The Heavenly Demon Destroys the Tower - Chapter 63

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Episode 63
‘So they are giving me an item after all.’
An unexpected encounter with the eyeball angel, a Constellation Sponsorship offer—
I’d figured the special item was just an excuse, that this sponsorship was the real goal.
But it seemed they were going through with the item award as well.
“Can I choose what I want?”
[Within what’s possible for me. If you have nothing in particular in mind, I can offer a recommendation.]
“A recommendation, then…….”
At Lee Kang-han’s question,
a whoosh—!
flames kindled from the topmost of the six pairs of wings.
Then,
ten feathers snapped clean from there
and floated before Lee Kang-han’s eyes.
And above them, an item description materialized.
[Feathers of the Flaming Angel]
Rank: S+
Single-use item.
Upon use, wings of flame erupt from your back, enabling flight.
The generated flaming wings deal formidable damage to enemies of darkness attribute.
The wings persist for a minimum of 10 minutes to a maximum of 2 hours, depending on your magical power.
‘A one-time use item, then.’
Getting flaming wings and the ability to fly was attractive enough,
but still—one use felt a bit lacking.
‘Though I suppose this would be useful when fighting Columbus.’
With wings, I wouldn’t need to struggle using Water-Skimming over the ocean.
As he considered this while reading the feather description,
[I can give you up to ten of them.]
the eyeball angel told him it could provide ten feathers.
With that many, I wouldn’t need to worry about facing Columbus.
And yet.
‘A sword seems better than one-time items, though.’
Better than wings that run out after ten uses
would be equipment I could use indefinitely.
Lee Kang-han thought it over, then asked the angel,
“This item looks promising, but personally, I’d prefer a sword.”
[A sword……?]
“What I need most right now is a sword.”
[Don’t you already have a sword?]
Was it talking about the Heavenly Sword Spirit?
“To summon that sword freely, I need a medium, and they say I need at least an A-Rank sword for it to work.”
The message window fell silent for a moment,
then—crack-crack!
A fissure spread across part of the enormous eye.
And then,
whoosh!
a sword shot forth from it.
[This worn blade is all I can give you right now.]
Just as the angel’s message suggested,
the sword floating before Lee Kang-han looked worn at first glance,
its blade crisscrossed with cracks.
[Faded Sword of Flaming Angel]
Rank: A+
A Flaming Angel’s sword whose blade has cracked from long deprivation of celestial radiance and warmth.
Its utility as a weapon is limited,
but because it was once a divine blade, its Rank is measured higher than its actual function warrants.
‘Despite its appearance, because it’s an angel’s sword, the Rank is rated high.’
Feels like I’ll need to take it to a smithy for repairs right away.
But A+—that’s genuinely a great acquisition.
Lee Kang-han gazed steadily at the sword.
[Will you take it, even so?]
The angel’s message surfaced in his mind again.
Ten usable feathers instead of the full set.
“Can that sword not be repaired?”
[To repair the sword perfectly would require celestial light and heat. However, if you have a Heavenly Sword Spirit at your command, you should be able to make use of it, even if complete restoration is impossible.]
The angel seemed to know well of the Heavenly Sword Spirit.
It spoke of “making use of it” once a spirit was bound to the blade.
Lee Kang-han’s mind was made.
“Then I’ll choose the sword.”
[Very well.]
Whoosh…
The blade drifted toward Lee Kang-han.
The moment he gripped it,
a flash of light—!
Brilliance rippled from the steel.
[You have obtained the Faded Sword of Flaming Angel.]
[The item has been added to your inventory.]
The sword vanished from his hand.
‘Even in poor condition, it’s A+ Rank, so the spirit shouldn’t call it shabby.’
That Heavenly Sword Spirit, always grumbling about barely having A Rank.
Still, this blade was originally an angel’s weapon and carried A+ Rank,
so it shouldn’t reject him outright.
As Lee Kang-han made up his mind to use the sword in his next battle,
[Take these as well.]
Soft whisper.
From the ten feathers floating in the void,
two drifted toward Lee Kang-han’s eyes.
“You’re… giving me feathers too?”
They’d been reduced from ten to two,
but a gift was a gift.
Lee Kang-han blinked.
Zing.
Another message appeared.
[Yes. These will be essential to you later.]
Truth be told, they had their use at the First Tower right now.
Something in the angel’s confident tone made Lee Kang-han sense that it knew more than it was saying.
“…Where would these feathers be needed?”
So he tried asking about it,
[I would tell you all if I could, but I cannot offer further aid to one who lacks Constellation Sponsorship. What I’ve already done strains the limits.]
“I see.”
Without Constellation Sponsorship, then.
There were only so many ways the angel could help.
Lee Kang-han felt a twinge of regret,
but he couldn’t accept sponsorship only to see his Cheonma Body Constitution plummet to F Rank.
“I understand. This is more than enough to be grateful for.”
[Very well. Then let us part w%&(#$.)
The message that should have been dismissing him came through clearly at first,
then the characters began to glitch toward the end.
‘Is this why it said it was overextending itself?’
Even the message interface was cut off—the system showed no mercy.
Lee Kang-han bowed his head slightly toward the angel.
‘I didn’t enjoy being bathed in light while it tested whether I was a Demon Follower,
but well, I came away with multiple items.
The flight to Los Angeles was worth it.’
The Constellation listed as “Angel Kael”—
judging by how it treated him, it leaned toward benevolent.
‘Though it looked nothing like the common image of an angel, come to think of it.’
A giant eye with wings, for heaven’s sake.
If ordinary people saw something like that, they’d probably just prostrate themselves without a second thought.
As Lee Kang-han mused thus, he glanced back over his shoulder.
In the dead center of that enormous eye.
Something whitish seemed to move.
“……?”
Curious, he looked more carefully.
In the middle of the eye.
The head of someone with long white hair was protruding outward.
‘……What is that?’
There was a person inside the eye?
Lee Kang-han stared at the head with startled eyes.
But the face itself was obscured by light, so he couldn’t make out what it looked like.
“Haa…… Eh? H-hieek!”
Then.
A voice rang out from the light, startled and alarmed.
Whoosh!
The head vanished swiftly back into the eye.
[&$]ㅕ&)ㅂ$!]
[%$+23-$ㄴㅊ$!!!]
Messages appeared before Lee Kang-han’s eyes in rapid succession.
‘Sending messages like that won’t work anyway—the characters are all garbled, so I can’t read a thing……’
But the general meaning seemed to be
something like: don’t look back and get out quickly?
‘I should leave.’
No point antagonizing an angel.
Lee Kang-han thought as much and walked out.
As he made his way out of the world of light and continued forward.
“……Lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil.”
Still on his knees.
His father was deep in prayer.
* * *
“It’s finished, Father.”
“Ah, is that so…… Did you meet that being?”
“Yes. I never imagined there’d be an angel beneath FIPA Headquarters. Quite a shock.”
Lee Kang-han shrugged as he spoke.
Lee Jun-il rose to his feet, his face rigid, and gave his son a stern charge.
“You must not tell a soul about this. It is classified above all else.”
“Of course. Besides, who would believe such a story?”
“These are times when towers keep rising. There are plenty who would believe.”
“Ah. I understand. I’ll keep the secret well. I’ve also received something from it.”
“Is that so……?”
Lee Jun-il’s interest was piqued by what his son had ‘received.’
But he didn’t press eagerly for details.
He merely stole glances at his son from the side.
So he’d become a devout believer without my knowing it.
He was curious about the object from the angel, but perhaps he couldn’t bring himself to ask first?
“I received a sword and feathers.”
“……I see.”
“But Father, what about you? Why are you here?”
At the question, Lee Jun-il released a deep sigh.
“I never dreamed I’d end up here either. What I initially signed up for was a clinical trial of a new experimental medicine.”
“A clinical trial?”
“Yes. The subjects were…… parents of children afflicted with Tower Syndrome.”
Parents of Tower Syndrome patients were the subjects?
Lee Kang-han blinked.
“That’s curious, isn’t it? Running experiments on the parents rather than on the patients with Tower Syndrome themselves.”
“I thought it was strange too and verified it multiple times. But it was a trial conducted by a reputable Medical Foundation, and the compensation was substantial. As someone who needed money at the time, I had no choice but to participate.”
His father, who had quit his job and searched the country over while looking for his mother.
He’d exhausted his savings in the process, and his finances had deteriorated sharply.
So he’d ended up enrolling in that clinical trial.
“But…… Hah.”
Lee Jun-il trailed off and heaved another heavy sigh.
He continued slowly.
“At the location where the test subjects gathered, we witnessed a shocking truth.”
“A shocking truth, you say?”
“That one of the parents of a child afflicted with Tower Syndrome was, in fact, a Demon Follower.”
“A Demon Follower?”
Demon Follower.
Was that really a term that belonged in the twenty-first century?
“I had the same reaction at first. I thought it was absurd—something that made no sense in the modern world.”
“Of course, I imagine anyone would.”
“But when that person appeared before the assembly hall where the clinical trial subjects had gathered… everything changed.”
“That person… you mean an angel?”
“Yes. When that person emitted light, nearly half of those present had their faces stripped away. And from beneath, a terrible stench rose along with black smoke.”
Black smoke.
Lee Kang-han found his mind returning to that day in Cheonma Valley.
‘Even in the training hall where I heard Mother’s voice, each time I smashed them, black smoke would rise like that…’
Shin Nyeo had certainly noticed it then too.
She’d said the Demonic Energy emanating from there was considerable.
As Lee Kang-han recalled those events and his expression hardened,
Lee Jun-il opened his mouth with a grave tone.
“You remember your mother looking young, don’t you?”
“I do. From elementary school on, people around us would ask if she was your older sister.”
“Right. At work, I heard comments like, ‘Your daughter’s already grown up this much?'”
It wasn’t that she looked young for her age.
Your mother, Yoo Yi-su, simply looked like she was in her early twenties no matter how much time passed.
As Lee Kang-han recalled the image of his mother,
Lee Jun-il continued.
“All of the test subjects whose faces were stripped away in that assembly hall shared that youthful appearance.”
“…Is that so?”
“Yes. Once the Demonic Energy was removed, those who returned had faces matching their actual age. Because of that, no small number of them fell into depression.”
Even accounting for the Demonic Energy,
going from looking like you’re in your early twenties to your actual age would be enough to cause depression, honestly.
But then…
“The Demon Followers’ faces were stripped away, but they all recovered, then?”
“Yes. That person said that while they’re called Demon Followers, they were victims as well—that they must have been infected by Demonic Energy without knowing it themselves. Because of that understanding, all of them were able to continue living their lives.”
Infected victims.
Then… could Mother be the same?
That thought crossed Lee Kang-han’s mind, but—
“However… our household was different.”
“Different, how?”
Lee Jun-il immediately shattered that hope.
“Your mother isn’t a Demon Follower… she’s the Celestial Demon itself.”
The Celestial Demon Destroys the Tower (Serialization)
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