Leveling with the Gods

Chapter 85

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“It’s just the beginning.”

“Ha ha. The Minister is the only one. I can’t believe all those young people gathered together to compete.”

“This mass war will be a long-standing one.”

“Why don’t we change the rules of the war to this side?”

“That’s a very good idea!”

The stadium stands, especially for specially invited spectators.

From there, we could see the stadium at a glance.

It was a place where only the Rankers of Moorim who hosted the game could enter.

“The Lord of Zegal has done a great job.”

“That’s right, I almost gave the glory of Moorim War to a small religious leader of Mahyo.”

“That’s all? How high is your interest in this battle?”

“Ha ha! What a great boon this is?”

Namgoong Jinwoon had a hard time holding back his ears.

Wrinkles on the snake-like eyes. Zhugel, who was a householder of Zhugelsega and a general of Murim, smiled at the continuing praise.

“Ha ha. What have I done? It’s all thanks to the Lord Chang’s word.”

“Oh, yeah. That’s right.”

“Of course, the spearhead has a very large ball.”

“I’d really like to visit my window after the game.”

“You’re always welcome. Hahaha!”

Changgeomun-ju and Moon So-baek were close friends with Zhuge Li recently. Namgoongjinwoon closed his eyes listening to them.

‘It’s rotten. It’s rotten.’

I’ve known for a long time that Moorim is festering little by little.

Sometimes whenever it was highlighted, it was not once or twice that I thought I was lacking.

And at the heart of it was always the Jegalsaeju Jegalsigyeong. As the second-in-command of Murim, he had already gathered more power than Namgoongse.

Only then did Namgoong Jinwoon realize.

The current impression has become a world where one has to wield one’s speech, not swords.

But.

“The herd has become like this because I am not good enough.’

Namgoong Jinwoon decided to make the Moorim Daejeon a turning point for Moorim.

(sighs)

The door opened.

I’m sure all the invited Rankers from the group came, but a new guest came to the room.

“Who is it?”

“Is there anyone else coming?”

“I think we’re all here.….”

The room overlooking the stadium at a glance was a dedicated space for guilds, the organizers of Moorim Daejeon. Of course, I couldn’t come in unless I was a man of Moorim.

Rankers in the room opened the door and looked at the new man.

More than seven tall, wide, hard-looking upper bodies, and red tarp.

It wasn’t a very common appearance. In particular, the red tarp was so noticeable that people did not prefer it.

The man looked around the audience and asked.

“Am I too late?”

“No, I’m just in time.”

The eyes of the audience turned to where the answer came from.

Namgung Jin-woon, who had been sitting in his seat with a sour face, got up from his seat.

Zhugeul stared at Namgoong Jinwoon with thin eyes.

What are you up to?’

Namgoongjinun is the founder of Namgoongsega.

It was never easy to see. In addition, the person who arrived now was a guest secretly invited by Namgoong Jin-woon.

“Who are you?”

“You seem to be a pack man, but…….”

Rankers in Murim looked up and down at the man.

He’s definitely an unusual person. Apparently, he was in his 40s, but if he was a ranker, he couldn’t guess his age from his outward appearance.

A ranker with a certain name should have known his name or face at least one or two people should have known his name or face here.

But no one here recognized a man. In other words, it means an unknown person.

“Will I be a master of the people around me?”’

What are you going to do about inviting someone like that?

I put Sue in the wrong place, Namgoongju.

Rankers, united around Zhuge Li, of course, did not feel much threatened.

It was natural.

The tide has already sloped in Irim.

Zhugel Gyung glared at Namgoongjinwun and smiled like a snake.

‘This is a time of speech, not a sword.’

The pen beats the sword.

More than half of Irim was already on Zhugel’s side.

“You’re late to introduce yourself.”

The man looked around and introduced himself with a gentle smile.

“I’m Chunmujin, who came here at the invitation of Namgoongseju.”

“Cheonmujin……?”

“Wait, don’t tell me.”

“Cheon……”

wide eyes

In an instant, the air in the room cooled cold. Some rankers even reached for a knife in the waist.

“If you pull it out, you’ll die.”

Chun Mu-jin’s eyes turned to Moon So-baek.

Before he knew it, he grabbed the handle of the sword.

“I promise.”

Gulp.

My throat stung from swallowing my dried saliva. The air feels heavy enough to cool your spine and frustrate your chest.

Moon So-baek dropped the hand he had taken toward the sword.

A smile was built around the mouth of Cheonmujin.

“Good thinking.”

Zoebuck, Zoebuck-.

The Chunmujin walked across the audience. Chunmu-jin, who walked out the window overlooking the stadium, opened his mouth again.

“I heard that the Roman Catholic minor almost won the championship. That could have been a big deal.”

Cheonmujin’s words contained bones.

Sneaking eyes.

Zhugel started preparing to go out at any moment.

I don’t know why Namgoongjinwoon called Cheonmujin here, but Cheonmujin couldn’t stay still after hearing this story.

“What’s wrong with you?”

by the way

“Do I look angry?”

Instead of getting angry, the Chunmujin seemed to have a rather subtle smile.

“Ha ha! It’s a misunderstanding. Not at all. What do you mean angry? Anyway…….”

In the eyes of Chunmu-jin, who turned his eyes under the stadium, YuWon was seen.

“The board you worked hard on will break.”

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the main stage of the Moorim War

A scuffle in which thousands of players fight on the same stage.

As time went by, the tension in the stadium increased. Glancing aside, Hargan had already closed his eyes in silence for a long time.

Perhaps they are preparing for a full-fledged fight.

[After a while, the final round of the Moorim War begins]]

A message came up in the air.

YuWon and several players made eye contact.

Already they were watching YuWon as if they had promised.

What a sight.

Only one person knows the face.

Jegal Jincheon. Is he the center?

Zhugel Jincheon, along with Nam Gung Hoon, was a player called Genius in the group. I remembered being a ranker in the future, but I was pretty cranky.

“Let me tell you.”

[10]

The moment the count begins.

“You’re the only one I have.”

Hargan has suddenly said something out of the blue.

“So don’t lose to anyone else.”

I could tell immediately what was in Hargan’s eyes.

Competitive spirit.

With his friend and goal at hand, Hargan was more motivated than ever.

Now I know how it came up so fast.’

Hargan’s reversed future.

It wasn’t just the result of the tutorial.

The emergence of a goal that could not be overcome by Hargan, who had always been the best, was a great stimulus.

[5, 4, 3…….]

You have to give me an answer anyway.

YuWon answered, pulling up a blunt sword.

“It won’t happen.”

And it’s the same for you.

[1]

The numbers are all decreasing.

[Let’s get started.

It’s like that.

The tension that had been tightened explodes, and one by one starts to move.

Chang, Chaang-!

Oh, my God!

Kwagwa, poof poof!

“Die!”

“Hey, why the fuck with me all of a sudden!”

“That’s what this final is all about anyway! You have to fight fast enough to stand out.….”

“Then you’ll die soon!”

In the beginning, greedy players moved.

Those who want to give up winning anyway and stand out from the crowd.

On the other hand, most of the players who wanted to win were watching the situation.

“There’s nothing good about using your stamina early on.’

But once it caught fire, I couldn’t help being the head of Asura.

Thousands of players who get tangled up like that.

And in between.

Whoosh!

A knife flew from the back of YuWon’s head.

Chigi-ji.

The knife scratched the floor without touching YuWon’s body. YuWon turned his body and saw a sword swirling in colorless.

Mana sword.

In the herd world, it was a skill called sword energy.

“I don’t think there’s one.”

YuWon’s head went up.

At the same time, YuWon’s gently curved sword blocks the spear from the top.

(sighs)

a fairly powerful blow

But what shook was not YuWon’s sword that blocked it, but a spear that had been ambushed from behind.

Chaeng!

Recognizing the failure of the surprise attack, Changsha hurriedly opened up the street behind him. YuWon looked around without moving from his seat.

“Don’t feel so wronged.”

Zhugel Jincheon.

He pulled out his fan and came to YuWon’s front.

“Cheonmaism is an old enemy of the blind.”

YuWon knew the evil relationship between the Catholic Church and the Murim. Although it was only a record, it was like the history and legend of the herd.

Sneak-.

Like this.

One by one, the players of Moorim, who had spread throughout the stadium, turned toward YuWon.

This figure probably doesn’t seem too unnatural, as it quickly became the head of Asura with the start.

Did you change the rules for this?’

I don’t know whose head it was, but it was simple and effective.

If it’s a battle involving thousands of people, it can naturally lead to a battle between a large number of people. Furthermore, it would be natural for the majority to join forces against powerful people like YuWon.

“There’s nothing wrong with it.”

Whoosh.

YuWon’s sword also had a mana sword.

“It’s all a bunch of crap anyway.

A much darker color than the crowd players in front of you.

Zhugel Jincheon looked surprised at the energy that had risen more than a meter.

Is it worth the name?’

How many mana stats should be required to produce a mana sword of that size?

It’s probably over 60 stats.

It certainly wasn’t the level of player in the lower section.

‘But…’ is not just a rumor.’

Rumor has it that Kim YuWon is simply an insurmountable wall.