I’m the Only One With Two Towers - Chapter 216

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Only I Have Two Towers Episode 216

 

What Little They Have to Rely On

 

Seoul Namsan Tower rooftop.

 

About a dozen Rakshasas entered the spot where Kang Woo-jin had died.

 

The rooftop still had yellow police lines stretched across it.

 

One of the Rakshasas standing at the center bit down on his thumb.

 

Swoooosh…!

 

As blood scattered, some kind of form began to rise.

 

‘What a clumsy fool.’

 

8th Rank Ranjets, who had been watching, raised the corner of his mouth.

 

The fact that forms kept appearing meant there were many traces left behind.

 

The pursuit team personally assigned by the Queen should be able to catch him quickly.

 

‘It won’t take long. I’ll capture him and make him confess right away.’

 

He had no intention of simply killing him.

 

No, he shouldn’t do that from the start.

 

There was much to ask.

 

What was his identity, how did he kill Kang Woo-jin who possessed hundreds of souls.

 

Whether he knew anything about the oracle given by the Rakshasa prophet, about the natural enemy said to be born in this small country.

 

What relationship he had with the traitor.

 

And after all this was over, he planned to enjoy a feast.

 

Swoosh.

 

He turned his gaze down below Namsan Tower.

 

People gathered in bustling crowds for whatever occasion.

 

Ranjets licked his lips.

 

To think daily sustenance was spread out so defenseless like this. What a truly good country.

 

“Is it not ready yet?”

 

His heart grew impatient from having the food supply in sight.

 

He had tried to restrain himself until finding the target.

 

But it seemed he couldn’t hold back.

 

Let’s eat first.

 

“I asked if it’s not ready ye…!?”

 

Ranjets, who was about to ask again, stopped speaking.

 

His pupils dilated as if they would pop out.

 

When exactly had he arrived?

 

He hadn’t sensed anything.

 

Not until someone came right beside him and put an arm around his shoulder.

 

“It’s been a while.”

 

At the voice he heard, Ranjets’ body began to tremble.

 

Cold sweat poured down his back.

 

He could tell without even turning around.

 

Who the being that had put an arm around his shoulder was.

 

The being that had killed the most Rakshasas in history.

 

The being that Rakshasas called a traitor to demean him, but actually regarded as their natural enemy.

 

The steel Dokkaebi tempered in darkness, Renyard.

 

‘H-how…!!’

 

Even seeing with his own eyes, he couldn’t believe it.

 

He couldn’t exist here.

 

He should be crushed under a mountain, under the watch of 3rd Rank Kalik, so how on earth.

 

“I remember. Your name was Ranjets, wasn’t it? You crawled on the ground begging for your life.”

 

Ranjets gritted his teeth.

 

A long time had passed since then.

 

He had become much stronger than he was back then.

 

Even so, his instincts were rejecting it.

 

The very act of defying this being.

 

“Where is the Queen?”

 

“Do you think I would tell you… that?”

 

Honorifics that came out on their own.

 

It was terribly humiliating.

 

“Really? That won’t do.”

 

“Kill me if you want to kill me. Though I don’t know how many times you’ll have to repeat it.”

 

He barely managed to force up the corner of his mouth.

 

Rakshasas possessed something Dokkaebis didn’t have.

 

Hundreds and thousands of souls that could quickly revive even dead flesh.

 

That’s why they were superior.

 

Overwhelmingly superior to mere Dokkaebis who refused to eat due to vain beliefs.

 

“It was probably the presence or absence of souls. The reason you think you’re superior to me.”

 

“You understand well. You cannot kill me. Though it might be possible if you repeat it for several years.”

 

“Indeed, Rakshasas are still the same. To think that’s all you have to rely on.”

 

Renia nodded and continued speaking.

 

“I’m looking forward to it. The expression on your face when what you’ve believed in so much crumbles.”

 

“You’ve changed. To think you were someone who talked this much. In the old days, I would have already been split in half.”

 

“Then I wouldn’t be able to see it.”

 

Renia’s mouth stretched into a long grin.

 

“The spectacle of your face crumpling up.”

 

“Nonsense…”

 

“Before you say it’s nonsense.”

 

Renia tilted his chin as if telling him to look ahead.

 

Ranjets’ gaze moved in that direction.

 

It had been quite a while since the traitor appeared, so why was there no reaction.

 

Someone was standing among the pursuit team.

 

Realizing it was a human, Ranjets shook his head.

 

“You’re repeating the same mistake. Coming with another useless burden.”

 

“Kill him.”

 

“What did you say?”

 

“Give the order. To kill that human.”

 

Ranjets’ pupils wavered.

 

What was this traitor babbling about?

 

Telling him to kill the human he brought himself?

 

“I promise. I won’t move until you kill him.”

 

He didn’t know what scheme this was, but it was an opportunity to easily eliminate one variable.

 

There was no reason to refuse.

 

“If that’s what you wish.”

 

Ranjets turned his head.

 

“Kill that human. Tear him to pieces so he can never be found.”

 

“Yes!”

 

The group of Rakshasas surrounded Jinhyeok upon receiving the order.

 

Ranjets, standing far away, didn’t know.

 

That cold sweat was pouring down their backs.

 

Even before Ranjets’ order fell, they could have attacked at any time.

 

But the reason they didn’t was just one.

 

Because his instincts were sending him warnings.

 

That the being before his eyes was extremely dangerous.

 

In reality, all the Rakshasas had failed to notice Jinhyeok’s approach.

 

Tap. Tap. Tap. Tap.

 

Jinhyeok was tapping the ground with his toes, regardless of whether the Rakshasas surrounded him or not.

 

To think he was gauging the rhythm when death was staring him in the face – rage boiled up.

 

“Kill him!!”

 

The desperately summoned rage pushed away the instinctual warnings.

 

The group of Rakshasas rushed at Jinhyeok all at once.

 

Ranjets, who was watching this, frowned.

 

What are they doing?

 

Why are ten of them going after just one human?

 

Unlike other life forms, Rakshasas possessed numerous lives.

 

So they naturally considered themselves superior.

 

This was also why they didn’t form groups when hunting something.

 

But to think they would all rush at just one human to kill him?

 

What had suppressed their nature and arrogance?

 

“No need to be curious.”

 

Had he read Ranjets’ mind?

 

A smile formed on Renia’s lips.

 

“You’ll find out soon enough.”

 

Before the Dokkaebi’s voice had completely faded away.

 

A dozen thunderous sounds rang out in succession.

 

The group of Rakshasas collapsed in the same charging posture.

 

Ranjets’ eyes began to tremble.

 

A series of incomprehensible events.

 

What kind of mysterious magic was this again?

 

“Hey coward. How many times did you see it?”

 

“Wh-what…?”

 

“I asked how many times you saw it. That human’s attack.”

 

Was it because the answer was delayed?

 

He continued without waiting any longer.

 

“If it’s less than 5 times, if the level of evolution the Rakshasas achieved while I was sealed is only that much, if all they did was give up getting stronger and just collect lives.”

 

A chilling smile spread across Renia’s lips.

 

“You’d better prepare yourself. From your perspective, an absurdly strong calamity will come for you.”

 

“N-nonsense! We don’t die anyway…”

 

“Open your eyes properly and look.”

 

Renia pointed straight ahead with his chin.

 

Only then did Ranjets notice and open his mouth.

 

Something was strange. No, something was wrong.

 

They weren’t getting up.

 

The fallen Rakshasas.

 

‘Are they… dead?’

 

He knew it was impossible.

 

But he couldn’t deny it either.

 

Because they had become empty.

 

The souls of all the Rakshasas who couldn’t get up.

 

“R-Ranjets sir!!”

 

The three or four surviving Rakshasas called for Ranjets.

 

They knew that Ranjets of the 8 Evils couldn’t come to help.

 

Even so, they called out.

 

The situation was that desperate.

 

Jinhyeok raised his head and looked around.

 

The Rakshasas were no longer charging.

 

They were only hesitantly backing away, creating distance.

 

‘Is this enough?’

 

He looked at Renia sitting on one side.

 

Renia nodded as if it was sufficient.

 

Before coming here, Renia had said.

 

That he wanted to plant despair in them.

 

So he asked him to show an undeniable gap.

 

That’s why he deliberately beat them up a bit.

 

Because it would be hard to show if he just sliced them up right away.

 

Shing.

 

He drew the Soul Harvester.

 

The first draw.

 

The figure of death appeared behind him.

 

The hearts of the Rakshasas who saw this began beating uncontrollably fast.

 

What on earth was that ominous black sword?

 

Jinhyeok finished gauging the distance and lowered his stance.

 

[Najeber-style Baldo 1st Sword – Night Crow Hunt]

 

The Soul Harvester was swung, spraying dark red aura.

 

The retreating Rakshasas stopped walking.

 

Their faces were full of questions.

 

What just passed by…? Puhwaaaak!

 

Parts of Rakshasa bodies fell along with spraying blood.

 

It was the same as the Rakshasas who died first.

 

They would never get up again.

 

Renia, who was watching this, clicked his tongue.

 

‘Damn fast.’

 

Even Renia couldn’t see the draw from just now perfectly.

 

He could dodge it easily if within his fighting range, but couldn’t guarantee it if outside.

 

Ding!

 

[Soul Harvester harvests 671 souls!]

 

[Harvested souls: 1,210]

 

‘What.’

 

Jinhyeok’s eyes widened.

 

This was after meeting Kalik in the Mythic Tower.

 

He already knew that Rakshasas were soul warehouses.

 

Even so, he was surprised because the soul harvest level didn’t go up at all.

 

He thought a considerable number would be needed since it was a transcendent weapon, but even 1,210 wasn’t enough.

 

At this rate, soul leveling up would be impossible without Rakshasas.

 

“Ugh.”

 

He turned around and walked toward Renia.

 

A Rakshasa trembling like an aspen tree while being forced into a shoulder embrace.

 

Why does Renia look like a villain?

 

He crouched in front of the two and opened his mouth.

 

“Hello.”

 

He greeted politely, but no answer came back.

 

Now Ranjets was even chattering his teeth as he trembled.

 

It couldn’t be helped.

 

The concept of death that he thought he would never have to face.

 

That concept had come right before his eyes at far too early a timing.

 

Never opening his eyes again, rotting away and scattering as a handful of ashes.

 

Just imagining it made him feel like he’d go mad with fear.

 

“Ranjets.”

 

Renia, wearing a mocking expression, whispered to Ranjets.

 

“Beg. You’re good at that, aren’t you.”

 

Ranjets didn’t hesitate.

 

He didn’t think about whether this was meaningful.

 

More precisely, he couldn’t.

 

His mind, consumed by fear, refused to function enough to think and judge anything.

 

“P-please spare me…”

 

“I’ll spare you.”

 

Jinhyeok smiled.

 

“So tell me everything you know. If I judge it to be truthful, I’ll let you go. Without touching a single hair on your head.”

 

Ranjets nodded his head roughly.

 

He didn’t want to die.

 

Whether crawling on the ground or giving up his limbs, he wanted to live no matter what he had to do.

 

“Good. I’ll wait, so calm down and talk. However, if I think you’re lying.”

 

Jinhyeok brought Soul Harvester to Ranjets’ neck.

 

“That’ll be the end. Of course, you won’t be aware of your death. I’m not the type to give warnings.”

 

Ranjets nodded roughly once more.

 

Terror that seemed like it would drive him insane at any moment.

 

How could he dare to lie in the face of such terror?

 

“M-my name is Ranjets. I’m called one of the 8 Evils.”

 

Ranjets barely calmed himself and began his story.

 

When that story had progressed to some extent.

 

Ding!

 

[You have heard the past of the Rakshasas!]

 

[The Epic promotion Quest ‘Unfinished Bitter Fate’ for Demon Renyah , the steel dokkaebi tempered in darkness, begins!]

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