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RED: Swordsman in the Apocalypse

In a post-apocalyptic Earth, devastated by an invasion of Elder Gods through Dimensional Rifts seventy years ago, humanity is on the brink of extinction. The invasion caused massive land shifts, destroying continents and contaminating the atmosphere with radiation and pestilence. Survivors now live in domed cities called Fortresses, protected from the horrors outside. To fight back, humans developed the Knight Program, harnessing a mysterious energy source that emerged during the First Invasion. This program produces super-powered soldiers, known as Knights, who are humanity's last hope against the Elder Gods. *** .Enter Huey Blade, the last heir of a ruined sword family and a returnee swordsman in a post-apocalyptic Earth. Insensitive, narcissistic, and possibly sociopathic, Huey was transmigrated to a world of Red and Decay, struggling every second to survive. After decades, Huey finally returns home, only to find Earth devastated and his family long gone. Now, as a not-so-human swordsman, he must navigate this fallen world, as a Swordsman in the apocalypse, and humanity's public enemy number two! ... "What?! No call of duty?!" ... Other name: Returnee Swordsman in the Apocalypse ––STONE GOALS–– 50 Golden Tickets = One extra chapter 100 power stones = One Extra Chapter 100 Golden Tickets = Two Extra Chapters 200 power stones = Two Extra Chapters ––STONE GOALS–– NOTE, 50 Golden tickets are also equivalent to 100 powerstones. but if there's 50 tickets, and 100 powerstones at the same time, then there'll be two extra chapters regardless to keep up with the goal. So for every 50 tickets or 100 powerstones, there'll be one extra chapter. For now. this may be revised later in the future as things progress.

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Chapter 103: Let Them Come

'Ah...why does this always happen?' Lyra had a particular languid thought resonate repeatedly insisted her head.

She felt the cold steel, yet translucent blade pulse and twitch inside of her.

The pain was sharp and sudden at the beginning, but now Lyra just felt languid and motionless.

It happened again.

She let her guard down, and the ones to attempt for her life again were fellow humans. The first time was over a month ago.

But, at least then, Lyra could have at least been justified as unlucky. She was weak and frail. And in the face of Knights with powerful bodies and pulsing cores, Lyra was like a puny human before a natural disaster.

Then there was absolutely nothing she could do than dance into the palm of their hands, and to the tune they played.

But.

'It should be different now.'

It should have been different.

Wasn't she stronger now?

Lyra had changed, she believed so.

She had a core.