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But Vulcan's gaze was not directed at him.

The one who is looking at the face of Hokulus.

Then Hokulus nodded to him.

"Yes. That's him. It's stronger than you think, so be careful."

He told me to be careful, but there was no sign of concern about the blanks.

It was obvious.

Because now there was no such thing as a threat to the Vulcan in Act 2.

If there is, the gods who manage Act 2.

But there was no reason for them to antagonize themselves.

Vulcan also knew about it, so he didn't react much.

He stared at the man in the brown robe in front of his eyes with a wry look on his face.

Moderate height, moderate physique.

An ordinary face, neither handsome nor ugly.

The commonly seen man's face was filled with anxiety.

'It's very uncomfortable.’

A person you don't even know.

Unless Vulcan was not a psychopath, he would not have liked to beat a man without a grudge.

So when I first heard what Hokulus said, I suggested that Vulcan should be replaced by another test.

If you really don't like him, don't you just scold him yourself?

Hokulus replied to the remark:

'If that happens, I don't do this. I and other managers can't get too involved in the affairs of Act 2 residents. Of course, if the nature of the crime is serious, you can step forward, but the case of the one you're going to see is a bit subtle to say that he's guilty."

It made me feel even more uncomfortable to hear that, but Hokulus had no right to change the content of the test, and when he nailed that he had no intention of changing it, he had no right to do so.

Vulcan sighed and spoke to himself.

"I don't even have a job as a contractor, ."."····.".""

a loud voice for talking to oneself

It was as if a theatrical actor was farting, but Hoculus didn't care.

Just stare at the brown-rove man with a cool eye.

'You must have looked really ugly. That man.'

I can't stand not to do it when it comes out like that.

Vulcan organized his thoughts and lifted the energy of his brain.

The sword was put back in.

Come to think of it, it seems that if you attack with a sword, it will not end up as a defeat.

He scanned his opponent after gathering sparks, lightning and counter-body forces in both hands.

I was going to adjust my strength according to the level, but surprise passed over the face of Vulcan, who checked the level in the company.

[Human Wizard Madorgy]

[982Lv]

'Level 982? Besides, humans?'

an immensely high figure

It was the highest level except for the Blue Dragon among the gods I've met so far.

The Vulcan looked at him through.

If you're simply a high-level person, you might say yes, but even the other person's race is human.

It was an interesting situation for him, who has been said by many people that "lex rubro is the best human being."

It's not even comparable to Lex Lubro. How could such a person have never been heard of?’

He continued to look at the man in front of him as he was in combat, and Madorgi, who received his gaze, also drew mana to the maximum extent, sweating profusely.

I knew I was no match for him.

Although he looked calm and calm, he felt a tremendous amount of power in his hands.

However, he cannot stand like a scarecrow without any resistance.

He was also powerful enough to fit within five fingers of Act 2, although he was not enough for the divine Vulcan.

'I can't let you down.’

Sweeping his tongue through his mouth, which had dried up due to tension, Madorgi summoned a 1-meter diameter sphere from his right hand.

A mysterious sphere that glows red, blue, and sometimes purple.

It was his own patent, "Oculus," that launched a mental attack on nearby enemies.

The top-level psychotropic technique that makes those with low levels collapse their minds just by approaching them, and even those with strong egos such as new, half-body, and Yongin cannot concentrate properly on fighting.

Before he knew it, he rose high into the sky and glanced down at Oculus looking down at the earth, and Madorgi prepared another magic.

'이걸로는 부족해······ 저 녀석이 여유를 부리고 있을 때, 다른 마법들도 부지런히······.'

But that's all Madorgi thought.

It was because, in a flash, the bulkan, which gave off a fierce spirit like a scoundrel, came up to his eyes and grabbed him by the collar at once.

Vulcan, who showed quick movements as if nothing had been affected by Oculus, picked up the mador and filled the floor.

Quaaaaang!

"Wow! Hahahaha!"

Madorgi, whose concentration was broken in an instant, failed to test the next magic, and looked darkly at the Vulcan.

The Vulcan looking down at himself with a look of the devil of hell.

From his mouth came words that further dimmed Madorgi's expression.

"A feeling similar to the magic that was hanging on me, ······"

“······!”

In an instant, the old-looking mador opened his mouth as if he were about to say something.

But it was faster for the bull's fist to fall down than for him to speak.

Quang!

Teeth that fly like popcorn to the fist he wields.

It was a cruel sight that was hard to see with open eyes, but the Vulcan did not care.

He said again.

"You're a bastard, ··· 오라클 오라클 오라클, Oracle?"

Hokulus, who was still watching the scene, said lowly.

"Don't kill."

Madorgi's expression was like a domestic animal being taken to a slaughterhouse.

*

The Vulcan beat the Madorgi without a break.

Beat, beat, beat, beat him, I beat him.

I didn't worry about dying.

Vulcan showed elaborate control, crushed the Madorgi to the brink of death, and looked at Hoculus.

Hokulus then used his physical strength and potion to clean up the mador.

And the start of beating again.

The level of the Madorgi was too low to stop the blistering of the Vulcan with rage.

From Madorgi's point of view, it was unfair.

He is also a scary strongman who can hardly be seen by ordinary Act 2 people.

It was never the ability to be dragged into such a quiet forest and beaten like a dog.

But it was his misfortune that the Vulcan, who already had equal power with God, was his opponent.

He thought in an endless feast of pain.

'Shi, ····, 새끼 팔 팔 팔 새끼'

Other than that, there was no word that came to mind.

I just hope this hellish hour ends quickly.

Two days, 48 hours later, the Vulcan's hands, somewhat relaxed, slowed down a little by little.

Hokulus, who had been standing silent like NPC at the treatment center, raised his hand to stop the blanks.

Vulcan, who had his own revenge, stepped back with a refreshed look, and Hokulus, with a solemn look on his back, approached Madorgi.

Madorgi asked him, looking at him who treated him with great care as he had done so far.

"What the hell, what the hell, what the hell, what the hell, what the hell?"

"Don't you know and ask?"

“······.”

Hokulus asked back, but Madorgi didn't answer.

No, I couldn't.

The physical injury was well treated, but the mental damage remained.

He was not in a state to actively think and come up with an answer.

Hokulus kicked his tongue and said to the Madorgi.

"Don't mess with people, don't play with them."

"···그 그건 그건 그건 그건, that's!"

The reaction of a person with something stabbing.

Hokulus, who saw it, said one after another.

"Do you know how confused Asgard has been since you've been so sick with Oracle? How many people have been killed in your pranks? Why don't you go outside and fight? Why aren't you stuck in the city and trying to be strong and mess with hard people?"

"······잘한 일은 아니지만, 딱히 관리자 분께 처벌을 받을 만한 일을 했다고는 생······."

"Yes. It's not a crime. It is true that the gods cannot intervene in most things. But I can't wait and see the significance of Asgard's existence crumble because of you."

Hoculus cut off from the horse of the Madorgi.

He forced the sitting Madori to pull up, and spoke with his face close to him.

"There is no direct punishment. It's just, it's not a job to fix one of you. This is just a warning. Did you know that Cheongnyong Cheongpung is coming to take the test soon?"

Hokulus's eyes shining like the tip of a sharp sword.

Madorgi couldn't say anything, and Hokulus continued to speak.

"It's been in a row since then. Pharos, Phahalum,···,까지,까지,까지 those you don't know your name. Maybe it's because it's been a drought for a while, but now the gods are about to pour out again. And I'll torture you every time I take a test. Of course the intensity will get worse. Hard enough for God to hold out."

“······!”

"Of course everything I said is in case of a mishap. If you follow my suggestion gently, I'll make sure everything I said didn't happen. What do you say, are you ready to listen now?"

There was no more power to resist Madorgi, whose body and mind were already in tatters.

He asked Hokulus in a quivering voice.

"What is it?”

"Not a big deal."

said Hokulus, who was holding the Madorgi, shaking his hand.

"There's a guy named Fielder in Act 1's Belong City. Play the caretaker role under him. If you play a role there for 10,000 years, you'll be given a clue to ascension to the throne."

an irresistible offer

Madorgi had no choice but to nod his head.

Hoculus tapped Madorgi's shoulder and turned back and looked at the Vulcan.

He said with a slight smile.

"Bulcan, pass."

*

At last the appointed day dawned.

Originally, it was a crowded city, but today many people visited and filled the city without a break.

It was because while Hokulus and Vulcan were stranded on the test, the managers of the remaining Act2 promoted the appointment ceremony.

At the news of the new existence that has been born in such a long time, countless people who have been working all night to break the wall have stopped training and chosen to return home.

A person who, until a few days ago, ran toward the goal from an equal position with himself.

Few wanted to miss the moment when he became a different, higher-level being.

The expression "crowded like a cloud" is not lacking.

In the crowded crowd, the nangs Kiva opened her mouth.

"Huh. You really don't believe me? I'm sure 250 years ago he was weaker than I was.”

"You're not a nerd, are you a tow? You've been talking nonsense for a while."

"Kke, throw a ball just in case. I might go crazy and run.”

Kiva pulled out her fingernails at her giggling friends.

They, who were below the level of Kiva, stopped teasing, but did not shut up completely.

One of them, a woman of the Myoin tribe, said.

"No, common sense doesn't make sense. How can you be a beginner to a god in 250 years? And if it had grown so steep, there would have been a lot of rumors, but isn't it strange that I don't know?”

"Because you're deaf, you're already famous! He's the one who destroyed Bae Soo-jin, what was it, a hundred years ago? He's the one who just brought a lot of items to the auction house. Didn't you have it at the auction?”

"Oh, really? I was only interested in the stuff, not the seller. And I'm not sure about the drain."

a tomboy woman with a bland smile

Kiva sighed and turned her head.

No matter how much I explain it now, it only makes me look weird.

He thumped his chest as if he were feeling stuffy.

"It's normal to be rumored that there's a mountain of work done by the time you're a god, but that guy, ···· 아니·, there's nothing to talk about. Where have you been for the rest of the time?’

Kiva sighs with a thought close to the truth.

He gazed at his unfaithful friends and gulped down the beer.

There was a man who looked at him from a little distance.

ancient dark elf elkenny.

Listening to what Kiva was saying with his bright ears, he nodded as if he agreed.

'If you don't know him, it's not easy to believe.

He approached Kiva, suppressed his desire to comfort her, and turned his head away.

Since 250 years ago, his teacher, half-body Tulkas, has been seen.

He woke Tulkas, who was dozing off standing up, and said,

"It's about to start."

"Oh, really?"

Wiping the drool, he stretched out loudly and looked up at the sky.

Hoculus and Honus surrounded by sacred white.

And today's main character, the Vulcan.

They were flying slowly.

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