The Heavenly Demon Destroys the Tower - Chapter 115

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Episode 115
The Flame Angel’s Sword burned with pure white flame.
The sword’s momentum, with the wing’s power compressed to its absolute limit, was—
—so threatening that even the massive bronze statue, Nero, felt it.
[Golden Palace, protect me……!]
His urgent voice came from above.
Boom-boom-boom……!
The ground shook violently.
The Golden Palace began to crumble.
The statues and artworks within the palace, along with all the golden decorations,
suddenly flew toward Lee Kang-han’s side.
‘He’s shifting into a defensive posture,’ Lee Kang-han mused.
His offense seemed nothing remarkable.
But he had plenty of defensive means at his disposal.
I can’t give him more time than this.
A whisper of movement.
Lee Kang-han drew his blade.
The Celestial Demon Divine Sword—
One Sword Breaks Heaven.
Thrust!
His sword pierced straight through the golden barrier.
But perhaps because the size difference was so overwhelming,
Lee Kang-han’s blade, though it broke through the barrier, never reached the bronze statue within.
[Ha! What was that? Just that much……?]
Seeing his sword didn’t even touch the ground beneath him,
Nero’s voice carried an unmistakable note of relief.
Compared to the threatening power contained in the Flame Angel’s Sword,
the attack his opponent had actually delivered seemed underwhelming. He felt safe.
But.
Whoooosh……!
Belying his false sense of security,
pure white flame erupted violently from within the pierced barrier.
[N-nooooo……!]
In stark contrast to the barrier that appeared intact from the outside,
a hell of fire unfolded within.
The pure white flames spread in an instant, completely engulfing the massive bronze statue,
and Nero’s form was swallowed by the inferno, no longer visible.
[You applied One Sword Breaks Heaven most brilliantly.]
“Pouring excess force into the barrier seemed the right way to go.”
[A sound strategy. The enemy hiding behind the shield has been neutralized.]
Tap. Tap.
The components of the Golden Palace that had been flying toward Nero fell away.
The thick golden barrier had long since vanished.
When he first hit the barrier at the entrance, he’d thought today’s conquest wouldn’t be easy.
‘It looks like I’ll finish this faster than expected,’ he thought.
Once inside, a single One Sword Breaks Heaven had subdued Nero entirely.
Of course, this was all thanks to the Flame Angel’s Wing Feathers.
Without them, breaking through the portal’s barrier alone would have taken an age.
As Lee Kang-han glanced at the luminously blazing wings,
[Ah…… I thought I was done for…… I really thought the blade would shatter……]
“You okay now?”
[Yes…… Master, or rather, Lord Cheonma……]
The Celestial Sword Spirit, conscious of Shin Nyeo’s presence,
called Lee Kang-han not his disciple but Lord Cheonma—
[But…… the power of the wings, could you perhaps feed it in gently? If you put in just a little at a time, I think I could use it to repair the blade…….]
The spirit proposed to Lee Kang-han that he use the wing’s power to repair the sword.
“I’ll give it a try.”
The Flame Angel’s Wings had a time limit anyway.
I need to use them completely before they fade.
“Pass your power to me gently—just enough to restore the blade.”
Lee Kang-han spoke to the wing.
Flicker, flicker……!
Part of the fire wing fractured minutely.
It transferred its power to the blade.
[Ah…… this is…… just perfect for me…….]
“There’s nothing more I can do for you?”
[Leave it to me……. I’m going to make this sword into my ideal form…… hehe…….]
Even though it was a child’s voice.
For some reason, what she said sounded sinister.
The Celestial Sword Spirit was evidently thrilled.
Whoosh.
Shin Nyeo drifted toward the blade.
[It’s not your sword. Do this properly. Understood?]
[Ah, yes……. If we fix it, it’s good for both of us……. Don’t interfere, this is……!]
[I’m watching.]
[Ah, honestly……. You’re killing the mood…….]
At Shin Nyeo’s warning, the Celestial Sword Spirit immediately shrank back.
Yet she was still giving her all to repairing the blade.
‘Hmm…… the cracks are vanishing in real time.’
The Flame Angel’s Sword, which had been cracked so badly it looked unusable,
was gradually being restored.
If this went well, it might even exceed its current A+ Rank today.
Lee Kang-han watched the blade recover with satisfaction,
then
turned his gaze toward Nero.
“Still burning away, that one.”
When he’d unleashed all the fire power within the barrier using One Sword Breaks Heaven,
he’d thought it wouldn’t last much longer and would melt away soon enough.
Yet Nero was still blazing fiercely.
[It’s definitely shrunk in size. Inside, it seems to be repeating regeneration and annihilation…… but it won’t be able to last indefinitely.]
“Hmm.”
[While we’re at it repairing the blade, wouldn’t it be fine to just observe like this?]
“Right. Since the wing won’t last beyond this, we should use it for all it’s worth.”
It was awkward to attack further from here anyway.
Let’s wait a bit.
Lee Kang-han thought this and surveyed his surroundings.
What caught his eye was debris flying up from the dissolution of the Golden Palace.
‘But it seems like everything here is valuable.’
Though it was called the Golden Palace,
it wasn’t actually a structure made of real gold.
So when the architecture was dismantled, it should have naturally had columns, walls, and so forth—
the foundations that comprised the palace—flying up as well.
What was visible around him, however,
were golden ornaments, works of art, sculptures and the like.
Items appropriate for taking a cut from.
‘I should loot this place.’
After all, he was now branded as a bandit leader by Nero.
Since that’s how he’d been labeled, he might as well live up to it.
Lee Kang-han opened the Myriad Demon Hall and summoned a band of goblins.
“Celestial Demon Era! Ten Thousand Demons Bow in Loyalty!”
Immediately, the Goblin Chieftain bowed with a thunderous sound.
[Hmm. This monster—he did the same thing last time. I like his courtesy toward the Heavenly Demon. He has proper manners.]
At Shin Nyeo’s remark,
the Goblin Chieftain glanced at her and bent his waist at a ninety-degree angle.
“Thank you for the praise!”
The Goblin Chieftain was a textbook example of overconfidence followed by collapse.
Seeing him bow like that,
had he recognized that Shin Nyeo was no ordinary being?
[Hehe. Good manners too. Quite different from someone else.]
With that, Shin Nyeo glanced briefly toward the blade.
[Ah, I’m… I’m working, you know… Don’t bother me……]
[When did I ever bother you?]
The Celestial Sword Spirit’s protest echoed from within the blade.
‘Here the goblin gets treated well, and the spirit gets trampled on.’
You’d think it should be the other way around, just looking at appearances.
Lee Kang-han let out a soft chuckle and turned to the Goblin Chieftain.
“You see all these things here?”
“Ooh… how did so many valuable items all gather in one place!”
“Yeah. Take everything. You lot grab what you need too, while you’re at it.”
“Wooow!!! Understood!!!”
The Goblin Chieftain’s spirits soared higher than usual at the permission to claim his share.
“Let’s go, everyone!!!”
“Tee-hee, tee-hee!!! Yes, Chieftain!!!”
The goblins, delighted, scurried after their leader.
They began systematically plundering the scattered items.
[Thief… you… scoundrel……]
Nero’s voice echoed from within the inferno that followed.
“Yeah. A thief’s gotta use what he gets.”
Lee Kang-han pressed forward without so much as blinking.
About ten minutes passed like that.
-I thought a tower with the Demon with a Smiling Face would put up a real fight, but this is way below expectations
-But why is he still going like that?
-Hurry it up, human!
The Extra-dimensional Viewers were growing restless about how long this was taking.
They began to jeer.
* * *
‘The Extra-dimensional Viewers are back to their old selves.’
The viewers who had been thoroughly cowed while the Demon with a Smiling Face was active
had started chatting again the moment it vanished.
Now they’d returned to their old arrogant and cocky tone entirely.
Yet.
‘They’re not saying they want to leave like they used to.’
Perhaps it was because this channel had hosted the Demon with a Smiling Face.
In the past, comments about leaving because it was boring would’ve flooded in by now.
Now they merely heckled while dutifully keeping their eyes on the screen.
Lee Kang-han glanced at the chat window for a moment, then slowly opened his mouth.
“Nero, I didn’t think you’d last this long.”
[That’s what I’m saying. In that state, it’s not shrinking any further.]
Just as Shin Nyeo said.
Nero, who had once towered over Lee Kang-han before suddenly contracting,
had now stabilized at roughly five meters across and continued burning without shrinking any further.
“Hmm… if this keeps up, I’ll need to land another attack.”
[Why not loot a bit more?]
“If my Dwelling Time runs out, we’re done for.”
[Ah. Right.]
The B2 Floor battlefield was essentially already cleared.
But if the Dwelling Time expired and he was yanked back to reality,
he’d have to start from scratch all over again.
‘Then Nero would lock the door down even harder.’
He’d already used up the Flame Angel’s Wing Feathers.
Piercing his barrier wouldn’t be as easy as before.
It made more sense to end this for certain now than to drag things out looting and risk running out of time.
Just as Lee Kang-han was about to launch his next attack,
“Master!!! I’ve found something unusual!”
The Goblin Chieftain came running from a distance.
“Something unusual?”
“Yes! This instrument here……”
The instrument the chieftain held up
was a small harp made of pure gold.
“Unlike the other items, this one won’t go into the Inventory!”
“Is that so?”
“Yes. I felt a strange power emanating from it, so I brought it back!”
It wouldn’t fit in the chieftain’s Inventory.
Lee Kang-han accepted the small harp from him and examined it.
And then.
[No…… don’t…… my Lyre……!]
From the inferno behind them came Nero’s anguished shriek.
Ah. So it wasn’t a harp—it was a Lyre?
[Plucking the strings of the Lyre before a hundred thousand spectators…… that was supposed to be my final wish……!]
“A hundred thousand?”
So that’s why he kept demanding an audience be gathered?
Lee Kang-han frowned as he listened to the emperor playing at being an artist.
All that roundabout detour because of that obsession with spectators.
‘Well…… in the end, it did work out in my favor.’
If he hadn’t brought an audience and Nero hadn’t persisted like that.
He never would have encountered the Demon with a Smiling Face.
And the Extra-dimensional Viewers wouldn’t have mentioned canceling their Occupation Reservation.
In that sense, Nero’s demand for an audience had actually played out favorably.
‘But that’s beside the point.’
Irritating is still irritating.
Lee Kang-han gripped the Lyre tightly.
The instrument crumpled like tissue paper.
And at that very moment.
[Wait? Nero’s size is shrinking!]
Shin Nyeo pointed toward where Nero was, her expression one of fascination.
Nero’s statue, which hadn’t diminished from five meters tall.
Was it weakening precisely because the Lyre was being destroyed?
‘Interesting.’
Could this instrument possibly be…
The very factor that allowed Nero to endure for so long?
Crunch. Crunch.
As Lee Kang-han compressed the instrument repeatedly.
Shriiiiek…
Nero’s size diminished steadily.
[Stop, leave it alone…… anything but that! Just leave that alone……!]
Nero’s reaction to this was convulsive.
His form had by now shrunk to roughly Lee Kang-han’s own height.
If he kept destroying the Lyre like this.
He could erase Nero entirely.
But before that.
“So let me ask you something.”
[……What is it?]
Lee Kang-han held fast to his leverage—the Lyre—as he seized the opportunity.
He decided to resolve the mystery.
“Why do you belong to the Seven Sins Order?”
[Me……?]
“Yeah. A tyrant like you isn’t exactly rare in human history.”
[A, a tyrant!? I was merely killed unjustly by rebels! Most of my people loved me!!! They all deeply appreciated my artistic talents!]
Artistic talents, he said.
Wasn’t it just that the citizens found it entertaining to watch an emperor play an instrument?
Still, Lee Kang-han chose not to contest the point.
“Right. I understand, Your Majesty the Artist.”
He acknowledged Nero as an artist emperor for now.
Since it wasn’t really the important part anyway.
[Ahem. Yes. So at least you have some basic sense of appreciation!]
“So then, Your Artistic Majesty—why were you summoned to the Seven Sins Order as the Demon of Pride?”
[That is…….]
Nero didn’t answer immediately, trailing off instead.
Rip.
Lee Kang-han tore away a piece of the Lyre.
Shwooooo…….
Nero, now shrunk to half the size of Lee Kang-han, recoiled.
[I will speak! I will tell you!]
“Then do it. Quickly.”
[I, I am…… a being who has awakened a certain ‘Potential’!]
“Potential…… awakened?”
This is the complete opposite of what happened with Columbus..
Lee Kang-han knitted his brow as he listened to Nero’s words.
The Celestial Demon Wrecks the Tower (serialized)
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