You Have Been Invited to the Auction House of the Gods - Chapter 147

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147

 

I couldn’t easily accept Park Si-on’s words.

 

Sacred power is borrowing the power of God.

 

The idea that I, who had neither belief nor faith, possessed such power didn’t make sense logically.

 

Of course, I wasn’t denying the existence of gods.

 

After all, most of the beings I made deals with were gods.

 

But ‘knowing’ and ‘believing’ are completely different matters.

 

Having evidence doesn’t automatically create faith.

 

A guy with stigmata wouldn’t lie, but…

 

That made it even more troublesome.

 

I couldn’t easily dismiss the fact that there was an unknown power.

 

In the end, there was only one answer.

 

I had to check it myself.

 

I sat in lotus position and circulated the Sun and Moon Divine Art.

 

Sacred Fire.

 

The source of all the power I possessed.

 

I would remove the Karmic Fire and ghostly energy from within it.

 

And whatever remained.

 

Whatever it was, it would be the power I hadn’t noticed until now.

 

The first energy circulation ended.

 

And in the second circulation that began again,

 

I reversed the flow.

 

Separation instead of combination.

 

The principle of reversal instead of natural order.

 

If this were the Central Plains, it would be the perfect action to be called insane.

 

Going against the natural order could easily turn one into a cripple.

 

No, it would definitely turn one into a cripple.

 

But let me think like a Heavenly Demon, not someone from the Central Plains.

 

Is the reason for doing this clear?

 

It’s the same logic as a pure experiment of removing water to extract salt from saltwater.

 

Is there something to gain from doing this?

 

If there’s remaining power and it’s sacred power, I can escape this dungeon quickly.

 

Therefore, what I was about to do was perfectly reasonable from a martial perspective.

 

I ignited the Sacred Fire in my visualization.

 

It was the power created through the first energy circulation.

 

And proceeding with the second circulation in reverse, I began removing the Karmic Fire first.

 

As the blue flames were extracted, the Sacred Fire lost its golden color.

 

At that moment, a chill ran through my entire body.

 

The harmony of yin and yang was broken, and the remaining eerie ghostly energy was freezing my body cold.

 

White breath flowed out every time I exhaled.

 

Frost formed on my skin as if I had used Frost Fire.

 

‘Seeing it directly, it was quite a murderous aura.’

 

The opaquely glowing and condensed ghostly energy emitted overwhelming pressure.

 

It felt like standing alone in the middle of an endless bamboo forest.

 

If I hadn’t inherited Bi Hyeong-rang, I would have gone mad just from facing it.

 

After the second circulation ended, I immediately started the third circulation.

 

This time it was a cycle to extract the ghostly energy.

 

Ghostly energy flowing out like threads.

 

Terrible Ghost Valley Cries echoed around me.

 

Thus the third circulation ended.

 

What remained in the place where even the opaque alien sensation had disappeared was…

 

‘…Water?’

 

A transparent liquid like colorless and odorless water.

 

A handful of water pooled in the place where the Karmic Fire and ghostly energy had flown away.

 

It wasn’t sacred power.

 

No, it was an aura very similar to sacred power.

 

But it was an energy of several levels higher caliber.

 

As I gathered that energy, I could understand why Park Si-on called it sacred power.

 

It wasn’t borrowed divine power, but the original itself.

 

The divine authority that remained after removing the Karmic Fire and ghostly energy was my divine power as a demigod.

 

“Whew…”

 

I exhaled deeply and finished my energy circulation.

 

I slowly opened my eyes.

 

‘It’s very subtle, but this should be enough to clear it.’

 

I slowly got up from my seat and looked around.

 

If the people here saw the power I possessed, that would also be a bit troublesome.

 

Since it was power close to the original source of sacred power, whatever happened would be quite a headache.

 

The moment I turned around like that, I made eye contact with Park Si-on.

 

‘Why is he over there…’

 

Like hell he just happened to run into me while going to the bathroom…

 

Looking at his eyes, it was certain he had seen it.

 

I urgently brought my finger to my lips.

 

I was about to emit killing intent for a sure silencing, but stopped.

 

‘Killing intent won’t work because of the stigmata.’

 

But fortunately, he nodded as if he understood.

 

I thought I’d need to ensure his silence properly once we left the dungeon,

 

and walked toward where the tower was.

 

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[1st Place: Han Sang-in / Breakthrough Record: 73rd Floor][1st Place: Han Sang-in / Breakthrough Record: 81st Floor][1st Place: Han Sang-in / Breakthrough Record: 90th Floor]

 

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[1st Place: Han Sang-in / Breakthrough Record: 99th Floor]

 

With a thud, the 100th floor’s boss, the Death Knight, fell to its knees.

 

I still hadn’t figured out how to use the divine power I possessed.

 

However, just being able to create sword energy like ordinary internal energy,

 

that alone was enough to climb the tower without problems.

 

‘It should be around lunchtime now.’

 

I had started climbing the tower as soon as I confirmed the existence of divine power.

 

Since that was in the middle of the night, about half a day had passed, so the base village would be having an early lunch around now.

 

‘I should suggest eating lunch outside.’

 

With that thought, I opened the final door.

 

“…”

 

But no message came.

 

Even if not a message, if I had cleared the dungeon, there should have been a portal leading outside.

 

But beyond the door wasn’t a portal, but the tower’s rooftop.

 

Like looking at an unfinished space whose design wasn’t complete, only an opaque floor and gray sky greeted me.

 

“Hah…”

 

I ran my hand through my hair and let out a hollow laugh.

 

And at that moment—

 

The floor twisted.

 

The opaque floor cracked, and dozens of doors rose up.

 

At the same time, my power was sealed.

 

Both mana and sacred power, all of it.

 

The moment I realized this fact, unpleasant emotions surged.

 

‘It was structured to be unclearable from the beginning.’

 

As all the if scenarios stemming from this structure formed in my head, my expression naturally frowned.

 

The very intention itself was disgustingly unpleasant.

 

The 50th floor was structured so only Hunters with mana could clear it,

 

and from the 51st floor onward, it was structured so only Hunters with sacred power could clear it.

 

The moment you feel the liberation of having cleared all those obstacles,

 

reaching the tower’s rooftop strips away all that hope.

 

Then it would display a message in the Base Village that the 100th Floor had been cleared.

 

Then the Village People would understand.

 

Only those who clear the 100th Floor can leave the Dungeon.

 

Then more people would continue to challenge it,

 

And the conqueror of the 100th Floor who realized the truth would fall into despair.

 

The creator’s sinister intention of producing false hope was disgusting.

 

And the fact that this Dungeon was created by Cult Members who spread faith under the name of sanctity.

 

The fortunate thing was that Divine Power wasn’t sealed.

 

Either they didn’t anticipate a Hunter who could use Divine Power,

 

Or they lacked the ability to seal Divine Power.

 

It had to be one of the two.

 

Or perhaps they didn’t even know of the existence of Divine Power in the first place.

 

I had only sensed Divine Power when Purple Finger invaded, or from the High Priest of the Giant Tribe Dungeon.

 

Apart from myself and the Cult Leader,

 

I doubted there was anyone on Earth who knew about that power.

 

“Huu…”

 

As I exhaled deeply, white breath escaped.

 

From all directions, boss monsters from the 1st to 100th Floors were rushing toward me as a legion.

 

The trembling of the ground could be felt even here.

 

I took out Bacchus and Red Monster from my pocket and poured them into my mouth.

 

Simultaneously, blue patterns were drawn on my skin.

 

It was the Mana Circuit I had drawn Before the 50th Floor, just in case.

 

Then I transformed Galmu into the form of the Heavenly Demon Sword.

 

The golden sacred flame that bloomed from my body slowly lifted me into the air.

 

Various attacks flew toward me as I rose in the middle of the Battlefield,

 

But they couldn’t penetrate the aura of the sacred flame.

 

When I had risen sufficiently high into the Sky, I looked down below.

 

I slowly raised the Heavenly Demon Sword upward.

 

A tremendous energy enveloped the Sword.

 

It wasn’t the golden energy of the sacred flame.

 

A deep black that absorbed all light.

 

It was the void of Heavenly Demon Hyeonmu-wol.

 

Though it couldn’t match her Divine Authority, it had sufficient power to erase this unpleasantness and irritation all at once.

 

A sword that erases existence itself.

 

I brought that massive sword straight down toward the Tower.

 

—!

 

A massive Sword Strike that even swallowed sound poured toward the Tower.

 

When light returned to the Dungeon that had turned black from devouring even light,

 

Nothing remained below me.

 

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