My Right Hand Is Too Strong - Chapter 33

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My Right Hand Is Too Strong Episode 33

Episode 33. The Giving Tree (Complete)

As I felt earlier, the World Tree’s blessing really seems amazing.

When I brought down my fist, a searing pain rushed through me as if my shoulder was bursting apart, but it instantly regenerated and was back to normal.

I rotated my shoulder in circles with a sense of wonder and glanced back behind me.

“….”

There, the Magi Lump with a giant hole punched through it was slowly scattering in the wind.

I spoke toward the Magi Lump that was still rolling its eyes.

“What are you?”

“….”

“What are you that you attack the World Tree?”

No answer.

Well, of course.

As if it would answer me.

I gave up and turned my body away from the scattering creature.

No, I tried to turn away.

If only my eyes hadn’t caught sight of its gaping mouth starting to move.

‘World Tree. Wanted to eat it.’

I’m not certain.

But that mouth seemed to be saying just that.

The Magi Lump that said this suddenly fixed its gaze on me and stopped.

Then it curved gently and moved again, faintly.

‘But you look more delicious.’

Goosebumps rose all over my body as I interpreted its meaning.

Seeing me step back with my hair standing on end, the Magi Lump’s eyes curved gently.

And so I stood there as if nailed to the spot until the Magi Lump completely scattered and disappeared.

“Human! Human! Respond, human!”

Just then, hearing Elpinire’s voice from behind me, I came to my senses and turned my head.

There was a disheveled Elpinire running toward me urgently.

“Are you hurt anywhere?”

“Not really, but.”

“…Why aren’t you injured?”

“Huh?”

“You should have been hurt?”

Elpinire tilted her head.

She began muttering continuously as if I should have been injured.

“Are you disappointed I’m fine?”

“It’s not that. It’s just strange that you don’t have a single wound when you were bleeding and flying through the air.”

“Ah, that? When I ate the World Tree’s fruit, it healed instantly….”

“Did you just say you ate Mother’s fruit!”

Elpinire’s eyes blazed with fury.

Did I say something wrong?

Seeing me clamp my mouth shut, Elpinire let out a small laugh.

“Well, as long as you’re healed.”

“You’re not going to scold me?”

“I’m not stupid enough to scold my benefactor. More importantly, I have no reason to hate humans anymore.”

Thud.

Elpinire sat down on the ground like that.

Perhaps because the Magi Lump had disappeared, the mutants were also losing strength one by one and collapsing.

We won.

We really protected the World Tree.

With strength leaving my body, I let out a long sigh and slumped down.

“We won.”

The ending was a bit unsettling, but we protected the World Tree.

The ‘Tower of Recording’ also didn’t send out a message asking if I wanted to proceed to the next floor.

It must be over now.

Letting out a long sigh, I squeezed my eyes shut against the rushing fatigue.

Perhaps because I’d exhausted too much mental energy, my head was spinning.

“Elpinire. Can I rest at your home for a bit?”

“….”

“Elpinire?”

What’s this.

Why isn’t she answering when I’m calling….

“….”

Elpinire had frozen in her sitting position on the ground.

I trembled slightly seeing her hair fixed in mid-air.

Come to think of it, at some point no sounds have been coming from the surroundings.

The wind isn’t blowing either.

I urgently got up and looked around.

“It stopped…?”

It stopped.

All the scenery around me.

Everything had stopped except for ‘me’ alone.

“Squeak squeak squeak.”

“You’re okay, Cheo-ri.”

“Squeak.”

Correction.

Cheo-ri could move too.

I reached out and placed Cheo-ri, who had disappeared during the battle, on my neck.

He was also looking around, observing the completely stopped world with curious eyes.

The only ones moving in this scene were those who could leave the tower.

As I was racking my brain to understand the situation, I quickly looked up at the sound of fanfare from above my head.

[You have successfully protected the World Tree.]

[You have successfully cleared the Tower of Recording.]

[Would you like to save your record?]

[※If you don’t save, the record will be reset.]

Record? Save?

I don’t know what that means, but how did I protect the World Tree.

I can’t stand having it reset when I worked my bones off through all that suffering.

“Save it.”

I spoke to the system.

And the system.

[There is already a saved record in the Tower of Recording.]

[Saving is impossible.]

Said it was impossible.

[In the previously saved record, the World Tree burns away due to the magi attack.]

[The World Tree’s elves also all burn to death without exception.]

[Thus the World Tree is completely erased from history.]

[However, the elves are not erased from history.]

[The one remaining elf leaves a great mark on the world.]

[That elf harbored hatred for humans and indiscriminately slaughtered them, destroying every human city in sight and turning them into verdant forests.]

[That was that elf’s way of honoring their burned mother and mourning their dead kin.]

[That elf’s name was Elpinire.]

[The most vicious elf, the last elf, and one of the calamities of destruction.]

[This is the existing record.]

[A completely different record from the current one.]

I stared blankly at the record the system was telling me.

The World Tree burns, and the elves burn to death.

Wasn’t that content similar to what I had seen in my dream?

I forcibly swallowed the saliva in my dry throat and turned my head.

Right.

Let’s say that’s the existing ‘stored record.’

But if this is the content of the existing ‘stored record.’

Couldn’t I overwrite it with the ‘current record’?

“Does a method to overwrite it exist?”

[It exists.]

[You need to receive recognition from the person who played the biggest role in the existing record.]

Ha, damn it.

Just from hearing it, I feel like I know who that is.

[Final Floor]

[Receive recognition from the mysterious soul.]

[Would you like to challenge the final floor?]

[Yes / No]

[※If you fail, the existing records of the Tower of Recording will be reset.]

[※Upon entering the final floor, all conditions including body and mind will return to their original state.]

The final floor…

I thought the 10th floor was the final floor, but it seems the real final floor was still remaining.

So in conclusion, I need to clear that to obtain my unique skill and survive without having my body taken by the Black Dragon?

Then what I need to say is decided.

“I accept.”

The moment I spoke those words.

“…”

I suddenly began to feel a presence behind me.

Turning my head, I discovered someone whose entire body was covered in black mist approaching from far away.

Her face was flickering like it had noise interference, making it invisible.

But her gait.

Her gestures.

They were pointing to someone I knew.

[Final Floor]

[Receive recognition from the most vicious elf, Elpinire.]

Step by step.

The Elpinire made of black mist walked through the stopped elves with leisurely steps.

She approached me while taking in the face of each remaining elf.

The elves drunk on the joy of victory, shouting in celebration, and Elumia treating the wounded.

Elsesto, who had exhausted all his strength and fainted.

El Spier, who had broken free from the tree branches and was running toward the still-moving mutants.

“…”

Right in front.

Even the appearance of Elpinire herself, sitting collapsed with a dazed expression.

After confirming everyone’s faces like that, the misty Elpinire finally looked at me.

“…”

She silently raised her hand without saying a word.

Green mana bloomed from her raised hand.

But that mana wasn’t the mana of the Elpinire I knew.

Somehow murky.

So terribly unclean and filthy mana.

It wasn’t the kind of mana a High Elf born directly from the World Tree would show.

She approached me while emitting ominous mana from her entire body.

The grass under her feet turned to powder, the earth became desolate, then new grass was born.

Everything that her mana touched perished and sprouted anew.

The same power she had shown earlier, making plants bloom.

That power was being used in a terribly unfortunate direction.

My body stiffened.

My instincts screamed.

The Elpinire before my eyes right now was.

‘…A calamity.’

At least dozens of times stronger than the magi lump I had barely defeated moments ago.

I could tell just from Elpinire’s mana touching my skin.

I looked at the ominous mana blooming in her hand, my pupils trembling violently.

Just touching it would tear my skin apart.

That power wouldn’t be withstood even by the Black Dragon’s right hand.

Such a hand slowly.

Very slowly.

Began reaching toward me.

Gritting my teeth, I clenched my fist before her outstretched hand could touch me.

If the description of ‘Blessing of Super Regeneration’ was true, at least I wouldn’t die.

Then I should struggle.

My heart pounding as if it would burst.

I could almost hear the throbbing beat in my ears.

Suppressing my heart that seemed ready to jump out of my mouth, I threw my punch.

And.

“…Ah.”

Very easily.

I lost my right arm.

I blankly raised my eyes upward.

There, my right hand, shattered into hundreds of pieces, was scattering as a bloody mess.

“Ha…”

So this is Elpinire who became a calamity.

She becomes this strong.

Despair rose up to my throat.

I couldn’t possibly see how I could win.

[Synchronization Rate 3.0%]

But I couldn’t die here.

I’m too young to die in a place like this.

There are still so many things I haven’t done, so why should I die here?

Gritting my teeth, I regenerated my right arm with ‘Blessing of Super Regeneration’ and clenched my fist once more.

‘Black Dragon. Are you watching?’

If I really die.

‘Take my body.’

Because that’s better than dying.

Forcing the corners of my mouth upward, I threw my fist with all my might toward Elpinire, who stood motionless.

“….”

Elpinire stared directly at me.

Very directly.

She watched me struggle desperately.

Then, in an instant, she released the mana surrounding her body.

“Huh?”

My punch connected and her head flew off.

A headless body.

Having successfully landed a counterattack, I blinked in confusion.

[Gaining Recognition from the Most Vicious Elf, Elpinire]

[Success]

[You have successfully cleared the Tower of Recording.]

What?

I gained her recognition?

As I blinked blankly, I flinched at the presence I felt in front of me.

There stood Elpinire, who should have had her head blown off, now with her head regenerated, looking at me.

“….”

Her face was still invisible.

But I could tell she was looking into my eyes.

She stared at me intently, then briefly glanced at the World Tree behind her.

“….”

She smiled brightly.

Well, I still couldn’t see her face.

I just had that feeling.

Then she scattered like mist.

I stared blankly up at the mist dispersing high into the sky.

“What’s this, human. When did you wake up?”

“…Huh?”

Then I heard a voice.

Looking down, I saw Elpinire with her original coloring, fatigue written across her face.

“Is there something up there?”

“…Nothing.”

“Then why are you looking?”

Thud.

After grumbling briefly, she collapsed onto the grass.

Then, perhaps having exhausted all her energy, she fell asleep instantly with soft snoring sounds.

I stared at the sleeping Elpinire and let out a weak laugh.

I don’t know anymore.

With my strength similarly drained, I collapsed onto the grass with a thud.

And so I.

[You have successfully cleared the Tower of Recording.]

[As a reward for clearing the Tower of Recording, the unique skill ‘Tower of Illusion’ will be created.]

[Compatibility Rate 3.0 Achieved]

[The Lord of the Twisted Underworld smiles with satisfaction seeing you in tatters.]

[The Lord of the Twisted Underworld promises to save your life just once for successfully conquering the Tower of Recording.]

[The dormant power of the Black Dragon, ‘Registry,’ has been unlocked.]

[Registry]

[A registry listing the names of those who dwell in the Underworld. Those written here will be summoned in response to their master’s commands when called by name.]

[The unique skill ‘Tower of Recording’ has met the conditions to be recorded in the ‘Registry.’]

[The unique skill ‘Tower of Recording’ disappears.]

[The name of the ‘Tower of Recording’ is inscribed in the ‘Registry.’]

[Thank you for your hard work.]

[Returning to your original location.]

I returned home, falling asleep as if fainting.

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