Raided The God’S Warehouse [EN]: Chapter 317

I Plundered the God of War’s Vault – Episode 321

Chapter 321

– Welcome to the 50th floor trial.

– Theme: The Grand Festival (5): The Ten Great Magic Tower Lords of the Coral Tower

– You have achieved 100 victories in the Moraf Grand Festival, allowing you to challenge a pillar of great history.

– Prove your worth to everyone in this pillar of great history!

A different feeling washed over me compared to ascending a floor and moving to the next trial.

An intense dizziness forced me to squeeze my eyes shut, and when I reopened them, a massive tower stood before me.

‘Oh….’

That was the Coral Tower, the subject of this trial mentioned earlier.

It was also the most powerful entity in this dimension, where magic was highly developed.

‘It’s not called the Coral Tower for nothing.’

The tower was as beautiful as coral blooming from the sea.

Whether it was through magical influence or not, its vibrant appearance filled me with awe.

The tower was surrounded by beautiful forests and trees, making it a truly ‘fantastic’ sight.

“Ahem, it seems the last participant has arrived.”

“Is that the last participant?”

“Judging by the looks of him, he seems like some nobody without any affiliation. Ha! Does a guy like that even have the qualifications to challenge the Coral Tower?”

“Judging people by their appearance is a bad habit.”

“Doesn’t he look the part? Look at his attire. He looks more like a mercenary than a mage.”

Turning my head towards the voices, I saw dozens of people.

Each had their own unique characteristics, but they were mostly wearing long cloaks.

Perhaps that was the standard attire for mages here.

‘Well, whatever.’

Although the style was different from theirs, Seun also wore a cloak. To be exact, a robe.

It was an S-class cloak obtained as a reward from the tutorial, so it was certainly not inferior.

However, judging by their dismissive tone, it seemed they were acting that way because of the dust on the robe from his recent matches.

– The stability of ‘Clean Shower’ is enhanced according to the mysteries of the Blue Tower.

A small vortex created on Seun’s palm enveloped his entire body.

Warm water droplets permeated the clothes, washing away the dust, and a warm breeze dried them.

The equipment was instantly clean as new.

In particular, the robe’s original deep red color and the golden dragon pattern engraved in the center looked especially magnificent.

It naturally looked much more valuable and precious than the cloak worn by the mage who had been mocking Seun.

Naturally, the mage who noticed this had a distorted expression.

“Looks like the wanderer picked up some good clothes somewhere.”

“Hoho, a truly beautiful cloak. I’m almost tempted to take it.”

“Tempted by something like that? It looks like a fake at first glance.”

Even before the conversation, I could roughly understand their positions.

The ones sitting on luxurious-looking wooden chairs on the left, fluttering expensive cloaks, were mages affiliated with some organization.

The ones lying down freely on the right or standing and talking were wandering mages not affiliated with any organization.

Honestly, you could easily tell just by looking at the patterns engraved on the cloaks.

‘The Tower Lord of the Coral Tower… This is going to be a more important match than I thought.’

I had heard that the Tower Lord of the Coral Tower, who is selected based on merit, would wield the greatest power in this dimension.

In other words, the political landscape of the continent would shift depending on who became the Tower Lord.

If a royal mage became the Tower Lord, the prestige of that empire would increase rapidly.

If a mage from a certain magic tower became the Tower Lord, that magic tower would be equated with the Coral Tower and enjoy immense prosperity.

If a wandering mage with a bad personality became the Tower Lord, a period of chaos might descend upon the continent.

Unaffiliated mages, in particular, were not guaranteed to have good character, so affiliated mages had no choice but to be wary.

“Alright, everyone, be quiet.”

“It was said to start at noon… it’s almost time.”

It seemed Seun had been transported to the time just before the Tower Lord selection ceremony began.

Without time to identify the opponents or prepare, the sun hung directly over the top of the Coral Tower.

Whoong-.

Abundant mana flowed out from the Coral Tower.

The concentration was so thick that the surroundings rippled with mana as if submerged in the sea.

The corals that made up the Coral Tower bloomed like flowers, absorbing the sunlight. And at its peak….

“Oh, they’re coming down.”

“That’s the 9th Tower Lord of the Coral Tower, Coral Abyss.”

An old man of considerable age descended.

Adjusting his falling speed like a mage, his slow descent resembled a god’s arrival.

Haze rose in the place where he landed.

Whether it was a modified spell instead of a typical fly spell, or a phenomenon that occurred naturally by manipulating the mana, one thing was clear.

‘A fire mage.’

He was clearly well-versed in fire magic.

7 circles… no, judging by the power that couldn’t even be estimated, it was clear that he was a mage of 8 circles or higher [Circles are a measure of a mage’s proficiency and power].

If it was around 7 circles, Seun would have recognized it even with a slight difference in power.

Indeed, the Coral Tower was impressive.

A mage who reached 8 circles with a human body….

It was clear that the magic level of this dimension was exceptionally high.

“It’s my first time seeing him in person.”

“Is that the God of Fire I’ve only heard about? Indeed, the heat is incredible.”

“They say he’s the strongest of all the Coral Tower Lords in terms of combat power?”

“I heard that the spire that had previously resisted the Coral Tower was destroyed by that old man’s magic.”

Even before the Tower Lord reached the ground, the mages continued to whisper.

Seun, who had no information about this place, focused on listening and eavesdropping on their conversations.

As Seun sensed, the Tower Lord seemed to be a mage deeply skilled in fire attributes.

As the Tower Lord got closer to the ground, the mages’ murmuring gradually decreased, and the surroundings became extremely quiet the moment the Tower Lord touched the ground lightly.

No one dared to speak in front of Coral Abyss, the 9th Tower Lord of the Coral Tower, the God of Fire.

Naturally, the first to break the silence was the Tower Lord himself.

As if burdened by age, a deep, aged voice flowed from his mouth.

“Haa… has time already flowed like this? Seeing that there are no familiar mages, it seems the time has come.”

Hwareuk-.

Flames rose behind him without any apparent casting.

The flame soon took the shape of a chair, and the Tower Lord sat gently on the chair and continued in his old voice.

“Yes, has everyone gathered…?”

“Hello! It’s an honor to meet you. I am also from the same Fire Tower as the Tower Lord….”

“You….”

“……Yes?”

“I don’t think you have the skills to be in this place.”

“Ah, no! I am the son of Redib, the 28th Fire Tower Lord….”

Hwareuk!

“Keuheok!”

The flame spewed out from the Tower Lord pushed the young mage away.

It didn’t seem like he intended to kill him, but with just that, the young mage was knocked far away and lost consciousness.

As befitting the Tower Lord of the Coral Tower, he didn’t care about familial ties or connections.

In some ways, it was admirable.

“Now… the numbers are even.”

When the young mage fainted, no one dared to speak and quietly bowed their heads, listening to the Tower Lord’s words.

“Then… let’s start the selection ceremony.”

Tuk.

The Tower Lord tapped the ground with his staff. Then, a wave of intense flames spread around.

Even if you were touched by the fire, you couldn’t feel the heat, so it wasn’t an ordinary flame.

I didn’t know if he used space magic or simply burned the surroundings with fire, but the surrounding terrain was transformed with that single spell.

From a forest where green sparkled to a dry, empty space.

It was a perfect place for mages to duel.

“There is only one condition. To win by defeating the enemy with magic.”

Far away, at the edge of the field of vision, the flames burned so high that they seemed to reach the sky. Perhaps that flame marked the outermost boundary of the stadium.

Due to the nature of mages who can use large-scale magic, the size of the stadium was on a completely different scale from that of a fighting tournament.

“I’ve set up a wall for now, but if you’re confident, you can go over the wall.”

If you can cross it, try it.

It was a confident statement, but none of them dared to think of crossing the fire wall.

Because it was the flame of the one called the God of Fire. The one currently known as the strongest mage on the continent.

“There are no waiting areas or spectator seats, so take care of yourselves.”

The entire area inside the fire wall was the stadium.

That meant that the aftermath of the match could also affect the mages watching in the stadium.

The conditions were clearly different from those of the fighting tournament, which was protected by the system.

“It doesn’t matter if you use martial arts, but I won’t tolerate using any power other than mana.”

Finally, the rule that Seun was worried about was announced.

Prohibition of using powers other than mana.

It seemed impossible to use internal energy, as well as divinity.

For example, Ruin or Turik dwelling in the stigmata [A mark or scar on the body, often associated with religious significance] would not be able to participate either.

Fortunately, the powers of the Gods of War that Seun originally used were separate concepts from using divinity, so it seemed like it would be okay.

“I think everyone understood well. If you can’t even understand this, it’s the same as not being qualified.”

That’s how the Tower Lord’s explanation ended.

He leaned comfortably on the chair made of fire as if he had finished his task.

But one important thing was missing.

‘What about the match schedule?’

In the first place, I had only heard about the stadium and the rules, so there was no way that a match schedule would be properly arranged.

Nevertheless, everyone was reluctant to speak because they remembered the mage who had spoken first and was swept away by the flames.

It was proof that everyone here revered the Tower Lord.

There was only one person who could speak in this situation.

“How does the match schedule work?”

It was Seun.

From Seun’s point of view, the Tower Lord’s existence was just a strong mage.

The mage who was attacked at first was simply kicked out because he lacked skills, not because he spoke to him.

In other words, there was no reason to be afraid.

“Ah, I thought so. That’s why everyone was standing there blankly. If you don’t know something, ask. You call yourselves mages? Foolish things.”

The Tower Lord shook his head and sighed.

The mages wore unfair expressions, but no one came forward to complain.

“You spoke well. First of all, you.”

The Tower Lord pointed at Seun as if doing him a favor.

A squeaky wheel gets the grease, so he came forward first and ended up having the first match.

I wanted to watch the matches of other mages and participate in the second half if possible because I didn’t know anything other than the contents written in the trial or the brief explanation I heard from the commentator of the Grand Festival.

“There, ugly guy. It’s you.”

The eyebrows of the mage who heard the words ‘ugly guy’ twitched.

Even so, he couldn’t defy the Tower Lord of the Coral Tower, so he quietly came forward.

A familiar face compared to the other mages.

He was the mage who had criticized Seun’s clothes as soon as he arrived.

“I’ll pass the first match easily. Come out, you hick.”

The mage smiled broadly and took out his staff, as if he was pleased that Seun was his opponent.

At that sight, Seun also smiled faintly and stepped forward.

‘Shall I roughly gauge the level of this competition with that guy?’