The Pearl’s blue light fades.
Being connected to Elheim’s water vein allowed for such a conversation; otherwise, such dialogue would be difficult even for Poseidon, let alone the divine Pearl Oyster.
Poseidon is probably recovering his dwindling divinity by now.
Crack.
The Pearl Oyster also shows cracks, indicating it will need to absorb nutrients from the water vein to recover for a while.
“What I just heard….”
Zenon trailed off.
He thought it would just be a meeting to reconcile his constellation and Se-un.
Frankly, that alone was a huge deal.
His constellation, Poseidon, one of the chief gods of Olympus, bowing to a single player.
Even if it was a contract decided by Poseidon’s oracle, it felt like too much.
And yet.
‘A prophecy from the Fates….’
He heard something he never expected.
The Olympian gods and the Fates, and Poseidon’s command to assist Se-un.
Each one was something he couldn’t lightly dismiss.
“Should I pretend I didn’t hear it?”
“No.”
Se-un shook his head at Zenon’s words.
If it were someone else, maybe, but Zenon was already on board.
As Poseidon’s apostle, he was no longer just representing Poseidon’s words but Olympus itself.
“Be aware. We’re in the same boat anyway.”
“…Understood.”
Se-un also had a lot on his mind.
He wanted to visit the Fates and ask what fate they had seen.
However, even if he did visit them, he probably wouldn’t get any details.
They collapsed, spitting out divine blood, just from uttering a few words.
Even the gods of fate, or rather, especially the gods of fate, couldn’t speak freely about fate.
‘The work I have to do is the same anyway.’
The Fates’ involvement was unexpected, but reconciling with Olympus was a good thing.
Odin and Freya were also friendly to Se-un, so he had already embraced three major powers in the divine realm.
‘At this rate, stopping the Divine-Demonic War should be no problem.’
If things didn’t go well, he was planning to help one side to leave at least one side with intact forces to face the Outer Gods.
At this rate, could he borrow the power of both gods and demons without bloodshed?
Thinking that, Se-un nodded.
“Then, what should we do now?”
Perhaps because of the conversation between Poseidon and Se-un, Zenon became even more serious.
Se-un replied as if it were obvious.
“I will start climbing in two months. Until then, complete all possible preparations.”
“Understood.”
* * *
The news that they would start climbing in two months was announced to all the guild members of Diablo and Cheonghae.
After that, both guilds moved even more busily than usual.
“Elder, will this work?”
“Hehe, you learn quickly. With more people, there’s more to do.”
“I’ll take care of Cheonghae’s equipment. You don’t have to help, Elder. Your teachings are enough.”
“Now that we’re in the same boat, how can I do that?”
In the Cheonghae base’s smithy, the hammering of Go Chang-seok and the Cheonghae blacksmiths never stopped.
“Is this all the Cheonghae Stone?”
“Yes, we gathered these with great difficulty under our guild’s name.”
“Hmm, it’s not enough. Sis, how about your side?”
“We’re far from it! We need to visit the auction house again!”
“Let’s go together!”
“Okay!”
The twin sisters were gathering materials needed for the smithy and residences.
The amount of materials they were buying was causing the prices of materials on the auction house to skyrocket.
“Il-jung, can you help me with some research for a moment? I’ve created a new undead, but it’s difficult to experiment with alone.”
“Ah, of course.”
In addition, there was Baek-hyun’s undead research and Park Jung-pil’s information gathering.
Everyone was moving quickly to complete preparations for climbing the tower.
At the same time, they didn’t forget to visit El-Abr to learn knowledge and increase their combat power.
Se-un was the same.
– The constellation, ‘The Crow Who Bowed,’ crosses its arms and looks down on you, saying you’re finally understanding.
Learning divine words from Mammon, interpreting books on the third floor of the Great Library, and conducting research or experiments with the Great Scholars.
In the afternoon, he hunts or spars with Kang Han-cheol and others to get used to the new realm.
It’s just a repetition of a few simple routines, but time passed incredibly quickly.
And one more new decision was made.
“Are you sure we can eat these?”
“Of course. Everyone else has agreed.”
Se-un held four potion bottles in his hand.
The potions had a pinkish hue and constantly emitted a subtle light, proving that their contents were extraordinary.
‘Elixir made from Arrun’s petals.’
It was an elixir that Lee Ha-neul had recently succeeded in making.
Elixirs made from the remaining four petals, excluding the one Se-un ate to check the power contained in the petals.
He had finally chosen the recipients to take them.
“Don’t regret it.”
“I won’t.”
“Haha, thank you, Se-un. I’ll try not to think it’s a waste.”
Yoo Seo-ah, Kang Han-cheol, and Baek-hyun.
These individuals, who could be said to be the strongest in Diablo besides Se-un, gulped down the elixirs.
Immediately, a subtle light flowed from the stigmata [divine or supernatural marks] engraved on their bodies.
– The constellation, ‘The Spider Wearing a Crown,’ says it can craft a more elaborate crown and sharpens its fangs.
– The constellation, ‘The Old Man Riding an Alligator,’ pounds the ground, saying it wants to check the contractor’s power right away.
– The constellation, ‘The Horse Trampling Death,’ snorts, saying it can now expand ‘Mount Duryu’s Corpse’ with peace of mind.
The elixir recipients closed their eyes and took comfortable postures.
Yoo Seo-ah knelt and sat neatly, Kang Han-cheol leaned against the wall with his arms crossed.
Baek-hyun felt the fluctuating energy for a moment, then opened his eyes and led the energy that had entered his body.
As if observing, researching, and experimenting on himself.
And lastly.
The woman who received the remaining elixir smiled brightly.
“Are you sure I can drink this?”
“I told you to drink it.”
“Really, really? Wolfie, didn’t you still not trust me?”
Arcana’s voice seemed to tickle Se-un.
Of course, Se-un had been worried about this until recently.
It was true that she followed Se-un, but the expression ‘curiosity’ was more fitting than loyalty or belonging.
He couldn’t give an elixir made from Arrun’s petals to someone who would turn their back and leave whenever they lost interest.
Well, until recently.
“Tyche took my side in Olympus.”
“Oh my, our incompetent goddess?”
“And she even asked me to take good care of you.”
“Our goddess, I was thinking of switching to Wolfie’s demon king since she hasn’t been doing anything lately, but I should reconsider~”
Listening to her, even Se-un, who didn’t have much affection for the constellations, felt sorry for Tyche.
What was so good about Arcana that she was taking her side? Even while being insulted like that.
Perhaps there was an event in the past that served as an opportunity?
Gulp.
“It smells quite nice?”
Just as Se-un’s head was getting complicated, she drank the elixir.
Unlike the others, the power of the elixir permeated not her constellation but the stigmata she had created herself.
Just like Se-un.
* * *
“Hey, Great Scholar of the enemy! Don’t be like that, just work with us on this experiment. You know best how great this experiment is!”
“Please, just look at the last move. I’ve finally reached the end of the sword technique, what am I going to do if you leave like this?”
“Is there anything you need? I’ll give you anything, just this one!”
“Please!”
Four Great Scholars grabbed and clung to Se-un’s limbs.
Among them was the Great Scholar of Qing, who had invited Se-un first.
“Ahem, that’s right. Think about it a little more.”
“If the research funding is insufficient, we can do something about it….”
It wasn’t just the Great Scholars clinging to him who were holding Se-un back.
More than ten Great Scholars, unable to cling to him because of their pride, were following Se-un and continuing to persuade him.
All of this was a reaction that occurred as soon as Se-un said he would leave El-Abr and start climbing.
They had been holding Se-un back before, but on the day of departure, the Great Scholars’ reactions became even more intense.
“As I said, my goal is to climb the tower.”
“No, you can postpone it a bit!”
“Climbing will be of great help when this research is over! Yes, indeed!”
“Thunderclap Explosive Bomb! Don’t you remember! Park Jung-pil, that guy, also learned the manufacturing method. This research will also be the core of strengthening your guild’s combat power!”
The Great Scholars held Se-un back with close examples, but Se-un’s steps did not slow down at all.
Before he knew it, Se-un, who had reached the end of the exit stairs of El-Abr, sighed softly and removed the Great Scholars clinging to his limbs.
“Thank you for everything so far.”
“Ah, why are people in such a hurry.”
“If you stay a little longer….”
“What the Great Scholars need is not me.”
“What do you mean?”
“What the Great Scholars need is the outside.”
The Great Scholars of El-Abr all had outstanding skills.
However, they were stagnant. They were satisfied with the deep and wide well called El-Abr and did not move.
No matter how wide the well is, if you don’t move inside the well, it will eventually rot.
In Se-un’s eyes, the current Great Scholars were exactly like that.
“If you think you’re stuck, it’s better to go outside than to look for me.”
Se-un lightly bowed and opened the exit of El-Abr wide.
Since everyone here was a Great Scholar, they did not lightly dismiss Se-un’s words.
“The outside….”
At the murmur of the Great Scholar of Qing, the other Great Scholars also fell into deep thought.
The next destination was the ninth resting place of the tower. The Black Earth, Plaka.
And in order to get there, they had to pass through a place encompassing the trials from the 71st to the 80th floors.
Commonly known as the Demon Realm (魔界) [Makai in Japanese, a common term for the demon world].