The Ultimate Support Character

Chapter 567 One Strike

The tailed barbarian was surprised. However, it wasn't to the point that he failed to react. Before I could reach his position, his Domain that seemingly brought drought into the surrounding air slowed me down even if just by a millisecond.

Using that window of opportunity, my opponent twisted his body a bit to the side and raised his arm to block the impending Sword Skill.

Looking at how confident he was as though nothing could topple him, Momo and I couldn't help but sneer inwardly. Dodging the Sword Strike and catching it with his bare hands was nothing short of useless. Even if he recognized me as a Sword Master, the tailed buffoon still underestimated me because of the aura of a Rank 2 Transcendent in me. He believed that with the difference in UPL, he was still going to come out on top.

Too bad for him, my UPL alone could beat him, what more his skills? The only thing I should be wary of was the difference in stored Source Energy in our bodies. But well, that's already negligible considering I was always fighting someone above my rank. As long as our gap wasn't as huge as when Remilia dealt with me during my first day in the Dark World, I could overcome this situation. Besides, I'm someone who seldom fights a losing battle.

"Momo, can you cleave him in two?"

"Yes, master! I'm sharper than any sword you will acquire!"

This little sword… she's still worried that I'm going to use another sword, huh? Well, if that former sword of mine drifted back into my hands, I'll try my best to have them get along.

But thinking about it, that one was also a jealous girl even if she's a sword… Every time I would pick up a sword or any type of weapon, even without the intent of wielding them, that Weaponsoul would go berserk and snap those weapons in half. To appease me after her outrage, she would be very obedient the next moment as though what she did was an illusion.

Right, in other words, that sword possessed the trait of a yandere – only when it comes to weapons though. It's not a living being so there was no reason for it to be jealous of my Companions.

Anyway, enough about that.

With that very confident answer, the ordinary-looking Willful Sword suddenly vibrated and emitted an overwhelming pressure, enough to make the whole area shake from it.

The Dominating Strike being the first Sword Skill I created, it only contained one intent; Heavy. Yet, even if it's that simple, it's the one strike to dominate my opponent.

Compared to when I first used the Sword Skill against Julian from the World of Meta, the Dominating Strike this time around had transformed into a terrifying attack that could make everyone's heart race in terror.

Even if it hadn't reached the tailed barbarian yet, those locked in combat or those who were just gearing up to face up against my Companions stopped in place.

They appeared frozen in fear as they watched the spectacular sight of the blue Swordforce becoming akin to a bright sun, illuminating this inferno world.

I still had no idea what kind of abilities this tailed barbarian possessed but considering his appearance and Source Energy signature, I would expect him to excel in physical reinforcement as someone from a Physique-type World. He would probably have the toughest skin that could be comparable to that Thorny Queen of the Rank 3 Transcendent Nysia was facing.

Nevertheless, whatever ability he unleashed, I was 100% certain that it would be unable to stop my attack.

"Useless! As a Serpent Sentinel this much—Eh?!"

Yep. I should be amazed that he was still about to boast despite his situation but as soon as he realized that he had no time to do that anymore, his unusual pupils dilated as his whole body tensed up.

In a split second before the light of my sword hit him, a desperate look appeared on his face as his body suddenly grew in size.

Not the same as those from the Gigant World that I encountered at the Dimensional Defense back in the Dark World. Instead, it's something close to a full-body gigantification.

His whole body got magnified to stand as tall as Nysia's Sanguine Aegis.

Ah. No. He went bigger than that. It's probably correct to say that he became a Titan.

Furthermore, with how quick that dispersion of Source Energy activated his ability, I was convinced that his position was well-deserved. He backed it up with this kind of skill.

Unfortunately for him, he met me.

BOOM!

As the Dominating Strike smashed down against the gigantified-tailed barbarian, a loud explosion ensued followed by the blinding blue light of the Swordforce.

It's as if a supernova has happened.

With how strong the light was, everyone who turned their attention in his direction covered their eyes.

When the intense light, smoke, and dust subsided, Momo's dejected voice whispered into my mind.

"I'm sorry, master, his body became too tough to cut through… I failed to cleave him in two."

Or so she said.

Indeed. She failed to completely bisect the tailed barbarian.

But one look at the sight in front of me, the Transcendents of the Overworld Serpent who was confident with that barbarian's strength all gasped in utter disbelief.

Why?

Because at that moment, the Titan had started to fall down from the sky.

With my Willful Sword remaining in my hands, the outcome of the Dominating Strike was fully revealed.

Even if it failed to hack my opponent in two, the barbarian's left shoulder was split in half that traveled down to his waist, his blood, guts, and bones spilling out of him.

And with his heart right inside the path that the Sword Skill took, his lifeforce had begun withering away…

Yes. He died in one strike.

"N-no, Popo! What the hell happened?! I cannot accept that!" One of the other two late Rank 3 Transcendents shouted in terror. It was the veiled woman, Olive, who uttered how boring this situation was earlier.

Her Source Energy exploded as she instantly blinked at the shrinking barbarian while chanting his name.

Too bad for her, even if he continued calling him over and over, that one was a fatal strike. It's the result of underestimating a Sword Master's prowess.

"You have no choice but to accept. He's dead. Now, are you going to be next?" Ignoring her grievance, I coldly addressed the woman and pointed the Willful Sword to her.

At this point, the other late Rank 3 Transcendent who's aiming for Yuko also stopped. His expression warped in an ugly fashion as he started his charge toward me.

Someone blocked his way though.

"That's as far as you can go." Irja wielding the shrunken Totem Pole started pooling in her Flux Energy to summon her Lesser Spirits and activate her Vibrant Spirit Transformation.

With her back turned to me, I heard her telepathic message, "Leave this guy to us, Daisuke. Don't worry, I won't be alone. We can kill him, right?"

As she said, someone else joined her, Sofiel with a holistic and radiant halo gracefully flapped her wings as she floated next to Irja.

"Darling, we'll deliver his head to you." The woman's playful voice also rang in my mind and with that, they didn't wait for my reply.

Even before the Rank 3 Transcendent woman could reply to my taunt, Irja and Sofiel worked in tandem to block the pervert's path.