Chapter 298
Chapter 298
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 298
Chapter Title: Physical Reconstruction
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In the current era, quite a few beings had achieved physical reconstruction.
Some hid their forms and didn't reveal themselves, and there were even some among the Apostles.
But among them, only two people that Seo Woo-jin could openly ask about it: Sword Sage Martes and Sword Ghost Ban Slaine.
"Physical reconstruction..."
Ban Slaine stroked his smooth chin, devoid of even a single whisker.
"Is there a specific method?"
A faint desperation seeped into Seo Woo-jin's expression as he asked.
"Can I know why you're asking?"
Rather than answering immediately, Ban Slaine inquired about the reason for the question.
"Ah, well..."
Seo Woo-jin scratched the back of his head with an awkward look.
"I met someone named Freya in Aier."
"Freya?"
Ban Slaine's eyes widened.
"You're saying she's still alive?"
He seemed to know her as well.
'Well, it'd be weirder if he didn't.'
She was a powerhouse who had reached the superhuman realm.
The captain of the Divine Knights from the previous era, no less.
It was only natural that her name had spread across the entire continent.
"Yes. She came back into the world because of this war."
Ban Slaine burst into hearty laughter at Seo Woo-jin's words.
"That's great news."
Having one more superhuman powerhouse meant a significant boost in forces for the Descent War.
But his laughter was short-lived.
Recalling the question Seo Woo-jin had asked him, his expression hardened.
"Is it something she needs?"
Physical reconstruction.
A retired old knight who had stepped away for over ten years.
Putting those two together, there was only one reason Seo Woo-jin would ask.
"Yes."
Seo Woo-jin nodded.
"She's very frail now."
If nothing was done and time simply passed, at most a year.
She might not even last half a year before drawing her final breath.
Freya's body was barely enduring the weight of the years.
"She's holding on with immense mana for now, but I don't think she has much time left."
Ban Slaine opened his mouth with a bitter expression at Seo Woo-jin's words.
"What a shame."
Freya could have been the strongest force in the Descent War.
As a Divine Knight who wielded holy power, she could deal far greater damage than others of the same level.
"Is there no way?"
Seo Woo-jin asked cautiously once more.
If possible, he wanted to fight alongside Freya in the Descent War.
'At least until the Descent War ends.'
That would increase their chances of survival, even if just a little.
"It's not that there's no method."
Fortunately, Ban Slaine seemed to know a way.
"But it's far from easy."
"...What is it?"
Seo Woo-jin's eyes sparkled as he urged for an answer.
"The surest way is for her to achieve enlightenment and ascend to the realm herself."
That was out.
If it were possible, Freya would have done it already.
She couldn't train and elevate her realm with her current frail body.
"There's also a method where those who have reached the superhuman realm provide assistance."
"How does that work?"
Seo Woo-jin had also reached the superhuman realm.
If he could help her reconstruct her body...
"But it requires an immense amount of energy. At least five people at the same realm would need to gather for that quantity. And even then, using the method could put the helpers at risk, so it's not something to use lightly."
Seo Woo-jin's briefly brightened expression darkened again.
Finding five superhuman realm experts wasn't easy to begin with.
Even scouring the entire continent, there were fewer than a handful.
The silver lining was that Seo Woo-jin was on good terms with quite a few of them.
Himself, Ban Slaine, the Grand Duke, and the Sword Sage made four.
'And this guy too.'
Seo Woo-jin glanced at Diarok, who was sipping his tea.
He'd obviously scoff and refuse, but with pressure, he'd listen.
He was confident he could persuade the rest.
'They all owe me anyway.'
They wouldn't coldly refuse.
But the problem remained.
"Is it very dangerous?"
The fact that even the helpers could be at risk.
"Yes. They could even lose their lives."
They would forcibly open Freya's mana circuits using other immense energies.
But merging five energies of different natures wouldn't be easy.
They would naturally repel, reject, and struggle to exclude each other.
If that happened, everyone would be in danger.
'They're all heavyweights, so they won't die, but...'
Their mana circuits could tangle and tear, causing them to lose all the realm they'd built up.
It could lead to an outcome worse than death.
"That won't do."
No matter how necessary, he couldn't ask them to take such risks.
"Then another way..."
"You idiot."
As he tried to ask again with a deflated expression, Diarok's cold voice came from the side.
Seo Woo-jin frowned and turned his gaze.
"What?"
His mood was already foul, and now this guy was picking a fight.
Seo Woo-jin glared at Diarok, deciding he'd give him a proper beating today.
"Say that again. What did you call me?"
A subtle chaos energy mixed in, adding pressure, but the guy scoffed and continued.
"I said you're an idiot. An idiot."
Irritation surged.
He'd been annoying him all along, and now he was scratching at the itch—he didn't need to hold back anymore.
"Fine, time for you to get wrecked today."
He stood and took a step forward, but Diarok spoke.
"Is there a reason it has to be five people? All that's needed is immense energy, right?"
Seo Woo-jin paused.
Come to think of it, Ban Slaine hadn't said five superhumans were absolutely required.
Just that it needed an amount equivalent to five at that realm.
"And couldn't you produce that much power?"
Diarok glanced at the bracelet Seo Woo-jin was wearing.
'Celestial Wing.'
An item enchanted with magic that amplified power from double to up to five times.
"If you use that, you could handle it alone. Of course, you'd bear the full backlash yourself."
He wasn't wrong.
With 'Celestial Wing', Seo Woo-jin could output the power of five superhumans by himself.
The duration wouldn't be long, and the price would be heavy, just as Diarok said...
'But doable.'
Pain was something he was used to.
He had experience enduring 'Celestial Wing' multiple times.
If there were no threats around to harm him, it was worth attempting.
Seo Woo-jin looked down at Diarok for a moment, then turned and sat back down.
"Thanks."
"What? I can't hear you."
He'd thanked him for the help, but the guy smirked and teased.
Seo Woo-jin ignored it.
Replying would just make it more annoying.
Instead, he fixed his gaze on Ban Slaine and asked.
"How do I do it?"
There was a method.
It might let him use a superhuman realm being in the Descent War.
And Seo Woo-jin was ready to step up.
"Is this the place?"
Seo Woo-jin wandered inside Massive Guardian.
There was no blizzard today, but the sky was still full of clouds blocking the moonlight.
Thanks to that, he navigated the pitch-black darkness, twisting through narrow alleys.
"This seems about right."
Recalling what Yohan had told him, he walked until a familiar building came into view.
It was identical to the information guild in Yohan's remote village.
"Looks like this is it."
Seo Woo-jin approached the door without hesitation and knocked.
Thud thud thud—
The heavy sound echoed through the alley.
And shortly after.
Creeeak—
'Even this sound is the same.'
The door opened, the worn hinges screeching.
"Who is it?"
The one who appeared from inside was a middle-aged man with half his hair gone.
"Yohan told me to come here."
"Yohan?"
The middle-aged man scanned Seo Woo-jin up and down, then nodded as if he understood and flung the door wide open.
"Come in."
With permission granted, Seo Woo-jin followed him inside.
The interior layout was the same too.
The only difference was the complete absence of organization members hidden around.
'No way these exact buildings are standing all over the continent, right?'
Having that silly thought as he walked, he arrived at the same room where he'd talked with Yohan.
"Yeah, I've been waiting."
The middle-aged man plopped down in a chair and spoke in a gruff tone.
"You've got some news, I take it."
"Something came in about that dog Yudain."
The middle-aged man grinned.
"But I can't just give it away for free. Gotta get something in return."
His face was plastered with greed.
'Tsk.'
Seo Woo-jin clicked his tongue inwardly.
Either swollen-headed or blinded by greed.
He hadn't expected this attitude right in front of a hero.
'Yohan must have said something beforehand.'
This information organization had agreed to side with Seo Woo-jin.
Yet here he was, openly demanding payment?
Yohan's skills were impressive, but maybe running the organization was still a bit amateurish.
"So, what do you want?"
Seo Woo-jin narrowed his eyes and asked.
If he crossed the line, he'd just beat him senseless and take the info.
He judged that would be better for the guild's future too.
"Well, nothing big."
But what he wanted was a bit different from what Seo Woo-jin expected.
"Just hunt one monster and bring me its head?"
"...A monster's head?"
He'd thought it'd be money or goods, but no.
'This is random.'
Seo Woo-jin couldn't fathom why he wanted a monster's head.
"I've got a use for it. Bring that, and I'll give you everything I know from now on. Free for life, of course."
For some reason, the middle-aged man's expression looked anxious as he spoke.
'Well, not hard anyway.'
Sensing some circumstances, Seo Woo-jin nodded.
"Fine. But I get the info on Yudain first."
"Of course! I can give that right now, so hold on!"
The middle-aged man jumped up from his seat.
Sweat beads on his half-bald head trickled down.
"Oh, by the way. Which monster's head?"
When Seo Woo-jin asked, the man, about to rush out, paused and turned back.
Then he replied in a voice thick with murderous intent.
"The one called Drakeas."