Raided The God’S Warehouse [EN]: Chapter 82

The Diablo Clan’s first party was a resounding success.

It seemed Se-un’s arrival had melted away everyone’s tension. They were completely different from how they’d been during the tutorial.

I guess you could say their true personalities were finally emerging.

‘Yoo Seo-ah and Kang Han-cheol were the biggest surprises.’

Kang Han-cheol, usually so taciturn.

Yoo Seo-ah, who rarely smiled due to the weight of responsibility.

Seeing this new side of them because of yesterday’s party felt refreshing.

Well, in contrast…

“Hyung-nim, are you leaving already? Let me show you around! I know this village like the back of my hand!”

Park Jeong-pil was exactly the same as he was during the tutorial.

Well, maybe it was because he was still under a ‘drinking ban’ from Se-un yesterday and hadn’t been allowed a single drop of alcohol.

“Blood Wolf-nim! Um, would it be alright if I stayed here a little longer?”

As Se-un rose from his seat, Hedrick, who had been hovering nearby, rushed over, looking anxious.

I had only planned to give him a tour and send him back, but it seemed he’d stubbornly stayed until the end and even joined the party.

“Don’t you have to return to your clan?”

“I was an outcast there anyway. No one would even notice if I disappeared, you know? Haha!”

An outcast. I didn’t know if it was true, but he clearly wanted to stay here no matter what.

‘Well, I suppose it doesn’t matter.’

Just like my initial reason for trying to recruit him into the clan before knowing Se-un’s identity, the more trustworthy members, the better.

In that sense, Hedrick seemed like a very straightforward person to Se-un.

Since he hadn’t known Se-un’s identity from the start, there was no way he’d approached with ulterior motives.

“Do as you please.”

“Thank you! I’ll work as hard as I can!”

I hadn’t exactly given him permission to join, just meant he could stay at the base a little longer. I wonder how he interpreted Se-un’s answer.

He raised both arms and happily returned to his seat.

As if waiting for his turn after Hedrick left, Kang Han-cheol approached me.

“Let’s fight.”

Let’s fight, huh.

There’s a limit to being blunt; this guy was too straightforward.

‘He was like this during the tutorial, too.’

Around the time I was progressing through the first chapter in the tutorial, Kang Han-cheol had approached Se-un back then as well, asking to ‘fight’ and requesting a sparring match.

And after that, we sparred whenever we had time.

‘Come to think of it, that was quite a while ago.’

The last time we sparred was before the fifth chapter of the tutorial began.

Thinking that, Se-un nodded.

“Alright, let’s have one round before we go.”

“Hyung-nim, weren’t you going to the village?”

“Wait a bit. Or, do you want to join in too?”

“Don’t you need a referee? I’m really good at refereeing!”

Watching Park Jeong-pil quickly move away from his seat, Se-un shook his head, knowing he would do that.

Looking ahead, Kang Han-cheol had already finished preparing for battle and was looking at Se-un.

‘He looks fine.’

Was his stamina that good?

He seemed to have downed a whole pitcher of beer last night, but there wasn’t a sign of a hangover or any aftereffects.

The better the stamina, the faster the liver’s recovery, but alcohol tolerance is separate, so even players should get drunk if they drink too much. It seemed he had acquired a resistance-related skill in addition to his stats.

Having finished his battle preparations, he was wearing the golden armor he’d received from Se-un, but the color was completely different from before.

“The Elder changed the color for me.”

“It suits you well.”

“I don’t like flashy colors.”

A deep green color, almost black.

The flashiness of the golden color was gone, but it seemed to suit Kang Han-cheol even more than before.

Moreover, he was wearing gauntlets that I hadn’t seen before on his hands.

“What are those?”

“I received these gauntlets as a reward for the contribution ranking. Is it okay?”

“I don’t care.”

Kang Han-cheol’s already powerful fists were now equipped with gauntlets.

It was obvious how much more powerful his punches would become. Nevertheless, Se-un didn’t draw his sword.

Because the sparring match that Se-un had in mind with Kang Han-cheol was, in the end, ‘education’.

Sensing the atmosphere, Park Jeong-pil, who was watching from the side, raised his hand and shouted.

“Start!”

Bang!

As usual, Kang Han-cheol moved first in this sparring match as well. However, the sound of him leaping off the ground was unusual.

He must have kicked off the ground with all his might, as the ground where Kang Han-cheol had been standing was dented.

‘He’s gotten faster.’

It was completely different from being merely agile.

By maximizing the leg muscles, he maximized his instantaneous jumping power and converted power into speed.

Kang Han-cheol, who had instantly approached Se-un, threw a punch without hesitation.

Swish-

However, just because his speed had increased didn’t mean Se-un would be hit.

Se-un used the mysteries of Tai Chi [a Chinese martial art and exercise system] to rotate his arm and wrap around Kang Han-cheol’s fist.

At that moment.

‘Dangerous!’

A sense of foreboding that made my spine tingle was felt.

A kind of sixth sense, perhaps?

Se-un trusted his sixth sense, gave up on Tai Chi, and backed away.

Kwaang!!

When Kang Han-cheol’s punch slammed into the ground, cracks spread out like a spider web, centered on his fist.

Watching that movement, Se-un could understand the identity of the strange feeling.

“…Too bad. It was a critical hit.”

“Did you mix the mysteries of Tai Chi into your powerful fist?”

“No matter how I thought about it, deflecting or using the enemy’s attack wasn’t my style.”

Kang Han-cheol’s words were simple.

Originally, the mysteries of Tai Chi are specialized in taking advantage of the opponent’s power.

He adapted that meaning in reverse, preventing his opponent from taking advantage of his powerful fist.

As a result, the opponent could not absorb or deflect the attack at all and had to be hit by the fist without being able to do anything.

It was truly the martial art that suited Kang Han-cheol the most.

Moreover.

“Your inner energy has become quite familiar as well.”

“I worked hard.”

A green aura was rippling from Kang Han-cheol’s fist. He was strengthening his fist by infusing it with inner energy through the Jinju Eonga Fist [a fictional martial art technique].

Se-un was away, but not much time had passed since the tutorial ended.

In the meantime, Kang Han-cheol had become surprisingly strong.

“And, this isn’t the end.”

“What?”

Kugugugu!

Kang Han-cheol gave more power to the fist that was hitting the ground.

The cracks spread out even more, and the ground trembled as if there was a real earthquake.

His power was so strong that Kang Han-cheol’s fist dug into the ground, burying up to his elbow.

And the moment he pulled out that arm.

Kwaaaaa!

The trembling earth exploded like a bomb.

Large and small rocks buried in the ground shot out with dirt and dust, covering Se-un.

-According to the mysteries of the Blue Tower, the elasticity of ‘Wide Shield’ increases.

Se-un manifested magic to block the rocks.

Watching the barrier that rippled like water and bounced off the rocks, a small smile appeared on Kang Han-cheol’s face.

This was the first time Se-un had used magic during a sparring match with him.

Bang, Kwaang!

Even in the sand dust, Kang Han-cheol’s attacks did not stop.

Using his unique power, he strongly stomped his feet to create vibrations, hindering Se-un’s movements, and swung his fist greatly with the recoil created by stomping his feet.

It was a battle that showed how hard he had thought about it for the sparring match with Se-un.

Se-un quickly evaded the attacks, realizing that Tai Chi was not working, but he could not block all the attacks.

And finally.

-Through inner energy, the third form of the Jinju Eonga Fist, Bicheon Yacha (飛天夜叉) [Flying Night Demon], is enhanced.

-The constellation, ‘Old Man Riding a Crocodile,’ bestows the power of intense vibration for his contractor.

-Player ‘Kang Han-cheol’s’ Bicheon Yacha is enhanced.

Kwagwang-!!

For the first time, the two’s fists collided in the air.

Due to the enormous impact, the sand dust that had been blocking the view disappeared in an instant, and the rocks spread far away like cannonballs.

Thanks to this, the clan members who were suffering from hangovers woke up and rushed out in a hurry.

Ggeugeugeuk-

A power struggle began.

Se-un tried to press down on Kang Han-cheol by utilizing the strength he had built up with the Gluttony Authority, but as time passed, Se-un’s legs were pushed back from the ground as he was pushed back in strength.

Thanks to the Gluttony Authority, Se-un’s stats were so powerful that it was difficult to think of him as a 1st floor player, but Kang Han-cheol was also a player chosen by Agares, the 2nd ranked demon king.

Moreover, his epithet, Violence (爆力), had the potential for power.

So, no matter how much it was Se-un, he had no choice but to be pushed back in a pure power struggle.

“Shouldn’t you take out your weapon now?”

Kang Han-cheol opened his mouth, giving more strength to his fist.

A voice convinced of victory. However, the expression on Se-un’s face, who raised his head, did not look hasty at all.

“Was what I taught you, Soft Fist (柔拳) and Strong Fist (强拳)?”

“What?”

“Then, it’s time to teach you Quick Fist (快拳), right?”

-The Treasure Warehouse of Greed has been opened.

[ Tae-eul Swift Hand Technique (太乙閃手功) ]

– A martial art of the Jeonjin Sect [a major sect of Taoism], which emphasized a thorough ascetic life, and uses a palm technique that employs swift movements that can only be known after being attacked.

Swish!

In an instant, Se-un’s movements changed drastically.

Clearly, until just now, he was enduring with his fist against Kang Han-cheol’s, but in an instant, his figure disappeared.

Just as Kang Han-cheol was about to turn his head to find Se-un’s location, a strong impact was felt below his chin.

Bbeok!

It was a blow that would have caused a concussion in one hit if it were a normal person, but Kang Han-cheol gritted his teeth and regained his composure, swinging his left hand forward.

It was to somehow grab onto Se-un, realizing that he had entered a speed battle.

However, Se-un had already disappeared from his spot.

Tae-eul Swift Hand Technique.

It was truly a martial art with movements that flashed like a bird.

Moreover, as time passed, Se-un’s figure became even faster.

-Through inner energy, the first form of Tae-eul Swift Hand Technique, Biyeon Gyeong (飛燕警) [Flying Swallow Warning], is enhanced.

Papababat!

Se-un’s palm strikes Kang Han-cheol’s entire body.

Quickly and freely, like a swallow flying.

It was impossible to predict the next attack, and it was impossible to catch up with his figure.

Kang Han-cheol glared and endured the attacks, following Se-un’s movements.

Bbeok-

In the end, he couldn’t withstand the impact that struck the back of his head and knelt on one knee.

Barely raising his head, Se-un, who had already arrived in front of Kang Han-cheol, was reaching out his hand.

“How is it, can you follow?”

“…Did you say a month? Within that time, I will master it perfectly.”

“Good.”

-The constellation, ‘Old Man Riding a Crocodile,’ laughs heartily at the sight of his contractor’s growth and declares that he will conduct special training from today!

Kang Han-cheol, who cleanly admitted defeat, clenched his fist and answered.

After Se-un left.

“Uwaaaak!”

“Han-cheol oppa, what is this!”

“How can you do this inside the base! The buildings we worked so hard to build are ruined!”

“Hurry and help! Everything else is forbidden until we fix this!”

-The constellation, ‘Giant Bird,’ is at a loss, looking at the Great Demon King’s reaction to the contractor’s words.

-The constellation, ‘Black Bird,’ nods, saying that we still have to do what we have to do.

“…I understand.”

Kang Han-cheol, who was about to start training immediately, was caught by the twin sisters and had to take charge of repairing the base.