Main Character Hides His Strength

Kim Sung-cheol stood in front of Marrakia.

Then he put his arms on his shoulders and said,

“I heard it's a mystery, but you don't seem to know it. ”

“... What do you want? ”

While wiping the blood off the beak, Marrakia said with a weary face.

Kim Sung-cheol unconsciously reached out his hand, looking down at King Join.

“Crown.”

The crown of King Nahaq is said to possess immense magical power.

That was the only reason Kim Sung-cheol didn't immediately tear Marrakia apart.

But Marrakia was a face that had never been heard before.

“King Nahaq does not wear a crown. The color of the feather is a sign of nobility. And...”

After restoring some vitality, Marakia quickly chants a spell.

Then a mysterious wall of squares unfolds around him.

Inside the walls, Marrakia laughs loudly.

“Kuhahahaha! I've already noticed that your attack is a physical attack. As long as my magic endures, you will never destroy this wall! ”

Kim Sung-cheol raised his arm karaz as a test and hit the wall.

You feel no vibrations, no striking reverberations, but his hammer goes no further than an inch in front of the magical wall.

The soul of Kim Sung-cheol - the eyes of truth triggered and he could see the identity of the defensive wall.

‘It is a defensive technique that invalidates all physical attacks. It also lasts for as long as the alcoholic desires. ’

Absolutely perfect defense.

But you cannot make perfect spells unless you are a god.

The defense ritual in Marrakia required the use of lethal constraints on the defense ritual in exchange for sustaining all physical attacks as long as he wanted.

Kim Sung-cheol's eyes of truth penetrated the constraints.

‘That wall will invalidate all physical attacks, but in return, you've placed many times the damage you've done to your magic attacks. ’

That is, even the most insignificant magic can turn into a terrifying magic attack the moment it passes through that wall.

That's the constraint Marrakia imposes on her own ritual.

The larger the constraint, the stronger the power of the spell.

Marrakia did the same thing.

A year ago, it might have worked the same way.

However, Kim Sung-cheol has been through similar situations and has been trying to find the retaliation.

Now is the time to test the outcome of that effort.

Kim Sung-cheol put down the hammer and reached out his finger.

“Claire.”

At the tip of his finger, the magic circle flourishes.

Marrakia's eyes widened when she saw it.

‘This guy. You can use magic? ’

The next moment, at the tip of Kim Sung-cheol's finger, a beam of light was fired toward Marakia beyond the wall.

The beam of light remains in Marrakia.

“Grrrgh!"

Marrakia covers herself with one remaining wing to protect her pivot from glare.

The pain is so terrible that your bones are numb that your whole body passes by.

A wall that amplifies the damage of enemy magic attacks.

Plus, there's plenty of Mana around.

One weakens itself and the other strengthens the enemy.

It's the worst condition.

But Marrakia is Marrakia.

Marrakia, called the King of Doom, judged the situation calmly, even in a desperate situation.

‘This guy's magic is terrible. Lesser magic, just 3 classes of magic hierarchy. It hurts like hell, but it's not really dying. ’

Kim Sung-cheol's magical attack was annoying, but not life-threatening.

It is because of the powerful magical resistance of Marrakia.

Common wizards also possess magical resistance as strong as strong magical power.

Marrakia is no exception.

His magical resistance was close to 600 units, the wall of transcendents.

The slightest bit of magic is authentically beaten, but without a scratch.

Perhaps if he had been enchanted by Kim Sung-cheol outside the walls and on the ground instead of the dungeon, his whole body's resistance would have nullified the enchantment before magic could touch him.

Because it's inside the walls, and because it's a magical underground palace full of power, it takes this much damage.

But with that amount of damage, Marrakia does not die.

He focuses his mind on Mimi Azrael and Homunklaus' fallen corpses.

Where Kim Sung-cheol's Claire burns, the dark energy surrounds her, and her wound heals quickly.

‘If those two beasts hadn't taken first aid, it might have been really dangerous. ’

Kim Sung-cheol, outside the wall, subsequently scattered Claire.

Every time, Marakir felt intense pain, but his wound healed immediately with a dark aura.

“ ……. ”

Kim Sung-cheol felt annoyed.

‘This guy. You've recovered the magic fingerprint.’

When he pulled out his wings, Kim Sung-cheol felt a column collapse that supported the Marrakian magic system.

It was recovered by eating Mimi Azrael and Homunchlus.

“Why did you just watch him eat that poor homunculus and that wretched woman? ”

Bertelgia, who was out of his pocket, blurted out.

Kim Sung-cheol sighed shallow.

“I wanted to see the possibilities. ”

“Possibility?"

“ ……. ”

Kim Sung-cheol didn't answer.

Instead, he cast Glen several times around the walls of Marrakia.

Marakia sighed in agony each time, but over time, he regained his lost confidence and hurled ridicule at Kim Sung-cheol in a flash.

“Your body is astonished, but your magic is terrible. Even if there is a rich Mana here, how long will your pathetic magical qualities last? ”

Makes sense.

Kim Sung-cheol was also thinking about that.

And I knew the answer.

He pulled the sleeping bag out of the Soul Warehouse and placed it on top of the backbone.

Marakia, who doesn't know what a sleeping bag is, was confused for a moment and noticed Kim Sung-cheol lying comfortably on his sleeping bag.

No way, you human...

His ominous assumptions soon became reality.

Kim Sung-cheol turned around and said in a bold voice.

“It's okay. There's plenty of time. I'll get some rest and hit you again. ”

It's not empty.

Marrakia felt that way.

That ignorant fool won't give up until he gets something from himself.

I asked.

“I don't have a crown. But if there's anything I can offer you besides the crown, I'd like to make a deal. What do you want from me? Human.”

Kim Sung-cheol, who was lying back, turned his head.

He stares at Marrakia with an indifferent look.

“Magical power. ”

“Magical power? ”

“Yes. There's one scumbag just like you. Probably the same level as you. I'm going to kill him with magic. ”

“Are you asking for my magic? ”

“Anything is fine. Magic or relics. I'll accept anything I can. ”

Kim Sung-cheol turned his head after saying that.

Marrakia is deep in thought with her beak intact.

Reasonable.

The weight of the words overwhelms Marrakia.

Humans in front of us are too strong to deal with.

How much would it cost to convince such a person?

Marrakia, who was rethinking her thoughts, came to a breathtaking conclusion.

‘No way, man. Do I want my own magic? ’

That is, the transfer of stats.

The question of whether that man wanted it or not came to mind as if it were in his eyes.

There are two main ways in which a person can transfer their abilities to another person:

One is through quests.

But a quest is also limited in its ability to give and take a long time, as the promise itself must be rewarded by God.

You can create a Great Work, which is the top of the quest, or raise the upper limit by placing stats in a gambling form through the quest, but you won't fill Sung-cheol Kim's castle.

You'll need to do something else in order to pass on your reasonably generous stats.

It is a method using the destruction of the soul.

However, there is a prerequisite for this method.

The death of the person who wants to hand over abilities.

The destruction of the soul is accomplished by the strong will and aspiration of the person to inherit the ability, and death.

And it is regarded as the best legacy that a person in this world can pass on to the next generation.

Even if the ability to be handed over to the destruction of the soul is not even a tenth of the power the dead had in their lifetime, it is truly a tremendous benefit, given that it is difficult to raise even one stat in the world of powerful people beyond the superhuman.

But as we said before, the method is based on the death of the successor.

It is a condition that can never be accepted in Marrakia.

"Do you think I will give my soul to a lower class like you who is not my child? ’

No, I wouldn't hand him over even if he were my son.

Marrakia thought so, and held her mind within the walls.

‘Let's heal the wounds in here. Until the wings regenerate. Once the wings regenerate, there will be a path. Human.Time is not your only ally. ’

Then something dark grows around the edges of his vision.

An ever-flowing green monster with the head of Joyne.

It's an abyss.

"Why is that cursed monster in my kingdom? I can't believe that's Nahaq's likeness. Strange. Our kingdom has no contact with the High Command. ’

The abyss burrowed through the backbone that covered the ground and pulled out a corpse.

The body of Willie Gilford.

The abyss lifts up Willie Gilford's body and opens its mouth to swallow his massive body.

With her eyes open, Marakia felt a chill in her body as she looked incredibly unrealistic.

After a while, Kim Sung-cheol got up on his sleeping bag.

Kim Sung-cheol, who was rested for some time, cast Claire without notice.

Marakia survived Kim Sung-cheol's attack and desperately defended herself.

After a short workshop, Sung-cheol Kim realized that there was no progress.

‘Should I bring Deckard? No, he's too weak. It may collapse into a psychic attack before using magic. ’

Kim Sung-cheol talked to the square friend who always thought so.

“Bertelkia.”

“Huh? What do you want with Bertelkia? Scary man.”

“Is there any way to break the current situation? ”

Marakia, who was curled up inside the wall, looked up at Bertelgia flying behind Kim Sung-cheol.

‘Is that a living book? By the way, it looks like he's not just a living book after all. It's weak, but it can feel the energy of life and soul. ’

Marrakia reminds me of this.

In the meantime, you hear Bertelgia's voice.

“Hmmm... hammering? The magical power of that bird head is not infinite, so if you keep pounding, it will break someday. ”

“Wait!”

Marrakia interrupts Bertelgia's words.

“Do you think that will work for me? My magic is infinite. ”

Then Bertelkia said, as if such a Marrakia is pathetic, flying around Kim Sung-cheol helplessly.

“This guy has unlimited power. ”

“That's good. ”

Kim Sung-cheol picked up the arm karaz again.

I was appalled by Marrakia's eyes.

‘Goddamn it. ’

Bertelgia was right.

His magical power is said to be infinite, but he has gained hundreds of thousands of Elves in caves and the lives of his clan all the time.

There is an end.

But what about him?

I don't know where I got my hands on such power, but the power of God was contained in a single blow to his hammer.

What if there was an infinite fight against him?

I knew Marrakia better than anyone who would win.

Jubbuck.

Kim Sung-cheol stood in front of the wall with a hammer.

Marrakia's eyes widen.

However, right in front of the wall, Kim Sung-cheol put down his arm karaz.

“No, come to think of it, we should try something else. ”

It's an opportunity like a mother.

Kim Sung-cheol wanted to subdue King Jo in a way other than power.

Marrakia had to do everything in her power to make a face.

But his crisis is not yet over.

Kim Sung-cheol, who put down the hammer, opened his mouth looking at Bertelkia.

“Bertelkia. Is there any way you can enhance my magic with your alchemy knowledge?" ”

“Why not? ”

Bertelgia heavily rotates the sky.

Marrakia felt a desperate desire to fly around and tear up that rattling book.

Unlike his wishes, Bertelgia's mouth does not rest.

“What would you like to drink and sprinkle? ”

“Doping. I personally don't like to drink something that makes me temporarily strong. I'm not weak. ”

“Then why don't you sprinkle it? ”

“Is this the type of item that weakens the enemy's Magical Resistance? ”

“No. Powder that amplifies the power of magic. ”

“Just looking at the explanation doesn't look good. ”

“What are you talking about? Your favorite seven heroes are always so popular in Dad's shop! ”

“Hoho?”

Kim Sung-cheol's eyes flashed.

I don't like the old way, but the story changes if the Seven Heroes like it.

Kim Sung-cheol asked with a slightly different voice as he felt something was going on.

“Ingredients?”

This is one of the crucial problems of Alchemy.

A barley sack borrowed from a skilled alchemist.

But fortunately, I didn't think there was such a problem this time.

Bertelkia flew over Kim Sung-cheol's head and fluttered the bookshelf.

“Not all the ingredients are there, but the essential ones are everywhere. Yeah, the glitter on your head. ”

Kim Sung-cheol looked up.

Above his head, the ceiling of the Underground Kingdom had countless shining jewels of green light embedded like stars in the sky.