The Swordsman Genius Returnee Even Swallows Immortality - The Swordsman Genius Returnee Even Swallows Immortality chapter 70

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A few seconds after the light of dawn disappeared.

Gradually, everyone’s vision began to return.

Under the sky of dawn.

The first thing that was illuminated was Artein, who had fainted.

Not a single wound marred his body.

However, his mind had been cleanly severed, thanks to Havel’s transcendent skill.

It would take several days at the very least for him to recover his senses.

Leaving him be, Havel sheathed his sword at his waist.

Even though he had just pierced through the Meteor Sword.

Havel appeared completely unscathed.

“Ah, Sir Arteine!”

Morris, who had belatedly regained his senses, rushed towards Arteine.

Watching him, Havel gave Pyode a displeased look.

“I gave you all that time, and you still couldn’t take him down?”

“Ti, time? What time! You caused all that chaos!”

The battle was so large in scale that even those fighting nearby could get caught up in it.

Naturally, Pyode hadn’t had the opportunity to fight the 2nd Meteor Knights.

“You should have figured it out on your own.”

However, Havel responded nonchalantly.

Pyode was furious at the sight, but he couldn’t say anything.

That battle just now had been on a whole other level for Pyode.

That might be why he had become so frustrated.

The frustration of wanting to become a powerful person like that.

The innate fighting nature of the Freya tribe had been ignited within him.

Watching him, Havel turned his body.

Then, he stood in front of Morris, who was supporting Arteine.

“You are the vice-captain, aren’t you?”

Morris swallowed nervously and looked up at Havel.

If he tried to wipe out the 2nd Meteor Knights, there was no way to stop him.

“Hand over all the fragments that you have gathered.”

Just when he had become tense.

The words that came out were about handing over the fragments.

Morris had a blank expression for a moment.

Havel had once made an absurd demand for Gleysis.

So he thought that he might do the same this time.

However, he didn’t seem interested in such things anymore.

Havel was displeased that Gleysis had betrayed Panpelion in the past.

But even if he asked the direct descendants about it, it wouldn’t be a problem that could be solved anyway.

This was a problem that the head of the family, who represented the family, had to solve.

‘Then, it would be enough to just drag that head out.’

Gleysis’s current family head was Geomseong.

Since the Five Great Families wanted to monopolize the Tower.

If Havel continued to climb the Tower, the heads of the families wouldn’t be able to remain still any longer.

There was nothing like the Tower for dragging out those who were slow to move.

So havel intended to climb the tower.

“Why, do you have more to do?”

Morris pricked up his ears when Havel said he would respond if he wanted.

Even Artean couldn’t do anything about it.

Here, he had to make a judgment as vice-captain.

“…No. I’ll give it to you.”

In the end, he was the first to back down.

He called for the Knights of the Shooting Star and handed over the fragments to Havel.

“Is there anything else left?”

“I’ve given you everything.”

Havel had Barop carry the fragments.

“Oh, there was something I wanted to ask.”

Havel glanced at Artean.

He was the one who had cut off his mind.

He wouldn’t be able to get up right away.

I was going to ask him about Memento Mori.

It was a mistake.

Havel turned around, feeling regretful.

“That’s it. Piode, Barop, let’s go.”

He’d know once he met them in person.

Havel decided not to care too much.

As Havel left, Morris was left alone with the knights.

All he could do was lead everyone and leave the tower.

Even then, Artean was still unconscious.

“Vice-captain.”

At that moment, one of the knights called out to him.

There was a magic sphere there that could be used to contact the other party.

Morris took the magic sphere and walked to a quiet place.

Soon, he was standing in the back alley of Babel and answered the call.

“Grandmaster of the Shooting Star Knights, I have received your message.”

Grandmaster of the Shooting Star Knights.

It was Cheonguseong.

[ Yes, how did things go? ]

“Yes, Sir Artean has been defeated.”

As if he had known the situation from the beginning.

Cheongseong didn’t react much.

He just kept quiet for a while before he opened his mouth.

[That man will be a great danger to Glacies in the future.]

“Yes, that’s for sure.”

This incident was meant to judge how dangerous he was.

And that judgment was accurate.

Havel would definitely become a threat to Glysys in the future.

He had asked Glysys to apologize.

He belongs to Banpellion.

And Banpellion held a grudge against Glysys.

Naturally, they were destined to become enemies.

Then that bud must be cut off without fail.

[The Lord will move soon. He has finally shown interest in him.]

The Lord of Glysys, the Black Saint Revarten Glysys.

Morris made a stiff expression as he said that he would move himself.

[So we must deal with it before that.]

“He was really strong. Can we do it on our own?”

Morris had personally experienced Havel’s strength through Arteain.

To be honest, he couldn’t see a way to defeat Havel.

[We have to do it anyway. At the moment the Lord is defeated, it’s over.]

Cheon Guseong knew Revarten’s disposition well.

Revarten couldn’t stand those stronger than him.

A fight with the strong could raise his realm even higher.

Revarten was at the end of his realm because he had climbed too high.

Of course, he was very thirsty to climb that realm.

That’s why he went to hell, where countless misfortunes were mixed together.

The reason why he stayed in the demon world was also because of that thirst.

So he would like to see how he compared to Havel.

Even if it was a fight that risked the fate of the family.

He would gladly draw his sword for his own advancement.

That was the current Black Saint.

“Do you think the Lord will lose?”

[No, I don’t think so.]

Revarten’s defeat was not visible in Cheon Guseong’s eyes.

However, it was clear that Havel was also a monstrous being.

He had seen it through the magic sphere that the Shooting Star Knights had.

During the fight, Havel had clearly looked this way.

It was as if he knew that he was being spied on by the magic sphere.

At that moment, Cheon Guseong felt a creepiness that he had never felt before.

He was definitely a monster that was more unarmed than he had been shown.

[I don’t know what the outcome will be in a fight between the strong.]

They were beings in a realm that he did not know.

How could someone lower than them evaluate the battle above?

So he wanted to stop Havel and Revarten from clashing.

Because that kind of result must never happen.

[So I’ll use Memento Mori.]

I had to drain Havel’s HP even if they couldn’t do the bare minimum.

[I’ll lure the ghastly monster that’s hiding in Memento Mori to the Tower.]

“Are you sure? It feels like we’re calling in a monster that’s worse than Havel…”

[ We have to make disasters collide with other disasters. I’ll make the preparations. Glacies, prepare to evacuate everyone from the Tower. ]

With that, the magic sphere suddenly cut off.

Morris was lost in thought as he watched the magic sphere disconnect.

Will the Tower really be okay like this?

He had no way of knowing.

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After getting the fragment from Glacies.

Havel continued to collect fragments after that.

As a result, he was finally able to get his hands on all the fragments in no time.

It was probably because the large group had a lot of fragments.

“Ugh, I’d rather die.”

The Pyrod that was lying next to Havel groaned.

Despite the groaning, he had been silent until they had collected the fragments.

He fought strong opponents of a similar level as Havel instructed him to.

And he desperately tried to fix the things that Havel pointed out.

‘He’s been properly stimulated.’

The battle with Lebtrain wasn’t a total loss.

After all, the descendant of his old benefactor was able to bring him to his senses.

If he had this much motivation, he would get stronger pretty quickly.

‘But I won’t be able to keep him around for too long.’

Havel is only intended to teach Pyrod up to the 7th stage.

The difficulty of the Tower changes depending on who enters.

So Havel knew.

Even Pyrod, who was continuing to get stronger, wouldn’t be able to handle anything above the 7th stage.

He would reach his limits as he followed Havel.

‘He’ll probably end up like Dante.’

Thinking about that, he wondered what Dante was up to now.

That guy didn’t die on Labyrinth Island, did he?

If so, he would have to go to the underworld and forcibly revive him.

While Havel was thinking about that, Balob diligently assembled the fragments.

He was completing the crow statue.

“Oh, I’m done!”

And after a while, he had assembled the entire crow statue.

It seemed like a difficult fragment to assemble, but it was well-made.

“Ahem, I’ve always been quite the handyman.”

“Good job.”

Leaving the embarrassed Barop behind, Habel lifted the statue.

Then he approached the door.

A door with a picture of ravens tangled together flying into the sky.

It was a door so large that it seemed impossible to open with human strength.

In front of such a door, there was a small raven slot.

Habel inserted the raven statue into the slot.

Then, soon after, a loud thud was heard.

“It’s coming.”

“Yes?”

At the moment Barop was happy that he had finally reached the 73rd floor.

He stopped at Habel’s warning.

At the same time, Paiod, who had been lying behind him, jumped up.

He felt such a huge sensation that his hair stood on end.

“W, what is this?”

While Paiod showed a bewildered voice, Habel looked up.

Above the door that seemed to reach the sky.

There was a statue with a raven’s wings and head on a human body.

A statue with a long spear on its shoulder.

The face of the statue was made of a raven’s skull.

At that moment, the stone statues began to crumble and fall one by one.

“Don’t you know that the difficulty level changes depending on who enters your tower?”

When Habel asked the question, Barop and Paiod made firm expressions.

Because they knew very well who had entered here.

“That guy is a match for my difficulty level.”

Habel drew his sword at some point.

At the same time, the sword began to glow with the light of dawn.

Paiod stood up quickly.

“Does it not matter even if you’re exhausted!?”

“Yes, because I won’t let you die.”

Habel tells him to face an enemy he can handle.

No matter how hard it is, he will not let him face an enemy he cannot handle.

Kukung!

At that moment, the sound of thunder roared from the sky.

The lightning that fell hit the statue, and the stone statues shattered into pieces.

Flutter!

The sound of huge wings flapping in the sky echoed in his ears.

And before the sound could even end.

A raven man, a head taller than him, landed in front of Habel.

“Caw.”

A raven’s cry rang out from his mouth.

Lord of the 72nd Floor

Origin of the Raven

Before reaching the 73rd floor, I had to take down the bastard that showed up.