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Thud thud thud thud thud thud.

The metal peacock's boots hit the floor of the stone inside the temple, creating the sound of footsteps.

And until the sound gradually died down and there was no sound at all, those who had gathered near the temple could not utter a word out of their mouths.

I had no choice but to.

That big impact hit their heads.

People who came to their senses one by one only after a long time.

They exchanged words with each other in a state of great excitement.

"Now, what happened?”

"You don't tell me, at the same time, ·······.""

"I think it was much harder than this when Cheongnyong challenged me before."

a whole bunch of incredible reactions

It was obvious.

Because the door of the test was not originally designed to be smashed at a blow.

The last person to become a god is three times.

Before that, number four.

Besides them, many who have cleared Act 2 and become divine beings have attempted an average of three to four attacks, opening the door to the test.

About 150 years ago, there was an anecdote in which Cheongnyong Cheongpung broke the door only after eight attempts and returned to the western island, feeling his lack.

I can't believe you just cut through the door of such a test with a single knife.

Those who were passing by the temple quickly told their acquaintances this amazing news, and more and more people came to the entrance of the two-sided test gate.

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By then, the Vulcan had been completely inside the temple.

Due to the much more complex structure than the one in Act 1, the Vulcan was agonizing over where to go.

But it was a useless worry.

Hearing a heavy, low-pitched voice behind him, Vulcan turned his head in astonishment.

"Surprised. Bulkan."

"Mr. Hokulus? You know my name."

"Yes. Honus told me."

"I see."

"Yes, but you've never run into me before and recognize me. Is that a player's ability, too?"

"Yes, it is."

'God doesn't seem to know the player perfectly.'

Vulcan thought about this and looked at the ability that had risen above Hokulus' head.

There were no more question marks arousing the curiosity of the Vulcan.

[Act2 General Manager Hoculus, god of water]

[1735Lv]

[Physical Level : 1225Lv]

[Relasticity Level: 510Lv]

It's a lot higher than Honus. And Hoculus also has a level of nerve.’

Vulcan was astonished at the enormous level of Hoculus, the general manager of Act 2, while intrigued by the ability to differentiate himself from the others he had met so far.

It was quite amazing that the levels were divided into two areas, unlike others who had been looking at them so far.

However, since he couldn't even ask questions to Hoculus, who seemed to be unaware of the player, Vulcan went straight to the point, putting aside his ideas about the ability scan.

"I'd like to take a test to clear Act 2. Mr. Hoculus."

"Hmm, ···, ···"

Hokulus, who heard the words of Vulcan, looked at him with an expressionless face.

Sharp eyes as if looking into one's inner self.

It gave me goose bumps in my eyes, like a glass bead that glowed blue.

Completely overwhelmed by the momentum, Vulcan clenched his fist to overcome his ever-smalling self.

He thought.

"It's still no match for the upper gods, even though it's so strong."

Well, I thought I deserved it because it was the most powerful god among the countless managers of Act II.

It didn't matter how strong he was anyway.

You don't have to go up to Act 3 and fight with the gods.

All you have to do is recover the world with a wish that cleared Act 2.

Thinking like that, I felt that I didn't have to be as intimidated as I am now.

He forced himself into a shriveled position to create a more imposing one.

with a shatter of shoulders, with the chin raised to the point of looking a little arrogant.

Hokulus's eyes filled me with anger.

It was surprising to see Vulcan endure his pressure much better than expected.

He nodded slightly and stopped pressing the blanks.

"Uh."

The energy of the Hokulus that vanished in a flash.

Vulcan, who made a small noise, looked at Hokulus in a watery way.

An atmosphere as majestic and inaccessible as before.

But it wasn't to the point where I felt scared or exhausted.

'We're not seeing each other often anyway. Let's go out with confidence.’

The Vulcan, who looked as if he had faced the Army Chief of Staff after he was discharged from the army.

He slowly opened his mouth.

"Was it a test just now?"

"No."

"Then give me the right test quickly.”

"Is it urgent?"

"I'm not in a hurry, but I can't wait to clear Act 2."

"Hmm."

Hokulus, who stopped talking again.

Still, the gaze was on the Vulcan.

A situation that, if left untouched, would stand for a long time like Honus just now.

Vulcan gave a hurried word.

"Can't you hurry up?"

Like a debtor who came looking for the money he had entrusted.

If it didn't suit you, Hokulus frowned faintly.

"But I'm a rather high-profile god, what's with the way I talk?"

"I'm sorry. I've been running for so long thinking about this, I think I've run out of patience."

"Oh, my. You've been in a hurry for so many years. Copy that."

It was Hokulus who tried to observe the Vulcan more closely, but there was no way that the person who came to take the test wanted to proceed with the procedure so strongly.

He stretched the cloth around his body with his hands and said to Vulcan.

"Follow me."

Then he moved quickly.

Vulcan moved his legs busily, though slightly embarrassed at the sight of Hokulus, who suddenly took action.

'It's nice not to talk too much like Honus.’

It was Vulcan's idea to follow in the footsteps of Hokulus.

So the two headed out across the interior of the temple.

However, it was not in the direction of the main gate of the temple, but in the direction that the bulcan broke the door of the test in two.

Vulcan, who looked over the results he had made without much thought, suddenly confirmed his expression when he saw the numerous masters of Act II gathered.

People who make a big fuss as soon as they appear, as if they were looking at celebrities.

I could feel more eyes on me than Hokulus, who is not often seen.

The Vulcan felt burdened to see the various races that were much more enthusiastic than when the items were unpacked at the auction house in the past.

Personality itself was a bulkan who was reluctant to mingle with many people, lacking immunity due to excessive interest.

The Vulcan, who wished to avoid his seat, approached the side of the hokulus standing among the crowd.

It was to talk about leaving here as soon as possible.

But before Vulcan brought up the story, Hokulus opened his heavy mouth one step first.

"Today, indeed, there was a man who cleared Act 2 in a long time. I have successfully completed the test of Hokulus, the general manager of Act 2, and have proved that I have the power of God. His name is Vulcan! It is an unheard-of, powerful half-body. No, I'm about to be a god.”

“······.”

Vulcan looked at Hokulus with a stupid face.

He went on regardless of what he said.

"In the next three days, exactly. At 1 p.m. at the plaza in Espo City, Vulcan, who cleared Act 2, will be entitled to God." Those who are interested should not be late to see the half-body Vulcan being reborn as a great being. Ideal."

At the end of Hokulus' words there was a tremendous uproar among the crowd.

The existence of a new God in 300 years.

It did not exist in Act 2 that would not be turbulent by the news.

Those who wish to reach the higher ground, although their respective levels are different.

Their goal at the top was to develop the power to clear Act 2 and rise to the "God" position.

In front of their eyes, until yesterday, a man who was equal to himself was about to be reborn as a divine being.

How can I not get excited?

People gathered in front of the temple to tell acquaintances this wonderful news, and some, unable to conceal their exasperated feelings, were gazing at the blanks.

And Vulcan, who had the eye on him, just stood there blankly unaware of what was going on.

I thought you were going to take a test.’

Unconscious by the sudden development, he turned his glum eyes to find Hokulus.

He is entering the temple without realizing it.

Vulcan rushed to his back and spoke to him.

"Mr. Hokulus?"

"Something."

"Hey, weren't you going to take the test? What the hell is this?"

The blanks clouded the end of their words.

He did not have a proper sentence because he took it out of his head without properly organizing his thoughts.

After swallowing his saliva once and settling some of his confused feelings, he spoke again.

"So, what I want to say is, I thought you were going to take an exam to clear Act 2, but I'm pretty embarrassed because it's not, and an event for me? A farewell party? Anyway, I appreciate you setting up a celebration, but I don't want it to be that grand. Just take the test, make a wish, and leave."

Still somewhat disorganized, but at a sufficient level to convey one's intention.

Hokulus, who heard it, stopped tall.

Then in that solemn voice of courtesy, he answered the words of the Vulcan step by step.

"First of all, I'll tell you what's behind me. The appointment ceremony must be held."

"Is there a reason?"

"Of course. Whenever there is a person on the god's throne like this, the event should be held in a grand manner so that the rest of Act 2 residents can be motivated and motivated. Think of yourself as trying to guide more people to the seat of God. It's something that's necessary for the procedure, so don't try not to."

"Do you have anything special to do there?"

You can do some boring show-off events and show off your strength. Nothing much."

"네·네네네네네"

I didn't like being a clown in front of many people, but I didn't have much to say because it was necessary for the procedure.

Silence, meaning positive.

But a slightly wrinkled look revealed his discomfort.

Then Hokulus said to him,

"If you become a god, take care of one summer, and take care of humans, you should get used to these positions. Just think of it as an experience and enjoy it.”

words of advice as a senior god

However, it was not an impressive story for the Bulkan to hear it.

With his head in a limp, the Vulcan said, gazing at Hoculus with his eyes wide open.

"I'm not going to play God, but I'm just going to break Act 2, make a wish and go back to my world."

"Hmm?"

Hokulus, who heard the words of Vulcan, had a questioning look on his face.

Then, at a rather rapid pace, he said to Vulcan, as if he were retreating.

"What are you talking about? You're a god and you're going back under your parents?"

"What? What are you talking about? What do you mean, you're going under your parents?"

"You said you were going back to your world."

"Yes."

"Then your parents must be gods. Does it make sense for God to go under God? We need to be independent of the other world."

"Huh?"

"Hmm?"

The two looking at each other with question marks.

A long silence ensued, with each other's faces showing that they could not understand each other's words.

“······.”

a very uncomfortable sense of silence

In it, Hokulus looked at the Vulcan as if he had seen the strange creature he had encountered for the first time in his life.

He thought.

"No, not the Yongin people, not the other people, but the half-shin, who cleared Act 2, won't play God's part? What the hell are you doing?’

The situation was beyond my comprehension.

Of course, countless half-believers often lead a ruined life and stir up the world of their parents.

They believe in a body that is much superior to human beings, and are carrying the power of their parents, called God, on their backs, and go through all kinds of accidents.

They were pathetic people who didn't even think of coming to Asgard to train themselves.

But the Vulcan wasn't such a rascal.

He came to Asgard on his own will, and worked harder than anyone else to raise the stakes.

Even himself, the general manager of Act 2, has made remarkable achievements, and in the shortest time, the promising half-body with Act2's claire on the horizon.

That must be the man before you.

I'm sure it is.

Why the hell are you saying that?’

Beyond what I don't understand, to the extent of being angry.

Hokulus said, looking at the Vulcan, who was still staring at him in silence, with a firm grip on his anger.

"I really don't intend to be a god, do you mean that?"

"Yes, it is.Man, ·····."."."

Vulcan, who still could not grasp the atmosphere properly, responded with a look of ignorance.