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Chapter 111: Il-Ho is Too Strong

“Do I go this way?”

“Aboo!” the baby on Il-Ho’s back cried as if giving affirmation.

“Alright!”

Il-Ho’s short legs ran as fast as a motorcycle. Even though the baby was twice as big as Il-Ho, he was undaunted, maybe because she was a fairy. Anyway, he was running in an attempt to complete the trial on the 41st floor. Despite having slain the horde of goblins and saved the baby, there was no announcement that the trial was completed.

[The Forty-First Floor of the Tower of Warriors: Trial of Space and Time.]

[Clear conditions: Save the Fairy Queen from a crisis.]

After reading the clear conditions, Il-Ho finally understood his mission. No matter how many enemies he’d defeated, leaving her alone in such a place wouldn’t be considered as saving her.

Then, he should at least find where the other fairies were dwelling! Hence why Il-Ho was running desperately.

Suck suck suck!

The baby sucked on his bald head and antennae until they were drenched with saliva.

“Hey! Don’t suck on my head!”

“Aboo?”

Growl!

Suddenly, the baby’s stomach let out a low growl.

“Hm? Are you hungry?”

“Aboo!”

Kiiiik!

Il-Ho stopped running and put down the little one. “Let’s see...” He opened the baby’s mouth slightly. “Ah, most of your teeth haven’t grown yet...”

The only teeth the baby had were two front, rabbit-like teeth. As such, jerky or dried food were off the table.

“If only I had some milk... Oh, wait, I have that!”

A thought suddenly flashed across his mind. Il-Ho reached out into the air. “Inventory!”

This was the blessing he’d received after clearing the Trial of Space and Time on the 40th floor. The Inventory was a 100-pyeong subspace that only Il-Ho had access to, where he could store his food and keep it fresh without spoiling. The White Dragon’s heart, which he’d obtained earlier, was also stored inside.

“Will you eat this?”

As the space ripped open, an unidentified potion bottle, filled with pure white liquid, emerged from it. He’d taken out a bottle from the Blessing of the Growth God’s series. Yu Il-Shin would call it “protein.” It had the same color as milk, so Il-Ho thought it might be suitable for the baby.

“Aboo! Aboo!” the baby’s eyes sparkled, holding her hands out. Il-Ho quickly sliced open the bottle’s opening with his dagger and handed it to the baby.

“Here, Baby! This potion is great for the muscles, so be sure to finish everything!”

The baby expectantly took a sip of the potion, but...

“Blegh.”

She spat it out immediately. Il-Ho panicked and caught the dripping potion with his hand.

“Gasp! What a waste!” Il-Ho cried out, greedily licking the potion off his hand. A drop of this was akin to a strand of muscle!

Probably affected by Il-Ho’s cry, the baby sniffled as tears welled up in her eyes.

“D-don’t cry. I’m not yelling at you!”

“Waaaaaah...!” the baby fairy cried, covering her eyes with her tiny hands.

Ack, God Yu Il-Shin! Please help me!

“Waaaaah!” The baby’s wails only grew louder.

Il-Ho bit his lip in frustration. At this rate, he’d be forced to bring out his secret weapon!

“Inventory!” Il-Ho pulled out a square, white object from there, and shoved it into the crying baby’s mouth. Moments later...

“Aboo~!”

Tasting the sweetness, the baby started giggling, as if she’d never cried in the first place.

Hic, my precious sugar cube, bestowed by God Yu Il-Shin...!

Il-Ho had used those sugar cubes to encourage himself whenever he braved the arduous trials of the Tower of Warriors. Originally an ant, Il-Ho naturally went crazy over sugar.

“Aboo~!”

The baby’s eyes sparkled as she reached her hands toward Il-Ho, as if asking for more sugar cubes.

“...Hold on a bit.”

Suck suck suck!

Unlike earlier, the baby was now sucking eagerly on the potion bottle while being piggybacked by Il-Ho. Yes, he had mixed the sugar cubes with the potion, leaving him with only three sugar cubes. As tears streamed down his face, Il-Ho decided that he had to get this baby fairy home and finish his mission as soon as possible.

“Wait, is that...?”

After running for about an hour, Il-Ho caught sight of a huge castle in the middle of a forest. Fascinatingly, that castle was made out of unusually large trees.

Although it wasn’t as majestic as the castle God Yu Il-Shin had built for the Gayami nation, it was still a beautiful structure, blending with nature.

However, that castle was on fire.

“Oh no! I have to hurry!” Il-Ho’s femoral muscles bulged.

Slam slam slam!

The ground exploded as if they were getting bombed, and Il-Ho, along with the baby fairy, leaped into the air.

The baby fairy cheered at the sudden leap. “Kyaaa~!”

Thud!

Il-Ho landed on the top of the castle, witnessing the devastation that occurred within.

“Kyaaaa! Save me!”

“Aaaargh! Please! Don’t eat me!”

“Kikikik!”

Crunch crunch!

The fairies screamed as the goblins threatened to devour them alive. The same carnage Il-Ho had seen at the pumpkin carriage earlier was happening all over the gorgeous castle. The only difference was that there were even more goblins.

An army of at least 10,000 goblins were capturing the fairies. They casted out their nets as if they were catching freshwater fish. The sight of the fairies being devoured alive by the goblins reminded Il-Ho of his time back in the Black Tribe. The nightmare of his siblings getting tormented and eaten by the imperial army!

“These rotten scoundrels!” blood surged to Il-Ho’s head as he was about to pop a vein. “Enough, you damned imperial soldiers!” he let out a thunderous roar.

“Krik?”

A goblin, which had been reveling in the slaughter, looked up.

“I will never forgive you!”

Il-Ho leaped from the top of the castle, crushing the goblin’s head.

Crack!

The goblin’s head was smashed deep into its body, as if it had been crushed by a sledgehammer. But that was only the beginning.

Whirl! Crack!

Il-Ho ran across the entire battlefield. Soon, the goblins—the giants of despair to the fairies—were crushed like worms. They fell to their deaths with each blow from him.

“K-kirrrk!”

Witnessing the gruesome deaths of a hundred of their comrades, the remaining goblins were in terror.

“Kyaaa!”

A few of them even screamed and fled—no, attempted to.

Swoosh! Baaam!

Before they could escape, a house the size of a boulder came hurling at them, turning a portion of the fleeing goblins into a bloody mess.

Roar!

Suddenly, red flames burned ferociously, cutting off some of the goblins’ way out.

“Kieeeek!”

Thud thud!

Before Il-Ho was a goblin clad in tattered robes, wielding a flame staff, and a 2-meter-tall muscular goblin.

The robed goblin, who conjured the wall of flames, glared grimly at his comrades.

“Useless fools! Do you call yourself the royal army?! I’ll kill anyone who dares to flee myself!”

“Kieeek!” the goblins gasped, falling to their knees in submission.

They weren’t ordinary goblins. The larger, stout one was an evolved species called the Goblin Warrior, equivalent to a thousand troopers. The staff-wielding goblin was another evolved species called the Goblin Mage. Since it could wield magic, it was highly favored by the king.

The moment the Goblin Mage spotted Il-Ho and the baby he was carrying, its eyes lit up menacingly.

“Ooh! Isn’t that the newly appointed Fairy Queen? Kehehe, she’s alone. Warrior! Rip that worm to shreds and bring me the Fairy Queen! The king and our god demand their sacrifice!”

“Kyaaa!”

With a loud roar, the Goblin Warrior charged at Il-Ho. It was twice the size of an ordinary goblin, which stood about a meter tall, and was covered in shredded muscles.

“Hmph! Soft muscles! Have you ever been in a fight before?!”

But the Goblin Warrior wasn’t a match for Il-Ho.

Crack! Crack! Crack!

“Kweeek!”

Pitiful screams and bloody scent permeated the entire grounds like hell on earth. Il-Ho snapped all of the Goblin Warrior’s joints, reducing him into a cube of meat.

“Huh?!”

The Goblin Mage widened in astonishment at the sight.

“Hmph! You call those ‘muscles’?! Such a disgrace!” Il-Ho growled and kicked the cubed Goblin Warrior.

Swoosh! Baaam!

It landed in the middle of the army of ten thousand goblins.

“Kieeek!”

“Kyaaak!”

Il-Ho’s dastardly might struck fear into all the goblins present, including the Goblin Mage.

Oh my god! W-where on earth did this monster come from?!

Trembling, the Goblin Mage looked at Il-Ho.

“Y-you ill-bred! You must be their leader! Unforgivable!”

Il-Ho waved his bloody hand, encroaching on the Goblin Mage like a grim reaper.

“Hyiiee! M-monster! Stop! Don’t come any closer! O’ Almighty God, One Who Dwells in the Ugliest Filth! Please bestow your power upon my staff!”

The Goblin Mage’s staff pulsated with unusual energy before unleashing a powerful blast of fire like a flamethrower toward Il-Ho.

Kwaaah!

Il-Ho merely stared at the flames as it threatened to swallow him. Then, he nonchalantly said to the baby on his back, “Child, cover your ears.”

“Aboo!”

After making sure that the baby fairy had covered her ears with her hands, Il-Ho smirked and drew a deep breath. His pectoral muscles expanded with terrifying force. After clearing the Trial of Fire, Il-Ho’s muscles could resist the fire, but the same couldn’t be said about the baby fairy.

So, he decided to do something about it.

“Muuuscles!” Il-Ho roared in the direction of the flames.

Psss...

“Hiiiiic!”

The Goblin Mage couldn’t believe what it was seeing. The flames he’d conjured with the god’s power were extinguished just like that!

“H-how did you...?”

The Goblin Mage retreated, but Il-Ho closed in on it.

“Hmph! Compared to my trained muscles, those flames are nothing but candlelights!” n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

“Aaargh! Save me!”

The Goblin Mage screamed and begged for his life, but in the next second, Il-Ho kicked its head to pulp.

“...”

Briefly, an eerie silence fell over the battlefield.

“Kieeeek!”

“Kweek!”

After losing their commander, the horrified Goblin army instantly scattered in all directions.

Il-Ho gnashed his teeth as he watched them. “I won’t spare any of you, you beasts!”

He had no intention of letting the Goblins escape with their lives.

Thus, he raised the boulder he’d thrown at the Goblin Warrior earlier. If he were to throw it as it was, only dozens of them would die. Thankfully, Il-Ho had mastered a certain technique when he fought against Buttor, the Poison Sword.

“Haaap!”

Tossing the boulder into the air, Il-Ho simultaneously leaped toward the sky. He saw the Goblins scrambling like ants beneath him.

Training his eyes on them, Il-Ho clenched his right fist, which muscle was about to burst.

“Muuuuscles!”

He smashed the boulder.

Baaaam!

With a roaring explosion, the boulder shattered into thousands of pieces, raining down on the fleeing goblin army like a shower of bullets.

“Kyaaaak!”

“Aaaargh!”