Survival Story of a Sword King in a Fantasy World

1. Survive in Hell (2)

The monster howled on a desolate land.

“Gaaaaargghhh!”

It was indeed a huge monster. It measured more than 20 meters from head to tail, and its fuselage was only as big as a bus. Its body was a mixture of thick fur and scales with a huge coat of wings on its back. Eight horns sprouted on the wolf’s head attached to the top of its long neck, and lightning struck through it.

Buzz. Buzz

The guidelines revealed the beast’s identity, which would be believed to be a legendary dragon if it had the head of a lizard.

[Race: Demon Dog Lv. 3]

A man stood before the beast.

He was a sturdy man with dark black hair and dark eyes.

Wearing only shorts made of animal fur, well-developed muscles were clearly visible all over his body. He looked so well trained so that no fat remained on his body. His body was like a carved and chiseled statue. It was as clear and solid as a statue.

Ryu Han-bin, a man who looked like a hero in Greek mythology, lit his eyes.

Then, pointing at the great sword in his hand, he yelled at the monster.

“Come here!”

* * *

The monster opened its mouth and vomited flames.

“GROOOOOAAARRGHHH!”

Red flames burned and melted the earth beneath. A flame powerful enough to change even the terrain quickly covered a range of tens of meters.

Ryu Han-bin remained cool. He easily ran, avoiding the flames. There was no sign of fear. Even the monster’s powerful enough to change his surroundings were just a normal routine for him now.

In fact, the sharp, strange rocks that once covered the rocky mountain were worn down into round rocks after countless battles and terrain changing magic. It was artificially weathering.

But that didn’t mean that he could let his guard down.

Because the Demon Dog always got stronger in line with Ryu Han-bin’s growth.

“Focus, focus!”

The monster turned its head towards Ryu Han-bin, who had escaped the breath of flame. The beast’s eight horns were shining, and all kinds of light, flames, and lightning flashed out.

“It’s magic!”

Ryu Han-bin was nervous. Magical storms from all directions cannot be avoided with quick feet.

“The solution is head-on!”

As he struck the great sword, he burst into the spirit. A huge black blade dug through the ground and raised the rocks. The soaring rocks and shield of earth blocked the magic. A binge rang out.

Dum! Dum! Dum!

Ryu Han-Bin rushed back in the gap. With his long black sword, he jumped on the left side of the monster, running dozens of meters away at once. And charged into a furious attack!

-Horizontal Cut!

The monster’s side was split open, and blood was spilled.

Boom!

While in pain, the beast responded quickly. Soon a white light wrapped around the monster’s wound. The wound healed. It was the light of healing.

Well, it was expected.

As he pulled out his fighting spirit, Ryu Han-bin fixed his stance.

“I hit enough.”

A black greatsword which was measuring almost 2 meters, including the handle. It was a handmade product he made himself. All of the items that were initially provided have been worn out. So, he used Demon Dog skin as his clothes and made a sword using its leg bones.

As the size of the Demon Dog grew larger, the leg bones he received were also growing. The durability and strength were also getting higher and almost as high as steel. He sharpened it like crazy and shaped it into a sword.

Fortunately, Ryu Han-bin’s physical abilities also rose tremendously, and he managed to grind it.

Holding such a precious sword, Ryu Han-bin moved again.

“Come again!”

Step by step, he rushes a few meters and charges at a terrifying speed. It was already a pattern of movement that transcends human limitations.

“Whoosh!”

The monster struck its front paws one after another, aiming at the approaching Ryu Han-bin.

He stamped his feet and jumped to avoid the offensive. By jumping in place, he flew more than 10 meters, reaching eye level with the monster.

Next, he stretched out his sword and drew a large cut diagonally.

“Die!”

It was not a possessed skill, but it had enough control and dealt a sharp blow.

It was Ryu Han-bin’s own sword skill.

Closely, the monster turned his head and avoided the crushing blow. And its mouth was about to open and bite!

As if waiting for it to do so, Ryu Han-bin turned and kicked.

Smack!

The beast, who was only paying attention to the great sword, was kicked on its nose and screamed violently.

“GRAAAAOOOW!”

This was his strategy from the beginning.

While deliberately pretending to be grandiose, he actually launched a light attack so that he could easily straighten his posture on the battlefield.

Ryu Han-bin started to launch his real attacks after the opponent was shaken. A continuous flurry of diagonal cuts hit the monster’s neck and horns at the same time.

Although not cut open, the scales were split, and more than half of the blade was embedded in the horns.

A series of blows threw the monster into confusion.

“Garrgh! Gaaaaaaarggh!”

This technique of deliberately showing a loophole, then hitting a check, and then landing a fatal attack was one of Ryu Han-bin’s winning strategies.

All that’s left was the finishing move.

“Kaaaaargh!”

As he burst into a murderous spirit, he blew himself away. He kicks the ground at a tremendous angle, became a flashing meteor, and aimed for the monster’s heart.

“It’s over!”

He cut off the heavy torso with a horizontal cut and split the large head with a vertical cut. A huge cross of blood and sinew engraved with an arch, an island-like stab pierced its center. It all happened at the same time, without a moment of delay in between.

“Cross impact!”

That giant beast, spilling blood like a fountain, slowly collapsed as his body died.

“Grrrr… …”

“Triple cross-impact.”

It was the strongest blow Ryu Han-bin had learned over the past 20 years of living and fighting in this hell. Of course, cross-impact was not a new skill, but he just gave it his own name.

Ryu Han-bin landed on the ground, leaving the fallen monster behind.

Then he smiled with satisfaction.

“Today, I survive again.”

* * *

As always, a message popped up.

[Lv. 3 Fighting Demon Dog. Obtaining 42 EXP.]

[Current EXP: 535/530]

[The required experience has been reached. Level up]

[Strength +2, Stamina +2, Recovery +1, Defense +2]

He had reached level 4.

As always, he went up to level 4 very easily.

Ryu Han-bin habitually checked his status window.

[Ryu Han-bin: Prosecutor Lv. 4]

[Possessed Skills: Stab, Horizontal Cut, Vertical Cut]

[Strength 25(+1,364), Strength 21(+1,364), Recovery 15(+682), Defense 16(+1,364), Vision 6(+341), Reflexes 8(+341), Speed 9(+341)]

The additional stats were up to an odd number.

“Even though it’s only level 4,”

Ryu Han-bin laughed incessantly. How long did he have to live like this? He didn’t know how long he had been trapped here. He became depressed for a moment, but he soon recovered his smile.

“I can go out someday, I guess.”

Was it the so-called nirvana state in Buddhism? Had he reached enlightenment? Or was it that he couldn’t just be aware, and in fact, had his mind deteriorated? Well, it didn’t matter which one it was.

“Yes, I can go out someday.”

He firmly believed that the day would surely come, and he only lived to reach that day.

* * *

Brilliant light.

A voice resonates in the sacred transcendental light.

-Huh? What is this?

It was a frivolous voice that did not match the sacredness of the light at all.

-Selha Latna Dimension, 22 years of operation? Why is it still running?

Parallel world, Selha Latna.

It usually took less than half a year for the right person sent here to escape from a parallel world, at the most within a year.

All the bad guys died initially, and the guys who were good enough got to level 20 in a year, even if they can’t.

-A parallel world would be automatically terminated when all the suitors have left, right?

The owner of the voice was confused and looked at the situation.

And soon, he noticed the reason.

-Eek! What is this guy?

A Level 4 suitor was still staying in a novice area.

-It can’t happen?

If the suitor was weak, he would have been killed by a Demon Dog and finished early.

If the suitor were strong, he would have already left the novice area.

If he had lived in hiding from battle, he would have starved to death because he could not get food, and if he had a weak spirit, he would have committed suicide.

He purposely put a suicide option to pick them out.

Anyway, there was no way to last 22 years in a novice area.

-What is this…

Unbelievable, the voice looked at more detailed information.

[Ryu Hanbin: Prosecutor Lv. 4]

[Possessed skills: Stab, Horizontal Cut, Vertical Cut]

[Strength 25, Stamina 21, Recovery 15, Defense 16,Vision 6, Reflexes 8, Speed 9]

He had forgotten it because it was in the past, but now he remembered.

-The guy with an error at that time? Is he still alive?

Due to an error in the guidelines, this guy continued to gain 40,000 levels from Level 1. The situation that he ignored because it was annoying, had now caught his foot.

-Uh, what to do, this is…

The fourth parallel world Loha Latna, which succeeded Selha Latna, had also been terminated, and the fifth world was in operation.

It was not usually a big deal if it was revealed here that Selha Latna was still maintained.

-If he knows about this… …

However, he couldn’t really do anything about that suitor.

Because every suitor left his hand when he implanted the guidelines and transferred them to the dimension.

The owner of the trembling voice finally found a shortcut.

-Ok, let’s end it like this.

Forced termination of dimension automatically moved the suitor to the Latna Continent.

First of all, the immediate problem was to be hidden.

-It might be a problem for this guy to go to the Latna continent, but…

He was a Level 4 suitor at best…

His skills and stats were also weak.

-He will die soon, right?

Even those who have reached level 20 would die when they went to that world. However, there was no way a suitor who had not grown properly could survive in Selha Latna for 22 years.

-I have to erase all the related information before being found.

All records about Ryu Han-bin have disappeared.

The dual information of the status, the ‘additional stats’ that the voice owner would have noticed if he had looked closely, was likewise erased from the record.

All the preparations were complete.

-Selha Latna dimension ends.

An impatient voice echoed in the light.

-Applicant number 398, dimensional transfer started.

* * *

It was when he was cutting meat from a Demon Dog that had been defeated as usual. Suddenly, a message came up from the guideline that he had never seen before.

[Selha Latna dimension has ended.]

“Huh?”

Ryu Han-bin’s eyes fluttered. He did not understand what it meant at the moment. Whether it was understandable or not, the guidelines kept spouting messages.

[Enforcing the dimensional shift of the suitor.]

Immediately, a pillar of light fell from the sky. Ryu Han-bin screamed joyously in the light.

“Wow! what? What is this!”

After a while, Ryu Han-bin no longer existed in Selha Latna.

It was exactly 22 years, 5 months, and 13 days after being trapped in this world.