Max Level Newbie

only 50.

It was a level difference between self-taught and hemophilia.

However, there was a gap between them that could not be called just.

Fundamentally, the strengths of the Monologue: attack, defense, and speed.

In addition, simple behavioral patterns have been improved.

The Bulkan was shocked to see the poems using exquisite yet grotesque herbivores as if they were living Moorim Gosu.

Are these guys really strong-minded? Why are you moving so smoothly?’

Heukgangsi produced the body of a man who was a supreme master during his lifetime by adding power to ancient magic after dipping it into specially treated drugs and blood.

The effort and cost itself were different from when the city was created alone.

In ancient times, even the lower gods were so terrifying that they were reluctant to deal with each other.

The blanks, which had no way of knowing the facts, only uttered harsh curses at the rapidly increasing level of difficulty.

쒜엑엑엑.

a blast of water

a hematopoietic fist that flies through rough air

It was so fast that I thought I was approaching beyond space.

However, the speed of the blanks operating the neuroscope was a little faster.

Instead of avoiding fists, he cut off his arm to overcome the crisis, but that was not the end.

angular method which can never be done by a living person in a collapsed position.

'Oh, my gosh.

Ordinary humans can recognize and prepare one step ahead of another because they move the muscles of other parts when they swing their fists and kick their feet.

But these guys, who are usually moving smoothly like real people, have made the Vulcan embarrassed by their occasional unmoving attacks like a controlled doll.

The Vulcan rushed the magic.

Three Hellfire in front of the Vulcan blocked the attack path of the blood.

Puffer-pump.

Although one village of Hagee was a destructive Hellfire that could turn into ashes, it was not enough to stop the kick of the blood.

However, he succeeded in reducing his power.

In the gap, he stepped on the beam and tried to dig inside at the same time as dodging, but before he knew it, he felt another hematopoietic poem occupying his back.

The tongue-tied Bulkan gave up his chance to attack and quickly backed away, and the arm-strewn hemigangsi smiled in a grotesque voice and looked at the Bulkan.

Crack, clack, clenched.

An unpleasant sound emanated from the half-broken vocal cords.

The fiery bullcahn tried to use Efreet's fist, but half a beat faster than that, the cursed energy poured out of the two of his fists.

Two fists the size of a head.

It was a very simple, straight-line attack, but the blanks did not let their guard down.

If they face each other honestly with seemingly simple attacks, they cannot cope with the changes that take place at the end.

They should keep an eye on the enemy's intentions until the end and respond appropriately, or sweep it away with overwhelming destructive force to make all changes useless.

'The latter is my style.

All 720 level undead monsters' attacks lacked strength and mana to attack them in such a way.

And even with infinite mana, the Vulcan wouldn't have used that method.

a race of pedigree far beyond the super-peak cilantro

This was because it was so much fun to exchange chemistry with those who showed the movements of the real Moorim masters.

'I'm very nervous, but it's the fight in the first place.’

What was done in the arboretum and poison pit fields was not a fight.

It was just a series of tedious repetitive actions, like a farmer who harvested hard and was satisfied with the results.

Although it was rewarding to see the fast-rising experience and achievement ratings, the fun and excitement that came from the battle itself was not even a handful of sand.

After spending more than a year and a half, I'm facing the hemiplegics now.

Vulcan was enjoying the urgency, excitement, and tremor of a close battle.

Whoo-woo-woong.

Before I knew it, the blanks, glaring at the cursed energy that was just around the corner, swung the sword horizontally.

A short moment, but with the vigor of the brain-newspirited sword almost burst them, but two energies that fall down with a moment of odd movement.

Before they reached their own thighs, the rapidly leaping bulkans stepped on the cursed energy and shot off the hemiplegic.

Quaqam.

The soles of the feet were sour, but there was no major damage because they gathered enough mana in advance.

the two hemiplegic strutting in bewilderment

Vulcan again used a brain scan to slit the left one diagonally.

He was the one whose right arm was cut off a while ago.

Thistle.

Throwing.

A severed arm cannot properly defend itself.

His upper body was cut neatly and turned into an experience.

Crunch. Crunch.

Although the city of blood next to him poured out a fierce battle of spirit, it was not enough to deal with the Vulcan since he was alone.

In the midst of numerous magic checks, the man, who had been obstructed by movement, was quickly stabbed and his neck was blown away by the brain-spirited sword of the Vulcan.

[Experience level increased.]

[Level up!]

Eliminate two enemies who are far stronger than themselves at the same time!

[You have achieved your achievement!]

[Increases performance figures.]

an audible warning to entertain the blanks

But more pleasant than that, I felt myself growing up.

"Whoo."

The blanks that briefly exhaled and examined the lightning sword of the brain cavity.

Standing still for a moment, he cut the front with a quick search.

Patsutsch's side.

A brain scan that stops at the moment and disappears in the blink of an eye.

He smiled coolly so that he could see his teeth as he was clearly more natural than before.

It is not as smooth as artisans who have been trained for decades.

However, the frequency of application to the actual battle was increasing, and in the battle just a moment ago, the trial and release were carried out at a speed satisfactory to himself.

'Five months. Half a year, including the time in the solitary confinement.’

I haven't raised the level as fast as I used to.

The gap between the level and the actual site was considerably smaller than in the days of the arboretum or the poison pit field.

Unless there is a great realization that the level will rise again, the pace of raising the level will inevitably be slow in the future.

but

"I am now strong beyond my level!"

The position of the Vulcan has not changed much, as it used to.

However, if he was a blunt sword that was not properly managed by peace, he was a sharp sword that was carefully honed and polished from day to day.

A prepared sword that can extract its best at any time and any situation.

For half a year, he looked like a Vulcan who had what he had.

"But not yet enough."

Like a habit, the blanks murmured, repeating the trial and release of the brain-newspirited sword.

It wasn't enough.

I could have done better.

could be a sharper, keener, brilliantly shining Bogum.

'If you want to be level 650 ,·· 앞으로 앞으로 앞으로 앞으로 앞으로 앞으로, level 20.'

It's not just raising the level.

While more perfectly controlling the brain's neuroscope, it is important to ensure timely use of colorful spells.

After facing the city of Cheonmagang, it was a specification to retreat unseemly and raise the level further and try again.

We're gonna end with one try.’

The blanks that attack the three of their blood clots in front of them.

It was only two years since it was on Act 2.

*

[Bulcan]

[650Lv]

After another half a year, Vulcan finally reached level 650.

In the meantime, the Vulcan has become fully used to the control of the brain's neuroscope.

Vulcan repeatedly wielded and stabbed a sword into the air.

The energy of the brain neuroscope, which rises quickly and disappears only when it collides with a hypothetical enemy.

Vulcan nodded with a satisfied look.

'It's not something that can be extracted with the maximum output, but...'

Up to two-thirds of the electricity could be extracted in a moment without much concentration.

The passive skill has also risen after a long time.

Due to the emphasis on magic, the level of weapons proficiency, which had not risen for a while, has risen from A to S.

In fact, it was a blanks that expected combat proficiency to rise from S to SS-level, but there was no more rank-ups.

I wasn't disappointed.

Without much realization, just the increase in weapons proficiency was something to be pleased about.

"Now it's time to leave here, too."

A low murmur of fire looked at the door in front of him.

plain iron gate

But the figure of the black demon on it was appallingly ominously ominously.

It was the first time that I felt so bad just by looking at the patterns, so the Vulcan was a little embarrassed.

'You can't lose your momentum before you go in.'

The Vulcan used the energy of the brain to shake off the instrument.

Then he kicked the door with his feet and walked in with a proud gait.

"Hmm."

A large circular room.

In the middle of it was a thousand horse gangsi, chinged to a chain of sacred light.

His whole body is tied up with his face barely showing.

Surprisingly, Chen Ma Kang-shi's face was very clean despite being undead.

Smooth, white, but cold-looking skin that reminds you of a low-grade person.

He said in a hateful voice.

He was born and raised in the prestigious Namgung Sega in Anhui Province and lived a shining life. He dedicated himself to the glory of his family, and spent his whole life working together for the powerless and ignorant grasses. However, he was caught up in the trap of cursed blood religion and became a dishonest being, ···········

"What's he talking about?”

Suddenly, the Voxmonster tilted his head to the Vulcan tilted his head.

Chen Ma Kang-shi, who desperately preached his unhappiness with a serious look, felt like a theater actor who was making a comeback.

··· 저주 저주 저주 curse them. I know I'm suffering forever in the fire pit of hell, but I curse you endlessly. Je Cheon Dae-seong, who punished me innocent, also cursed. God, they're like them.

쒜엑엑엑.

Chaeng!

"Oh, invincible Sangtan, what is it?"

Vulcan, who had been aiming for the top of Cheonmagang City by pulling out a new brain sword, backed away with a look of embarrassment.

The attack was blocked by a translucent shield that was formed before it even reached the body.

With a tingling hand, the Vulcan had a sour idea.

"You shouldn't attack during a transformation. It's polite to wait for an important line."

Eventually, Vulcan became a perfect spectator and watched the performance of Cheonmagangsi.

Of course, I didn't forget to scan my abilities.

[Cheonmagangsi Namgoong Jehyuk]

[770Lv]

It's 20 levels higher than the general tree. Hmm.'

Of course, the level of the blanks is higher than that time, but not a wide gap.

When I saw Cheonmagangsi, which is expected to be stronger than the general tree that was barely caught by burning Sangseong red, my body was naturally tense.

'Of course, the power of self-belief doesn't make him ill.'

Vulcan has put a lot of magic on hold, simulating the upcoming battle.

······그리고 너 역시, 그들과 비슷한 역한 냄새가 난다······ 나를 속박한 존재들······ 진하진 않지만······ 같은······ 그들과······.

Is it almost over what you want to say?

The sacred chains that had been binding the city of Cheonmagang slowly unraveled and flowed down to the floor.

The sight of a slave seeking freedom, as if a sinner were released from the sword of the neck.

Soon after, the city of Cheonmagang was completely liberated and looked over its appearance.

The Vulcan said, looking at him, dressed in blue, with a noble-looking look.

"Oh, finally the game's starting man, ······"

Pod.

a car angle

“······!”

Even before he responds, he tries to stab himself in the chest.

He hurriedly turned his upper body to avoid it, but the hand of Chen Ma Kang-shi, who broke the armor, left a long scar on the body of the bull.

At the moment, the eyes of the Heavenly Horse Gangsi and the Vulcan met.

Black eyes without white spots mixed with hatred and flesh and malice.

The cold-backed bullcahn controlled the magic he had desperately prepared.

"Arghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Pachichichichichichichichik.

Tududududududu.

Thousands of lightening bolts suppressed Chen Ma Kangxi's movement, followed by large quantities of Hellfire and two compressed efrites' fists.

Vulcan with all-around potion that takes advantage of the gap and fills the body with physical strength, mana, and stamina.

He looked at the city of Cheonmagang, standing between the dusts with a tense face.

a gulp

a tanned figure here and there, as if there was a blow.

However, it was hard to see it as a serious damage.

It would have been a much bigger blow if it had entered at the same time as Vulcan's brain scan, but it was because it didn't.

Vulcan thought, raising his mana.

'I was going to use magic as soon as the battle started.'

Rather, he became a surprise and blew away the magic he had prepared somewhat in vain.

It was quite unfortunate, but that didn't put him at a disadvantage.

Just one of the odds I was aiming for went to naught.

Die, ··여여, God's pawn.

The Bulkan also burned its will to see Cheonmagangsi, which is approaching without a trace like the angel of death.

In a state of tension, anxiety, excitement, and joy, he swung the sword in line with the attack of the city of Cheonmagang.