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The two of them also fought at the root of evil, which is called the worst hunting ground in the general field.

There was a difference in skills that they could not catch up with, not even within the final gateway, but in the extent of the test to get in there.

So the great number of those who followed Bulkan and Clutus gave up one by one approaching the last gate, and when they came to their senses, only Clutus and Vulcan remained.

said Vulcan.

"It's all gone."

"Yes, he was the last one to follow me about five minutes ago.”

"At first glance, they weren't enough people to come here, ··.".".".""

Clutus replied to the Vulcan accent that he didn't understand.

"That's how desperate you must be. Whoo. Whoo."

"I didn't know there were so many people who couldn't stand the source of evil, though."

"Because it's always open, ··· 하 하 하 하."."

Clutus breathed heavily, exchanging words with the Vulcan.

As I approached Honus, who was in charge of managing the last gate, I felt more pressure.

Such reactions were natural.

However, seeing the Vulcan still seem to be relaxed, just as he felt when he first lived, Clutus felt as if he had become a poor man.

He burned his desire to win as if he were the incarnation of lightning, watching the blanks advancing with bright lights on his body.

'I'm not good enough now, but I'll go inside and ascend the throne faster than you!’

Clutus, who gave his body strength by grinding his teeth, closely chased the back of the Vulcan.

After so much time, the two were able to reach their destination safely.

Honus smiled when he saw Vulcan, who still had not lost his composure, and Clutus, who had left quite a bit of leeway, came to where he was.

This is because the high achievements of the half-believers were happy.

Most of them were in the same relationship with their children or nephews as the gods, and it was true that they were slightly favored by other tribes.

Of course, I'm always careful because I shouldn't feel like I'm discriminating against children of other races from the standpoint of being God, but I'm still happy.

Honus did not hide his joy and gave them a boost.

As soon as the pressure that had been felt had washed away, Clutus breathed heavily.

He said, "I'm finally going to live," waving his arms around and warming up, looking at the blanks.

"I take a nap. Wake me up when it's time to go in, Vulcan.”

"Why did you come early?"

"I was going to come with you. Anyway, I'm sleeping.”

As soon as he finished speaking, the bulkans shook their heads as they watched Clutus snoring loudly.

"If I return, will I can I sleep longer? I think Tulkas did this, too.’

Because Vulcan had a habit of training while saving his sleep, it was hard to understand how the gods looked like.

He glanced at Clutus with a pathetic look and looked around.

But nothing really caught my eye.

Nothing like the entrance to the giant dungeon he expected was visible even when he washed his eyes and looked for it, and no one arrived before them either.

I think they were the first ones to arrive.

'Well, it's a little early.’

Vulcan, who had given his eyes to a few trees around him, closed his eyes and approached Honus, who was spouting his energy, and stopped walking, wondering if he might look arrogant.

Then, like Clutus, he lay down and had a comfortable time.

It's not bad to rest after a long time.’

Vulcan looked up at the sunny sky and waited for others to come.

A few days went by like that.

*

"I think we're almost there. Well, isn't Cheongpung coming again?"

Honus mumbled around the party.

He looked at the people who reached this point one by one after stopping their long-growing mustache.

Twenty-nine in all.

It was much more than 100 years ago.

'The levels are getting higher as we go. There were 15 people before, ····.'.'.'.'

Honus nodded and smiled contentedly.

The flood of talent like now was welcome, as the reason for bringing many of the lower classes into Asgard was to cultivate as many strong men as possible.

But he soon erased his laughter and put on a solemn look.

To keep one's dignity as a god, and as a manager of light in the dark.

He looked at each and every one with a subdued look and opened his mouth.

"Nice to meet you, Honus, for I have come this far through hardship and adversity. He must have worked hard to get to where he is today. I once again appreciate your hard work. As you all know, this place is headed for the light in the dark."

The 29 semi-substitute men pricked their ears and straightened their posture to listen to Honus.

Honus is one of the most powerful deities in Act II.

Everyone listened to him because no one wanted to be hated by him.

But after 10 minutes, 20 minutes, and almost an hour, Honus said, people lost concentration one by one.

The outward appearance was perfect without being disturbed.

Since they were close to Junshin, who had been through more than a thousand years of hard training and more than a hundred times of chaos on average, they did not show a sight of their physical balance collapsing due to such boredom.

However, their innermost thoughts were not much different from the children on the playground who listened to the elementary school principal's admonition.

Gradually they listened to Honus in one ear and began to shed in one ear.

" "·하여하여 So what we can be here now is the blessing of the supreme god, and without his care, we will all live in pain in the clutches of the terrible demons of the world. Also, it is not only the supreme deity that should be thanked. Through the sacrifice of Jermong, the great god of lightning in those old days, ······."."

Honus's horse was really long.

His speech, which began with hard work, led to the background and history of the light in the dark, the praise of the supreme gods and other great gods who made it, and finally to the point where he mentioned many people who had gained enlightenment and ascended to the position of God.

Everyone grumbled inside him as if he were boasting his disciples, but no one took it out of his mouth.

I couldn't help it. Because Honus was Gap, and they were Eul.

The same was true of Vulcan and Clutus.

The two played with sparkling eyes, hoping that the 21st word "last" would be real this time.

It tasted like death.

That's the end of Honus' speech, which seemed to be so eternal.

Honus, smiling faintly at everyone's thunderous applause.

He enjoyed their attention and gaze for a while, then raised his right hand to quell the uproar.

Then he focused so much that his forehead was frowned, and then he used his arms to draw a large circle.

Then came a black portal large enough for one person in the air.

Zkouwuung

Black, reminiscent of the entrance to hell.

He called it "the light in the dark," and the light was nowhere to be found, and there was only darkness filled with despair for the beholder.

You want me to go in and find the light myself?’

I didn't think it would be easy, but Vulcan hardened his complexion because he thought it would be much more difficult than he thought.

But he didn't show any hesitation in going in.

The Vulcan of the Ruevel continent might have given up here.

However, the current Vulcan is completely different from then.

He was not weak enough to backtrack on this sense of crisis.

He was the first of the 29 subjugates to walk toward the portal.

"Hut."

"Oh, dear."

Only then did the rest of them come to their senses and moved to the portal belatedly, but the lead was already lost to Vulcan.

They shuddered lightly with some sense of defeat and watched the back of the blanks.

Then he questioned.

Who the hell is this? The author,···.'.'.'.''

'Others have heard of them, but I have no idea, 전혀········. Half-body? No way, a human being?

It was the Vulcan who had been hunting for 100 years at the source of evil and gained more fame than before, but no one recognized him.

At best, only four people, including Clutus, who spent their time training at the root of evil, nod their heads as if they were convinced.

Others looked perplexed when the man, whom they did not care about, suddenly struck, and began to look over the blanks with a glaring look of caution.

Some people who are impatient are flinching as if they are trying to measure their skills right away.

The hall was heated in a flash by the sudden action of the Vulcan.

If it weren't for Honus, who stands solemnly next to the portal, there would be a confrontation.

But Vulcan approached the portal without paying attention to the atmosphere.

He didn't want to waste time with such a meaningless confrontation.

What level of monsters are inside? There are 1000 level monsters, right? I'm looking forward to it.'

There was nothing more interesting than a new hunting ground for him, who had only been a low-level monster for a while.

He pushed himself into the portal, so ignoring everyone.

No, I tried to squeeze in.

Until they were denied entry by Honus's restraint.

"······왜 그러시죠? Any problem."

Vulcan asked Honus in a polite tone.

The unbecoming way of speaking from a pretty excited look might have been funny, but Honus didn't release his serious look.

a general and principled impression

Vulcan tilted his head to see if he had done something wrong and asked again.

"Maybe I did something wrong,········."

"Who said the exams were all over?"

"큭."

A frosty cold and sharp air gushed out of him.

Upon receiving it head-on, the Vulcan stuttered back and forth in a faint groan, and soon retreated to a position similar to the other 28 gods.

a blank with a disordered expression

And the rest of them with similar facial expressions.

I had no choice but to.

No one has ever heard of Honus having two tests to manage the final gates.

They looked at Honus' face in a nervous mood.

A moment later, the voice of the dignified Honus rang softly.

"Everyone seems to be panicked. I understand. Just getting this far is enough to allow entry. That's how good you guys are. You deserve respect. However, there were more people than expected, causing problems."

“······.”

"There's a limited number of seats inside. So the rest, except for 15 people, were pushed back in turn."

"Then, how do you choose 15?”

Clutus, who raises a question with his right hand holding a spear.

Everyone turned to it, and welcomed his question.

It was because I liked how Honus cut off his words, which seemed to be long again.

Looking at his feisty appearance, Honus sneaked a smile.

Abby Puckus is lazy, but he's the energetic type. Not bad.’

Honus, who gave a brief review of Clutus, turned his eyes.

Many people are worried about what will come out of their mouths.

Honus, who looked at them with force in his eyes, finally turned his eyes toward the Vulcan and said lowly.

"Of course it's a battle."