When I Tried Strengthening 【Rusted Sword】, It Evolved Into An Overpowered Magic Sword
Vol. 1 - Ch. 7 - Cursed Demon Sword

I found myself unable to pull my gaze away from my scared weapon. I had to blink a couple of more times to ascertain if the properties I was reading was correct: Name: Cursed Demon Sword; Rank: S; Level: unknown; Attack Power: 500; Benefit: Strength +500 Endurance +500 Agility +500 Magic +500 Vitality +500; Skill: [Sacred Weapon Synthesis]; Durability value: 500/500.

I couldn't believe it! Its attack power and benefits are all five-hundred, while I've known that the three hundred level is said to be incredible, this was unexpected. I've never seen a weapon this strong! 

To the best of my knowledge, and I don't think it is an exaggeration for me to say this, but this is the highest possible grade for a divine weapon.

Why did my 'Rusted Sword' turn into such a godlike weapon?

Why did the sword suddenly change its shape?

No, that's not important right now, what's more important is the strange pressure that seemed to be building inside me and gaining momentum. It was as if there was this sudden flood of force that coursed through my veins and I was aware how I never felt anything like this. It felt like adrenaline but something more powerful. I realized that I did not have to dwell on this anymore, there was no other explanation for this, it was the effects of the 'benefit' given by the sacred weapon.

Benefit... The mighty power that God gives to human beings.

I suddenly felt like I wasn't going to lose. I felt invincible!

"Ha!" I confidently charged forward and managed to break free from the locked positions our swords were in. Just moments ago, it seemed like no matter how hard I fought, the Majin wouldn't budge, but now it was easy to shove him back.

The Majin was pushed back by my sacred weapon, and caused it to lose its balance badly, "What?" It looked at me in disbelief. Then I saw an opening, I gritted my teeth and resolved that I won't miss that window of opportunity!

With the sacred weapon in my right hand, I swung it at the Majin's chest and slashed at it. The blade easily sliced through its 'magic armor' which my 'Rusted Sword' earlier could not even scratch.

"Agh!" The Majin screamed as fresh blood splattered in front of my eyes. The demon quickly backed away from me in pain.

Even though I injured it, I know it was just a shallow wound.

Despite this, it clutched at its wounded chest with its quivering hands and looked at me with eyes full of rage. It growled at me angrily, "Y, You bastard! You fucking scratched my damn body! I'll never forgive you! Never!"

I wonder if it treasured its magic armor, more than I thought it would. After all, it seemed to feel intense anger regarding its wound. 

It raised its black great-sword at me with all its might, as if it was letting its anger control it. The Majin was moving quickly towards me, and I could feel the power in its strides. I knew a normal person would have been overwhelmed by the sheer force of the blow that he inflicted on me as soon as I was within reach alone. Still, I wasn't and so I calmly flicked its great-sword with the sword I held in my right hand.

"Goddamniiiiit!" The Majin continued to swing his sacred weapon at me. Likewise, I repelled the Majin's assault.

The surrounding trees were rustling loudly due to the violent pressure in the air, its forceful waves against the forest winds were caused by the clashing of our sacred weapons.

"Hah... hah.... ha...!" I could see the Majin fighting seriously, and even though his attacks were relentless, it seemed rather pointless because I just kept evading all of them. He started to look like an aimless monster. 

Eventually, the Majin gasped for air and halted his movements.

It seemed to me that exhaustion also applies to Majins; that they get exhausted too. 

Truthfully, I found this fact a bit surprising.

Between pants, the Majin stared at me with angry eyes, "Damn it! You've suddenly gotten new powers! Then, I'll show you my sacred weapon's true strength!"

The Majin raised its black great-sword high in the air as if to show it to the whole world. Then it bellowed in a thick voice, "Enchantment Magic ---- Hellflare!"

As soon as it uttered those words, black flames emerged from its great-sword.

Even though I was standing from some distance, I could still feel the heat emanating from it.

It was indeed a powerful hellfire.

'So, that's what Enchantment Magic looks like huh...' I couldn't help but think that as I stared at its magnificent flames.

There are two categories of sacred weapons; an 'Armaments System' sacred weapon and a 'Catalysts System' sacred weapon.

The 'Armaments System' sacred weapons are the kind of sacred weapons that have their own attack power and can directly attack monsters. On the other hand, a 'Catalyst System' sacred weapon is a sacred weapon that has no offensive power in itself but can create supernatural phenomena called 'Magic'. Therefore, people who have 'Catalyst System' sacred weapons are sometimes called 'Wizards' or 'Magicians' by the general public.

In terms of a battle, it's not all about which weapon is more superior, because it was common knowledge that how good it is changes with the situation.

However, in addition to its attack power, the 'Aramaments System' sacred weapons, also has quite a bit of magic residing in them.

One of these magic is known as 'Enchantment Magic'.

'Enchantment Magic' can raise the attack power of sacred weapons and can make them have special features. From the looks of it, its enchantment should have the effect of increasing its attack power.

It seemed like the Majin had decided to end our fight on a strong note, seeing as how it pulled out its strongest move. 

The Majin threw at me a condescending look, "Haha! Now I've exceeded your sacred weapon's attack power!　Die, you fucking small fry!" The Majin swung its black flaming greats-word with both hands and jumped at me with all its might. It displayed a tremendous amount of dexterity and speed at creating that upper slash motion. However, when I saw that, I raised the 'Cursed Demon Sword' in my hand to prevent that blow. I also absentmindedly put out my left hand which wasn't holding anything in front of me, and right at that moment, I felt it was sucking something in, and the black flaming great-sword fell into my left hand. I stared at it in shock, "What?"

I felt the heat from my left hand spreading, but I only frowned slightly after I completely stopped his strongest move.

"Di, Did you just take it with your bare hands? My sacred weapon? No, that's impossible..." The Majin trailed off as it was stunned by what it just witnessed.

I couldn't believe it either, but there I was, holding its weapon. I merely thought I could catch it with my bare hands, so I just did it.

So, this means, "Now it's my turn." I firmly gripped my sword again with my right hand and brandished it over my right shoulder, while the Majin who was in front of me just stood there stiffly. In one quick motion, I swung it at it, "Ha!"

With one large blow, I slew it in half!

The Majin, who was just cut from his left shoulder to his right hip, fell to the ground in a helpless heap. A cry fell from its lips, "Guhhh!"

Then it looked up at me with a look of shock and indignation. It started stuttering as blood leaked from the corners of its mouth, "There, is... with such a shabby weapon, it was..."

Gradually, the Majin's body began to be engulfed in brightness, until its entire form gradually turned into grains of light, which dissipated as if they were dissolved by the air.

I just watched the Majin utter its last words, "Damn...it!"

All that was left behind was its sacred weapon, a hideous black great-sword.

Silence enveloped the woods, to the point that I couldn't even hear the wind that usually hangs by the forest. It was like the fight between the Majin and I never happened, everything seemed to just fade into silence, and I let out a sound to confirm to myself that the situation was real.

"Did I just defeat a Majin?"

I was a weakling and a crybaby.

I was supposed to have received the weakest sacred weapon in the world.

I was a bullied child.

I always felt like my position was at the bottom of the food chain. That's why I couldn't believe what just happened to me. However, there was no denying the fact that I just defeated a Majin on my own. The weapon it left behind was enough proof.

I stood there completely flabbergasted. I was still processing what happened to me when I heard sobbing sounds from behind me. It distracted me from my current thoughts and reminded me of my original purpose. I turned on my heels, and the sight of the crying girl greeted me. 

She was the little girl who was almost killed by a Majin.

She was still lying on the ground, with her tear streaked face.

Even though she was still shaken, I couldn't help but breathe out a sigh of relief.

I'm alive, she's alive, we're both alive!

I walked up to the girl and crouched down so I was looking at her at eye level. I tentatively patted her back and whispered words of comfort, "It's all right. I've defeated the scary demon. So stop crying..."

And while I was in the middle of consoling her, I suddenly felt lightheaded and I couldn't even feel my legs. The last clear thought I had was the scene of the forest shaking in front of me, as if I was spinning around and the feel of dirt and pebbles against my back as I fell down.

My vision soon faded into the darkness and soon my consciousness also drifted away.

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