Max Level Newbie

"Hurries. Hoots."

A shoulder that rises and falls rapidly with a heavy breathing sound.

Sweat flowing all over the body, including the forehead, and wounds everywhere.

He looked too bad to be a strong half-body at level 930.

But if he thought that the place where he stood was the center of the "origin of evil," he would have to applaud him for maintaining this physical condition.

So did the two half gods, standing in a quiet place quite far from the heart of evil.

They spared no admiration as they watched the fierce battles of the Vulcan, such as a continuous explosion of gunpowder.

"That's great."

"That's not enough. It's actually the best part of this area."

"Hmm. I still remember a hundred years ago, whining around with a demon, and the player is amazing.”

"The player isn't great, the blanks are great. The rest of the players can't even make it up to Act 2, right? Well, they're not half-believers, they're human."

"That's true. I didn't mean to undermine Vulcan's efforts. Haha."

Clutus, armed with a hard shield and a long spear, smiled with his voice.

He was a powerful half-body who had trained in the powerful singing skills his father taught him for nearly a thousand years, and was considered one of the three strongest players within the source of evil, the worst hunting ground.

Deeply inheriting the blood of a powerful God, and directly practicing God's martial arts.

With constant effort added to it, it was natural for him to rise to the top of Act II.

But even such Clutus could not afford the current blanks.

Watching him slaughtering demons violently like Powell, the god of war, even made me feel his hair stand on end.

'What kind of god is he?' 'I can't remember who the powerful black-haired god is.’

Such curiosity was natural because the Vulcan was a clutus who did not know that it had evolved from human to semi-body through the system.

About 20 years ago, I was so curious that I asked openly, "Who is the great man who gave you new blood?" But Vulcan only smiled once and continued hunting without saying anything.

Are you an unfaithful child? There's no reason to hide it.’

It wasn't very important.

With the potential of the blanks, I was sure I'd be on the throne in a short time.

"Who's child" was important when he was half-believed, and nothing was useful after he rose to the position of God.

After the hunt, Clutus greeted the blanks, which slowly walked toward him, with their arms.

"Welcome, my friend! It stopped earlier than usual today. Why so early?"

"What is it. What are you both doing here?”

"Watching you fight is a lot more fun than most entertainment. It's thrilling."

Horius, the half-body standing next to Clutus, said. Vulcan smiled and washed his whole body with water magic, then flopped down on the floor and said,

"Now I have to get out of here."

"What? You're a training maniac and a fighting maniac, so why, ·····."

Horius expressing doubt.

But Clutus' response was different.

When he heard Vulcan, he made a look of greatness and said with a slightly, he said,

"You must be going there, too. Well, I'm thinking of going too, but it's odd that a guy as big as you doesn't."

"There? Where, ···, ·, ·, 아, 아, is it already 100 years? Huh. I didn't even think about it because I still have a long way to go.”

Horius had a look of regret in a flash and a look of regret.

This is because he became depressed over the fact that he had to leave his two close friends.

But what can we do?

It's wrong that you can't keep up with them because you lack standards.

He looked at the Vulcan with a look of deep regret and said,

"I think we have about ten days left. Are you going already?"

"Yes, now I can't get any better if I keep catching demons here. Rather than spend my time meaninglessly, I'd just go a little earlier and watch."

"Then I'll come with you. Let's talk together on the way."

Looking at Clutus speaking one step forward, Vulcan nodded.

"Well, whatever."

"Hey. Can't you be more friendly with meek? But we've been stuck here for a hundred years."

"Didn't you ignore me for about 20 years?"

"Well, that's, uh, ····."

Clutus turned his eyes to the other side in need of words.

Vulcan smiled inwardly at his restless appearance.

'As expected, the reactionaries are much more naive than humans. I'm less shy.'

Watching him embarrassed, Vulcan recalled when he first arrived at the source of evil.

The level of difficulty is much higher than before.

The demons that are so powerful that they can't overcome with all their might, the eyes of those around them who look down on themselves as if they're new recruits, new recruit.

Vulcan used to hunt in the same mood as if he had returned to Act 1.

The two half bodies in front of him, especially Clutus, were among those who looked down on him.

Of course, he didn't insult himself or be rude like a human-born bully, but he used to speak in secret as if he were looking down at the blanks, boasting of his father's strong power and mythical singing skills.

Of course that attitude did not last long.

This is because the Vulcan, which was more stimulated by it, grew at an alarming rate.

Level up steadily and digest your body perfectly through inner coordination. I'll try many different things to catch the moment of realization that might come.

Watching the Vulcan not waste a minute and a second, many strong people, including Clutus, began to recognize him, and about 50 years later, everyone looked at the Vulcan with astonished eyes.

I had no choice but to.

His amazing pace of growth was unrivaled.

Some 80 years later, no one could dispute that Vulcan was the strongest of the hunting ground, as it had become one of the five in the source of evil.

Finally, it was recognized by the most powerful members of Act 2, namely the half-sin and the Yongin people.

I don't need much help from the Blue Dragon anymore. I think they gave up on me.'

Vulcan left Clutus in front of him and opened his inventory to look inside.

the beads of vitality piled up again

But now there was not much to be helped by this.

The Vulcan became so strong that it was not necessary to borrow the help of Yeo Dong-bin.

beyond description as mere conceit

No matter who attacks him, he can laugh and accept it.

'So now you're well qualified to go to the last gate.'

자신감에 가득 찬 표정의 불칸.

그는 당당한 태도로 클루투스를 쳐다보며 말을 걸었다.

“그래. 지금 당장 출발할 거야?”

“음, 기왕 얘기가 나왔으니 바로 갈까? 나도 이제 여기는 지긋지긋하군. 호리우스에겐 미안하지만, 이젠 나도 여기서 놀 급이 아니라고.”

“뭐야?”

“하하. 농담이야 친구.”

과장되게 씩씩대며 다가간 호리우스가 복부를 때리는 시늉을 하자 클루투스는 허억 소리를 내며 바닥을 뒹굴었다.

Vulcan, who was laughing at the scene, used the energy of his brain to raise Clutus with a psychic magic.

He said so.

"Sure. Goodbye, Horius. Clutus, speaking of which, let's go straight."

"Oh, my. It's hard to find someone who's more quick-tempered. Yeah. Let's go."

said Clutus, who tapped the dirt off his buttocks, looking at Horius.

"I'm going first, brother. When you're a god and come back later, speak with honorifics."

"I don't know about the blanks, but you're still too much.”

"You bastard!"

"Hey, I can't even see the blanks. Just follow me."

"Oh, no. I'm really going! Goodbye!"

Bang!

Clutus flying like a shell leaving a giant crater.

Horius, who was watching the scene with his hands covering his eyes, spoke to himself.

"With those two, it's easy to get through."

*

People usually picked two of the most powerful monsters in Act 2.

A temple of dragons known as the source of evil from which the high devils come, and as a habitat for beings who inherited some of the power of ancient dragons.

There was only one place that had a more terrible difficulty than the two, if extended to dungeons than regular fields.

Although there is a formal name for "Light in the Darkness," it is often called the "last gateway" because it is a must-go place to clear Act2.

It is a terrible place where all the masters of Act 2 want to enter, as there are devices between the hardships to trigger various enlightenment.

But you can't open such a dangerous and important place to anyone.

Therefore, the light in the dark, the so-called final gateway, was only possible by passing a simple test by Honus, the brother of Hokulus, the general manager of Act 2, and even the test was not held every time, so it was conducted once over a 100-year period.

"After about a hundred years, some of the people in the gate quit training. We're going to fill that vacancy."

Clutus picked up information from his father and told Vulcan.

I also heard about the Vulcan through the filler, but I heard it quietly in case something changed in the meantime.

But nothing seemed to have changed much, and Vulcan slipped into his own thoughts by spilling over the story of Clutus.

'······필더는 이곳에서 천오백 년을 버텼다고 했지. Berner came out after 90 years.'

It was a blister full of confidence, but I couldn't help but worry that the twisted old man had been running out of it for a hundred years.

Of course, the reinforced equipment, the race correction, and the breath buff of Cheongnyong combined to make it much stronger than Berner, but it is inevitable that one side of the chest is still unstable.

Vulcan took a deep breath and asked Clutus a question.

"What's the Honus test? I heard there was no test.”

"What is it? About 1,500 years ago? In the old days, it was, but as people who didn't know the subject started making a fuss about it, Hokulus asked Honus to do it.Furthermore, let in only the roughly qualified ones."

"So what's the test?"

"It's more of a feeling than a word."

Clutus who stops talking and stops walking.

He looked at the Vulcan with a serious look on his face.

Vulcan, too, looked hard at Clutus and nodded his head.

"This must be a test."

"Yes. This tremendous pressure,··· 흠 흠 흠. The others must have felt it, too.

Vulcan listened to Clutus and looked around.

Any of numerous tribes that, with their same purpose, had approached the final gateway.

The scene of many people frowning and hesitating to move forward.

Some even showed an ugly appearance of stumbling back and running away without looking back.

"Haha. Look at that. No matter how scared I am, I can't believe I ran away. I think he's a romantic, but he's still not up to par."

Clutus grinned and pointed his finger.

A much softer look and gesture than before, when it was hardened like a plaster statue.

But the Vulcan felt as if it were bluffing, not relaxing.

He, too, had read such a hint of Vulcan, and had a long, vain cough, and looked embarrassed.

"Yes, I'm a little distressed, too."

"I'm sure it's hard to get through this.”

Clutus nodded and agreed to the words of the Vulcan.

Vulcan looked away from him and looked toward the final gate, the point where he felt a terrible life.

The creepy energy of thousands and thousands of blades that are killing their skin.

Only those who can move towards that place will qualify.

'It's very difficult.

Courage to the extent of slowly facing up to the eyeball, or to the point where one has to put one's head in.

And unless you're a well-trained body that's ranked in Act 2, you're going to have to turn back and not be able to narrow this distance of more than a kilometer.

Of course, it wasn't a hard test to break the will of the Vulcan.

He plodded along as if nothing had happened.

Clutus, who had been staring at the figure for a while, shouted loudly.

"Hey! Don't go alone, let's go together!

Clutus, frowning and catching up with the Vulcan with quick steps.

Looking at the two, some around them sighed and turned back, while others clenched their teeth and moved forward step by step.

But he couldn't get ahead of Vulcan and Clutus.