I Conquered the Tower with the EX-Class Character That I Raised - Chapter 99

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Chapter 99
In the world of Lost Honor, the Elf Queen trembled at the mere mention of the name Nebula, unable to muster her usual composure.
Had she only witnessed others repeatedly insisting that “the World Tree is just a big tree,” she might have appeared as nothing more than a pathetic monster of the lowest tier.
But one must not be mistaken.
That was a special circumstance arising from standing before Nebula, who possessed strength beyond all standards—it did not mean the Elf Queen was weak in any sense.
The Elf Forest.
Despite its designation as the 70th layer, the subjective difficulty was far more vicious than the 80th layer itself.
The reason lay in the absurdity inherent to the elven race.
A racial trait so blatant it could not be dismissed with a single line of text: “affinity with forests.”
The moment elves set foot upon a forest terrain, their raw stats skyrocketed more than twofold.
Even an elven warrior of mere mob-level strength could snap the neck of an 80th layer mob as easily as breaking a twig if the battlefield was within the forest.
Of course, such notoriety could not arise from mere physical enhancement alone.
The true terror lay elsewhere.
They could not be seen.
These mad creatures possessed a special ability to dissolve into the verdant canopy, rendering them invisible to the naked eye like a chameleon bearing protective coloration.
Elven mana was naturally subdued, making detection through mana sensing equally difficult…
Yet the forest was not inhabited by elves alone.
There was no way to discern whether a presence in the branches above was a squirrel or an elf concealing its aura.
Arrowheads streaking silently through blind spots where not a single leaf trembled, and elemental bombardments erupting abruptly from empty air.
Those who had once tasted this assassination barrage could never release the tension within a forest again.
That suffocating pressure of never knowing when an arrow might pierce my brow!
‘I would have preferred a brutal, bloody clash. That damned tension drives one to madness.’
But it did not end there!
An even more infuriating mechanic remained.
Elves grew exponentially stronger the closer they drew to the World Tree.
For the World Tree’s true nature was, in fact, a colossal “tree totem” that showered elves with infinite area-of-effect buffs.
And what manner of being was the Elf Queen?
Among countless elves, she was the strongest, the most ancient survivor—an individual of transcendent caliber.
Let us consolidate the situation.
A racial trait that inflated stats nearly twofold upon forest terrain.
The tremendous area-of-effect buffs radiating from the colossal tree totem.
The queen’s martial prowess, already the apex of her race unto itself.
And the current battlefield was the World Tree’s forecourt, where buffs reached their zenith.
Indeed.
They now faced the mightiest elf, with every vicious condition perfectly aligned.
‘How delightful.’
I gazed downward with keen interest, as though cracking open popcorn for entertainment.
Crack! Snap!
…Though instead of popcorn, I was methodically harvesting the World Tree’s robust, premium-grade branches.
* * *
“No—!!!”
The Elf Queen let out a piercing shriek.
“You vile wretches…! You draw my attention and dare wound my mother?!”
“?”
Han Seol-ah, who had been preparing for combat, didn’t understand the Elf Queen’s words and was genuinely bewildered.
The surroundings were forest.
The only elf in sight was that one huffing before her eyes.
Where exactly was this elf’s ‘mother’ supposed to be?
And when had we ever wounded her mother to make her thrash about like this?
“Where is your mother?”
“Y-you insolent creatures, deceiving me to the very end…!”
Han Seol-ah was sincere.
The party had come here strictly for farming equipment and clearing dungeons, not to go around beating up someone’s elderly mother.
“Are your ears deaf?! Can you not hear my mother screaming over there?!”
The Elf Queen pointed with trembling fingers toward the distant sky.
Han Seol-ah’s gaze followed that finger, stretching upward.
And what lay at the end of it was…
“That’s just a big tree though.”
“W-what did you just say?!”
“Ah, you mean your mother lives in that tree?”
“Y-you…! How dare you treat my mother as merely a big tree…!”
The Elf Queen’s pale face flushed crimson as if it might burst.
Han Seol-ah didn’t understand the reason.
And neither did Ha Sung-woon, who had controlled Nebula…
But for elves, referring to the World Tree as merely a ‘tree’ constituted the gravest sacrilege—a crime worthy of summary execution.
The reason was simple.
Elves were literally born from the World Tree.
Approximately every hundred years, a special fruit would form at the end of the World Tree—essentially elf eggs.
Senior elves would carefully harvest these fruits and nurture them like incubators, from which newborn elves would emerge.
In other words, when elves called the World Tree their mother, it wasn’t some metaphorical expression or totemic faith—it was their direct ancestor who had created and birthed them.
Even though it merely appeared as an absurdly massive tree.
Even though it couldn’t speak and only performed photosynthesis as a plant.
Regardless, the World Tree was the elves’ true mother.
“We only just entered this floor, and we had no intention whatsoever of wounding your… I mean, your mother…”
“Even now, isn’t she being torn apart?!”
Han Seol-ah felt wronged, but the Elf Queen’s pointed ears heard it all too clearly.
That horrific sound of her mother World Tree’s branches snapping and breaking!
“You savage humans—aren’t you breaking my mother’s limbs right now?!”
The Elf Queen’s hair, which had been streaming upward toward the sky, turned deathly pale.
And the maelstrom of mana swirling around the Elf Queen came to an abrupt halt.
A chilling silence settled over the space.
A phenomenon that manifested when the Elf Queen’s wrath reached its zenith!
In this moment, the Elf Queen had transcended the limitations of a 70th-floor boss.
“I will slaughter every last one of you.”
The Elf Queen raised her finger with a sharp gesture, pointing it toward Han Seol-ah.
“Starting with you.”
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The instant the Elf Queen pronounced her death sentence, Han Seol-ah felt an eerie chill creep down the back of her neck.
There was no incantation, no magic circle.
The Elf Queen had merely raised her finger and aimed it at Han Seol-ah.
“!”
In that moment.
The entire forest seemed to become a bowstring, and I felt a murderous intent aimed directly at my brow.
Whoosh!
Immediately after, a silent arrow of pure light tore through the air.
Flash!
It was Frozen of Eternal Winter who intercepted that arrow.
[Snap out of it, you idiot!]
Frozen’s cry rang sharply in my ears.
No shift in temperature.
No flow of mana.
The arrow had been loosed without any precursor of magical invocation whatsoever.
‘If Frozen hadn’t been there, I’d be dead…!’
“Summon Elemental!”
Lee Ah-woon, detecting the attack a beat too late, burst forward and unlocked the primordial essence.
Dozens of mutant spirits brimming with pitch-black dark mana erupted forth like sprouting leaves, forming a barrier to intercept the queen’s arrows.
Lee Ah-woon’s infinite tanking meta—overwhelming any assault with sheer numbers, detonating them, and dealing counter damage!
Yet the Elf Queen gazed upon this spectacle and grew coldly furious.
“How dare you… defile the Mother’s essence with such vile mana…!”
The Elf Queen reached into empty space and clenched her fist.
In that instant, the dark spirits pouring forth from Ah-woon’s body all froze in mid-air at once.
Whoosh—!
In merely one second, the black taint peeled away like a veil, transforming into brilliant radiance that scattered toward the queen’s side.
“What—!?”
Spirits were the siblings of elves since primordial times!
They were the half-siblings born of the World Tree.
Yet the hierarchy between them was absolute.
If elves were the head of World Tree society, then spirits were the limbs.
Therefore, when the Elf Queen—the apex of all elves—commanded, even the spirits summoned by Lee Ah-woon lost control, their dark mana purified and scattered.
“What… what is this…!”
Ah-woon gasped and attempted to summon a skeleton, but the arrow the queen loosed was faster, streaking directly toward his heart.
In that instant.
“Earth wall!”
Boom—!
Kim Chul-soo, who had been waiting in the rear, conjured an earthen barrier that surged upward to form a barricade.
With a thunderous crash, the earth wall trembled violently, but it managed to block the arrow by the narrowest of margins.
“Ah-woon! Get your head in the game! Our numbers aren’t…”
It was the moment Chul-soo was about to cry out in relief.
The queen descended lightly to the ground, her lips twisting into a sneer.
“Playing with dirt upon Mother’s land?”
Crack! Splinter and snap!
From the earthen wall Chul-soo had erected, sickly verdant roots of the World Tree suddenly erupted in a frenzy.
The queen, who governed forest and earth, had turned Chul-soo’s own earthen wall against him as her weapon.
“Gasp?!”
Before he could even react, colossal roots coiled around Kim Chul-soo’s limbs and torso, binding him fast.
“Ice arrow!”
Han Seol-ah launched her attack in desperation, but—
“Sluggish.”
The Elf Queen effortlessly evaded all of Han Seol-ah’s ponderous ice arrows.
Immediately after, seizing the gap between consecutive attacks, the Elf Queen’s fingers shot forward in a blur and pierced straight through Kim Chul-soo’s chest.
“Hack!”
Kim Chul-soo went limp, and as the Elf Queen withdrew her fingers from his chest, she flicked them as though something filthy had soiled them.
Flick.
“One down.”
The Elf Queen hurled Kim Chul-soo aside and turned toward the remaining two.
‘…She’s formidable.’
Han Seol-ah raised Eternal Winter, her nerves taut.
The Dispel Magic that had granted her superiority in magical combat was proving ineffective.
The summoned creatures of her infinite summoning tank had lost their command link.
The winning formula that had brought victory in every moment of crisis—all of it was being systematically countered and dismantled before this single boss.
“Vermin-like creatures. Your companion falls, yet you don’t even blink.”
The Elf Queen’s face twisted with genuine revulsion.
A critical juncture.
Ironically, the first among the three panic-stricken fighters to regain his composure was Kim Chul-soo—dead and resurrected.
So long as the Immortal Rite endured, Kim Chul-soo would not perish.
He would only lose consciousness momentarily.
Kim Chul-soo calculated what options remained available to him.
But—
“So you don’t die, then.”
Crunch!
The Elf Queen, sensing Chul-soo’s resurrection through her keen perception, bound Kim Chul-soo once more.
“Very well. I won’t kill you.”
The Elf Queen, now positioned behind Chul-soo, whispered words laden with chilling murderous intent into his ear.
“Instead, I’ll use you as nourishment for my mother, burying you deep beneath the earth to rot alive for eternity.”
Roots gagged his mouth and began dragging him down into the depths of the soil.
No matter how broken the Immortal Ritual was, it proved utterly useless against permanent sealing without death.
“Brother Chul-soo…!”
At last, even Kim Chul-soo’s final trump card, ‘Immortality,’ had been neutralized.
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“Good, good. Things are proceeding splendidly.”
Everything unfolds according to plan.
“If possible, make the battle last longer.”
Ah, the fruit has ripened too?
Should I harvest some of that as well?

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