I Got an Ex-Class Omnipotent System - Chapter 72

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Chapter 72

 

Chapter 72: Reverse Flow? (3)

 

While Dohyun was excitedly sparring with wooden swords against Hamtaesik, his new toy—no, sparring partner—Hanalin and Jiyuchan were diligently reading their secret manuals and textbooks.

 

Hanalin was studying both the newly acquired Reverse Flow and Teleportation together, while Jiyuchan was only looking at Teleportation, yet somehow Hanalin’s progress was a bit faster.

 

“Phew, I’m done with Teleportation.”

 

“…Already?”

 

“Yes, it was easier than I thought.”

 

“…”

 

Hanalin said this while turning her head from the desk beside her bed to look at Jiyuchan with a triumphant expression, though different from Dohyun’s style, and Jiyuchan looked at her with anxious eyes as he quickly read through the translation while moving his mana to master the interpretation.

 

In fact, it was inevitable that Hanalin would be faster at this.

 

Since secret techniques ultimately had many similarities to magic, Hanalin was bound to learn them faster. If it were a textbook derived from other techniques that Hanalin could also learn, she would inevitably be much slower instead.

 

It was simply a matter of compatibility, but Jiyuchan seemed unable to tolerate even such compatibility differences as he burned with determination and began studying earnestly.

 

After teasing Jiyuchan like that, Hanalin opened up the truly difficult problem again.

 

She bit her lip slightly while looking at Magic Reverse Flow.

 

‘This is really difficult.’

 

When Dohyun gave her the translation today, he had said it might not work and that it required specific talent, so she knew, but she still wanted to try it if possible.

 

While she wasn’t a monster like Dohyun who could even learn techniques, she wanted to master everything related to magic.

 

So while she was figuring out Reverse Flow by looking at the translation, she came to read a part of the translation that Dohyun had written.

 

「Since this is magic that reverses or stops the flow of mana rather than simple reflection, one must possess excellent insight to accurately read the opponent’s mana and excellent control to manipulate that mana.」

 

‘It’s not simple reflection.’

 

And she saw the phrase that followed, saying that talent for mana control and insight were necessary.

 

Hanalin looked at this and opened her eyes wide as if something had clicked, quickly looking through the translations while recalling the principle.

 

It’s not simple reflection.

 

This was the hint.

 

‘I need to completely reverse the entire flow.’

 

And with precise timing, applying the exact opposite force that the opponent intends to use their mana with, locking it in an instant.

 

However, while she understood the principle, it was questionable whether she could really do this.

 

Insight for seeing mana and control? These were areas Hanalin was most confident in.

 

Of course, compared to Dohyun, she was lacking by about half a level rather than a full level, but that was because Dohyun was a monster, and until now Hanalin had never seen talent even similar to her own.

 

At most, there was Jiyuchan on the other side? And about Hwang Hana’s level.

 

So Hanalin believed in herself.

 

Since it might not work with her mana either, she created a mana orb that Dohyun had been constantly playing with for testing and threw it into the air.

 

And thinking to control the speed, force, and mana she threw in exactly the opposite direction, a blue light of mana gently glowed in Hanalin’s eyes as her Ether Heart began to assist her mana control.

 

And so.

 

Stop!

 

Seeing the mana orb that had been falling downward suddenly stop, Hanalin was startled and jumped up from her chair, screaming.

 

“Kyaaaaa!!!”

 

It was an extremely excited expression of joy, uncharacteristic of Hanalin, but Jiyuchan was startled and looked at Hanalin, and Dohyun, who must have been nearby, was also startled and came into the dormitory room.

 

“Why? What’s wrong?”

 

“What’s the matter?!?”

 

Dohyun, who rushed in startled, and Jiyuchan, who was interrupted from his studies, asked in genuine surprise.

 

Looking at the two of them, Hanalin created another mana orb with truly joyful eyes, threw it upward, and demonstrated stopping it briefly using Reverse Flow.

 

Stop!

 

It was very brief, about half of Dohyun’s duration—around 0.05 seconds—but the important thing was that it stopped.

 

“Wow, crazy!? You mastered it in just one day!?”

 

“Huh, you watched for a while and then mastered it.”

 

Dohyun was tremendously amazed since he knew how difficult this was, and Jiyuchan, who only knew it from textbooks, congratulated her.

 

Then suddenly Jiyuchan thought about his own situation.

 

Right now, Hanalin had mastered one textbook and one secret manual in a day—no, half a day—while he hadn’t even mastered one secret manual, and realizing this, he gasped.

 

“…Huh!?”

 

He couldn’t stay like this.

 

Startled, Jiyuchan also hurriedly concentrated, and regardless, Dohyun sincerely congratulated Hanalin.

 

“Wow, you actually did it. As expected of a genius.”

 

“Dohyun oppa mastered it the moment you saw it.”

 

“Hmm, that’s true.”

 

Although Hanalin spoke a bit sulkily, her mouth was grinning widely, and since they were in the dormitory room and she wasn’t using transformation, Dohyun couldn’t help but chuckle seeing the precious smile of the bright and pretty cold beauty.

 

Seeing how the atmosphere had changed quite a bit from when they first met, he thought she looked better being brighter and praised her more.

 

“Still, it’s really difficult, so good job.”

 

“Thank you. It’s thanks to oppa.”

 

Hanalin, who also expressed gratitude to Dohyun like that, was smiling brightly, and Dohyun looked at Jiyuchan who was studying and said.

 

“We’re going to Basement Level 2 tomorrow, so finish it by then, okay?”

 

“…Of course. Trust me.”

 

Looking at Jiyuchan who spoke so reliably, Dohyun chuckled.

 

And just like that, before dinner, Jiyuchan also screamed.

 

“I did it!!!”

 

It was likewise an uncharacteristic cheer from Jiyuchan.

 

And so all of Dohyun’s party members became able to use teleportation.

 

* * *

 

The Dungeon Region Basement 3rd Floor of the D-rank labyrinth was different from Basement Level 1 and 2nd Floor – there were no automatically lighting torches or light-providing tools like luminous pearls. It could be called pitch-black darkness where one had to carry their own light source to see ahead.

 

Unless one was a D-rank Hunter confident in their skills, few would come down this far.

 

But wherever you go, there are always those overly confident in their abilities, and Solark was one of them.

 

They were of the Leonid Race from the Persin dimension, and if Earth’s Hunters saw them, they would likely be called ‘lion beastmen.’

 

The male boasted a magnificent mane and splendid golden fur and muscles, and around him were four – or should they be called four beasts? – lioness beastmen fawning around him, creating quite a cheerful atmosphere even in the darkness.

 

The lion beastman Solark looked triumphantly at the D-rank monster that appeared before him, and as if finding it laughable, he didn’t even draw a weapon but swung his paw larger than a human head, instantly tearing off the head of the D-rank monster, a labyrinth spider, which ended up in Solark’s grasp.

 

“Oh my!? As expected of Lord Solark!”

 

“A labyrinth spider in one blow!?”

 

“Oh my, so magnificent.”

 

“A true hero of this age!”

 

“Krahahahaha!!!”

 

At the lionesses’ praise, Solark laughed like a roar, and at that resounding sound, the lionesses seemed enchanted and tried to stay even closer to Solark.

 

He was certainly not just confident in his skills but at a level where it would be hard to find a match among D-ranks.

 

If one had to classify it, he would be called top-tier D-rank?

 

Originally, the Leonid Race was a mid-tier race, a naturally warrior race that started from E-rank from birth without awakening.

 

An absurd race where anyone who became an adult could reach D-rank talent.

 

Among them, Solark was quite special.

 

‘Kuhuh. The throne is mine.’

 

Being a rare case born with noble blood of royal lineage among the Leonid Race, Solark thought that before long he would reach A-rank, no, even S-rank wouldn’t be impossible.

 

He loved entertainment too much and only selected lower-tier female lions among D-ranks for his party, but it didn’t matter.

 

Because Solark was that strong.

 

He was about to hunt a new monster to show off to the females.

 

But then, as if meeting a spoilsport, Solark’s face, which had been smiling until just moments ago, wrinkled heavily as he glared ahead down the corridor.

 

The beast’s yellow eyes pierced through the darkness to look at one creature wandering there.

 

Creak, creak.

 

Creeeak, creak.

 

A bizarre sound like poorly oiled wood grinding together echoed, and Solark looked at the creature wandering in the corridor with a slightly wary glare.

 

At the unusual atmosphere, the lionesses stepped back, while Solark conversely stepped forward and asked the creature walking toward them.

 

“Do you have business with me?”

 

Without responding to Solark’s words, the creature moved closer.

 

Creeeak, creeak.

 

As the friction sound between wood grew worse and it gradually approached, the creature’s appearance was clearly revealed even to Solark’s night vision.

 

A body made of wood that looked like a scarecrow, holding a giant scythe and moving its wooden feet bizarrely.

 

Creeeak.

 

Its movement was stuttering as if even moving was difficult, so Solark didn’t guard heavily and looked at the scarecrow creature with displeasure before speaking again.

 

“Come any closer and I’ll kill you.”

 

Solark filled his words with thick killing intent and released mana pressure, creating the advanced technique called Fear.

 

And as the wave of Fear spread and reached the creature, straw flew as if hit by strong wind, and at that moment.

 

Thud———

 

The body of the creature that had been moving with bizarre sounds stopped.

 

Solark was about to laugh triumphantly, thinking ‘of course.’ But without any sound, the creature suddenly appeared in front of him, and the giant scythe the scarecrow was holding was swung directly at him.

 

Solark tried to block by swinging his powerful front paw, but the scarecrow’s scythe cut through even the claws of Solark’s extended front paw like cutting radish, and continued to harvest Solark’s neck like reaping grain.

 

Thud.

 

Solark’s proud magnificent mane was stained with red blood and rolled around like trash, his head tangling messily. As Solark’s head rolled on the ground like garbage, the four lionesses behind felt alarm bells ringing in their heads and tried to escape from that place, but it was already too late.

 

The scarecrow had already appeared without any sound where they were trying to flee, raising its giant scythe.

 

Thud.

 

Five heads rolled on the ground like harvested pumpkins, and the scarecrow gathered those heads together, grinning widely as it muttered.

 

“Three… heads… re… main… ing.”

 

The bizarrely muttering scarecrow gripped its scythe again, stuffed the heads into its straw body, and stood up from its position.

 

And.

 

Creeeak, creak.

 

Creak, creeeak.

 

It wandered around the alley making the usual wood friction sounds.

 

And after wandering around for a while, it muttered.

 

“…Should… I… go… to… the… 2nd… Floor?”

 

The scarecrow tilted its head 90 degrees in wonder, then soon realized there were no more heads around this Third Floor and climbed the stairs going up.

 

Creeeak, creak.

 

Creak, creeeak.

 

Along with those usual sounds.

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