Leveling with the Gods

Chapter 316

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Being able to change form brings quite a few advantages.

This is especially true for items with near-infinite strength, such as the heart of Uranos.

Convenience and efficiency.

It was just as important as the power of an item when choosing it.

For example.

Chigijiji-ji-ji-ji.

The flash of gloves in my hand shrank.

Uranus’ heart has changed into the form of a ring. The ring was the most preferred type of item for all players except weapons.

It was because it was the most convenient and light to wear.

All you need is imagination. It is not difficult to use.’

It was a familiar form of use. Changing the shape was as easy as flipping the palm, and now all that was left was how to use the shape transformation in battle.

YuWon was also the first item to change its shape freely.

All that’s left is power.

Digging paper-.

Squeezing.

The mana from the ring formed a spear, and YuWon’s hand grabbed it as hard as it could.

And the next moment.

Flashing!

The spear that left YuWon’s hand flew through the clouds into the sky.

* * *

There is the biggest event in the horse race.

It was a very big event to say that the Ma people existed for the day.

“Let’s step on it all this time.”

“Michael’s all better.”

“I guess I hit Zeus and he grinds his teeth.”

“Archangels, by anyhow. He’s got no skills, but he’s got no pride.….”

“Let’s make a bet on who kills more this time.”

The horsemen raised speculation.

Unlike their usual harnesses, the sky where they stood was blue and clear without a cloud.

The world on the 93rd floor, the sky.

There were people gathering one by one.

And in between.

“This Cheonma Daejeon is special.”

Beemort was more motivated than ever.

“Michael’s injuries are fatal. In addition, Ragnarok has dealt an indelible blow to the sky.”

Smiles.

With a big smile on his face, Beemort opened his arms wide toward the Ma people.

“Follow me! Then I’ll let you drink the blood of the angels to your heart’s content! This is the perfect opportunity to rank!”

“Waaah!

“Beemort!”

“Beemort! Beemort!”

Hot enthusiasm.

Beemort, who was speaking looking down at the Ma people from the cliff, nodded pleasantly.

It was then.

“Oh, that cheesy speech has no progress.”

There was a voice pouring cold water on the hot atmosphere.

Beemot, who turned his head, frowned. He wanted to swing a hammer in his hand right away, but he couldn’t.

“You take some responsibility for your position, Diablo.”

“We, the Ma people, are not just a group, but a group of people who become stronger when given freedom. Why don’t you stop doing useless things?”

It was Diablo lying on the side with a chair that he didn’t know where it was brought from.

The two men’s thoughts were the opposite.

Beemort and Diablo that the Ma people should move more systematically.

The two men’s ideologies clashed every time, and because of that, the two forces had never been united.

“Why are you doing this nonsense in the first place…….”

Diablo, with his tongue clenched in patheticness, slowly raised his body, which had been lying at an angle.

“It’s a fight that ends when we catch Metatron. But it’s always so grandiose.”

“It’s not just Metatron. All the angels are our enemies.”

“Beemort.”

Beemort was startled by his husky voice.

At the moment, Diablo’s eyes seemed to show a reddish aura.

“Why don’t you be a little more honest?”

“…what do you mean?”

“It’s because of the ranking, isn’t it? Winning or losing this fight will change your ranking.”

Ranking was an honor and power for the ranker.

Also, it was the most obvious figure to prove one’s worth when looking for a guild or a job.

And this figure is more valuable in the horse race.

The order of the Demons was determined by the ranking. Diablo, with its highest ranking, became the leader of the Ma people.

“Aren’t you going to make a group somehow to raise your contribution and raise your ranking?”

At Diablo’s words, Beemort sneaked away from his gaze.

“I don’t care about that.”

After turning completely, Beemort began to look at the other horsemen again.

And Diablo clapped his tongue and leaned back on the chair, looking pathetic at Beemot’s response.

“Not interested.”

Beemort.

Of all the demons, he was the least favorite.

He was ranked third, second only to himself and Baal, and his propensity was completely the opposite.

A man who tries to harness the power of an organization rather than his own.

Diablo didn’t like that behemoth the most.

“He’s so big, he’s so scared.”

Diablo’s eyes murmured in a husky voice saw over the clouds that connected far away.

a sky-ruled floor

It’s been 20 years since I came here.

It’s coming soon.’

The battle between the horse and the sky that comes back once every 10 years.

At first, they showed their teeth with hostility toward each other, but now the meaning has changed.

At some point, the Administrator intervened in the fight, the system was given, and the young Ma people started the Cheonma War as if it were an event.

In Diablo’s mind, scenes from the past of the Great War of the Heavenly Horse crossed his mind.

‘Now it’s a kid’s joke compared to then.’

The Ma people down there didn’t know the Great War of Cheonma.

It wasn’t just them.

The same was true of Beemort and some other demons.

The Cheonma Daejeon they experienced was nothing more than a feast to express the anger of the Ma people and to see the blood they wanted so badly.

Struggling to survive?

Revenge?

They probably don’t have that.

“I’m sick of it.”

“I agree.”

Diablo stretched his neck and looked behind the chair.

When did you get so close, someone was looking down at you.

And over his shoulder.

“Baat-.”

There was a small child waving a cute round hand at him.

* * *

Diablo invited YuWon to a hastily made barracks with the Ma people.

The barracks looked pretty big and strong considering they were made in a few minutes. Inside, there was a chair to sit facing each other, so it was quite spacious.

YuWon, who looked around the quickly built barracks, nodded with a face that was as expected.

“The Magicians learn magic from their infancy, but it must be true.”

“That’s what kids do these days. When I was young, there were people who used magic before babbling.”

“Are you talking about yourself?”

“Sure.”

Diablo, who showed off with a shrug, asked YuWon in the opposite seat.

“How did you get here?”

“I came up after taking the test.”

“That’s what it is. But you didn’t run into him, did you? It’s not even a small world with 93 stories.”

The 93rd floor was about half the size of YuWon’s Earth. It’s not that big, but it wasn’t even a small world.

It’s hard to say we bumped into each other. Furthermore, YuWon came straight to Diablo among so many horsemen.

“I’m here for business.”

“Like in Ragnarok?”

“Yeah.”

“You must have brought something fun again this time.”

Diablo smiled, showing his teeth.

Ragnarok was the funniest thing he’s ever been through. The most interesting thing was Ragnarok, which was full of boring and boring things.

“And you’ve changed a lot.”

Diablo’s eyes on YuWon were young.

When YuWon first appeared, there was a feeling that something had changed. But at first, I couldn’t tell right away, and after some time, I was convinced that I kept seeing him close.

Something has changed.

It wasn’t just atmosphere or eyes.

The flow of mana surrounding YuWon itself has changed. Even if you try to hide it, you can’t hide it.

“You killed Indra?”

YuWon’s eyebrows wriggled at an unexpected question.

It can’t be a secret forever, but I didn’t expect it to get into Diablo’s ear so soon.

Diablo shrugged at the expression of how he knew.

“You’ve been ranked.”

“Ranking?”

“What? You didn’t see it?”

Unlike other rankers, YuWon didn’t really care about the ranking. It’s been a long time since I’ve mastered such things, and I’ve already mastered the rankings of most rankers.

But the ranking went up in that short time.

I could see how certain it was that the ranking management office was handling the work.

“These days, your story is a hot topic even among the Ma people. How can the ranking go up so fast? Maybe once you’re really ranked, you’ll be ranked again.”

YuWon’s response was also lukewarm at Diablo’s words.

Usually, if the ranking went up, I would take out the player kit and check it out, but it was an unexpected response.

“You don’t like it very much.”

“Confirm, we can do it later.”

“It’s a freak anyway.”

Diablo grinned.

As expected, talking to YuWon was much more fun than the others shivering in front of him. I was already looking forward to what he would do this time.

Those who don’t know the details might think Odin or Sourt is the main character of Ragnarok, but Diablo knew.

YuWon was the one who caused Ragnarok, no matter what anyone said, YuWon was the one who caused Ragnarok.

“So? What brings you here again? Something funny happened?

“What else do you want me to ask you said.

“Is it because of the Cheonma Daejeon?”

“Yeah.”

Just in case, as expected.

This time, I didn’t miss my expectation. YuWon came here because of the Cheonma Daejeon.

Among the rankers living in the tower, an event that everyone knows when their ears are open.

YuWon is interested in that very thing.

“It’s a boring fight. There’s a purpose to kill, but neither side is willing to win.”

I’m a little out of interest.

Cheonmajeon has been through hundreds of times. But for Diablo, the latest Cheonma Daejeon was nothing more than children’s play.

That’s why Diablo was interested in Ragnarok.

The recent Cheonma Daejeon was really boring.

“If you want to participate in the Cheonma Daejeon, do so. But you probably won’t be very happy. The angels, too, but we also think this fight is noble.”

“I’m not trying to fight.”

A question mark floated over Diablo’s head.

The Great War was a war. It was only recently that the form had deteriorated and became a trivial event.However, that form was as clear as it should be.

A fight to kill and kill.

YuWon, by the way, was saying he wouldn’t fight in the Great War.

“What do you mean?”

“There is work to be done here.”

“Things to do?”

“Since this moment…….”

The biggest event on the 93rd floor.

Heavenly Horse War.

In this once-in-a-decade fight, YuWon’s job was the opposite of an angel or a demon.

“Stopping the War of the Thousand Horse.”