Overcoming -4-
The Blood King was a middle-aged man with a stern expression.
It’s only visible, but in reality he’s older.
You’re already over eighty, right?
I greeted the Blood King politely.
“It’s an honor to meet you. I’m Kim Jeon Sa.”
“Nice to meet you. I’m Chen Wei. I saw you briefly earlier, didn’t I? You’re the president of the federation.”
“The president’s dedication is known to the whole world.”
“Haha. Thank you for your words. Now, sit down.”
The Federation President’s office was different from the game.
In the game, gold, jewels, and magic circles were everywhere, but here, there was nothing.
Not only the common climate control magic circle, but also the cleanliness magic circle and magic power stabilization magic circle were not visible.
There’s not even an air conditioner or a cleaning drone, just a table, a few chairs, and two hangers.
‘That’s bad.’
There was no sofa, so I had to pull up an uncomfortable wooden chair and sit down.
As I glanced around the president’s office, the Blood King smiled calmly.
“I tried to imitate Master’s study, however weakly. Master believed that restraining vain desires was the shortcut to walking the path of nothingness.”
Master.
As soon as that word comes out, my posture automatically becomes reverent.
“Are you speaking to the Heavenly Demon Lord?”
“Yes. Cheonma. The greatest of all time, the one whose martial arts reached the heavens. Although I have not been able to reach even the tip of his shadow, let alone his heels, I am trying to resemble my master in my heart.”
Level 9 is rare even in Arcane Seoul.
Just 4 people in total.
It is said that they appeared frequently until the Middle Ages when the gods were alive, but now that many gods have died and been sealed in the war of destruction, they have become extremely rare.
It will become more common again as the episodes progress.
“I’ve heard a lot about Cheonma-nim.”
“Really? What did you hear?”
“Well, it’s a mythical story. Something like defeating the Demon King alone or defeating the incarnation of an evil god?”
“It really happened.”
“Yes. Because there are clear records from that time. I look at it again sometimes and am always amazed.”
“Hahaha. You mean that poorly made video record? It doesn’t even begin to express the greatness of the Master.”
“Did you see it yourself, Mr. President?”
“Yes. I saw it with my own eyes. Even now, when I close my eyes, the mythical battle from that time comes back to me clearly.”
You’re quite old.
He looks like an old man, but his speech is completely like that of a grandfather.
Surprisingly, he speaks Korean fluently, so I was able to understand all the nuances.
The Blood King made a regretful expression.
“What’s unfortunate is that Master is currently practicing in a closed temple, and I haven’t seen him in decades. If he were still active, I would have visited him every morning and gained at least a piece of enlightenment. Huu, I guess he didn’t like Nana, the great elder brother, and the younger brother. Although the three of us have heard good things about him, he probably didn’t look good in Master’s eyes.”
Shin Gun, Mahou, Blood King.
All three are SSR grade and are level 8 as NPCs.
They are monsters of the same level as the saints, but they are inferior to the Heavenly Demons.
It’s the top. It’s tier 0 by itself.
“With the three Lords firmly supporting him, wouldn’t it be possible for the Heavenly Demon to enter a closed chamber?”
“No. The Master closed down in order to reach the realm of complete divinity, level 10. It has nothing to do with us.”
“Level 10······”
“Maybe the Master has already reached the level of enlightenment.”
“No way.”
“It’s true. As proof, the wall clock and nectar left at the entrance have not disappeared for 22 years.”
Huh? What did you say?
Did Cheonma ascend to the throne?
When I looked at the Blood King with surprised eyes, the Blood King raised a hand.
“You said that he might have been on the way to the fabled platform, but you didn’t say that he had been on the way to the fabled platform.”
“You said you weren’t eating the biscuits and nectar?”
“You must have already taken off your human skin. But I can still feel your presence and magical waves. You can feel it just by going to the entrance of Cheonsan.”
“Oh, then······”
“It is certain that he is in the Secret Martial Arts Hall of Cheonsan. In theory, if he left all his power and magic in his body and only his soul left, then this phenomenon would be explained, but is that really possible? Looking at old records, those who ascended to heaven or ascended to heaven usually left with their bodies or ascended to heaven by vaporizing their bodies. It is highly likely that he is currently in the previous stage of ascending to heaven.”
somehow.
There was a reason why the four great superhumans did not appear in the game.
Heavenly Horse, Leviathan, Merlin, and Jibril.
A character that cannot be met or talked to and can only be seen through drawing.
Perhaps he is in a closed-door training like Cheonma or is in a similar situation.
“It’s a shame. I wanted to receive teachings from Heavenly Demon someday.”
“That is the dream of all warriors. Even the guardians of the alliance risk their lives to receive a piece of the Heavenly Demon’s teachings.”
How great would it be if I could receive the Heavenly Demon God’s skill from Heavenly Demon?
The strongest and best trait, the Heavenly Demon God.
It is of a much higher level than the three major swordsmanship methods.
The reason is simple.
This is because Cheonma Shingong is the ultimate attack and defense technique, as well as a magic power training technique and a movement technique.
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If you think of it as Cheonma Shingong, you can think of Cheonma Pacheonjang, Cheonma Gangbyeok, Cheonma Simbeop, and Cheonma Gunrimbo as Cheonma Shingong.
The three major swordsmanship techniques were on a different level compared to those that included attack techniques and magical power techniques.
‘Even if you only learn the three major swords, it’s crazy. Seriously.’
The Blood King looked at me intently.
“It’s a shame, Master would have been happy to see you.”
“Thank you for your kind words.”
“No. You have a strangely similar temperament to your master.”
“Yes? Me?”
“Yes. I can’t explain it in words. Your personalities and appearances are definitely different, but you are somehow similar. If your face had resembled your master’s even just a little bit, I would have thought you were his real son.”
“It is an honor. This is the first time I have heard such words.”
“Really. If Master hadn’t closed down, I would have taken you in and recommended you as the youngest disciple.”
what?
Are you kidding me?
When I look into your eyes, I can tell you it’s not a joke.
The Blood King was speaking with a sincere face.
I’m at level 8, so maybe he noticed my trait change?
Even though I leveled up at an incredible rate, this isn’t completely unprecedented.
Even Seo Woo-jin became level 5 as soon as he overcame his fever.
‘I have to be careful.’
Whether it’s the saintess, the magic tower master, or the legion commander, when they reach level 8, it seems like they see something in me.
I just nodded my head.
“Thank you for your words. I will honor you for generations to come.”
“Hmm, so, do you think you would like to become my disciple?”
“Huh?”
“I can’t teach you the Heavenly Demon Art because it went to the Great Master, but my Blood Heavenly Demon Art is no easy feat either.”
Blood Heavenly God Ticket isn’t bad either.
Tier 1 in martial arts.
Because it occupies the level just below the three major forensic methods.
But······
Compared to [Garuda], the strongest martial artist, he is clearly lacking.
Strictly speaking, it is on the same level as the Eastern Army Corps Commander’s silent and invincible sword technique.
I turned down the commander’s offer and walked out.
But you want me to learn the Blood Heavenly Demon Sword?
I made an embarrassed expression.
“That’s right. It’s a great honor and I appreciate your words, but I don’t think I can follow your words.”
“Why? Am I not enough as your master?”
“That’s not possible. But······”
I tapped the sword on my waist as if I was looking at it.
It’s the silent sword.
The Blood King raised an eyebrow.
“Why is that? What do you think the old man will say to me?”
“But isn’t that a direct blow to the Commander’s reputation? I don’t know what the President thinks, but the Commander is a living legend and a historical figure in the Republic of Korea. I can’t afford to smear the face of such a person.”
Independence hero and war hero.
A giant who supported the early days of the Republic of Korea.
I don’t know about the status of the commander in Korea, but it cannot be compared to that of Cheonma himself.
The Blood King clicked his tongue.
“Tsk. I thought I finally found a smart disciple after a long time······ I’m ruined because of one old man, I’m ruined!”
“sorry.”
“Okay. Okay.”
Two of the three major forensic techniques have already been secured.
There’s no way that someone like me could be satisfied with just the Blood Heavenly God Ticket.
If you had offered me the Heavenly Demonic Power, I would have bowed down to you right away.
‘Thank you, Commander.’
If it weren’t for the Mukho Sword, I would have been unable to move and almost became the Blood King’s disciple.
Is this it?
The tower master is amazed, the commander is astonished, and the commander wants that?
“Take this.”
The Blood King took out one of the cards and threw it.
A rectangular patch that is dark and very heavy.
As soon as I received the card, my eyes opened wide.
[Cheonma Gunrim Manmaangbok]
Because it has Chinese characters that I often see written on the plate made of iron.
A common line in martial arts novels.
There are some variations, but they don’t deviate too much.
“It’s the Cheonma Pae.”
“Hey, why are you giving this to me?”
“This is a symbol of my heart. It is a badge that only the Master, my disciples, and my direct descendants can use. Use it whenever you need.”
Instead······you know?
The Blood King smiled faintly.
A face that appears indifferent on the outside.
But deep inside those emotionless eyes, I read a certain emotion.
It was competitiveness.
Perhaps a sentiment directed towards the Eastern Army Corps Commander.
What happened when you were young to make you do that?
The age difference between the two is quite large.
The commander is over a hundred years old, and the blood king is a little over eighty.
There’s almost a twenty year age difference······
“You should go now. Next time I see you, I’d like you to call me Master.”
“Hello.”
I said goodbye and left.
I said I was comfortable with him, but was I nervous?
The back was soaking wet.
“Hoooo!”
As I came out to the lobby of the Guardians’ League and sighed, Sigmund, who had followed me, smiled brightly.
“Thank you for your hard work. It wasn’t easy, was it?”
“You seem like a strangely nervous person.”
“Aren’t you a transcendent being, a transcendent being? You’re on a different level from ordinary superhumans like us.”
“Even Mr. Sigmund is not ordinary at level 5······”
“Here, a level 5 is average. A level 6 can’t even put strength into their neck. You have to be at level 7 to walk around with your face up.”
“There is no such thing as Yongdamhohyeol.”
“Uh······ Dragon Pond Tiger Cave?”
Was my translation weird?
It sounds strange when translated directly.
I need to know English proverbs and sayings.
“Okay, okay, now that Mr. Kim is the guardian, let’s have a celebration!”
“Again?”
“Oh, isn’t that obvious? There are a lot of Guardians outside the Federation right now. Aren’t you the benefactor of all people! A benefactor of all people! The city festival will start soon.”
“What about the city festival?”
“That’s right. It’s not enough to be a family festival or a brotherhood festival. Maybe we’ll celebrate Mr. Kim and the Stigmata every year on this day.”
Isn’t that a bit over the top?
If you had told me how to overcome all the stigmata, or even the intermediate ones, then that would be possible, but you only taught me 6 of them and that was it.
If we discover a rule in those 6 types and extend it to all 108 seats, it would be possible······
Phew! Boom bang!
Suddenly, there was the sound of firecrackers exploding outside.
Sigmund started to wiggle his hips.
“Why are you starting without me? You humans! Let’s go! Come on!”
“Okay, just wait a minute. Just catch your breath······”
“Just catch your breath as you go!”
The Norse warrior’s momentum was unstoppable.
I was led outside by Sigmund.
Outside is already a playground.
The whole city was in an uproar.
Guaaaang! Guaaaang!
A superman who can hold and blow a 20-meter-long horn all by himself.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
A superhuman who beats a giant magic field drum recklessly.
Clang! Clang!
A superhuman who hangs a magic room on a skyscraper hundreds of meters high and plays it with his sword like a violin.
The whole city was a dance floor.
Everyone was dancing around, holding a glass of wine in one hand and a large piece of meat in the other.
Screaming and shouting in the guise of singing a song is a bonus.
A naked Norse warrior and a Spartan warrior in a skirt armor dance the cancan with their arms around each other.
In front of the cyborg black augmented soldier break dancing, a magician dressed as a magician scatters tarot cards in all directions, and each time a card is placed, a splendid magic is activated, capturing both eyes.
The priests were no different. They were wearing their priestly robes backwards, standing on their heads, and singing in unison.
It’s so mind-boggling and my nose is blocked.
“What the heck is this······”
“Your Majesty, this is your first time seeing this.”
Sigmund smiled brightly.
“When there is something to celebrate for the entire city, a festival like this is usually held. It has been a really long time. There has been nothing special to celebrate since the last time Your Majesty visited the Labyrinth City, thirty years ago.”
“I’m a little confused.”
“Hahaha! This is a festival you only get to see once in your life. Let’s go!”
Is this a festival?
Isn’t this a crucible of madness?
But soon I too found myself mixed in with the frenzied crowd.
“Mr. Kim! Thank you!”
“Thank you so much!”
“Thanks to you, my daughter is alive!”
“If it weren’t for Mr. Kim, my brother would have died!”
Thanks to the people who are genuinely grateful and who are jumping up and down to say thank you with their whole bodies.
I had to drink to the point of almost dying, but it was okay.
[Indomitable][Drug Resistance][Poison Resistance]
[Sigurd’s Method of Training][Patience][Resolution]
Because I had a trait change.
“Huh? Our guardian can hold his liquor a bit well, huh?”
“Let’s stick together!”
“Let’s go all the way!”
A drunkard Norse warrior.
Monster Bear Bio-Mutation Enhancement Bottle.
A wizard who has studied only alcohol magic his entire life.
A priest who offered wine directly to Dionysus.
They were all no match for each other.
“Why the hell!”
“Ouch!”
“Drrrrrrr······ Phew······”
All that remained around me were the dead.
A superman who gurgles and spits out vomit, a superman who snores loudly while sleeping, a superman who crawls and scrapes the floor.
It was a little disappointing.
Should we say that alcohol calls for alcohol?
I wish I could drink just one or two more bottles.
“Era.”
What kind of alcohol is it?
I should go in and sleep too.
It was when I was walking towards the hotel.
The alley right next to the hotel.
A voice called out to me from a dark place, as the spider descended.
“Brother! Brother!”
Neither English nor German, just raw Korean.
I find myself stopping without realizing it.
Because it was a voice I clearly knew.
“Uh······ Priest?”
Even though his hoodie was pulled down low, he was immediately recognizable.
White hair with a metallic sheen and an innocent face.
It was none other than Kim Sa-je.
