100 Floors All Master - Chapter 306

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100th Floor All Master Episode 306
70th Floor. The Battlefield of the Past (2)
Captain Dang Jung-ryeong’s eyes shifted the moment he heard Dok Go-jun’s name.
“You’re Dok Go-jun? I’ve caught wind of you here and there—a warrior of the highest caliber, blessed with extraordinary talent.”
Not all top-tier Players were as active in the Community as Touvalt or Astra. There were quite a few who climbed the Tower in quiet solitude.
Dok Go-jun was one of them.
He had never once appeared in the Community.
But a protruding nail always stands out, no matter what—and his name had become rather well-known throughout the Universe.
Captain Dang Jung-ryeong gazed at Dok Go-jun with admiration.
“The Greatest Martial Artist, no less. You’ve earned the right to introduce yourself that way.”
He possessed power at the very apex of the Higher Realm.
He stood at the threshold just before the 3rd Tier.
And Dok Go-jun had crossed that threshold.
He wielded the power of the 3rd Tier. A clear gap existed between them.
“Your presence will be a tremendous asset.”
Dok Go-jun smiled faintly and nodded. Their gaze turned toward Kang Jun-hyeok.
“What is your name?”
Kang Jun-hyeok, rather than answering, watched Dok Go-jun.
Dok Go-jun.
The Greatest Martial Artist.
In his previous life, Dok Go-jun had consumed Azure Stone Oil, the Great Return Pill, Ten Thousand Year He Shou Wu, and an Imugi’s Inner Core. Beyond that, countless Spirit Medicines.
As a result, he had gained what could only be called infinite Internal Energy.
It wasn’t merely vast in quantity. Its purity ran bottomless—so refined that drawing out Ki gently produced torrents of fierce force.
With his talent and the power of his Internal Energy, Dok Go-jun had survived all the way to the final battle.
And then he died.
Not in combat. He fled into the Inner World through meditation, only to have his neck cut off pathetically.
A maggot.
Emotion surges. Crystallized emotion crashes down upon the surroundings in an instant. The faces of the other Players stiffen.
“Ugh—erk.”
“Ah.”
‘No. No, that’s not it.’
Suppress it.
Control the emotion.
In a flash, the emotion subsides. Kang Jun-hyeok opens his mouth.
“Sorry. I had some business on the outside.”
“Ah, haha. These things happen.”
“I’m Kang Jun-hyeok. The one you know as the Perfect Player.”
“So it is!”
Captain Dang Jung-ryeong’s eyes gleamed.
He had participated in the fourth Universe Quest—its final battle.
And he had been swept away without mounting any resistance against the nearly absolute power of the 4th Tier.
It was not merely the strength of a powerful being. It resembled a world-overturning natural catastrophe.
Against such power, there was no way to win.
So he had judged, and abandoned hope of life.
Yet he survived.
Because Kang Jun-hyeok had achieved victory against such a calamitous force.
A powerhouse incomparable to someone like himself. Kang Jun-hyeok had become almost a star in the current Universe. Dok Go-jun gazed at him with bright, eager eyes. Astra was no different.
Only Dok Go-jun alone looked at Kang Jun-hyeok with a peculiar expression.
Awe and admiration, intrigue, skepticism.
And confidence.
Kang Jun-hyeok suppressed a smile and spoke.
“It looks like we’ll be clearing the 70th Floor together. Thank you for your help.”
“The gratitude is mine!”
Having finished introductions, they began to assess the situation.
“We’re told to join forces with the Defeated Ones of the past and lead the war to victory. This appears to be the era when the fate of the Universe itself hung in the balance.”
“There’s no time limit. It means we won’t return to the Universe until we win. Now I understand why the vanguard who entered the 70th Floor has been trapped here so long.”
Their task was simple.
Defeat the Victors.
As Captain Dang Jung-ryeong surveyed the surroundings, his eyes fell upon a gathering of tents.
“That looks like the Command Post. We should gather the basic information we need from there.”
They made their way toward the cluster of tents. There, a man stood sorting through documents with an irritable expression.
“Hmm. Hmm.”
Dang Jung-ryeong cleared his throat. The man’s face twisted as he looked up.
“Who the hell are you?”
“Reinforcements. We’ve come to help you.”
“Reinforcements?”
The man clicked his tongue dismissively.
“Great. So now we’ve sunk so low we need the likes of you? I’m losing my mind.”
“What did you just—”
Dang Jung-ryeong was taken aback.
He was among the strongest of the Higher Realm. He’d never been treated with such contempt anywhere. Yet this man before him sighed heavily, as though Dang Jung-ryeong were utterly worthless.
“Bah. I’d sooner borrow a cat’s paws. See those battlefields over there? Go join one and fend for yourselves.”
That was all.
The man turned his gaze back to his documents, clearly done with them. They walked out looking bewildered.
“He’s quite the fastidious fellow, it seems.”
“We should just defeat those things, I suppose.”
Machine-like creatures with black cores embedded in their chests were locked in battle with cosmic beings.
They were captains from the Empire from Somewhere. Astra’s eyes narrowed.
“Strange. I’ve never encountered anything like this before.”
Though warships from the Empire from Somewhere did appear on the 31st Floor, most Players were meeting them for the first time since everyone was too busy evading them. Dang Jung-ryeong gripped a throwing blade in his hand.
“Then let’s engage in combat. I think it would be best if we all fought together with combined strength.”
“No.”
Kang Jun-hyeok shook his head.
“It’s better we fight separately.”
“Why is that?”
“The enemy is something we’ve never seen before. It will likely possess considerable heterogeneous qualities. Fighting together might make it difficult to properly understand them.”
“I see……”
“Hmm.”
He wasn’t wrong. The experience points gained from fighting alone differed greatly from those earned while coordinating with others. They nodded in agreement.
“Very well. I’ll head north.”
“I’ll go east.”
“I’ll take west.”
Tap-tap-tap.
They moved quickly. Kang Jun-hyeok watched their receding forms and smiled quietly to himself.
He had deliberately made the Players fight separately.
The reason was simple.
“It will be good for them to feel the wall.”
Then he too had his part to play. Kang Jun-hyeok moved at a leisurely pace.
* * *
Thud.
What greeted Dang Jung-ryeong upon arriving at the battlefield was a Captain from the Empire from Somewhere.
It possessed a long tail, and blade-like appendages grew from its arms. From the core embedded in its chest radiated an overwhelming force.
“Extraordinary! Is this the robot the Community speaks of!”
A heterogeneous opponent.
So from the start—full power.
Mantian Huayu.
The secret technique of the Dang family unfolds. Like rain pouring down, countless throwing blades cascade toward the Captain. Dang Jung-ryeong had no doubt they would pierce the creature’s entire body, embedding themselves densely.
But that belief proved false.
The Captain moves its arm. The blade appendages blur through space, deflecting every throwing blade.
Dang Jung-ryeong’s eyes widen.
“What!”
Its tail whips. Dang Jung-ryeong hurls himself aside to evade.
The Captain plants its feet and charges.
Boom!
It closes the distance in an instant, bearing down to crush him. Dang Jung-ryeong desperately widens the gap, unleashing throwing blades in a torrent.
Clang-clang-clang-clang!
It blocks and deflects every single one.
Dang Jung-ryeong grits his teeth.
“This damned—”
He quickly pivots his body and disperses poison. Then, a barrier forms around the Captain’s body.
The attack doesn’t land at all.
The Captain throws a punch.
Boom!
“Urgh!”
Dang Jung-ryeong hurriedly gathers his Internal Energy to shield his body, but it shatters from a single blow. His frame tumbles across the ground. The moment he pushes himself up, a tail arrives inches from his forehead.
‘Death…’
The instant he sensed death approaching, a fist whips across the Captain.
Crash!
A muscular man with a rough, scowling face. Dang Jung-ryeong steadied his breath and tried to offer thanks.
“T-thank you—”
“Are you insane?”
The man glared at Dang Jung-ryeong with a creased expression.
“By the look of you, you seem to be at most 2nd Tier, yet you dared to stand against a Major rank?”
“A M-Major?”
“What? You don’t even know how to judge a Captain’s rank? Where did this half-wit crawl out from?”
The man clicked his tongue.
“If you don’t want to die, get lost. I don’t have time to babysit someone like you.”
The man kicked off the ground.
His movement was faster than even Dang Jung-ryeong’s eyes could follow.
A thunderous sound erupts. A fierce battle unfolds—one that shakes all things, a clash of unmatched power.
Dang Jung-ryeong watched the battle with a dazed expression.
* * *
The Players—especially those ranked at the very apex—possessed absolute confidence in their strength.
They believed they would bow to none, no matter where in the Universe they traveled. They believed they were extraordinarily powerful.
It wasn’t mere arrogance or delusion. As things stood, the top-tier Players possessed the strength of the upper echelon of 2nd Tier. Considering that 3rd Tier powerhouses were difficult to find even within a single planet, they certainly possessed formidable power.
But that was only true in the context of a planetary scale.
The Great War was a war fought for ownership of the Universe itself.
The weak could not participate at all. Most began from 3rd Tier and below, and while lower tiers did exist, they were predominantly non-combatants.
In other words, the current apex Players of the Universe were of little help to the Great War of the past.
They were wretchedly weak.
Those who entered the 70th Floor came to understand.
Have you cultivated sufficient strength?
Do you possess the qualifications to participate in the Great War of the past?
This floor demands that proof.
Most Players cannot overcome it. They collide with the wall and feel overwhelming powerlessness.
Even Touvalt, Ariel, and Dok Go-jun are no exception. Though they reached 3rd Tier, from the perspective of the Great War’s timeframe, they were merely at the level of having barely passed the baseline.
The 70th Floor was where the differences beyond that point became apparent—a wall shown to Players.
Yet there was one.
One alone, for whom such walls held no sway.
Screech!
Dozens of Captains charge forward at once. All of them bearing Major rank. All possessing 3rd Tier strength.
But.
Crunch-crack-crack.
They are pulverized entirely.
Barriers burst like soap bubbles, and solid bodies crumble like Styrofoam.
Kang Jun-hyeok steps forward and throws a punch.
Crack!
Space itself is crushed. A devastating blow reverberates in all directions. Three Captains are flung away in an instant.
“Heavens!”
“What is that monster!”
The cosmic powerhouses nearby recoil in shock, widening their distance. It was a strength they could barely comprehend. And the Captains felt it too—that overwhelming power.
Screech!
Two Captains descend simultaneously. Each roughly twice the size of the others. The power they radiate exists on a different plane entirely.
‘Lieutenant Colonel rank.’
Victors possessing 4th Tier strength.
And not just one—two of them were bearing down on Kang Jun-hyeok.
Yet Kang Jun-hyeok only smiled, eager for the challenge. He drew his blade. Driving power into his legs, he surged forward.
“Come.”
Clash!
With that fierce collision, the world began to turn itself inside out.

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