Wimp's Strategy Guide to Conquer the Tower

Chapter 281 CHAPTER 280

The events that unfolded on Earth No. 843 over the past day or two.

Earth's people realized something.

The Black Tower is not a natural disaster.

There is someone behind it.

There is intent, and there is purpose.

The main base.

The administrators.

Their schemes must be crushed.

The very first priority is to completely end sinkhole waves by clearing the 90th floor.

However, the Evil Dragon Partalon has withdrawn from the tower.

As a result, clearing the 89th floor is impossible.

To normalize tower ascension, the dragon must be found.

A global consensus formed.

Of course, finding it would not be easy.

Dragons are monsters that use magic.

It could be disguised as a human.

It could understand human language.

With that in mind, people began doing something else.

If the creature is somewhere on Earth—

If it understands human language through magic—

Then the daily flood of criticism blasted through broadcasts and media would surely reach its ears.

With luck, it might provoke a meaningful response.

Yet above all else, one topic dominated public attention.

Sinkhole wave defense.

And then—

Pressure from governments worldwide was intense.

Stop resisting and surrender.

Are you really going to destroy your country over pointless stubborn pride?

If undead are not stopped, responsibility will be demanded—one way or another.

China was desperate.

At noon the next day, the Hangzhou sinkhole wave would begin.

If a Dark Wave erupted there as well—

And if they still failed to secure holy weapons and golems—

There was already a country destroyed by Dark Waves.

Australia.

Sydney had become a city devoid of life.

The world-famous Opera House lay in ruins.

China could suffer the same fate.

Beijing devastated.

The Forbidden City reduced to rubble.

Should they cling to pride?

The banner of the Middle Kingdom must stand tall—but not now.

And so, one of China's Standing Committee members personally went to Daejeon, Korea, to meet Martial Law Commander Jeon Seong-il.

"Please save us, Commander."

"Hm."

"I know this is shameless. We will sincerely apologize, so just this once…"

Jeon Seong-il gently closed his eyes.

Ahhh!

Maintaining a neutral expression was this hard?

How exhilarating.

This was China—the same China that once demanded Jeju Island while throwing its weight around with endless arrogance.

Now the tables had turned.

"Hand over Baekdu Mountain and Gando. If Chairman Liang Fei officially declares it to the world, we will send the supplies."

"Baekdu Mountain might be acceptable, but Gando—"

"Then there's nothing more to discuss."

It felt amazing.

All thanks to Summoner Bong Juhyeok.

Sure, some might accuse him of hiding behind powerful backing.

So what?

Kosak had said it himself.

If you're going to borrow authority, do it boldly.

"For the sake of world peace, a generous heart—"

"Yes, world peace is wonderful. Then act like a great power and hand over Baekdu Mountain and Gando. Otherwise, negotiations are impossible."

"..."

No land, no deal.

Ah—refreshing!

The Immortal Realm.

A land where immortals roam, surrounded by several adjacent realms.

Near the Immortal Realm lie six neighboring worlds:

The Celestial Realm of heavenly beings and emperors,

The Underworld ruled by Yama,

The Buddha Realm of enlightenment,

The Spirit Beast Realm,

And the Demon Realm where monsters are imprisoned.

These six realms lie close together, with frequent interaction and travel.

In an open field of the Immortal Realm, Yama, the Sword Immortal, and the Great Sage Equal to Heaven were in conversation.

"Sword Immortal, have you still not opened the gate to Bong the Hero's world?"

"If I had, I'd have crossed over immediately. Would I be standing around here? …What about you, Great King?"

"Not easy. The gate won't open."

"Hah… we've been completely forgotten."

The Sword Immortal looked gloomy, glancing at the Great Sage squatting beside him.

"Monkey, any delivery calls from Bong the Hero's world?"

"If there were, I'd already be gone."

"Tsk, tsk. Madman. When he said he'd give gifts, you should've taken everything you could. Why are you so law-abiding, you demon?"

"…I have a long criminal record."

"What a waste. A real waste. This was our chance."

The Sword Immortal deeply regretted it.

Two of the most powerful figures of the Immortal Realm had vanished at once.

Wouldn't it be fine to stir up a little trouble?

"If only we could go just one more time."

"If they summon us, maybe we could."

"Hmph! And when will that be?"

"Right. They might never call again."

"Hoo…"

Strangely enough, traveling to Bong the Hero's world had become extremely difficult.

He had gone.

He had met Yama.

The Great Sage had gone too.

Three times in total.

Surely that was enough karmic connection.

Normally, gates should open freely with just a thought.

There were even signs of that.

They had once managed to send a clump of the Great Sage's fur through a tiny hole.

But after that—it was completely blocked.

Not even a needle-sized gap could be formed.

Thus, the Sword Immortal, Yama, and the Great Sage all regretted it.

There was simply no way back.

Yet one question remained.

The Immortal Realm was already connected to a parallel Earth—Kim Tae-ju's Earth.

Thanks to that, goods from that Earth could be obtained with money.

Smartphones, tablets, laptops, game consoles, dramas.

However—

"The quality is different. Bong's Earth is far superior."

"Have you felt how smooth the smartphone touch is? It practically pulls you in."

"Cigarettes too. Deep, rich flavor, with a sharp kick in the throat."

"Drama and movies as well. Acting is better, scripts are tighter."

"Even candy tastes sweeter."

"According to the Wine Immortal, even alcohol tastes different. The branding is art."

Naturally so.

"Kim Tae-ju's Earth was destroyed once. What exists now is a civilization restored from remnants."

Yama nodded.

"Meanwhile, Bong's Earth never fell. It kept accumulating continuously. How could they be the same?"

A more advanced civilization.

Richer content born from uninterrupted history.

Once you've tasted it, you can't endure not having it.

That's why they desperately wanted to go again.

To Bong the Hero's Earth.

"Isn't there a way?"

"We must thicken the thread of fate."

"How?"

Creating fate is simple.

Frequent interaction.

Close contact.

Make events in one world influence the other.

Align the causality of both worlds.

Once that happens, the connection is complete.

The gate can open at any time.

But—

"Kim's Earth and Bong's Earth may seem similar, but they're fundamentally different. If they weren't, the connection would've been easy."

"Of course. Kim's Earth has no Black Tower. Bong's Earth does."

The Black Tower.

"…Wait."

The Sword Immortal's eyes gleamed.

"What if we make our own Black Tower?"

"Make a Black Tower?"

"Think about it. The medium that summoned us to Bong's Earth was the Black Tower itself."

That's right.

Everything revolved around the Black Tower.

"Let's build one and operate it ourselves. As the shadowy force invading dimensions."

Yama stared blankly at the Sword Immortal.

Is this man insane?

"…Invade? Have you lost your mind?"

"Why so shocked? Who was it that invaded the Demon Realm for fun and turned it into chaos?"

"Th-that was because Bong the Hero—"

Hit squarely in the weak spot, Yama stammered.

"It's true, I invaded the Demon Realm, but still…"

"Anyway, do you really think making a Black Tower will thicken the bond with Bong the Hero?"

"So what if it doesn't?"

"…What?"

"Doesn't it sound fun at a glance?"

Yama gave a bitter smile.

'Fun.'

Of course.

All that talk about fate was just an excuse.

The Sword Immortal had always been like this.

A man who would do anything for fun.

"What if Tae-ju catches us?"

"Hah! Those old men went off to play in another dimension and still haven't returned."

The Immortal Realm's power holders were absent.

A perfect opportunity.

"Let's build just one in the Immortal Realm as a trial."

"Build it…?"

"The Black Tower."

He's serious?

Unbelievable.

"…Can it even be done?"

"Why not? Are you underestimating the Immortal Realm's potential? Monkey! Go fetch Guigu."

The Immortal Guigu, master of strange formations, arrived.

After hearing the Sword Immortal's plan—

"It's possible. Construct the tower with formations, connect layered spaces for each floor, generate missions… hm, missing elements can be supplemented with talismans."

"Oh!"

"As rewards, offer immortal pills, dark iron, or Immortal Realm coins. Everyone will rush to become players."

Yama, who had been watching, stared with his mouth hanging open.

They were actually going to do it.

"T-the mission targets? You'll need guardians on every floor too."

"I've thought of everything."

"So are you the final boss?"

"Don't be ridiculous. How could a kind-hearted immortal like me ever be?"

Kind-hearted, my ass.

"Then who?"

"What, should we leave the Demon Realm monsters to rot? We'll place the demons on each floor, and for the final boss… the Chaos Demon King will do nicely."

Then he turned to the Great Sage Equal to Heaven.

"Monkey, let's go see the Chaos Demon King. We'll catch him and make him play the role of the tower boss."

"…He won't go quietly. He's gotten pretty big-headed lately."

"Huh? He's the guy you knocked out with one punch back in the day."

"That was a long time ago. Chaos has grown much stronger since then. He's not someone to take lightly."

Stronger, huh?

"How strong? Stronger than me?"

"Hey, no way."

"Compared to you?"

"Still way below."

"Compared to the Dragon King?"

The Great Sage waved his hands as if it were absurd.

"The Dragon King is a Dragon God—how could he compare? Maybe around the level of the dragon clans under him. A black dragon or a golden dragon… no, perhaps a bit stronger than that?"

The Sword Immortal's face lit up.

"Oh! So he's quite strong. Perfect qualifications for the Immortal Realm's Black Tower final boss. Let's hurry."

Yama began to feel sorry for the Chaos Demon King.

No matter how much of a demon he was, being sacrificed as a tower monster just for the Sword Immortal's entertainment…

The Spirit Beast Realm and the Demon Realm.

They seemed similar, but were completely different.

The Spirit Beast Realm was home to sacred creatures.

They did not defy the will of heaven.

They obeyed well.

That was why heavenly beings and immortals adored them.

The Demon Realm was where monsters were confined.

Demons often defied the will of heaven.

They caused trouble constantly.

High-ranking demons even gained immortality and were hard to kill.

Thus, they were kept under surveillance.

Still, the Demon Realm had its own order.

The ruler of the Demon Realm was the Chaos Demon King.

Why?

Because he was the strongest among the demons.

Even a snort from him made the others tremble.

But what was this?

The Chaos Demon King was losing his mind.

Two lunatics appeared out of nowhere—

An immortal who caused even more trouble than demons ever did.

And a stone monkey that was supposed to be stuck in the Demon Realm.

And what they said was—

"…You want me to be the final boss of the Immortal Realm's Black Tower?"

"Yeah."

"And the other demons get assigned to each floor based on strength?"

"Yeah."

"And when players kill us, they get rewards and achievements?"

"You catch on quick. Why keep asking?"

Absurd.

What was this even for?

Well, what else could it be?

For the Sword Immortal's fun, obviously.

"Don't worry. You think we'd actually kill you guys? Just get beaten enough not to die."

"When your HP hits exactly 1, you retreat."

These damn bastards.

Why shake up the peacefully existing Demon Realm?

To be honest, the Chaos Demon King wasn't terribly dissatisfied with his current life.

In the past, he would've tried everything to escape to the human world.

But things were pretty good now.

Goods and food from Immortal Realm shopping channels slipped in through the back door.

Occasionally he even got tablets to watch movies and dramas.

And now this?

Become the final boss of some Immortal Realm Black Tower no one had ever heard of?

"Who exactly is going to clear this Black Tower?"

"Only those granted player qualifications."

"So… who?"

"Well, underworld reapers, spirit beasts, bored heavenly beings, Dragon Palace administrators, heavenly generals, and while we're at it, immortals too."

"Oh! The arhats from the Buddha Realm would work as well."

Players would be reapers, sacred beasts, heavenly beings, Dragon Palace staff, heavenly generals, arhats, immortals.

All coming to slaughter demons and climb the tower.

"Y-you're sure we won't die?"

"…I'll tell them to go easy."

Bastards.

This was clearly a plot.

An attempt to wipe out the Demon Realm monsters.

There was no way he could agree.

But fists were close at hand.

So first, he fled.

"Gah!!!"

"Hm? What's wrong?"

"O-over there…"

The Sword Immortal and the Great Sage looked where the Chaos Demon King pointed.

Spot!

In an instant, the Chaos Demon King vanished.

"…He ran?"

"No matter how he runs, he's just a flea."

The Sword Immortal and the Great Sage moved leisurely.

Papapapapap!

The Chaos Demon King ran for his life.

The Demon Realm was small.

No matter how he fled, he'd eventually be caught.

Then why run at all?

Because the Chaos Demon King had something to rely on.

The Demon Realm was filled with demonic energy that defied heaven.

Because of that, tiny gates sometimes formed—leading to the human world.

These were called realm holes.

They didn't appear regularly.

They appeared and disappeared at random locations with extremely low probability.

He had to find one.

Escape to the human world through it.

Where is it?

I need to find it.

Please, let it appear.

So I can escape the hands of that demon-like Sword Immortal and stone monkey.

Then—

"Oh!"

A murky, dark energy entered his sight.

A hole.

A realm hole leading to the human world.

'Before it closes—hurry.'

Please, please, please!

Heaven and earth, all divine beings!

'Somewhere even that Sword Immortal bastard and the stone monkey can't find.'

The Chaos Demon King, absurdly, prayed to the heavens.

But the realm hole was about to close.

At this rate, he wouldn't even make it inside.

Papapapapap!

He sprinted like mad and dove in—whoosh!

Pop!

The realm hole closed.

The Sword Immortal and the Great Sage arrived moments later.

"Damn. Did we lose him?"

"Tsk. A realm hole. He escaped to the human world."

"Hm. This won't do. Who's going to be the final boss now?"

The Great Sage proposed an alternative.

"Should we grab the Bull Demon King instead?"

"Huh? The Bull Demon King… Monkey, isn't that your father-in-law?"

"…What nonsense! Why would I ever marry the Bull Demon King's daughter?"

"Is that so? I swear I saw it somewhere…"

Yeah.

I think I saw it too.

Spot!

The Chaos Demon King finally emerged from the hole.

The first thing he saw was an unfamiliar sky.

"Whew. That was close."

He'd escaped.

The place he stood was a coastal metropolis on Earth.

But it was a ruin.

No signs of life.

Buildings stood, but all were collapsed.

'…Where am I?'

Then—

"Kyaaaak!"

"Hah! You startled me!"

A fiend suddenly lunged at him with raised claws.

Not just one.

An enormous number.

'What?'

Looking closely, they were empty shells—soulless husks, barely different from objects.

'Ah.'

He recognized them.

Similar to jiangshi.

'Undead, was it?'

Pathetic creatures.

With a flick of his hand—

Whirr! Crackle! Boom boom boom!

He wiped them all out.

'Why are there so many of these undead things?'

It was endless.

Undead in every direction.

The Chaos Demon King released his demonic power and floated into the air.

What he saw was horrifying.

Huge holes scattered everywhere.

Undead crawling out of them.

'Did I come to the wrong place?'

Where were the humans?

Was this the human world—or hell?

Then—

'…Hm?'

He spotted writing on what looked like a sign.

English.

Along with Korean, a language commonly used by Earthlings.

He could read it.

He'd learned by watching dramas and movies on tablets smuggled into the Demon Realm.

'…Sydney Opera House?'

Sydney must be a city.

Opera House—a theater?

It felt oddly familiar.

In any case, this was perfect.

A world overflowing with fiends.

An ideal place for him to lie low—for now.

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