The Martial God who Regressed Back to Level 2 Novel

Chapter 209

Exclusive map for warriors, Valhalla.

The walls are made of golden shields.

The warrior's palace, with its grand hall formed by towering pillars.

In this map, 50 warriors from each team are selected to compete in Valhalla's grand hall.

= Ah, the viewership ratings have broken the all-time record!

= It's even higher than the quarterfinals of the Champions League in 2018!

= Maybe because it's the first national team game since entering the main game on Battle.net. There are a lot of people watching the game from abroad too!

= Vladimir's performance also seems to contribute to this success!

= Yes, he showed an amazing performance! Although we lost the first two or three games... he will play in the fourth game!

= Ah, the 50% chance didn't work out! Coach No Young-jun's ban didn't work!

Flash! Flash!

Russian warriors summoned from the western region.

At the forefront stood Vladimir, his face covered in scars.

- Why is your face like that?

- It wasn't like this in the first game, was it?

- He's become a complete monster.

Just a few hours ago, his face was clean, but now Vladimir's face is completely covered in scars.

He stared at Sung JiHan, who was summoned in the east, with intense eyes.

Thump!

He stomped on the ground.

"Blood transfusion."

And then.

Boom! Boom!

The warriors behind him began to explode simultaneously.

Just like in the first game, Vladimir was blowing up his allies.

Bones and flesh disappeared in an instant.

Only blood droplets remained in the air, rushing towards him.

This time, especially, the blood was rushing towards his face.

Squelch. Squelch...

It stuck to his face, filling his scars.

'He's even more powerful than before.'

Although he only blew up half as many players as in the first game.

The energy he emitted was stronger than before.

Sung JiHan glanced at the warriors behind him.

The Korean warriors without the Sword King.

Among the countries participating in the Northeast Asia League, they were the weakest.

'If I leave these guys alone, they'll explode like the others.'

Instead of helping in the fight against Vladimir, they would become a source of energy for the enemy.

It was best to get rid of them quickly.

Mumyongshingong.

Myeolsingyeol.

Mangwibongsin.

Sung JiHan took out a sword from his inventory and stuck it into the ground.

Then, strange patterns appeared on the ground in an instant.

The Mangwibongsin, which had become useless allies, were now being used for disposing of them.

"Uh... wait a minute..."

"I'm, I'm being sucked in...!"

Shooooo!

In an instant, 49 Korean warriors disappeared.

= Ahh...!

= What is happening?!

= As soon as the game started, all 100 warriors disappeared! Only two are left!

= Sung JiHan. It seems like he made the decision because he was afraid his allies would fall victim to Vladimir's "blood transfusion"!

= Indeed, there is no need to give the enemy any more power!

Vladimir, covered in blood on his face, looked at Sung JiHan as if he couldn't believe it, and raised his hand.

And then.

Crack!

Blood exploded in the air.

"Ah...!"

"The screen is covered in blood!"

"What kind of nonsense is this!?"

"To block the transmission screen. Is such a thing possible...!?"

The transmission screen was dyed crimson.

Blocking the outside gaze, he slowly opened his mouth.

"To use the Eastern Bloodline's power in such a way. He would be amazed if he saw it."

"The Eastern Bloodline's power? The Man-Gwi Bongshin?"

Sung JiHan looked at the pattern of the Man-Gwi Bongshin.

Is this the power of the Eastern Bloodline?

"What exactly does 'power' mean?"

"You don't even know about this and yet you managed to seize the power... Have you received separate martial arts training from the God of War?"

To not know about the power and still be able to display it?

Longinus, who had taken over Vladimir's body, questioned Sung JiHan with a bewildered expression.

"Fine, I just know."

Sung JiHan lightly replied.

He couldn't tell the other person about his past life.

"Hah, you just know? How arrogant. A person who will soon be trampled by the God of War is running wild."

"Hey, isn't the Cross of Iron your power? That was the easiest thing, right?"

"This bastard...!"

Vladimir, who had given and received blows, couldn't contain his anger at Sung JiHan's words.

"To mock the power of the God of War...! I can't tolerate it!"

Sss...!

The blood that covered the screen gathered in one place.

Vladimir's Blood Cross Sword began to reveal itself again.

With a more intense force than in the first match, Vladimir emitted a crimson aura.

As the blood burned in the surroundings, he unleashed a bloody martial art.

Vladimir now looked more like a monster than a human.

However, compared to his enhanced appearance, Sung JiHan...

"The power of the God of War? The Cross of Iron is the power of the God of War? Hoho..."

From Vladimir's words, Sung JiHan obtained a hint about the Cross of Iron.

Drawing the cross of blood and steel.

The martial art that judged instant death by thrusting a spear into the human on top of it, the Cross of Iron.

Sung JiHan had modified it in his own way and used it as a powerful defense mechanism.

"Indeed, the spear attack that finishes off the cross was the main point."

Looking at the God of War-related person who was running wild, Sung JiHan was able to grasp the essence of the Cross of Iron, which he had vaguely predicted until now.

"I won't kill you easily!"

Whoosh!

An enraged Vladimir charged forward.

Thud! Thud!

Dozens of blows were exchanged in an instant.

Unlike in the first match, the Blood Cross Sword did not explode.

"Ah..."

"Vladimir is too strong!"

"Sung JiHan is struggling to defend!"

"The battle is clearly different from the first match...!"

The battle screen appeared again.

To the commentator, it seemed that Sung JiHan was being completely overwhelmed.

The unyielding Blood Cross Sword.

And the bloodthirsty aura attacking from all directions.

Vladimir's physical abilities, which were more than twice as fast as in the first match.

-Wow... Isn't that too unfair?

-How did he become so much stronger than in the first match?

-No, seriously, if he was that strong, he should have shown that power in the Space League. Why is he showing it here?

-For real, with that level of strength, he could have defeated a High Elf, man.

It was amazing how Sung JiHan managed to hold on.

Vladimir had complete control of the situation.

However.

"This guy...!"

Longinus inside Vladimir was not satisfied with the current situation.

Now there is definitely a difference in physical abilities.

Even though Sung JiHan is using the power of emptiness.

Longinus, who had modified his avatar to suit himself, still couldn't keep up with his abilities.

But.

"Was it for nothing... to receive the choice of the soul?"

Even in the midst of being completely overwhelmed.

Sung JiHan did not allow any attacks.

He tried to suck all of his vitality by just grazing his flesh once.

His skill in avoiding and defending, even in the eyes of his enemy, was admirable.

"But now... it's over!"

The two warriors had reached the corner of Valhalla.

As the blood-filled Holy Cross Sword grew larger.

It blocked Sung JiHan's retreat completely and tried to strike him.

But then.

Nameless Divine Art

Annihilation Divine Technique

Iron Blood Cross

A cross with a hole in the middle, a pure white cross rose in front of Sung JiHan.

When the energy of life was infused into it.

A green shield enveloped his body.

An Iron Blood Cross modified in the style of Sung JiHan's defense.

"Thi-this...!"

Longinus, who saw it, stopped moving while holding his sword.

He knew about the existence of this modified Iron Blood Cross, but.

It was the first time he had seen it with his own eyes.

To think that a being who is not a god would dare to modify it, he thought his anger would soar.

"...."

Rather, it felt like cold water was poured on his head.

His anger subsided and his reason returned.

How could you think of changing that perfect Iron Blood Cross...?

"Why did you change the manifestation of the completed art to your liking?"

In response to Longinus' question.

"The Iron Blood Cross is complete? Is that so?"

Sung JiHan smirked as if it was ridiculous.

"Is it completion to make a cross and pierce the middle with a spear? If you just want to stab, then stab. If you want to defend with a cross, then defend. How troublesome is that?"

"Trou...blesome?"

"Huh."

Longinus' eyes trembled at those words.

To think that the martial arts of a god... would be troublesome?

For someone who has lived as a disciple of a god, it was an unthinkable thought.

"But don't you have anything other than drawing crosses?"

"...What?"

"Try using it as a reference later. Here."

Thump. Thump.

As Sung JiHan tapped his Iron Blood Cross with his hand.

Longinus let out a bitter laugh.

"...You're going to extract the divine killing separately?"

"Yeah, so what?"

To modify the martial arts of a god to suit oneself...

"Is it because you're ignorant?"

But still.

The fact that he had such an idea was shocking to Longinus.

"Ha..."

Sssss...

The energy gathered from Vladimir scattered.

The face that had been hidden by fatigue was revealed.

As if his soul had left, he looked desolate.

"I..."

He trembled.

The Holy Cross Sword in his hand moved and tried to transform.

At first, the sky on one side of the road changed.

Then it turned into a hammer, then a club.

Blood gathered and scattered freely, and the Holy Cross Sword took on various forms of weapons.

But.

Only one.

The 'spear' could not take shape.

"...I, Longinus, cannot do it."

Longinus looked at the blood that did not transform into a spear until the end.

He muttered with a faint expression.

* * *

'Longinus?'

Longinus, famous for stabbing Jesus with a spear.

Sung JiHan, who had no religion, had heard that name before.

Among the weapons in mythology, the Holy Spear Longinus belonged to a considerable axis.

'But he can't use a spear....'

Is there any connection to a god?

But why was Longinus known for stabbing with a spear in later generations?

When Sung JiHan wondered about that name.

"Ah, no..."

Longinus, who had been standing blankly with a desolate expression, suddenly opened his eyes wide.

[Longinus.]

The voice of the wandering god rang in his ears.

[Use the spear.]

"Master... Do you permit it?"

[Yes.]

As soon as the god's approval was given.

Sssss....

No matter how many times he tried to transform it, the shape of the spear that couldn't be achieved.

It was instantly materialized in Longinus' hand.

"...Ha."

Longinus clicked his tongue as he looked at the created blood spear with a disappointed expression.

It was this easy.

It didn't work because permission wasn't given.

"It worked?"

"The master... permitted it."

"Do you have to get permission for every little thing, like making a spear?"

"Yes. That is the fate of the chosen."

Longinus agreed with Sung JiHan's words.

He quietly looked at the blood spear he had created.

'The master has only permitted the spear a few times.'

A powerful throne.

Or the spear of divine punishment that was temporarily allowed during battles with the substitute.

The god was stingy in allowing the spear.

But to allow it against Sung JiHan, in a battle net game like this....

'...Does the master also want the martial arts modification that Sung JiHan is trying to do?'

If so, as a chosen one, he should follow that will.

Sssss....

Longinus raised the spear.

"Sung JiHan. You said you wanted to learn, right? Stabbing."

"Huh?"

"Then... I'll show you."

The tip of the spear pointed at the white cross.

"The spear of divine punishment."

Longinus' energy gathered into one point.