novelraw Chapter 193 : Righteous Faction and Demonic Cult
Chapter 193 : Righteous Faction and Demonic Cult
"Kyuu!"
[A new race, Slime, is added to the 7th world.]
What came out of the egg was a large, squishy, and cute slime.
In the past, slimes were nothing more than ordinary monsters. But after the Divine-Demonic War, most of the ordinary monsters in the current 7th world were extinct.
[You have achieved the First Race title.]
[As the ordinary species Slime has obtained the First title, its racial value increases to the mythical species King Slime.]
"Kyuu!"
[With the appearance of a new race, a part of the 7th world is regenerated.]
This voice was echoing in everyone's ears now.
"No way!"
Lancelot, the guardian of the 7th world, felt that the 7th world was expanding in real time.
'The part that was destroyed and lost in the Divine-Demonic War is being newly created!'
This was the restoration work that Lancelot had been hoping and wishing for all this time!
How much effort had he put in for this in the past.
But it had all failed, and he was in a state of almost giving up.
The regeneration of the world he had finally found.
Lancelot said.
"1st summoning test, Murong Yoo of the 1st martial world wins!"
* * *
Before the 2nd test was held, a short break was given.
Murong Yoo's party was talking about what they had just heard.
"So this is the word of the world. I've never heard it before!"
The 1st martial world, in other words, what is called causality in the Central Plains.
However, in the Central Plains, it was not something that everyone could hear so directly.
The condition was that one had to be a person who had reached the supreme realm of the Profound Realm to be able to read causality.
"By the way, is there really something special about this kid?"
Paeng Yoo-ran asked, rubbing the King Slime's squishy body.
"The texture is definitely the best. It's to the point where you can get a comfortable night's sleep if you hug it while sleeping."
"Kyuu!"
The King Slime turned slightly red.
Namgung Cheon was fiddling with his sword. Because a desire to cut that squishy liquid part was welling up.
Murong Yoo, without even realizing how great a thing he had just done, was very satisfied with the King Slime's big and cute appearance.
"From now on, we will start the 2nd test."
The seven representatives who had been scattered gathered again.
The theme of the 2nd test was archery.
"The measurement of the 2nd test is that the person who shoots the arrow the farthest wins."
The method of the test was very simple.
And the person who went first this time was Murong Yoo. Honestly, there was the fact that he had won before, and the biggest reason was that people's attention was so focused that if he didn't go, no one would go first.
"Is the way of shooting the arrow free?"
Today was definitely the first time Murong Yoo had held a bow.
"Yes."
Murong Yoo normally put the arrow on the bow and pulled it. But he had a feeling that it wouldn't fly that far with just the tension of the bow.
So Murong Yoo put down the bow and just held the arrow in his hand.
Then he heard the commotion of the people around him seeing his action.
Murong Yoo decided to trust his gut.
He pulled his arm back with all his might and then threw the arrow into the air.
"Huh? It flies that far?"
"Is the Central Plains a place where only ignorant people survive?"
Murong Yoo, who was satisfied with the arrow that had flown quite far in his opinion, returned to his seat.
And the next turns followed, and Murong Yoo felt that there were truly many strange people in the world.
Murong Yoo finished the 2nd test in 5th place this time.
The 1st place in the 2nd test was Elrave of the ancient race of the great elves. The distance was 25 li. It flew so far that it was hard to see with the naked eye.
The theme of the 3rd test was crafting.
"With the materials here, each of you should create the best work you can."
In the 3rd test, Baran of the ancient race of the high dwarves overwhelmingly took 1st place. For reference, Murong Yoo finished the 3rd test in 7th place.
And the strange work that Murong Yoo had made became the King Slime's food.
"Kyuu!"
[The King Slime absorbs mithril.]
[The King Slime's level increases. It becomes King Slime (lv0->1).]
[The King Slime learns the skill, Division.]
Although he had only given it something like iron ore, Murong Yoo was at first flustered by the words echoing in his head, but he soon got used to it.
Such a Murong Yoo had a value that was not visible to others, and that was the affinity value that was only visible between the summon and the summoner.
King Slime (lv1) (Affinity 1,000)
Murong Yoo didn't know if this was high or not. It was known that an affinity of 100 was very high. To the King Slime, Murong Yoo was on the same level as the creator god who had brought him into this world.
"Is it delicious?"
"Kyuu!"
"Really? I'll give you more delicious things later. Let's grow up healthy!"
"Kyuu!"
[The King Slime's affinity increases by '100'.]
At the lightly rising affinity, Murong Yoo thought that affinity was not very important.
In the 4th, 5th, and 6th tests that followed, he did not get good results.
Now, the last 7th test.
"The last test is a pure martial arts duel."
The theme of the tests so far had been the specialty of each world. And upon hearing the content of this test, he could immediately understand which world's method this seventh test had adopted.
The law of the jungle.
The strong are respected.
The way of the Heavenly Demon Divine Cult, the 1st martial world.
"The duel will be by drawing lots. And considering that the number of people is odd, one person will advance by default. Considering that luck is also a skill, I think everyone will have no complaints."
At Lancelot's words, the seven people nodded.
And in the following drawing of lots, Murong Yoo scratched the back of his head and smiled awkwardly.
"Haha. It's me?"
The one who had drawn the bye was Murong Yoo. And Murong Yoo seemed to know why he had drawn the bye.
No! He couldn't not know.
[You possess the First Race. Your luck stat increases significantly.]
The words, which were now visible to Murong Yoo as a phrase.
Three matches were held quickly.
The first match was a duel between Silverune and Elrave.
Silverune used spirits and magic, and Elrave used a bow and physical skills.
The winner was Silverune.
The second match was between Baran and White Pink Nyan.
Although Baran had taken out a weapon that was unusual at a glance, it moved on its own and attacked like Mjolnir before.
White Pink Nyan showed overwhelming physical ability, dodged Baran's weapon here and there, and won the second match.
The third match was between Yoo Il-han and Helen.
Yoo Il-han used martial arts, and Helen used magic.
Although the elemental magic that Helen had used was amazing, Yoo Il-han had led to victory by cutting through all of it.
And the following semi-finals.
Finally, Murong Yoo's turn came.
Murong Yoo's opponent was White Pink Nyan.
"I've always wanted to fight with a person called a martial artist, meow!"
White Pink Nyan had grown up listening to many stories about guardians since she was young. The most she had heard was about the Martial God.
And now, a person from the same worldview as the Martial God was in front of her.
"Be careful, meow!"
Although White Pink Nyan had entered the Soma Garden to save her half-destroyed world, she had also come here because there were no more strong people of her age in her 6th world.
As they say, strength is built up in a fight with a strong person.
Swish.
White Pink Nyan kicked off the ground. One of the specialties of the cat tribe, high-speed movement, followed.
And White Pink Nyan was able to be sure that she could become even stronger in the previous duel.
[High-speed movement changes to super-speed movement. The speed becomes faster.]
'I'm fast, meow!'
Just then. White Pink Nyan felt something flash in front of her.
No! It actually flashed, and a thunderbolt that could only be seen on a rainy day fell in front of her.
"Meow?"
White Pink Nyan urgently turns her head back.
"You're fast, aren't you?"
Murong Yoo had been training under the two Heavenly Demons for the past time.
-If your senses and body are combined, you can do this too.
-It's a technique that your dad uses well.
A technique that uses the power of lightning in the body.
Reversal of Heaven, Fourth Form, Reversal of the World.
If it were him before learning from the Heavenly Demon grandfathers, he would have been pushed back by the speed just now.
"You're faster than me, meow! I've never seen it before, meow! Then, you're faster than this, meow!"
White Pink Nyan acknowledged Murong Yoo as a worthy opponent.
So she decided to show her best.
White Pink Nyan gently placed her two feet and two arms on the ground like a real cat. And she curled her body into a ball and crouched.
"Meow, meow!"
White Pink Nyan, who was crying like a real cat.
Murong Yoo imagined that if the opponent had fluffy fur, her fur would be standing on end.
Although it wasn't actually like that, White Pink Nyan's fighting spirit was now surrounding her body like the fur that Murong Yoo was imagining.
In Murong Yoo's eyes, he could see White Pink Nyan's muscles swelling.
'It's coming.'
Murong Yoo's instinct sent a warning.
Something on a different level from before is coming.
The words of the world were heard in White Pink Nyan's ears.
[Using the super-speed movement enchant skill, Sonic Boom.]
White Pink Nyan seemed to know why this 7th world was chosen as the location of the Soma Garden at this moment.
'It's comfortable, meow!'
Because every time she did something, the words of the world would tell her exactly.
'Besides, Sonic Boom is cool, meow! The name of this technique is you, meow!'
And the names given were all cool.
White Pink Nyan shouted the name of the technique in her mind.
'Sonic Boom!'
At that moment, the terrain was overturned, and White Pink Nyan was shot.
Boom, boom, boom, boom!
Murong Yoo, seeing White Pink Nyan who was flying while overturning the ground, felt that he was facing a huge cannon.
Such a Murong Yoo had his left hand up and his right hand down.
At that, Paeng Yoo-ran and Namgung Cheon opened their mouths as if they were throwing up.
"Yin and Yang!"
"It's Taiji!"
What the two had seen was correct.
And the eyes of Yoo Il-han of the 2nd martial world, who was watching this match, became even narrower.
'I thought he was just an ignorant guy who could only use strong fists.'
The harmony of strength and weakness.
That also matched the group that the 2nd martial world was pursuing.
The left hand, which was facing up, gently wraps around White Pink Nyan's head.
"Meow?"
White Pink Nyan, feeling an unknown sense of satisfaction, felt her body being gently rolled up.
Soon, her right hand wrapped around White Pink Nyan's legs.
"Meow?"
This time too, White Pink Nyan had a strange experience of her vision being reversed with an unknown sense of satisfaction.
And when she came to her senses, White Pink Nyan was standing on the ground in a perfect posture. As if it were a lie that she had been shot like a cannon just now.
"What was that, meow?"
Yoo Il-han immediately realized what Murong Yoo had just done.
'A subtlety of the Pear Blossom Connection that is close to perfection!'
It was believable even if the Sword Saint, the leader of the Wudang Sect, had performed it himself.
'How dare a mere Demonic Cult perform such a high-level group?'
And the following single fist.
Yoo Il-han's eyes widened once again.
'Is that the Hundred Steps Divine Fist of Shaolin? How dare a mere Demonic Cult! To use the martial arts of the Great Righteous Faction in a row?'
However, that Hundred Steps Divine Fist stopped right in front of White Pink Nyan's face.
"Huh? I-I think this person has fainted."
Lancelot approached White Pink Nyan, waved his hand in front of her a few times, and then said.
"Murong Yoo wins!"
The following semi-final, 2nd match, was a duel between Yoo Il-han of the 2nd martial world and Elrave of the ancient elves.
Although Elrave fought hard, dodging Yoo Il-han's attacks and shooting arrows, she could not avoid Yoo Il-han's persistent attacks and eventually allowed them, her steps slowed down, and it led to her defeat.
"Yoo Il-han wins!"
And so, the final duel was decided to be between Murong Yoo of the 1st martial world and Yoo Il-han of the 2nd martial world.
Yoo Il-han said to Murong Yoo.
"I will never lose to a mere Demonic Cult."
As a proper demonic practitioner, he could not help but give a true education.
Murong Yoo said.
"My dad said. That the Righteous Faction bastards only come to their senses after being beaten."
The Righteous Faction and the Demonic Cult.
The fight between two beings that could never coexist was about to begin.
Such a Murong Yoo was not aware.
That until just a while ago, he had been a diligent member of the Righteous Faction.
(End of Chapter)