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Swordmaster’s Youngest Son Novel

Jin Runcandel is the youngest son of the greatest Swordmaster. After he gets himself kicked out of their clan, he meets a tragic fate…but before he dies, a God gives him a second chance. Now he must use his new power for good. Will Jin become the world’s strongest Swordmaster and live up to his greatest potential?

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CHAPTER 796

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[You guys... Ah, I almost forgot. So you are the ancient Plutonian Tribesmen that I sealed away just before falling asleep. Did the seal break when I woke up?]

Jin looked at the ancient Plutonian Tribesmen, who resembled Jin's brethren but exuded a completely different aura. The only difference between them and his brethren seemed to be the color of their illuminating hearts and thunderbolts.

'There are five of them... Their lightning energy color is red. It feels unfamiliar.'

The ancient Plutonian Tribesmen were also aware of Jin's presence. It was because they could sense a similar energy flowing from Jin, who appeared to be human.

"Well, it turned out like this. But hey, I was waiting for the moment when you created your avatar... I didn't expect you to have friends already."

The members of the ancient Plutonian tribe were confident that Ameris would create an avatar because they knew her original body couldn't leave this place. Since many years have passed, they were certain that Ameris would create an avatar to investigate the current situation.

"Moreover, that human emits a scent similar to ours. It's quite unpleasant... What is it? The remnants left by those Blue Plutonian Tribe bastards? Judging by the blue thunderbolts, he must be from the Blue Plutonian Tribe."

The term "Blue Plutonian Tribe" was the name the ancient Plutonian Tribe used to refer to their counterparts who were opposed to them. The Blue Plutonian Tribe and Red Plutonian Tribe, who were part of ancient Plutonian Tribe, called each other by those names, and they were in conflict over the death and resurrection of the sun god and want to become the sole owner of the name "Plutonian."

"Do I look like someone's remnants to you?"

"Well, even though those Blue Plutonian Tribe bastards were inferior, they weren't foolish enough to leave behind human remnants. Then let me ask you one thing, an insignificant human. How did you obtain that power...?"

Bzzz!

Suddenly, five streaks of blue lightning struck the Red Plutonian Tribesmen. They immediately reacted and blocked the lightning, but they all blinked in astonishment.

The Red Plutonian Tribesmen were deeply shocked that a human had boldly launched a preemptive strike in front of them. It was something that could never have happened in the world before they were sealed.

Above all else, the members of the Red Plutonian tribe felt a shock as if their arms were completely severed when they blocked the lightning.

"Ask me again, do I still look like an insignificant human to you?"

The Red Plutonian Tribesman, who had been speaking arrogantly, closed his mouth and suppressed his bewildered expressions.

"I guess not. The current Plutonian Tribe consists of thirteen battle kings and one battle god."

"It seems that the system centered around the battle god and battle kings has been maintained. Is that number based on the Blue Plutonian Tribe's standards?"

The figure standing in the center of the Red Plutonian Tribesmen spoke. He had the calmest gaze among them and was the leader of the group. As soon as he opened his mouth, the atmosphere of the other Red Plutonian Tribe's members, who seemed ready to speak immediately, subsided.

In Jin's eyes, he was the only one among the five who directly faced reality.

"It's not the Blue Plutonian Tribe, it's the Plutonian Tribe. There are no Plutonian who use red thunderbolts. There is no record of them. It seems you were in conflict with the ancestors of my brethren in the past. As you can see, the Plutonian Tribe is still the only one, and the sun god you were trying to revive is still dead. In other words, you could be considered as defeated ghosts."

"We are not dead, so we are not ghosts. So, human of the Blue Plutonian Tribe, what is your hierarchy?"

"Thirteenth Battle King and the successor of the battle god."

"Impressive. There were many immortals in our time who favored the insignificant human race, including Ameris. They said that despite their lower level of civilization, humans had infinite potential. It seems their words were right. We perished, and you survived."

"I'm glad you're not too arrogant about your fallen state."

"However, now that we have awakened, the war begins again. From now on, we will gather our compatriots and reclaim the lost position. We still don't know who will be the final winner, don't we?"

"You have quite a presence. I'll remember your name before we fight."

"Shimat, the one without a clan. A first-class Battle King of the Red Plutonian Tribe."

When Shimat clearly acknowledged himself as a 'challenger' and answered, the other Red Plutonian Tribe members looked puzzled, alternating their gazes between him and Jin.

But soon, the Red Plutonian Tribe members had no choice but to introduce themselves like Shimat. Since Shimat acknowledged the opponent as stronger, it was only natural.

"...Makiram Jung. Jung Clan's warrior, second-class Battle king of the Red Plutonian Tribe."

"Manta Hon. Hon Clan's warrior, second-class Battle king of the Red Plutonian Tribe."

"Andolin Hon. Hon Clan's warrior, second-class Battle king of the Red Plutonian Tribe."

"Ozen Kam. Kam Clan's warrior, second-class Battle king of the Red Plutonian Tribe!"

"I will remember your names. I am Jin Runcandel, as I mentioned earlier, I am the 13th battle king of Plutonian Tribe and Runcandel's young patriarch. From now on, come at me with all your might. You can use dirty tricks by targeting Ms. Ameris or my companions—it doesn't matter. However, each time you do, my mercy will wane."

Jin gestured to Hedo, indicating that he should protect Ameris and their comrades.

"We will wait outside, Jin."

"Honey, just kill them all."

"Don't get hurt."

[It seems those guys have also weakened significantly due to the seal's aftermath. You have no luck, encountering this child as soon as you come out. If only you had continued hiding, you could have enjoyed the surface a little longer.]

While Hedo and others prepared to climb the cliff of the pit, not a single attack occurred between Jin and the Red Plutonian Tribe.

It was due to Shimat's caution. He had read Jin's energy while talking to him and concluded that their current state was far beyond to handle Jin.

'Even if I and my compatriots had our full strength before being sealed, he was quite formidable... No, he might have been someone we couldn't have dealt with on our own.'

Jin looked directly through their thoughts and smiled.

Then, in an instant, he disappeared from the sight of the Red Plutonian Tribe and struck Sigmund like a whip.

"Ugh!"

"When I offered you a chance to surrender, it doesn't mean you should just stay still because it's difficult to calculate the gap between us. If it were my brethren, even if they were the weakest non-combatant, they wouldn't bow their heads. If the opponent is stronger anyway, it is most honorable to fight and ultimately die."

Every time Sigmund fell onto the Red Plutonian Tribe, the entire sky reverberated with thunderous sounds. The Red Plutonian Tribe members frantically wielded their weapons, trying to block Jin's powerful strikes.

'...He summoned a sword from his bracelet, not the scabbard?'

Upon closer inspection, they all wore golden bracelets from which weapons were being summoned.

As a test, Jin shattered Andolin's sword with a strike of battle king's mystic sword technique, and Andolin immediately withdrew and summoned a new sword from his bracelet under the protection of his comrades.

'Is it an artifact? I should take one for myself.'

Despite their weakened state due to the seal, the Red Plutonian Tribe members displayed exceptional agility. Their coordination was perfect, as if they had always fought together, and individually, their skills reached a high level. From their red illuminating hearts, sharp and fierce thunderbolts flowed endlessly.

"In its prime, the Red Plutonian Tribe must have been worthy of its name. However, your hearts are not like those of my brethren. Your swordsmanship... it's calculated."

"Whether it's calculated or not, only the stronger one has value. When the shouts of the Red Plutonian echo throughout the world again, you will have no choice but to do the math. 13th Battle King of the Blue Plutonian tribe."

Zap!

The first one to lose a limb was Makiram. Jin took his life with 9th Sword technique, annihilation, before he took cover.

"Makiram!"

At Makiram's death, Manta seemed to lose his sanity and threw himself toward Makiram's body.

'Even if you fight more coldly, it is not enough.''

Although it felt uncomfortable, Jin struck Manta, who had exposed himself to the attack.

"Ugh...!"

Despite their weakened state, the Red Plutonian Tribe members were by no means weak. It only seemed so because Jin was pouring all his power into confronting them.

'Since Makiram and Manta died, Shimat's movements have become overly simple. He seems to be trying to pull some tricks. Manta's actions were also unnatural, as if he knew it was his turn to die after Makiram. To exploit the lives of their comrades as tools...'

There was a high probability of self-destruction or escape.

Judging by this, Jin glared at Shimat.

"Shimat. What are you preparing for, even discarding Makiram and Manta? You call yourselves compatriots rather than brethren, because you lack a sense of camaraderie. Or is the class gap so extreme? It's blatant how they throw their lives away as if it's their turn to do so."

Jin's voice was filled with anger.

The Red Plutonian Tribe undoubtedly had the same roots as the Plutonian tribe but such actions were unimaginable for the Laprarosa brethren.

"Whatever it is, I hope there is some value to your unpleasant behavior. Even the fact that you share the same roots with me is becoming repulsive."

Shimat's pupils dilated. He didn't think Jin would realize that the deaths of Makiram and Manta were intentional. They hadn't exchanged a single glance to plan the operation.

The sacrifice of the two was a predetermined agreement dating back to the time they roamed the battlefield together in ancient times.

Zwoong!

As Jin executed 9th Battle king's mystic technique, Punishment, he shattered the Red Plutonian members' protective shields and closed the distance. The shields showed no signs of recovery from the force of punishment and continuously shattered.

"Kaaak...!"

Among the remaining Red Plutonian members, Ozen, who had the lowest combat power, couldn't withstand the shockwave and blood poured from every hole on his face. Shimat and Andolin blocked the way in front of him.

"13th Battle King of Blue Plutonian tribe, you said that it is honorable to die in a fight against a stronger opponent. But true honor is surviving and achieving victory by any means necessary."

As soon as he heard those words, Jin narrowed his eyes with annoyance.

'Indeed, they're planning to escape. I didn't go all out and completely overwhelm them to leave a few alive to gather information. Can they teleport or something?'

When the opponent makes such remarks, it means they have already finished their preparations for escape.

Without further thought, Jin intended to detonate his thunderbolts and turn them into ashes in an instant. It would be better to kill them rather than not obtaining any information.

But as Jin anticipated, Shimat was already prepared. He had sacrificed Makiram and Manta for this moment.

Sigmund swung his blade at the remaining Red Plutonian tribe members.

However, as if it were an illusion, there was no sensation of flesh and bone getting slashed by the blade. The remaining Red Plutonian tribe members were rapidly becoming transparent, disappearing like an afterimage.

"Tell your brethren that Red Plutonian has returned. Ameris' fate will also come to an end this time."

Even in the midst of becoming transparent, Shimat warned Jin with eyes filled with resentment.

Looking towards the corpses of Makiram and Manta, their red illuminating hearts were burning like fire. The remaining Red Plutonian tribe members had seemingly performed dark magic, using the illuminating hearts as sacrifices.

"You have lost my mercy by showing such despicable behavior. When we meet again, you will regret not dying today, so hide well and try to stay alive."

Jin also warned them before Shimat and the remaining Red Plutonian tribe members completely disappeared and became transparent.

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