I Conquered the Tower with the EX-Class Character That I Raised - Chapter 78

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Chapter 78
On the battlefield where Han Seol-ah drew upon her mana to hold back two Scathahas while Lee Ah-woon and Yereche maintained their formation.
Yet that stalwart front crumbled to dust in a single, fleeting moment.
Crack—! Screech!
With a rupturing sound as if space itself were being violently torn asunder, an eerie noise that scraped directly against the brain erupted forth.
【 —Ohhhhh— 】
“Ahhhhh!”
“Gaaahhh!”
Everyone struck by the sound dropped their weapons in unison, clutched their ears, and collapsed to the ground writhing.
A colossal Transparent Whale, adorned with thousands of glowing red warning marks crackling with energy, burst through the space where the core had been.
Whoosh! Crackle!
Countless tentacles extended across the whale’s entire body.
Two transparent tentacles lashed out, crushing those two boss creatures as if brushing away troublesome dust.
Scathaha vanished in a flash of light without even a chance to scream.
Even the endless waves that should have kept coming proved meaningless before it.
Several tentacles stretching far beyond the horizon overturned the earth itself, slaughtering the monsters in their path.
Not only the Resonar-class beasts that had once driven them to the brink, but even bosses of greater caliber burst apart from a single, casual undulation of those tentacles.
【 —Ohhhhh— 】
Craaack—! Screeeech!
A chilling rupture as if the very source were splitting, accompanied by the whale’s unprecedented, otherworldly cry.
Before such instinctive terror that human reason could not possibly endure, even S-rank and above hunters collapsed.
“Ugh, hack!”
Yereche vomited blood-tinged bile while covering both ears, and Han Seol-ah too sat trembling uncontrollably, her eyes bloodshot, unable even to steady herself.
This entire hellish scene.
Only Lee Ah-woon gazed upon it with clarity.
‘What on earth is happening?’
At the moment when that terrible roar tore through everyone’s reason, Lee Ah-woon alone felt his mind sharpen as if cold water had been poured over him.
And as if he had drunk an elixir, his battered body was suddenly enveloped in a refreshing sensation and healed in an instant.
Simultaneously, the cry of the colossal Outer God transformed within Lee Ah-woon’s mind alone into affectionate, unmistakable language.
[My child]
‘…Child? What is this?’
His confused mind could not make sense of it.
Ssshhh—
A transparent tentacle approached with a careful touch, enveloping Lee Ah-woon’s entire body.
‘Wh, what—!’
The tentacle he thought would attack instead wrapped around him gently yet firmly as if to protect him, leaving Lee Ah-woon bewildered.
[Release him!]
Slash!
Rat-dol, who had regained his senses too late, seized that fleeting opening and swung his blade.
Dense dark mana coalesced upon Rat-dol’s sword, tracing a menacing arc.
Yet.
Clang!
The absolute difference in power allowed not even a single blow to land.
Rather, the moment the blade touched the tentacle’s surface, the sinister dark mana enveloping it scattered uselessly.
[Ugh!]
Simultaneously, the recoil that erupted engulfed Rat-dol entirely.
Unable to withstand the backlash, more than half of Rat-dol’s bone fragments crumbled away, and his body was mercilessly slammed into the ground.
‘Instructor!’
[Come with me]
‘Ugh!’
A violent resonance, as if someone were gripping my brain with one hand and driving their voice directly into it.
Perhaps because the tentacle connected to the main body was coiling around me.
I couldn’t understand what language that reverberating cry was, but the emotions were synchronizing nonetheless.
Pure joy at finally finding a lost child.
Crackle—! Flash!
And deep irritation and displeasure toward the Tower’s system attempting to restrain it.
Lee Ah-woon, losing himself to the Outer God’s thoughts flooding in as if they were his own emotions, suddenly snapped back to awareness at the alien sensation of every hair on his body standing on end.
‘No. Let go of this!’
But the cry never left his lips, scattering uselessly.
No sound came out.
Rather, his entire body had stiffened like he’d been struck with paralysis venom, refusing to move.
The Outer God’s tentacle began pulling Lee Ah-woon slowly toward itself.
It was an extraordinarily careful and deliberate movement, like someone handling porcelain for fear it might shatter.
The moment Lee Ah-woon was being helplessly dragged into the void.
“Haaaaaah!”
Boom!
Yereche, overcoming the oppressive force, charged forward and unleashed a punch that radiated sacred brilliance from her entire body.
But the tentacle suffered no damage whatsoever.
“Ugh…!”
Instead, the physical and holy force that rebounded as the price of her attack mercilessly crushed Yereche from within.
With the sickening sound of bones snapping, Yereche sprayed blood like a fountain, convulsing before collapsing to the ground.
Her condition was so dire that even her survival was uncertain.
‘Holy Maiden!’
“Absolute Zero—”
Then.
Kneeling on one knee, blood trickling from the corner of her mouth, Han Seol-ah nonetheless completed her incantation and raised her staff toward the tentacle.
“White Apocalypse!”
Whoosh!
An extreme freezing laser that had even frozen Resonar.
Han Seol-ah’s strongest strike she could unleash at this moment!
Yet that mightiest blow, the instant it touched the tentacle, was crushed beneath an absolute gulf in power and crumbled helplessly like heat shimmer on a summer’s day.
“Aaahhhhh!”
Han Seol-ah collapsed, clutching her heart.
Lost to consciousness in the horrific agony of mana runaway, Han Seol-ah crashed to the ground and vomited a gush of dark crimson blood.
Left unattended, her breath seemed as though it might cease at any moment—a precarious state.
‘No… not like this…!’
From Lee Ah-woon’s bloodshot eyes, unable to move his body or cry out, thick tears of blood streamed down his face.
In that instant, his feet rose helplessly into the void.
With a sharp sound, the tentacle coiling around Lee Ah-woon flinched and froze at an alien presence.
Screeeech!
From the Dimensional Rift torn open by the whale, a figure wreathed in golden radiance burst forth.
‘Brother?!’
Yet the Apostle’s face was one Lee Ah-woon had never once laid eyes upon—utterly unfamiliar.
The Apostle’s gaze swept past Han Seol-ah and Yereche, suspended between life and death, and Lee Ah-woon hanging in the void.
The Apostle’s face, which had always seemed expressionless and emotionless, now rippled with a chilling, biting murderous intent.
Leaping as if treading upon empty air, the Apostle drew near and raised the sword gripped tightly in both hands.
Up close, it was less a sword than a luminous mass—starlight gathered and solidified into the shape of a blade, shining brilliantly.
‘What is that…?’
So beautiful that even the urgency of the moment was forgotten, leaving the mind awestruck.
Uuuuuuuuuung—!
The very air trembled.
Whoooosh!
Wind from nowhere surged like a tempest toward the sword the Apostle held.
Then the blade lengthened, swelling to more than double its size.
Within it, a magnificent golden radiance gathered densely…
And became a sea of stars.
‘Wow…’
A wondrous blade—as if the cosmos and constellations of the deep night sky had been torn whole from the heavens and forged into steel…
The Apostle brought the sword down with a battle cry.
Kwaaaaaaaa—!!
A fierce radiance burst forth, as if cleaving through the very walls of dimensions.
The Outer God’s tentacle, which neither physical force nor magic could touch, was severed clean the moment it met the galactic trajectory of light.
【 —OOOOOOO!!!— 】
The colossal Outer God, which had believed itself beyond wounding, uttered its first cry of agony—a final scream laden with pain.
Crash!
“Ugh!”
As the grasping tentacle vanished, Lee Ah-woon fell to the ground and, heedless of pain, frantically examined the Apostle.
Yereche, fortified by holy power.
And the tentacle that had effortlessly endured even Han Seol-ah’s grand magic, only to wound them both in turn.
If even brother were to fall like that…!
“Haaah.”
Fortunately.
The Apostle appeared unharmed, without a scratch.
He simply drew in long, measured breaths as if exhausted.
“A-Apostle! Brother!”
“Stay down.”
[How dare you…!]
“Watch out!”
Kuguguguong-!
As if the heavens themselves were collapsing, a ferocious bundle of tentacles cascaded down all at once.
A devastating onslaught condensed from the Outer God’s deep-seated hatred and malice toward the insignificant creatures that dared wound it.
More than ten of those savage tentacles—the very same ones that had torn Scathach asunder with a single strand—now rained down like lightning.
‘I could have dodged one, but this…!’
Still, my brother would never retreat. Not when it meant protecting everyone.
It was then, as Lee Ah-woon’s face drained of color and despair threatened to consume him.
Swoosh.
Instead of the hand gripping his weapon, the Apostle extended his empty left palm forward with serene grace.
Against the tentacles plummeting with explosive force as if to crush even mountains, the Apostle’s unhurried motion was surreally quiet and gentle.
Yet strangely.
Before the Outer God’s killing intent that seemed ready to annihilate the world itself, the Apostle’s elegant gesture dispelled the despair crushing Lee Ah-woon like snow melting in spring.
Kwaaaaa-!
Just as the rushing tentacles were about to touch the Apostle’s hand.
His fingertips began to trace a vast, leisurely circle through empty space.
Like a single small pebble gently parting a torrent’s flow—not forcing against nature, but guiding along its natural principles—it was a mysterious trajectory.
Srrrrk-
Astonishingly, the tentacles that had been bearing down with terrifying speed now spiraled helplessly into that golden circle’s path, unable to escape its pull.
It was as if raw violence had lost its way before an absolute principle honed through ages of devotion—a sight that defied reality itself.
As the slow-moving fingertips completed the perfect circle…
The moment the Apostle gently flipped his palm.
The frozen time exploded outward once more.
Kwaaaaaaaa-!
The catastrophic force that should have consumed the Apostle twisted its trajectory, scattering in all directions.
Kwagwagwagwang!!
The redirected tentacles struck the ground, gouging the fortress’s earth to a depth of dozens of meters.
“Huh.”
Dust erupted behind the Apostle as he steadied his breathing.
‘What… is this?’
A single human gesture, slow and gentle.
Yet the result born from that seemingly ordinary trajectory was far from insignificant.
Lee Ah-woon could only gape in stunned silence before such profound absurdity.
The Apostle dusted off his hands, steadied his breathing, and leveled his sword toward the whale with cautious intent.
In that instant.
Crack! Crackle!
Golden sparks erupted noisily across the whale’s entire body.
As the veil concealing the Outer God tore away to prevent its true form from being revealed, portions of the creature became visible along the trajectory where the constellation had swept past.
What emerged was a grotesque mass of alien flesh—formless darkness writhing obscenely as if breathing with its own life.
【 —Uuugh, that’s— 】
The whale, gasping as if catching its breath or suffering in agony, began to dissolve and fade into the void.
Yet the Apostle had no leisure to observe the whale’s disappearance calmly.
For at the edge of his vision, the figures of Yereche and Han Seol-ah were so devastatingly pitiful that their breath seemed to have stopped.
All his usual composure vanished as the Apostle rushed forward, gathering the two fallen figures into one place.
He pulled a supreme-grade potion from his bag and sprayed it over both of them.
But neither of them stirred.
There was no characteristic radiance of the supreme-grade potion, no pleasant mist rising as flesh regenerated.
They simply lay sprawled on the ground, their faces drained to an ashen gray.
Lee Ah-woon had witnessed this before.
…When he had sprayed potion on corpses.
“Brother….”
At the sight of the two figures frozen in death, a devastated Lee Ah-woon cried out pitifully, tears streaming down his face.
“It’s fine.”
The Apostle’s tightly sealed lips parted.
Though his face had grown cold and grave, his voice carried an unwavering certainty—that this was not yet the end.
The Apostle withdrew something from his possession.
It was a notebook.
* * *
I had used the possession ticket on Chul-soo just before the Defense Team began.
After the possession ended, the incident of the unlimited wave two hours later caught me off guard, preventing me from immediately verifying the results of this possession ticket.
I opened Nopi and accessed the Constellation Corridor.
In that instant of closing and opening my eyes, I felt my consciousness shift to the Constellation Corridor.
[Welcome to the ‘Constellation Corridor’, Savior]
‘…It’s connecting properly.’
[Constellation Corridor] (15/99)
I immediately checked the number of unlocked classes in the corridor.
The previously eight unlocked classes had increased to fifteen.
[Synchronization Ability – Saint/Fallen Angel (EX) confirmed]
[10 Series – Holy/Fallen ‘Pinnacle’ talent!]
[From now on, you can use all 10 Series classes through ‘Skill: Synchronization (EX)’]
It was indeed an EX-grade evaluation.
‘Things are working out well.’
One of the new powers Kim Chul-soo had acquired.
The power of ‘Reversal’ bestowed by Cheon-kong is an exceptionally potent force equivalent to EX-grade.
‘I didn’t try to corrupt it for nothing.’
My original plan was to discard the B-grade Holy Maiden and evolve her into an EX-grade Fallen Holy Maiden.
But then, the ‘Multitude of the Nameless’—Earth’s Holy Maiden—descended midway, and everything changed.
For the better.
The Multitude diminished its own power and bestowed boundless blessings upon Kim Chul-soo…!
A blessing so formidable that Lost Honor itself rated it as EX-grade…!
[Holy/Demonic]
[Achievement Unlocked: EX-grade]
[Possessed an EX-grade High Priest-class Hunter]
(Achieved)
[Possessed an EX-grade Blessed Priest-class Hunter]
(Achieved)
(…)
[Possessed an EX-grade Fallen Priest-class Hunter]
(Achieved)
Thanks to that, I gained the benefit of Mastering all ten lineages at EX-grade.
Regardless.
The situation is urgent.
I touched the ‘Holy Maiden.’
[Holy Maiden: Will you synchronize?]
Of course, yes.
The moment I opened my eyes after exiting the Constellation Corridor.
Instead of Frost Mage mana, EX-grade Holy power now filled my entire body without gaps.
But there was no time to marvel.
Saving the two before me took priority.
Drawing upon the overflowing Holy power, I cast the most fitting Holy magic for this moment.
‘Apex of Light—Holy Maiden,’ unlockable by Mastering the three Light professions.
Ultimate skill.
“Kyrie Eleison.”
Aaahhh—!
Holy power surged violently skyward in the shape of a cross.
A grand and sacred song that stirred the soul—reminiscent of angelic choirs—filled the entire battlefield.
The Holy power that touched the heavens curved into a hemisphere, and its interior began flooding with warm, redemptive light.
Aaahhh—!
Brilliant cascades of radiance poured down, embracing the wounded as if by miracle.
That abundant Holy power penetrated deeply not only into Han Seol-ah and Yereche, who were cooling into stillness, but also into Lee Ah-woon, who sat dazed, and even into the depths of my own ravaged body.
‘Phew.’
Blocking the tentacles fired by the Transparent Whale was something like the Tai Chi from martial arts novels…
It wouldn’t be exactly the same, but it was a defensive technique I created by trying my best to replicate that martial art stored in my mind.
The subtle art of channeling tremendous force through minimal effort.
Only by infusing my inner energy to its absolute limit into such Tai Chi could I succeed in deflecting the Outer God’s attack.
Of course, the price was not insignificant.
In the process, I sustained such severe internal injuries that I thought I might die right then and there.
It was an ultimate skill I managed to activate only after barely enduring the sensation that I would cough up blood and lose consciousness at any moment.
As warm holy power seeped in, it was properly reassembling my shattered internal organs.
The terrible pain that had constricted my breath vanished like melting snow, and at last, a clear, unobstructed breath filled my lungs completely.
Simultaneously, Han Seol-ah and Yereche coughed violently, their previously blocked airways opening as they gasped for breath in ragged, desperate gulps.
At the same time, with a sharp hiss, the potion’s effects—which had been unable to react on a dead body—belatedly began closing wounds and fulfilling their purpose.
‘The crisis has passed.’
The one move I had been saving for a moment of desperation.
My ‘Healer class change’.
Since all ten classes had offense as their primary strength rather than attack, it had been difficult to choose in the outside world, but within the Tower, offensive power was more than abundant.
Insufficient offense supplemented by inner energy.
Support through all ten classes.
A perfect balance of offense and defense.
However.
‘…I hadn’t accounted for the Transparent Whale as a variable.’
I had made contingency plans in case the Defense Team collapsed, but honestly, I hadn’t foreseen such an absurd situation as the descent of an Outer God.
‘If I had anticipated that such a thing would happen, that would make me a god, truly.’
Apart from that…
Everything unfolded as I predicted.
In any case, as long as the result is good, that’s all that matters.
Now, only one thing remains…
Chul-soo.
Whether that bastard who rushed in properly destroyed the 94th Floor’s damnable ‘scapegoat mechanic’ was the critical question.
Boom-boom-boom-boom!
At that moment, the entire Tower Floor 94 began shaking violently as if struck by a massive earthquake.
Screeeech!
Simultaneously, with the system’s mechanical sound that tore at my eardrums.
[System Logic Collision Detected]
[Contradiction in Tower Floor 94 Clear Conditions Detected]
That golden message I had seen during the Resonar subjugation appeared before my eyes.
‘It worked.’
The strategy I had designed.
It was proof that it had worked properly.
‘…It took the bait!’
Creeeak—!
Like a clock with its spring snapped, the world came to a halt.

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