Raided The God’S Warehouse [EN]: Chapter 79

As soon as I entered the Tower, I wasn’t greeted by a low ceiling, but by a sky that felt even higher than during the tutorial.

White clouds drifted lazily, and the bright sun illuminated the golden embroidery on my mantle.

Even though the Tower was large, it defied common sense.

‘This is the Tower,’ I thought.

Hoping for common sense in the Tower was futile from the start.

This place was called a Tower, but each floor was comparable in size to a building at its smallest, and a small planet at its largest.

The environment inside was just as varied.

There were floors where mythical beasts, existing only in fantasies, lived, and there were tombs where corpses rose and twitched.

That was the Tower.

And those who overcame all those trials and climbed the Tower were the Players.

“Hoo……”

As soon as he entered the Tower, Se-Un took a deep breath.

Even though he had clearly entered the interior of the Tower, the air felt cleaner than outside, filling his lungs.

While reminiscing about his memories and looking around, messages welcoming Se-Un’s entry into the Tower appeared before his eyes.

-Congratulations!

-You have overcome all the trials of the tutorial and taken your first step into the Tower.

-You have entered the first floor of the Tower, ‘Shelter.’

-All personal contribution points acquired in the tutorial will be reset.

-You have passed the tutorial in 1st place, earning a new base contribution of 100,000 points.

The reset of personal contribution points. Se-Un, who had accumulated an astonishing 1.5 million points, couldn’t help but feel a pang of regret.

But…….

‘This is still a worthwhile trade,’ he reasoned.

As a reward for the tutorial, he obtained a key presumed to be a Master Key, along with the S-rank item, Emperor Taejo Mu’s Battle Robes.

It was a reward well worth the 1.5 million contribution points.

Moreover, the system message didn’t end there.

-Achievements made while completing the tutorial accumulate, creating the foundation for a myth.

-Myth name, ‘Legend of the Blood Wolf.’

-Player ‘Jeong Se-Un’ gains another name, ‘Blood Wolf.’

-All stats increase by 10 due to the new epithet.

-Potential for ‘Terror’ arises due to the new epithet.

‘It ended up being fixed with this, after all,’ Se-Un thought.

Well, he had expected it. Se-Un’s achievements during the tutorial were enough to create a myth.

The problem was what kind of epithet that achievement would manifest as.

The system seemed to have recognized the epithet that Park Jeong-Pil, who didn’t even know the existence of epithets, had arbitrarily given him.

‘Well, it’s not bad.’

It wasn’t that he particularly liked the epithet.

Potential.

Epithets and myths invariably come with corresponding power.

He had never seen a player with the potential of terror, but it was an effect he had already used several times on the battlefield.

Given Se-Un’s combat style, which mainly involved fighting against multiple opponents, the effect of terror, which broke the will of the masses, seemed very fitting.

Moreover, the fact that all stats increased by ten meant it was definitely an S-rank epithet.

As evidence, the epithet Se-Un had obtained before his regression only increased agility by about ten.

‘Anyway, I need to find the clan first.’

Just as he was wondering if he should grab someone and ask for directions, someone made eye contact with Se-Un and approached him.

A burly physique with fairly well-equipped gear, and a scar etched on his face created a menacing atmosphere.

“What? You’re just passing the tutorial now? You’re late. What, were you hiding in some corner?”

“Who’s this?” Se-Un wondered aloud.

“Euhahaha! Good question. If you’re asking about this body, I’m a ranker who passed the tutorial in the triple digits! Hedrick is the name!”

The moment he heard the introduction, Se-Un knew. The man in front of him was an extra character filled with bluff.

If he was confident in his ranking, he would have introduced his proper ranking instead of saying ‘triple digits.’

Judging by the way he was mumbling, it seemed to be around 800th or 900th place.

“You look frail, but your equipment looks pretty good? Good, I’ll specially accept you into my clan. You better consider yourself lucky.”

Occasionally, there were guys like this. Those who set up camp at the entrance of the Tower to fill the numbers of their clan by any means possible.

They would grovel to strong players, begging them to join their clan, but they would act aggressively towards weak players like this.

Even a weak player was quite useful to the clan just by making them do chores. If not, they could be used as meat shields in battle.

“What if I refuse?” Se-Un asked.

“Euhahaha! You must be dull because you entered the Tower late, but this isn’t a place where you can survive acting without manners. But if you still refuse……”

The man who introduced himself as Hedrick came right up to Se-Un’s face.

The smile, which was close to ridicule, instantly twisted into a fierce expression.

The large physique, dirty impression, and the scar on his face all combined to create a rather ominous atmosphere.

“You’ll have to offer a few items to this body as a welcoming ceremony before entering.”

The guy was threatening him with his hand on the hilt of his sword.

He didn’t notice it when he glanced over it, but now that he looked at it, it was a pretty decent sword. Of course, it wasn’t comparable to Durendal.

Still, it seemed usable as a disposable weapon to use the treasures in the warehouse.

Upon confirming that, a soft smile spread across Se-Un’s face, which had been stiff.

“I was about to say the same thing.”

“What does that……”

Thwack!

“Keuhuk!”

The handle of Durendal struck Hedrick’s abdomen.

Clearly, it was the guy who had his hand on the sword, but he was attacked by Se-Un before he could even draw it.

He was only hit once with the handle, but he couldn’t breathe properly and collapsed, supporting himself on the ground with both hands.

“Keok, you son of a bitch, that was a cheap shot!”

“Cheap? If it looks cheap, try fighting properly.”

“You must be relying on your items, but that won’t work twice on this body, a ranker in the triple digits!”

He was crawling on the ground on all fours just a moment ago. Still, perhaps because he was a Player, he quickly caught his breath and stood up.

He looked quite confident as he drew his sword and charged, but to Se-Un, he just looked like a moth flying into a flame.

Clang!

“C-Crazy?”

Se-Un didn’t draw Durendal.

Feeling that there was no need to draw his sword, he struck the side of Hedrick’s sword with his fist.

Then, the blade swayed violently and fell to the floor, slipping from its owner’s hand.

Perhaps because of the recoil, the guy was holding his right wrist, enduring the pain.

‘He’s weaker than I thought.’

He was thinking of giving him a few flicks on the forehead, but at this rate, he might accidentally kill him.

Then, he had no choice but to change his method.

Slap!

“Keueok! W-Wait a minute.”

Slap!

“S-Stop!”

Slaap!

“I-I’m sorry!”

Slaaap!

“Please save me!!”

Hedrick, who couldn’t withstand even five slaps from Se-Un, lowered his head and hid his red, swollen cheeks.

He later found out that, as Se-Un had expected, he was a ranker in the 900s. No, to be precise, he was a Player ranked 998th.

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“Hehe, come this way. You must be tired from finishing the tutorial, but I happen to know a good place!”

He had only been touched lightly, but Hedrick’s appearance had changed completely from when they first met.

Well, his red, flushed cheeks still hadn’t subsided.

He tried to control his strength, but it seemed to have had a bigger impact than he thought.

“Forget it. I’m trying to find a clan.”

“Oh, you have a clan? You should have said so sooner! I’m quite the social butterfly on the first floor. I know almost every clan!”

“Is that so?”

“Of course! What’s the clan’s name?”

“I don’t know the name.”

“Yes? No, how can you not know the name……”

“What?”

“Ah, no! You might not know the name! Haha! Then, do you have any characteristics? Like a famous player or something.”

The moment Se-Un’s eyes narrowed slightly, Hedrick hurriedly changed his words.

Looking at him, he somehow reminded him of Park Jeong-Pil.

‘Characteristics…….’

How should he describe the clan?

Se-Un fell into thought for a moment.

Among them, the most noticeable person would naturally be Kang Han-Cheol…….

“Kang Han-Cheol, he’s bigger than you and……”

“K-Kang Han-Cheol? Are you perhaps talking about ‘Violence’ [referring to his aggressive fighting style]?”

“……Violence?”

Before Se-Un could continue his explanation, Hedrick reacted first.

Given Kang Han-Cheol’s personality, he thought he would have stayed quiet on the first floor, but he didn’t expect him to recognize him so quickly.

Besides, violence?

Did a fight break out on the first floor?

“Explosive power! Who wouldn’t know Violence Kang Han-Cheol!”

“Wait, is that Violence the explosive kind (爆力)?”

“Of course! Wow, isn’t that really cool? I want to have an epithet like that too!”

Violence. There was no way Kang Han-Cheol would have given himself such an epithet.

That being said, it felt a bit unnatural to think that the system would have given Kang Han-Cheol such a name.

In that case…….

‘It must be Park Jeong-Pil’s doing.’

It was clear that it was Park Jeong-Pil’s doing. He was the one who first gave Se-Un the name Blood Wolf.

Compared to Violence, the epithet Blood Wolf was a hundred times better.

He thought he should comfort him as soon as he arrived at the clan.

“Wait, were you affiliated with the Diablo Clan?”

“……Diablo?”

“Yes! Isn’t that the strongest clan where the strongest players from the tutorial gather! To think you were affiliated with the Diablo Clan. That explains how you were so strong!”

Diablo Clan. This seemed a bit different from Park Jeong-Pil’s naming sense.

He didn’t know what was going on, but if it was a clan that Kang Han-Cheol was affiliated with, it seemed like it was Se-Un’s clan.

That thought became even more certain with Hedrick’s continued explanation.

“Yoo Seo-A of the Gale, who slaughters hundreds of monsters and causes a storm of blood! Baek-Hyun of Corpse, who raises those corpses and creates a tsunami of death!”

“……”

“Perhaps there isn’t a single player on our floor who doesn’t know those heroic tales! Ah, especially……!”

Just as Se-Un was feeling sympathy for Yoo Seo-A and Baek-Hyun after Kang Han-Cheol, Hedrick stopped talking, and a sense of unease instinctively washed over him.

It seemed that Park Jeong-Pil was running around the first floor spreading heroic tales, and if that was the case…….

“The solitary wolf of blood who rules the Diablo Clan! About the Blood Wolf Lord, he……”

Se-Un unknowingly blocked Hedrick’s mouth.

He had expected it to some extent, but this was beyond his imagination from the start.

Hedrick, who barely escaped Se-Un’s grasp, closed his mouth tightly the moment he looked into Se-Un’s eyes.

Because Se-Un’s eyes were flickering with a murderous intent that couldn’t even be compared to when he had ‘educated’ him.

“Guide me.”

“……Yes!”

Se-Un’s fist clenched tightly.

It seemed that his memories of Park Jeong-Pil had been nicely corrected because he hadn’t seen him for a few days. After all, it seemed that the saying that people can’t be fixed was true.

Thinking that he would have to properly ‘educate’ Park Jeong-Pil as soon as he arrived at the clan, Se-Un’s steps headed towards the Diablo Clan.