Chapter 287: The Cursed Sword
The naga bio protector was taller than what Rein had imagined, standing about 17ft tall, and with the upper half of its body being humanoid, with a webbed crown splitting the top of its head. The naga protector was bluish in colour with blemishes on its face. Compared to the wolf, it was wearing a shoulder guard on its left shoulder with the belt strapped tight on the lower end of its waist and both of its hand were ard with dull gold bracelets and a large belt on its waist and it was holding a long magical staff.
With two guards likewise ard but with swords, dull large swords. The naga protector stared down at Rein as though he was expecting him to say sothing. anwhile Rein was still wrapped in the awkwardness of the wolf protector’s retreat.
"..." He wanted to talk but held back a little and sighed.
’How exactly do I get out of this situation, do I beg him to humbly let
in his treasure room or should I just strike first and end it.’ Reinard thought bringing out the sword he was given by the wolf protector and drawing it out of its scabbard right in front of the naga protector not caring at all.
"How dare you!!"
~SMACK!~
The naga protector shouted smacking his staff on he ground.
~GRRRIIISSHHK~
The ground vibrated and crumbles of stones fell around. But Rein and his crew were not shaken, especially Rein who swung his sword cyclonically.
"It’s hand and light, I like it"
"How dare yo–
~WHISH!!~
The left hand of the naga protector fell to the ground, Rein was shocked at the accuracy of the sword as he appeared behind the naga protector.
’I barely even swung it well, I definitely thought it was going to be shallow, but instead the hand fell off.’
[A Curse is placed on the user for every successful hit]
[The Curse of misfortune has been placed on you]
[You have resisted]
’What the hell? A cursing sword?!’ Rein irritatedly said in his head as he saw the nature of the sword.
The naga protector still screaming shouted.
"What are you morons doing?!! Kill him!!" He shouted while still bleeding profusely. The two nagas in front of Rein rushed at him, Rein raised the sword.
[Sword has activated sword-specific skill: Blazes]
[Blazes(S) lv.67: sends sword strikes masked in winds to target, deals a sixteen tis damage and deals a thirty two tis damage when activated consequently, with each damage doubling]
~SWOOSHHK~
The two nagas went down imdiately the wind blew past them, blood gushed out of the sword marl that laid slantly on each other as they fell to the ground.
[Two curses have been placed on the user for two successful hit]
[The Curse of laziness has been placed on you]
[You have resisted]
[The Curse of hunger has been placed on you]
[You have resisted]
’The sword is crazy’
[The Cursed sword has opened its mind eye]
The sword flew out of Rein’s hand, and swirled amidst the wind to finally reveal a dark boy looking like he’s in his teenage years, he had dark spots all over his skin and wore a large silky pants with no top on, his hair was brown and rough and his teeth was dirty.
"WHAT THE HELL BRO? THE HELL?!" The boy shouted.
Rein was quite surprised but wasn’t really shocked as he had learnt of Swords that can take a form after living long.
"I gave you all you want but why won’t you feed ?!"
’This is really not the ti to be arguing with a sword’ Rein said and disappeared before the eyes of the boy, he appeared in front of the naga protector gave the belly of the naga protector a supersonic punch that sent it flying and crashing continuously in and out of the cave walls surrounding them. He then faced the boy whose mouth had dropped.
"Did you do that with just bare hands or you are wearing an artifact?" The boy asked.
"Artifacts? I don’t use such things" Rein said walking closer to the sword boy.
"Wait wait wait wait wait-" the boy hurriedly stopped Rein, stretching his hands forward as a signal and readying his legs to run away should Rein still continued to move.
Rein stopped.
"Why are you coming closer to ?! Huh?"
"You are a good sword, I need you to defeat that naga"
The boy blushed, "Well thank you but you keep using
and not paying the price for it, don’t you know what I am?! How can you avoid paynt like that?"
"Instead of inflicting
with curses why don’t you just inflict the person you are hitting with curses." Rein said.
The sword boy was imdiately lost in thought.
"Well, you make so sense but it’s no fun that way, I was slted with curses and birthed from dissatisfaction..."
"Oh, I see... that’s why you hate anyone that wields you" Rein said touching his rough brown hair. The sword boy belated realized Rein was in front of him.
’When did he–’
He tried to run away but his legs didn’t move.
"What did you do to my legs?!"
[Your compassion towards the depraved has affected your dragon authority]
[Dragon authority has increased; 16.002% > 18.010%]
[Dragon authority has automatically activated]
[You are glancing into the past of the cursed sword]
Rein began to see how the sword was created in resentnt by a blacksmith god that hated the world. The cursed sword was forged from a mineral that thousands died upon, that alone gave the sword a nasty nature, engraved upon the swords were his resentnt to the world and he cursed the other gods who betrayed him upon every slting strike on the sword, till the sword was finished in agony and discarded as a failure, but over hundreds of years the sword began to grow, having eaten the soul of its wielders by the curses, it grew and gained a form after which it found itself in the labyrinth.
Rein for so reason was excited as the sword’s life flashed before his eyes.
[You have gained a sub class skill]
[Reminiscence(A)lv.1]
Rein crouched in front of the cursed sword who stood still in anger as he still could not move.
"I’ve seen it, your sufferings and afflictions before now. I’ve seen how heavy that burden has been for a child like you. Resentnt, hatred, disgust, revulsion, incongruity, all the death wishes you have carried for every soul that used you for their selfish desires, the bondage that you have been forced into. I will set you free, I see everything and I will give you a new life, I can’t promise you everything, but I can promise you two things. One, I will make all of it go away and two, I will make sure you have your revenge" Rein said to his face. He began to slowly sob till he let out a loud cry.
[You can give the cursed sword a na]
Rein touched the head of the sword boy,
"I will na you Rache which is the German word for vengeance, because you will be my sword and together with shall pay the gods for what they did to you and your master"
[The Cursed sword has been nad Rache]
[Your deitification has affected its nature]
[Rache is evolving]
Right before Rein’s eyes the sword boy began to float, wrapped by blue glowing light.
~CRASHK~
~CRASHK~
Rein turned back as he heard the sound of the walls crashing.
"Looks like he has recovered from that" Reinard said.
~CRASHK~
The naga protector broke out of the walls.
"How dare you, I’ll make you regret what you just did to , I’ll show you that you should never ss with a naga!!. Full Force Lightning!!!"
~KKKRRRGGHH~
~GRRRHHHIKKSSHH~
Lightning poured on Rein like rain but a purple coloured shield covered him, the shield began to crack as the lightning persisted.
"...this is really botherso... white dragon has no magical properties, it will only act as a conductor and make things worse. That one on the other hand..." Rein looked at Rache who was still wrapped amidst the glowing light.
"Ariel, use fifty of my Divinity stats point as the price, use the power of the skill; lord of creation to give
a skill that can counter this Lightning, I really don’t want to get electrocuted."
[Master...you are too wise, it’s a cheat]
[...]
[You have lost 50 Divinity points]
[You have gained a new active skill]
[Manifold Punch(SSS)lv.1]
?? Multiplies one punch by a thousand and repeatedly releases a thousand punch each ti you throw one punch.
?? Each punch deals 2300 damages.
?? 2,300,000 damages is dealt upon on successful punch throw.
??Damage dealt can increase in respect to your strength.
"Oh, not bad" Rein said tightening his fist as the shield he was in was fully cracking and the noise of the lightning continued to annoy his ear. He slid his left leg backwards and swung his tightened fist towards to the back to gather enough montum. As he was about to swing forward and punch into the lightning. The glowing light strikes through the lightning and supersonically dissipated the other hand of the naga that was holding the staff. The hand dissipated into thin air and the staff fell on the floor.
[Target has been inflicted with Curse of wound burn]
[Regeneration is hindered]
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