The Martial God who Regressed Back to Level 2 Novel

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-In the past, the price of relics was really cheap.

The saint reminisced about the old days.

-The items were classified as relics, but their actual abilities were not that great.

-Is that so?

-Yes. However, when the Earth tutorial first started in 2010, there must have been some secret, so the prices were high...

The saint spread her hands and spoke.

-Even after 10 years, when the secret of the relics was not revealed, the prices hit rock bottom.

-So? Let's get to the point.

-You're impatient. I was going to tell you about the history of relic collection.

She pursed her lips and then Sung JiHan got to the main point she wanted.

-Among the relics, there are relics from outer space.

-I know.

-If you hold onto them and concentrate your divine power while praying, you can gain divine power by saying, "I understand the god of outer space."

-...Is that it?

-Yes. It has to be relics from outer space. And you have to hold onto the relics for quite a long time.

-It seems like an easy condition, why wasn't it widely known?

-From the perspective of supporters, there is no need to use relics from outer space. Relics passed down in Earth's religions like Christianity and Buddhism directly give supporters a divine power bonus. Outer space relics don't have that.

The saint tilted her head as she said that.

-But now that I think about it, it seems like I'm not the only one who knows this method. There were people who consistently purchased relics from outer space.

-Really?

-Yes. But they disappeared after 2019.

At that time, I didn't think much of what she said.

However, Sung JiHan was able to figure out who the other buyer she was talking about was while searching through the penthouse.

"It was my sister."

Sung JiHan's sister, Sung JiAh.

She was also a top-class supporter in Korea.

She was a "saint."

And she sacrificed herself to prevent a massive "accident" that occurred in Korea in 2019.

It matched the time when purchases disappeared after 2019, just like the American saint said.

"And... piles of relics from outer space were discovered in my sister's storage room."

When she investigated the penthouse.

Sung JiHan discovered that her sister JiAh had accumulated relics from outer space in the storage area she used.

And most of the items were...

[Relics from outer space (Grade F)]

-Although they were relics from outer space, they are useless because the divine power has disappeared.

The item descriptions were written like this.

But some items were different from the others.

"For example, this one."

Whack! Whack!

Sung JiHan smashed the zombie's head with an iron rod and recalled the description of this item.

[Relic from outer space - Iron Rod (Grade E)]

-A weapon with strong durability.

-Outer space clergy strengthen their faith by striking the heads of heretics.

Perhaps because one has to strike the heads of heretics to strengthen their faith.

This item was still in her sister's storage room, without absorbing any divine power.

And every time Sung JiHan smashed a zombie's head...

[Understanding of outer space faith deepens.]

[Divine power slightly increases.]

These messages kept appearing.

Especially when facing powerful blood zombies.

[Sung JiHan is pleased to meet a terrifying heretic.]

[In accordance with the original purpose of the holy artifact, sacred power arises on its own.]

Sung JiHan was awakening the use of sacred power in Sung JiHan, who had a low sacred power value.

'In some ways, it's similar to raising one's spirit.'

Of course, raising one's spirit and using sacred power had different starting points.

Raising one's spirit starts from the lower abdomen, while sacred power felt like it extended from the head to the hands.

Anyway, they were both forms of energy.

After receiving guidance in the use of sacred power, Sung JiHan was now able to naturally manifest sacred power as a weapon.

Bang!

Another blood zombie's head exploded, and it burst into white flames.

It was an overwhelmingly powerful dance, even for a level 6 bronze player.

Sung JiHan killed over a hundred zombies and even blew up the heads of ten blood zombies.

[I completely understand the faith of the extraterrestrial beings.]

[Sacred power increases by 1.]

[The grade of the extraterrestrial artifact 'Iron Rod' has dropped to F.]

As the sacred power of the iron rod was absorbed, its grade decreased.

By smashing the heretic's head according to the purpose of the weapon, Sung JiHan believed he had understood the faith of the extraterrestrial beings.

'Even if it's F-grade, it's still usable.'

Only the sacred power contained in the artifact disappeared.

The sturdiness of the iron rod remained the same.

"Now, I'll use sacred power sparingly while fighting."

Even though the heads of numerous comrades exploded, the zombies kept charging without hesitation.

Thwack! Thwack! Thwack!

He didn't use sacred power against regular zombies; he simply smashed their heads.

Chiing-!

Whenever smoke rose among the zombies, Sung JiHan raised sacred power on the iron rod in preparation for the blood zombies.

Through perfect distribution of power, Sung JiHan fought without retreating, killing all the zombies.

"Wow. This is insane..."

The archer stared endlessly at his back.

What would happen to the equipment of the Jangpanpa?

The movement of the rod.

Precisely and chillingly, he struck the heads of the zombies one by one.

It seemed as if he could grasp every movement of the zombies.

Meanwhile, Im GaYoung was even more amazed by Sung JiHan's power from the perspective of a warrior.

"...His control over power is perfect."

He didn't manifest sacred power when facing regular zombies.

Only when facing blood zombies, he used sacred power right before smashing their heads, conserving his strength.

Although Im GaYoung was also a bronze player, she was able to handle the sword energy due to her exceptional gift.

She knew how difficult it was.

"...As the lady said, I was lucky not to meet the author in the Colosseum."

Sung JiHan.

His power was unrivaled.

The iron rod that destroyed the heads of zombies like smashing watermelons.

'Can I avoid that?'

Im GaYoung had no confidence.

After Sung JiHan single-handedly slaughtered countless enemies, dozens of minutes passed.

Changes occurred in the game.

"Oh. A-another tower has already been eliminated! We're not in last place! We're not!"

The archer rejoiced while checking the scoreboard.

With a record of 430 kills, they were in 10th place, the lowest rank.

On the other hand, Sung JiHan was in 5th place with 478 kills.

"We'll help too! We need to increase our kills, even if it's just a little!"

The archer trembled with excitement as he aimed his arrows at the zombies during the protest.

His attitude had completely changed compared to what he had said to Sung JiHan earlier.

If five towers were to fall, the next ranking would be determined by the number of kills, so they had to kill more zombies as quickly as possible.

"May I join the battle?"

When Im GaYoung asked for permission from Sung JiHan, he looked at the scoreboard.

"478... It's still impossible to eliminate 1,000 zombies."

It was a quest to eliminate 1,000 zombies.

Even though he had been relentlessly killing zombies alone, it was impossible to clear the quest within the given time.

"But as my level increases, I'll be matched with stronger opponents from other towers."

However, in the new game, the situation would be different from when he was killing zombies alone due to trolls.

"I guess... Should I go down and break this achievement?"

Sung JiHan looked down at the zombies while killing them.

There were so many zombies on the ground that it couldn't be compared to the number climbing the tower.

No matter how much support he had in terms of strength stats, it was still impossible at the moment.

"I should grow stronger and challenge it later."

Sung JiHan postponed clearing the quest and replied to Im GaYoung.

"Please do so."

"Yes!"

Swoosh-

When Sung JiHan gave permission, Im GaYoung energetically drew her sword.

Rather than a Western-style sword, it resembled a Chinese sword.

When she drew her sword, the scent of plum blossoms filled the air.

And when Sung JiHan smelled the fragrance, he could recall who she was in the past.

"Im GaYoung. Someone said it was... the Plum Blossom Sword."

Im GaYoung, the Plum Blossom Sword.

She was a prominent figure in Korea as the representative of the next Warrior class after Yun SeJin, the Sword King, left Korea.

While Sung JiHan was late in awakening his gift and obtaining the Nameless Martial Art, she was rapidly growing.

She was already one of the most prominent players in Korea.

"...But it didn't end well."

In the final match of the Northeast Asia League that caused the downfall of Korea, she participated as the representative of Korea and perished at the hands of Yun SeJin, the top player in Japan.

"This time, there won't be a chance for me to die. You should be grateful to me."

Naturally, Sung JiHan believed that he would be the representative of Korea.

He was demonstrating the strength that matched his belief.

"Oh...! Two more towers have fallen. We're in third place! The gap with the first place is only 10 zombies!"

The archer shouted with excitement, holding up the scoreboard.

Although he was shooting arrows, he was more like a commentator than a player at the moment.

Upon hearing those words, Sung JiHan decided that it was time to turn the tide.

"With only 10 zombies left, let's push a little harder."

"...?"

"Please stay in your position."

How could they push harder from here?

Im GaYoung was puzzled, but she nodded her head for now.

And then...

"Alright, let's go."

Flash-!

A bright white light appeared at the end of the iron bar.

Sung JiHan remained in that state and fell down from the tower.

"Hu, huk... 12 kills. The gap is widening. Just a little more effort... Ah...! W-Where are you going!"

The archer, who had been engrossed in the commentary, was astonished when Sung JiHan fell from the tower.

"Huh...? I can... kill? I quickly catch up to the kill difference! Now I'm in 2nd place! Just 3 more kills!"

She couldn't hide the smile on her face at the rapidly increasing kill count.

Underneath the tower, a mountain of zombies unfolded.

Because the iron rod, imbued with divine power, was burning them all.

"Anyway, it's over now. It's time to use all my divine power."

Whoosh!

The divine power rose like a comet, easily tearing through the horde of zombies and engulfing her whole body in flames.

And the flames quickly spread to the surrounding zombies.

Chiiing!

It didn't take long for the mountain of zombies that had piled up to the top of the tower to be covered in white flames.

"I, 1st place!!! I did it! I'm in first place! Wow, seriously... Is this real? A supporter?"

The archer danced in disbelief.

She thought she would be in last place, but she ended up in 1st place with 561 kills!

And among them, Sung JiHan achieved 550 kills.

"Is this really the person I did the tutorial with?"

And as Im GaYoung looked at the scene below the tower, she felt a sense of disappointment.

The game from another world, BattleNet.

No matter how famous it is for its shitty balance, there should be a limit.

Even if she was a silver-ranked player, could someone who had only played two games really do this?

"...Should I quit the game?"

GaYoung was now experiencing a wall she had never encountered before.

[5 towers have been eliminated.]

[Defense game - 10 towers will end.]

Flash.

When the game ended, Sung JiHan, who had fallen below the tower, was summoned back up.

Although her clothes were covered in zombie blood, her body was unharmed.

"Wow... You really did well! Thanks to you, I got first place! I'm finally going to be level 10!"

The archer shouted happily and greeted her like a machine before logging out.

She seemed to be very excited after getting first place in a game she thought she had failed.

"Excuse me, Sung JiHan."

As the archer disappeared, GaYoung quickly approached Sung JiHan.

Forgetting her previous disappointment, she opened her mouth with a determined expression.

"Sung JiHan, do you know who I am?"

"Um..."

Her lips trembled.

"I am Im GaYoung from the Rationality Guild."

I wanted to contact you because I'm considering recruiting you. Can you please give me your contact number?

She had prepared these words in her mind.

"Um, can you give me your number?"

Maybe because she was in a hurry.

Without any introduction, she went straight to the point.

"..."

"Oh, um. I'm from the Rationality Guild... for recruitment..."

"I'm sorry, but I can't remember my number."

"...What?"

"I'll let you know when we meet again."

He didn't know his own phone number?

"That's ridiculous!"

As Sung JiHan logged out, GaYoung stared blankly at his back.

"Did I mess up?"