Chapter 151
Chapter 151
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Translator: Ryuma
Chapter: 151
Chapter Title: The Third Night (2)
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Latent Ability Grant Scrolls raised the limits of "equipment."
They could extend the lifespan of gear that had reached its performance ceiling and was due for replacement, but their best use was, of course, on equipment with "overwhelming potential."
'My best pieces are the Star of Pride and Baal's Belt.'
The World Tree Staff also had "endgame-level" unique options, but the problem was its level.
A -98 level item inevitably had low base attack power.
Moreover, hadn't it already been enhanced with one Latent Ability Grant Scroll?
Applying another felt like a waste somehow.
'The Star of Pride doesn't have attack or defense.'
The Star of Pride was a "final relic" without a level, but for some reason, it lacked attack and defense stats.
Latent Ability Grant Scrolls typically boosted an item's limits—attack power, defense, or all stats.
They couldn't add what wasn't there or couldn't exist.
The Star of Pride was a necklace with no stats at all.
It only had options for casting magic.
'Baal's Belt has overwhelming base stats and unique options.'
Zero grade.
Base defense of 450!
It boosted Strength and Stamina by 66 each, plus a unique option doubling regeneration.
And that wasn't all.
'Set gear potential goes without saying.'
Its potential was nothing short of miraculous.
The "Arrahan's Golden Mystery" he was currently wearing had high potential too, but it couldn't compare to Baal's Belt.
It was the pinnacle of potential.
Park Chan-woo rubbed his eyes at the messages.
'...Unlocked a hidden special condition.'
It happened sometimes.
Gear with abilities locked behind certain conditions.
Satisfy them, and trash could turn into treasure.
'I figured there might be something.'
Baal, one of the four beasts wielded by the Creator God who made the Abyss.
Gear named after it wouldn't just have the listed description, he was sure.
But who knew a 'Legendary Latent Ability Grant Scroll' would be the trigger?
Park Chan-woo looked at the belt.
No visible changes.
Name: Baal's Belt (Radiant Exclusive Gear)
Level: -84
Grade: Zero
Unlocked Latent Abilities:
"Holy shit..."
He couldn't help but be stunned by the unlocked latent abilities.
A regular Latent Ability Grant Scroll unlocked three.
But the 'Legendary' one brought up five.
And each value was insane.
'Defense 900, All Stats 20, Authority super-enhanced?'
Insane.
No matter how many times he looked, it was insane.
"...This belt is endgame."
He could say it definitively.
No need to hunt for belt gear anymore.
Truly endgame!
Its level was low, but those latent abilities crushed everything.
Base 450 defense plus 900 latent? Nearly 1,350 defense from one item was impossible.
Endgame territory.
Even in the late game, past level 90 with top-grade gear, it might barely happen.
Park Chan-woo equipped the 'True Shatiros's Boots' and quickly scanned his status window.
Abyss Items: Easter Egg(001), Easter Egg(002), Mage's Stone (Magic Power +24, Legendary), Void (Eternal), Coin (247)
Titles:
He checked the major changes.
'Because of Arrahan's Intermediate Swordsmanship? Attack shot up big time.'
Defense wasn't the only thing; attack nearly doubled too.
Oddly, it rose too much even for that.
'Swordsman aptitude awakened. Does it mean physical and magical stats both apply equally...?'
If so, it was talent beyond imagination.
No class in this world combined "sword and magic."
And with class levels, dual-classing was stupid.
For example, focusing on 'Swordsman' meant Magic Power barely boosted attack.
Vice versa for Mages.
Even 'Magic Swordsman' wasn't much different.
Magic Power was key for attack.
'All stats are linked.'
But after awakening 'Swordsmanship Aptitude,' it changed.
All stats massively influenced attack.
...Over time, attack and defense caps hit limits.
Leveling slows, better gear hard to find.
That's when warriors pump Magic/Intellect, mages Strength/Agility.
But gains were minimal, inefficient.
Ultimately, 'class limits.'
But Park Chan-woo had no such limit.
Just raise everything evenly.
All stats boost attack/defense.
Perfectly efficient.
No need to grind one like a dried squid.
"This is... true Magic Swordsman talent."
He trembled uncontrollably.
In the past, 'Magic Swordsman' was a curse to him.
A half-assed, mediocre label.
He thought he had no sword talent.
A child compared to Han Shin or Lee Hyuk-soo.
But.
'I had sword talent.'
Sword genius.
...The condition to ignite it was just too far, beyond that wall.
Even getting Magic Swordsman class, he never dreamed of sword mastery.
Thought it'd just infuse magic into swordplay...
His true talent was as a Magic Swordsman.
That cursed name was an unknown blessing.
His hands wouldn't stop shaking.
"I... had sword talent too..."
Against Aorum.
In the unconscious world, he swung his sword.
Thought it was a dream.
His sword overwhelming Aorum.
Surpassing pure swordsmanship walls.
But this wasn't the end.
'Just Intermediate.'
Arrahan's Swordsmanship was only Intermediate now.
Meaning true 'pure swordsmanship' masters lurked somewhere in the Abyss.
'Successors to Arrahan's name, pure elites. I need to find them.'
To grow stronger.
Find them, clash, surpass walls again.
But.
'Arrahan isn't given to avatars.'
Not Han Shin.
Arrahan opposed demons.
They'd never pass the name to avatars.
No matter Han Shin's skill, his path differed from Park Chan-woo's.
Thus, Park Chan-woo was more complete now.
Past Magic Swordsman trauma couldn't hold him back.
It became luck, blessing, his joy.
...Yes.
He was happy.
This resonance felt so long overdue.
Never this happy before.
Even if happy, he couldn't savor it.
Anxiety over uncertain futures stole his sleep.
'Don't forget this feeling.'
So, for the first time in ages, Park Chan-woo lay in bed.
No weapon gripped, free from fear of snipers or Creator Abysses.
Spread out like a starfish once.
"Father. I've digested the 'Fox Den.' But... you look so happy. I'm happy too. Digestion went amazingly well."
Signus, perched by the window, gazed at him and spoke.
Post-Fox Den digestion, Signus had grown a bit.
Especially a red dot on his forehead.
"Digestion was so good, I can use 'Fox Fire' now. I think the Abyss itself was a storage for 'Fox Fire.' The 'Creator of the Burning Border' probably stole it from the foxes."
"What's 'Fox Fire' exactly?"
"Fire that reveals 'truth.' Exposes false forms, burns lies—the foxes' strongest power. Probably used to check true forms during transformations."
"...Impressive."
He was genuinely awed.
Fox abilities weren't just transformation.
Transformation was mere blood compared to Fox Fire.
And Signus had learned it.
'I get why demons stole Fox Fire.'
Left them transformations, took the fire.
Fatal to demons sustaining false lives.
Fox Fire revealing truth was their nemesis.
They'd steal and seal it by any means.
Once more, the Fox Den yielded much.
'One more weapon to surprise Aheta.'
Especially 'Moon Lord Aheta,' a being of pure falsehood.
This Fox Fire would be very useful.
His eyes drooped.
Embracing sleep, Park Chan-woo smiled.
'More than I thought.'
Much more.
'This might actually work.'