Second Life Ranker Webnovel

[My head hurts.]

The Sword God pressed down his annoyance that kept on swelling up.

After he had declared independence from the One-horned tribe along with the Spear God, the world was just a big wall to him.

Wherever he went, there were obstacles and trials.

But everytime, he won in the end. He dropped his enemies, stole, stepped on them, and stood back up.

And eventually, his surroundings were filled with people like him, and now they were able to be Cheonghwado’s foundation.

So to the Sword God, the world was a wall, but it was also something that he just needed to keep on overcome.

In the past, it was Arthia, and now, it was Red Dragon.

But unlike Arthia, which he was able to easily destroy, Red Dragon was like an iron wall that he couldn’t ever break down.

That was probably to be expected, however, because Red Dragon was a clan that was considered to rule the Tower. And they were the only group strong enough to stand against Allforone.

A fight could only be difficult. Although Cheonghwado had comparatively less players, they had the more skilled ones.

So occasionally, some people said that the only people able to be on equal standing with the Red Dragon was Cheonghwado.

However, the owner of Cheonghwado, Sword God, knew. That it was all bull shit.

Even if Cheonghwado gathered all their full strength, they were still rookies compared to Red Dragon.

The famous 81 Eyes was only the beginning. There were thousands of rankers associated with the Red Dragon, and that wasn’t even including the thousands of inactive players.

More than anything else, Red Dragon had something the other clans didn’t have.

History and culture.

The birth of Red Dragon was from a long time ago.
At the time, many rankers had gathered on the 77th floor to bring Allforone down, and they became a clan. That clan eventually turned into a large organization and left their legacy for the future.

So Red Dragon became a clan that was larger than what was known, and it became an organization that was so tightly organized that it couldn’t be easily defeated.

The number of players that had been dispatched to the 11th floor was only the tip of the iceberg that was Red Dragon.

And just with that, they were able to oppose Cheonghwado. No, to be exact, they were bypassing them.

They had even brought in the One-horned tribe by having the Spear God pledge on his horn, but if Red Dragon really wanted to, Cheonghwado would be crushed.

The only reason keeping Red Dragon from doing that was because they didn’t want to suffer a loss so they were just hesitating.

But Red Dragon definitely wasn’t planning on backing off.

And so the Sword God was deep in thought.

He didn’t even want to be at war with the Red Dragon in the first place. He had only carried through with this because they attacked Leonte first, and he wanted to finish the war as soon as he could.

But if he didn’t, not only would the term ‘Nine Kings’ disappear, the fact that they had surrendered to the Red Dragon would spread.

And then, Cheonghwado’s reputation would turn downhill.

Confidence and self-esteem. These were the two things that Cheonghwado was famous for.

And that couldn’t just disappear.

And so. The Sword God was concerned.

[Is the only solution the ‘Sword’ now?]

Even if Cheonghwado was smaller, they were still one of the large clans.

They had a hidden weapon.

But to activate it, they needed a large amount of magic power. Even the Sword God himself couldn’t freely use that much.
The Sword God called in ‘sword.’

However, depending on how it was used, it could be a spear, arrow, or an Axe.

This was an item of a god that was thought of as a god itself.

So he had never imagined using it despite having it, but now he was having different thoughts.

[It’s still incomplete. But I should get Leonte out.]

To use the ‘sword’ he had stayed silent about it even though he knew what Leonte did.

Stone. The all-rounder item. It would be a big help in using the ‘sword.’

And so the Sword God organized his thoughts. To throw away Leonte. And to obtain the ‘sword’ even if it was incomplete.

[Is there someone, outside?]

After his judgment, he needed to make commands right away.

When he revealed his intent, his subordinate entered the room with his head bowed.

“Did you call me?”

[I have something to say to the Fist God.]

“Yes, sir.”

His subordinate blended into the shadows. And as he waited for Leonte to come, Leonte’s servant came in instead. With the face of someone in a bad mood.

“There’s been trouble.”

[What is it?]

“The Saber God….is trying to hurt the Fist God.”

[What?]

The Sword God’s face froze.

***
Clang!

“This crazy bastard! How many times do I have to say that I don’t have that!”

“I didn’t ask you where it was. I said to bring it.”

Leonte swallowed with a nervous face. The Saber God’s eyes were burning up.

His raw aura was swirling around Leonte like a tornado, and the 9 swords on the ground were vibrating like they were going to attack any second.

It was a fight that even Arthia had to struggle through. The murderous intent of the Saber God felt like it was choking Leonte.

Earlier, the Saber God had come to the resting Leonte and spoke a few simple words.

-Stone, give it.

When Leonte heard that, his head turned white.

The truth that he had been trying to hide was somehow known by the Saber God now.

But on one hand, he felt like crying.

The reason he had struggled all this time was because of the stone. But now that Saber God was telling him to give it up, he felt like this was unbelievable.

So he said he didn’t have it. No, he said that he didn’t know what he was talking about.

And the reply that came back was this.

Murderous intent.

The Saber God’s eyes had a violent look like he was going to rip Leonte apart.

“Bring it.”

A growling voice.

Leonte trembled, but he squeezed his eyes together and screamed. He was also a ranker. The fact that he was being threatened like this hurt his pride.

“I don’t….”
Before Leonte could say anything, the Saber God suddenly flipped him over.

His swords became illuminated and split the air around him, and in an instant, the swords approached Leonte’s neck.

Leonte stepped back, but he couldn’t help but think that it was too late.

His face turned pale, and something fell from the sky like lightning.

Boom!

Eventually, the light wasn’t able to split Leonte’s neck and was flung out.

The Sword God stood back up straight. And like a beast, he looked at the spear that landed right in front of him and glared at the Spear God who lightly stepped in front of him.

“What are you doing? Move, Spear. I don’t have anything to do with you.”

“Saber. What are you doing? Red Dragon is right in front of our nose but you’re fighting friendly fire? Did you really go crazy these days?”

The Spear God twisted his lips.

He didn’t like Leonte, but as the same clan members, he thought it was necessary to keep basic manners.

But what the Saber God was clearly what enemies did. It was a distraction for the clan. It was unacceptable.

“Move.”

But the Saber God acted as if he didn’t know and stepped forward, pulling out another sword. The Spear God got into position again.

But the Saber God stopped walking suddenly. He felt something from his surroundings.

When he turned his head, the Bow God was smiling coldly down at him from the top of a tree.

The Bow God’s ability to use a bow was incomparable to anyone else in the Tower.

Some people compared him to the snake hunter Galliard, but he was still amazing enough to be one of the Martial Gods.

The front was Spear God. The back was the Bow God. With his front and back covered, to get Leonte, he needed to take care of both of them at the same time.

Even the Sword God would have difficulty with this fight. But the Saber God once again acted like he didn’t care and moved forward.

Bringing up the small amount of magic power he had, raised all his swords.

And the Spear God’s face hardened along with it.

He knew that the Saber God was going to fight with all his strength. When the Saber God used all nine of his swords, it was that much dangerous.

The three Marital Gods repeatedly faced off against each other. People near them began to step back. They didn’t want to be involved in this fight.

And so when the Saber God was about to run at the Spear God.

[Just what is going on here?]

A loud voice boomed from the sky. And a huge pressure fell on them, destroying the auras of the three Martial Gods at once.

The Spear God felt dizzy and turned away. The Bow God put his bow down tried to catch his breath with a pale face.

The Saber God, who had been impacted the most, vomited blood and tried to regain his balance. But one of his knees was already on the ground.

Above him, the Sword God quietly landed on the ground.

He was wearing a wooden lion mask that the One-horned tribe frequently wore.

And his famous four swords that were well-known in the entire Tower were swiveling around him.

[What is the matter? Speak, Saber]

The Sword God looked at the messy surroundings and turned to the Saber God.

Under the lion mask, his two eyes were firing up. The Saber God’s attitude was something he couldn’t tolerate, as someone who respected order within the Tower.

The Saber God clenched his teeth and forced himself up.

His magic power started to dry up, and he was only able to get by with the Neidan he received from the Four Legendary Beasts.

“There’s only one thing I want. And I just asked Fist to give it to me.”

What was it? The Sword God didn’t understand what the Unmaterialistic Saber God wanted too much that he was going this far.

[What does the Fist have?]

“Stone.”

[…..]

For a while, the Sword God was silent.

“Sword, so you do know something.”

The Saber God continued to speak.

“I don’t know what that stone is. However, I need to get it.”

[Why?]

“Because my son is captured by them.”

[…..!]

The Sword God’s eyes became bigger.

Everyone around him had a confused face because they couldn’t understand him, but the Sword God understood what had happened right away.

The Saber God’s second rate son, Hanbin, had been kidnapped and the Saber God was being threatened. And they were asking for the stone.

“So give it up. I’ll gladly be punished later. I must rescue my son first.”

The Saber God’s violent eyes were saying that no one could stop him.

But the Sword God didn’t reply right away.
Because he needed the stone too. But the Saber God was someone he definitely needed as well.

The Sword God realized they had fallen in a ridiculous trap.

He didn’t know who had set this up in Red Dragon, but whoever it was, they had done a spectacular job. It was obvious what was going to happen now. So the Sword God had to quickly organize his thoughts.

[Since I don’t understand the situation, let’s settle our anger and finish speaking.]

“Every second is important for me….!”

[I said wait. Saber.]

The Saber God shouted out, but he had to shut his mouth at the Sword God’s cold voice.

The Sword God swiveled his swords around, and eventually, they were surrounding the Saber God.

It was a tremendous gap in strength.

The Saber God bit his lower lip. Even if he was mad, he had to calm down. If he died before he got the stone, his son would die.

And the other players were in formation to attack him any moment now.

Frustrated, the Saber God threw down his swords and relieved his anger that way. The Sword God took back his swords as well, and relaxed.

[First, go into your room and calm down. Then I’ll call you out after this place is organized.]

He spoke respectfully, but it was a clear command.

The Saber God grinded his teeth and had to return to his room with his subordinates holding his hand behind his back.