The Return of the Legendary Golden-Handed Blacksmith - Chapter 171

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Chapter 171
171.
European Union Auction House.
Even after half a day had passed, Jin-woo’s Tentacle Whip maintained its position at the top of the live popularity ranking.
-Wow.
-As soon as it hit the European Union side, it devoured everything.
-Wait, aren’t there any Named craftspeople here?
-It’s empty right now.
-No. It’s not empty.
-All the Named ones on this side have already listed their gear.
-But they still can’t push him out.
The situation at the European Union Auction House was quite serious.
Despite all the top-ranked Named craftspeople gathering and listing their equipment, they couldn’t dethrone Jin-woo.
-This is real.
-Wow. Crazy.
-Their pride must be getting shattered.
Jin-woo’s Tentacle Whip was causing a sensation.
Even users who had traditionally used the European Union Auction House were interested in Jin-woo’s equipment.
-Bold pieces like this rarely come up on our side.
-I’ve never seen a whip like this before.
-You can make equipment from tentacles?
Ding—! Ding—!
Eighty million Gold.
And surpassing ninety million Gold, Jin-woo’s first single item finally broke through one hundred million Gold.
-Wow.
-I didn’t expect a whip to break through one hundred million Gold.
-This is huge for the European Union Auction House. If this sells for one hundred million Gold, the rankings will change.
-Doesn’t the European Union side have any single items at one hundred million?
-They do. Aesell exceeded one hundred million before.
The pride of the European Union Auction House—Aesell.
The Named craftspeople were waiting for him.
“Unless Aesell does something, I don’t think this can be resolved.”
“Where exactly is he right now?”
But Aesell wasn’t somewhere else.
He was watching this situation unfold.
“Again?”
Aesell ground his teeth.
Crafting-class user Aesell.
A Level 700-tier crafting user currently within the top ten rankings.
He wasn’t always in the top ten—he fluctuated between the top twenty and top ten.
“Again? You again?”
He had once been a user of Eternal Sunshine.
And back then, something like this had happened.
“Jin.”
Aesell tightened his grip on the hammer in his hand.
Clang—! Clang—!
Aesell scrutinized this situation carefully, having pulled out all his premium materials.
They were things he’d been saving for a moment that would be crucial someday.
“This is that moment.”
Equipment brimming with ??? Grade materials that Jin-woo couldn’t see.
Clang—!
-You have crafted equipment!
-You have crafted ??? Grade Equipment!
A tier above UR+, transcending the grade Jin-woo currently had listed.
He had completed equipment of that higher tier.
“This time, it won’t be the same. Jin.”
Ding—.
European Union Auction House.
Undefeated number one Aesell had entered the competition.
“Jin. This time, I’ll take you down.”
Ding—!
-Item registered!
* * *
Netflix Headquarters.
“The momentum on this one is no joke.”
Lord Paratix, CEO of Netflix, observed the current third-place worldwide work with a look of fascination.
“Korean content has traditionally had strong appeal. Their sensibility has somehow appealed remarkably well to the world, you know?”
Netflix had profited tremendously from Korean content so far.
“There was Squeeze Generation and that drama. Tears of the Sea. They all performed well.”
“Yes, that’s right. It was originally content made for local viewers.”
JBS’s video this time was also made for local audiences, but it was generating interest from the worldwide market as well.
“It charted in ninety-three countries. Of those, it’s number one in forty-one countries.”
This was an extraordinary result.
“That’s the best performance this year, right?”
“Yes. If this momentum continues, it won’t just be this year’s best—it could enter all-time rankings.”
These numbers without any marketing support yet.
It was an extraordinary result.
“We should push this properly.”
Lord Paratix smiled broadly.
“Let’s make the stage bigger. Really focus on MiTube and let’s try worldwide advertising. Allocate the budget.”
“How much should we allocate?”
“One billion dollars.”
One trillion won in Korean currency.
“Marketing this properly.”
Lord Paratix intended to escalate the competition between these three Korean broadcasting stations to a worldwide level.
“Let’s stir up the conflict.”
Interestingly, the current worldwide number one was none other than Pendant.
-[Legend] All About Pendant
The current worldwide number one was a documentary-style video related to this Pendant.
The video wasn’t simply a crafting video—it showcased the drama surrounding Pendant.
It was a video showing how he had reached the top ranks.
“He definitely won’t win.”
Lord Paratix was certain. The user Jin-woo was quite remarkable, but he hadn’t entered the top ranks yet.
Furthermore, while he was famous locally, he wasn’t yet famous worldwide.
That’s why he wanted to put him on stage.
He was curious about the appeal that Jin-woo possessed.
* * *
Iceelz and Skeleton King fell silent.
Jin-woo’s confidence had grounds.
But these two blacksmiths’ concerns also had solid foundation.
“It’s fine. If things get really bad, I’ll just run.”
Jin-woo wasn’t thinking recklessly about hunting a Tyrant-Grade monster.
‘If there were just Tyrant-Grade monsters, I might push myself to clear it.’
Behind the Tyrant-Grade monster was a Legacy Holder of Ancient God.
‘They said it was far stronger than a Tyrant-Grade monster.’
The Legacy Holder of Ancient God was naturally stronger than the Tyrant-Grade guardian spirit. So strategy had to be carefully established.
‘Two high mountains to climb.’
He needed to see with his own eyes just how high those mountains were.
“Let me just check it out first.”
As Jin-woo entered the City of Fragments, the atmosphere began to shift.
-This is the city of the King of the Dead.
-Area Restriction!
-Area Restriction!
-This place operates under the rules of the King of the Dead!
The moment he entered, powerful restrictions bound Jin-woo.
-Your Mana is restricted.
-Your movements are restricted.
-A mark is being engraved.
-A Stigma of Pain has been engraved!
Ssshhhhh—.
A strange mark began to be engraved on the back of Jin-woo’s hand.
A searing pain.
Jin-woo exerted force on his hand.
“I came here for a territorial battle.”
Ssshhhhhhhhhhh—!
Against countless restrictions, Jin-woo declared a Holy Sanctuary.
“Holy Sanctuary Declaration.”
Screech—.
Screeeeeeeeeee—!
Around Jin-woo, a fierce Dark Energy surged like a shield.
“!”
Watching the Dark Energy radiating from Jin-woo’s entire body directly oppose the King of the Dead’s restrictions, Iceelz and Skeleton King gasped in surprise.
They had never fought Jin-woo.
That’s why they had only ever thought of him as a blacksmith.
“Haven’t seen this yet?”
Jin-woo walked forward, leaving them behind.
A powerful gust of wind rose up.
“Surely… you’re a blacksmith…”
“How can he have such power?”
-The restrictions are being lifted.
-Movement restrictions are disappearing.
With each step forward, restrictions fell away with a snap, snap sound.
-Mana restrictions are being lifted.
One step.
-Area Restrictions are being lifted.
Another step.
-The Stigma of Pain is disappearing.
Even the mark engraved on his hand had completely vanished.
A Legacy Holder of Ancient God.
“Perhaps…”
The thought came to them that all their assumptions might be wrong. In fact, what they should worry about in this battle might not be Jin-woo—but the Tyrant-Grade monster itself.
“First, Pur, Bon, Moltus.”
Jin-woo summoned his four familiars in succession.
“Those two blacksmiths said something.”
Then he smiled wickedly.
“That the Tyrant-Grade monster here is stronger than all of us combined.”
Ssshhhhh—.
Roooaaaaaaaarrr—!
At the same time, a fierce blue light blazed in the eyes of all four familiars.
No words were necessary.
Proof would come through action.
Then.
Awooooo—.
At the sound of a howl, the bodies of the two Underworld blacksmiths stiffened.
A howl was coming from beyond.
“The Tyrant…!”
The Tyrant-Grade monster was out there.
Thanks to his new body, the fear had diminished considerably, but the pressure was still substantial.
Ssshhhhh—.
Cold radiated. The ground turned pure white and the air grew even more frigid.
“It’s coming.”
Something white appeared in the distance.
It approached trailing freezing cold, and though it walked, its footsteps made no sound at all.
“Fall back.”
Jin-woo spoke to the two blacksmiths.
And he watched the thing slowly approaching.
A Tyrant-Grade monster.
-You have encountered the Tyrant of the Underworld, Boros!
Boros, the Spirit Snake, was a pure white fox.
A rare beauty that would intoxicate just from looking at its pure white color, something seldom seen in the Underworld.
Its size even exceeded Bon, Jin-woo’s largest familiar.
“The name ‘Tyrant’ suits it remarkably well.”
Ssshhhhh—.
Boros moved its tail.
Its eyes were blood-red against an otherwise pure white body.
Jin-woo was instantly captivated upon seeing Boros.
‘Such a rare pure white color.’
At the same time, the radiating Underworld Freezing Aura was the strongest cold Jin-woo had ever encountered from any monster in the Underworld.
Insane cold.
Even breathing became difficult under such intense cold that conveyed the will to freeze the entire world.
Jin-woo decided to assess Boros first.
‘I need to confirm how strong it is with my own body.’
He gestured to his familiars to wait behind and slowly walked forward.
Boros appeared to think Jin-woo would come together with his familiars, watching him with an intrigued expression.
Every move Jin-woo made seemed to be seen through.
-Awooooo.
Boros let out a howl as if beckoning him forward.
One step.
“Pure white fur pelt.”
Jin-woo murmured.
One step.
“Fangs.”
Another step.
“A powerful soul filled with cold.”
Having reached Boros’s domain, Jin-woo gazed directly into its eyes.
In that instant, Boros exhaled.
Ssshhhhhhhhh—!
Freezing cold completely covered Jin-woo’s entire body.
Crack—.
In an instant, Jin-woo became a block of ice.
“!”
“L-Legacy Holder!”
The two blacksmiths rushed forward with urgent cries.
That was a Tyrant.
The strongest being that could freeze everything in the Underworld.
The two blacksmiths held a hammer and an Engraving Knife in their hands. They planned to quickly extract the frozen Jin-woo and flee.
But strangely, the familiars remained motionless. Despite being the first to respond to their master’s danger, they remained in place as Jin-woo had commanded.
Boros found this strange.
Suddenly.
Whoooooosh—!
Jin-woo began to burn.
Blazing crimson flames.
And deep blue flames.
“With such fine material in front of me.”
Within the inferno, Jin-woo smiled.
“I absolutely cannot die.”
Jin-woo gestured.
“Assessment complete.”
All four familiars moved simultaneously.
“With full force.”
Crack—!
First and Pur reached the front of Boros in an instant.
The full power of the two Hero-Grade Undead was far more formidable than Jin-woo had anticipated.
“Strike it down!”

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