Martial Arts Returnee's Game Broadcast-Chapter 408: The Burden of a Martial Artist

 The viewers were thrown into chaos.

Is this why the Wanderer Merchant disappears halfway through?Whoa, whoa, whoa!The Destroyer is the Wanderer Merchant?? Is this real???"Wanderer" Merchant = "Wanderer" BossIs this Dark Evolution real?Is it you again, the source of all evil, the Great Demon?Oh no, the Wanderer Merchant can’t be this guy!

The latter half of the Half-Demon Valley. The two Wanderer Bosses, who drive players into terror. Their true identities were revealed to be the Wanderer Merchant and her younger brother!

If the Wanderer Merchant dies, who will call me "Ingan" from now on?Who will change the worthless sandpile back into a soul?Silent Swordsman!! You’re not planning to turn the Wanderer Merchant into a ‘Human-faced Demon’, right?!

Rising trauma. The fear of loss. They weren’t the only ones caught in fear.

‘Losing Eve was already a painful parting. Even if it wasn’t a deep relationship, I don’t want to experience losing someone again.’

The problem was with the opponent. The Wanderer Merchant. Blinded by revenge, she had already fused with the skull of the True Blood Tracker.

[Hidden Wanderer Boss Appears]

The boss fight began.

 [Player mode]

I don’t want to fight. However, the Wanderer Merchant, now the Destroyer, swung her claws toward the Silent Swordsman without hesitation.

Grrrrr!

“Wanderer Merchant! Stop this futile fight now!” “Step back, Dutta. Our voices won’t reach her now!”

The Porter grabbed Dutta and hid him behind a crumbling wall as sharp thorns narrowly brushed over their heads.

The power of the monster was overwhelming. The form was that of a skull, but the power within it, the legacy of the True Blood Tracker, wielded control over countless vengeful spirits like servants of the Pillar of Ascension, who had been sacrificed and died. Now, this place was filled with the many spirits released from the Stalker’s body. The Pillar of Ascension was destroyed. Even though the Stalker died. The spirits didn’t realize they were free, still trapped by the world of the living, like when they had been imprisoned for so long. The betrayed and dead half-demons and demons, full of resentment, constantly poured their power into the Wanderer Merchant. Power, form, legacy. They were now a collective of the dead, far more ruthless than the Stalker, who had been a collective of the living.

‘Still, the advantage is with me.’

Even though dozens of legacies added power and reinforced their might, the newly acquired right arm did not break.

<Legacy - Mighty Right Arm>

The right arm of mighty strength, capable of breaking even swords, was carrying the will of the Fallen Demon Legion that had risen from defeat. The Silent Swordsman’s sword does not bend or retreat.

 [Story mode]

The Silent Swordsman overwhelmed the phase with immense damage. Beyond the forced cutscene, the Wanderer Merchant’s goblin sack opened wide. Crash!

Debris soared into the air. Countless heaps of souls. The embedded in objects and souls was sucked into her body. Endlessly rising white light.

Destroyer Lv225 Destroyer Lv293 Destroyer Lv427

Any player would recognize it. The identity of the souls. They were .

[Everyone... move back.] [You can’t take anything more from me.] [No one can deceive me.] [Anyone who interferes will die.] [Ingan, even you are no exception!!]

The Destroyer, covered in blue-green transformation, charged.

 [Player mode]

The viewers were horrified.

Whoa, how much is all this worth?The experience is insane.Why is the level-up so fast?There must be a legacy that increases experience efficiency.Considering those spirits alone, it must exceed thousands, so there’s definitely a legacy related to experience.

If it were obtained through direct hunting, it would take many turns, many fields. It was an enormous level that no ordinary player could catch up to, even if they tried stalling and using every turn possible.

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The level-up phase. Even if the spirits attacking her were cut down with a massacre sword, it was useless. The next moment, with the level-up effect, the wounds healed, and the spirits grew stronger.

‘The accumulated karma is not just yours.’

The blood discarded by those who became spirits after abandoning their bodies. The blood that lost its master rippled like a magnetic field, following the Silent Swordsman’s Crimson Three Thousand Heart Technique.

The technique of spraying a horizontal arc of rising blood drops. The dense rain of blood drops, moving at the speed of bullets, tore through the spirit’s body. Even if they regenerate, it doesn’t matter. Even if they grow stronger from the power of karma, ignore it. Faster, more mercilessly, destroy it.

 [Story mode]

The phase shifted in the blink of an eye. Both the Wanderer Merchant and the Silent Swordsman knew. That this shallow move wouldn’t settle the battle. The real one is behind this. The goblin’s magical sack. The priceless treasures flowing from it. In addition, one more thing. The monster among monsters, discovered by the White Ghost of the Garbage Heap, was displaying tremendous power even with only a part of its force. The legacy of the Demon King. The remnants of the Demon King left behind in the inheritance were now intertwined with the Destroyer’s body and devoured all other monsters.

Oh, it’s getting familiar.No wonder it’s so different. It was made by devouring the Demon King’s relics.Full-form Destroyer mode.My chest is swelling up.Three-stage evolution Destroyer vs Three-stage evolution Demon King Swordsman.Save the Wanderer Merchant! Save the Wanderer Merchant! Save the Wanderer Merchant!Please stop fighting! Please stop fighting! Please stop fighting!

Amid the desperate cries, the Silent Swordsman’s sword grew heavy. Who would want to fight? She didn’t want this futile battle either.

[Ingan. Do you remember?] [The treasure that slept in the Garbage Heap.] [That one. Actually, I’ve already found it a long time ago.]

Even with her level, enhanced to the maximum. Even with countless monsters lending their strength. The power of the Demon King’s relic was too much to handle, and the spirits cried out in anguish.

[It’s too expensive to sell to others, and too scary to use myself.] [Who would have thought I’d use this troublesome relic directly?] [It’s probably the result of some terrible bad luck.] [The same will happen from now on.] [Let’s just think of it that way.] [We were both just unlucky.]

The experience points accumulated to the maximum. The weight of the souls, pressed down as if to crush them, was visibly shrinking in real time.

 [Player mode]

The Porter cried out.

“That monster is draining the spirits of the dead in real-time to fuel itself! We just have to endure!!”

[The monster <Demon King’s Legacy> is activated.] [Destroyer °• N 𝑜 v 𝑒 l i g h t •° Lv777] [Destroyer Lv765] [Destroyer Lv731]

The speed that had risen earlier now sharply decreased. The total amount of souls being consumed by the spirits was dropping. In return, the counter-effect power rose, the red moon appeared, and the world was stained in blood.

<Legacy - Red Moon's Bloodlight, Demon of Hell>

A meteor, slowly descending toward the earth, shaped like the moon. As the disaster approached, the ground screamed. The plants were crushed, and the air grew hot. A sense of blood draining forced fear upon them. No matter how great the demon, few could survive being struck by a meteor. So, if it’s cut, it’s all over.

‘You may make the wrong choice.’ ‘I don’t always think I’m right.’

She was human too. Sometimes, mistakes could be made. But the reason she could keep moving forward. It was because her sword never stopped.

[Destroyer Lv555]

The spirits scattered into dust, spread out like stairs in the air, and followed by the huge meteor accelerating. A sword slashing through the sky, piercing the meteor, creating a tidal wave. More meteors, like a shower, rained down, crashing toward the Silent Swordsman.

[Destroyer Lv333]

Only the remnants of the meteor shower, now fragmented, were burning, and craters were forming as the fields were devastated. The spirits, denied existence, destroyed themselves, creating disasters one after another.

[Destroyer Lv111]

Crackling.

Beyond the meteor shower, the rising sun. The overwhelming mass, with the heat rising in a mirage. The plants burned, and the heat enveloped the body.

‘It’s just sadness.’ ‘I always end things this way.’ ‘The martial artist’s fate, washing blood with blood.’

[Destroyer Lv005]

And so, she wished even more desperately. That she could live a different life this time. Not as the martial artist who lost so much with the right arm, but as the Silent Swordsman of the half-demon valley. She wanted to live a different life. Does she not truly deserve that?

<The Ultimate - Healing Sword>

If she isn’t worthy. Then she would carve her fate with this hand.

[BREAK OUT!] [The connection between the monster <Demon King’s Legacy> and the Wanderer Merchant is forcibly severed.]

[The spirits are annihilated.] [The form of the Destroyer collapses.] [The Wanderer Merchant loses her boss form.]

The thread of causality. The burden of karma. The power source of the Demon King’s relic was severed, and the giant sun that would destroy the world also faded away. Even if she burned herself alive, the vengeance to destroy the world. All the disasters' forewarnings faded beyond the small flicker in the red sky.

[The Wanderer Boss’s combat mode has been forcibly deactivated.] [The boss battle is stopped.]