Leveling With The Gods - Chapter 416

[Level Up with God Episode 416]

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64th floor.

It was a world located at the highest level of Asgard’s realm and was called Valhalla.

The unity of Asgard was to be achieved right there.

“It’s bustling.”

“Because a lot of people came from all over. “There are several large guilds participating.”

Yolche tore the bread in his hand, put it in his mouth, and mumbled.

Hargan, who was walking among the crowd, frowned and glared at the people passing by.

“Do you even think of it as a festival?”

“You and those guys are in different positions. “For them, harmony is a story from another world.”

For most players, things like the interests and unity of large guilds were a story from another world.

Where rankers gather, it becomes a festival. Players gather to see the high rankers of famous towers. And merchants flock to do business with such players.

There was no reason for people not to gather at a harmony venue of this size.

“This is not the place….”

“Those people or you.”

Yolche glanced at the bottle of alcohol in Hargan’s hand.

A specialty drink enjoyed in Valhalla. Hargan immediately opened his wallet while looking at the Valhalla liquor sold at a street vendor.

Hargan walked forward without paying attention to Yolche’s reaction, shaking his head and sighing.

The place Hargan headed to was a huge arena located in the middle of the street.

“Waaaah-!”

“Elda! Elda!”

“I won!”

“no way. “Why is the dividend so high?”

An arena comparable in size to the Colosseum on the first floor.

It was a place like a symbol of Valhalla, the world of warriors.

Unlike the arena, which was considered a sanctuary for the warriors of Valhalla, it was a kind of gambling place where points were bet and winners and losers were determined.

No matter how sacred the warriors of Valhalla were in battle, they could not live without earning a penny.

“Is this the famous Valhalla arena?”

Hargan’s eyes sparkled.

Valhalla’s arena was one of Hargan’s most interesting places in the entire tower.

While I was rushing to climb the tower, I couldn’t find the time, so I only looked at the outside, but today I had time.

“Oh….”

“…Ugh.”

Yolche shook his head at the sight of Hargan, whose eyes were preoccupied with the arena.

Even she had forgotten that she was already eating several snacks.

“The next challenger is a martial arts expert! A ranker who swings a huge spear like a tree branch! Banmuyul!”

“Banmuyul?”

“You’re a ranker recently produced by the martial world, right? “They say he uses his spear like a ghost.”

“Are the real guys starting to come out now?”

The next match has begun.

Hargan watched the dwarf race ranker and the martial world ranker fighting in the large arena.

A fairly intense fight.

When I tried to stay still, it started to hurt so much that I couldn’t stand it.

“surrender! It’s surrender!”

Lilliputian ranker Eldar raised both hands and shouted. I thought he would fight well despite his small size like a fairy, but since he had already played a few matches before, his stamina was bound to be relatively low.

“The winner is Banmuyul!”

“Waaah-!”

“Banmuyul! Banmuyul!”

“Great! “Twice as much!”

Some people cheered and some despaired. It was a common sight in arenas where people fight for points.

“Next challenger! Is there a next challenger? If you win the match, a fee of 0.4% of the points invested…”

Yolche, who had been watching the match together, turned around.

I thought I had seen one match and it was all over.

“If you’re done looking around, let’s go.”

“wait for a sec.”

“What more do you want to do?”

“I should be able to just pass by.”

“what? “You can’t believe it…”

No matter how much I thought about it, I still couldn’t believe it.

Hargan raised his arms.

“I challenge you!”

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Jeopuk-.

Hargan climbed onto the pitch.

Even trying to stop it was of no use. Hargan was the type of person who always did what he decided to do.

“When will you change that personality?”

Yolche sighs and shakes his head.

Hargan, perhaps aware of her reaction, smiled and put gloves on his hands.

“Hargan. “I’ve heard that name a lot.”

Ban Mu-yul twirled the spear in his hand with one hand.

A middle-aged martial artist with not a single strand of hair to be found.

He decided to shave his head long before he became a player because he thought his hair would only get in the way when he fights, and he was a ranker who recently rose rapidly in the rankings.

“You’re a direct descendant of Olympus, right? “I recently reached the 98th floor.”

“Has my name already become known to the rankers?”

“You too will soon enter the same world as us. That too pretty quickly. So, I have no choice but to hear the name.”

Whirly lick-.

Buuuuuuuuuu-.

The spear spinning in Ban Mu-yul’s hand became faster and faster.

“But it was too late. If the player wants to challenge this arena, they should come in the morning. “Now is the time for the rankers.”

Valhalla’s arena was a stage where everyone could participate and enjoy, from players who had just ascended to the 64th floor to top rankers.

An arena where the winner stays and the loser leaves.

Naturally, as time passes, stronger people emerge. In this way, Valhalla’s arena became a stage for players in the morning and a stage for rankers in the afternoon.

“Come back after you become a ranker.”

Buuuuung-.

chuck-.

Banmuyul, who was playing the spear brilliantly in his hand, aimed the tip of the spear at Hargan.

Kids, go.

It was as if he was saying that.

but.

“Wrong.”

Paget Paget-.

Hargan raised the corners of his mouth, exuding electricity as if he was ridiculing those half-hearted words.

“It’s not too late, but it’s sooner.”

“what?”

[The game begins.]

The start message rang just in time.

At the same time, Hargan’s hand stretched forward.

Flash!

Quauuuuung-!

A golden electric shock erupted from the palm of the hand and filled the stadium.

At the place where the lightning struck, Banmuyul was staggering and kneeling in a half-collapsed position with his spear on the floor.

“Turn it off…”

“What? “You lasted?”

As if proud, Hargan put his hands together and clapped softly.

Something that happened unknowingly.

Ban Mu-yul lifted his head with difficulty, wondering what had happened.

“What… how…”

“Ask something obvious.”

Hargan raised a finger.

“That’s because I’m stronger than you.”

Kwarung-!

Electricity falling down along the finger.

Ban Mu-yul’s knees, which were otherwise weak, buckled, and he lost consciousness.

A match that ended in an instant.

“Oh….”

“Wow….”

As if it didn’t feel real.

“Waaah-!”

The shout came out one beat late.

And in between.

Yolche, who was watching the match, sighed and shook his head.

‘That official.’

I understood that my body was getting hot while watching the game.

But the shame belongs to my colleagues. Perhaps tomorrow, articles about Hargan will appear in the kit.

‘What…’

Yolche, who was covering his face with one hand as if embarrassed, looked at Hargan, who was responding by waving his hand amidst the cheers of the people.

‘Anyway, there are only two steps left.’

Just two steps.

Hargan’s team had the distance left to reach the 100th floor.

Yolche, a pureblood, had no doubts that he would become a ranker ever since he teamed up with Hargan.

She, too, was so talented that there were no opponents other than players in the floor where she lived.

But no matter how it is.

She, too, had never thought that she would become a ranker so soon.

This was all thanks to Hargan.

As a direct descendant of Zeus, he had no rivals among players on the same level at first.

There was a wall named Kim Yu-won, but that was only because he was outside the standard.

Hargan had greater talent than any other ranker in history.

Plus.

‘I have become much stronger since that day.’

After destroying Olympus.

Hargan began to grow stronger rapidly.

The power of lightning he wields is already greater than that of most rankers from a long time ago.

Moreover, now that he was on the verge of becoming a ranker, most rankers had a level of power that made it impossible for them to even show off their business cards.

‘Did you say you got a piece of lightning?’

This was what Hargan told one day when he told his story.

A thunderbolt used by Zeus.

Hargan drunkenly said that he had gained some of that power.

‘The winner of today’s arena has been decided.’

Unless Brunnhilde, the head of Valhalla, came in person, it would have been impossible to stop Hargan with the rankers snooping around in this arena.

So many times.

Kwarung-!

The rankers who challenged Hargan’s hand fell one after another.

“Winner Hargan!”

“Wow….”

“The dividends are too salty, but this.”

“Is it difficult even for a warrior of Valhalla?”

“It’s overwhelming.”

“It would be difficult for some rankers.”

The last ranker to challenge was Valkyrie, the warrior of Valhalla, and a ranker from Asgard.

She definitely lasted the longest.

It was only one shot, but it was able to avoid Hargan’s lightning and even get quite close.

but.

‘Rather, close combat is more of a problem.’

In Yolche’s eyes, it only looked like the struggle of a foolish fox sticking its head into the jaws of a tiger.

‘Because that guy’s specialty was close combat originally.’

Hargan was a player with an infighter personality.

Although it was possible to throw lightning, it was not Hargan’s personality to create and throw a spear like Zeus.

Rather, he preferred to deliver a solid blow rather than to attack with his fists.

A fighting method that matches his hot personality.

“Are there any more challengers?”

“….”

“….”

Rankers looking at each other.

The audience became quiet. Occasionally, rankers with some reputation received harsh glares.

Why don’t you take on the challenge?

but.

‘I won’t be able to take on the challenge. If you’re a high ranker, you probably won’t know.’

This means that Hargan’s current skills are overwhelming.

Yolche took out the kit and sent a text message to Hargan.

[If you’ve done that much, come back now.]

Hargan, who was bored because there was no challenger, took out the kit on stage and checked the text message.

The reply came right away.

[Hargan: No.]

[Why?]

[Hargan: There needs to be a stage like this before debuting as a ranker.] After

receiving a text message from Hargan, Yolche realized why he was acting so conspicuously.

His ultimate goal is to become the king of Olympus.

And for that, the top priority was to raise the ranking as quickly as possible.

Now this was preparation for that time.

‘If you show yourself beating the rankers with overwhelming skills, your ranking, which is measured immediately after you become a ranker, will be much higher.’

Although he usually seems ignorant, at times like this he was extraordinary.

Although his methods were radical, Hargan’s actions always had a clear purpose.

“Are there any other challengers?”

But unfortunately.

There were no more challengers due to the overwhelming gap several times.

Ten minutes to the end with the last challenge, Valkyrie.

When no other challengers came forward, the host finally sighed.

“If there are no more challengers…”

“Here.”

Jeopuk-.

Even before the moderator’s permission was given.

“I’ll take the challenge this time.”

The next challenger came on stage.

Hargan, who looked at the challenger’s face with a confident expression, immediately made a surprised expression as if his jaw would drop.

“Hey hey! Why are you out here?”