The Frozen Player Returns

ing the eight robot arms installed on his torso.

“It is to obtain power that allows you to do the impossible.”

“Ten arms? Are you an octopus or something?”

“Contractor, octopi have eight arms.
It is squids that have ten appendages.”

“I guess he’s a squid, then.”

Yoo Joo-Wan’s face contorted.
For some reason, being compared to a squid pissed him off.
“I will slaughter you using the Galaxy Staff Technique.”

“Geez, why do you keep putting ‘galaxy’ in front of everything?” Did he think he was cool?

Seo Jun-Ho smirked.
“Okay, then this spear will now be Galaxy Black Dragon.”

Vrrr?! 

The spear believed him, and it seemed like it wanted to jump with joy.

“Hey, it was obviously a joke.” This wasn’t a good look.

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Vrr…

White Dragon wilted, and the cold air it gave off weakened.

“That’s enough joking around.” Each of the ten hands held a staff and took a stance.
“I will take my time demonstrating the great futility of trying to fight ten transcendent martial artists at once.”

Swoosh! 

’

Yoo Joo-Wan dashed down the hallway, and his arms moved like lightning.

‘Delayed attacks.’ 

This was an offensive technique that Seo Jun-Ho had also studied while training with Seo Jun-Sik.
As he expected, the ten staffs swung at Seo Jun-Ho at different intervals.

“Hup!” Seo Jun-Ho struck them aside, wielding White Dragon as weightlessly as if it were a cloud.

“Impressive!” Seeing his opponent handle the attack better than he expected made things even more exciting for Yoo Joo-Wan.
The air around him changed.
“Can you take this one, too?!”

The movement of the staffs suddenly changed.
Earlier, they were only focusing on speed, but now, some of them grew heavy, some of them grew more elegant, and some of them changed in a variety of ways.
It really did feel like Seo Jun-Ho was fighting ten martial artists at once.

‘Hm.’ 

At that, his hands moved busily even as it felt like his head was spinning.
It was because he didn’t have the ‘best fighting style’ that Hart had mentioned on the 2nd Floor.

Pow!

The attacks he couldn’t block started to injure him.

“Ahahahaha! Did you intend to stand against the Alliance Leader with only this level of skill? You are a fool! A fool!”

“…Look how riled up that fucking beggar is.”

Clang! 

Seo Jun-Ho buried White Dragon into the ground, creating a wall of ice.
He spat out the blood pooling in his mouth.

“Ice? Can you use the techniques of the North Sea’s Ice Palace?”

“I swear, this guy never gets anything right.” Regardless of his useless chatter, Seo Jun-Ho had already reached his intended goal.

‘So this is the power of a transcendent Sect Leader of one of the Ten Great Families.
Thanks for the info.’ 

This was more than enough.

Seo Jun-Ho put White Dragon away.

“You’re throwing away your weapon? Have you decided to surrender?”

“No.
I just don’t think I need this anymore.”

At some point, a chain made of shadows had replaced the spear in his hand.

“…?!” Yoo Joo-Wan sensed that something was off and looked down at his feet.
He felt a great force pulling at his ankle and saw that the chain was tied around him.

‘When?’ 

He reached down to remove the chain without even giving himself the time to finish the question.

“What?” There was strong pressure pulling on his ankle, but when he tried to touch the chain with his hand, his hand passed through it as if the chain was a lie.

“Sorcery! You’re using sorcery like a coward!” Yoo Joo-Wan yelled at the strange sight.

“Says the guy who has ten arms.” Several black balls appeared before Seo Jun-Ho.
“Black Ball.”

He snapped with his fingers, and they shot out like arrows, aiming for Yoo Joo-Wan.

However, the pathetic attack made Yoo Joo-Wan scoff.
“Is that all you have?”

’

“Of course not.”

The balls started multiplying.

‘I-Impossible.’ While he was hitting them aside over and over, he eventually noticed that they had proliferated to number in the hundreds.
He didn’t even have space to dodge or hit them aside in the small hallway.

In the end, the black balls started exploiting his openings.

“Gah!”

Every time he was hit, his bones would get crushed, making him freeze from the unimaginable pain.
Yoo Joo-Wan knew that he couldn’t just stand there and take it.
He couldn’t get hit by even more balls.

Clink.
Clink. 

Seo Jun-Ho started pulling on the chain in his hand.
As he did, the distance between him and the Yoo Joo-Wan started to shrink.

“The robot implants really are impressive,” Seo Jun-Ho remarked.
The technology allowed normal people to reach levels of power that they could have never reached otherwise.

However, that was the end of it.

“But even if my arms and legs were cut off, I will never do such a thing.”

“Ridiculous! Sorcery is all you can use! Sorcery!” Yoo Joo-Wan roared, spitting blood as he tried to block the black balls.
However, his bark was stronger than his bite.

Clink.
Clink. 

By the time he reached Seo Jun-Ho, Yoo Joo-Wan had already been reduced to a lump of flesh and blood.
He fell to the ground as his knees collapsed, and small spasms ran through him.

“I-If you… kill me… the Alliance won’t let…” He warned.

Slice! 

Seo Jun-Ho cut off Yoo Joo-Wan’s head with the edge of his magic-enhanced hand.

“Yeah, they won’t let me get away with it.
But if I were scared of them, I wouldn’t have set out to do this in the first place.”

Seo Jun-Ho looked down at Yoo Joo-Wan’s corpse with cold eyes and made the latter confess.

‘I see.’ Seo Jun-Ho’s assumptions were correct.
The Alliance Leader had a total of four people assisting him, and he was aiming to become the god of this world.

‘Many of his memories have either been sealed or locked away.’ It was proof that the Alliance Leader didn’t fully trust even those working for him.
If that weren’t the case, then he wouldn’t periodically erase their memories.

“So he was watching me…”

The final memory Seo Jun-Ho saw was Namgung Jincheon sitting at his seat of honor.
His eyes were closed, closely watching the battle that was happening tens of kilometers away from him.
It was likely that he had done this by hacking into the chip installed in Yoo Joo-Wan’s head.

‘I guess he knows about Watchguard of Darkness and Frost now, then.’ 

Seo Jun-Ho didn’t know much about his enemy, but his enemy knew about him.
He was at a heavy disadvantage.

“It could be possible that this man was stationed here as bait to test the strength of those who dare to trespass into the Imperial Palace,” said the Frost Queen.

“That’s so dirty.” Yoo Joo-Wan had served the Alliance Leader as his vassal for centuries, but the former was thrown away like he was nothing in the end.
“It’s only right for scum like him to die.”

Leaving the corpse of the poorest man in the galaxy behind, Seo Jun-Ho climbed up to the top floor of the Imperial Palace.