BJ Archmage

9.

"It's on!"

Except for the rest area, someone's roar rang out in the quiet capsule room.

"Huh?"

"What is it?"

In the sudden uproar, everyone who was watching a video of Godworth Raid in the lounge ran out.

Among them was Lee Hyuk-joo, a part-timer.

But there was no embarrassment at all where they stormed out.

"Is it on?"

"Did it really come up?"

Rather, they asked a question to the half-naked man who was the main culprit of the disturbance, and the man said, clenched his fist.

"Yes, Unique is up! In a ring, too!"

"Wow!"

"In the end, you ate!"

It was a scene created by the era of Godworth, where a single unique item costs hundreds to tens of millions.

"Hey! I'm shooting today! Order everything, whether it's Chinese, chicken, or pizza! Hyuk-joo, ring the golden bell!"

"Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh!

"Finally you get a bite of Unique Bread!"

The atmosphere in the capsule room was so hot, but one of them was especially cold.

"Hyun-woo! What do you want to order?"

"No, I don't need it.”

His voice, answering Jung Hyun-woo and Lee Hyuk-joo's heated words, was unbelievably cold.

"More than that, I'm going into the game, so please set it up.”

"Already? It just came out, didn't it? Since you're here, why don't you eat before you go home? It's not common to eat Unique Bread, is it?”

At Lee Hyuk-ju's reaction, Jeong shook his head.

Lee Hyuk-ju said with a look of astonishment at the sight.

"Are you all right?"

"It's all right."

"No, it can't be okay, can it? What's wrong with you refusing free meals?”

Lee Hyuk-joo's perception of Jung Hyun-woo.

But instead of frowning or shooting lasers from his eyes, Chung closed his eyes.

'Yes, something big happened.’

Because something big actually happened.

'Legendary skill is a big deal. That's a legendary skill.’

2.

[The dignity of the dragon]

- Skill rank: F

- Skill effect: Exhale the dignity of a dragon that reigns over all beings. All kinds of damage worn by an object exposed to dignity are increased by 10 per cent.

the dignity of a dragon

Midas' eyes, looking at the second Legendary skill he had gained, were still filled with surprises.

'It's a ridiculous skill I've ever seen before.’

To that extent, this skill was a great skill.

It wasn't just because it was a legend.

I didn't know there was a skill like this.’

10 percent increase in damage to objects exposed to dignity.

Simply looking at the increase in damage itself, it was no match for the Long Toss skill. Longtoss skill shows up to 2 times more damage depending on distance.

The difference is that unlike Longtos, the Dragon's majesty skill applies to objects exposed to dignity.

In other words, Midas himself didn't have to deal with damage to the Dragon's majesty skill.

Whether it's tap dancing, ballet, picking up the nostrils or whatever, the fact that Midas is standing in front of the monster alone means that every player attacking the monster has a 10 percent increase in offense.

'With this alone, you'll earn at least five hundred a month.’

Even in "Got Wars," where countless skills exist, the expression "legendary" is a good fit.

In fact, players with this kind of skill were paid for just being there, regardless of their abilities.

'If you take part in the Rade and breathe, you'll get five hundred.'

As Midas put it, it was a skill that could make money just by breathing while playing games.

To be honest, Midas was now able to eat and live until Godworth was ruined without holding his teeth tightly.

So Midas has now asked a question.

"Lucky."

King!

"What would you do?"

Do you really want to compromise with reality in moderation and stay comfortable here?

King! King!

Of course, Lucky, who didn't know what he meant, just wagged his tail hard at the fact that the owner was talking to him.

Hard

Midas nodded at the fact.

"Yes, if I was thinking of sucking honey, I'd just join the guild and get paid.”

King!

"And with a five-hundred monthly income, that's a bit. Do you think it'll cost you some money to send Hyerin to elementary school, to an art academy, and to send her to a university to study abroad?”

King!

"You have to move home, too. Hyerin will need her room when she grows up. How long can she stay in the living room? Isn't that right?"

King!

"Yes, and when Hyerin gets married later on, she's not going to get married. Hyelin must be sent to a rich family. By the way, you can't dare send my pretty Hyerin to a beggar like me. Let's forget this worry didn't exist."

King!

Midas, who finished his conversation with Lucky, stood up.

"Hye-rin always rides a Mercedes before the elementary school entrance ceremony."

Together, Midas stood in front of the cave in front of his eyes.

And I put my hand in it.

[I can feel Dungeon's fault.]

Heavy resistance began to wind Midas' arms as if he had put his hand in the water.

The arm didn't go in any more.

Then the ring on Midas' hand began to sparkle.

NPC Sakhalin, the ring she made, began to melt the bonds.

[A ring made of shrapnel of a god who has lost its name deceives the world.]

[The decision allows you to enter.]

Would you like to enter in Dungeon?]

Midas said confidently at the soon-to-be-announced notice.

"Yes."

10.

That was what Midas heard the most when he was a professional baseball player.

"Hey, throw it with confidence! Don't run away and throw it with confidence! Baseball is a game where a pitcher with a big heart wins! Put it in the strike zone with confidence!"

Throw the ball in the strike zone with confidence.

Every time he heard such a thing, Midas replied.

"Yes, I'll throw it with confidence."

Of course, the inside was different.

"No shit, I haven't loosened my shoulders, so I'm not under 130 kilometers of restraint, so put it in the zone? Confident? The only thing I can throw with confidence is a story that's possible for babies over 150 kilometers in speed, and I'll be damned if I put it in!'

What a 130-year-old thrower has is not his own, but his pride and all-around.

In fact, that was the reality.

I saw the balls that I confidently put into the strike zone flying over my head and out of the fence, and after a word from one pitching coach to throw with confidence, I drifted off to the second division the next day, even from there, I ended up being released.

The same was true of Godworth.

Midas, who had no confidence, had no confidence either.

He didn't even think he had the right to show off his confidence.

Confidence is a luxury for a shitless man.’

Even at this moment Midas was not at all thinking that his values were wrong.

That was the reason.

"Lucky! Just drag on the time! 'Cause I'll sweep it away in one gulp.'

King!

The reason why Midas is so confident against the controlling Orcs facing him at the secret altar.

The current level of Midas was level 20, the highest level required by Dungeon.

The ability was more than that.

Thanks to various title achievements and items, even level 30 players easily surpass the level.

On top of that, there was even a lot of powerful skills.

In terms of baseball, he has a 160-kilometer fastball, not a 150-piece fastball.

"Fireball!"

According to Midas' values, now was the time to have more intense confidence than ever.

Poong!

Midas' offensive based on such confidence was terrifying.

[I've got rid of the stinky orcs.]

"This is the 22nd one!"

Eliminated the Orcs with terrifying speed.

If this was a live broadcast, donations would have exploded here.’

Now it was worth showing for money.

'Well, that's a piece of shit.

Midas, of course, had not even the slightest intention of doing a live broadcast at this moment.

Frankly speaking, the damage at GOD had nothing to do with talent.

It's just the result of pure temblor and stats.

You're going to release the results to everyone?

There's no reason to get paid to play the treasure goblin.’

If it's money, you'll kill people and catch me in real time! It's like holding an event.

The same was true of video sales.

'There's no need to increase the number of competitors.'

The only thing you get from selling this gold stuff is your competitors, including teenage guilds who are blinded.

'Let's keep going.

On the contrary, if he endured a little bit, the flowery path would have literally spread out.

"Thick, we'll run until we pull out the Mercedes."

Midas, who was thinking of the flowery path after that, stepped forward with a smile full of joy.

"Is that right, Lucky?”

King!

Lucky was willing to follow in the footsteps of such Midas.

"What? Let's catch the Boss Monster, get some legendary skills, and eat more games?"

King!

"Yes, you know something."

Midas, who finished the conversation, soon looked straight ahead.

Then he finally caught his eye.

The Corrupt Orc

The last hurdle left to the end of this dungeon and to the reward of the legendary card.

"You're dead, asshole. Stay right there. I'll drive Lucky and put your head on it."

'Huh?

Midas, who had been on the rise to the fact, swallowed up the confidence he had suddenly spewed out and blinked his eyes soon.

Then Midas, who had taken off his mask, smacked his eyes once again and spoke to himself unknowingly.

"Is that baby's blood real?"

11.

Midas knew when he found the entrance to the secret altar that the Boss Monster was a decaying oak.

The possibility of the monster being an undead type was also in mind at that time, and I was determined to do so.

'Undead isn't easy.’

Undead type monsters have a lot of HP, so they can't avoid long battles before the boss.

"But this isn't right, is it?’

But the decaying Oak HP, identified by Midas, was more than that determination.

'30.3 times the Orcs.'

Midas frowned on the forehead, which organized the damage needed to catch the decaying orcs based on the orcs that Midas had so far caught.

It takes at least 10 minutes to catch him just by stacking him in and dealing damage.’

So far, it has been at a different level than the boss monster champion Goblin or sorcerer Goblin.

'Well, then, you're not going to be lucky enough to feed the legend easily.’

Of course, it was more convincing if the reward was a legendary quest.

'I did everything I could anyway.’

Most of all, Midas had nothing more to do with it.

The level was level 20, and the limit level required by this dungeon was achieved, and the item setting was at the top enough in the same class.

'There's nothing more than Azmo.’

Azmo, you don't have to compare them unless you're such a legend.

'Legendary wallpaper won't come here.’

If he had that much money, I bet he would never have come here.

Anyway, the situation was clear.

Bump it through or break it.

It means that you have to bump into it after all right?

Had it been Midas of the past, he would have thought about his situation here once more.

Because he lacked confidence at that time.

In other words, Midas was different now.

"Lucky, let's go in."

King!

Midas, he and Lucky entered the boss room.

12.

[Feeling dizzy in a nasty fishy stomach.]

[All abilities are reduced by 10%.]

The notification that came as soon as he entered the boss room was shocking even to a player who was determined to do so.

"Ice Arrow!"

But Midas, not paying the slightest attention to the notification, immediately recited the spell.

"Fireball!"

Midas, who finished casting the fireball, threw the fireball at a visible decaying oak.

'The method is hit and run.'

Whatever the enemy, Midas' fighting style was hit and run.

The same was true of the corrupt Orcs.

The only way Midas could fight against him was to avoid his attack, secure distance, cast magic, and then match it.

There was no need for any further method.

All you have to do is stay focused.’

What is needed is a level of concentration that can execute the method without error.

After all, it was a time fight.

Concentration, after all, is like a candle because it melts over time.

This means that the key is to reduce combat time by one second.

That's why Midas declared war by flying fireballs without hesitation.

"Lucky, run!"

Lucky was willing to follow the will, too.

King!

At Midas' cry Lucky ran toward the decaying oak, and at the same time Midas picked up his bow.

The demonstration had already been pulled.

Ugh!

All that remains is to protest against the corrupt orcs running toward him.

'Huh?'

Midas, however, could not let go of the bow demonstration at that moment.

'What, what?'

Rather, he looked at the decaying oak running toward him with a puzzled look.

At that moment, his mouth came out unknowingly.

"Why are you so slow?"