Chapter 611
Leveling with the Gods
[Level Up with God Side Story Episode 87]
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âI canât breathe.â
Letting out a frustrated breath, Hercules looked down at his numb hands.
Perhaps because I had been holding it for a long time, my hands were damp with sweat.
It wasnât like tension caused by battle.
Worry about whether your choice was right.
My shoulders felt heavier than when I lifted a rock weighing more than 10,000 pounds.
âNow that I think about it, is this the first time?â
If I think about it, I have never chosen to fight on my own.
It was natural.
Because he didnât like fighting in the first place.
Although he was now my closest friend, I always looked at Son Goku from the side and couldnât understand him.
Why is fighting so good?
But now, I felt like I could understand even one-tenth or one-hundredth of what he was feeling.
âIâd rather fight.â
My heart feels tight.
It felt like my shoulders would feel lighter if I even shook my fist.
I close my once opened hand again.
I had a strange feeling again.
âThat was difficult.â
Hercules has always left the choice to Zeus.
That wasnât enough.
Not only the thoughtless Son Goku, but also Olympus and numerous guilds, borrowed Zeusâ insight.
How difficult it is.
The weight of the position of âkingâ was clearly felt through this one choice.
He made this same choice every moment.
Hwaaah-.
at that time.
I felt a strange magical energy in the forest beyond the Golden Castle.
Herculesâ eyes changed as he sat down.
âAfter that monkey, I became a dog nose too.â
Kyaa-.
Karrr-.
Heehee heehee-.
Weird laughter sounds.
It was the sound of messengers who had been the hands and feet of the rulers of this tower for a long time.
Could it be possible to be this happy about having to fight?
At least it seemed certain that he had not made the wrong choice.
thud-.
Especially among errand boys.
There were presences that felt big enough to touch the skin.
Shit shii-.
One giant step and an eerie reptilian cry.
Hercules, who had raised the power of the thunderbolt, estimated the number of his opponents.
âThere are two managers. The errand boys⦠I canât count them.â
One by one, errand boys begin to appear above the forest.
The appearance is reminiscent of a flock of butterflies.
From beautiful like fairies to funny like clowns, messengers came in many forms.
And among them.
-Is it Hercules?
-Thatâs unexpected. Itâs not Olympus, itâs over here.
The two managers looked at Hercules, who was preparing to welcome them in advance, and received words.
A giant surrounded by flames reminiscent of Surtur and a giant snake with two heads.
Hercules felt his skin tingle from the magic he felt from them.
âUntil now, I havenât been able to solve anything with wordsâ¦â
Chijit Chijiji-.
Herculesâ eyes turned golden.
Thunder began to fall in the sky.
The enormous magical power and the bulging muscles of his transformation into a giant appeared on the battlefield. â Leave it alone
. We donât want to fight with you.â
-Do you mean you will surrender?
-There is no such thing as surrender. The only end of this fight is your death. It was a
stubborn refusal.
Well, there
was no way I would give up this moment I had waited for such a long time with just a few simple words
. If it was something that could be resolved, Zeus would probably have seen the solution before him.
If dialogue is not possible, there is only one next option.
âThe only option is to subdue it.â
Ki hee hee!
Just as Hercules was about to start his move,
âI was nervous because I thought you were coming for a fight.â
Numerous warriors appeared with the sound of horses neighing.
Valkyries of Asgard appeared from the sky riding heavenly horses.
âMistress Brunnhilde.â
âDid Zeus send you?â
âItâs similar.â
Brunnhilde tilted her head in response to Herculesâ answer. They
were similar.
It wasnât a very cool answer.
Sighâ¦
While leading the Valkyries, Brunnhilde looked at the manager and messengers who appeared in front of her.
The enemies who invaded the golden castle.
Why are they in Asgard? Brunnhilde could not understand Herculesâ appearance any more, as she could tell right away that he was attacking her.
âWhat about that one?â
The guild that represents the top along with Asgard.
The question was that the situation in Olympus would not be much different from here.
âThatâ¦â
The end of the sentence became blurry.
He had a choice.
Will you protect Olympus?
Or will he help Asgard without Odin?
And among them, Hercules chose to help Asgard.
Because you donât trust Asgard?
no.
âDonât you have a father?â
Because I believe in Zeus.
I donât really like my father, but if I canât trust him, who else in this world can I trust?
âno.â
Hercules thought about that and smiled at the face that suddenly came to his mind.
âThere is one more person.â
Another one of the most trustworthy along with Zeus.
of course.
Although not everyone here, including Brunnhilde who is in front of them right now, will remember him.
âokay.â
Brunnhilde nodded in response to Hercules.
Perhaps she thought this situation came from Zeusâs head.
If itâs a picture from Zeusâ head.
There are probably other ways, not only here but also in Olympus.
âThen I wonât worry.â
Brunnhilde.
She, the leader of the Valkyries, raised her sword high.
âFor Asgard!â
âfor-!â
[âBattle cryâ is activated.]
[The stats of âValkyrieâ players increase.]
[Negative buffs on âValkyrieâ players are dissipated.]
[âValkyrieâ players Resisting the âMaster of Manaâ.]
[Some resistance failedâ¦.]
[â¦.]
A buff was applied to the Valkyries.
The Valkyries are made up of high-level rankers.
When Brünnhildeâs skills are added, they become the strongest combat unit in the tower.
Brünnhilde, who activated the battle cry, looked at the uninvited guests who had invaded the golden castle and spoke.
âI protect it.â
Asgard, which King Odin wanted to protect.
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Blah blah blah-.
My body turned white and frozen.
The chilly cold makes the body dull.
A gray burning flame engulfed Zeusâ body.
Kieee-.
The round monster covered in steel screamed.
Spears of lightning that pierced steel were stuck in his body.
Seeing the managerâs true face, Zeus clicked his tongue as if it was pitiful.
âThe choice to look noble like a god was simply to imitate us humans.â
Chijijiji-!
I moved my frozen hand and held the spear in my hand again.
âYou should be ashamed.â
Flash!
Kwarung-!
A bolt of lightning pierced the managerâs body along with a ray of light.
The thorns made of steel melted.
Another manager lost his life screaming.
-Glarki!
thud-.
A huge monster that fell to the ground.
The gray flame burned even more fiercely at the death of the manager named Glaki.
-Zeus-!
âYou donât win just by raising your voice.â
Stop it!
Blue electricity wrapped around Zeusâ body.
âItâs like a gray fire thatâs going out.â
I extend my hand towards the gray frost flames covering my body.
Kwarung-!
A clash of blue lightning and frost flames.
Zeus did not avoid the flame but caught it with his body.
âJust turn it off and thatâs it.â
To press with force.
It wasnât according to his usual personality, but this blue lightning right now was the power of that personality.
Indra the dragon hunter.
Because he was the one who used this blue lightning to engage in close combat that was better than Jecheon Daeseong.
Kwarung-!
Along with the sound of thunder, the gray flames were swallowed up by blue electricity.
The managerâs body, which had turned into a frost flame, became fog and dispersed.
[Magic power is insufficient.]
[The control of the âTemple of Thunderâ is weakened.]
âCough!â
Zeus stumbled for a moment, coughing up blood from his mouth.
Magic power was almost at an end.
As I was scraping all my strength to the bottom to maintain the effectiveness of the temple filled with lightning, my magic was tangled up and my stomach was turning.
And take advantage of that gap.
-I can finally do it.
Sigh-.
Under the shadow of Zeus.
-Avenge my sister.
Jotakua, who survived tenaciously, appeared.
Slowly, riding in the shadow of Zeus. It was suffocating him.
-Heâs handsome, but itâs a waste. Heâs definitely a rare middle-aged man.
Sisters Jotaqua and Chatagua liked handsome men.
Zeusâ appearance was so outstanding that it shook many of the women of Olympus.
-Still, I canât help it. The guy who killed my sister-.
âNow only you are left.â
Zeusâs eyes, which had vomited blood, returned.
Even the shaking eyes. Leg strength too.
Even the momentum came back in an instant.
âI was worried what would happen if you didnât show up. âIâm glad my head is empty.â
The moment when the thought that something is wrong crosses your mind.
âI won.â
Flash!
Blue electricity flashed before her eyes once again.
Kwarung-!
Pububububook-.
Sharp black awls pierced through the blue explosion of electricity.
Jotakua, who was hiding in the shadows, was revealed.
She, with a black body and white eyes that looked like they had been painted with ink, fell to the floor and opened her mouth with difficulty.
â Was it⦠smokeâ¦?
I couldnât finish the words.
Jotaku collapses without being able to answer the question.
Looking down at her, Zeus finally relaxed his legs this time.
dump-.
Numerous black awls embedded in the body.
Although the fatal area was avoided, the backflow of magical energy became worse due to the wounds.
Still, thatâs enough.
Even though we canât fight any more, it seems like the situation has been resolved somehow.
All I had to do was survive.
ââ¦It worked out somehow.â
I wasnât sure he could win this time either.
It would have been easier if Hercules had been with me, but I donât know.
That was based on the assumption that only four managers would come.
âIf there were other guys, it wouldnât have ended up in the net.â
Pressing the wound with one hand, Zeus slowly began to stop the bleeding.
âfor now⦠I guess I should consider it a success.â
Pachit-.
[âThe temple filled with lightningâ disappears.]
As Zeus began to focus his magic and concentration on stopping the bleeding, the lightning surrounding the temple naturally disappeared.
In the surrounding scenery revealed like that.
Zeus, who thought he could get some rest, suddenly shook his eyes.
âThe rankersâ¦â
The rankers who were pushed out outside the temple where the thunderbolt resided.
They were all lying on the floor unconscious.
âWhat happened?â
To assess the situation, Zeus struggled to get up again and looked around.
Meanwhile.
The sound of snoring was heard from the ranker who had collapsed in the nearest position.
New fluid color-.
It was absurd.
âI fell asleep.â
In the meantime, everyone is lying on the floor and sleeping.
And that moment.
ââ¦Who are you?â
Zeus could see a purple haze gathering together in his vision.
-I am a dream eater.
A purple haze whispered.
The dream eater.
I thought it sounded like the name of an outerwear piece.
I fall in love with the voice.
I was so hurt and exhausted that I didnât have the strength to resist that voice.
âIt must not collapse.â
Thatâs when I came to my senses like that.
The haze of voices continued.
-Was this really your dream?
dream.
Zeus looked down at himself covering his wounds.
Suddenly, I thought that my appearance was ugly.
I wanted to become a great king.
Is this really the king he dreamed of?
But at that moment.
âYou donât need to listen to that nonsense.â
Hwaak-.
I heard a voice clearing the fog that had filled my mind.
âZeus.â