The Returned Genius Blacksmith has Awakened as an all-Master - Chapter 115

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Episode 115
115. The Response Is Good, Though?
A narrow passageway.
And the flames of Iron Walker pouring forth.
The cramped corridor had become a small hell.
The Undead, vulnerable to fire, had nowhere to flee—they simply crumbled to ash.
“Screeeee!”
Walker was not idle either.
She soared through the air, raining down feathers imbued with the light attribute like a downpour.
The Undead struck by the feathers shrieked as they were Purified.
The very Undead that had filled Ma Jin-chul with terror.
They began to crumble without mounting even a single proper resistance.
It was not even combat.
It was outright slaughter.
At that incomprehensible sight, Ma Jin-chul could only stare in a daze.
“How is this…… possible? Does this even make sense?”
Through broadcasts, he had witnessed Geumson’s combat ability.
But Ma Jin-chul had never seen Iron Walker’s prowess in comparison.
So it was only natural that he marveled at Iron Walker’s display.
Yet even in that overwhelming spectacle, Geumson’s expression remained unmoved.
Not even as he watched the messages cascading before his eyes like tidings of victory.
[You have defeated a Zombie.]
[You have defeated a Skeleton Soldier.]
[You have defeated a Ghoul.]
[Level up! Lv. 75]
[Maker’s Resonance skill has reached Lv. 5.]
[Level up! Lv. 76]
[Vigilance Awareness skill has reached Lv. 4.]
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[Level up! Lv. 80]
Level 80 in a blink.
The leveling speed was a measure of how many Undead Iron Walker had laid low.
This place, Frelia, was truly a hunting ground prepared for Geumson.
Ma Jin-chul, standing beside him, could only ask Geumson about the incomprehensible hunting scene unfolding before him.
“Hey, you…… what’s your Level? How is your Level so low when Undead are getting swept aside like that? Even Kang Mu-jin would struggle with this…….”
“Me? I’m at 80. Oh, I just hit 81.”
“E, 80? Only 80? You just hit 81? Are you joking about your Level? Are you?!”
“Your Level should be going up too, sir. Monsters are dying in the maze anyway.”
“My Level? Wait, what? Why is my Level rising this fast?!”
Ma Jin-chul disbelieved Geumson’s Level.
But his own Level was rising as he shared in the Experience Points.
In other words, he had no choice but to believe what Geumson was saying.
Ma Jin-chul began letting out cries of delighted astonishment.
‘The response is good, though?’
Ma Jin-chul’s transparent reaction.
That reaction was precisely what Geumson had wanted.
In Lepion, one does not need to rely on Level alone to face Monsters.
With proper matchups and strategy, leveling up quickly is entirely possible.
He wanted to convey this to the Players of Lepion.
Especially now—a broadcast was underway.
All the Players watching Geumson’s play would likewise come to understand much by witnessing it.
Geumson’s scheme was working exactly as intended.
‘The situation itself is going well…… but there are things that bother me.’
The Undead hunt was progressing smoothly.
Against tireless Undead, Iron Walker too could fight without growing weary.
Yet Geumson was not satisfied.
Instead, his vigilance reached its peak.
‘The real ones…… haven’t shown themselves yet.’
Among the Undead, the truly formidable special entities.
They still hadn’t made their move.
More precisely, they were biding their time even within the flames.
Like beasts stalking prey.
Even through the inferno, Geumson felt their calculated patience—the way they hunted for the slightest opening.
‘So they can endure pain like that, can they? These Undead bastards have flame resistance?’
The agony of his entire body burning in the fire.
No living creature could withstand such torment.
But the Undead showed no regard for pain whatsoever.
Worse still, the special entities seemed to possess actual flame resistance, weathering the inferno while hunting for gaps in his assault.
But Geumson had no intention of giving them even the smallest opening.
He had another weapon in his arsenal against the Undead.
“Uncle, this might get a little cold.”
“What? What else are you going to do here…… huh?”
Geumson didn’t answer Ma Jin-chul’s question.
Instead, he simply raised his left hand with deliberate calm.
‘Moon’s Left Hand.’
From Geumson’s left palm bloomed a soft, biting moonlight.
Cold, serene, and sacred—a radiance that purified all things.
‘Moon’s Land.’
Shhhk-
The frigid aura spreading from his raised hand birthed a crystalline blue frost beneath his feet.
Then came Geumson’s frost mist, billowing outward like a phantom veil.
The icy fog consumed the entire corridor in an instant, its tendrils wrapping around the ankles of the charging Undead.
[Moon’s Land activates.]
[All enemies within the zone suffer continuous frost damage.]
[Movement speed of all enemies in the zone decreases by 50%.]
[The power of Purification weakens enemies with Undead properties.]
Messages cascaded across his vision.
Reading them, Geumson’s lips curved into a smile at last.
‘It works perfectly.’
Moon’s Left Hand—the skill it granted was Moon’s Land.
A skill so saturated with frost and Purification that against the Undead, it was practically a natural predator.
It was precisely what forced those creatures, who had endured within the flames, to move at last.
Screeeech!
Hack—hack-hack-hack!
“Walker! Strike them down! Crush them! Walker!”
Iron Walker, abandoning patience, charged in and shattered the lunging creatures with bare-knuckled ferocity.
Geumson’s bitter cold and Iron Walker’s scorching heat.
The creatures, already fragile from the violent oscillation between extremes of temperature, crumbled beneath the assault.
They couldn’t withstand Iron Walker’s iron fists.
Thud-
Thud-thud-thud-crack!
Even the strong ones hiding within the flames either froze and shattered or burned to ash.
Or else they were torn apart by Iron Walker’s steely knuckles.
Yet Geumson, never satisfied, quickly opened his Stats panel.
With the determination to end this once and for all, he rapidly distributed his remaining Stat Points.
[Purification: 50 → 150]
[Strength: 120 → 130]
[Agility: 109 → 130]
[Vitality: 110 → 130]
[Magic: 109 → 130]
[Luck: 112 → 129]
[Precision: 120 → 130]
[Holy Power: 116 → 130]
[Endurance: 105 → 130]
[Remaining Stats: 238 → 0]
Two hundred thirty-eight Stat Points accumulated by Level 81.
No ordinary Level 81 player.
With bonus Stats factored in, Geumson earned a remarkable twelve Stat Points per level.
So Geumson operated on a level incomparable to other players.
It was only natural for Ma Jin-chul to be astonished, knowing none of this.
Moreover, the suddenly amplified Purification power immediately began to influence the effects of Moon’s Land.
[Magical power has been amplified.]
[Holy Power has been amplified.]
[Purification power has been amplified.]
[Moon’s Land effects have been further enhanced.]
Brief messages flickered across his vision.
But the effects were far from simple as the notifications suggested.
The Undead that had been charging forward seemed to freeze completely in their tracks.
Worse still, frost crystallized across their bodies, their bones and flesh locking solid before crumbling to dust.
The amplified Purification power in particular, mingled with Holy Power, proved devastatingly fatal to the Undead.
Weak zombies and skeletons collapsed the moment they set foot in the domain, billowing black smoke as they disintegrated.
“Ha, ha-ha… hahaha. This is absolutely ridiculous.”
“Wasn’t it a bit less than your hunting methods, sir?”
“Forget it—don’t say another word.”
Ma Jin-chul seemed to have given up trying to understand.
He’d simply decided to enjoy the situation instead.
Yet even so, he couldn’t afford to simply rest.
“What’s the firepower on these things—my ice barrier is melting away!”
“What are you doing? Fix it quickly!”
“Why do I feel like I’m the busier one? Something doesn’t seem right…”
By Ma Jin-chul’s expectations, Geumson should have been frantically consumed with combat.
But the reality was entirely different.
Geumson actually looked at ease.
He’d left the fighting to Iron Walker and withdrawn to a distance.
It was Ma Jin-chul himself who found himself desperately busy maintaining the rapidly melting ice barrier.
‘Is this enough?’
Geumson fell back to assess the battle situation.
The situation was stable.
Iron Walker completely sealed off the corridor while Walker provided support from above.
Moon’s Land restricted the Undead’s movements and purified them.
Now it was merely a matter of time.
No matter how vast the Undead numbers might be.
‘Time… that’s the real problem.’
Despite the stable battle situation, Geumson felt urgency creeping through him.
A blue dot appeared in Geumson’s field of vision.
That faint blue light felt as though it were showing him the fading life force of survivors.
“Sir, could you make just one small hole in the barrier?”
“What? Why would I do that? It’s perfect as is.”
“There’s somewhere I need to go for a moment.”
“Now? In this situation?”
“There are people I need to save.”
Ma Jin-chul let out a short sigh.
He didn’t try to stop Geumson.
He hadn’t lost anything by following Geumson’s lead so far.
“If it gets dangerous, you come straight back, understand?”
“Don’t worry. Walker! Astrid! I’m counting on you!”
“Waaaalker! Walker!”
“Ti-squeak!”
Crack—
On the opposite side from where the Undead poured in.
A small hole opened in the ice barrier.
Just large enough for Geumson to squeeze through.
Geumson pushed his body into the gap and slipped out past the ice barrier unseen.
The moment he raised the collar of Astrid’s Shadow Robe, a message appeared.
[Shadow Concealment activates.]
[The wearer’s presence, magical aura, and even appearance are concealed.]
Geumson confirmed the message.
His footsteps quickened with each stride.
Toward the blue dot visible on the map.

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