Chapter 15
Translator: True Detective
Chapter 15. 10th Floor (1)
A new special option appeared on the armor.
*Nullification: Completely ignores attacks directed at the user with a 1% chance.
Isn't this crazy!!!
What I felt while climbing is that the Tower requires you to get hit more than you think.
Then that 1% chance doesn't look so low.
Probability is bound to hit well if the number of trials is high.
This is the truth.
You say it's not the truth but just a broken head?
Shh!
My body was really exhausted and tired, but I wanted to make more while maintaining this feeling.
I think my root is a Blacksmith after all.
Alchemy and Tailoring seem to lack talent a bit too.
Now, I should make other parts, right?
Mithril Armor Set, come here!
Like that, the sound of hammering didn't stop in the workshop for a while.
[Silvery Mithril Helm]
Grade: Rare
A helmet created by the Maker SW, who is still a simpleton but possesses high potential, with his lacking ability. The perfect curve protecting the skull and delicate design not obstructing vision stand out. It preserved the lightness and sturdiness of Mithril simultaneously, and a special ability protecting the wearer's mind is imbued.
Durability: 500/500
Defense: +145
HP: +80
*Physical Resistance: 15%
*Magic Resistance: 10%
*Imbued with 'Mental Focus'
*Mental Focus: Concentration improves while wearing, increasing skill casting speed by 5%.
Usage Conditions: Level 10 or higher. Strength 15 or higher.
[Flexible Mithril Bottoms]
Grade: Rare
Bottoms created by the Maker SW, who is still a simpleton but possesses high potential, with his lacking ability. It perfectly protects vital points without hindering lower body movement. Mithril's unique flexibility is maximized, making all lower body movements like running, jumping, and dodging free.
Durability: 600/600
Defense: +180
HP: +50
*Physical Resistance: 18%
*Magic Resistance: 15%
*Movement Speed: +5%
*Imbued with 'Light Steps'
*Imbued with 'Vitality Enhancement'
*Light Steps: Jump power increases by 15% and fall damage decreases by 20%.
*Vitality Enhancement: Max HP increases by an additional 100 while wearing.
Usage Conditions: Level 10 or higher. Strength 15 or higher.
[Mithril Gloves of Flash]
Grade: Epic
Gloves created by the Maker SW, who is still a simpleton but possesses high potential, with his lacking ability. With elaborate design considering even the movement of each finger, it raises the wearer's attack speed to the limit. Minute patterns engraved on the glove surface emit light, causing an illusion as if time slows down momentarily.
Durability: 800/800
Defense: +220
HP: +50
*Physical Resistance: 22%
*Magic Resistance: 18%
*Attack Speed: +15%
*Critical Hit Chance: +8%
*Imbued with 'Continuous Attack'
*Imbued with 'Touch of Flash'
*Continuous Attack: 25% chance to trigger an immediate additional attack upon attacking. Can trigger consecutively up to 2 times.
*Touch of Flash: 5% chance to stun the enemy for 1 second upon attacking.
Usage Conditions: Level 10 or higher. Strength 15 or higher.
[Mithril Shoes of Gale]
Grade: Rare
Shoes created by the Maker SW, who is still a simpleton but possesses high potential, with his lacking ability. The curve of the sole minimizes friction with the ground, providing a sensation of running on the wind the moment they are worn. Mithril's unique lightness is maximized to the extent that the wearer's feet are barely felt.
Durability: 550/550
Defense: +130
HP: +70
*Physical Resistance: 12%
*Magic Resistance: 10%
*Movement Speed: +12%
*Evasion Rate: +5%
*Imbued with 'Sprint'
*Sprint: Movement speed increases by an additional 20% when ability is used.
Usage Conditions: Level 10 or higher. Strength 15 or higher.
[Mithril Greatsword of Blast]
Grade: Epic
A sword created by the Maker SW, who is still a simpleton but possesses high potential, with his lacking ability. Mithril's unique lightness and sharpness are maximized, causing an illusion that the wind moves together when the sword is swung. Blue patterns engraved on the blade glow faintly, revealing true value when cutting multiple enemies.
Durability: 300/300
Attack Power: +180
*Critical Hit Chance: +12%
*Critical Hit Damage: +35%
*Attack Speed: +8%
*Imbued with 'Area Slash'
*Area Slash: Upon attacking, deals 80% additional damage to up to 5 nearest enemies simultaneously, including the main target.
Pain only makes me stronger.
Although dark circles came down to below my eyes, just looking at these beauties made the fatigue disappear completely.
Now preparations are complete.
Time to try the 10th Floor.
I flipped the cloak over my head the same way and placed my hand on the Tower.
If I have a dream right now.
It's not entering the Tower like a petty thief like this, but entering confidently when the sun is up.
To do that, I have to get stronger.
Now now, let's enter!
The sky of the 10th Floor was dyed blood-red.
A battlefield vibrating with acrid smoke and fishy blood smell.
On the huge fortress wall, tattered flags were fluttering in the wind.
—Boom!
"Block it!! If it's breached, it's over!"
"Pour oil! Kick away the ladders!"
The top of the wall was chaos.
Soldiers covered in blood were swinging spears, and below the wall, an endless wave of monsters was rushing.
—Ding!
"Look at the scale..."
I was summoned to the square inside the wall.
In the square, the elderly, infirm, and children who couldn't evacuate were hugging each other, trembling in fear.
Their eyes were dim as if they had already given up on life.
"Captain! A crack appeared on the west wall! Orcs are crawling up!"
"The east water gate is also about to be breached! Troops... We lack troops!"
A middle-aged knight who appeared to be the commander bit his lip hearing the desperate report.
His armor was already half broken, and one eye was wrapped in bandages.
"Remaining reserves?"
"None! Even the wounded have been deployed!"
"Damn it..."
It was then.
—Rumble!
With a huge vibration, a roar rang out from the gate side.
The thick gate reinforced with steel crumpled inward, and a giant axe blade pierced through the door.
"Chwiiiik! Human! Meat! Eat!"
The gate was torn away like paper, and massive figures poured in through the gap.
They were [Black Iron Orcs] covered in black iron armor all over their bodies, looking twice as big as normal Orcs.
"The... The gate is breached!"
"Ah... God..."
The soldiers' morale pierced the floor and fell underground.
A dead end with nowhere to run.
The Black Iron Orc vanguard captain raised his bloody axe and roared.
"Kill them all! Leave none alive!"
Dozens of Orcs rushed towards the civilians in the square.
The commander drew his sword and blocked the front, but his hands were trembling uncontrollably.
The moment death was right before their noses.
Children screamed and squeezed their eyes shut.
I ran to the front of the gate, fluttering my cloak.
My head rang due to my heartbeat, but it wasn't because of fear.
It was because I was excited to test the new gear.
"Move."
I grabbed the commander's shoulder and pushed him back.
Before he could say anything in confusion, I jumped into the middle of the Orc swarm.
"Wh... What! That crazy guy!"
The Orc vanguard captain spotted me and smiled fishily.
"A bug came to die on its own feet! I'll crush you!"
The bastard's giant axe slammed down towards the crown of my head.
I didn't dodge or block.
Just trusting the armor, I opened my chest and took it.
—Bang!!
With a roar, my body sank slightly into the ground.
But that was it.
Pain?
Shock?
None at all.
Rather, the axe blade that touched my chest bounced off with a ting.
Blue electricity began to flow crackling on the armor surface.
"......?"
The Orc's eyes widened.
Silver armor without a single scratch even after taking a full-power strike.
I grinned and provoked the bastard.
"Well, it is the age where your waist doesn't have strength."
"Th... Cheeky!"
Enraged Orcs rushed in a swarm.
Axes, maces, and spears poured onto my body from all directions.
—Clang! Clang! Boom! Thud!
Dozens of impact sounds rang out.
Dust rose and the ground cracked.
People watching breathlessly from behind the wall turned their heads, thinking I had become meat paste.
But what was heard from the dust cloud was only mechanical notification sounds.
The Orcs' breathing became rough.
The ones hitting were on the verge of collapsing from exhaustion.
My appearance revealed as the dust cleared was emitting an even clearer and intense blue light without a single scratch.
Condensed energy shimmered as if about to burst out from every gap in the armor.
I drew the Pale Moon Sword and walked towards the Orcs.
At the intimidation emanating from the armor, the Black Iron Orcs instinctively stepped back.
"Wh... What is this monster-like guy!"
"Now it's my turn, right?"
I really wanted to try this once.
"Explosion is Art, you bastards!!!"
I released the energy accumulated in the armor.
[Discharge]
—Rumble!
The blue light starting from the armor exploded like a sun.
An intense flash that made it impossible to open eyes swallowed the front of the gate.
—Boooooooom!!!
Dozens of Black Iron Orcs densely packed near the gate evaporated without even being able to scream.
The place where the shockwave swept through was cleanly emptied.
Only the scorched black ground and me standing in the middle remained.
Mhm mhm, Brother Deidara was definitely right.
"......"
Silence flowed in the battlefield.
Soldiers shouting on the wall, citizens trembling in the square, and even monsters waiting in the rear couldn't close their mouths.
A moment later, what broke the silence was the commander's trembling voice.
"Th... That blue sword...."
He threw off his helmet and shouted.
"It's the Hermit Knight! The Knight who saved the Arden Village people has come!!"
That shout became a fuse.
1st Floor, 2nd Floor, 3rd Floor....
It seems survivors from the floors I passed through were gathered here.
"The Knight didn't abandon us!"
"Waaaaaaah!!!"
Vitality returned to the eyes of the people who were in despair.
They cheered as if they saw a savior.
Some soldiers knelt and shed tears.
"Seems like the 1st Wave is over."
I pretended to shake off blood that wasn't even on the sword nonchalantly.
It's a secret that the corners of my mouth are twitching inside the helmet.
Playing hero is done for this taste.
But it's not over yet.
"Gotta fix the door..."
I muttered looking at the crumpled gate.
As a Blacksmith, no, as a Legendary Maker, it wouldn't do to not be able to fix a broken door.
"Hey, do you have any spare hammers there?"
At my question, the soldiers who were blanking out answered in a fluster.
"Yes? Yes! There are some in the smithy though...."
"Bring them. Because I need to do some construction before the 2nd Wave comes."
I received the hammer and called the Guide, but.
An unexpected answer came.
Umm...