Chapter 169: Sword Arrival and Berserk (Request Monthly Tickets

Similar to the Dragon Clan Wu Xian and the human Wu Xian, this Wu Xian from the Sword Arrival world was also a soul-transmigration, having only crossed over for less than three days before entering the mysterious space.

According to the residual memories within this body, the original owner was an orphan; his parents had passed away several years ago, and he had no other relatives or elders, so his life had been extremely impoverished, having survived for years on neighbors' charity and eating from a hundred households.

Originally, the owner had also wanted to work hard labor at shops in the small town, earning his living with his own hands.

But for some reason, the original owner received treatment nearly identical to the protagonist Chen Anping—every faction within the Lilu Town looked down on him, refusing him even the chance to be a servant or laborer.

Even Yang Lao, who had helped Chen Anping in the original novel, and Master Qi, showed no intention of aiding him; the only ones who regularly cared for the original owner seemed to be Chen Anping's parents.

However, shortly before, after Chen Anping's father mysteriously vanished, Chen's mother and son's life grew even harder; they could barely care for themselves, let alone help the original owner.

Thus, as winter set in, a half-grown boy with no family and no one willing to help ultimately died of a cold in a dilapidated hut in Mud Bottle Alley, allowing this soul from another world to take over his body.

"Sigh… truly tragic."

The Sword Arrival Wu Xian shook his head and sighed: "We had the same experiences, yet our fates were utterly different—perhaps this is the difference between a protagonist and an ordinary person."

"Not quite. Chen Anping was also miserable; he just had stronger willpower. If he hadn't endured, his ending would've been much like the original owner's—Sword Arrival might've become nothing more than a dream Chen Anping had before death…"

The Spirit Qi Wu Xian voiced disagreement, but was met immediately with a scoff from the Reincarnator Wu Xian.

"Forget it. You've probably been transmigrated too long and forgotten: Chen Anping's fate was predetermined from the start. Though never explicitly stated, he must have some special connection to the Heavenly Court's sovereign.

Just because of that, those playing the game won't let him die easily—what can an ordinary person possibly compare to him?"

"Shh… watch your tongue. Saying that will get you flamed!"

The oldest of the three newcomers, a black-haired mercenary, whispered a warning.

As for the origin of his world, it matched the Reincarnator Wu Xian's earlier guess: a Western world with medieval aesthetics.

But unlike other Wu Xians, this world's Wu Xian was a hybrid of womb-transmigration and soul-transmigration—he had directly transmigrated into the corpse of an abandoned infant, a true "apocalypse start."

Fortunately, heaven never closes a path: just as Wu Xian was on the brink of death from starvation in the wilderness, a mercenary squad happened to pass by, and one female mercenary spotted him.

Coincidentally, this female mercenary had suffered severe injuries and could no longer bear children, so she took Wu Xian home and adopted him as her son.

Later, as time passed, Wu Xian grew strong under his adoptive mother's care, and as an adult, followed in her footsteps to become a mercenary himself, achieving considerable strength and completing many difficult missions alone, earning him a reputation as a rare skilled hand in the circle.

But mercenary work—living on the edge of a blade—could not last forever.

Thus, over the past two years, Wu Xian had planned to save enough money, then return home, marry a gentle woman, have children, let his adoptive mother enjoy family bliss, and live a quiet, ordinary life.

Then, this morning, he learned from several acquaintances that a new mercenary legion had suddenly emerged, winning many battles thought impossible, gaining fame across neighboring nations and stealing countless contracts.

Of course, that wasn't the point; what truly shocked Wu Xian was that this legion's name was the "Eagle's Band."

And their leader, Griffith, was said to be a beautiful silver-haired, blue-eyed youth, more lovely than any woman, and endlessly praised by mercenaries who adored "old-fashioned chivalry."

Wu Xian ignored the lewd gossip and began inquiring about the Eagle's Band; only after seeing Griffith's portrait and his uniquely shaped helmet did he finally confirm the truth of his world.

The Legend of the Legendary Sword, also known as Berserk.

It was an old Japanese manga, serialized for over thirty years, still ongoing even after the author's death.

According to the manga's description, this world's setting was brutally harsh, blending nearly all classic medieval European elements.

Dark Middle Ages + religious inquisition + Hundred Years' War, plus malevolent, insane gods, demons, monsters, and ghosts… altogether, it was utterly terrible, comparable to a cheap knockoff of Warhammer 40K.

The thought of having transmigrated into such a world—and surviving twenty-some years with barely a scrape—filled Wu Xian with relief, dread, and deep anxiety.

For he knew that within three to five years, Griffith would suffer a crushing blow, fully fall, and through a ritual sacrifice become one of the world's apex beings—the "Hand of God," a demon king intent on bringing destruction and rebirth to this dark world.

Without doubt, Wu Xian utterly rejected this future; yet recalling the manga's depiction of the "Hand of God," he felt profound despair and helplessness, unsure how to respond.

In the end, he chose to escape reality: he found his usual drinking-buddy barkeep, spent twenty thousand words in passionate revelry with her, then fell into a heavy, depressed sleep—only to awaken in the mysterious space.

"Hand of God?"

The Reincarnator Wu Xian rubbed his chin and analyzed: "According to the manga's portrayal, they can indeed be called godlike beings—but only to ordinary people.

In my view, they're at most half-gods who've awakened the Light of the Soul, perhaps wielding a few powers unique to the Berserk world, making them hard to kill—but defeating or defending against them shouldn't be impossible."

"Exactly! There's nothing left to fear!"

The Sword Arrival Wu Xian nodded; he had only recently transmigrated and still remembered the manga vividly, so he added:

"Also, according to the manga's lore, to initiate the world-rebuilding plan, Griffith—the Fifth Demon King—must first conquer the entire world, then perform the Eclipse Ritual and sacrifice all of humanity."

"If so, you can find Griffith early, before he falls—take him out! That way, you at least delay the 'Hand of God' plan by ten or twenty years."

"By then, perhaps we'll have already met one of our own who's a Great Luo Golden Immortal—just give them a massive kick, and let those ugly devils see what a real Hand of God looks like!"

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"Berserk," an old manga—the anime is extremely dark… very grim, young fans who like dark elements can check it out.

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