I’m the Only One With Two Towers - Chapter 128

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Only I Have Two Towers Episode 128

10th Floor of the Mythic Tower

A damp and dark chamber.

A chilling wind blew through the gaps between old wooden planks.

An old man sat there, unfazed by the wind that disheveled his hair.

“Kuk…!”

The old man let out a bitter laugh.

Because he had sensed them.

The beings who had visited just moments ago.

“Well, well, it’s been quite a while. How fearless of them to enter this place.”

Guests after such a long time.

His body itched with anticipation, but he didn’t move carelessly.

Not yet.

They hadn’t completely entered yet.

He had to wait until they took the bait.

“What will you do? Will you enter? Or will you turn back?”

If they chose to enter.

“It will be quite lonely.”

The companions they trusted would disappear.

“And quite long.”

A maze would appear that could never be found, with no end in sight.

“Kekeke.”

A spine-chilling laugh leaked out.

If those fools made the wrong choice, they would hear it.

The screams of despair echoing in a maze where no one could help them.

[You have entered the 10th Floor of the Mythic Tower.]

Jinhyeok and his friends swallowed nervously as soon as they entered.

The timid Momo slowly clung to Jinhyeok’s leg.

“Looks like ghosts might appear.”

“Right. It’s scary.”

“What’s scary about it? If we’re talking about scary things, our Knight standing right next to us is the scariest.”

“Granny! Is Captain Seira a ghost? Can’t you understand what I’m saying?!”

“Our yodel friend, want to try falling from an airplane later?”

“You can’t open the airplane door. We’ll all fall together.”

After stopping Ellia, I slowly began walking.

Gloomy, and eerie.

That was the most appropriate expression to describe the current chamber.

Caw. Caw. Caw.

The creaking sounds of wood and even the cries of crows.

Even the background music was perfect.

“I’ve seen this before!”

“That’s right.”

“It’s called a torii. A structure that represents sacred territory in Japanese shrines. It also serves as a gate connecting this world to another.”

All eyes turned to Ellia.

“What? What’s with that stiff way of speaking?”

“Hmph! I’m a 3,271-year-old elf, you know? There’s hardly anything I don’t know.”

“You saw it on Nimowiki, didn’t you?”

“How did you know? Master can be quite sharp sometimes.”

Ellia shrugged her shoulders, readily admitting it.

Anyway, since there’s a torii, it might be a chamber related to Japan.

“Let’s go in.”

As we passed through the torii, the flow of air changed.

It felt somewhat more stagnant and heavier.

“Master, what did you say the class of the card you chose this time was?”

“I don’t know the specific class. It only said ‘One Close to Heaven.'”

The picture with praying hands and sparkles attached to it.

Just looking at the picture, it seemed incredibly holy, so why was it a place like this?

“This floor might not be related to the card. The Mythic Tower doesn’t always show places related to cards.”

“Eek!”

Momo shrieked and pointed in one direction.

A massive ancient tree that seemed to have lived for a thousand years.

On the branches of the ancient tree hung sacred ropes along with an enormous number of talismans.

‘After the torii comes talismans.’

If this was a floor related to the card, I thought it might be an onmyoji since a torii appeared. But talismans and a sacred tree.

I think I should add shamans to the list of candidates too.

“What is the system doing?! Why isn’t it giving guidance quickly?!”

“You’re used to it. The unfriendliness. But don’t complain too much about it.”

I quietly lowered my voice.

“It might get angry and cause trouble.”

“Ah, understood.”

After walking for quite a while against the eerie wind.

A large gate appeared.

Made of very old wood, it looked like it would shatter with just a light tap.

“There are so many talismans.”

A gate densely covered with various Chinese characters and talismans.

Jinhyeok clicked his tongue while examining the gate.

Because at the very top, something was written in blood-red letters.

# Absolutely Do Not Open.

Whether it was blood or paint, the letters had dripped down over time.

It felt like we’d be properly cursed the moment we opened it.

“General! I’ve got the troublemaker Momo restrained! She won’t be able to drop-kick the door or anything!”

“Momo won’t open the door!”

Kancheo and Momo restrained each other to ensure that scary door would never open.

Contrary to their wishes.

Bang!

The old door swung wide open.

It was kicked so hard that half the door was completely shattered.

“Eh?”

Kancheo and Momo looked up in bewilderment.

And stared at Jinhyeok, who had kicked the door.

“Hm? Why? We came this far, so we have to go in.”

It was scary, that’s true.

But since no other path was visible, not entering wasn’t an option.

When no choice exists, the faster the decision, the better.

So I kicked it open decisively.

I examined the interior shrouded in silence.

“As expected, there’s nothing. No need to be scar…?”

Jinhyeok stopped speaking.

His friends had suddenly disappeared.

Was it because he had nothing left to rely on?

Sweat began to seep out from behind his back.

The door—did he kick it for no reason?

Ttarang.

A sound resembling a gayageum or geomungo drifted through the air.

Each time the sound resonated, new torii and paths would appear and disappear.

Structures that repeated creation and destruction, all mixed together.

Ttiring!

[You have entered the Dokkaebi Barrier.]

[This is a terrible maze where paths change in real time.]

[If you cannot escape, your soul will be bound to the path.]

[If you’re lucky, you might meet scattered companions. If you’re unlucky, you’ll encounter beings that interfere with pathfinding.]

[For ages, no one has ever escaped this maze.]

‘Oh shit.’

Terrifyingly ominous messages appeared in succession.

This damn system bastard.

When helpful explanations are needed, it doesn’t show up, but when it comes to scaring people, it’s more proactive than anyone.

While grumbling at the system, rustling sounds came from the bushes.

‘This is scarier than Legendary Hometown.’

Honestly admitting his fear, he drew Berid’s sword Perracan.

Shortly after, bizarre-looking beings appeared.

“Ugh.”

Their faces and bodies were half-crushed, making it difficult to even describe their appearance.

From the rusty axes or sickles they held in both hands, they were definitely monsters.

‘Perfect.’

Without further delay, he kicked off the ground.

And severed the necks of two approaching guys.

[Iron Brand activates.]

Perracan’s pattern carved by sickles and axes.

“Ooh.”

It was a strange sensation.

Despite being completely separate beings, he felt connected by some kind of flow.

When he manipulated that flow, the fallen sickles and axes floated into the air.

‘It requires mana.’

He tried moving the sickles and axes around.

The larger movements he commanded, the more mana was consumed proportionally.

“Siiiiiik…”

“Grrrr…”

He shot the weapons at the guys that emerged again.

The axes and sickles embedded directly into the foreheads of two guys.

Iron Brand was immediately imprinted, making it possible to control the weapons of the monsters that had just fallen.

He realized anew.

Why Berid Winsor became an increasingly difficult being to catch as time passed.

“Kiiiiaaaa!”

“Grrrrrr!”

Perhaps because their kin had been killed.

The entire forest began to shake as monsters started pouring out.

‘Hmm, Perracan taste test complete.’

Since there was no need to spend more time here.

He called out his scattered friends.

“Blow them all away.”

“Mission execution!”

Kancheo stepped forward and aimed his minigun.

Dudududududu!

Hundreds of explosive clay rounds sprayed into the forest.

The forest turned into a sea of fire, brightly illuminating the dark surroundings.

Though they had been scattered for a moment, he hadn’t been too worried.

Because he instinctively knew.

That in any situation, the authority of manifestation was absolute.

“I’ve completed the mission and returned!”

“Good work.”

He roughly patted Kancheo while examining the front.

A terrible maze where paths change in real time.

This wouldn’t be a problem either.

Because he had a maze hard counter on his side.

He pulled out the Yodel Compass from his chest.

“10th Floor Exit of the Tower of Myth.”

The compass pointed precisely in the direction.

Jinhyeok smiled and looked back at his friends.

“Let’s go.”

Now he planned to escape the maze.

Without wandering, very comfortably and peacefully.

[You have escaped the terrible maze!]

[The Dokkaebi Barrier is being dispelled!]

He smiled at the appearing message.

As expected, the Yodel Compass.

This time too, it guided him accurately to the exit without a single mistake.

“Haaaaah.”

While Jinhyeok blew on the compass and polished it squeakily, inside a thatched cottage not far away.

Shiver shiver shiver!!

The Old Man’s body trembled terrifyingly.

‘What, what are those things.’

At first, he thought he might have made some mistake.

The visitors he had scattered had somehow regrouped again.

So he scattered them again.

Multiple times, even.

But he had no choice but to give up before long.

Because he realized it was meaningless.

Though he couldn’t understand the principle, the visitors repeatedly scattered and regrouped in less than a second.

-Eeeek!! Wander forever!

Scattering them was impossible, but the maze still remained.

So he plucked the strings in real time to change the paths.

But they escaped even that at an absurd speed.

-Are they lucky?

He had wondered, but that wasn’t it.

The route to get here had hundreds of crossroads and doors.

With real-time path changes, the number of possibilities would have increased exponentially.

Yet they had reached this place without a single mistake.

It was far beyond the simple level of good or bad luck.

‘There’s no choice. Now that it’s come to this.’

The Old Man made a resolute expression.

‘Let’s run.’

He had prepared for countless scenarios, but he hadn’t prepared for the case where enemies would reach this far.

The old man who had jumped up opened the back door.

“Tusha!!”

“Keurgh!”

A short creature that came flying from somewhere and delivered a drop kick.

The old man who got hit in the solar plexus rolled around and tumbled back to where he originally was.

Crack!

Soon after, Jinhyeok and his party tore through the door and entered.

Jinhyeok approached and helped up the sprawled old man.

“Are you perhaps the one who made the maze?”

Perhaps it was because of his very polite and courteous tone.

The old man who had regained his spirit flared his nostrils.

“That’s right! I am the one who serves the divine spirit….”

“Right.”

Jinhyeok abruptly let go of the old man and stepped back.

Momo and Kancheo rushed forward as if they had been waiting.

“Where do you! Release monsters! And make a maze!”

“Making such things that hurt Momo’s legs!”

The Kan-Mo beating combo grabbed whatever they could get their hands on and cheerfully pummeled the old man.

He was clearly a bad grandfather, but why was he starting to seem pitiful?

“Eat some dirt!”

Momo skillfully grabbed a handful and force-fed it to the old man.

‘Huh, why make him eat dirt.’

Jinhyeok, who had broken out in a sweat, raised his hand.

It was a signal to stop.

“Hiyaaaaa!”

“Beat him more! Harder!”

Kancheo and Momo didn’t understand the signal and continued the beating.

The beating only ended after Dark and Seira lifted the two up.

“Keurgh….”

I approached the trembling old man.

“You just mentioned a divine spirit, didn’t you?”

And I asked.

“Who is that?”

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