The Heavenly Demon Destroys the Tower - Chapter 93

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Chapter 93
1st – Yu Do-ah
2nd – Lee Kang-han
3rd – Shin Yu-ri
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Starting from first place.
A ranking table with names and positions listed all the way down to 200th.
Lee Kang-han saw the name that appeared there and recognized the short-haired girl’s real name.
Yu Do-ah, then.
‘So she really was in first place.’
The surname Yu.
But wait—that’s the same surname as my mother’s, isn’t it?
‘The ghost of Shin Nyeo knew herself as Yu Se-ran…. All three of them share the Yu surname.’
Could Yu be connected to the Cheonma Divine Sect’s high priestess in some way?
As Lee Kang-han was uncovering these overlapping threads.
“Ugh…… forty-fifth place.”
“What does rank matter? What matters is that this ends.”
“Right. Dead last—who cares? Getting out of this hell is what counts.”
Some stared at their ranking and despaired.
Others dismissed the whole thing as meaningless and simply waited for the trials in Cheonma Valley to conclude.
But then.
[Rewards will be distributed according to rank.]
As the ranking table remained floating in place.
And a message appeared below it, a strange tension rippled through the crowd.
“Rewards……?”
“After all this hell—we’d better get something worth having!”
“Damn right! Dragged here by force, killed how many times—I’m getting something out of this!”
Venting the anguish of having died again and again.
The people filled with anticipation at the promise of reward.
But then.
[Those ranked 51st through 200th will receive no reward and will be expelled.]
“What……?”
“Nothing? They’re giving us nothing?!”
Fifty-first through 200th.
One hundred and fifty people vanished without any reward at all.
Flash—
Their entire bodies dissolved into pure white light and disappeared.
“Wait…… they were expelled just like that?”
“This fast?”
Those watching three-quarters of Cheonma Valley vanish in the blink of an eye were stunned.
“Still…… they at least got us out of this hell, right?”
“Yeah, that’s right……! They’re actually letting us leave!”
“That’s the point. Who cares about reward…… getting out is what matters!”
Finding solace in the mere fact that they could escape.
They waited for the next message.
And then.
[Those ranked 20th through 50th will receive a random S-grade Trait as reward.]
At the message promising S-grade Traits.
People’s eyes widened.
“S-grade Trait……?”
“Is it a Player Trait?!”
“This can’t be real! An S-grade……!”
Among the countless Players, S-grade Traits were treated as supremely precious.
If one could only possess an S-grade Trait.
It would be worth winning first prize in a lottery.
No—more than that, it was a reward greater than anything else could offer.
Exceptional Players were sought after by multiple nations across the world competing to recruit them.
“All that suffering…… it was worth it……!”
“If you’re S-grade, you don’t even need to study!!!”
“But then, how good are the rewards for the next tier?”
The excited crowd
was hanging on every word, desperate to know what prizes awaited at the higher levels.
[Ranks 6 through 19 receive a random SS-grade Trait as their reward.]
[Ranks 3 through 5 receive a random SSS-grade Trait as their reward.]
SS-grade for ranks 6 through 19.
SSS-grade Traits for ranks 3 through 5—the messages cascaded across the sky.
“SSS-grade…… they’re really giving that out here……?”
“Wow. All this difference for just one place……!”
Those ranked below twentieth, who’d been celebrating their S-grade moments before,
now turned to peer at one another with eyes clouded by regret and envy.
Though their names had appeared on the rankings,
they didn’t know each other well enough to say who was who.
“Who got the SSS-grade?”
“I’m jealous…….”
Without knowing for certain who’d claimed the SSS-grade
and who’d settled for SS-grade,
they could only size one another up in the dark.
Though among them, there were a few
“Wow……! I got SS!”
“This is it……! The moment I get back to reality, I’m quitting school right away!”
—excited teenagers boasting loudly.
But they were only a handful.
And then.
[Rank 2 receives EX-grade Equipment: Geokma Seungcheondo.]
The message for second place flashed across the screen.
The crowd’s eyes went wide.
“Equipment……?”
“They’re giving out an item?”
“Isn’t an SSS-grade Trait better than equipment?”
“Doesn’t second place lose out?”
Everyone had been wondering what prize could outrank an SSS-grade Trait,
and the answer was: the Geokma Seungcheondo—a weapon.
‘Judging by the name alone, it seems to be a sword.’
Was this the reward I was originally supposed to receive?
Lee Kang-han gazed at the second-place reward, the Geokma Seungcheondo,
and his mind drifted back to the moment when the character for “Demon” had been carved into his chest.
The long blade that short-haired Shin Nyeo had wielded then.
Could that possibly have been the Geokma Seungcheondo?
‘The way it shattered the barrier in an instant, the way it conjured this screen in empty air……she was definitely not carrying an ordinary sword.’
As Lee Kang-han turned these thoughts over,
[Rank 1 receives the Trait: Cheonma Body Constitution.]
At last, the first-place reward appeared.
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“Cheonma Body Constitution…….”
“So they put us through all this hell just to hand out the Cheonma at the end?!”
“That’s…… definitely worthy of first place.”
Compared to second place’s Geokma Seungcheondo,
first place’s Cheonma Body Constitution felt like a reward true to Cheonma Valley’s purpose.
Struck by how vastly different the top two prizes were,
the crowd’s gaze flickered between Yu Do-ah and Lee Kang-han.
‘Even if they don’t know each other’s names, they’ve all figured out that we’re the ones in first and second.’
Of course.
These two had passed every trial in Cheonma Valley,
and they alone had been granted those threads of light descending from the heavens—lifelines that set them apart.
They might not understand what the Korean names meant,
but anyone with even a sliver of perception would have known first and second place had to come from those two.
Then.
Ding.
[Each of your ranks will be displayed above your heads.]
Along with the message that ranks had appeared.
Swoosh……!
Numbers began materializing above people’s heads.
Above Yu Do-ah’s head, the number 1 gleamed in blood-red light.
‘My head is…… 2nd place.’
Above Lee Kang-han’s head, the number 2 shimmered in pure white light.
And from the rest.
Numbers in blue light appeared uniformly for everyone, ranking from 3rd all the way down to 50th.
Then.
[You are given 30 minutes for a Rank Change Opportunity.]
[When a candidate dies, your score decreases, and your rank can shift in real-time based on your score.]
[During the ‘Rank Change Time,’ you will be revived one minute after death even if you die.]
[Don’t miss your chance to change your rank!]
The message was saying that if a candidate died, their score would drop.
A message not to miss this “opportunity” flashed before them.
“What on earth does this mean?”
“If we die, our score drops…… and our rank shifts based on that score…….”
“You’re not saying we should kill each other, are you?!”
The candidates who grasped the true meaning of the message
Gulp.
swallowed hard and began backing away from one another.
Mostly those protecting themselves were people ranked 19th and above who had received an SS-grade Trait.
On the other hand.
“An S-grade isn’t enough…… it’s not enough. I’ve died countless times here, and an S-grade alone just isn’t enough!”
“That’s right. Those bastards with high ranks only got them by sucking up to Lee Kang-han! I can tell—the ones basking in that light are the ones with high ranks!”
“Exactly! Especially that woman in 3rd place! She just clings to the guy next to her and never dies, so she’s got that ranking!”
From 20th to 50th place.
Those who had received an S-grade Trait picked up their weapons with murderous eyes.
and fixed their gaze on ranks higher than their own.
The moment the message appeared.
The atmosphere was already electric with impending violence.
‘This is…… strange. The speed at which they lose composure and their eyes glaze over is far too quick. Is Cheonma Valley’s environment really that harsh?’
The difference between an S-grade Trait and an SS-grade Trait was considerable.
But the fact that people’s attitudes flipped the instant the message appeared—from indifference to “I’ll kill anyone above me to rise up”—struck him as deeply wrong.
There was something unsettling about it.
“Let’s drag those bastards down first……!”
“We don’t need to fight each other, do we? Taking down the SS-grades comes first!”
Before long, from 20th to 50th place.
Those who had received an S-grade Trait formed groups and began pressuring those ranked above them.
“Are they insane, these people……!”
“They really mean to kill for just one rank higher?”
“Everyone, let’s unite! We can’t just die like this, can we?!”
Those from 19th place and above were clustering together in response.
The two sides were on the verge of collision.
Then.
“Enough.”
Step. Step.
Yu Do-ah walked between the two groups.
With a long sword gripped in one hand, she surveyed the crowd.
“All of you, stay still.”
She stood in the middle, blocking the conflict between the two factions.
“1st, 1st place……?!”
“Why all of a sudden……?!”
Until now, Yu Do-ah had been pitiless and emotionless, sharing not even a shred of that light.
Indiscriminately slaughtering people.
So when she suddenly stepped into their dispute.
“You, you, why are you getting involved now?!”
“You said you’d share some light, and then you went around slitting our throats……!”
Those ranked in the lower tiers erupted in fury.
One.
A few people, overcome with excitement, stepped forward and began pointing—
Slice!
Their heads flew from their shoulders in an instant.
“Ah… ah…”
“She… she killed them again…”
“…….”
Silence rippled through the assembly.
That’s right.
This woman.
When she said she’d do something, she did it.
“I told you to stay still.”
As Yu Do-ah issued the warning once more.
The people unconsciously stepped backward.
The first-ranked swordsman from Cheonma Valley, renowned for the most brutal techniques.
With physical abilities on a different tier altogether, she was a calamity that none dared oppose.
The candidates who had been about to split into rival factions and fight lost all will to resist.
She swept her gaze across the crowd.
“Lee Kang-han.”
She approached him and called his name.
“What do you want?”
“Cheonma. You do it.”
“…What?”
Lee Kang-han blinked, caught off guard by the unexpected demand.
The others shared his confusion.
They stared at Yu Do-ah, unable to fathom what she meant.
“Stab me with that sword.”
“…I have no intention of killing someone just to raise my rank.”
“Are you an idiot? Even if the Geokma Seungcheondo is EX-grade, it’s still just an item. It can’t compare to the Cheonma Body Constitution.”
“And what about you?”
“Me?”
Yu Do-ah opened her mouth to respond to his question.
“I’m different. I’m sick of Cheonma.”
Sick of it.
Did it relate to her being a maiden of the Cheonma Divine Sect?
‘But why does she talk about it like someone who’s already experienced Cheonma?’
Since they were viewing this from Yu Do-ah’s perspective.
He couldn’t see what expression crossed her face as she spoke.
Only—
“So hurry up and kill me.”
The way she urged him to end her life.
Made it clear her offer to yield first place was genuine.
“…No matter what you say, it’s all over now. I won’t kill anyone for it.”
“Not even to gain the Cheonma Body Constitution?”
“No.”
“You’re that principled? You were swinging your sword without hesitation a moment ago.”
“I only cut down those who had transformed into monsters.”
With a firm voice, Lee Kang-han refused to kill for the Cheonma Body Constitution.
“I see…”
Yu Do-ah, her words faltering.
Drew.
Her blade from its sheath once more.
Then.
With one smooth motion.
She pressed the edge of the blade against her own throat without hesitation.
“Then I have no choice.”
“You’re not seriously…?”
Horror crossed Lee Kang-han’s face one last time.
Rip!
The sound of something being cut.
The screen went pitch black.
“Huh……?”
What is this?
That short-haired priestess from before.
Did she really just slit her own throat?
‘He said points drop when you die, so suicide could be a way to lose points too…….’
But how many people in the world would be bold enough to slice through their own neck so decisively?
And to surrender first place just to become second?
Lee Kang-han could not hide his shock at Yu Do-ah’s actions.
Fzzzzz…….
The darkened screen flickered back to life, revealing Cheonma Valley once more.
The first thing that appeared was.
Lee Kang-han, still wearing the number “2” above his head.
“What? I’m still first?”
Swish.
Yu Do-ah’s gaze darted between her own severed head lying on the ground
and Lee Kang-han’s number.
“I have to die again.”
Slash.
She brought the blade to her neck once more
and sliced.
She cut through her own throat a second time.
‘She died more than once……?’
Thus,
the priestess who had just killed herself a second time,
“I’m still first? Why is the score difference so huge? You haven’t even died once. Ah, is it because you haven’t killed anyone?”
After her third resurrection left the rankings unchanged, she grumbled at length.
“Going again?”
Schick!
She sliced through her own neck yet again.
Severing her throat time and again,
by the time Yu Do-ah’s severed heads rolling across the ground totaled five,
[Ranks 1 and 2 are being swapped.]
The number floating above Lee Kang-han’s head
shifted from “2” to “1”.
The Heavenly Demon Breaks the Tower (Serial)
Author │ Yeom Bi
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