The Martial God Becomes a Necromancer and Conquers the Tower - Chapter 41

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Episode 41
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[Park Il-chim has donated 1 DP!]
What exactly is the Wraith Swarm Armor? I’ve never seen that before?
[Suppressing Laughter has donated 1 DP!]
But what I’m really curious about is…… the Self-Reclamation thing—that’s creating a personality, right? So is that personality a person? Or not? I mean, philosophically speaking…….
[TimeKeeperOnPilgrimage has donated 100 DP!]
I’ve been watching since the first broadcast. Back then you were just this crazy-skilled necromancer, but now you’re this Super Rookie the whole world is paying attention to. I’m genuinely moved. I’m sticking with you for life.
The chat donations streamed in relentlessly, one after another.
I could feel the DP accumulating by the thousands in real time.
“Man, thanks for all the donations, everyone.”
I laughed lightly, waving my hand while still seated on the Imperial Throne.
Especially that guy with the careful analysis—whoever he was.
He’d given me genuinely valuable intel. Apparently this skill was a real pain in the ass to obtain.
And that generous donor, he always threw out these loaded remarks whenever he sent money.
Something about forming a power base…… Well, he wasn’t wrong.
Designing a personality and implanting it into undead was already broken in itself.
“That question from Suppressing Laughter is pretty amusing, actually.”
I chuckled at the chat.
If you create a personality, does that make it human or not?
It’s a philosophical question, sure.
Well, that’s something to mull over later.
“Alright, so I’ve confirmed both Mythic-Tier Rewards now.”
I stood up slowly from my seat and opened my mouth.
“I’d say today’s labyrinth clear counts as a complete triumph, wouldn’t you?”
-Complete triumph of complete triumphs
-TimeKeeper today was absolutely legendary
-Two Mythic-Tier drops + Raid Boss solo + Hard Mode Perfect Clear lol
-He did all this in a single day??
-Yi Museon’s biography deserves to be in textbooks
-Brother I’m with you for life!!
“Yeah, yeah. Thanks to all of you.”
I smiled warmly at the chat window.
This is something else.
When the Dimensional Tower decides to shower me with rewards like this, I’m not about to complain.
“Alright, that wraps up today’s broadcast! See you all tomorrow!”
And with that, I ended the stream.
* * *
After turning off the broadcast, I returned to the entrance hall of the Dimensional Tower.
I decided to stay seated on the Imperial Throne and calmly review today’s accomplishments.
Now that I think about it, this Imperial Throne.
Isn’t it a bit too hard? My backside’s getting a little sore…… I should grab a cushion or something.
Let’s see. My level’s 24. Did it jump by 4 in this one 2nd Floor run?
Come to think of it.
If I was the first to perfect-clear the Hard Mode 2nd Floor, this much is to be expected.
“So my output must’ve gone up too, then?”
Still sitting on the Imperial Throne, I slowly began to operate my Necrotic Power.
Whoooosh.
I could feel the dark Necrotic Power flowing heavily from my dantian.
The output was noticeably more powerful than before—no comparison whatsoever.
In fact, thanks to the Necron Ossuary, my Necrotic Power recovers instantly as I spend it, so I almost never run out.
But even if the recovery was quick, the actual power of each attack itself had been disappointingly weak.
It was like having plenty of water pressure from a faucet, but the force behind each spray was still weak—that kind of feeling.
But now, the output itself feels considerably heavier.
It’s like there was a sudden jump in power after hitting level 20?
“Let me test it out. Necrotic Power Arrow.”
I raised my hand lightly and activated the skill.
Whoooosh.
Dark spheres began to float gently above my head.
One, two, three, four, five.
Five black spheres circled overhead.
“If I channel more Necrotic Power into them…”
I poured additional Necrotic Power into the five spheres.
They swelled progressively, radiating a heavy, oppressive force.
What had begun marble-sized had grown to the size of a fist.
“Fire.”
I tossed one sphere lightly toward the pristine floor below.
Crash!
The sphere struck the pure white surface and detonated with considerable force.
The snowy expanse rippled for an instant, swallowed by a dark shockwave.
“Hmm. This…”
I studied the blast mark silently, my lips pursing.
“Does it have the power of Sword Energy?”
By my previous life’s standards, it seemed to pack roughly the force of a single line of Sword Energy from a first-rate martial artist.
Though admittedly, it fell far short of what a Fire Realm Master could produce.
Still, for someone at level 24 who’d only just begun to earn the title of Super Rookie, it was quite serviceable.
“Would’ve been better if I could wield it directly, but this isn’t nothing.”
I opened the skill window with a faint sigh.
[Corpse Control / Spirit-Grade Undead Dimension / Necrotic Power Arrow / Necrotic Power Operation / Corpse Lord’s Majesty / Undead Recycling / Self-Reclamation / Corpse Processing / Soul Curse / Soul Binding / Necro Item Crafting / Necrotic Barrier / Life Force Absorption / Touch of Decay / Confused Self-Formation / Wraith Swarm Armor]
“Let’s see…”
I examined the two newly acquired skills carefully.
Then something caught my eye.
“Wait—is Confused Self-Formation an advanced version of Self-Reclamation?”
[Self-Reclamation].
I’d acquired it once before but never used it, never having real cause to.
Truth is, aside from Necrotic Power Operation, I haven’t put any of these skills to proper use.
Anyone looking at me would think I’m no necromancer at all.
So if Self-Reclamation “restores an original self,”
then Confused Self-Formation “creates an entirely new self from nothing by design.”
They’re different in scope.
If Self-Reclamation is recovering a corrupted file, Confused Self-Formation is coding an entirely new program.
“Well, used together, both should create good synergy.”
After studying various skills for a while, I stretched lazily.
“That should do for today…”
After spending all day pushing through the labyrinth and receiving a Mythic-Tier Reward, I’d earned a productive day.
A person needs rest at some point to last long-term.
“I should skip making Shi Ha-rin cook tonight and just order chicken.”
There were days when greasy fried chicken and a cold beer sounded better than an android’s home cooking.
Today was one of those days.
I stored the Imperial Throne away and walked slowly toward the entrance.
* * *
The moment Yi Museon achieved a Perfect Clear of the “higher difficulty 2nd Floor,”
a familiar message appeared once more on the system screens of Awakened Ones across the globe.
[The trials of Dimensional Tower 2nd Floor have been perfectly cleared for the first time.]
[The corresponding Awakened One is a citizen of Korea.]
[A permanent Divine Blessing is granted to all Dimensional Tower climbers of Korea.]
[Divine Blessing: Faint Regeneration]
The instant the effect became known,
the entire world was thrown into upheaval once again.
“Regeneration? You’re saying regeneration?”
A Korean Dimensional Tower climber stared wide-eyed at a scrape on his arm.
Blood had been trickling from the abrasion moments before.
Now it stopped in an instant, and new skin closed over the wound.
Faint Regeneration.
In name, it was indeed faint.
But its effects were anything but faint.
Minor scrapes stopped bleeding and healed on the spot.
Even serious wounds saw hemorrhaging slow to an astonishing degree.
In Dimensional Tower climbing, death by blood loss was the greatest fear.
This blessing nullified that danger entirely.
This wasn’t a simple buff—it was an extraordinary Divine Blessing that elevated survival rates themselves.
[Korean Awakened Ones getting another handout lol] (52,847)
Tutorial reward upgrade + 1st Floor reward upgrade + now regeneration too??
This Yi Museon guy is literally carrying Korea’s entire Dimensional Tower infrastructure on his back
-Seriously, that regeneration is on a whole different level??
-Hemorrhage is the #1 cause of hunter deaths and it just gets slashed by that much??
-Korea’s hunter survival rate is skyrocketing thanks to Yi Museon
-At this point isn’t he basically a national hero?
-More like a founding father of the nation, honestly
-Our oppa seriously needs a statue built
-Yi Museon: Korea’s Awakened One insurance policy of insurance policies
-What are hunters in other countries doing without Yi Museon lmao
-Foreign naturalization applications to Korea are gonna explode
[Overseas Reaction) Foreign hunters jealous of Korea again.jpg] (38,201)
I scraped together some international reactions.
USA: We need our own Siryeong Mujon
Japan: Korea’s cheating again (unfair)
China: We must acquire that man
-Seriously, the whole world’s going crazy over one Yi Museon
-I’ve never felt as reassured about being Korean as I do right now
-Yi Museon, please don’t leave Korea, I’m serious
All manner of online communities filled once again with praise for Yi Museon.
A single Super Rookie was transforming the climbing environment of an entire nation.
All while the man himself was clocking out to order some chicken.
* * *
At the same moment.
A private, classified conference room directly under the Dimensional Tower Management Agency in Beijing, China.
Heavy silence hung over a round table bathed in ominous red light.
On the wall screen, the words “Operation Failed” glowed in stark red letters.
Low-Level Assassination Unit: all personnel deceased.
Target elimination: failed.
“The operation has failed.”
Deputy Director Wang Zihua tapped his fingers slowly against the round table and opened his mouth.
His voice carried not anger, but rather a cold, steely composure.
“Seo Shin-roe’s unit has been completely annihilated. There are no survivors whatsoever.”
The uniformed officer beside him reported grimly.
Wang Zihua’s eyes narrowed.
On the screen, that “target” sat upon the Imperial Throne, grinning peacefully at the livestream chat below.
Having just obliterated the elite unit his own country sent.
Yet the youth seemed not to have the faintest idea who they were.
“We should have cut him down before he grew any larger.”
Wang Zihua slowly rose from his seat.
“Given the situation, we change course. Initiate the recruitment operation, and if he refuses to come over, proceed with removal in the real world.”
At Wang Zihua’s words, every gaze in the room turned toward him.
“If we can naturalize him to our side, that would be ideal as well. We’ve received intelligence that America is pursuing naturalization—we’ll move first.”
“But Deputy Director, we just attempted to kill him. If he learns of this fact—”
“Then we make sure he doesn’t.”
Wang Zihua twisted his lips coldly.
“The dead tell no tales. The Low-Level Assassination Unit never existed as a department to begin with. Therefore, there is no evidence anywhere that we attempted to kill him.”
Silence settled over the conference room.
“We pursue both elimination and recruitment simultaneously. Either way, the result is the same—he ends up in our hands.”
Wang Zihua regarded the young man on the screen quietly.
“Yi Museon, the Corpse Necromancer. You are far too dangerous to let live, yet far too valuable to kill.”
Red light cast deep shadows across his face.

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