The Swordsman Genius Returnee Even Swallows Immortality - The Swordsman Genius Returnee Even Swallows Immortality chapter 60

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Three months since Habell left the tower.

The tower had truly entered a new era.

The tower had always been at a standstill, with the Five Great Clans at its center.

However, when Habell opened the 6th Stairway.

People rushed into the 7th Stairway in droves, marking the start of the full-scale 7th Stairway challenge.

That wasn’t all.

The Five Great Clans could no longer afford to sit back and watch.

They began their own full-scale ascent, determined not to lose the tower.

As proof, the direct descendants who had been guarding the clans stepped forward.

Originally, the tower was a place where only the youngest or third-born would climb.

However, with the direct descendants climbing the tower, the situation changed in an instant.

Those who had scoffed, saying that this was no longer the era of the Five Great Clans.

The truth was realized when they began to climb the tower in earnest.

That is, why the Five Great Clans were the Five Great Clans.

Their true strength was on a completely different level.

The era was truly one of great chaos.

Perhaps that was why.

Three months had passed since Habell’s name had been heard.

Gradually, there were those who began to forget his name.

As the era was changing so drastically.

The names of newcomers kept rising to the surface.

So naturally, names that were no longer heard began to be forgotten.

“Didn’t that guy Habell die somewhere?”

“Nah, come on, those guys said he was a real monster.”

“That was before the Five Great Clans and the others started climbing in earnest.”

“Maybe he was just average after all.”

“It’s a shame. It would’ve been pretty romantic if he’d climbed the tower alone.”

When Habell’s name was mentioned, it was mostly in a mocking tone.

He was the one who had opened the new era of the Tower.

But in the end, he too was buried when the forces like the Five Great Clans began to move in earnest.

Then one day.

“Habell, didn’t you hear? That guy’s shown up again?”

Someone suddenly brought news of Habell.

“Really?”

“Yeah, I heard he’s having a drink at the Moonlight Inn. He’s gathered some people and they’re talking about this and that.”

At the informant’s words, people rushed to the Moonlight Inn.

The Moonlight Inn was packed with people.

At the center of the group was a man with long, white hair and a burly physique.

His face, scarred and rugged, exuded an aura of strength.

“Is it true? You crushed August in the 6th stage?”

“Yeah, it was nothing.”

He wiped the beer foam from his lips as the person next to him asked.

His rough demeanor gave him the air of a seasoned veteran.

“But why haven’t you shown your face for the past three months?”

Another person asked.

He clicked his tongue and slammed his beer mug down as if annoyed.

“There was a bit of a dispute with my guild, Vandelion. I had to stop raiding the Tower to sort it out.”

He frowned, his face etched with irritation.

“It took me a while to get out of it, so I’m solo for now.”

“Are you thinking of joining another guild?”

“You could say that. It’s easier to climb the Tower with a party.”

He looked around as he spoke.

The eyes of those who met his gaze sparkled.

Habell was a powerhouse who had broken through the 6th stage.

Even though he had stopped climbing the Tower and was looked down upon, there was no doubt that he was a figure who ushered in a new era.

Naturally, guilds and factions coveted him.

The value of his name alone was enough reason to scout him.

“If you don’t have a guild, how about Solid?”

“The Jerald Guild is also open to offers. We’ll give you our full support if you join us.”

“If you come to the Felnis Guild, you’ll enjoy wealth beyond your wildest dreams!”

Starting with one person, they began to clamor over each other.

Habell, as he called himself, smiled leisurely at the sight.

“Let’s take this one step at a time. The night is still young.”

That was when it happened.

A figure, pushing open the tavern door, slowly walked inside.

Dressed in a robe, he ordered a beer and sat down.

Then he stretched his arms lightly, as if to shake off the fatigue of his journey.

“Innkeeper, any information on the 7th stage?”

He seemed to be a climber.

Innkeepers tend to overhear a lot of things.

So when the man asked, the innkeeper chuckled.

“Unfortunately, no. Information on the 7th stage is a secret even among high-ranking climbers. Not even the Astella Trading Company knows.”

“I see. Then I’ll have to ask those guys.”

The man took a sip of his beer, looking disappointed.

At that moment, the self-proclaimed Habell perked up.

As he rose from his seat, all eyes turned to him at once.

Standing over six feet tall, his every step reverberated through the inn.

Even the innkeeper backed away nervously.

He knew better than to get involved with a notorious climber.

BAM!

At that moment, the self-proclaimed Havel slammed his fist on the table.

The man holding the beer mug shifted his gaze through the opening of his robe.

Havel, meeting his gaze, let out a raucous laugh.

“The men you were just talking about are here. Do you want to know about the 7th Order?”

His words drew the attention of everyone around.

Information about the 7th Order was a rare commodity.

It was no wonder that they responded to his claim.

And so did the man Havel had addressed.

“What? Do you know about the 7th Order?”

“It seems you don’t recognize who’s standing before you.”

Havel snorted at his words.

“I am Havel. The climber who opened the gates of the 7th Order and ushered in a new era. That is who I am.”

The man blinked at his words.

Soon after, his expression turned sour.

“Oh, that’s right.”

He looked away, his interest was clearly lost.

“Then never mind.”

“Hmm?”

Have a raised eyebrow at him.

“Weren’t you just dying to know about the 7th Order?”

“I am. But I doubt you know anything about it.”

His words were enough to get under Havel’s skin.

“Looks like this greenhorn needs a lesson.”

With that, he drew the sword from his belt.

“Seems like you need some education.”

That was when it happened.

The sword he had drawn suddenly snapped back into its sheath.

This was not something he had intended to do.

His body had moved on reflex.

Cold sweat was pouring down his face.

At the same time, drops of white liquid dripped from his hair.

The sudden rush of sweat had dissolved the dye in his hair.

“Hey, what the? His hair.”

Someone exclaimed, looking at his hair turning brown.

At the same time, the gazes of the people around him began to change.

They had realized that his hair was dyed.

Havel had natural white hair.

In other words, he was a fake.

Meanwhile, the man whom the fake Havel had been intimidating rose from his seat.

“Owner, here’s the tab.”

He left the money for his drinks on the table and sauntered out.

The others paid him no mind.

His presence was so faint that he didn’t feel like a threat at all.

“Hey copycat, say something.”

As soon as he left, the others crowded around the Fake Havel to confront him.

But they soon realized something was wrong.

The fake Havel’s eyes were rolled back in his head.

Drool dripped from his open mouth, indicating that he was unconscious.

Confusion spreads across the faces of the onlookers.

They had clearly seen the fake Havel talking to the man.

So why was he in this state now?

“H-he’s real.”

At that moment, someone spoke up.

“Real?”

“That guy just now was the real Havel! I saw white hair under his robe!”

The one who had been watching the man exclaimed.

The expressions on the faces of the onlookers began to change.

Someone capable of reducing a large, adult man to this state in an instant.

That could only be the Havel of the rumors.

The onlookers rushed out of the inn.

This was where those who had come to Scout Havel had gathered.

Naturally, they had to go after Havel.

But when they got outside, the street was empty.

They stood there looking at the deserted street, their faces filled with despair.

But one thing was now firmly etched in their minds.

The hero who had ushered in a new era for the Tower had returned.

* * *

After leaving the inn, Havel headed straight for the Tower.

Apparently, only the higher-ranked climbers knew the information about the 7th Floor.

So there was no reason for him to stay in Babel.

“It’s changed a bit.”

He muttered to himself as he looked around the Tower’s surroundings.

The commercial area itself was much more active than before.

This was because people had been flocking to Babel since the new era began three months ago.

There were a lot of rookie climbers around.

They must all have come here dreaming of climbing the Tower.

Havbel didn’t spare them a long glance and gulped.

For the past three months, Havbel has been away from Babel.

During that time, he had gone through various evil events.

That time had been quite a fruitful one.

And he had learned a few things.

‘As expected, nothing surpasses the Three Great Evil Events of the Beginning.’

The number of evil events he had collected was too small compared to when he had climbed the Tower.

Although there were no well-known evil events, all the evil events in relatively close proximity were like that.

However, there was something in common every time he cleared an evil event.

[‘Mount Gyugol’ is devoured by the Devil.]

[‘Ghost Mansion’ is devoured by the Devil.]

[‘Cave of the Cursed Child’ is devoured by the Devil.]

[‘Jade of the Phantom’ is devoured by the Devil.]

The Devil devours evil events.

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Every time that happened, Havbel felt the Devil within him grow larger.

‘Those venomous bastards like Baphomet must have been the masters of these kinds of evil events.’

Thanks to that, Havbel learned the difference between the venomous snakes that followed the Whisperer and him.

The evil events the venomous snakes had become the masters of and the Three Great Evil Events of the Beginning were on different dimensions.

Just as Havbel had become stronger after clearing the Devil, the Tower must have also gained something comparable to that.

‘Perhaps the guys from the Five Great Clans knew about this and purposely didn’t climb the Tower.’

They didn’t want to be controlled by others, so they blocked them.

The true goal of the Five Great Clans might have been that.

That’s why the Whisperer must have coveted the Mobius to send it to the Tower.

‘Then, what kind of evil events are the Whisperer, the Venom of the Divine, and the Duality of the Divine the masters of?’

Havbel thought that those guys must also be the masters of evil events.

That’s why he had grown even more curious about those guys.

‘There’s a limit to how much information I can squeeze out of that Mobius guy or the Edler guy.’

He had to find those guys himself.

Those guys who were just hiding behind the scenes.

And Havbel could tell.

That those guys would eventually reveal themselves if he cleared the Tower.

Those guys would definitely want to possess the Master of the Tower.

They definitely wouldn’t care about the means and methods.

‘Then, what I have to do is the same.’

Havbel entered the Tower.

What he had to do was the same as before.

Climb the Tower.

That was the only thing he had to do.

Havbel’s hair fluttered as he brushed his robe aside.

With his hair shining white in the sunlight, his head has lifted.

Conquering the 7th floor.

It was a restart.