Leveling with the Gods

Chapter 162

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[Blooddrop Necklace]

# Necklace made by weaving drops of blood. There is someone’s deep desire.

# Protects the user’s body.

# Three skills can be stored and used.

There was no great explanation for the item.

However, anyone could be greedy at least once if they saw the effect.

An item that can save three skills.

But for Hercules, it was worth more than an ‘item’.

“Why you!”

Coorrrrrrrrr.

The ground cracks and an earthquake occurs.

In Hercules’ anger, YuWon felt the chills for the first time in a long time.

It seemed as if his fist would reach out to him right away.

You’re so scary.’

Still, that anger won’t be directed at you right away.

As much as the necklace was in his hands, he would wonder why.

“I picked it up.”

“You picked it up?”

Cooong-.

My body is pressed down.

I feel like I’m getting stuck deep in the ground.

I thought I needed an explanation in a hurry.

“It’s exactly taken away.”

“To whom?”

“Ares.”

“Areth?”

“That’s what he had.”

the power of war and struggle

For having the same father, I knew his name.

Of course, I’ve never met him.

Ares didn’t play much in Giigantomacia, and he didn’t have much external activity.

“What’s wrong with him?….”

“Why would I?”

YuWon nodded at the necklace.

“Check it out for yourself.”

“…….”

Hercules looked down at the necklace in his hand with a blank face.

Blooddrop necklace.

The color just looks like blood, but unlike the name, it was a really beautiful necklace.

Hercules remembered exactly who the necklace was hanging on.

– Son.

Crunch-.

I couldn’t bear to put more force on it because I was worried it might break.

It wasn’t just a necklace, it was a relic.

Everyone will try to take advantage of you.

Hercules’ mother.

Shortly after the birth of Hercules, Alkmene looked at him and said,

I’m sorry, son. Because I gave birth to you. To be born in a difficult world.

A son born of the wrong fate.

Zeus hugged Alkmenne and gave birth to Hercules, and she hugged Hercules and cried.

Hercules.

The child who will be the best in the future, who inherited Zeus’ blood.

That’s why I’m going to be unhappy.

The world, and most of all, Olympus, will not let Hercules, who has this power, go away.

Nevertheless, I beg you.

Hercules clearly remembered.

The voice of a mother who held herself too big for a baby and cried.

And strangely enough, he understood what he meant, as a baby.

Be a good man who doesn’t wield his power.

Jal-Grak-.

The necklace was worn by Alkmene at the time.

She considered this necklace like her heart. She didn’t tell Hercules who she got it from.

‘Ares did this… ‘….’

Ares, son of Zeus.

Why did he have this necklace?

It was obvious that it was a coveted item. Items that can protect the body and store skills won’t be common.

Furthermore, the high-ranker deserved it because it was an easy-to-wear necklace.

But it didn’t matter.

The question was why his mother’s necklace, which was killed by the giants, was in his hand.

an unanswered question

‘Maybe he was lying to me.’

And doubt.

It was when Hercules looked at YuWon like that.

“The necklace can be used by storing three skills.”

Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeing.

Red light began to shoot through the necklace.

Hercules’ eyes trembled finely.

Familiar Mana.

“But unfortunately, only the user who saved the skill can use it.”

“No way….”

[User Verification Completed][User is Hercules, son of Alkmene]][“Memories of Necklace” will begin]

Whoosh!

The energy that surrounds Hercules.

If you resist, you can resist.

But Hercules didn’t do that.

“It must have been set to automatically activate the skill when the necklace returns to its owner.”

Skill that starts when Hercules puts the necklace in his hand.

It belonged to his mother, Alkhmene.

A little later.

The bright red mana from the necklace devoured Hercules.

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Although it was larger than its peers, a very small baby was in front of them.

A small hand covers the back of your hand.

Hercules looked at himself, who couldn’t even open his eyes properly.

‘Is this me?’

It was amazing.

It’s hard to see you.

It felt amazing.

The fact that she is smiling at her mother’s feeling.

Alkhmene was a beautiful woman with red hair. He was the guild leader and ranker.

She gave birth to a child of Zeus, the king of Olympus.

Unwanted childbirth, but she still loved Hercules.

Son, my son…….

Alkhmene’s feelings of holding Hercules in his arms were conveyed intact.

Memory of the necklace.

It had the ability to convey the feelings of Alkhmene, who was wearing a necklace.

‘Mommy…’

The scenery has changed.

Hercules really grew up in the blink of an eye.

As a child, he survived the snake Hera sent. Watching Hercules tear a snake with one hand, Alkmene almost fainted.

Hercules grew up fighting with someone from an early age.

Each time Alkhmene stepped forward and bowed his head.

Seeing that, Hercules thought he shouldn’t use his fist recklessly.

How long has it been?

Hercules passed the tutorial and became a decent player.

Mom, I passed the test! He’s ranked higher than my father!

Text from the first son after obtaining the player kit.

Alkhmene smiled at it.

It was a bitter, bitter laugh.

Great job, my son.

I remembered.

Texts exchanged with Alkhmene in the first player kit.

At the time, I thought I was proud of myself for passing the exam with good grades.

That wasn’t it.

“Why…….”

The memory of the necklace sheds light on Alkhmene.

How was your test? Wasn’t it hard?

Really? Did you make friends?

That’s great, but take a break for a while. I’m going to fall if I rush up.

Did you? But…….

“Why, are you crying?”

Text messages exchanged casually.

She shivered bitterly and wept and texted as if nothing had happened on the outside.

She hoped and hoped that this moment would not come.

“How come…….”

I thought you’d be proud.

I thought she’d be happy to be such a good ranker and glory Olympus, if she were to do the right thing.

Maybe it wasn’

The necklace continued to illuminate the long-awaited times.

As a ranker, he went to visit Alkhmene. Alkmenet welcomed him as always, and later met Zeus.

The great Olympian king, with golden hair hanging down.

Hercules has become a ranker.

– You are still young to enter the war.

As a ranker, she was not discouraged even in front of Zeus.

He would die if he just lifted his finger, but she raised her head.

She was now a much weaker mother than her son.

The war is still far away. It’s the ranking. You can raise it by then. It’s going to go up in no matter.

Are you sure you want to raise my son as a war weapon?

It’s my son before it’s yours.

No, I’m not.

In front of the king of Olympus, she shook her head proudly.

No matter how much your blood flows, it’s my son.

-……Yes, let’s say so.

Zeus nodded more easily than I thought.

Whoever’s son is anyway, it doesn’t matter.

For Alkmene, the most important thing was what Zeus couldn’t afford to eat today.

Whoever the son was, he didn’t really care.

Zeus had many children, and it was quite well known that he didn’t give affection to all of them.

but

War weapons?

This conversation was not something to let go of.

a war weapon

Something made, not a living person.

The war has been planned for a long time. It was at least insignificant for Zeus to put a child who inherited his blood into battle like Athena.

However, it was one thing to put a child into a war zone and another to give birth to a child to a war zone.

– You’re crazy.

Zeus, who was looking at the surface of the pond, looks back at Alkmenet, who spits out words.

Crazy?

That’s right. Doesn’t he look like a weapon like a spear, a knife, a bow to you?

That’s similar. Of course, it’s an unparalleled weapon.

So you’re crazy. How can I tell my son…….

– Any son or daughter. There are plenty of women who want to have their own children.

You!

If only I could break the ceiling of this tower…….

The ceiling of the tower.

It was a story that Hercules also grew up hearing.

In this tower, there is a ceiling that no one has reached yet.

– I can make a second and third Hercules.

“Ha…….”

I laughed in vain.

That his life was planned by someone.

A son born to be used in war. Alkmenet knew about it and asked Hercules for it from a long time ago.

Don’t use your power.

Fortunately Hercules was a pretty obedient son.

It was that.

The reason his mother died.

Chuck, chuck, chuck-.

Dozens of people surrounding Alkhmene.

That’s right.

Someone walks out of it.

A face I’ve never seen before.

But in the memory of the necklace, Alkhmene knew him clearly.

– Areth.

The power of war and struggle…….

No, at this time he was just a newbie, not long after he was ranked.

Of course, there were a lot of rankers around him who supported Zeus.

Are you Alkmenne?

Okay.

Then there’s nothing more to say.

Chaang, Chang-.

Dozens of rankers pull out weapons such as spears and knives.

Alkhmenet’s face was calm, as if he had felt this moment from a long time ago.

Is the war starting soon?

Okay.

I’ve been thinking about a lot of things, and it’s just like Zeus.

– Don’t post that name recklessly.

Now that I’m dying, I can’t just say anyone’s name.

Feeling the wind blowing through the forest, Alkhmenet smiled with self-helpfully.

Soon after, she looked at Ares, another son of Zeus.

What number are you Hercules? The 2nd one or the third one?

-…….

Ares did not answer.

He was well aware of his own situation.

But it didn’t matter.

Zeus’s Sword of Faithful sword.

That’s how Ares lived his life.

– Put your neck out quietly.

Ares’ sword tip turned to Alkmene.

It’s so clear.

Hercules’ red-eyed teeth were chipped.

You are dead at the hands of a giant.

War weapons prepared for Gigi-Tomakia.

It was completed by the death of Hercules’ mother, Alkhmene.