Max Level Newbie

*

"I knew the information was spreading, but...….”

The Vulcan muttered with a look of bewilderment.

Vulcan moving at high speed using the energy and spirit of the brain.

And the seven freaks that are felt behind such a bulkan.

He looked slightly back to see those men chasing him at an equal pace with him.

Then I thought to myself,

What's this about? We're just getting out of here.’

I didn't feel very well.

He did know that his information was leaked from Oracle.

However, as soon as I came out of Espo City, I never dreamed that I would provide information on my location so openly that the fly would be twisted.

It's almost... ...a service that comes before clients ask. These dogs.’

I could feel Oracle's determination not to care about himself.

As long as they're doing business in Espo City, they're not going to lose their sparks.

After releasing the spirit, Vulcan slowly slowed down and stopped moving after finding a suitable vacant lot.

He then pumped mana into the puppet Kinakina, and fed her with beads of vitality so that she could quickly summon her freshness.

"Huh... ..oh, my stomach is about to explode...... Kkeum."

"It's prepaid. I have a lot to spend today."

Vulcan responded lightly to Kinakina, who was bluffing, and then fixed his eyes on those who followed him.

Although Oracle's actions were repugnant and disapproving, there is nothing we can do now anyway.

It would be much better to solve what is in front of you than to waste your mind on something you can't solve right now.

'And...... now that I see them, they're on the list.’

These are the ones who tried to arrange them in order after taking care of the drainage.

It would be no harm for the Vulcan to come first.

Vulcan scanned the abilities, looking at the seven people arriving one after another.

As expected, they were incredibly strong as Oracle said.

[Hoin Musk]

[875Lv]

[Hoin's Carrillum]

[866Lv]

……

[Hoin Bouton]

[861Lv]

A tremendous level.

The blanks whistled wonderfully.

The level above 850 was hard to see even in Act 2.

those who have a status above the peak in Act1 and are not short of hearing the sound of 'master'.

It was extremely rare for such a great crowd of seven, but it was not without them at all.

Chilma.

The most notorious of all the Suin people of Act II.

Unlike most of the Suin people who only practice chess based on their powerful physical abilities, they were unusual creatures who stood out in both magic and chess.

One of them opened his mouth.

Level is 875. The highest in this group, I think he's the boss.

"I finally met...….”

"Wait."

"What is this body talking about?….”

"Stop."

“…….”

But before I could finish the first word, I was interrupted by the Vulcan.

Chilma's giant, Muho-rang, looked at the face of the Vulcan.

The tail of one mouth slightly raised slightly.

He looked as if anyone could tell that he did it intentionally.

He is famous among the rich for his quick temper.

It was only natural that I could not bear these insults, and took a deep breath to get to work with an angry look.

But one step ahead of him came the voice of Vulcan.

Having missed the timing, he became in a vague posture and was in a position to listen to what the blanks were saying.

"Let's ask one thing before we fight. You guys got information from Oracle and ran, right?

“…….”

the seven good men who remain silent

Looking around them, he continued again.

"Don't do it if you don't want to say it. You don't have to tell me. Hoo. I want to wake up really fast, sick of Act2."

a blister with one's head down and lament.

The members of the Chilma who saw it all looked dumbfounded.

Every single one of them is the absolute strong enough to hear the coriander anywhere in Act 2.

Even half-believers couldn't treat them recklessly.

That's why he was still alive even though he had lived as a servant for more than 1,500 years.

"But... ...that attitude in front of us.’

I just couldn't understand.

That indescribably relaxed look.

In an act as if to think far below them, Mu Ho-rang looked carefully at the Vulcan.

Because I wondered if there was something I was missing.

But in his eyes, Vulcan was by no means capable of showing such confidence.

He frowned openly enough to wrinkle his forehead.

'Surely strong......if you fight me one-on-one, I can't guarantee you'll win. But... ...I don't feel anything overwhelming.….’

He recalled old times.

They were still known for being fearless and arrogant, but there used to be a time when it went too far.

To the point where it is so severe that it is infuriating.

About 500 years ago.

When they were eight, not seven, they had met a huge mountain-like being that could never be crossed.

Blue Dragon wind.

There was a quarrel with the famous Shinsu, known as the absolute ruler of the western island.

In fact, they were confident until they fought him.

a numerical advantage of one to eight

And the head of Palma, who they are serving as their eldest brother, Murangka.

With this level of power, I thought it was worth a try no matter how powerful I was, and instead of bending my pride, they chose to fight hot.

The result is a one-sided defeat.

He pushed them into a relaxed manner all the time, as if he were dealing with the day dogs.

Strong as lightning when attacking and soft as clouds when defending.

They were bound to be helpless in front of him, who showed off his abilities, and to watch him take the head of the man they serve as their eldest brother.

'I can't believe you showed such a saucy attitude in front of me. This time it stops here, but be careful not to be seen in the future.’

After that day, Palma became Chilma, and Muho-rang learned a great lesson.

those who have risen to the ranks of the strongest of Act2

To deal with them is no different than to deal with God.

'......it's just suicide.’

But it's a story that's limited to being within ten fingers of Act 2.

It was completely irrelevant to Vulcan, who was shaking his head in a cocky manner in front of his eyes.

Their apparent momentum was also very different from theirs.

A characteristic feeling that only the strongest members of Act2 have, called Junshin.

For the Moorang, who had been through it desperately, I could sense that Vulcan's skills were far below him.

He bawled at the Vulcan.

"Hey! Stop bluffing!"

"Bluffing?"

"Yes, I admit you're strong, but it's impossible to beat us seven. It would be good for you to be gently overpowered."

"What are you talking about? What's the difference between being overpowered and dying? Are you going to take him away and then let him go for money?”

The blanks asked him back.

When he showed his sharp fangs at a look that he still didn't feel a grain of tension, he continued.

"That's enough. There's nothing left to keep talking to you guys. We don't have time."

Vulcan looked at Chilma with an expression of disgust.

Originally, he was going to ask what he intended to do, but he changed his mind.

Most of them are sorcerers, they have similar purposes.

Whenever I organized them one by one, I thought it would be annoying to ask them why they did it.

Vulcan smiled slightly at the thought of the blue dragon blue wind lying on his stomach on the western island.

It occurred to me that perhaps the amount of beads he was going to earn this week was as much as the amount he had collected over the past few hundred years.

You're going to like Mr. Cheng Poong today.’

Vulcan shouted loudly, wondering if he was breaking Act 2 thanks to himself.

"Retrieve new!"

*

Six bodies.

Each with a large cut on his chest, he looks like he doesn't know what to say.

The blood poured out of it was flowing in all directions along the bumpy floor around it.

In the midst of the terrible sight, there was one who was exhaling a cough mixed with blood.

Chilma's formation, Muho-rang.

He was staring at an existence with an unconvincing look.

"Cough, Cooheup, how did you...... Upp!"

Fu Hua Aak.

blood spewing from the mouth like a waterfall

His tough vitality did not immediately kill him, but he was in critical condition as if he was about to leave the world.

In front of him stood the Vulcan, who still had a relaxed expression, and the two-sun Yeo Dong-bin, who had fallen into the consternation of Mu Ho-rang.

a dying look

The gradually closing eyelids were forced up, and the moorang thought.

"What the hell is this?….’

a great deal of pressure

It was a stronger presence than the Cheongnyong Cheongpung that I had encountered before.

As soon as I felt that unreasonable being summoned, I moved my body right away, so I didn't lose my life in a blow, but is that important to nothing?

You're almost dead and you're in a position where there's no place to live.

He recalled the blue sword that had penetrated his body.

I never imagined this would be possible.….’

This powerful force, beyond space.

And you can improvise without any sign.

I didn't even think it would be possible.

'This isn't... ...act 2 level. A place close to God...That Vulcan guy...... what kind of power could bring such a great being...….’

a look of a tiger can't fall away

But that's also for a while.

Soon after his death, his head fell to the floor, and Yeo Dong-bin, who was looking at it, spoke to Vulcan.

If you call them out, they are all evil.

"Yes."

Yeah, they were so full of instruments that they couldn't run.

"I see."

'Of course, they're trying to take someone else's life for their own gain.’

Vulcan, who was shouting "dogs and bulls" inside and criticizing those on the list, said to Yeo Dong-bin with a polite look.

"This is not the end."

Huh? What is it?

Yeo Dong-bin, who thought he had finished his job.

Bulkan, who stopped him from approaching the side of Kinakina, the puppet, to enter the fleet, continued.

"You need to work harder today."

Do I still need more power? With your strength, there aren't many men on Act 2 who could be a threat...….

"It's because of circumstances. The force required for the recall is much greater, so let's just move together like this.”

After hearing Bulkan's words, the swordsman Yeo Dong-bin replied with a firm expression.

I see. I called it up with the help of Cheongpung, but I'll take your word that you paid for it. But my sword won't swing unless it's a very vicious one. As I said before, the duty of self-righteousness is to save and guide the world.

Vulcan said with confidence, as if not to worry.

"It won't happen. They're very bad guys.”

*

The chief of Oracle, Madorgi's office.

Unlike his usual busy working with dozens of documents on the table, Madorgi was now drinking beer with only one big screen on it.

Even a chicken leg is in the other hand without holding a beer bottle.

Anyone could tell that it was a person who enjoyed what was happening on the screen.

"Hmm...... finally Chilma has arrived. Before you go straight to the drain, you should have an opening stage."

Madorgi looked into the screen with an interesting look on his face.

The relaxed-looking bulky face was being transmitted in clear picture quality.

Madorgi tilted his head at the sight.

I'm too relaxed....what has happened in 100 years.'

In the past, when Vulcan and Helmut clashed, they could not use surveillance magic, so it was Madorgi who belatedly knew there was a clash between the two.

Therefore, it was not known how Vulcan handled Helmut, but his idea was that it would not have been easy in any way.

But looking at Vulcan's attitude toward Chilma without being so nervous, I felt it was clear that he had a huge number.

With a more interesting look on his face, he kept his upper body close as if he were being sucked into the screen.

'I'm so glad......if he hadn't stopped by Oracle again, I would've totally forgotten.’

Madorgi was more interested in watching other people's fights than anyone else in Act II.

If even this incident had been placed in a position where they could not see it in person and were belatedly reported using surveillance magic, it was clear that they would not be able to work properly for a while.

After gulping down the beer, he took a big bite of the chicken leg and focused his attention on the upcoming fight.

And five minutes later.

He hardened like a statue with his mouth wide open so that it could no longer be opened.