The Legendary Regressor Devours the Tower - Chapter 65

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Chapter 65
At that moment.
Jang Byung-jun and the security detail who had been waiting sprang into action.
“Support request came through! Move it!”
Since they had received the location from Lee Sang-hyun, they did not hesitate and headed straight for Dobongsan National Park.
Though the entrance was marked with a sign forbidding entry, there were no signs of foot traffic being blocked off.
“You cannot go in! There appears to be a ritual barrier constructed ahead with sorcery.”
O Dae-gun examined the barrier in front and halted everyone in their tracks.
“A barrier?”
“Yes. If you rush in without caution, there’s no telling what might happen. I’ve never seen such powerful energy before…….”
The problem was the barrier that had taken root at the entrance itself.
Though the medium used was unknown, the barrier’s level was far beyond imagination, and worse still, there were not one but multiple barriers stacked upon one another.
O Dae-gun alone could not lead this many people forward while dispelling the sorcery.
“It seems we’ll have a hard time breaking through without Counter-Sorcery Antidote…….”
If Counter-Sorcery Antidote is what neutralizes poison, then there exists a Counter-Sorcery Antidote that serves to disable sorcery itself.
Jang Byung-jun pulled out his smartphone with a grave expression and contacted Choi Hyuk.
[Right. What’s the situation?]
Since he had filed a preliminary report, Choi Hyuk was already aware of the full circumstances.
“We’re currently at the entrance to Dobongsan National Park. The problem is that sorcery has been placed from the entrance itself, so we cannot enter recklessly.”
[This is bad. O Dae-gun…….]
“Clear Bright Water?”
[It’s the Counter-Sorcery Antidote developed by alchemist Woo Min-cheol.]
“How long will it take?!”
[……Sigh. But since the Counter-Sorcery Antidote was only recently developed, we only have ten vials.]
“Please send those right away!”
The fact that Seong Un had sent a support request meant the level of the criminals behind this abduction was far higher than anticipated.
If they delayed even slightly, the risk of something happening to him was very high.
[Understood. I’ll have them sent immediately.]
“Yes!”
The call ended, and Jang Byung-jun turned to face the security personnel behind him.
“From here on, only Dae-gun and I go in. The rest of you regroup once the Counter-Sorcery Antidote arrives.”
“Understood!”
The security personnel fell back.
O Dae-gun, who stood in front, closed his eyes briefly in concentration, then slowly opened them.
His black pupils were glowing with a deep blue light.
It was the Ritual Eye, which allowed him to perceive the flow of sorcery.
Through this eye, he identified where the sorcery’s energy had condensed and severed it with the Counter-Sorcery Hand, advancing forward.
Yet several minutes passed and O Dae-gun still did not move forward.
‘……Can this even be severed?’
Beads of sweat formed on O Dae-gun’s forehead.
There was no time for this, yet no opening to push through appeared anywhere.
“Dae-gun, it’s not working?”
“Yes…….”
At O Dae-gun’s confirmation, Jang Byung-jun squeezed his eyes shut and lowered his head.
The security personnel also seemed considerably shaken.
He had climbed to the 14th floor and achieved Level 82, a proven sorcerer.
A sorcery that even such a sorcerer could not unravel?
Who on earth had inscribed this sorcery?
“O Dae-gun, step back. From here on, I go alone.”
Jang Byung-jun raised his head and gave the order with a resolute expression.
“Sir?!”
All the security personnel, O Dae-gun included, opened their eyes wide.
He meant to enter bare-handed despite the sorcery that even a Level 82 sorcerer could not unravel?
That was as good as suicide.
“It’s fine. This situation arose because I made a poor judgment call, so I’ll take responsibility.”
“No, sir! Team Lead, if you go in like this, it will be dangerous!”
“That’s enough. If we waste time here and something happens to Seong Un……. That would be a problem.”
“Team Lead……!”
“O Dae-gun. As soon as the Counter-Sorcery Antidote arrives, join me as quickly as you can.”
Faced with his stubborn resolve, the security personnel had no choice but to nod.
“Yes…….”
“Please be careful……. I’ll join you as quickly as I can.”
He wanted nothing more than to follow Jang Byung-jun, but fear held him paralyzed.
This was a curse even O Dae-gun couldn’t break.
To rush in unprepared would be a hundred percent disaster.
And what of the families left behind?
The Counter-Sorcery Antidote was supposedly arriving soon—he wouldn’t throw his life away before it got here.
They’d said the Irregular’s safety came first, but for these men, their own families came first.
“All right.”
Jang Byung-jun turned toward the entrance and bolted inside.
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Clang!
The man closed the distance to Seong Un in a heartbeat and swung his blade—Seong Un barely deflected it, relying on his Heightened Senses.
‘This is getting dangerous.’
A brief assessment as he parried the attack.
The man was definitely beyond Level 100—a genuine powerhouse.
There’s a saying that weight class matters in a fight.
The gap in raw specs was insurmountable, too wide for technique alone to bridge.
This was shaping up to be a grueling battle.
“Hmm? How did you block that? A reward from an EX Grade dungeon?”
The man let out a short exclamation of surprise.
“What makes you think that?”
“I’ve climbed seven floors. Even being generous, your level caps out at forty, fifty at most. A kid like that blocking my attack? That’s impossible unless you got a skill as a reward.”
“Your mouth’s getting ahead of you. What if you lose the bet?”
“Heh heh heh, fine. Let’s finish this.”
Clang!
The man’s blade came at Seong Un’s throat again—Seong Un raised the Rakshasa and blocked the strike.
‘Stronger than the illusionist on the seventh floor.’
A tingling pain shot through his wrist; he nearly dropped the dagger.
After a second attack, the man began swinging his blade with wild abandon, as if to show how outmatched his opponent was.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
‘If my Heightened Senses hadn’t ranked up to B, I’d be dead.’
Even at B Grade, his Heightened Senses could barely track the man’s attack pattern—and since the blade came in with erratic curves, he was reduced to pure defense.
“Is that the Snake Line Sword Technique?”
Still, identifying the swordwork wasn’t difficult.
He’d never trained it himself, but he’d crossed blades with it before.
The man stopped abruptly, as if the question had struck a nerve, and stepped back.
“How do you know that?”
His face had tightened slightly as he studied Seong Un.
“Saw it in the shop.”
“That’s a lie. You need to reach at least the fifteenth floor to unlock the Snake Line Sword Technique. A kid who’s barely climbed seven……. No, wait. EX Grade might be different.”
This bastard was playing both sides against the middle.
Seriously grating.
“Right. My guess is you’re stationed around the sixteenth floor. Am I right?”
“……Tch.”
The man didn’t answer—he’d hit the mark. He came at Seong Un again with a thrust.
If the previous barrage had been the fundamental form of the Snake Line Sword Technique, this was its first advanced form.
‘Viper’s fang.’
Mana concentrated at the blade’s tip, driven forward with devastating speed.
But the trajectory bent subtly, targeting vital points and making defense treacherous.
Whoosh—
Seong Un tried to knock the blade away with the Rakshasa, but it twisted like a snake’s head and grazed past his neck.
[Zicroth’s Blessing activates.]
The necklace’s blessing triggered, and the wound on his neck began to seal rapidly.
“Hmm? That necklace is also a reward, I see.”
Seong Un said nothing, just watched him.
“What’s wrong? Scared? Next time I’ll kill you for real.”
The man grinned and leveled his blade at Seong Un again.
[Divine Descent activates.]
Mana armor enveloped Seong Un’s body.
“That’s more like it. No fun ending things the way they were going.”
“…….”
Irritation gnawed at him.
At level 40—no, even just level 30—he could’ve handled a bastard like this with one hand tied behind his back.
Instead, here he was, struggling against this fool.
The rage born of helplessness flipped a switch inside Seong Un.
[Activating Rakshasa’s Feast.]
Seong Un’s eyes went cold as ice, sweeping across the man’s entire frame.
The Rakshasa in his grip exhaled a chill that coiled upward like smoke.
‘I see it.’
For the first time since activating Rakshasa’s Feast, the Death God’s Fingerprint rose to the surface of his awareness.
A small black smudge appeared in Seong Un’s vision now—just below the man’s solar plexus.
The question was whether he could land a true strike on that vital point.
“Then I suppose I should do the same.”
The man’s blade shifted, and blue light suddenly engulfed it—a Sword Aura blooming across the entire blade.
True Sword Aura.
‘Dangerous…….’
Leonis muttered in a grave tone.
Even with Seong Un at level 55, his strength and agility now exceeding 100, it fell short against the man before him.
He could only hope to meet the aura with his own Sword Aura Release.
But he’d burned through that skill saving Seo Jae-pil, and now he couldn’t wield sword aura at all.
‘Don’t worry. Just watch.’
Yet Seong Un settled into his stance as though untouched by doubt.
Whoosh—
The man’s body vanished, and the sound of air tearing came from behind him.
Heightened Senses screamed a warning; Seong Un spun and lashed out with the dagger.
Clang!
[The Rakshasa has taken damage. Durability decreased by 1%.]
The sword aura cut deep—a single parry cost him 1% durability.
‘The Encircling Serpent.’
The man pivoted straight into the second form of the Snake Line Sword Technique.
Clang!
Steel met steel, and his blade slid along the Rakshasa’s edge, seeking Seong Un’s wrist.
‘Still crude.’
This second form was rougher than any Snake Line he’d faced in his past life.
Seong Un pulled his right foot back and drove his left fist toward the man’s chin.
While gripping the Rakshasa, every blow he threw gained a 100% damage multiplier.
Thud!
The punch connected clean; the man’s head snapped sideways.
But he showed no pain, whipping his face back into position and slashing anyway.
Seong Un had already withdrawn his right arm, and the blade cut through empty air.
He’d exploited that instant when the man’s head turned.
“Huh, tougher than I thought?”
Despite reaching the second form, he’d failed to land any real damage on Seong Un. The man’s jaw twitched—a flash of frustration.
“Does it hurt?”
At Seong Un’s question, the man’s expression hardened in an instant.
“How about you ease up on the arrogance?”
“Arrogance……? I’m not sure what’s so wrong with staying calm against an opponent who can’t even dodge a single punch.”
“Bastard.”
The man’s body disappeared again.
Seong Un’s Heightened Senses flared—
Rip—
He’d meant to defend with the Rakshasa, but his guard crumbled, and the blade raked across his abdomen.
“Ugh!”
Even with Divine Descent active, protecting his mana-forged armor, the sword bit through to flesh.
Thank gods he’d rolled sideways on instinct.
Any deeper, and it would have been a killing wound.
“No more mercy from here on out.”
The man’s voice was quiet, clipped.
Rip—
This time, his thigh was cut.
The sloppiness from before had vanished, replaced by a sharpness that cut even deeper.
The final form.
The dance of the snake’s shadow.
Screech—
Seong Un turned his head and sidestepped, but couldn’t evade completely—the blade caught him anyway.
‘Stay focused.’
As if these wounds meant nothing, Seong Un paid them no mind, channeling all his attention into tracking the pattern’s shifts.
Clang!
[Rakshasa has sustained damage. Durability decreased by 1%.]
For the first time, he succeeded in defending against the dance of the snake’s shadow.
“This bastard…….”
The moment Seong Un deflected the blade cleanly, bewilderment flooded the man’s eyes.
He hadn’t expected him to block all three forms.
Seong Un surged forward for the first time.
Screeeech!
Bang!
Even with his attack speed at 100%, the man’s blade still intercepted him.
“With skills like that, why resort to something so petty?”
The way he wielded his sword was far from ordinary.
With steady climbing alone, reaching the Ranker’s realm wouldn’t be impossible for someone with his talent.
He possessed considerable ability—so why commit kidnapping? The question nagged at him.
“Feeling confident now, are we? Getting philosophical too?”
Clang!
The man’s blade and Seong Un’s Rakshasa collided head-on.
Slide—
Seong Un’s body was driven backward.
He barely held his ground with strength that had climbed to 122, but even that had its limits.
Clang!
The man pressed close, determined to seize the advantage, swinging his blade with lethal intent.
Clang!
Seong Un slid further back.
Just as the man was about to deploy the first form of the Snake Line Sword Technique—the viper’s fang—
Crackle!
The entire barracks flashed white as lightning crashed down upon the man’s back.
Startled, the man swung his blade wreathed in sword aura, batting the bolt aside.
[Vital Point Strike activated.]
Thrust!
“Gah!”
A cry of agony tore from the man’s lips as he turned.
In that moment of distraction, Seong Un had driven his short blade deep into the man’s back.
A Vital Point Strike with 200% power.
Through the Death God’s Fingerprint, he’d struck true, layering critical damage on top—the pain had to be excruciating.
[Hunger and Thirst activated.]
And with his first successful strike, the Rakshasa’s passive skill triggered.
Hunger and Thirst.
It drained the life force and mana of those it struck.
“Nnngh!”
The man’s eyes flooded with bloodshot rage as he raised his blade to cut Seong Un down, but Seong Un released the blade and retreated, putting distance between them.
‘Pull it out—I have to pull it out!’
The man coughed blood violently and tried to extract the short blade, but once embedded, it refused to budge.
Even at first sight, he’d sensed this was no ordinary weapon.
“I didn’t want to win this way.”
With that, Seong Un pushed off the ground and charged forward.
Closing the gap, he raised the Asgard Sword high.
The Asgard Sword had already stained itself crimson.
[One Strike Two Parts activated.]
[Probability: 100%.]
Clang!
The man released the short blade and seized his sword to mount a defense, clashing with Seong Un’s Asgard Sword—the blade fractured under the impact.
“!”
As the blade cut through the air, the man sensed something amiss and forced his unresponsive body to move, managing to evade at the last moment.
Seong Un looked down at the gasping man.
“Who hired you to eliminate me?”
Victory was already decided.
He could kill him on the spot, but first he needed to know who had put out such a contract.
An Unparalleled Returnee Devours the Tower (Serialized)
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