Max Level Newbie

"Whoo."

Tadak Tadak

The embers caused by the super-heated hell were scattered from place to place.

A sign of fierce fighting, as if it were caused by the clash of hundreds to hundreds of forces.

It is such a grand sight that it is hard to think of as a one-on-one confrontation.

'It was the hardest goblin I've ever faced.’

Vulcan fought the battle by putting the lightning sword in the sword.

It was full of remorse.

Even though he knew it was a 90-level monster, he was careless, momentarily embarrassed when the battle didn't go as he thought, and hastily wrote a super-heated hell.

Especially, it was really bad behavior to write down super-heated hell emotionally. It wasn't a good thing to over-invest your skills where you didn't know what was going to happen.

The 90-level monster should have been saved as much as possible, as it is an unorthodox place where it roams around in ordinary fields.

However, it was encouraging that he used his first skill, "super-heated hell," as he thought.

The damage extracted through a simple link to Explorer was beyond imagination, and there was nothing to say about the momentary movement in the field through the spiritualization.

Perhaps those goblin-like guys who just fought, who had a strangely long name, can deal with even five at once.

The Vulcan was in a bad mood when I thought about it that far.

Are you happy that you can beat five goblins?’

It was ridiculous.

However, it is also true that Goblin was so strong. I think it's the strongest Goblin ever.

The Vulcan burned black, and approached the corpse of Goblin Mukushu, which was split into two pieces.

Levels are 90. He might spit out the item as a good guy.

Vulcan picked up a red-lighted weapon between the bodies and identified the option.

[Falcion of Legendary Weapon Amplification]

[Level Limits: 90Lv]

Attack Power +104

50/50 durability

Toughness of steel technology +2

Bursucker family skill +1

*The Palchion used by Mukushu, a wandering warrior of the Goblin tribe. Make the user excited so that they can use more than their ability.

“······!”

The Vulcan's mouth was wide open.

A huge option far beyond expectations paralyzed the spirit of the Vulcan.

It has two options to increase proficiency and attack power similar to a thrust sword. In addition, steel technology is +2, not +1.

It was even a dagger. The daggers were more accessible than the unusual weapons that were difficult to deal with, so they were all preferred equipment.

Such a good item.

So it was more of a bummer.

The Vulcan was not a typical type of engineer or inspection that uses the strong flag as its main focus. Because it was a type of test that relied on epilepsy and flame sequencing magic, the option of Palchion of amplification could not be utilized 100 percent.

Vulcan, whose appetite was filled with regret, put the amplified phalcion in the inventory.

It can't be used perfectly, but high attack alone is a great weapon, so there will be a day to use it anytime.

"The Eagle Lightning, Mana Armor."

Vulcan has secured minimum safety through sensing-related skills and defense skills.

There were too many variables to rush to Belong City without caring about the surroundings. At least until the cool time of the super-heated hell came back, I needed to save myself.

The last quest that disappeared without any alarm sound, the new world outside the cave, the 90-level goblin that I've never heard of or heard of in this world for five years.

It's full of questions, but I put it back for a while.

We'll know when we get there.’

Vulcan stepped along a dirt road stretching toward Belong City.

3. 122 Level Street Merchants

Contrary to Vulcan's concerns, there was no more encounter with monsters. Vulcan, who had been moving slowly for two hours without relaxing, used the Spiritualization skill as soon as the cool time of the super-hot hell returned and was able to reach Belong City before sunset.

Belong City was very different from the ordinary city. It was surrounded by a high wall, like a fortress built in a military stronghold, and a very deep moat was dug out there. It looked like a fairly large city.

The Vulcan walked toward the entrance of the city.

There was only one blanks passing through the entrance to see if there were not many residents compared to the size of the city.

There was also one guard guarding the gate. Seeing him dozing off against the wall, I thought there weren't many people who were originally passing by.

The dozing guard looked up and looked at the blanks, then began to doze off again as if he was not interested.

The training was a mess.

The equipment on that subject looked pretty good, so it was unclear whether the market was interested in urban security or not.

'I'd love to pass easily.’

The indifference of the guards was welcome, as there were occasional complaints from the gate guards.

"Wow!"

There was an exclamation from the mouth of the Vulcan that entered the city.

High-rise buildings, which were rarely seen even in the capital of the Empire, were erected everywhere.

The floor was densely packed with bricks of a certain size, and was clean, with no trash or dirt easily found in other cities.

Even the beggar was not seen. The costumes of some of the walking people were also unusual, as if they were a very wealthy city.

While looking around the city, Vulcan headed for a large board with a picture.

On closer examination, it was a detailed urban notice board. The locations of shopping districts, residential areas, bars, and general merchandise stores were marked.

I don't even have to ask anyone.’

Gratitude for the existence of the kind sign, the Vulcan headed for the mall.

It was better to go to the tavern to get information and plan what would happen in the future, but after seeing the richness and cleanliness of the city, I wondered what merchants were selling.

*

The view of the shopping district was opposite to the expectations of the Vulcan.

I expected a row of sophisticated commercial buildings of magnificent size, but there is only one two-story building with an insincere name of "The General Store."

The rest of the space was occupied by street vendors with their stalls spread out.

The Vulcan could not hide its disappointment because it felt like a five-day event held by villagers in the village, but it entered among countless merchants at the thought of looking around.

Without much expectation, the Vulcan, who chose one of the stalls, began to look at the items.

The merchant was a middle-aged man with a small scar on his left cheek. Even though it didn't go in even if it wasn't hot, he was wearing a black robe. The figure of a dagger, several rings, and necklaces was not seen selling anything valuable.

"Can I see you?”

"It's not going to wear out, look at it slowly. Ask if you have any questions."

The official language is language that is different from the lips of merchants rubel, who listen to the continent through the system but in the communication has no problem thanks to the automatic analysis.

Vulcan picked up a sharp, plain-shaped dagger and checked the options.

[Dagger for Assassination of General Weapons]

[Level Limits: 80Lv]

Attack Power +81

Durability 24/24

Increases damage done by 20% in back attack

Automatically collect after throwing

*An ordinary dagger. Suitable for slitting one's neck behind a defenseless opponent. It's very convenient to use as a substitute for darts.

“······.”

What is it? Did I see it wrong?

Vulcan checked the item option window again.

Still the unwavering rating and options of the assassination dagger welcomed him.

Vulcan put down his dagger and picked up a ring, unable to hide his bewildered expression. It was a black ring with no decorations or patterns.

[The ring of a trainee with a name-supplied accessory]

[Level Limits: 85Lv]

Mana +10

Ordering Power +9

Efficiency in training of the Black Magic family +5%

*A ring made in bulk for trainees striving to become a formal black wizard. The work of a famous wizard is quite popular.

"This,·,·,·"

"You want to buy it?”

"Oh, no. Let's take a look at it a little bit more."

Vulcan checked the options one by one for the remaining ornaments.

Fire ring, level limit 72, general.

Goblin molar necklace, level 77, normal.

Crashed necklace, level limit 80, master craftsman.

It was an equipment for high-levels that were not easily seen.

Vulcan didn't quite understand the current situation.

In Bosmonster, in the general field, it was certainly not a normal situation that there were not any high-level items that could be obtained only by catching a name monster, but a number of items gathered, and that the place was a stall in the general market.

What's wrong with your name and rating?

It was also strange that the names and ratings of such rare items were extremely ordinary.

Items that could be legendary from the master to the master were roughly built, and it was very unusual to have a general-to-honor rating.

It feels like the legendary sword handed down from generation to generation in the kingdom is a supply item, and the name is 'good long-sod'.

Vulcan spoke to the merchant.

"How did you get what you're selling now?”

Asked politely by Vulcan, the middle-aged merchant said as if he had heard something strange.

"Of course it's monster hunting. Don't you know?"

"Oh, I see, ·····"

'Where's the Wyverns?’

The blanks were speechless at the sight of a merchant talking as if it were no big deal, laying out items that could not be obtained without invading a large monster den.

It was a really strange day.

I met a 90-level goblin I've never heard of, and I found the best items on the street. But the items were all rolling around like regular miscellaneous items, and the ratings were actually mediocre.

Besides, I got it all from hunting monsters.

Vulcan stared at the merchant in silence.

I could see a merchant talking casually about what was possible only if he had at least 90 levels of specs.

'By any chance. Isn't he a great master?’

No, I don't think so, but the Vulcan couldn't stop thinking.

Come to think of it, all the things that happened during the day are nonsense. Questgo goblins, items, nothing normal happened.

I was confident that I wouldn't be surprised if one more was added to it. No, rather, I thought it would be more surprising if this uncle's level was normal.

'Yes, it doesn't wear out.

Isn't it the scanning ability to use in times like this?

Vulcan used the power of the system to grasp the exact capabilities of the merchant in front of his eyes.

[Third-class prosecutor Jake]

[122Lv]

' 레벨· 레벨 레벨 레벨 레벨 레벨 레벨 레벨 레벨?'

Bang!

While the Vulcan was confused, a disturbance broke out at the next seat.

The Vulcan unconsciously turned its head. Two men were raising their voices as if they were quarreling.

The big bald man holding the iron fist and the black-clad man, who appeared to have popped out of the martial arts novel, were staring at each other as if they were eating each other.

"Because this is what I bought first, get out of here when you say good things."

"What are you talking about? I haven't even gotten my stuff yet. Brother, I'll add one more, let's make a deal with me."

"Are you such an unscrupulous bastard, cutting in on a man who buys things for his own money? Aren't the 'Moorim' bastards so cheap?"

"Because I'm from Powell, who's got muscles in my brain, I can't believe I'm talking. Don't you want to get more and sell it's better to sell, right? Let's make it quick."

The merchant had no interest in the quarrel between the two. As soon as he accepted the offer, he handed over a necklace full of wooden beads and received the money. Then he quickly cleared up the seat and left.

A thick vein popped out of the bald temple when he saw it.

Unannounced, he swung back at the man in black and white.

Chaeng!

Before I knew it, the lily that had been pulled out blocked the baldness.

The black robe, which spread the distance through the reactionary movement, carried a necklace around his neck with his left hand and took out another bag.

"If you want to die, try another swing, Mr. Bald."

The bald man raised his teeth instead of ranting as before.

There was a roaring sound, and the blue strong flag that covered the whole body, as well as the withdrawal, rose like a flame.

"Come on, it's a 'moorim' scumbag."

Black-clad military uniforms handled the bald words that seemed to be easily chewed out.

"Fight like an ignorant bison and break this and that and don't be taken away by the patrol, follow me."

Then he rolled his feet hard and jumped high into the sky.

A bald man, who saw a black shaman flying out of the castle in a soft parabola, jumped with his teeth grinding.

Unlike the black robe, everyone in the market watched the bald head fly out of the castle leaving a huge hole with a roar.

Then they turned their eyes and focused on what they were doing as if they were doing what they were doing.

Merchants arranged the goods on the stalls, and guests looked at this and that to see if there was anything they could afford. No one seemed to care much about what had just happened.

Again, it returned to the peaceful scenery of the market. There was a noise of bargaining here and there.

But Vulcan couldn't.

He scanned his abilities reflexively as soon as the bald man wore a blue flame-like strong flag all over his body, and one after another the ability of a man in a black suit.

And I couldn't say anything.

Two capability explanation windows by the system unfolded before the eyes of the blanks.

[First Fighter Full-Bike]

[368Lv]

[First-rate thief Lee Jung-yeop]

[371Lv]