The Legendary Regressor Devours the Tower - Chapter 32

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Episode 32
Seong-un stood before the bridge spanning the Lava Lake.
The bridge was in poor condition.
It was a hasty construction of wooden planks coated with mana and bound to ropes, the craftsmanship crude beyond measure, and with gaps throughout—one slip and he’d plummet into the lava lake to his death.
‘The difficulty wasn’t supposed to be this high…’
He was only on Floor 6 now.
It wasn’t the kind of place where crossing a section cost you your life before you’d even begun hunting monsters.
‘Difficulty Adjustment must have started.’
Difficulty Adjustment.
A rule that applied from Floor 6 of the Tower of Destruction onward.
It scanned a Climber’s level and adjusted the environmental difficulty accordingly.
‘The problem is, it only ever goes one direction.’
They called it Difficulty Adjustment, but the name was misleading.
If a Climber’s level fell short of Floor 6’s standard, the tower should adjust downward—but the Tower of Destruction only ever raised the difficulty.
‘The saving grace is that there’s a ceiling.’
An upper limit.
Even the adjustment of difficulty had its bounds.
Without that ceiling, the situation would have been far more grim.
Seong-un stepped onto the bridge.
It felt nothing like the one he’d crossed in his previous life.
The swaying was far more severe, and the height so low that Blood Liquor could graze it with a jump.
“Screeeech!”
As expected, Blood Liquor leaped.
In that instant, lava surged upward, cresting into a wave that tried to swallow Seong-un whole.
‘Divine Descent.’
Seong-un triggered Divine Descent.
His body filled with mana armor, and an A-grade Asgard Sword materialized in his grip.
Whoosh—
Seong-un planted himself and swept the blade upward in one sharp arc.
Blood Liquor’s head split clean in two and fell back into the lava lake.
‘One down.’
Screeeech—
Simultaneously, lava engulfed Seong-un.
But his fire resistance was high enough, and Divine Descent protected his body well enough that it dealt him no real harm.
[Durability decreased by 1%.]
Divine Descent was not invincible.
When the mana armor’s durability reached 0%, it shattered by force and became unusable for 24 hours.
Even if it didn’t break, durability didn’t begin recovering until 6 hours had passed, and it regenerated at 1% every 10 minutes.
For that reason, he had to conserve durability as much as possible until he obtained an Opportunity.
‘It’s holding up well.’
The flimsy bridge was well-coated, resisting the lava without melting and bearing up admirably.
He moved forward slowly to the next plank.
“Screeeech!”
As if waiting for its moment, Blood Liquor leaped again.
Seong-un slashed out repeatedly, cutting down the Blood Liquor.
“Screeeech!”
After cutting down nearly ten of them, the creatures stopped jumping.
They weren’t entirely mindless, then.
Each time one jumped only to return as a cold corpse, they’d decided to wait and see what would happen.
For Seong-un, it was a welcome turn.
‘Divine Descent’s durability is at 97% now.’
The lava waves that crashed when the creatures jumped—that was an ability Blood Liquor possessed.
If they were only about a meter tall and actively used their abilities to swarm him, Divine Descent’s durability would keep eroding, but now that they’d switched tactics to observation, he could preserve it.
‘About halfway, maybe.’
Seong-un stopped in his tracks.
He’d covered only half the bridge, but his compass pointed south at a 90-degree angle.
‘It’s a race.’
Divine Descent would hit its limit quickly.
If he’d been C-grade instead of E-grade, he wouldn’t need to feel this sense of urgency.
A pity, but not an insurmountable obstacle.
“Whoooosh!”
Dozens of Blood Liquor creatures swam beneath the Lava Lake, their eyes fixed on Seong-un.
“Try to moderate it a bit. You’ll wear it out.”
Seong-un chuckled softly and sheathed the Asgard Sword.
Next, he retrieved the artifact provided by the Awakener Association.
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[Mystic Shield]
-Type: Artifact
-Grade: A
-Remaining Durability: 100%
-Special Ability (1): Generate a ‘Mystic Shield’ that protects the user’s body
-Special Ability (2): Upon generating the ‘Mystic Shield’, Agility increases by 20%
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An A-grade artifact, no less.
[Mystic Shield activated.]
With the artifact deployed, Seong-un leaped into the Lava Lake.
“Wha—whoa?!”
The creatures’ jaws fell slack; they hadn’t expected him to dive in.
But they quickly snapped to attention and rushed at him in a swarm, jaws snapping.
If brute strength wouldn’t work, they’d drown him in numbers.
[Durability decreased by 1%.]
[Durability decreased by 1%.]
[Durability decreased by 1%.]
The Mystic Shield’s durability began to drop rapidly.
A dagger had materialized in Seong-un’s hand, piercing through the skulls of creatures that drew near.
Agility raised to eighty-one.
And an additional twenty percent from the Mystic Shield.
This offset some of the sluggishness caused by moving through lava.
Thunk!
As they swarmed in, the shield’s durability plummeted, but true to its A-grade quality, it held firm.
Seong-un swept his hand through the lava in a swimming motion, methodically strangling the life from each creature that rushed at him.
[Durability decreased by 1%.]
[Durability decreased by 1%.]
Over half the durability was already gone.
Even an A-grade artifact couldn’t withstand ten minutes of this—had he relied on Divine Descent alone, his mana armor would have shattered long ago, and his body would have been swallowed by the lava.
“Whoooosh!”
Just how many of these things were there?
In his past life, he’d never encountered Blood Liquor, so he hadn’t anticipated their numbers would be this vast.
The saving grace was that Hypersensitivity let him read their movements easily, and by minimizing unnecessary motion and pruning them down efficiently, he managed to preserve some of the Mystic Shield’s durability.
When he finally reached the location the compass indicated.
Seong-un dove deeper.
Unlike water, the interior of lava was pitch-black; he had to rely on sensation alone. But through Hypersensitivity, he felt a dense mana resonating from below.
[You have discovered a Hidden Script!]
‘Found it.’
The condition was met automatically upon entering the required range.
[Enter the Hidden Script?]
‘Enter.’
No need to hesitate.
The moment Seong-un affirmed his choice, blue mana enveloped his body and pulled him in.
* * *
At that same moment.
[You have successfully cleared Floor 2 of the Tower of Destruction.]
“Huff—huff!”
Han Geon-u lay sprawled on his back, gasping for breath.
His body was covered in lacerations, drenched in sweat.
“That bastard… ought to fight like a man, face to face. Cowardly poison spray?”
He spat curses at the halved corpse of the Poison Goblin Shaman before him.
When the creature unleashed its poison-fueled status effect attacks, he’d thought he was done for.
If not for the Tears of Belos that Seong-un had given him, he would have died for certain.
And the Antidote Potion from Woo Min-cheol had proven invaluable as well.
Having endured such a painful process, he’d built up a certain immunity to it.
[Clear Rating is being tallied.]
[Clear Score: S]
He hadn’t managed to summon the Retriever that Seong-un had deployed, and though he’d succeeded in approaching Lafne, he’d worried the lack of bonus points would drop him below an S rating.
Fortunately, he managed to finish with an S Clear Score.
“Yes! Yes!”
Han Geon-u threw his arms up in triumph, still sprawled on his back.
He’d hit exactly the S-grade that Seong-un had demanded.
After nearly ten minutes of rest, he made his way home.
“You’re back?”
His younger brother Han Jin-u was cleaning when he arrived.
“Yeah. Nothing unusual happened?”
“Oh, yeah. Nothing at all.”
The answer came with an awkward smile, and Han Geon-u immediately sensed something off. He stepped closer to his brother.
Only then did he notice the vivid bruises covering his brother’s wrist.
“What the hell is this?”
“I was messing around with a friend and it turned out like this.”
“What? You got beaten up like this by a friend?”
Built large like himself, his younger brother took after their damnable father in physique.
In temperament, though, he resembled their late mother—gentle and kind.
A boy who fit better with quiet, studious friends, yet he came away from horseplay with bruises like these?
Whatever his shortcomings, Han Geon-u wasn’t stupid enough to swallow that story whole.
“I lost rock-paper-scissors and had to accept the forfeit.”
“Jin-u, if you don’t want to see me angry, tell me the truth.”
Han Geon-u’s voice dropped to a dangerous growl, his face turning cold.
Faced with his brother’s expression, Han Jin-u hesitated before finally confessing.
“Father came by.”
“What?! That bastard—why would he come here? Did Han Sang-jin do this?”
Son of a bitch.
He’d march straight to that place and kill him.
Han Geon-u was ready to storm the Paldo Guild right then and there.
Knowing his brother’s temperament, Han Jin-u quickly added more.
“He wanted to meet you!”
“Me?”
“Yeah…. He’d heard that you’d Awakened.”
“Is that so?”
With his prominent record—including landing on a blacklist—word had naturally reached Han Sang-jin’s ears.
But he’d gone and roughed up his unawakened brother like this without even sending a proper invitation?
‘You’re done for.’
He wanted nothing more than to find Han Sang-jin right now and snap him like a twig, but the level gap was far too wide.
Charging in recklessly would be suicide.
“Brother….”
Seeing Han Jin-u’s worried face, Han Geon-u let out a bitter laugh.
“Do you know who I am?”
“What? Han Geon-u?”
“Besides the name.”
“…Then I don’t know anything?”
“Damn it, just shut up for now!”
Han Geon-u took out his smartphone and made a call.
“I shouldn’t have asked….”
Han Jin-u watched his brother’s face nervously, his own expression growing blank as he muttered something barely audible.
The call connected.
[Yes, Han Geon-u.]
The person who answered was none other than Choi Hyeok, the head of the Awakener Association.
‘Use the Association as a shield whenever needed. I’m prepared for any situation.’
When he’d told Seong-un about Han Sang-jin, Seong-un had said he’d speak to the Association and that Han Geon-u should feel free to use them anytime.
That time was now.
* * *
The Hidden Script.
It barely existed even within the Tower, and by Earth’s standards, only four locations had been discovered up to the present day.
Bubble-bubble—
This Hidden Script was the interior of a cave formed entirely of stone.
The temperature inside was hotter than imagination could bear, and unsolidified lava streamed downward in rivulets.
Screech-screech—
And with it came a robot in human form.
[Lv.40 Corroded Robot A]
A Level 40 Robot A.
The components that comprised its frame were so aged and corroded that it was remarkable it functioned at all.
“It’s guarding this place.”
An artificially constructed robot.
That meant it had been designed to protect an Opportunity.
Over time, as rust consumed it and its Level plummeted, it had settled at 40—but in its original state, it must have been far higher.
Seong-un drew out the Asgard Sword and gripped it in both hands.
Screech-screech—
Whirrrr—
The robot’s eyes flared crimson as it sensed the killing intent, and it pulled a spear from the mount on its back.
Dash!
Seong-un bent his knees and launched himself forward off the ground.
Having confirmed that the spear was its primary weapon, his tactic was to close distance and pressure his opponent.
The robot stood its ground without concern and raised the spear.
In that instant, Seong-un’s Danger Sense flared a warning, and he twisted his trajectory sharply.
Whoosh—
Crash-boom!
The spear, already in mid-swing, came down and shattered the stone floor.
Bubble-bubble—
Lava began to pool among the fractured stone.
‘What? Just Level 40?’
It should have been Level 40, yet its speed was beyond what the eye could follow.
Screech-screech—
The robot slowly turned its head toward Seong-un, and in that instant his Danger Sense activated again.
“!”
Seong-un leaped backward in a rush, retreating.
Crash-boom!
The stone where he had been standing erupted, dust scattering everywhere.
Through the haze of dust, the crimson eyes swept the space, searching—and he felt a chill run down his spine.
Yet Seong-un’s lips curved upward, and would not come down.
‘I like this.’
If a formidable foe like this was guarding it, then the value of that Opportunity must be beyond measure.
One way or another, he would claim it.
The Ultimate Reincarnator Devours the Tower (Serialization)
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