HBWnovel Chapter 342 - 339
Chapter 342 - 339
Taesan, after briefly reading the explanation, murmured.
"Designated Skill Reset?"
It was a skill he had obtained in his past life, allowing him to reset the cooldown of a desired skill and use it immediately.
Upon seeing the explanation, that skill came to mind.
However, as Taesan carefully examined it, his gaze grew colder.
"It’s not at that level."
The biggest advantage of the Designated Skill Reset was not just resetting the cooldown.
That was merely a secondary ability.
The true power of the Designated Skill Reset was to erase the concept of having used the skill itself.
For example, skills like Multiply or Strong Blow couldn’t be used multiple times in a single attack.
That was an obvious restriction.
If one could stack Multiply several times on a single attack, the attack stat would be meaningless.
Designated Skill Reset erased such limitations on some skills.
After using Multiply once, he could reset it and use it again in the same attack.
In his past life, Taesan had used the Designated Skill Reset on Multiply.
Thanks to that, he could deal damage in the billions.
However, the ring’s effect only reset the cooldown. That was it.
It couldn’t remove the restrictions on attacks.
Compared to Last Chance, which removed all skill activation conditions, this one fell short.
If Taesan had obtained Last Chance now, he could manipulate boundaries without any risk.
When compared to those two skills, its level was quite low.
But still, it was a piece of gear of considerable quality.
Being able to reset powerful skills with long cooldowns, like Transformation, was an excellent effect by itself.
’They’re giving out gear of this level now, huh.’
It was equipment that suited the deeper levels.
What made it even more valuable was that he could wear multiple rings.
And perhaps, just maybe, there was a chance he could use this to obtain the Designated Skill Reset or Last Chance.
The odds were low, but not zero.
Satisfied, Taesan inspected the other equipment.
[Belt made by the Master of the Ferocious Space]
[Strength +500]
[Attack Power +200]
[Defense +500]
[A belt made by the one who ruled over the fiercely twisted space. Rivers once ran red with blood for the right to wear it.]
[Robe of the Conqueror]
[Strength +300]
[Attack Power +180]
[Defense +400]
[A robe made for a forgotten, great conqueror. Though he is forgotten by all, the evidence of worship remains.]
[??? used]
[Obtained the Final Earring of Brunhilde.]
[Final Earring of Brunhilde]
[Health +1500]
[Mana +200]
[Strength +300]
[Agility +300]
[Intelligence +300]
[Attack Power +300]
[Defense +300]
[The saint. Brunhilde’s earring, barely allowed before his execution.]
The equipment was powerful and easy to understand overall. Even without any special effects like the ring, it was more than enough to be satisfying.
"Now then."
There was only one thing left.
After recovering the skills and stats he had expended in defeating the Demon King, he moved to the 73rd floor.
The interior of the 73rd floor wasn’t much different from the previous floors. If he went further inside, there would be something, but for now, it looked like a typical labyrinth.
However, the energy emanating from within was anything but ordinary.
The Demon God had told him. On the 73rd floor, at its entrance, the Guides of Sin would be waiting.
"So much to do."
Taesan muttered as he ran his hand along the wall of the labyrinth. Mana that was so dense that it made him tingle flowed within.
Mana spread across the walls, floor, and ceiling in countless patterns.
Taesan passed through the corridor and opened a door.
The moment he stepped inside, he could feel it.
The 73rd floor. Inside, numerous magic circles were drawn. A combination of dozens of spells covered the walls and ceiling.
The mana overflowed, amplifying the power within like a waterfall. A talent, unique in the world, that even Taesan couldn’t reach. One who had dedicated their entire life solely to magic, reaching the pinnacle of it.
At the center of the magic stood an old man.
Wearing a robe and holding a staff made of a gnarled tree, the old man spoke in a sharp voice.
"You’ve arrived."
[You have encountered the Archmage, Shayan.]
"So, it’s a mage this time."
Taesan murmured as he gripped his weapon.
"You’ve made it this far."
When he first heard of Taesan’s existence, he thought of him as just another adventurer among the many. He had no doubt that Taesan would either submit to them or meet his death soon.
But Taesan had reached this point, empowered by the blessing of the gods and his own strength.
He had defeated two of their leaders and stood at their doorstep.
"Congratulations, hero. You’ve chosen a fine tool to achieve your goal. We thought it impossible before reaching the end of the labyrinth."
The ghost didn’t respond to Shayan’s mocking words.
Despite having his nemesis before him, the ghost’s emotions remained calm.
Noticing something strange, Shayan’s face twisted in confusion.
"...What happened? I expected to see hatred the moment you laid eyes on me. After all, I played a significant role in crafting the weapon that killed you."
[So you were one of those who made it.]
The ghost finally spoke.
[It makes sense. That weapon was beyond anything that could be crafted without your involvement.]
Even now, the ghost’s emotions did not waver significantly.
For Shayan, who didn’t know the full situation, it was briefly bewildering. But he brushed it off.
"You don’t even resent me. Why did you bother making a contract with the wizard, then?"
Shayan clicked his tongue and turned his gaze to Taesan.
"I’ll admit it. You are strong. Perhaps stronger than us, and you may descend even deeper than we could."
The Guides of Sin had finally broken through the 74th floor, where they had long been stuck.
They were descending rapidly through the labyrinth, but Taesan had moved even faster. In terms of growth rate, there was no comparison.
"But this is as far as you go."
Shayan slammed his staff into the ground.
The myriad magic circles began to glow.
Click.
The magic circles activated.
Metaphysical arrays began to rotate and interlock with one another. They amplified, connected, and synchronized. In an instant, an enormous power swelled.
[Shayan has activated the Fixed Law and Regulation Magic Circle.]
[Shayan has activated the Exclusion of Nature Magic Circle.]
[Shayan has activated the Free-Flowing Mana Magic Circle.]
[Shayan has activated the Forced Twisting of Space.]
[Shayan has activated the Master’s Wrathful Vortex.]
[Shayan has activated the Magic Amplification Magic Circle.]
[Shayan has activated the Convergence of All Magical Power.]
None of this could be accomplished in a short time.
He must have spent days designing and conceiving these magic circles in this spot.
"I am the immortal master of the Magic Tower, a seeker of knowledge who betrayed the world and pursued a higher dimension, reaching the labyrinth."
Shayan declared. He pointed his staff at Taesan.
"As a wielder of great magic, I will kill you."