Max Level Newbie

"A force event?"

"Yes, like you said, it's probably 400 to 20th place. If you're confident you can beat everything down there, don't hide your skills. It would be a shortcut to avoid the hassle of showing off your skills."

"I don't even think about it, ···."."."

"That's it."

a pretty tempting story

Surely it would be better to show an overwhelming gap against a moderate peak of unmanned aerial vehicles than to deal with a flock of top-class fighters one by one.

"That will certainly reduce the number of annoying people?”

"Of course, they're shameless, and they don't spend their lives on someone whose level is clearly different. People curse. He doesn't even know his place.

"But what if you beat a man of talent and people who are stronger than him keep on coming at you?"

Jake had a pathetic look on his face at Vulcan's words.

The Vulcan, who did not know the reason, waited for Jake's answer.

"You really don't care about Belong City. I feel weird because it's so obvious that I'm leaving.”

"Do I have to be interested? And what does this have to do with not knowing much about Belong City?"

"The people in the top 100 in the Golden Ranking of Belong City are mostly fossils.”

After a moment's thought, Vulcan was told.

"······그만큼 오래 있었다는 뜻?"

"Yes. For them, this is their second home. Their ranking is power and status. If you're not sure, you don't start a fight with someone below you.”

The Vulcan was not easily convinced.

If you're a top 100 master, at least you're over 450.

With a little effort, you can break Act 1 and go back to your real hometown or make a wish, but you're settling down here?

"What on earth is Belong City so obsessed with its status and reputation here? If you'd cleaned that up and trained, you'd have cleared Act 1 a long time ago."

"No."

Jake cut off Vulcan.

"The level doesn't rise so easily as you do."

Jake, who drank with a bitter look, continued.

"And all the talented, hard-working guys like you have already cleared and left. Or dead."

"···흠흠흠흠흠."

The two stayed silent for a while.

It was Jake who broke the silence first. He asked Vulcan in a cheerful voice as if to change the atmosphere.

"Now I think I'm done with what I'm about to say. Isn't it time to do something really important now?"

"What? What's left?”

"Oh, my God, 너무·, 입장에서·, that's too much for being sponsored by me.”

"Oh, item!"

I completely forgot about the item for Jake while thinking about my future plans.

The Vulcan said coolly.

"It was a bolt out of course. Let's go outside and see. There's a lot of things you can look forward to."

"Yes. The blacksmith Haywood is in great demand these days because he's been eating a lot of weapons."

"In the first place, he's doing it as a hobby, not as a blacksmith."

"But without him, half the Moorim would have fought with bare hands. You have to thank yourself for repairing and building weapons.”

Jake stood up with a smile. Vulcan smiled and approached the door of the bar.

The moment he was about to open the door to the bar.

with a burst of laughter

First there was a person who opened the door and came in.

A man with short blond hair and tattoos on his forearm.

The fierce look on his face did not appeal to others.

'You look dirty.’

The Vulcan stepped aside first to avoid an idle quarrel.

But the tattooed man did not pass by the blanks.

They just stare at the blanks with burning eyes.

Vulcan also said, not avoiding snow.

"Do you have anything to say?"

"The new guy you beat Uruo, right?"

"······맞습니다. What's your business?"

"You finally found it. I thought you were in the market."

The tattooed man grinned. A sharp tooth like a shark's tooth came into the eyes of the Vulcan.

"I request you to spar with me."

Vulcan, who stood there for a moment, looked at Jake. Jake was also staring at the Vulcan.

Jake said.

"You said the tiger would come.”

*

A little early for dinner. At sunset, the alumni fields were bustling with untimely events.

Pick up the popcorn from the bar and eat it, said one of the onlookers in the prosecutor's outfit.

"Horun is fighting again. You must have realized something in that short time.”

"No, I guess you were just curious about Rookie's skills."

A wizard-clad man with a nice mustache was spoken to.

The prosecutor frowned.

"No, Horun. Isn't that guy too much? You mean you just asked Rookie for a fight? I'll clear an invoice if I don't.”

He added, "I don't understand," as if he was chewing popcorn.

"Horun is too much, but Rookie is also a weirdo. Did people around you let you know that you're in Rookie's ranking? Or don't you know Horun's skills?"

Horun has only 500 of them in Belong City.

The rookie ranking was never easy to see.

"Hey, it's been a long time since I've logged on to Wikipedia."

"Hmm? That's true. There are a lot of weird comments, so I hung up. Why?"

The moustache wizard picked up his stick and pointed to Rookie. A slightly excited voice came out of his mouth.

"That black-haired man is currently No. 2 in the rookie rankings. Uro has also been defeated by a single stroke, and rumors say it's a first-rate end."

"Huh. Really?"

The prosecutor recalled about ten years after he came to Asgard.

It was terrible. It was full of memories of barely reaching second-rate and brawling with Orcs.

"I thought there was only one after the reading, but there was one more.”

"Yes. I think they'll both leave Act1 in a short time."

"Then I won't bother you with the love affair or the war denomination."

"Yes, I'd rather just send it to the next stage than touch it and see the blood."

"By the way, do you know that Rookie's name? I haven't heard anything."

The moustache wizard said, taking away the popcorn that the prosecutor was holding.

"They say it's Vulcan."

*

a slight strain But not an unpleasant feeling.

It felt like a bulkan with a sword pulled out in front of countless people.

About 100 meters ahead, I saw a whistle holding a long staff.

I looked at the level of my opponent through a scan that has now become a habit.

[Horun, peak wizard]

[411Lv]

I thought it was definitely a no-two file.“

Seeing a threatening impression and a huge body, I was mistaken for a moment. But when I saw him holding the staff, I thought he looked pretty good as a wizard.

"As I said before, let's not aim for each other's lives. Is that right?"

"Yes. You'd better avoid meaningless killing. If one side suffers an injury that cannot continue the battle, it will be terminated immediately. The winning side will take the losing side to the treatment center."

'You have better manners than I thought.’

He reflected on his past actions, which he blamed for looking like a human weapon.

Vulcan said to Horon after swinging the sword several times.

"Well, let's get started. The energy of the brain."

"Yes. Hahaha!"

Feng Fengfeng

Three huge streams of water rose through the ground around the Vulcan. As Horun focused his mana on the staff, the stream grew bigger.

A situation in which three pillars made of water encircled him.

The Vulcan quickly escaped reconciliation by the Spirit of Lightning.

Water missiles poured out of the water column like bullets. The stray water missiles punctured the floor along the path that the blanks passed.

The Vulcan felt a little bit of pressure, as if three machine guns were constantly firing bullets.

'제대로 된 마법사에게서 쏟아지는 무영창 연계마법······ 우르오와는 차원이 달라!'

The power was similar, but the speed of the speaker and the volume of the product could not be compared.

However, it was not a threat to Vulcan.

This speed of magic could be avoided even for 24 hours.

Horun knew the fact and further increased the amount of mana he injected into the staff.

A mass much larger than the water missiles ever flew around the blanks.

Some of the lumps turned into water spirits, blocking the path of the Vulcan. However, only the water mass on the top of the water remained the same.

A feeling of uneasiness turned the Vulcan into a spirit of fire and passed through the Spirit of Water. With a slight time lag, a mass of water in the air exploded.

The droplets were fired with the power to pierce the thick steel plate.

Chi Yi Ik

Phewhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

a landscape thickened with water vapor due to the meeting of firearms and hand flags

In the meantime, there was a clear-cut blanks that could not be seen even the marks that passed through them.

Horun's eyes glowed fiercely.

'This is Rookie? This is a player? That's funny!'

Rookie is the one who takes his magic connections so leisurely. He's not from Powell, he's not a player.

I couldn't believe it.

But at the same time, a thrill of pleasure came in.

I don't care if you're Rookie or whatever!’

Horun, who raised the mana to power, pulled two more streams of water from the ground.

exclaimed loudly at the Vulcan in a rage.

"I'll crush you!"

What is it?

Suddenly, he looked at Horun, who shouted at him, and the Vulcan gave an absurd look on his face.

It's been a little strange since we first met.

'He's easily excited.’

The blanks thought, avoiding the pouring streams of water.

People who deal with water attribute magic thought their personalities would be mild, but they didn't seem to be.

'By the way, I need a way to give you an impact.’

While the viewer's eyes were moving dizzy, the Vulcan could afford to think about something else.

The reason why he avoids the attack.

The move was aimed at solving the problem of how to leave an impression so big that no one can attack.

Vulcan thought this was a more tricky problem than beating Horun.

"In a flash approach, a blow to the brain? No, that could kill the other person. Shall we pour out the Hellfire and end it at a long distance? That's too normal. Let's wait a little longer. I think there's going to be something more.'

a close call

Vulcan, who had been avoiding water magic for a long time, looked at the ground.

The dry earth floor was covered with muddy water. Water holes were also seen everywhere.

Taking advantage of a brief pause in the magic that had been flying nonstop, the Vulcan blew away the moisture around it with the fire magic.

Only the places where the blanks stood on the flooded land were dry as if they were drought.

Vulcan, who entered a bit of a state of excitement in the sparring, spoke informally to Horun.

"Why did you stop magic?"

I didn't want an answer, but Horun answered kindly.

"I'm afraid I'll only be tapping your shadow for the rest of my life. I don't want to waste my mana."

"Really? If you don't waste that mana, you'll get me."

"No. You're the one who's getting it. The conditions are already complete.”

The Vulcan felt the vast radius of land swaying by the great mana. The Vulcan was wary of all directions, and prepared for the magic that might pour out at any time.

To such a Vulcan, Horun said in a confident voice.

"It's no use preparing now. Crying! Anger of reception!"

Quaaaaaaaa

A wizard at the peak even spouted a spell, and the magic of doing it with all his whole body.

The ground was wet with thousands of water spells. And five giant streams of water. All that moisture and the mana of the Horun gathered together to create a huge tidal wave.

A tidal wave of enormous size that is pushed from the edge of a circle towards the bullcans in the center.

I felt a destructive force that would wipe everything out.

*

"It's over."

"Right. We fought well, but not for Horun, as expected."

The prosecutor and the moustache wizard, who were drinking beer after eating all the popcorn, exchanged words.

Dozens of people watching the Daeryeon around them had similar ideas. Watching Horun's lethal move to mark the end of the battle, someone was stimulated, and someone was concerned about the safety of the Vulcan.

There was not a single audience who thought the Vulcan would win.

but

'I can give you a great impact.’

The Vulcan did not doubt his victory.

No, I was thinking of a more colorful production beyond that.