The Swordsman Genius Returnee Even Swallows Immortality - The Swordsman Genius Returnee Even Swallows Immortality chapter 84

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A tattered crow.

Priest Akria.

He now had a tool for answering that could answer any question he asked.

A magical tool that could make even that which did not exist, exist.

That was Akria, who had been trained by Habell.

Habell raised Akria’s Spear of Night.

Clang!

And then he broke the Spear of Night in two.

It was a spear made with the power of God.

Even though the spear had broken so uselessly, Akria didn’t say anything.

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Well, right now, God or not, he was more afraid of Habell’s fists.

Habell threw Akria’s spear on the floor.

And then the spear that had been broken in two turned to dust and disappeared.

Instead, bad luck scattered in its place.

Habell raised his hand and absorbed the bad luck.

And as always, his stats rose dramatically once again.

‘I can’t even transcend bad luck, and my stats just keep going up.’

He felt regret, but he decided not to worry about it too much.

Anyway, as he inspired the tower, offerings would foolishly appear on their own.

“Piece of the key.”

As Habell spoke, Akria quickly handed him a piece of the key.

Habell took the piece of the key and put it away.

With this, he had collected all of the pieces of the key.

After that, Habell carried Akria like luggage and went outside.

And then, outside, the people of the Gardan tribe had gathered and were watching the temple.

The life and death of the tribe was at stake.

However, they had no power to do anything about it.

So, they just watched the outcome.

Habell conveniently pushed Akria forward.

“Ah, priest!”

“It’s over. Our tribe is finished.”

“Oh, God.”

The members of the Gardan tribe each let out a sigh and cry out.

In front of them, Habell opened his mouth.

“Hear me, Galdan tribe.

They schemed using the false revelation of the God of the Night, and not only that, they impersonated the God of the Night.

So Habell, the Lion of the Night, has stopped their scheme. Your chieftain has returned to the sky, and this one has declared that he will repent for his sins.”

Habell shook the nape of Akria’s neck as he spoke.

“Yes, yes! Everything will be as the Lion of the Night wishes. My scheme will no longer come to pass!”

“Remember this. You are the ones who followed the scheming priest. Your sins will never disappear.”

Evil energy poured out of Habell’s body.

Then the tribesmen were trembled in surprise.

“I will be watching you, wherever you are. You will carry your sins for the rest of your life.”

Habell grabbed Akria’s neck as he spoke.

“If you happen to dream of scheming again.”

Habell’s eyes burned fiercely.

“The Lion of the Night will appear before you again.”

The moment Habell finished speaking, he stamped on the floor.

Habell’s speed, enhanced by the speed of light.

It must have seemed like he had suddenly disappeared to the Galdan tribesmen.

Akria rolled his eyes as Habell entered the forest in an instant.

He had lost consciousness due to the aftermath of Habell’s lightning-fast run.

“Habell, your acting is amazing. It seems like you’ve done it a lot.”

Then, Ellasia admired Habell’s acting skills.

No wonder, in her eyes, Habell always seemed like a tyrant.

Tyrants are proud.

She never thought that such a proud person would act as he was told.

“Well, I’m used to being in front of the public.”

“Were you perhaps the head of a family or something?”

Habell didn’t answer.

After all, he was no longer the head of that family.

“Let’s go back to Tendarr.”

Habell kicked the floor again, still holding Akria.

And before long, he reached Tendarr.

“Balob, over there, block them from there! They’re breaking through! Inma!”

“Ugh, I’m on it!”

At that moment, Habell heard a loud noise.

In front of Tendarr’s tribal land.

There were makeshift wooden barricades that seemed to have been hastily erected.

In fact, those trees were hardly what one would call barricades.

They were just trees that had been knocked down and reinforced with magic.

“Hold on! The tribesmen will run out of energy soon!”

Meanwhile, Bal Doran, the chieftain of Tendarr, led the children and women and inspired.

He was preventing those infected by the Seed of Night from going outside.

And there, Pyode, Valop, and Owen were also running hard.

Although they were dwarves, their power was not inferior to that of the tribesmen, so they could not just stand by and watch.

“Owen.”

Habel, who had landed on the wooden wall, called out to Owen.

“Ah, Sir Habel!”

Owen was delighted to find Habel.

Habel threw the priest of Gardan, Arkria, in front of him.

“Elasia, you go too.”

He also sent Elasia down.

“Wait here.”

Leaving those words behind, Habel landed beyond the wall.

“Caw!”

“Caw!”

Then the tribesmen infected with the seeds of the night looked this way.

At a glance, they seemed out of their minds.

As soon as they saw Habel, they immediately kicked the ground and charged.

Before them, Habel’s hand was slowly raised.

The Arkria guy chose to absorb the bad luck using the Spear of the Night.

However, Habel had no reason to use the Sword of the Night.

His body itself could absorb an endless amount of bad luck.

“Caw!”

“Aagh!”

At that moment, the black bad luck from the bodies of the crow tribesmen began to flow into Habel as they screamed.

This was because all the black bad luck that came out of their bodies was drawn to Habel.

They wrote as if in agony.

However, Habel did not care and continued to take away their bad luck.

Thud! Thud!

After a while, the crow tribesmen began to collapse.

Judging from their rolled-back eyes, they seemed to have lost consciousness.

Habel continued to repeat the act.

Each time, the numbers continued to rise.

Although it was in single digits, it was quite a lot when it added up.

How long had it been since he had searched all over Tendarr Village looking for signs of life?

In the end, he had relieved all the tribesmen of their bad luck.

The Tendarr tribal grounds were as if a disaster had swept through, with tribesmen lying all over the place.

Looking at them, Habel walked towards the wall from earlier.

Thud!

Then he jumped lightly with his feet and climbed over the wall.

There were exhausted Tendarr tribesmen there.

Among them, only Valdoran was waiting for Habel while standing there.

Valdoran, the youngest chief of the Tendarr tribe,

He loved his tribe more than anything.

Perhaps that was why,

He was desperate to protect his tribe from this calamity, and he was in a mess.

However, his eyes that cherished his tribe were sincere.

‘There are eyes that watch me.’

Habell did not dislike such people.

Even if they were enemies, Habell always acknowledged those who prioritized protecting their subordinates.

“Valdoran.”

Habell called out to Valdoran, who was standing on the rampart.

Behind Habell,

The setting sun shone on his back.

For Valdoran, it was a sight he would never forget.

“The Tendarr tribe is now safe.”

The moment Habell revealed the truth, Valdoran’s eyes widened.

Soon after, he knelt on the ground.

“Thank you. You are the benefactor of our Tendarr.”

His head was bowed so deeply that it almost touched the ground.

Habell watched him and came down in front of him.

Then he drew the Sword of the Star from his waist.

“Valdoran, not only the Tendarr tribe but also other tribes are now suffering from the Seeds of Darkness.”

Valdoran’s eyes opened wide in surprise.

He had not heard any news about other tribes because Tendarr was in a hurry.

His eyes turned to Priestess Gardan.

He thought Habell had not brought her for nothing.

“As you thought, this incident was caused by the third Priestess Gardan.”

Fire burned in Valdoran’s eyes.

He cherished his tribe deeply.

Since he had brought his tribe to this state,

Of course, he could not let it go.

However, it was too early to punish him.

“The Sword of the Star can absorb the misfortune of those who have been affected by the Seeds of Darkness.”

Habell presented Valdoran with a choice.

“You have two choices. One is to use the Seeds of Darkness to bring your tribesmen to their knees and make them submit to Tendarr.”

This was what the Garden tribe wanted.

“The other is to save those who have been affected by the Seeds of Darkness and become a hero. However, you will not be able to achieve unity and submission with that.

Tribal unity cannot be achieved with admiration alone.

That was something Habell realized while going through the unification war.

So Habell asked Valdoran,

Which of these two methods would he choose?

Balderan rose from where he knelt.

“I am grateful for the grace bestowed upon me by Sir Habell.”

He immediately accepted the sword that Habell handed him with both hands.

“Isn’t it the law that those who receive grace must extend it to others?”

What a clever lad.

A position obtained through power and trickery is always under threat.

But a position obtained through admiration and respect, though not easily acquired, is unwavering and firm.

Balderan knew this fact well.

“We were originally brothers from the start.”

Although the tribe is divided into five, they are all essentially brothers.

In the midst of this fierce fraternal strife, the youngest has decided to save all his older brothers.

“I must do my duty as the youngest.”

Habell nodded as Balderan laughed powerfully.

“Go forth.”

Balderan’s eyes were already filled with determination.

Balderan bowed his head.

Then, after entrusting the tribesmen to the other tribesmen, he left.

It was to save the other tribes, as he had been saved by Habell’s grace.

“Balderan.”

At that moment, Paiod called out to him.

While Habell was away, Balderan and Paiod had faced the Seeds of the Night together.

Perhaps that was why there seemed to be quite a strong bond between the two.

“Good luck, I’m sure you can do it.”

Habell noticed that Paiod was quite an affectionate fellow.

Even if it was with the Nightmare, he regarded it as a comrade.

Despite the fact that they couldn’t communicate, there was a strong friendship between the two.

‘They have all been gaining experience in my absence. This is what it sounds like.’

He realized it anew.

The tower is not a space that can be climbed alone.

“Haha, that’s right. Give it all to me!”

Balderan glanced at Paiod for a moment as Balob shouted along.

The dwarf and the crow.

Their gazes met for a moment before Balderan gave a short laugh.

“Yes. I will show you.”

And with those words, Balderan left confidently.

The Night Lion.

Balderan’s wings flapped powerfully, as if those words suited him best.

Habell, who had been watching his retreating figure, gradually reduced his size.

Before long, Habell had become tiny.

“Elasia, Paiod, Balob, Owen.”

Havbel called the four of them in.

He left the work of the other tribesmen to Baldoran.

A long time if it was long, a short time if it was short.

But if it was that Baldoran guy who was doing his best for his tribe.

Perhaps he would foolishly figure it out and do it well.

“We’re going to the next floor now.”

“That guy, is it okay to just let him go?”

Paiod asked, looking at Baldoran.

“Then you help him and come back up on your own.”

When Havbel said that, Paiod made a sullen expression.

Havbel laughed shortly at the sight.

“Don’t worry. The results will come out upstairs.”

The events on the lower floors are reflected on the upper floors in the 7th hierarchy.

So Paiod also knew what that meant.

It meant that Havbel trusted Baldoran.

“Owen, how is the 74th floor?”

“According to the information, it is said to be a developed city.”

The 7th hierarchy shows a more and more developed civilization as you go up the floors.

The floor that the climbers are currently conquering is the very top, the 76th floor.

It is said that crows with a civilization behind the present era live there.

That’s why all the climbers have questions.

If they go up to the 79th floor.

I didn’t know what kind of civilization would be waiting.

“I guess we’ll have to see for ourselves.”

Havbel fitted the key fragments.

At that moment, the key fragments came together as one with the light of the key fragments.

The moment Havbel raised the fragment towards the sky.

Transparent steps of a platform appeared before them.

It was the path to the next floor.

“Let’s go.”

And Havbel stepped onto the stairs.

“It’s time to go to the next floor.”