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Race: Human

⁄ Level: 999 +

Job: Magician (Energy = Magic )

⁄ Skill: Magic SSS Energy SS Magic SS Intelligence S Analysis...

Status: Rage, Taunt

Pot!

I charged in to check the wizard's abilities.

Skill grades rose overall over elementary school, but did not reach transcendence. Wouldn't that have been a dream come true?

“You're a warrior...? Just a lunatic. Go! ”

“Whoo-hoo!"

“Whoo!”

The chimeras, who received the Wizard's command, rush towards me. Reasonably level up to 999. But it was too weak to stand in my way.

Puck! Puck! Puck!

You dealt with the wings of the righteous warrior.

You tear apart all the chimeras that come from all sides at the same time with their wings spread out like the palms of a giant hand.

Of course, I didn't slow down at all.

“Ugh! It was a chimera...! ”

A wizard who retreated with a slight teleportation spell exploded with astonishment.

“A warrior of steel is not enough to provoke a warrior, Wizard. ”

I'm not disappointed, but I've narrowed it down again.

The High Wizard's teleportation magic is very annoying, but there is a stiffness immediately after the teleportation.

Moving in the flesh is easy, but the more fantasy resources like Magic Power and EXP you have, the heavier you become. The total amount of data that is transmitted is increasing, so it will take time.

And one more thing.

“There he is.”

The pattern repeats.

Movement spell does not specify coordinates and move. It is not a predetermined address, but the concept of moving in a certain direction and distance.

This is deeply related to habit, but instinct is ahead of the head in times of need.

It's a habit.

Tsk.

I pull out the wingbone of a just warrior and throw it as hard as I could in the direction I predicted.

The user glides over the wind.

“Hup-?! ”

The Wizard's cry.

But I didn't get the painting I wanted.

The wings of the righteous warrior slight slip between the wizard's lumbar vertebrae 4 and 5 and are lodged in his side.

Parish...

The wizard who opened the streets with teleportation magic and was preparing for ranged magic vomited blood. Magic was undone, of course.

The sacred chimeras tried to heal, but they could not overcome the righteous retribution of the warrior!

“What a horrible poison.... ”

“The power of justice. ”

I pulled out another wing bone to clear the wizard's mistake and threw it.

Puck! Puck! Puck!

The wingbones of the righteous warrior fly straight through the chimeras, blocking them barefoot.

Yeah!

And it pierces even the immobile wizard's body.

This time, exactly.

There was no screaming.

The wizard's torso and lower body flew like debris in different directions. It was the end of the dungeon boss and nothing.

▶ Humiliated: I wasn't the boss to be easily dealt with... Since secondary school, the overall difficulty has increased dramatically because there are 10 students who can work together. It's nothing compared to a strong student's entrance exam.

Teacher, this is a strategy.

This Wizard's Progress is used when fighting in the laboratory.

He travels through countless rooms surrounded by solid walls using teleportation magic to buy time, and fights by releasing a powerful chimera trapped in the basement of the lab because it is hard to control.

If the Wizard had fought in a lab where he could walk freely with his eyes closed, no matter how much time the country would have wasted.

“What's so special about being strong? Follow me.”

At the entrance to the lab, I gestured to the miscreants.

Chimeras that were out of control started fighting amongst themselves, so they didn't have to worry.

“Right 50888;!"

“I'm going to work hard... ”

“Oh! God. ”

“You did this! ”

The paladins and priests who followed me trembled. Weak people were busy vomiting.

It was a laboratory, a truly human laboratory.

Angels were piled up with corpses that were not even chimeric, and some were bound in a malformed form.

Alive.

“Lord, kill him. ”

“Kill me, please.... ”

I continued to grant their wishes.

There are two big things to do in this dungeon.

The first one, the mental subjugation of Saint A, is complete. Now I need a new paladin to protect the saint instead of the uncooperative tomato.

It doesn't have to be one person.

“You and you. Listen to me. ”

“Yep!"

“Yes, my warrior! ”

Abilities don't matter.

I can fill you in on your inadequacies. What I need is absolute loyalty.

And my chosen paladin A and paladin B fit perfectly here. Faithful people who were bent on cultivating until the end were silent to open the gates of the city to Lady A.

I haven't forgotten that ball.

“Whoo…! ”

In front of us was a tightly tied chimera. The Wizard has given up control because he's too powerful.

There are about 10 of these in the lab. And we have a fail-safe in place to kill him in case of emergency.

“The job is simple. Stab the Chimera with your sword. ”

“Yes.”

“And I pull this lever. ”

Dang!

Chimera's throat falls.

“Huff?! ”

“You become stronger by absorbing vast amounts of experience. From now on, you two are the heroes of the Holy Kingdom, replacing Tomatoes. ”

“Ahh!”

Definitely not the chief.

A paladin and B have already surpassed Tomatoes thanks to the fact that a warrior such as Hogu gave up experience points.

Skill ratings are consistent, but they are relatively overwhelming.

Dang!

Paladin A and Paladin B, who would dedicate the Holy Kingdom to me, grew tremendously. And by the time this was done, we had reached the center.

“Are you in a hurry? Pretty good.”

The body of an angel sits inside a giant glass tube.

As the flesh of the chimeric material was gradually torn apart, the arms remained soft on the bones.

There were no bones left in the first round, only the head and wings of an angel.

It is said that the condition is very good.

“How could you do this...? ”

Saint-A couldn't connect the words.

But I'm not.

“Much more human than dissecting your own kind. Think of angels as chickens. It's nothing, right? ”

“Warrior, angels aren't chickens. They are a noble people who worship God. Insulting the body of such an angel.... Warrior?”

I did not answer Lady A's question.

It was because I found something unusual that I had not seen in the first place.

Race: Chaos Angel

Level: 1

Job: Market (City Management )

⁄ Skill: Chaos Z Holy MAX Management MAX Flight SSS Agility SSS...

Status: Death, Weakness, Disability

Stats still existed.

Monster stuffed with so-called preservative magic to prevent the corpse from disappearing, leaving no living stats.

This is the same for animals, including humans. After a certain period of time, all the EXP left in the body will drop to level 1. After more time, the stats will disappear completely and only the shell will remain.

“The market... ”

When all I had left was my head, I thought of myself as nameless Angel A. The idea remained the same, but the mayor of the city was an extra one that exalted him above Chief A.

And in the City of Angels, there is only one on the continent of Fantasy.

El Molando.

“Valiant, have you found something? ”

“Saint A. Can you resurrect this angel? ”

“Hard. You've lost almost all your strength and dropped to level 1. If I try to resurrect, my body will not survive and will crumble. ”

“That is, if you have enough levels, you can do it? ”

“Yes? Yes. ”

Tsk, tsk!

I broke the glass tube and placed my hands on the angel's head. and gave me my EXP.

Level 1 500

There was a considerable amount of experience after killing Chimera and the Wizard. Compared to the entrance exam which used to be an abundance of 9999 levels, the blood on the new feet was still too cold to recycle a chicken head.

“How did this happen…. ”

“If you're a real warrior, that's the basics. Hurry up and resurrect him.”

“Yes.”

Your Angel's 500 levels have been consumed at the cost of resurrection and have decreased to 140.

“Ugh... This place... Cough?!"

“Hello? I'm a righteous warrior. I understand your sudden resurrection and confusion, but why don't you answer the question of a bureaucratic warrior first? ”

I asked her to calm down and grow old with a 60-year career smile to calm the mind of a human being.

“Ah, captured by the Devil...? Queek, queek!"

“The aftermath of the resurrection is still distracting. Chicken-head, look me in the eye. What do I look like? ”

“You look like a warrior! ”

After completing the recommended level 900 dungeon ‘Chimera Heaven C’ expedition safely, the warriors and scum returned to the Holy Kingdom.

*

The Holy Land Kingdom gave me the Land document before the first kingdom of Dumpling worked on the Central Continent.

With the support of the Saint and Knights in charge of practical force among the five factions, I purged the most distant royal factions.

There were so many names.

There are few politicians who don't get dirt out of their hair.

A new paladin, composed of a paladin A and a paladin B more powerful than Tomatoes, has plundered the royal family and nobles.

And I sent them off one by one.

“But I'm a gentle warrior. ”

Greedy royalty and nobles are also useful. Bad things can't be done if they're stupid.

Killing them all paralyzes the country.

In the first round, all of my colleagues were killed coolly, leaving me with less practitioners, and my politics and economy suddenly became a field, but this time is different.

I have no practical skills at all. I only dispose of fools who are nobles, and I let the rest of them live no matter how bad.

Under the watchful eye of the paladins, I will provide paperwork until I am tired of both men and women.

Of course, regulation is necessary to not die.

“Valiant. Not all nobles and nobles are at fault. How can I leave my work to girls who don't even know politics...? ”

Saint A, who took control of the Holy Kingdom, cautiously protested.

I know that much.

By the way,

“If I waste my time caring about such little things, how long will I save the world that is doomed to destruction? Will you do it?”

“...... ”

“Today I will pass on to the Holy Kingdom with this angel. So you deal with the minor issues of the Holy Kingdom. ”

“I want to accompany the warrior...! ”

Saint-A exclaims in astonishing surprise. I guess I didn't think I'd really let myself pass the warrior's test.

I just cut and said,

“Lady A. You're not ready yet! ”

“But, but I'm a saint... Hah... Okay, warrior. I look forward to your test in the Holy Kingdom. ”

It was worth a week in the Holy Kingdom.

“Now…. Then.”

I circled the Holy Land with a map of the Central Continent.

Secondly, "the queen's handwriting," which states that she can have her kingdom and self at any time, was circled throughout the kingdom of Dumpling.

Now, there were three forces standing in front of me.

1) Fairy Kingdom

2) The Merchant Republic

3) Holy Empire

And Master Molang!

Although not a force, there was nothing I could do as a great being with more power than a force.

“It's a shame. It would be fitting to attack the Holy Empire. ”

As long as the Holy Empire is absorbed, the republic of Merchants, who are susceptible to the trend, will fall to its knees. Prince Nasus, who fears to be isolated, will raise a coup early and merge fairy kingdoms naturally.

But I couldn't.

Master Molang lives in a quiet village in the Holy Empire. There was no guarantee that it would not provoke the conquest.

It's too dangerous to gamble.

“The drug warrior seems to think too much. ”

“You must be simple. ”

Then let's approach the station.

I postponed the Holy Empire one last time. Once we have merged the surrounding countries, we can absorb them under peaceful political pressure.

“Are you going to the fairy kingdom? ”

“Yes. The fairy is the fairy. ”

Then, my shadow flashed and Shadow A came out. She, the fairy, speaks in a grumpy tone.

“Valiant, you underestimate the fairy in front of me, King Elfheim's companion." ”

“You'll see. ”

It took less than an hour for a righteous and good warrior to leave the Holy Kingdom and take over the fairy kingdom.

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