Leveling With The Gods - Chapter 588

[Level Up with the Gods Side Story Episode 64]

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Ugh-.

Yuwon’s gaze turned to Diablo, who was standing holding a great sword.

As the leader of the devil tribe with sharp ears, there was no way he could not have heard the conversation between Yu Won and Cheon Mu Jin.

A long tendon protrudes from the forehead.

He slowly revealed his long horn and drew down his demon energy.

“Don’t you plan on taking this long?”

Ppajik, pkajik-.

Anger mixed with speculation about the fight.

Just as his face was distorted, Diablo’s magic became more vicious.

“I guess it’s not that I don’t have any ideas. “That’s not possible.”

Flash-.

Diablo’s great sword radiated red light.

“-You will soon be torn into a thousand pieces.”

That moment.

Quaaaaaaaat-!

The desert sand was cut down and the terrain changed.

It was a simple technique that carried magical energy to the tip of the sword, but its power was unusual as it was simple.

The end of Yuwon’s hair was slightly cut and fell on the sand.

The moment his gaze turned to the hair that had fallen to the ground, Diarlo rushed towards Yuwon.

Shukaak-.

Quauuuuk-!

Diablo’s great sword flew from several directions.

It was a great sword that looked quite heavy at first glance.

How can you swing that thing so quickly?

‘It would be difficult to just avoid it.’

Diablo was a guy born with physical abilities.

In the first place, there was no doubt about his physical abilities simply because he was the king of the demon race.

In order to deal with Diablo head-on, I had no choice but to get help from skills.

[The ‘sensory zone’ is activated.]

Expanding senses.

At that moment, I could clearly feel the direction in which the tip of Diablo’s sword would move.

Pot-.

“…?”

As Yuwon’s movements changed, Diablo’s expression changed.

And that moment.

“Did I tell you? “I don’t plan on taking it long.”

Hwareuk-.

Yuwon’s eyes and the magical energy flowing from his body changed.

[‘Hwaan Geumjeong’ is activated.]

[The power of a giant is in your arms.]

Shukaak-.

Yep-!

Diablo’s sword flew out.

For a moment, Diablo’s eyes widened as if his body was floating.

Cheeeee-.

Diarlo, who was flying, kept his balance by placing his fingernails on the sand.

Soon, he strengthened the hand holding the great sword and glared at Yu Won.

“You…”

Hwa-an Geum

-jeong appeared in both eyes and the giant’s arm rested on his right arm.

The two figures appeared behind Yu-won at the same time.

“What on earth is this?”

“Remember that later.”

“…!”

bang-!

Diarlo was pushed back at the point of Yuwon’s sword, who had already returned to his side.

‘Am I being pushed out of power?’

Giantification.

The skill that made Hercules what he is today.

But no matter how much of a giant he was, there was no way he could be pushed around by anyone.

Ugh-.

Diablo, who was taking Yuwon’s sword and throwing it away, gritted his teeth.

Hwareuk-.

Soon, flames wrapped around the tip of his sword.

“I don’t know where you got that skill, but I recognize your strength.”

Quiuu-.

A sword that becomes more red as it is covered in flames.

“But that’s not all.”

The sword began to dance.

[Heavenly Demon Flame Dance]

Hwaaah!

A sword strike of compressed flame assaulted Yuwon’s body.

A sword strike that dyed the desert land and sky red.

Cheonma Flame Dance was an herbal food created by Cheon Moo-jin for Diablo, a demon who controls flames.

It is a herbivore that can utilize Diablo’s potential the most.

Grrrr-.

Diablo, who wielded a herbivore, was confident of victory as he saw the place engulfed in flames.

“How do you feel? I won’t take long-”

Diablo’s eyes widened. In the

flames that the Heavenly Demon Flame Dance passed through.

Hwa-ruk-.

Yuwon trudged out of it.

“You are so unlucky.”

Yuwon’s face didn’t even have the usual burn marks or scorch marks.

“After all, it was a flame.”

Yuwon was able to handle magical power of various attributes, but he did not handle all magical attributes to the same level. From

fire, lightning, darkness, and water.

And among them, the magical attribute that Yuwon was most confident in was ‘fire’.

[‘Giant’s Flame] ‘This controls the ‘Heavenly Demon Flame Dance.’]

[‘Hwaan Geumjeong’ rules the ‘Heavenly Demon Flame Dance.’]

Hwaralak –

The flames that were thought to have engulfed Yuwon’s surroundings Before he knew it, it had wrapped around him.

The red sky and the flames that covered the desert.

Everything had become Yuwon’s, not Diablo’s.

‘The leader of the Demon Lord was Diablo, but the strongest of the Demons was Surtur.’

A demon of the same race and with the same attributes of power.

Yuwon had the flame that Surtur so desperately wanted.

Fire of a higher concept.

And even the eyes that controlled that fire.

From the beginning, Yuwon was nothing short of a natural enemy to Diarlo.

“What are you…?”

Diablo asked in despair as he saw the flame he had wielded being taken away. He is the

12th Demon Lord of the Heavenly Demon God Church.

That alone is surprising, but the fireworks of Hwaan Geumjeong, Giantification, and Surtur.

Ugh…

But Yuwon didn’t really answer Diablo’s question. I had no intention of answering.

The hand stretched out forward.

The flames covering the desert responded accordingly.

Hwarararak.

“I’ll give it back.”

The moment those words ended.

Huaaa!

A huge flame covered Diablo’s body.

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The desert flame that had been burning hot for a while disappeared in an instant, as if it had never happened.

Diablo, underneath it, fell to the floor as if he had lost his mind. He had collapsed on the ground.

The world’s Diablo would not die this easily, but it would probably take him some time to come to his senses.

‘It’s hard to believe.’

Cheon Moo-jin was speechless at the situation that unfolded before his eyes.

Diablo fell to the floor.

Cheon Mu-jin knew better than anyone else how much his skills had improved over the past 10 years.

As his ranking increased in an instant, his skills were truly a leap forward.

Maybe. It was to the point where I wondered if I could compete with the great Son Goku or Hercules.

However,

‘Diarlo is so fast…’

Cheon Moo-jin’s gaze turned to Yuwon.

From the beginning, he had no intention of killing Diarlo. It didn’t seem like it was there.

If it had been, it wouldn’t have ended with just returning the flame.

Cheon Moo-jin said to Yu-won, who was coming towards him,

“That’s amazing. It ended really quickly.”

“It’s because that guy was embarrassed. He was so embarrassed about having his flame taken away that he couldn’t react properly.”

“Whether you were embarrassed or not, the result doesn’t change. And it was your ability that made it that way.”

Cheon Mu-jin thought of the flame that disappeared in an instant.

“It was mixed with the flames of the devil race.”

He had been hanging out with Diablo for a long time. He

was familiar with the devil’s magic.

He could feel the devil’s flame mixed with Yuwon’s magic.

The essence created by gathering the flames of Muspelheim.

The heart of fire.

“Besides, Hwa-an . From gold jewels to giant statues, what on earth are you?”

A single player possessed abilities that would turn the entire tower upside down. I can’t believe

something like this was possible. If I

went anywhere and said that there was a guy like this, people would call me a liar and rumors would spread.

“It’s too long to explain. Even if I explain it, you won’t believe it. “I don’t even know.”

“is it?”

“Yes. So for now-.”

Yuwon turned his head to Cheonsan again,

“…I’ll look for that guy first.”

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_

_ .There’s still a long way to go.”

Diarlo muttered the words while holding the great sword in his hand.

He regretted not having whipped himself more for the past ten years.

So Diablo left Heaven, saying that he should go back to the demon world and sharpen his strength from the beginning.

Kiyi- .

Yuwon and Pandora followed Cheon Mujin and entered Gyojujeon. It was

about 20 pyeong in size.

Cheon Mujin, who had stepped into the place, looked at the two with a worried face.

“What is the matter here?”

“Didn’t I tell you there was someone looking for me?”

“So what I’m saying is who is it and are they looking for it here?”

His tone seemed somewhat urgent.

It felt like he was hiding something.

‘Well.’

I felt like I knew what it was without really thinking about it.

‘If you’ve forgotten something to do with me, you might think it’s still here.’

This was the reason why it was impossible to enter Gyojujeon in the first place without the permission of the Cheonma.

“Is it because of Seonghwa?”

Home chit.

Cheon Mujin’s shoulders trembled.

Any other time, he would have been much more surprised, but this time his opponent made it impossible for him to do so.

“Do you know that too?”

“It’s not here. I already have it.”

“what?”

Swoosh…

Yu Won passed by Cheon Mu-jin. At

the end of Gyojujeon.

Behind the wall where Cheon Mu-jin would normally sit.

Something blocked Yu Won’s eyes as he walked there.

[‘Hwaan Geumjeong’ said ‘Requiem’] [Resist the true law of truth.]

A long time ago.

In the eyes of Yu-won, a 10th floor player, he could not pass the true law.

At that time, the difference between Yu-won’s skill and that of high-ranker Cheon Mu-jin was as big as heaven and earth. Because there was.

But.

[‘Hwaan Geumjeong’ destroys the ‘Requiem Jinbeop (鎭魂眞法)’.] For the

current Yuwon, Cheon Mujin’s Jinbeop was not difficult to break through.

Hwaeak-!

Eyes that penetrate the truth.

Hwaan Geumjeong This formation was destroyed.

It disappeared as if there had never been a formation in the first place.

Looking at the flow of crushed magical power, Yuwon made a slightly embarrassed expression.

‘It will be quite difficult to restore it.’

At that time, there was no need to go this way because Cheon Mujin had opened the way.

The Jinbeop that was destroyed at Hwaan Geumjeong had almost no trace of its original form left.

Droplets

of cold water fell on Yuwon’s face.

A humid cave . .

[Entered Cheonma-dong (天魔洞).]

Cheonma-dong, hidden in Gyojujeon, revealed itself.

“Wait a moment. “Inside it-.”

“Don’t follow me.”

Yuwon’s voice was low towards Cheon Mujin, who was following behind him.

A suddenly changed atmosphere.

Cheon Mu-jin, who had stiffened for a moment, hesitated and then moved his feet again.

That moment.

Skaat-.

A sword stands in front of Cheon Mu-jin.

Cheon Mu-jin, who felt scared, reflexively pulled out his sword.

Yep-!

Pisit-.

The two swords collided and there was a sound like something exploding.

The sound of swords clashing echoed in the cave, and Cheon Mu-jin’s body was pushed upward slightly from the force.

Crackling-.

Cheon Mu-jin, who was pushed away from the force, hurriedly threw himself backwards.

Cheon Moo-jin, who lost his balance and frowned at his numb wrist.

‘Who on earth…’

-My master told me not to follow him? Can’t you hear me?

Living as if my head would be cut off at any moment.

Cheon Mu-jin looked at the opponent who pointed the knife at him.

It was a face that looked somewhat familiar.

A face you’ve probably seen through a kit at least once.

‘no way.’

Cheon Moo-jin was very interested in rankers who used swords.

To him, the person in front of him was someone he had seen and heard about several times through the kit.

“…Susanooshio?”

One of the three demons.

Susanoo stood between Yuwon and Cheon Mujin.