Leveling with the Gods

Chapter 63

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I felt like a moth jumping into the fire.

YuWon walked into the purple blazing fire. A few steps inside, the torch engulfed YuWon in an instant.

Furious.

It’s not hot.

No, you have to think it’s not hot.

‘This fire grows on fear.’

The torch wasn’t just a fire that burned hot.

The power to take the form of ‘fire’ and eat and burn those who fear it. That was why the torch was really dangerous.

‘Don’t be afraid of fire.’

Chigi-ji.

It was hot.

The deeper we went, the greater the heat. Each step forward will increase the firepower.

People are bound to be afraid.

‘Huan’ resists ‘Seonghwa’.]

The “Clothes of Fire” resist the “Seong Hwa.”]

Fortunately, fire was quite resistant. There were many times when I went up the tower and had to die, so I was not afraid of pain or death.

That was not the problem.

Open your mouth wide open your mouth.

The blazing flames gather to form a shape.

Shapes that change shape from time to time.

It was made up of hideous and bizarre figures that could not be expressed in a single word, disturbing YuWon’s eyes.

The egg of ? opens its eyes.]

The egg of ? reveals its teeth.]

I can feel the egg wriggling.

YuWon opened his mouth, clutching the waist of the inventory.

“Stay still.”

Orochi’s body is good, but the torch is different.

This was YuWon’s test to overcome. Especially if the opponent is a god outside the tower.

Besides…

“If you eat it all, I don’t have my share.”

The egg ate Orochi’s body.

He certainly had the power to exercise his physical strength. However, if the egg eats up the flame like last time, YuWon’s position.

As Chun Moo-jin said, this is the process of obtaining the torch.

I don’t believe in prophecies, but the system is trustworthy enough.

My heart is beating.

a growing flame

And YuWon’s heart beating hard as he walked into it.

I felt like I hadn’t felt it in a long time.

Outer is out of this world. Those who come from outside the world, including the tower, create a greater fear than death.

That’s what it is now.

The torch grew on fear. As he wound around YuWon’s body, he grew up eating fear and became a monster.

“I don’t know what you’re doing.”

A monster of purple fire that winds its body.

YuWon stared him in the eye.

“I’ve had enough of ‘Outer’.”

I’ve already experienced mental fear to the point of nausea.

In order to fight Outer, a strong mentality must be supported.

Otherwise, it’s hard to stand in front of them, let alone fight them.

And YuWon survived the war against Outer.

That’s right.

Walk forward.

YuWon came to mind.

The war against Outer. The fight against them.

The collapsing world and the monsters that eat it up.

“I’m not afraid of you.”

YuWon’s spirit was no different from then, although he became weak as he returned to the past.

“I…….”

No, it’s rather stronger.

“I’m back to win you guys.”

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Whoo-hoo.

At some point, the fire became silent.

Cheonmujin, who has been watching the torch for a long time, was also the first time to see it. It was natural that no one had ever challenged to take possession of the torch in the first place.

Did you give up?’

The torch, which had spread as if it would fill Cheonma-dong, was dying little by little. In the distance, YuWon’s shadow was seen as he entered the fire.

“You’re alive.”

YuWon was standing.

What I saw was the back. Cheonmujin waited for the torch, which had quickly become huge, to return to its original form.

by the way

Puths-.

The torch did not return to its original state.

Oh, my god.

A purple flame wound around YuWon.

Cheonmujin’s eyes opened wide.

“No way…?”

That’s what I’ve been hoping for.

But maybe because I’ve been here for so long, I really wondered if this moment would come.

Cheonmujin looked at YuWon.

The purple flames blazed in YuWon’s body.

The torch then wandered around YuWon like a goblin fire. YuWon turned his head and looked at the torch that turned into three blocks.

The torch hangs around YuWon.

The incredible Chunmu-jin hurried up to YuWon.

“How did it go?”

Cheonmujin looked YuWon in the eye.

YuWon’s eyes were not looking at Cheonmujin. The focus of YuWon’s eyes looking at the torch seemed somewhat blurry.

After a while.

Slipping.

YuWon’s body slowly collapsed forward.

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I couldn’t see anything in my cold eyes. In his dark vision, YuWon felt like he was floating in zero gravity.

Furious.

A purple flame rose above the black background.

It was the torch.

The flame, which rose like a goblin fire, slowly hovered around the view. It was a distinctly different reaction than before.

I thought you were going to fight.’

The torch was following itself.

It was only then that he looked like a vicious monster.

It was a test.

‘If you’re afraid of the power in front of you, you won’t be qualified to deal with it.’

And YuWon wasn’t afraid of the torch.

That’s what happened.

[You have earned 100,000 points][Power increased by 1.][Principal has risen by 2.

[Stamina increased by 1.][Sense increased by 1.][Horsepower increased by 1.][…….][He passed the test of “Cheonma Protestantism”]

You have acquired the top skill of Geohwa. The skill is destroyed.][Acquired the Holy Painting][You have acquired the title of “Chunma Protestant Minority”]

You are authorized on the 11th.][You can move to the next floor]]

In a ringing message, YuWon was convinced that the test was over.

Indeed, he has this fire in his hand.

Slippery.

The eyelids covering the snow slowly opened and saw the ceiling.

YuWon was lying under a blanket before he knew it. Sunlight came in through the crack of the door, perhaps because it was bright.

First, YuWon checked his physical condition.

Is there any burns?’

I groped myself with my hands, but I didn’t feel any pain.

The torch that felt like a dream came to mind.

And the message that I passed the test.

The next thing to check was the new reward.

[The Holy Fire.

# Rank : S+

# Proficiency: 0.00%

It’s a fire from #? In proportion to the feelings of the other person who is perceived as an enemy, it exerts greater firepower without the use of Mana.

# Do not harm the person you want.

# Wounded worse.

# Does not turn off.

The description of the skill was not much different than expected.

The fire that grows after eating emotions. At first glance, it was a vague explanation.

But few people are not afraid of fire in the first place. Fire is, of course, an object of fear only if it is not a giant who controls fire such as high rankers and suites such as Apollo and Surya.

And the torch was a fire that grew bigger after eating this fear. Just the grades of the skill proved it right now.

“It is a great advantage in the battle of the majority not to harm the desired target. Not to mention the deterioration of the wound.’

This is one of the skills of the fire line.

In addition to that.

Besides, this is more than a skill gain.’

Above all, the fact that the torch was composed of skills meant a lot to YuWon.

The torch was a force from outside the tower. YuWon knew the power of Outer throughout the long war.

The power is infinite.

So there were plenty of Rankers who coveted Outer’s power, but no one succeeded.

But that.

In an unexpected place, YuWon did it.

‘This isn’t enough, it’s overflowing.’

a satisfactory reward

It was worth the time.

But…….

“Cheonma Protestant Minor?”

YuWon recalled one of the messages.

What do you mean a Catholic minor?

‘호호’ means another name and position for the person. Hercules’ “Giant Massacre” and Son Oh Gong’s “Jecheon Daeseong” were also some of the names.

Usually, the title was hard for rankers to have more than one, which came out as a reward for the 10th floor.

[Cheonma Protestant Minority]

# Distinguished: Title

# Rank : B

# Has absolute control and command over the Catholic Church and its contracted believers.

# This title can be retrieved by a person with the title “Cheonma”.

a rank-class title.

The title is generally much more difficult to obtain than the skill, and, of course, it is as difficult to obtain a high-grade title as to win a star in the sky.

The rank was pretty high, if not as many as YuWon knew.

Of course the power of title itself was not so great.

But when you think of that ‘authority’, the story changes.

“Cheonma Protestantism…”?’

The Roman Catholic Church was an organization that had been against the guild ‘mass’. Although they’ve been cut off from the outside for a long time, their power can never be underestimated.

The value of such a title would be indescribable if it were to rule such a heavenly religion.

YuWon got up from his seat and went outside.

The waiting dispute led YuWon to the hostilities.

“Are you here?”

Chunmujin was sitting in the same seat as yesterday.

YuWon had packed all his things.

“You don’t have to be there now, do you? There’s nothing to protect.”

“Habit doesn’t get fixed very quickly. I feel uncomfortable going somewhere other than here, Won.

There is no longer a torch to be guarded by Cheonmujin. It will be held by YuWon in the future.

“I’ve been given a title.”

“You mean a small church owner?”

“Yes.”

“Take it. From the Holy Spirit to the Heavenly Horse, you’ll be qualified.”

“I wouldn’t come to Catholicism if I were a ranker.”

“Do as you please. It’s not meant to tie you up anyway. It’s a reward that you just passed the exam, so you can enjoy it.”

I made up my mind and said, but the answer was bland.

I was worried that Chun Moo-jin might have guessed him as the next Catholic church leader, but he didn’t seem to be.

That’s well enough as it is.

You don’t have to take responsibility, so you just have to enjoy the position to your heart’s content, as Chun Moo-jin said.

“I’ll take it with thanks.”

“Are you leaving right away?”

“I’ll stop by at the beginning of the Mass War.”

“Are you planning to participate in the Moorim World War?”

“If I’m down the 25th floor then, I’m going to think about it.”

Moorim Daejeon was a competition in which players who obtained residence qualifications from the 10th to 25th floors participated. The competition was held once every three years, and the Moorim competition was the most popular event in the lower-floor section.

“I see. Soon, it will be the War of the Moorim…”….”

Chun Moo-jin, who muttered as if recalling the past, nodded.

“I won’t meet you. I don’t think I’m the type to want that.”

“You saw it right.”

YuWon got up from his seat.

I didn’t have any luggage anyway. Food and everything else needed was in the inventory.

YuWon bowed to Chun Moo-jin and stood up.

It was to go up to the next floor.

“Moorimdaejeon…….”

The torch sought its owner, and the long, hard shackles that had been going on for a long time disappeared.

Chun Moo-jin, who had been obsessed with protecting the torch all his life, began to think about what to do for the first time.

And then suddenly.

Long before the torch appeared, I remembered what the Catholic Church had hoped for.

“Now I’m going back to the pack.”