Raided The God’S Warehouse [EN]: Chapter 524

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[You have perfectly cleared the Hidden Dungeon, ‘Deep Demon Nest.’]

[You have perfectly cleared the Hidden Dungeon, ‘Nest of the Departed.’]

[You have defeated the Named Monster, ‘Taylor of Restraint.’]

…….

Machangwon.

This gigantic cluster of dozens, even hundreds, of hills contained a corresponding wealth of hidden elements.

Hidden dungeons, named monsters, and treasures—things a typical player would be lucky to find even one of while traversing Machangwon—Seun was unearthing them all without exception.

‘Capturing the Demon World will be no problem at this rate.’

As Seun steadily conquered the trials of the 73rd floor, he retrieved a glass marble from his pocket.

The bottom was filled with golden sand, and even without shaking it, a subtle sandstorm brewed within the glass world.

When he moved it with a bit more force, the sand grains surged violently, creating a miniature whirlwind that slowly subsided.

Frankly, it looked like a well-made toy.

However…

Whoong-

As Seun channeled mana into it, the vortex inside the glass marble swirled even more intensely.

The vortex split into dozens of strands, and the sky seemed to transform, filling with sand and turning into a desert landscape.

The inside of the glass marble churned with sand grains, accompanied by a sharp, crackling sound: ‘Pabababak!’

Fearing the glass might shatter, he stopped injecting mana, and only then did the violent wind begin to calm.

‘Simple mana injection won’t work.’

It reacts, but only within the confines of the glass marble.

If he can’t draw this sandstorm out, it’s meaningless.

‘In the end, I need to learn that sorcery.’

The magic used by the Scavenger clan’s ancestors.

He considered returning to the lord of the Scavengers to inquire, but the lineage of sorcerers within the Scavenger clan had ended with the last sorcerer Seun defeated.

Besides, the sorcery that sorcerer had used was not the original, but a corrupted and tainted version, making it impossible to retrieve the true form.

‘Then I have no choice but to learn it myself.’

The Great Library of El Abr also contained knowledge about sorcery.

Even if there was nothing directly from El Abr, exploring sorcery in general might reveal a path forward.

With that thought, he returned the glass marble to his pocket for the time being.

‘First, breaking through the Eight Great Hells takes precedence.’
The itinerary’s pointer had led him here.

Before Seun’s eyes, densely packed grass blades, unlike any he had seen before, emitted a cold chill and sharp energy.

They seemed to threaten to freeze and slice the body into pieces with even a single step.

Before these menacing grass blades, Seun’s sword blazed with heat.

– Through inner energy, the second stance of the Violet Mist Sword Style, Flower Rain Fan, is enhanced.

Whir!

Violet flames spread out in a fan shape.

The black grass blades, symbolic of Machangwon, lost their power and burned away, revealing a hidden passage within.

A hell worse than hell.

[You have entered the Hidden Dungeon, ‘Black Rope Hell.’]

A black hole that seemed to lead straight into the abyss.

* * *

“Isn’t it about time to move on?”

“Not yet. You know very well that you can’t get stronger just by rushing through the trials, right?”

“……I can’t lose.”

Yoo Seo-ah and Kang Han-cheol continued to explore Machuso, the trial of the 72nd floor.

Every other player was trying to escape this stinky and dangerous swamp, but these two circled each swamp, seeking out even more enemies.

“Kuaaa!”

A demon leaped from the swamp, swinging its red claws.

Another demon waited for its prey to wither, dropping feathers filled with poison from above.

Yet another demon tried to crush everything in sight, trampling the swamp with its massive bulk.

They sought out all these demons.

– Player Yoo Seo-ah uses ‘Tarantula’s Poison Fang.’

– Player Kang Han-cheol uses ‘Commencement of War.’

Kugung!!

They slashed with twin swords and crushed with powerful fists.

By striving to defeat every demon on the 72nd floor, their ranking had already reached the highest levels.

“Now my ranking is higher, right?”

“It’s a system error. Anyone could see that I defeated that demon first.”

“You know the system is more accurate than anything, right?”

– The constellation, ‘Spider Wearing a Crown,’ chuckles, remarking that their contractor seems to be one rank higher again by chance.

– The constellation, ‘Old Man Riding an Alligator,’ slams the ground, declaring they will overturn such a low ranking in one go.

There weren’t many places left now.

Without the itinerary’s pointer or memories from before the regression, like Seun, the two had no choice but to scour every place they could reach.

How long had they been swinging their swords and fists like this?

Before they knew it, a coldly frozen swamp appeared before their blocked path.

“It’s the end.”

“There doesn’t seem to be anywhere else to go.”

Yoo Seo-ah, ranked 70,000,001st.

Kang Han-cheol, ranked 70,000,002nd.

Both had achieved the highest possible ranking on the 72nd floor.

There was no longer any reason to remain.

At that moment.

– The constellation, ‘Spider Wearing a Crown,’ tilts their head, sensing a familiar energy for some reason.

– The constellation, ‘Old Man Riding an Alligator,’ makes a serious expression and instructs their contractor to strike that swamp.

The messages from Yoo Seo-ah and Kang Han-cheol’s constellations, Baal and Agares, appeared.

Before they could ask what it meant, Kang Han-cheol’s fist slammed into the swamp.

Kwang!!

“……It’s tough.”

It wasn’t a light punch. It was a powerful blow, filled with the force of *Gyeokjin* [a technique focusing kinetic energy], as Agares had instructed.

The swamp, covered in frost, withstood the punch that even the strongest demon on the 72nd floor couldn’t endure.

“Then, I have no choice but to strike harder.”

The skin of an alligator began to grow on Kang Han-cheol’s head, extending down his shoulder to his right arm, covering his fist with rough bumps.

Kang Han-cheol, resting his left hand on the ground and pulling his right arm back as far as possible, momentarily swelled his muscles and unleashed a straight punch.

Kwaaaang-!!

The frozen swamp, which seemed unbreakable, shattered instantly.

How hard did he punch? A clear ‘crack!’ sound echoed from Kang Han-cheol’s arm, which was covered with Agares’s alligator skin.

Immediately after, a bleak blue light formed a doorway within the collapsing swamp.

– The constellation, ‘Spider Wearing a Crown,’ is…….

“Yes!”

Before Baal’s instructions could finish, Yoo Seo-ah instinctively ran towards the door. As she did, frost formed around the doorway, attempting to restore the broken swamp.

However, Yoo Seo-ah’s speed had already surpassed human limits.

Thwack!

Her two swords pierced through the narrow gap of the door.

– Player Yoo Seo-ah dominates ‘The First Gate of the Eight Cold Hells.’

The blue door screamed grotesquely, as if alive, and opened its maw.

From within, a chill flowed out, similar to what she had felt in the Frost Fortress, but amplified to an incomparable degree.

Even so, Yoo Seo-ah didn’t retreat.

“Hurry!”

Instead, she pushed her body into the cold.

She knew how difficult the road ahead would be, because she had climbed the tower with Seun thus far.

That people grow stronger by overcoming difficult paths.

That the ground becomes firm only after the rain.

“Let’s go!”

Bang!

Kang Han-cheol leaped from behind with such force that the ground dented, throwing his body through the door alongside Yoo Seo-ah.

And the place they arrived at was…

[You have entered the Hidden Dungeon, ‘Arvuda Hell.’]

The first of the Eight Cold Hells that even Seun couldn’t find.

The extreme land known as Arvuda Hell.

* * *

Clang!

A flaming axe crashed down on the spot where Seun had been standing.

Seun, deflecting the axe blade to alter its course, climbed up the axe handle and severed the head of the axe’s wielder, a prison guard.

“A sinner who has entered Black Rope Hell……”

Even with his head severed, the prison guard didn’t die instantly.

The torso, falling after losing its head, braced itself on the floor. Then, its arm slid out, and a chain of flames rose from below Seun.

‘……Again.’

Chwaarr-

He managed to dodge one, but couldn’t evade the other.

Even though he had killed one enemy and was regaining his posture, excuses held no weight in battle.

‘I need to be more careful.’

Seun replayed the previous battle in his mind.

He had developed a habit of dismissing an enemy’s existence after defeating them, quickly assessing the situation, and re-evaluating his surroundings.

It was a habit born from fighting primarily against multiple opponents.

Until now, that habit had helped him seize the advantage, but not anymore.

That habit was now leading to carelessness and endangering Seun.

“The punishment for a sinner who has reached Black Rope Hell is this.”

Four prison guards charged towards Seun, whose ankles were bound.

They all wielded heated spears, stabbing at Seun from all directions.

– Through inner energy, the first stance of the North Sea Sword Style, North Sea Winter Festival, is enhanced.

Unable to immediately break free from the chains binding his ankles, Seun sharply lowered his posture instead of moving, and rotated his body.

The spreading sword energy emitted a terrible chill, severing the prison guards’ knees.

Chaeang!

Using that opening, he cut the chains of fire with Durendal, which rippled with cold air.

“I will tear your whole body to pieces and heat each and every surface.”

– According to the mysteries of the Black Tower, the power of ‘Aqua Storm’ is enhanced.

Kwaaaat!

The fusion of the North Sea Sword Style’s stance and Aqua Storm.

The icy waves of the North Sea surged outwards, freezing the four prison guards.

Seizing the moment, Seun rotated his body once more, instantly severing the necks of the four prison guards.

‘Still not enough.’

He shouldn’t be struggling against just four prison guards.

He needed to be quicker, stronger, more efficient. And he had to defeat the enemy more overwhelmingly.

Fortunately, there were plenty of enemies here to help Seun realize his goals.

“To Black Rope Hell.”

“Reached.”

“Sinner.”

Dozens, hundreds of prison guards approached Seun from all directions.

The Eight Great Hells all took the form of dungeons, but their strategies differed.

While the first, Reviving Hell, was a typical dungeon format of exploring and hunting the boss monster, Black Rope Hell was a defense dungeon, requiring him to block the monsters constantly rushing in with heated weapons.

“Receive.”

“Your sins.”

“Sweetly.”

Seun, checking the remaining time, mana, and inner energy, looked around as he changed his weapon.

Was this really a dungeon designed to be cleared?

The difficulty was truly ridiculous.

Not only would players in their 70s be unable to clear it, but even players in their 80s would struggle without being in a well-coordinated guild unit.

However, Seun still changed his weapon with a determined expression.

“So be it.”

In Seun’s eyes, these were not prison guards, but Outer Gods clad in black armor.

Whoong!

The back of his right hand burned red, and Seun’s body was heated as hot as hellfire.