I Became the Academy's Disabled Student-Chapter 326: The tenth

The magical storm continued to grow larger.

If one were capable of discernment, they would never want to step foot into this battlefield.

However, Hong Yeon-jun had no choice but to enter. With a grimace on his face, he drew his sword.

"Tool, move forward."

"Ugh, damn it."

The expressions of those who had to follow Hong Yeon-jun were even more dismal.

"Are you seriously going in? Can’t you see what happened to the others? If we go in, we're dead."

"Does it look like I want to go?"

"Ugh."

They complained, but in the end, the tools could not go against their master.

Reluctantly, they stood up, their bodies in tatters, almost like ragdolls.

Screeek...

That moment came. The storm pushed forward.

It was an illusion. A more expansive slash of the "Cut" passed them by and targeted the approaching monsters from all sides.

Was it open?

That wasn’t the intention. This was a trap. A web was set so they couldn’t escape.

A web that made it incredibly difficult to move freely, both inside and out.

But regardless, this was exactly what he had hoped for.

Even the monsters that might be at Tier 4 were torn apart by the storm, and they turned their heads in horror.

Finally, their vision cleared, and the one who maintained the slash was revealed.

In this hell full of blood and flesh, their radiant form stood out.

"Hah..."

It was often said that roses have thorns to protect their beauty, wasn’t it?

As if recognizing that, Daera couldn’t help but break out in a cold sweat as she gazed upon the figure behind that beautiful exterior.

From the back, two pairs of translucent arms formed a symbol of power, and whenever the six wings fluttered, a high-level spell capable of toppling a castle was unleashed.

The circuits, rising like branches of a tree, mechanically dominated the space, maintaining the magical storm.

It was a true killing machine. A form specialized in tearing, breaking, and killing.

Even those who had become accustomed to slaughter with their weapons grew weary.

Boom!

But one presence seemed satisfied by this turn of events. Hong Yeon-jun chuckled and stepped forward.

"...The roles have reversed. Now, we're the rats in this trap."

Just moments ago, they had pushed them into a sudden trap, but now they had become the ones crawling into the wizard's attack.

In a self-deprecating tone, Hong Yeon-jun spoke, to which Ihayul simply nodded, his face cold.

[Hong Yeon-jun, I have a question for you.]

"Is that why you didn’t ask earlier? Were you planning to ask after gaining the upper hand?"

[Have you ever fallen into another world?]

The question was random, but it caught the attention of those around, who turned their heads.

“...”

But Hong Yeon-jun did not seem surprised. He showed no reaction, simply aiming his sword at Ihayul.

[Have you ever been cursed? Were you ever controlled by that bastard from the purgatory? Who is the one lurking in your heart?]

Screeek...

A slight pressure on the hand gripping the sword. Hong Yeon-jun’s expression remained unchanged.

Ihayul, who had been observing blood flow through his perception, nodded to that response.

[Was there an unavoidable reason for your actions?]

"...Well, is there any reason for me to answer? Even if there is a reason, are you going to let it go?"

[I've already told your followers.]

Two hands, which had released their seal, grasped the purification spell.

[If you follow quietly, I will consider sparing you. If not, I’ll start by cutting off your limbs and attempting to bind you.]

At this somewhat brutal proclamation, Hong Yeon-jun’s expression remained unchanged, though he gave a bitter smile.

"Haha, how merciful of you."

The conversation ended there. The tools, still nursing their wounds, began to move. Ihayul frowned and sent telepathy.

"Sajo, I’m sorry, but could you handle them? I’ll assist you."

The telepathic message carried both apology and concern. There was no room for misunderstanding, as the intention was clear.

Daera chuckled and raised her hand to summon lightning.

“Don’t worry. They’re all just wounded strays.”

"Thank you."

Ihayul, with his words of gratitude, began casting magic. Various enhancement spells surrounded Daera’s body. She widened her eyes as vitality flowed through her entire being.

"I’ll keep supplying magic, so don’t worry about it."

“Wow! With this much, I feel much better! Seriously, don’t worry, Priest!”

Daera stomped her feet, pulling away from the storm. She created distance and let loose a barrage of lightning.

Zzzzz!

Thunderous lightning surged across the ground.

Those who were about to anticipate the previous lightning were knocked out by the intensity of Daera’s bolts.

"What’s that? Why is the output like that?"

It was overwhelming, to the point that even the Flame Tribe’s power was being surpassed by the instantaneous output.

Hong Yeon-jun, while recoiling from the flashing lightning, raised his sword.

The blade glowed with flowing flames. Unlike ordinary fire, it was black and ominous, a sign of the terrifying power of the Flame Tribe.

Gripping the sword with both hands, Hong Yeon-jun moved forward, and Ihayul also unsheathed a sword.

Whoooosh!

Ihayul’s flames surged, turning the space black as a peculiar warmth filled the air.

“Quite different from me.”

But Hong Yeon-jun felt only a sense of danger. Without further hesitation, he unleashed his Flame’s power.

Flame Expansion Ability Flower Bloom

The black flames erupted explosively. Hong Yeon-jun swung the sword through them, and the fire coiled around the blade. The fire, difficult to control, formed a slash with lethal intent.

Ihayul’s response was the opposite. The small flames that rose gathered in his hands.

Instead of expanding, he compressed them. He pushed the gathered fire forward. When he released his grip, the fire, shaped into a spell, shot forward.

The dark, scattered flames parted.

The bright, sharp flames cut through the air. As Hong Yeon-jun dropped his body, the attack passed just above him.

‘Danger!’

A miscalculation.

The sword’s energy broke apart and fell into dozens of spikes, which rained down above him. Hong Yeon-jun, landing on the ground, scattered his flames into the air.

The flames tangled and burned each other. He couldn’t believe it.

The flames, whether expanded or not, were nearly the same in strength. The difference in output was clear from the start.

What was even more astonishing was the precision with which Ihayul had manipulated the flames.

Now, the bright flames had surrounded them, closing in on Hong Yeon-jun.

‘It’s closing in.’

There wasn’t much effect. His own space, the area ruled by his element, was shrinking. Ihayul’s flames occupied that space.

At this rate, everything would burn to ash. Clenching his teeth, Hong Yeon-jun stopped his flames from expanding.

Flame Expansion Ability Evolution

Instead of continuing to spread, he gathered the flames inside his body. Boom! With a massive burst, his body slammed into the ground.

Hong Yeon-jun accelerated, crashing through the waves of flame. Ssss! The concentrated energy broke through the flames and emerged, now a stream of intense power.

‘Damn—’

Barely escaping, Hong Yeon-jun found Ihayul waiting in front of him. With a clenched fist, flames surrounded Ihayul’s arm.

He struck, his punch landing squarely on Hong Yeon-jun’s arm.

KWAANG!

The weakened energy cracked apart, and Hong Yeon-jun’s body was knocked away. He rolled violently on the ground.

There was no time to pause. With a broken arm, he quickly pushed himself up. His legs hit the spot where his head had been moments before. Boom! The ground beneath him cracked.

Before he could catch his breath, Ihayul, his body wrapped in flames, was upon him.

With magic drawn from the ground, Ihayul restored his flame energy and rushed forward.

A close combat battle. Ihayul wielded his limbs with fire, controlling his body with ease.

‘Tch...’

Once again, Hong Yeon-jun was pushed back. His legs were forced backward as Ihayul advanced.

‘How do I recover using the Holy Flames...!’

Flame Expansion Ability Sacred Fire

His flames, meant for attack, were the only thing he could use for self-healing.

However, Ihayul had already used up his flames in Evolution, so he couldn’t use Sacred Fire in tandem.

The attacks, overwhelming in scope, were closing in from all directions. The six hands moved in unpredictable patterns.

Any trick he tried was immediately seen through, and his defenses were shattered. He had no choice but to retreat, pushed into a corner.

It was a miracle he was still standing.

Whooosh!

Ihayul’s right hand came at him again, wrapped in flame. The intense pressure broke through his body.

In the brief moment when he focused on Ihayul’s right hand, Ihayul’s left arm flashed.

In the blink of an eye, an ominous light filled the space, and Hong Yeon-jun felt an illusive sense of impending doom.

KWAANG!

The strange trajectory of the sword pierced through his defense and barely grazed his arm.

The energy shattered like a cracked skull. Blood spurted from his forearm. Ihayul pulled back, frowning.

Krk, kkkk...!

[Injury pain]

His arm ached. He had become accustomed to pain, but his face twisted involuntarily. A sharp pain surged in his mind.

Whoosh!

The flames clung to his wound. Ihayul’s flames had enhanced his body’s resistance to fire, yet the red fire burned through his flesh, scorching it.

‘This is...!’

It was a familiar sensation, like some old wound reappearing.

‘Huh.’

Familiarity flooded back, like an old memory. The time he had escaped with Spada.

It was like reliving a past experience. His consciousness snapped back to reality as the memories faded.

It was too late.

In his empty hands, two pairs of arms were now gripping blades. Each targeting his arms and legs. They seemed intent on cutting him to pieces.

Though Hong Yeon-jun might not mind...

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‘Damn it, it’s just like last time!’

[Hoo.]

It was not allowed.

Boom!

With a satisfied breath, an overwhelming sensation of heat enveloped his body.

[!!]

The purgatory’s lord, who had been attempting to sever Hong Yeon-jun’s limbs, felt an odd presence.

The body of Hong Yeon-jun, falling backward, was now leaking the purgatory flames.

‘Purgatory?’

The question arose in Ihayul’s mind. The suspicion soon turned into certainty. It was different. Both his perception and observation pointed to it.

In the time that seemed frozen, Hong Yeon-jun’s fingers twitched.

His instincts screamed. Evade. He didn’t resist. The wings of heaven fluttered, and his body shot back at full speed.

Whoosh!

[Ugh.]

A strange sword path dug into his defense and barely grazed his arm.

The energy fractured like a skull. Blood splattered from his forearm. Ihayul pulled back, his expression tense.

Krk, kkkrk...!

[Injury pain]

His arm ached. He had become accustomed to pain, but his face twisted involuntarily, and a severe pain shot through his mind.

Whoosh!

The flames clung to the injury. Despite Ihayul’s heightened resistance to fire, the red flames blazed fiercely across his flesh.

‘This is...!’

Like some scar that seemed to have disappeared now.

『Huh, haha. I knew how to avoid it after all.』

Hong Yeon-jun staggered to his spot. He laughed as he tightened his loosely held sword a few times.

The voice filled his eardrums as if telling him not to miss it. The heavy presence pressed down on the space.

- Creak...!

The wide-open Ujikyangryun narrowed.

The air was hot. A distant heat that made it impossible to breathe even with moderate fire resistance spread.

[... You]

『Do I really need to introduce you? You already know.』

Hong Yeonjun scanned the flesh and blood on the blade...

No.

『They say I’m the Tower Lord of Purgatory.』

The Tower Lord of Purgatory, who descended into Hong Yeonjun’s body, answered.

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.

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The Tower of Cold.

The Tower of Command.

The Tower of Purgatory.

The enemies that invade the world, as we already know in the original.

I knew that we would meet someday. That’s why I was afraid, but I vaguely imagined when that would be.

“Nice to meet you.”

I didn’t know that I would suddenly meet you here like this.

The surrounding air and the ground heated up, and flames formed in the air.

Goosebumps appeared on my skin at the heterogeneous presence.

‘No.’

In fact, I had expected it just a little bit, just in case, but I didn’t know it would come true.

- Thump! Thump! Thump!

My heart pounded wildly. My blood boiled.

When I saw Purgatory in front of me, the energy that supported my body surged more violently than I had imagined.

That energy was filled with intense hostility toward Purgatory.

Anyway, thanks to that, I was able to breathe easier.

First, I checked my right arm. The red flames were catching on, burning my skin and causing intense pain.

- Ugh...!

Considering the enemy’s true identity, this was probably the flames of purgatory before it was a conflagration.

I gritted my teeth and raised the conflagration. Whoosh! The conflagration that I raised like crazy engulfed Purgatory.

Purgatory, who was struggling tenaciously, finally subsided in the conflagration.

Where Purgatory subsided, a blackened scar remained.

“Oh, it’s going out as expected. It’s amazing how my flames went out so easily.”

The tower lord of Purgatory, who had been watching my actions, opened his eyes wide.

He clenched his fists at that peaceful smirk.

“What’s that guy doing?! Priest! Are you okay?!”

- It’s okay! So don’t look away!

I thought about it while answering the Daera Sajje who was shouting.

‘Should I try to talk? Or should I just run at him?’

The Sajje was cornering the three. The output of their unique abilities was so strange that the ones who were trembling with injuries were barely holding on.

Monsters rushing from the back corner? I can still block them.

There’s a little room to spare.

I observed the ‘phenomenon of the tower lord descending through the curse’ as precisely as possible and adjusted my posture.

[How did you descend already?]

‘Aha, conversation?’

- Jeez!

The skin of Yeonok, Hong Yeonjun split. The surrounding flesh burned black, and a red flame rippled inside the crack.

The tower lord of Yeonok laughed as he put his chin to my question.

‘As you can see, he is not a normal incarnation. The one who forced his way in is burdened with the vessel, and he can’t bring out his power.’

First, I furrowed my brows as I asked the question. The answer flew in unexpectedly.

This wasn’t normal procedure. In other words, it seemed like they were going to leave on their own if I stalled for time.

[For a kid who stabbed me the moment I saw him, his answer is kind.]

『Well. I’ve been looking forward to fighting you, so having a few conversations is fine. But...』

The tower lord of Purgatory searched his chest.

『As expected, I don’t have much free time in this state. Today isn’t the right day to fight. And I have something I want to do, too.』

The hand that was searching his chest slipped out. In that hand was a straw doll.

‘Artifact.’

It was an artifact that I had already observed. I tried to grab it in the middle, but Purgatory descended and failed.

I know the effect by analyzing it. A spiritual body that summons and implements existence based on the injected material.

If Purgatory descended, I thought it would be through a spiritual body, but my prediction was wrong.

"What will happen?"

The tower lord of Purgatory, who laughed heartily, rubbed the straw doll against the blade.

And then, my flesh and blood that had stuck to the blade were absorbed into the straw doll.

[What?]

My mouth fell open at the shocking use.

That wasn't all.

When the guy tore open the subspace pouch barely attached to his waist, the monster's byproducts that had filled the subspace poured out like corn.

It was a monster that Daera called a copycat.

Gulp! All the byproducts that had piled up like a mountain were attached to the straw doll.

[This damn thing!]

There's no need to analyze it. This is dangerous bullshit.

The moment I was about to tear apart the byproducts and artifacts, the tower master of purgatory rushed in.

Fast. More than that, the distance disappeared in an instant due to his mysterious movements.

- Kwaang!

He quickly blocked the sword with his left arm.

"Just wait a minute. Aren't you excited about what's coming out?"

He fired a volley of volleys at the purgatory pouring out from the blade.

The volleys were pushed back. The flames on this side were consumed.

His skin turned red from the heat that suddenly approached.

[Fuck me]

He frowned and drew in all his magic power.

Volleyball expansion ability

Bloom

- Hwarururuk!

The volleyball turned white and pushed away the purgatory flames. The tower master of purgatory, who was amazed, stepped back to avoid the volleyball.

[This... !]

But in that short time, the artifact had already been activated.

The byproducts that had been as abundant as a mountain were absorbed into the straw doll.

Flesh, bones, and blood poured out from the straw doll that had grown to the size of a person.

The indiscriminately poured materials dug into and wrapped the straw doll, forming a certain shape.

It started to happen.

It was a human figure.

Black hair. A long but slender body. The outer skin was pale and dull.

A face that seemed familiar to me...

“... Ah.”

The dark shadowed eyelids opened. The dark red pupils inside them squinted in the light.

“Ah, ugh...!”

The man immediately grabbed his hair with both hands. Splash! His fingers dug into his hair. Red blood flowed out, soaking his hair.

- Splash! Splash!

The wound wasn’t just on his head where his fingers had dug into it. The skin that had been fine just split and burst, and blood gushed out.

Blood pooled on the floor. However, a deeper and wider pool of blood formed than the blood the man had poured out.

“Ah, AAAAAAAAAH─!”

The man screamed with his throat ripped open. The blood on the floor trembled as if resonating with his scream.

Immediately afterwards.

- Kwajajajajajajak!!

Countless thorns that rose from the blood filled the space.

[Savior Correction System: Extinction Island]

[Confirmation of Main Quest “Tower of Purgatory”!]

[Confirmation of Existence “Purgatory Tower Lord”!]

[The system supports the Savior with all its might!]

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[The Recorded Existence is Realized]

[Incomplete Realization]

[Ten Times]

[Blood-Crash Needle]