Leveling With The Gods - Chapter 512

[Level Up with the Gods Episode 512]

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Furr-.

Hwaan Geumjeong was on fire.

My vision seemed dizzy, and then my vision expanded as if I had hundreds of eyes, and everything on the battlefield came into view at once.

“Ugh…”

Son Goku, who was swinging the female baton, suddenly stumbled.

Hwaan Geumjeong, the highest rank skill desired by many rankers.

Eyes that penetrate the truth and look at the world at a glance.

To put it simply, Hwaan Geumjeong was close to maximizing the power of ‘eyes.’

That’s why Son Goku was even more overcome with the urge to cut out his own eyes at this moment.

Clud-.

Into the purple wave that Son Goku jumped into.

Something strongly grabbed Goku’s ankle.

Goku’s gaze glanced downward. When had it changed? The ground had turned into a soft, muddy swamp.

“Is that you?”

The guy’s name appeared in Goku’s eyes.

[Unclean and polluted disease]

“…Abhos.”

Hundreds and thousands of arms stretched out from the ground. The hand sucked Goku deeper into the swamp.

Abhos.

A swamp with an impure color, as its name suggests, meaning unclean, polluted and diseased.

Cheeeee-.

A warm, unpleasant sensation of your ankles melting.

If it had been an ordinary ranker and not Son Goku, he would have fallen into the swamp on the spot and his entire body would have become poisonous and melted.

but.

Giiiing-.

Light emanated from Goku’s head. Magical power seeped out through the stick held in his hand.

[‘Traitor of Heaven’ begins.]

[‘Heavenly Empire’ begins.]

[‘The King of Monkeys’….]

The story that Son Goku has been writing so far.

Myths began to shine.

And the names are tangled together.

[‘Journey to the West’ begins.]

It was finally born as a complete myth.

“Get longer-.”

Buuuung-!

Yeouibong wrapped in magical power.

“Yeoui (如意).”

Quauuuk-!

Jjoaaaaaaaaaa!

As Son Goku intended, the lengthened Yeouibong split the swamp.

no.

Blah blah blah-!

From the beginning, Yeouibong seemed to have not only aimed at a single swamp, but split the land in two, cutting down several mountains and thousands of outers.

That single blow was enough to raise the morale of the allies who were fighting with Son Goku at the head.

“…monkey.”

Even Asura participated in the fight as an individual, not as a guild member.

“indeed. “It’s a masterpiece.”

Cheonmujindo, the Cheonma, was watching the scene together.

“You’ve already become a monster.”

Odin was also commanding the battlefield.

I was surprised by one of the blows that Son Goku showed me and stopped my actions for a moment.

The traces of Yeouibong, which created the swamp and land, were closer to the traces of a sword rather than a pole.

Boom-.

Yeouibong came back into Son Goku’s hands.

Son Goku, who had lowered the Abhos swamp to the ground, stepped on the air several times and leaped upward.

Eyes turned white.

Son Goku cheered.

“Aaaah-!”

Whoops!

I stretched out my fist and swung the female baton.

If both hands were not enough, it would kick with its legs, and if even that was not enough, it would bite with its teeth.

Kwajik bang!

Ji-I-Ik-.

Goku’s eyes turned pale as he tore off the outer leather with his teeth.

In his head a while ago.

I remembered a conversation I had with a man in the process of becoming a legend and gaining status.

“Do you want to be born as a monster and live like a human?”

It was a man with a bald head who had something on his forehead that I couldn’t tell whether it was a mole or a wart.

He introduced himself as Master Samjang.

The myth created by Son Goku.

The beginning of Journey to the West and the owner of the Dharma Sutra.

It wasn’t our first time meeting. Even in the future, Son Goku had met him before.

But for some reason, even though they were the same person, the topic Samjang raised was quite different from back then.

“Do you know that it is greed?”

Master Samjang.

He looked right through Goku.

It’s so deep that even Hwaan Geumjeong can’t see it. He brought out in Son Goku’s face the promise he had buried since he was born and raised in Mt. Flower a long time ago and asked.

“Are you really going to live as a human?”

Son Goku’s answer to that had already been decided a long time ago.

“of course.”

“…I see.”

Samjang nods as if he knew that would happen.

But that wasn’t the only thing he knew.

“It may cause more of your comrades to die.”

Goku’s eyes wavered for the first time.

Eyes that see through everything. Although those eyes were unpleasant, Son Goku never avoided them.

“Don’t you know? Just because you want to live as a human doesn’t mean you can live as a human. “The essence is not something that can be changed by actions or expressions.”

Xuanzang’s words stabbed a dagger into Son Wukong’s chest. I wanted to deny it and block my ears, but Son Goku didn’t do that.

This is a story that needs to be heard.

This is just a test.

Everything was a process that he had to endure and overcome.

Ppajik-.

“Hey you bald bastard, what do you know?”

Although it was a process.

Still, I didn’t have enough patience to hold back the irritation that was boiling over.

Still, they say that if you endure it three times, you can avoid murder.

Son Goku, who thought over the letters he didn’t even know how to write about a hundred times, barely managed to stop his fist from going out.

“I don’t live like a monster. “It’s the same for me and your brother.”

“Are you going to live suppressing your nature?”

“I never thought of it that way.”

“no. You think so. I am a human, not a monster. I am different from them. “It is not a monster that tears flesh, digs out intestines, and drinks blood.”

Samjang’s eyes gently curved.

“You really didn’t think so?”

Kwasik-!

Goku’s mind briefly returned to reality.

Long, sharp tentacles stuck on its back. It was a change due to that shock.

but.

The voice pushing him into a corner still lingered in his head.

“That’s just an autosuggestion. You probably don’t want to live like that. Having a family with humans. “With friends.”

family. friend.

Those soft and warm words have been following Son Goku until now.

There was no such thing for youkai.

no.

I couldn’t do that.

“Desiring that but enjoying fighting is probably just a minimal instinct that cannot be suppressed.”

Jjoaaaa-!

Quadddddd-!

The claws that Son Goku swung tore the outer pieces connected to the ends of the tentacles to shreds.

Sharp bristled fingernails.

Those fingernails leave clear marks in the air.

“By the way.”

“Shut up… Shut up…”

“Can you not regret the fight that will come in the future?”

“Shut up!”

Pudduk-.

Goku gritted his teeth.

The sound of teeth grinding rang in my ears. My eyes opened brightly, and the desire to kill or tear something to pieces wriggled within me.

Sigh-.

I grabbed hold of Yeouibong strongly.

I am Son Goku.

Jecheon Daeseong. A traitor to heaven. Huagu Mountain Monkey….

Countless names for myself came to mind.

Otherwise, it seemed like the fingernails that were pointed at them would return to the rankers at any moment.

“You are a monster, Goku.”

A familiar voice called to me.

But those words pierced Son Goku’s heart more than any other words.

“Accept it. Otherwise, it will just continue to be there.”

Jureuk-.

When the sharp, protruding fangs pierced my lip, blood flowed.

Due to the pain, Son Goku muttered, barely able to grasp his blurred mind.

“I… I know…”

It was something I couldn’t answer at the time.

“But that’s… not fun…”

I knew. At least he wants to live as a human, not a monster.

monster.

They were beings commonly known as a type of monster in this world, positioned between humans and demons.

But not everyone was like that.

Son Goku and King Uma.

Because there were people like them who mixed in and lived like humans, not monsters.

but.

“Don’t you want to win?”

Son Goku could no longer be stubborn at Samjang’s words.

“If you lose, there is nothing.”

will regret.

If only we had made the same choices in the future as we do now.

Even if I couldn’t win, I might have been able to live longer.

That’s why even more so.

Son Goku had no choice but to be desperate.

“Kwaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa-!?

Tearing it with your fingernails and swinging the female baton.

It’s simple, but Son Goku didn’t rest.

Kwasik-!

It was a fierce and even brutal fight.

Colleagues watching the fight.

Asura saw that and felt awe for the first time in his life.

‘What kind of fight is that…’

Kuuk-.

The four hands holding the sword were sweaty.

The two Asuras watching Goku’s fight had the same eyes at this moment.

“There were guys who fought like that.”

The first head opened his mouth.

I had the same impression about the second head.

Asura knew his skills well. He was admitting to himself that he fell short of beings like Jecheon Daeseong or Hercules Odin.

But Asura never respected or looked up to any of them.

It was like that until this moment.

“I don’t want to lose.”

“Then move quickly. “Don’t be lazy.”

“…Sure.”

Asura nodded at the first head’s nagging. Soon, a red energy rose behind him like a haze and the new figure disappeared.

Asura wasn’t the only one who was stimulated.

Wow!

Irangjingun created strong wind pressure by swinging the scimitar.

“Hehehe-.”

He swung the scimitar and looked at Son Goku at the same time.

“It’s gone too far.”

It was a story I still remember vividly.

For someone who has existed since ancient times, the great battle between the heavenly world and monsters, including Jecheon Daeseong, was not that far away.

At that time, Lee Rangjin competed with Son Goku for several days.

But Son Goku then and now seemed like a completely different person.

On the other hand.

King Uma turned his eyes away from Son Goku.

“Geeeeee…”

I thought this moment would eventually come.

But when that time finally came, I couldn’t help but feel confused.

King Uma looking up at the sky.

Goku was still fighting.

Kwaang-!

Son Goku, who had poured out his magic power, exhaled harshly. From the beginning until now, Son Goku has taken the lead and defeated the most enemies than anyone else.

“Huu hu-.”

Hwaan Geumjeong was still not extinguished.

Goku’s eyes scanned the surroundings. Outerwear fills the sky. We managed to clear the land, but even that was only temporary.

Ugh-.

Goku was fighting with the two.

Outers are the enemies of this fight.

And even myself as a monster writhing inside.

“okay… “I admit it.”

I couldn’t lose this fight as helplessly as before.

The current self has achieved the myth of Journey to the West and has been released from the seal of Gingoa.

It doesn’t matter if I can’t go back to how I was before.

“I am…”

Red and gold.

Eyes with two colors coexisting.

Opening his eyes brightly, Son Goku spoke as if making a promise.

“It’s a monster.”