The Swordsman Genius Returnee Even Swallows Immortality - The Swordsman Genius Returnee Even Swallows Immortality chapter 83

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Havel started to walk, leaving the dazed Ghardan tribesmen behind.

Then, before he knew it, the flying Elassiya landed on Havel’s shoulder.

“Master Havel, I was really scared this time. I thought something had gone wrong.”

Elassiya’s heart had pounded when Havel had been swallowed by the night.

After all, that was the moment when the Ghardan tribesmen, who had been waiting for the results, would attack her.

It would have been her end.

If there had only been one or two of them, it might have been different.

She wouldn’t have had a way to survive if such a large group had attacked her.

However, Havel emerged from the sphere of night completely unharmed.

The Ghardan tribesmen could no longer touch Havel.

After all, he had proven himself to be the Night’s Lion through his own power.

“Well, of course. There’s no way Master Havel could make a mistake.”

To Elasia, Havel seemed invincible.

The mere thought of him dying was almost impossible.

“It’s not like I can solve everything.”

At that moment, Havel corrected Elasia’s words.

“Elasia, just like how you have your own path to find, there are certainly things I can’t do.”

“Why do you speak as if you are weak?”

“The world doesn’t revolve around just one person.”

That’s why Havel was climbing the tower, for his former family, Van Pelion.

“But still, most things do.”

In front of the temple at the heart of the Gardan tribe, Havel raised both his arms.

The temple, shrouded in pitch-black darkness, seemed suspicious to anyone.

Others wouldn’t have even dared to touch the door, but that didn’t matter to Havel.

BAM!

The stone door was pushed open, crumbling as it swung open.

“Seems like force works just fine.”

Havel walk into the open doorway.

“That’s just like you, Havel.”

Elasia’s expression was one of disbelief, but she didn’t deny it.

As Havel made his way through the temple, he caught something of his keen senses.

Havel tilted his head.

Immediately, black spears shot down from the ceiling.

CLANG!

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Havel swung his hand, shattering the spears into pieces.

Caught off guard by the sudden turn of events, Elasia realized too late that spears had been flying at them.

THUD!

Now, the floor beneath them gave way with a loud crash.

It seemed like a trap had been sprung.

However, Havel continued to walk through the air, completely unaffected.

One after another, the traps continued to activate, but Havel paid them no mind.

“I guess I’m starting to understand what you meant when you said most things can be solved with force.”

Elasia’s expression turned slightly weary.

No matter how much she saw, she could only feel once again that he was a monster.

“We’re here.”

Havel suddenly stopped walking.

Before his eyes was the heart of the temple, a space as dark as the night.

At the center stood a single, pure white pillar.

On one of those pillars, a winding stone staircase had been built.

At the very top was a Ravenfolk with his eyes closed.

The Ravenfolk’s body was adorned with countless trinkets.

The feathers sprouting from there were longer than wings, dragging on the floor.

It was a Raven with hair that would be considered very long for a human.

The priest of the Gardan tribe.

It was Akria.

The one who had been quietly closing his eyes slowly opened his eyelids.

Then, Akria, who had been staring intently at Habell, opened his mouth.

“To think you’re still breathing after facing the Titan. Did you run all the way here?”

Judging by his reaction, it seemed he didn’t know what had happened to his chieftain.

Of course, he had only heard the commotion outside, and no one had come to deliver the news.

The Gardan tribesmen were all absent-minded, so to speak.

So he thought Habell had escaped into the temple.

“The chieftain of the Titan tribe thoroughly observed the etiquette toward the God of the Night. You were lucky. It seems he thought he shouldn’t cause a commotion inside the temple.”

It seemed he had completely misunderstood.

Judging by his appearance, he didn’t even consider the possibility of defeating the Titans.

Habell slowly scratched his ear.

“So, do you want me to come down? Or will you come up?”

“For one who calls himself the Messenger of the Night to be so frivolous. You must have been born that way.”

“What are you saying? This is the first time I’ve ever been called frivolous.”

Elysia stayed quietly silent.

“You’re the one who made the God of the Night or something descended to the chieftain of the Gardan, and sowed the Seeds of the Night.”

The Seeds of the Night had now spread to all the tribes.

Because of the Seeds of the Night, the Ravenfolk had been infected with misfortune and were running wild.

As a result, they were wandering all over the village, having lost their minds.

This was a plan that had been in preparation for a long time.

Just looking at the barriers that had been set up around the Gardan tribe gave a rough idea of how long it had been.

“Ha, hahahaha.”

At that moment, the priest’s mouth split open into a grin.

At that bizarre laugh, Elysia felt a momentary chill.

“So, you who call yourself the Messenger of the Night.”

He slowly rose from the pillar.

As he lifted his decrepit body, his wings drooped and touched the floor.

However, even that appearance gave off a strange feeling that blended with the space.

“What can you possibly do, you who have only briefly visited our world?”

The priest, his pitch-black eyes gleaming, knew Habell’s true identity.

That all the humans here would eventually leave.

‘It seems one of the Climbers was interrogated.’

Aside from Elysia, there must have been others who had entered the 73rd floor.

However, Habel had not seen a single climber since entering the 73rd floor.

It meant that they had either gone up to the next floor like Baria.

Or they had been killed by the crow tribesmen.

‘Just by looking at the Tendar tribe, they had kept Elasia locked up.’

The other tribes would not have been much different.

And among them, Aclia was rather intelligent.

He usually killed goblins on sight.

But he had captured and interrogated goblins, studying their identities.

“Or will you kill me?”

That’s why he could be bold in front of Habel.

“I am the only one in this world who knows the antidote to the seed of the night.”

His eyes curved with a chuckle.

He also knew that this place was a world separate from the one Habel lived in.

That’s why intelligent evil spirits were tricky.

As much as they thought freely.

You never knew what they would do with the chance they were given.

Habel looked at him without answering.

Clang!

At that moment, a key fragment fell in front of Habel.

This key fragment was none other than a fragment of the key to the next floor.

The problem was that the key fragment belonged to the minority tribe, Alante.

These guys seemed to have taken the key fragment from Alante.

“Visitor, I have the last key fragment you seek.”

Aclia showed the key fragment floating in his hand.

“If you put down the Sword of the Star and promise to leave peacefully, I will give you our tribe’s key as a special favor.”

It was a kind of deal.

Since he was the only one who knew the antidote, Habel could not do anything to him.

Knowing that, the priest was a triumphant.

However, Habel’s reaction was lukewarm for some reason.

Then he walked over and picked up the key, tucking it into his waistband.

“It seems you’re making a mistake about something.”

Habel’s purpose was certainly to climb the floors.

That was the same as the priest Aclia’s thinking.

However, Habel had a different reason from the general climbers.

The history played out on the lower floors was reflected on the upper floors.

Knowing that fact, Habel had been deliberately helping the Tendar tribe.

If the Tendar tribe, who had received his favor, came to revere him.

He did not know what kind of advantage it would bring on the upper floors.

“You’re not the only one who knows that antidote.”

Habel grabbed the nape of his neck and pulled it open.

Akria’s eyes shot open as she observed Havel.

“Tsk.”

Akria frowned upon hearing Havel’s words.

She judged that Havel’s words were true.

“So you know how to use the Star Sword.”

And it seemed like she had come to terms with it in a different way.

“It’s a shame we couldn’t come to an agreement. I guess I’ll have to resolve this with force.”

At that moment, a pitch-black night began to pour out of Akria’s body.

It was an ominous presence as formidable as the Titan she had encountered earlier.

“I said I was a visitor.”

True to her word, she was a visitor.

“But it seems you don’t understand that.”

Elashia suddenly fled from Havel’s shoulder.

“Even a visitor can die if they’re attacked.”

And Havel’s silhouette became distorted.

Kwaang!

An enormous explosion was heard.

The place where the explosion had resounded was none other than the top of the pillar.

It was the place where Akria had been standing just a moment ago.

However, amidst the smoke left by the explosion.

Akria stood there, completely unharmed.

A spear was clutched in her hand.

The spear was tinged with black, but upon closer inspection, it shimmered with the Milky Way.

It was clear that it was an object imbued with the power of the God of Night.

Havel realized one thing upon seeing it.

‘This guy has absorbed the ominousness of the ominous beings with that spear.’

Just as the Star Sword had absorbed Havel’s ominousness.

The spear imbued with the power of the God of Night also absorbed ominousness.

Not just Akria’s own ominousness.

It could also absorb the ominousness of other ominous beings.

The Star Spear contained a considerable amount of ominousness.

Havel’s eyes narrowed slightly.

“You instigated a war.”

The countless ominous energies contained within that Star Spear.

Havel had an idea where they had come from.

The Raven tribesmen were constantly fighting, pointing their weapons at each other.

Ominousness flowed out of the dead tribesmen.

They were also ominous beings at their core, after all.

Akria had been absorbing the ominousness of those dead Raven tribesmen all along.

War had caused the corpses of dead Raven tribesmen to be strewn about.

The Star Spear was the perfect tool to absorb the bale of energy.

“You lured them here. I’d rather you not say things like that.”

Arkria, who was holding the Star Spear, let out a laugh.

“Didn’t they just fight among themselves over interests? I never got my hands bloody.”

The priest sure was malicious.

He used even his own kind without batting an eye.

That’s how he found out the antidote to the Night Seed.

Those affected by the Night Seed were in a state of frenzy due to the excessive baleful energy.

So he must have figured that he could just use the Star Spear to extract the baleful energy.

‘It wasn’t for nothing that he asked for the Star Sword.’

As Arkria had guessed, the Star Sword had the same function.

So he must have thought that he could absorb the baleful energy with the Star Sword as well.

‘In truth, my body itself is already like the Star Sword.’

There was no need to tell him that.

At that moment, the Star Spear, which was filled with baleful energy, shone with the light of the Milky Way.

“May the blessing of the Night God be with me.”

And the light of the Milky Way parted.

Rumble, rumble, rumble, rumble!

The whole temple began to shake as if it would collapse at any moment.

The baleful energy gathered in the Star Spear swelled and made his presence even larger.

Boom, boom, boom, boom!

Before they knew it, the roof of the temple collapsed, revealing the sky.

In the sky, countless stars emitted their light all at once.

“Look.”

Arkria raised the spear towards the sky.

Soon, a giant of the night appeared in the parted sky, its size overwhelming.

In the giant’s hand was a spear made of stars.

“This is the death you chose.”

With a surge of feathers, Arkria brought down the spear.

The spear imbued with the stars of the sky poured down towards Habell.

Those who saw the sight felt as if they were facing the wrath of a god.

However.

Even that god was meaningless before Habell.

Clang!

The descending divine spear was blocked by something and shattered into pieces.

The shock from the spear was transmitted to the giant of the night, causing its body to swell up.

Kwah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah!

Soon, the giant of the night made of dark clouds, shattered into pieces.

The debris from the roof scattered in the strong winds.

Beneath the spectacle that had unfolded in an instant.

Arkria’s mouth hung agape, his eyes wide.

The attack just now wasn’t a light suppression.

It was the power of a god summoned to kill Havel.

The God of Night was a mass of energy that granted power.

The ability to draw out the power of such an energy mass was solely the role of a priest.

On top of that, he had used the Spear of Night, which was not mentioned in the scriptures, and struck with full force.

But what the hell.

The man standing before his eyes now flicked his sword and blocked it.

“My apologies, but I already stretched my arms quite comfortably a moment ago.”

Havel raised his fist as he looked up at the fallen giant of the night.

Then he breathed heavily into his fist.

“That’s why I have no intention of fighting you any longer.”

At that moment, his hand shot out.

Kwa-ga-ga-gang!

The curtain of the night that had been protecting Arkria was pierced right through by Havel’s hand.

It looked as if glass had been pierced.

Arkria’s eyes widened.

But Havel didn’t stop there.

His arm, which had been thrust forward, instantly grabbed the collar of Arkria’s clothes.

Kwang!

Arkria, who had been pulled, slammed face-first into the curtain of the night.

“Ah, eugh!”

Arkria, who had screamed, looked up with a crumpled face.

Havel let out an eerie laugh from beyond the curtain of the night.

Arkria’s face turned white.

“Ti, Titan!”

He screamed for Titan, but there was no response.

Well, Titan had been reduced to a handful of ash.

“It’s a similar question to before. Will you come out? Or should I take you out?”

Havel asked him the question again.

Arkria realized.

The one standing before him now hadn’t escaped from Titan.

There was no news of Titan, who would have entered the temple if he had been summoned.

In other words, something was definitely wrong.

“I, I’ll go out on my own!”

He knew that the curtain of the night was useless.

So he shouted, but Havel’s hand was already moving.

Kudeuk, kwaddeudeuk!

“Ack, gyaaagh!”

It seemed as if he was crushing Arkria’s body with the curtain of the night and dragging it out through a small hole.

“A, answer, he answered!”

“Oh, right, the guy who’s translating what you’re saying right now is so far away that all I hear is ‘squawk, squawk.’”

Habell yanked on the ear of Akria, who was squawking in his ear.

“It doesn’t really matter what he answered anyway.”

Akria’s short scream echoed loudly throughout the temple.