Chapter 336

336. Fake (2)

Necromancy.

In fact, this could be said to be the origin of my ability to become stronger as I climbed the tower.

Even if it is the soul of a god, if it is a ghost, it can be absorbed and replaced with power.

‘Necromancy... was a foreign power among many unique characteristics.’

Not even that.

It’s not enough to extract skills at all, but you can also extract authority from divine power.

And I already knew for sure that it wasn’t common.

I have seen many Awoken on Earth and those who have bloomed their unique characteristics while climbing the tower, but they did not have this unique characteristic either.

“...”

It was just like that.

The power of a unique characteristic subordinated to a mere system can even covet the soul of a god?

At that point, even if necromancy is a unique characteristic, it can only be seen that it has clearly surpassed the category of mortality.

‘Even necromancy was focused on becoming a divinity itself.’

In fact, it was.

The necromancy that grew through numerous fierce battles made me become the god of death in the latter half.

And only I made it possible to control and deal with all deaths.

If I had to look closely at that point, I could say that necromancy was my growth route arranged by the Tower.

Perhaps the tower was trying to adjust my potential so that I could become a deity who presides over divine < death > through necromancy.

‘Obtaining the Divine < Death > might have been a certain thing for the Tower.’

It’s just that everything didn’t go as the Tower intended.

After the divinity < transcendence > became my essence, the divinity < death > became a secondary means of divinity.

And accordingly, necromancy was also used as the backbone of growth by assisting the divinity < transcendence >, and eventually contributed greatly to the process of becoming an ancient deity.

‘In the first place, I thought the principle of that black sphere was like necromancy...’

If the tower was greatly affected by it, I could easily understand the scene in front of me.

“Now I know for sure.”

The Black Sphere in the Battlefield of the Gods was built on the principles of necromancy.

“Actually, you could say that’s a fake of my necromancy.”

sure

The black marks that still flowed beyond the black sphere were announcing it.

It was an offshoot of the spirit that could be obtained through necromancy, and it was like the supreme treasure that could forcibly increase the vessel of divinity.

“...Is this what the Tower is using the battlefield of the gods as a test ground for?”

I smiled mischievously at him.

“It’s fun.”

and.

Took-.

“Did the battlefield of the gods go like that from the beginning?”

The moment I lightly touched the sword wave of the Blood Heaven Demon Sword.

Only then did the mouth of someone who knew about the Battlefield of the Gods open.

As it was, the Blood Heaven Demon Sword trembled and a panicked voice came out from there.

―...Do you think that’s possible?

And he continued talking like he was dumbfounded.

―Extracting the god’s soul itself and making it dwell in the black sphere? Do you think it would make sense to do something like that?

“Does that mean there is none?”

-okay. God’s soul represents all that God is. If you swallow that wrongly, the ego may collapse, and if that is not enough, there is a possibility that the divinity will collapse due to a backlash.

“....”

―Nine out of ten, unless you have the ability to filter out the impurities of the spirit.

In effect, it means that the Black Sphere is nothing more than a backwards compatibility of Necromancy.

―...And in the first place, the black orb on the battlefield of the gods didn’t work like that.

“then.”

―...The black sphere on the battlefield of the gods was nothing but a mash mixed with any divinity, without the soul of a god.

“...”

And then, Dam Chun-wu spoke in a pensive tone.

―Yes, it certainly must have been....

Suddenly, his voice mixed with questions and borderline emotions.

-It doesn’t seem like that anymore. Anyway, that’s not the original way. Unlike the original soup, it is mixed with the soul of a god.

“It means the situation is worse than it should be.”

– You can see it that way. Perhaps a godhead who can accept that into his inner world... will be able to reach a high level, albeit in a twisted way.

“Ancient godhead...”

―Of course, I can’t give that high of a possibility. It’s just that there are possibilities. The odds of becoming an ancient deity are very low.

“Still, the fact that there is a possibility itself is not pleasant.”

Of course, the possibility itself is very weak.

The battlefield of the gods did not break even after repeated disasters.

As time passed, the fight heated up and the chances of victory solidified.

“The God of Harvest is satisfied that the number of gods has noticeably decreased.

” yes this is correct! The likes of you are not up to this body! ]

This is because the god of harvest, whose pupils were dyed black before he knew it, was connected to the black orb floating in the sky.

「Divine < Harvest > is activated, extracting divinity from [■■] and reaping a very small amount.」

[Hahaha! this! Is this the power of the tower! I feel it...! The harvest of the souls of God! ]

It deserved it.

The god of harvest touched the black orb floating in the sky.

A state in which the contents of the Black Sphere were obtained with the divine power of < Harvest > that only he can use.

And he obtained the ability to overwhelm the gods by stealing the power of the black sphere, albeit very weakly.

「The harvest god extorts and extorts the power beyond the black sphere.」

[You can even covet the soul of a god...! ]

At that, the god of harvest trembled with a voice full of excitement.

[Maybe this body is the only one in the universe that has gained the power to control the soul of a god! ]

And.

[If it’s me now, I won’t be defeated by an ancient deity! ]

Soon, the moment when the god of harvest said that while looking at the deities spilling blood all over the desert.

“You won’t be defeated even by an ancient deity?”

[...? ]

“Is it just a guy like you?”

[ .... ]

“That sounds interesting.”

Suddenly, a man appeared in the middle of the desert.

A man who appeared without showing any sign as if he had torn through space.

Only then did the god of harvest, who noticed the change, had no choice but to frown after reading the man’s energy.

‘I can’t feel anything...?’

It was because she couldn’t read anything from the man who appeared in front of her.

It was as if the man in front of him seemed inanimate to his eyes.

It was unknown whether the man who appeared suddenly had divinity or magical powers, or whether he was mortal beyond that.

‘It’s like this body doesn’t deserve to read that guy’s power...’

And the God of Harvest, thinking to that point, shook his head and twisted his expression.

[ No way! ]

The current Harvest God is in a state of receiving power from the Black Sphere, which is a reward there on the Battlefield of the Gods.

Even though the power gained from the divinity < Harvest > isn’t that great yet, the actual power has reached the upper level of the deity.

So he tried to ignore his own intuition.

Then, the god of harvest opened his dark eyes wide and said with a smile that the man in front of him was not the same.

[ ...joy. There is no need for this body to read the aura of the shallow. ]

The God of Harvest self-justified in that way and gave off a look of intent to live.

[Where are you bugs from again? ]

And.

[Do you want to be killed by this great body that will become an ancient god? ]

next moment.

“me?”

Only then did the man with the twin swords at his waist smile and said.

“It’s not that great...”

It’s nothing else...

“The god of transcendence and death smiles brightly, revealing the status of an ancient deity.

” ]

It was Han Seong-yoon.

Deed———!!

Only then did the God of Harvest, feeling the power of an ancient deity, trembled and made an expression full of astonishment.

[A high ancient deity!? Why is there really an ancient deity here—. ]

[ I don’t think that matters. ]

[ .... ]

But that was only for a moment.

[ you. ]

Just like that, Han Seong-yoon lightly flicked his index finger and smiled.

[I think it draws divine power from the black sphere...]

Even...

[Give me that.]

That’s a very clear greedy smile.