The Martial God Becomes a Necromancer and Conquers the Tower - Chapter 19

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Episode 19
Episode 19
Name: Lee Mu-seon
Occupation: Necron Emperor
Level: 13
Skills: Corpse Control / Township-Grade Undead Dimension / Spirit Magic Arrow / Spirit Magic Operation / Corpse Lord’s Majesty / Undead Recycling / Recover Self
How do I check how many undead I can command?
The moment that thought crossed my mind.
A new window appeared.
Undead Dominion Power: 10/29
“Ah, there we go. So this is that thing—the one that responds to thoughts.”
The Dimension Tower’s system, from what I’ve heard on the Community, is kind in some ways and brutally unhelpful in others.
You see a lot of complaints about it on the forums.
And whenever someone doesn’t know something and wonders about it, the system responds like this.
That’s the Dimension Tower for you. It just reads minds like it’s nothing.
Impressive stuff.
“But still… twenty-nine.”
My initial three undead.
If I subtract those, that leaves twenty-six… Is that my level times two?
The ten… that’s almost certainly the Donggang Corpse from the first experimental corpse I made.
Hmm. In a situation like this, I might as well just ask.
I immediately logged into the Dimension Tower Community and navigated to the Necromancer forum.
[Hey folks, I’m a newbie Necro. Quick question—is it true you can control 2 undead per level?]
The question answered itself.
Two per level—is that right?
And then.
Remarkably, no one paid any attention to my post.
Even after waiting a bit longer, it remained untouched.
What made it worse.
Was that within minutes, my thread had been pushed several pages back.
I wasn’t getting any traction at all?
Then again, this forum is open to every Necromancer in the entire world, so that’s how it goes.
Since the Dimension Tower Community has automatic translation built in, everyone just chats freely.
Should I have gone to the Korean Necromancer subforum instead?
But this is just ridiculous.
“Huh… so the code of honor has fallen this far.”
I should’ve left the stream on and just asked there instead of closing it.
Though turning the stream back on just to ask about this feels kind of awkward, you know?
“Hmm… I suppose I have no choice. I didn’t want to do this, but… there’s no avoiding it.”
I decided to resort to the last option.
What was that?
Simply this.
I’d search for it myself!
I’d start with the best posts and pinned announcements!! That way, the information I needed would definitely show up!!
I didn’t want to bother, but there was no getting around it!!
I steeled myself and started digging through the Community.
And after a full two hours and twelve minutes, I finally found the post I was looking for.
Just as I’d suspected.
You could indeed control two undead per level.
Ugh. I should’ve just turned the stream back on and asked.
What a waste of time.
* * *
“It’s not about having the skill—you actually need to be able to use Martial Arts in practice…”
Kim Yu-han, whose streaming handle was “Big Hand Ahjussi,” muttered to himself while watching the screen he’d recorded.
On the display, a walking corpse was shown smashing a troll’s head open.
“I’m curious where he got that kind of knowledge…”
What floated around him were not monitors.
More precisely, they were too many to be called just monitors.
Dozens of holographic panels hovering in mid-air.
Pale Mana Light traced a grid pattern across them, and above that, the stream footage of Spirit Lord’s battle was split and played from multiple angles.
Each panel was a holographic projection magic circle powered by Mana Crystal Stones.
Electricity? He didn’t use that.
Everything in this room ran on mana.
Embedded in the ceiling was an enormous Mana Circulation Furnace, through which sapphire-colored liquid mana flowed along transparent conduits that wrapped around the entire chamber.
Thrummmmm…… thrummmmm…….
Each time the furnace pulsed, all the equipment in the room flickered with light as if breathing.
The holographic analysis results window displayed the following text.
[Analysis Subject: Unknown Energy Operation Pattern]
[Database Match Rate: 0.0%]
[Conclusion: Analysis Impossible]
“Analysis impossible. So it’s different even from those who use other martial arts skills…… fascinating.”
Kim Yu-han leaned back in his chair.
Even the chair itself was no ordinary thing.
Its frame was crafted from Mithril Alloy, and the backrest bore Floating Magic Circles inscribed upon it—each time he reclined, they subtly lifted him, distributing his weight.
It felt like sitting in zero gravity.
This one piece alone exceeded the annual salary of a modest mid-sized company.
Across his desk lay disassembled Dimension Tower Items in ordered rows.
There was a Magic Sword split open to expose its mana circuits, countless gears and runic characters tangled together in unidentified components, and crystalline gauges that seemed designed to measure something.
Each time the gauge needle swung toward the holographic image of the Corpse Lord, it trembled precariously.
The mana readings were insignificant compared to Kim Yu-han himself, but they represented a pattern he had never once observed before.
And beyond that.
From just the hologram alone, he couldn’t see the details clearly.
If only he could clear the Dimension Tower alongside that Corpse Lord, Lee Mu-seon, and analyze him directly!
“I’ve reverse-engineered Dimension Tower Items from across the entire world…… but I’ve never seen an operation method like that.”
Kim Yu-han.
One of the highest-ranked Dimension Tower clearing Hunters in the world, and currently the most distinguished engineer on the planet—the supreme authority on Magical Engineering.
The world had given him the nickname “Arcane Professor.”
Moreover, through his genius-level ability to reverse-engineer Dimension Tower Items and recreate them in reality, he had become one of the world’s wealthiest figures at an extraordinary pace, and was also the founder of Haneul-nuri, the corporation that dominated the world.
For someone like him, donating 140 billion won would have been no great difficulty.
“Aeluna. What do you think?”
-There is a high probability that Anomalous Destiny has intervened.
A holographic figure in the form of a beautiful woman appears beside him.
Her eyes, set in that lovely face crowned with long black hair, shimmer and shift in color with each passing moment.
She is the world’s strongest AI artificial intelligence, painstakingly created by the one known as the Arcane Professor, Kim Yu-han.
“I’ve been thinking the same thing. The question is what kind of Anomalous Destiny it is.”
-Currently, information is insufficient.
“Then I’ll have to make contact.”
To acquire more information from the other party, direct contact was ultimately necessary.
Kim Yu-han’s eyes gleamed brilliantly.
Like a starving scholar standing before an unknown truth.
“Corpse Lord. I absolutely must meet you.”
He tapped the luminous keyboard again.
One of the holographic panels switched to a communication screen.
A dial tone rang once, and the other party answered.
-Yes, Chairman.
“Accept the Corpse Lord’s conditions immediately.”
-Understood, sir.
“Accommodate all additional requests as well. If the human resources team can’t handle it, report directly to me.”
-Yes. Understood, sir.
Kim Yu-han ended the call.
And still his gaze burned like smoldering embers upon the screen.
* * *
“Mm…… I should probably get going soon.”
Between scrolling through community posts in the Dimension Tower waiting room and working to transform the remaining corpses into Donggang Corpses, considerable time had passed.
Evolving Number One into a Donggang Corpse and infusing him with half a decade’s worth of Internal Power took roughly twelve hours.
So naturally, Numbers Two and Three would each require about the same span of time.
Since he also had to teach people at the martial arts hall, and needed to eat, bathe, and sleep, he had to leave without completing Number Two.
Just one more and he’d be done……..
In truth, each Donggang Corpse consumed ten points of Undead Dominion Power, so he could afford to create Number Three gradually.
His current Dominion Power was twenty-nine, which meant he could only deploy two Donggang Corpses in total.
I’ll hold off on entering the Dimension Tower’s third floor for now—first, I need to create Donggang Corpse Number Two.
Or maybe I should run through the second floor a few more times?
It’d be good to earn more Dimension Points and acquire more items while I’m at it.
With that thought, I returned to reality, pulled out a Frozen Dumpling, steamed and ate it, then washed up and went to bed.
The next morning, I woke and spent an hour doing my usual External Martial Training, then heated up some Special Herbal Decoction in the microwave to drink—when I heard a knock at the door.
“Teacher Mu-seon! It’s me, Gang-chan! Please open the door!”
What? Why is this dark-skinned guy showing up at my house in the morning, yelling like that?
I really don’t understand it.
I downed the decoction in one gulp and went to open the door.
Park Gang-chan.
A Dimension Tower Hunter who does quite well even back in Korea—there he stood with flushed cheeks and gleaming eyes, looking straight at me.
Good grief.
This is overwhelming.
“Gang-chan, what’s this about, coming by so early? This is inconsiderate—I haven’t even had breakfast yet, you know?”
That was my routine.
Wake up, do External Martial Training, drink the decoction, wash once, and only then prepare breakfast.
Ah, compared to my past life, I’ve become far too indolent and sluggish.
In my past life, I barely had time to eat a Bigu Pill and train.
Washing? What washing! There was only training!
Ah, those distant days of old.
While I was indulging in those memories for a moment, Park Gang-chan began stammering out apologies.
“Oh! I’m so sorry, Teacher! It’s just… I saw yesterday’s broadcast and I couldn’t help myself…”
“Haven’t I told you repeatedly to exercise patience? That’s why you keep resorting to things like Telephone Punch. But really, what exactly couldn’t you help yourself from, coming all the way here?”
“Teacher, is it really true that you can use Martial Arts without any skills? So that’s why you were so incredibly strong here in reality too?”
Ah.
So this was about the mission from the big benefactor who’d handed me that glorious fourteen billion yesterday.
“You couldn’t resist asking about that… tsk, tsk. Anyway, have you had breakfast?”
“Not yet…”
“Then let’s have breakfast together.”
“Sure!”
And so I had to take this dark-skinned guy along to a nearby restaurant for breakfast.

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