lunatic is charging at me.』

『Take care of it. But don’t kill.』

『Ugor. Even without your word, I was already feeling uneasy about getting involved in kids' fights.』

The Dark Swordsman (Viper) was swift and agile. Unfortunately, he couldn’t charge at Uburka.

He was at the foot of the mountain, and Uburka on the mountaintop. Distance was the issue. Nonetheless, the Dark Swordsman (Viper) started climbing, yelling, “Hey, hey, wait!”

The problem was, the moment he set foot on the mountain path, Uburka flicked a pebble, breaking his leg.

Thud.

The Dark Swordsman (Viper) collapsed, unconscious.

“The Dark Swordsman...”

“How can this be…! The undefeated among the 7 Heroes…”

It was a living lesson for all.

First, whether he’s the real Uburka from history or not, he’s ridiculously strong.

Second, waging war against such a monster would be a bad idea unless someone's completely lost their mind.

The other members of the Seven Heroes, or rather, the other Vipers, appeared to take the lesson to heart.

Sword Maiden (Viper) frowned.

“Retreat, retreat! Let’s retreat and regroup, think of a way out. This is the will of all 7 Heroes.”

“Yes, yes…”