Chapter 24
Constitution Enhancement
Elixirs.
These are potent, mystical substances imbued with divine energy or extraordinary properties.
Their effects are strong enough to elevate a human’s “limits,” which is why it’s a principle to only consume one type at a time.
If different energies mix before being fully absorbed, they could become contaminated. Additionally, an overwhelming amount of energy coursing through the body can easily cripple a person.
Even the dosage must be kept to a minimum. Overuse of even a single type of elixir can cause internal energy channels to burst, leading to death.
Excess is as bad as deficiencyâthe phrase that best describes elixirs.
But for Park Chan-woo, things were different.
âIf itâs been converted into a buff effect, it means the elixirs are now treated as volatile effects.â
Perhaps it was because his body couldnât fully absorb the effects of the elixirs. Due to the status condition “Weakest,” his base stats were locked at 1, and so the effects of the elixirs were converted into temporary 100-hour buffs.
Buffs can be stacked without side effects, no matter how many there are. Since they are temporary, they fade away after time.
Of course, there are cases where buffs with opposing attributes cancel each other out and canât be stacked. But even that didnât apply to Park Chan-woo.
âThanks to Void, I donât suffer penalties even if the attributes clash.â
The effect of Void (Eternal), which he had impulsively purchased at the nightclub, removed the side effects of possessing opposing attributes.
This benefit wasnât limited to magicâit also neutralized the clashing energies from the elixirs.
As a result, Park Chan-woo could consume every elixir he came across without hesitation.
Now that he had consumed over 20 types of elixirs, his attack and defense power had both exceeded 1,000.
â…This is ridiculous.â
He let out a hollow laugh, finding the situation absolutely absurd.
He was far beyond the realm of understanding. If this had been someone else’s story, even Park Chan-woo himself wouldnât have believed it.
He probably would have scolded the person for making up such an unbelievable lie.
After all, having 1,000 attack and defense power was something only attainable at level 30 or higher, assuming you were fully equipped with high-grade gear.
But Park Chan-woo was Level -95. Negative.
By all logical standards, this was impossible. But perhaps it was fitting, given that Park Chan-woo had always existed in the realm of the impossible.
It felt like multiplying negatives had somehow resulted in a positive.
âThanks, Yoo Han-seop.â
He genuinely felt grateful to Yoo Han-seop.
The map Yoo Han-seop had unfurled. All the elixirs marked on it.
Park Chan-woo had been freely wandering around the Water God Abyss, collecting every one of them without missing a single one.
âBut⊠a change in constitution, huh?â
The elixirs had mixed together, causing a transformation in his constitution.
What exactly had changed?
Just as that thought crossed his mind, as if on cue…
âUgh.â
Park Chan-woo let out a small groan, clutching his chest.
He felt intense heat surging through his body, as though all the various energies from the elixirs were mixing together.
His already frail body, weakened by the conditions “Frail” and “Weakest,” constantly felt drained and vulnerable to illness and curses. His body was hypersensitive to even the smallest changes.
As his temperature suddenly spiked, the world spun around him, and sweat poured from his body uncontrollably.
âMmphâŠ!â
Park Chan-woo quickly covered his mouth and nose.
Instinctively, he realized that the elixirsâ energies were overflowing, trying to escape from him.
But the energy trapped inside only made his body burn even hotter.
Every cell in his body screamed in agony. A part of him wanted to scream along with them.
âEndure it, Park Chan-woo.â
Through sheer willpower, he held on, resisting the pain.
Constitutionâthe process of transforming the entire body.
It would be a lie to say it wasnât painful.
If he allowed the elixirsâ effects to escape now, the only result would be a failure. Park Chan-woo knew this well from past experiences.
He had felt something similar every time he broke through a level cap.
Humans hit a limit every ten levels, and only by breaking through that limit could they advance to the next level range.
The higher the level, the harder and more painful the trials became.
If you couldnât endure it, you couldnât break through.
Compared to the overwhelming despair he felt breaking past Level 90, this pain was nothing.
An ordinary person would have passed out a hundred times by now.
âI’m used to it.â
He had grown accustomed to it.
Not simply because he had surpassed many limits before.
To survive, he had endured all kinds of suffering.
Even when he had been captured by âHuman Huntersâ and had molten metal poured over him, or when his fingernails had been ripped out and salt rubbed into the wounds, Park Chan-woo had never once given up on himself.
Even when the demon known as the âButcherâ skinned him alive for thirty hours, or when he was trapped by the âIllusionary Fairyâ and tormented by horrifying visions for thirty days.
Park Chan-woo endured it all.
So what was this compared to that?
No matter how weakened his body had become, the idea that Park Chan-woo, who had returned from a horrifying future, couldnât endure this was absurd.
Soon, his expression relaxed. Gradually, a calmness returned to his eyes. As his energy stabilized, another message appeared.
ăImmunity to a Hundred Poisons.ă
ăYou cannot be poisoned or harmed by most toxins.ă
AhâŠ!
A smile tugged at the corners of Park Chan-wooâs lips.
It seemed that the various elixirs had spread throughout his body like poisons. Their immensely powerful effects must have felt no different from venom.
By adapting to all of those energies, he had achieved âImmunity to a Hundred Poisonsâ.
If he hadnât blocked the energy from escaping through his mouth and nose, he would have only gained a lower-tier immunity like âImmunity to Ten Poisonsâ, or just a minor poison resistance.
âIn the Abyss, poison resistance is invaluable no matter the reason. And now Iâve gained immunity to a hundred poisons.â
This wasnât just a simple resistanceâhis entire constitution had developed immunity to toxins. Regular poison resistance only protects against certain types of toxins at specific levels, but with his constitution changed, he could now withstand even the most lethal poisons to some extent.
That distinction was critical.
At least now, he wouldnât die an untimely death from poison.
Soon enough, poison-user Avatars would emerge in full force. There would be Abysses where entire regions were filled with poisonous mists or monsters so venomous that a single touch could bring death.
Other types of resistance were important, but poison resistance could almost be considered essential.
âIâve acquired something truly rare.â
Rare? No, it was beyond rare. At this point, it was something practically impossible to obtain.
Not just ordinary poison resistance, but âImmunity to a Hundred Poisonsââsomething only a very select few could ever achieve.
Of course, when one reached around level 80, it was possible to naturally develop a comparable ability, but even that was no simple feat.
âI wonder⊠if I keep consuming elixirs, could I reach Immunity to a Thousand Poisons or even Immunity to Ten Thousand Poisons?â
The thought arose naturally.
After consuming twenty types of elixirs, he had gained Immunity to a Hundred Poisons. The map Yoo Han-seop had displayed over 50 more elixirs.
If he consumed them all, could he achieve Immunity to a Thousand Poisons or even Immunity to Ten Thousand Poisons?
Especially Immunity to Ten Thousand Poisonsâa state where no poison could harm him.
No matter how lethal the toxin, Immunity to Ten Thousand Poisons would render it useless.
And as far as Park Chan-woo knew, there was only one person who had ever reached Immunity to Ten Thousand Poisons.
âImmunity to Ten Thousand Poisons, Fire Resistance, Unbreakable Body⊠that bastard had them all.â
That one guy, who had possessed not just one of these ultimate conditions, but all three.
The one who had been the first to reach level 99.
The person whose very name disgusted Park Chan-woo so much that he couldnât bear to speak it aloud.
Park Chan-woo shook his head, forcing the thought away.
At least for now, he was ahead of that bastard.
Even if it was limited to 100 hours, his attack and defense were overwhelmingly strong.
As much as he wanted to take out that bastard and every Avatar in this place, he knew…
âKilling the Water God comes first.â
Doing so would render his Non-Existence useless.
If the Creators and the Water God became aware of him, his entire plan would be ruined.
Even so, killing the Water God and helping South Korea achieve the 5,000-point goal had to come first.
Wiping the sweat from his forehead, Park Chan-woo left the cave.
Until he had consumed every elixir, he had no intention of resting for even a moment.
And besides…
âThe elixir that bastard was after⊠Itâs probably in the poisonous fog swamp.â
At that time, that bastard had definitely acquired an elixir from this place.
He entered the Water God Abyss to find it and hindered others from clearing the dungeon.
Since he had played the role of “savior” for quite some time, the story of his exploits was well-known.
Even back then, there had been reports of him leading people and “performing miracles in the poisonous fog swamp.”
That swamp wasnât far from here.
And according to the map, one of the hardest-to-obtain elixirs was hidden there, amidst the poisonous fog.
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âI am the strongest.â
Yoo Han-seop was powerful.
It wasnât just that he had the ability to gather people and lead the Dawn Fellowship. He could control his emotions, was cruel and ruthless, and had no fear of blood.
Perhaps due to his nature, he had been chosen by a powerful Creator and had been granted the status of an Avatar, receiving countless benefits.
He had talent. He was ambitious, and he never made half-hearted efforts.
A true prodigy in every sense of the word.
He surpassed all survival rate expectations within the Abyss, and during the First Nightâs Abyss, his martial prowess was so exceptional that he ranked 10th in contribution against the Twelve Divine Generals.
âEven the other Avatars canât match me.â
Fwoosh!
Yoo Han-seop smiled as he watched the burning corpse.
That made three now.
Three Avatars that he had killed.
Despite the extensive support these Avatars had received from their respective Creators, they were no match for Yoo Han-seop.
However, Avatars were meant to be the leaders of humanity, beings that stood above all others. They werenât weakâYoo Han-seop was simply exceptionally strong.
Unlike normal humans, when Avatars died, their bodies burned completely, leaving only charred remains, making them easy to distinguish.
Every time an Avatar’s corpse went up in flames, his Creator rewarded him with a Gold Box.
This was the price Yoo Han-seop received for punishing the thieves who had stolen from the Creator’s carefully placed arrangements.
Yoo Han-seop wasted no time opening each gift.
ăYou have obtained Earring of Magical Energy (Lv 7, Rare).ă
ăYou have opened the Gold Box.ă
ăYou have obtained Amber Knee Guards (Lv 7, Unique).ă
ăYou have opened the Gold Box.ă
ăYou have obtained Shoulder Pads of the Wild (Lv 7, Rare).ă
â…Unique. Not bad.â
One out of the three items was of Unique grade.
In fact, it was more than just “not bad”âthis was an excellent haul.
For a standard Gold Box, this was one of the better outcomes.
The highest-grade piece of equipment Yoo Han-seop currently possessed was the Sword of the Silver Knight (Epic), which he had obtained from the Gold Box (â ) in the First Nightâs Abyss.
âNormal, Rare, Unique, Epic⊠Beyond this, thereâs nothing higher that weâve discovered yet.â
As far as he knew, the highest grade humanity had reached was Epic. No one had yet heard of anything beyond that.
With trembling eyes, Yoo Han-seop examined the newly acquired equipment.
Level: 7
Grade: Unique
Description: Knee guards adorned with amber.
Equip Slot: Knee Guards
Defense: 23
Durability: 2,000
Unique Option:
– (1) Increases health by 2.
âOhh, a unique option!â
Yoo Han-seop clenched his fist, grinning.
From Unique grade onward, items came with Unique Options.
These options often boosted stats or granted special abilities to the user.
At this point, even an increase of just 1 stat point was crucial.
A bonus of 2 to his health? There couldnât be a more gracious gift.
âThank you, my God! I will work even harder, giving my all to punish these thieves.â
Yoo Han-seop bowed deeply, expressing his gratitude to his Creator.
With his new equipment, including the Amber Knee Guards, he was now more than prepared to hunt down more Avatars.
He unfolded the map and made his way toward another marked location where a remaining âarrangementâ had been placed.
Though the previous âarrangementsâ had already been stolen, Avatars who were unaware of that fact would still come here.
And soon enough…
âHeâs here.â
As expected, someone appeared.
The fact that this person had arrived here meant there was a high chance they were an Avatar.
However, when Yoo Han-seop saw who had arrived, his expression hardened.
â…That guy?â
The man who had killed a Dragon General in a single strike during the First Nightâs Abyss…
âŠIt was none other than Lee Hyuk-soo.