Chapter 9

Chapter 9

When a player from a higher floor descended to a lower floor, all of their stats, skills, and traits were adjusted downward.

They would be lowered to the average level of the players on that floor, or even below it.

The clone's stats should have been adjusted to around my current level.

Maybe even lower.

Even so, the aura coming from it was overwhelming.

And then there were those three traits.

They were all things I had obtained in the Murim world on the 50th Floor during my previous life.

That meant, at the very least, I was fighting against the version of myself from the 50th Floor.

“Ha.”

A dry laugh kept escaping my mouth.

The pressure coming from the clone was so overwhelming that it felt impossible to win.

“Six points into Agility and six into Strength.”

Clench.

Every muscle in my body tightened.

Strength surged into my grip.

But I wasn't stopping there.

Now it was time to use everything I had prepared.

[ You have used the ‘Elixir of Growth’. ]

[ All stats increase by +20 for 10 minutes. ]

[ The muscles throughout your entire body begin to surge. ]

[ You have exceeded the limits of the Tutorial. ]

Grit.

I clenched my teeth and stared at the clone.

Deep, pitch-black eyes.

The instant our gazes met, my instincts screamed at me.

…It's coming.

The clone kicked off the ground.

The force shattered the earth beneath its feet.

Cracks spread outward like broken glass, and a deep footprint was carved into the ground.

At the same moment, a tremendous boom spread through the entire area.

BOOM—!

For an instant, my body moved on its own with only one thought in mind.

Block it.

I tightened my grip around the dagger.

Whoosh!

The clone spun its body at incredible speed.

It sliced through the wind as gracefully as if it were performing a sword dance.

Dark-red fighting energy surged like waves over the clone's arm.

Screeeeech—!

“Ghk!”

Our blades collided with a deafening grinding sound.

Sparks exploded from where the edges met.

The pressure from the clash was powerful enough to affect the entire surroundings.

The floor of the training ground crumbled like tofu.

“…That makes one exchange—”

At that moment, the clone's black hair fluttered.

“……!”

Swaaash!

Kagagak!

It pressed forward with savage force, as though trying to tear me apart.

My waist, which had been supporting the pressure, slowly bent backward under the overwhelming strength.

Grrrrrk.

The clone didn't stop there.

While still in the air, it rotated its body once again.

The slash was sharp enough to cut through the air itself.

I couldn't take that attack head-on.

Grit.

I clenched my teeth.

I redirected the repeated sword strikes to the side, throwing the clone's previously stable balance off.

Now.

For just a moment, the clone staggered.

I swung my blade down.

But in that instant—

Its figure vanished.

Where did it—

A chill ran down my spine.

Killing intent.

From behind me.

I immediately turned around.

Black energy poured from the clone's hand, forming into sharp spikes.

They shot straight toward my head.

“……!”

Whoosh!

Just before one pierced between my eyebrows, I barely managed to avoid it.

The spike passed less than an inch above my head.

I had only survived because I instinctively lowered my body.

Warm blood trickled from near my scalp.

Drip.

Drip.

“…….”

The blood slowly flowed down my face.

The metallic smell of blood reached my nose.

Heavenly Demon Divine Art.

It was a trait I had obtained after fighting the Heavenly Demon in the Murim world on the 50th Floor.

That was why I knew.

If the clone's stats had been even slightly higher…

That single attack might have killed me.

My fingertips trembled violently.

Only two exchanges.

And I had already been pushed this far.

…For now, I have no choice but to endure.

I only need to survive eight more exchanges.


Around seven minutes later.

Countless sword wounds covered my body.

I desperately held onto my fading vision while breathing heavily.

“Haa… Haa….”

Meanwhile, the clone didn't look tired in the slightest.

Like a machine, it simply continued swinging its sword at its enemy.

A horrifying killing intent poured from its body.

Then it simply brought its sword down.

Wooooong!

A dark-red sword aura sliced through the air as it descended toward my head.

For some reason, an ominous chill passed through me.

If I block that…

I'll die.

In that split second, I twisted my body and barely managed to defend myself.

BOOOOM—!

Wooooong!

The collision sent a huge vibration through my sword.

The impact smashed my body downward.

The ground cracked and caved beneath me.

“Cough!”

I didn't even have time to recover.

The previously expressionless clone suddenly smiled wickedly.

Then it raised its sword vertically and stabbed downward.

CRACK!

I twisted my body to the left.

Then I kicked off the ground and leapt away, creating distance between us.

“…….”

Drip.

Drip.

The right sleeve of my shirt slowly turned darker.

I had avoided the attack in a hurry, but the blade had still cut deep into my arm.

My legs were beginning to collapse.

I forced them upright again.

I pointed the tip of my sword toward the clone.

After calming my breathing, I gave it a provoking smile.

“Hoo… One exchange left.”

The clone's expression turned cold.

Dark-red energy exploded from its entire body.

Then a hand made of shadow sliced through the air toward me.

Tak!

It grabbed onto my sword blade and began cleverly wrapping around it.

Like a snake coiling around its prey before swallowing it, the shadow twisted around my blade.

Hissss—!

Then it shot toward the hand holding my sword like a venomous snake.

Flash.

Suddenly—

Everything around me seemed to slow down.

It was as if the entire world had entered a simulation where everything except me moved in slow motion.

A world where everything had slowed.

Meanwhile, my thoughts accelerated to their absolute limit.

I forcibly contracted every muscle in my body.

My thigh muscles had already reached their physical limit.

I forced them beyond it.

“Hup!”

I released a short breath.

Then I tightened my grip on the sword handle.

My supporting foot pushed against the ground.

Moonlight scattered across the blade as I silently swung downward.

Slash!

Slash!

Slashslashslash!

A sharp arc was drawn through the air.

The blade smoothly cut through everything in its path.

All of this happened in less than a single breath.

The shadowy hand was cut apart so thoroughly that its original shape could no longer be recognized.

Pieces scattered across the ground.

For the first time, surprise appeared on the expressionless clone's face.

“With this… it's over.”

[ The conditions for Trait Plunder have been fulfilled. ]

[ Traits - Lee Suhyeok (Clone) ]

- Sword and Body as One (S)
- Heavenly Demon Divine Art (S)
- Protective Aura (S)

[ Remaining duration of the Elixir of Growth: 00:59 ]

I had barely one minute left.

I had to kill the clone in front of me within that time.

All three traits were things I needed.

However, I didn't have enough internal energy to freely use the Heavenly Demon Divine Art right now.

The same applied to Protective Aura, which required constant maintenance.

This is it.

[ You have plundered the Trait ‘Sword and Body as One (S)’. ]

- If you completely break down an opponent's sword technique, you can learn that sword technique.

- Internal Energy greatly increases.

- Swordsmanship proficiency greatly increases.

[ The Special Stat ‘Internal Energy’ has been added. ]

[ Due to the Trait effect, all stats greatly increase. ]

[ Swordsmanship proficiency greatly increases. ]

[ Achievement ‘First-Rate Martial Artist’ has been achieved. ]

Shing.

The clone's Protective Aura was still active.

I had to destroy it with a single strike and cut through its real body.

If there was no opening—

Then I simply had to create one.

I concentrated every nerve in my body.

I focused on only one thought.

Kill it.

I steadied my breathing.

Then slowly raised my sword.

“…….”

The clone also seemed to understand that this would be the final exchange.

It corrected its stance and pointed the tip of its sword toward me.

Suddenly, I remembered the time I had learned martial arts from the Murim Alliance Leader on the 50th Floor.

—Haha. You truly don't know how to give up. I've met many players over the years, but I've never seen anyone as stubborn as you.

I had been beaten countless times.

My body had been reduced to a complete wreck again and again.

And eventually—

I reached that realm on my own.

—A person becomes the sword, and the sword becomes the person.

—That is what it means to become one with all things.

—Congratulations.

Flash.

—You have reached the realm of Sword and Body as One….

Slash—!

The clone and I crossed paths.

Our blades cut through each other at the same moment.

A short silence followed.

Then the one who fell was—

“Cough….”

Me.

I dropped onto one knee and grabbed my side as blood poured from it.

The wound was deeper than I had expected.

It felt like my consciousness could disappear at any moment.

With great difficulty, I turned my head and looked behind me.

The clone was still standing there.

Its body swayed.

Then—

Thud.

It collapsed onto the ground.

Something that had been cleanly severed rolled across the floor.

Thump.

It was the clone's head.

[ Level Up +10 ]

[ You have obtained the Clear Reward. ]

- Ring of Mental Immunity (Mythic)

[ An existence at the highest floor of the Tower has taken interest in your overwhelming record. ]

[ You have obtained 2,500 Points. ]

[ You have obtained 50,000 Coins. ]

The clone's severed head crumbled like sand.

Soon, it disappeared without leaving a trace.

“It feels pretty unpleasant to say that I killed myself… but either way, I won.”

All of my wounds recovered.

And that wasn't all.

I opened and closed my fist.

My body felt far sturdier than before.

Wooooong—

At that moment, a portal leading outside appeared in front of me.

I stood up and walked toward the brilliant light.

I slipped the ring onto my finger and looked beyond the portal.

“Quite a bit of time must've passed outside too.”

I stepped forward.

“Wait for me.”

[ The portal has been connected to the 9th Floor. ]

Flash—


Meanwhile.

At the center of the forest on the 9th Floor.

The entire area had been devastated.

Corpses were piled everywhere.

And standing in the middle of it all was Yoo Taeseong, wearing a crazed smile.

“Kahahaha! What the hell? I got excited for nothing. For people with this many points, you're all pretty damn weak, aren't you? Don't you have anything else to show me?”

Standing in his way were three people.

Bong Taesu.

Lee Yumi.

Kim Hyeona.

Bong Taesu spat the blood pooled inside his mouth onto the ground.

Shallow wounds covered his entire body.

“Is everyone all right? Didn't I tell you to hurry and run…?! I'll try to hold him back by myself, so hurry and—”

“Hoo… It's already too late for that, you know?”

Lee Yumi glared at Yoo Taeseong.

“Be careful. That bastard wasn't even attacking seriously just now.”

Yoo Taeseong's previous attack had sent all three of them flying.

Not only them—

Even the other players nearby had been blown away.

Countless trees had been sliced apart, leaving only clean stumps behind.

Bodies of monsters and players lay scattered between them.

Bong Taesu let out a bitter laugh.

“Ha, this is quite troublesome. At this rate, we might actually die.”

Lee Yumi looked at him in disbelief.

“How can you say something like that in this situation? Think about how we're going to survive instead.”

Kim Hyeona wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth with her arm and spoke to the two bickering people.

“…I don't think doing what we did earlier will work.”

Her expression hardened.

“We need to go in deeper.”

No matter how many times they attacked together, it was useless.

Yoo Taeseong had already earned 1,500 points on his own.

His level was also the highest at Level 15.

The three of them were covered in both shallow and deep wounds.

Yoo Taeseong, however, looked completely fine.

If anything, the killing intent around him had only grown stronger.

A maddened smile hung from his lips.

“What? You're already done?”

Yoo Taeseong grinned.

“Watching you struggle is pretty entertaining. Why don't you keep going?”

His smile widened.

“Everyone else is way too boring.”

The three of them had already exhausted nearly all their strength.

They could barely move.

Leong, who had been carefully watching everything, nervously bit his claws.

There's less than ten minutes left…

When the hell is he coming out, nya?!

At this rate, the Tutorial would end.

If that happened, the contract Leong had made with Suhyeok would become meaningless.

Do you know how I survived this entire month?!

If you're going to be an evil employer, then hurry up and show yourself already, nya…!

Yoo Taeseong raised his weapon.

“All right, this is starting to get boring, so let's finish—”

At that moment—

SWAAAASH—!

A massive slash tore through the air.

Yoo Taeseong's right arm was severed.

“……!”

Blood sprayed through the air in a crescent shape.

His arm dropped onto the ground.

Thud.

Yoo Taeseong fell onto one knee.

Thump!

“Ghk…!”

Suhyeok slowly walked toward Yoo Taeseong.

An overwhelming pressure crushed down on everyone nearby.

The closer he came, the stronger it became.

Yoo Taeseong grabbed the severed end of his arm.

His face twisted in pain.

Meanwhile, the other three smiled as though they had been waiting for this exact moment.

Bong Taesu laughed.

“Ha! You finally came. I really thought I was going to die.”

He shook his head.

“Your timing is unbelievable, brother. I guess struggling on my own all this time was worth it. Hahaha!”

Lee Yumi glanced at him.

“It'd be nice if you actually helped before saying things like that, mister. Right, Hyeona?”

Kim Hyeona laughed lightly.

“Haha, don't be too hard on him. He worked hard too.”

Bong Taesu clutched his chest dramatically.

“Kuh! As expected, Hyeona is the only one who understands me. I wish Lady Yumi would learn from her.”

Step.

Step.

Step.

Sword energy wrapped around Suhyeok's blade.

It surged around his forearm like waves.

The dense killing intent surrounding him caused the entire area to tremble.

Until now, Yoo Taeseong had been completely consumed by madness.

All he had felt was the pleasure of slaughter.

But as he watched Suhyeok approaching—

An unfamiliar emotion began to rise inside him.

Ding!

[ The Tutorial Rankings have been updated. ]

1. Lee Suhyeok — 2,700 Points

2. Yoo Taeseong — 1,535 Points

3. Bong Taesu — 720 Points

4. Lee Yumi — 690 Points

5. Kim Hyeona — 632 Points

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Suhyeok stared directly at Yoo Taeseong.

“Finally, I get to see that disgusting face of yours.”

[ This target's Trait can be stolen. ]

[ Traits - Yoo Taeseong ]

- Ruler of Madness (S)
- Butcher (A)
- Strong Body (A)

[ Condition: Make the target willingly give up the fight after feeling the helplessness of realizing that they are the prey. ]

Suhyeok raised his sword.

A cold smile appeared on his face.

“Now then.”

“Let's see how hard you can struggle with the time we have left.”

It was the moment when the predator and the prey switched places.

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