The Legendary Regressor Devours the Tower - Chapter 29

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Chapter 29
A Cyclops boasting Level 55.
The creature’s single eye had fixed entirely upon the human.
In that instant, his body vanished.
‘Concealment.’
The one-eyed Cyclops.
They awaken their innate abilities from birth, and their rank is determined through those very powers.
Concealment possessed tremendous potential as an ability, but a critical flaw had been discovered, relegating it to D-rank status.
For this reason, consuming humans to grow stronger and elevate its rank was the ultimate goal—and the human before it was truly a delectable prey for achieving that objective.
‘The greater the potential, the more it aids growth.’
Surely.
I will seize this one, no matter what.
The Cyclops launched itself from the ground, targeting the human before bringing its club down in a vicious overhead stroke.
I’ll grant you credit for dodging the first attack—but you cannot possibly evade this one.
Whoosh—
Crack!
The Cyclops’s expression froze.
‘He dodged that too?’
The club that had come down so confidently struck only the hapless earth.
Boom-crack—
With destructive force that defied imagination, the ground trembled beneath the impact.
“Gasp!”
“What—what on earth……?”
Cries of alarm spilled from the humans who had retreated indoors.
Under normal circumstances, the Cyclops would have smiled with satisfaction at the sight of humans trembling with fear—but there was no room for such indulgence now.
‘This isn’t funny!’
The Concealment had still not lifted.
The Cyclops pinpointed the human’s location and swung its club horizontally.
Whoosh—
The human crouched low, barely slipping past the blow.
‘How on earth……?’
There was no time for questions.
The human rose and thrust his blade upward, aiming to sever the creature’s left thigh.
Hmph—as if that pitiful sword could bring me down!
The Cyclops’s mouth curled upward as it withdrew its left leg and attempted to block the attack with its club.
Clang!
“Hm?”
The raised grin froze in place.
It had meant to overpower him through raw strength, but instead of suppressing the blow, the wrist holding the club began to tingle.
This could only mean one thing: the human’s strength matched or exceeded its own.
How could this be happening?
Where could such monstrous strength possibly come from?
A trickle of cold sweat ran down the Cyclops’s forehead.
Though it struggled to maintain composure, it could not help but waver before such an abnormal turn of events.
It released its Concealment and glared at the human with all its might.
The human’s mouth twisted into a thin smile, and he spoke with casual contempt.
“Weaker than I expected.”
“What did you say?!”
With provocation added to the insult, the Cyclops’s composure finally cracked.
Mana began to roil across the iron club.
“Is that Qi Enhancement?”
“You know of Qi Enhancement? Where exactly do you hail from?”
“A place you wouldn’t know.”
“So you mean to mock me to the very end.”
“I’m telling you the truth. No one here knows that I’m a Climber.”
“What?”
A Climber?
The Cyclops struggled to make sense of the words, turning them over in its mind.
“That’s right.”
The human chuckled softly at the creature’s confusion.
The Cyclops gnashed its teeth as if Seong-un had claimed victory with that smile.
“I’ll tear that mouth of yours to shreds.”
* * *
Good.
Whoosh—
The trajectory of the creature’s attacks grew easier to read.
It was losing its composure, and with it, its discipline.
‘It’s certainly different from the Tower of Ruin.’
The races dwelling in the Tower of Ruin understood Levels and Stats well.
That made sense—they possessed Levels and Stats themselves.
But the Tower of Miracles was different.
The races he’d faced in his previous life had constrained him with nothing but raw power, wielding no Levels or Stats.
This Cyclops too operated without any concept of Level or Stats, and therefore couldn’t comprehend the sheer strength flowing from Seong-un’s body.
Clang!
The iron club and blade collided head-on once more.
The downward crushing force was considerable, bolstered as it was by Qi Enhancement.
Seong-un felt the same sharp pain radiating from wrist to shoulder as his opponent did.
Even his legs trembled faintly.
Before he’d activated it, he’d held the advantage in strength. Now, that edge had slipped back to the Cyclops.
Yet he showed no sign of strain, looking up at the creature without a flicker of concern.
“So much for tearing my mouth to shreds. You’re all talk.”
“You can wield Qi Enhancement?!”
The Cyclops’s eye widened in alarm, its voice trembling with shock.
Seong-un made no move to deny it.
A faint azure veil clung to his blade as well, wreathing the edge in luminous power.
Qi Enhancement.
It channeled the body’s mana outward and fused it with a weapon to dramatically amplify both attack and defense.
The interdimensional humans dwelling in the Tower of Ruin called it Qi, but climbers like Seong-un, whose primary energy was mana, used that term instead.
And while wielding such enhancement typically required a corresponding passive skill, Seong-un possessed no such skill, yet had intercepted the Cyclops’s blow with perfect mimicry.
‘I can imitate well enough.’
He had been called the Sword Saint in his previous life, after all.
Though he couldn’t deny his reliance on skills in that regard, he’d handled Qi Enhancement countless times and could easily mimic its form.
‘But how do I finish this?’
He’d like nothing more than to sever a leg and exploit the eye as a weakness, or use One Blade Two Severed to slice through its neck in one stroke and end this.
Even as the creature lost its composure and its attacks became easier to predict, finding an opening remained difficult.
The Qi Enhancement was too fierce; he couldn’t afford to drag this out.
Seong-un discreetly opened his Inventory, hiding his left hand behind his back.
Whoosh—
The Cyclops swung its club.
His Danger Sense flared in response, and Seong-un shifted his weight to his right foot, diving sideways.
The club cleaved through air and struck earth, but Seong-un bent both knees and thrust hard off the ground, launching himself forward.
“You think you can catch me with movements like that?!”
The Cyclops roared in indignation, lifted the club slightly, and hurled it in a massive diagonal arc from lower right to upper left, aimed at Seong-un.
‘It’s definitely easy to read.’
It had to be.
In raw strength, Seong-un could match the Cyclops, but his other attributes were so far below its level that the creature could barely stifle a yawn.
That made counterattacking nearly impossible.
Yet in his previous life, Seong-un had fought countless races whose Levels and Stats exceeded his own.
This was already accounted for.
As he jumped, Seong-un hurled the dagger he’d drawn from his Inventory, then raised his sword and took a defensive stance.
‘Now, what will you do?’
If the Cyclops blocked the dagger, it would have to abandon its attack. Then he’d exploit that gap, drive his blade into its abdomen, and seize dominance.
Instead, the Cyclops chose to continue attacking Seong-un rather than swat the dagger aside.
Clang—
Club and blade met, and Seong-un went flying sideways, slamming hard into the wall.
“Ugh!”
The impact was severe.
His Health plummeted below half in an instant, and he coughed up blood.
But the Cyclops had fared no better.
“Shrieeeek!”
As the Cyclops swung its club, an opening appeared—and the dagger Seong-un hurled struck true, embedding itself directly in its single eye.
That had to hurt.
He’d poured mana into the blade to sharpen its edge.
Using his sword as a crutch, Seong-un staggered to his feet.
If he lingered here, victory was no guarantee.
“Hack!”
Coughing, he clenched his teeth and rushed forward.
“You pathetic human scum!”
The creature roared and flailed its club in a frenzy.
Fortunately, the 1% trigger rate on Sword Mastery had just activated.
Healing Seal—ten minutes.
It would have expected to recover from dagger damage quickly, but with healing sealed, the creature panicked.
This wasn’t the end.
[Deep Poison has been inflicted.]
Through Velos’ Tears, he’d inflicted Deep Poison on the creature.
The Velos’ Tears he’d consumed before entering the Tower of Miracles.
He’d thrown the dagger at the cost of his own body’s balance for this very purpose—to inflict Deep Poison.
‘I need to end this in one strike.’
The potency of Deep Poison depended entirely on the user’s capabilities.
Even with Seong-un’s Level raised to 21, it was still far short of this Cyclops.
But now, with the creature in panic,
he had to cut off its life swiftly.
’40.’
His mana had climbed to 48.
After clashing with the creature, only 40 remained.
Seong-un invested all 40 mana into this one strike, betting everything on it.
The blade flushed crimson, just as before.
[One Blade Two Severed activated.]
[Success rate: 80%.]
An 80% chance.
If he succeeded, a miracle.
If he failed, retreat.
‘Whatever happens, I’m staking everything on this attack.’
Seong-un lunged forward.
Whoosh—
The creature thrashed in agony, swinging its club wildly, but Seong-un opened his Danger Sense and dodged the attacks, closing in on the Cyclops.
‘I’ll cut.’
Standing before the Cyclops, Seong-un lowered his center of gravity.
The crimson-stained blade dipped so low it nearly kissed the earth.
Then he kicked off the ground and the blade erupted upward.
Slice—
Splash!
From groin to abdomen, chest, and head,
the five-meter colossus split cleanly in two, the halves toppling sideways as torrents of blood soaked the soil.
Despite the horrific scene, Seong-un’s smile refused to fade.
One Blade Two Severed had landed perfectly.
[The One-Eyed Cyclops has been defeated.]
[You have been awarded 150,000 Experience Points.]
[Your Level has increased by 3.]
[You have bestowed a Miracle upon the inhabitants of the 1st Floor.]
‘Different from my past life.’
Not a failure.
He had successfully climbed the Tower of Miracles.
[A reward is granted to the Climber who has bestowed a Miracle.]
[Would you like to claim your reward now?]
Unlike the Tower of Ruin, there was no separate clear evaluation score.
‘But why offer a choice?’
It felt as though something remained.
“I’ll hold off for now.”
As Seong-un chose to defer, people who’d been hiding in their homes emerged and opened their doors.
They stared down at the corpse of the Cyclops, eyes wide with shock.
“Se—Seong-un brought down that monster!”
“Seong-un! Are you hurt?”
He had become a hero in their eyes, where once he had been the object of their hatred.
By destroying the Cyclops that had strangled their village, he had restored their freedom.
“If you had only stayed meek and accepted your role as a sacrifice……!”
“Mother…….”
“Oh, God…….”
And yet not all of them sang Seong-un’s praises.
Because Seong-un had refused to be offered as a sacrifice, the Cyclops had marched into the village; and though he had fought with every fiber of his being, he could not prevent all casualties.
Those who had lost family or suffered harm glared at him with eyes full of resentment.
‘Wherever you go, the same sort always exists.’
Those who had suffered little could now sing praises—they no longer had to tremble in fear of the Cyclops.
Those who had suffered greatly believed that if Seong-un had only meekly accepted his role as sacrifice, there would have been no harm at all. They laid the blame for their suffering at his feet and cursed him for it.
Humans are inherently self-centered in their thinking—it is the default.
These people were no exception.
‘It’s not entirely wrong, though.’
He would not deny it.
Had he meekly accepted his role as a sacrifice, there would have been no immediate harm.
Yet if given the choice again, he would make the same decision.
Because Seong-un was human, too.
Grrrrrrrroooaaaaan—
And then it came.
The ground began to shudder violently.
‘!’
Seong-un’s face went rigid.
His Supersensitivity had been screaming a constant warning of danger.
Whooosh—
In that moment, a wall of wind struck him with brutal force, and pain erupted across his body.
Crash!
“Ugh!”
The deafening blast that followed.
From the impact, Seong-un collapsed where he stood.
His head rang; his ears went numb.
When Seong-un gathered his wits and looked around, everyone except him lay unconscious on the ground.
“Tch. Foolish bastard. Defeated by mere humans?”
As Seong-un raised his head, his eyes narrowed.
Ten Cyclopes stood before him.
They began bringing their clubs down upon the fallen villagers.
[You have confronted the true nature of the Miracle.]
[The Climber who bestowed the Miracle of ‘the Fleeting Moment’ shall receive an extraordinary reward.]
An All-Devouring Regressor Consumes the Tower (Serialized)
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