Max Level Newbie

"......Powell?"

Vulcan closed his eyes as hard as he could and looked up again toward the sky.

This is because a man who thought he would never see here, in the world of horseback, came into his sight.

Despite his efforts, however, the situation has not changed.

Powell, who is still flying fast toward himself, spreading his huge wings.

His appearance as a real Dragon, not just a dragon's blood successor, was more than a party of hypocrisy and looked fierce.

When I faced him in Asgard, I always saw him solemnly without a face, but when he distorted his face like me, he was so powerful that most kings could not even touch him.

So Vulcan stared blankly at Powell for a moment.

But it was also a short time to be so relaxed.

Knowing that Powell's open mouth felt an unparalleled force, not a mana or a divine force, he called Powell's name in dismay.

"Mr. Powell! Hold on, this is the Vulcan!"

Powell with a slight change in his expression as if he had heard him.

But regardless of what he said, he threw up the force he had put in his mouth.

콰aaaaaaaaaaaaaa

The dragon's brain, hotter than the heat of hell, poured down toward the Vulcan at a terrifying speed.

The Vulcan crumpled his face.

Even though he said he was one of the gods, the Vulcan, he could not understand Powell's intention to attack.

But the trouble was soon settled.

He realized that his hand, which he could see when he raised the sword to stop Bres, looked exactly like Balok.

"Oh, my... ...foolish ass...….’

The thought of having to untie the camouflage first brushed past Vulcan's head, but it was already late.

To stop Powell's Bres, which was just around the corner, Vulcan thrust his sword with all his might.

Quaaaa.

Bres's power was quite great.

If he was a king below grade D, he would have suffered a huge blow.

Fortunately, however, the level of the Vulcan was higher than that, and Powell did not fire Bres with all his might.

I was thinking that it would be too much to use this technique to a Balrok-like devil.

But when I saw a strange Balok, who was shouting the name of the "Bulcan," pulling out a sword, not a whip, and using that sword, I saw that he had two pieces of his own brain, that thought disappeared.

Indeed, the powerful demon we have faced in a long time!

There was a smile in his big mouth.

In fact, Powell was furious when he found out that Balok was the one who smashed his research materials.

He's a high-ranking devil, but he's already lost interest in the study.

Because it was reprehensible that such a useless man dared to destroy and destroy his own.

So I tried to burn it without a trace, using more powerful techniques than I needed.….

Seeing how easily it was stopped, it was Powell who became more excited than interested.

Besides, he's a rare species that uses a sword, not a whip!

Never heard of Balrok's use of a sword, he could not stop laughing at the thought of studying that precious sample.

"Kahahahahaha!"

In response to the tremendous energy rising from his body, the surrounding land trembled.

a scene as if a small earthquake had occurred

It was to prove how great Powell's power was, and how excited he was now.

Blue mana particles gathered in his hands, and gradually stretched the length.

A total of eight giant mana blades that grew as big as a witch's fingernail.

While watching Powell's method, which seemed much harder than the compressive strength of the fighters with desperate military exploits, Balok hurriedly spoke to him.

"Wait! Wait!"

But Powell, who had already fallen into his own world, could not hear the words of the Vulcan, and he tried to wield his right hand, rushing roughly toward the Vulcan.

However, I was embarrassed when I suddenly saw from the appearance of the devil that human beings, to be exact, were transformed into one of the gods he knew.

Kagagagang!

The blanks that easily blocked Powell's attack, which lacked the strength of the placenta.

He greeted Powell with a subtle look, a mixture of welcome and curious feelings.

"Nice to meet you, Mr. Powell."

"...uh, yeah. Nice to meet you."

"But how did you get here?”

“…….”

Pawell, in need of words.

Of course, he was quite a powerful man among the gods, but even so, he was not allowed to enter and leave the world at his disposal.

But it's the same with the Vulcan.

Powell also asked the same question to Vulcan.

"Then how are you here?"

“…….”

Vulcan also remained silent at Powell's words, so the two just stood staring at each other for a while.

*

"Huh... ...I never thought there was another asshole like me...….”

What do you mean, "Dorky?".”

"So it's normal to crawl into a place where old people say it's so dangerous, that you shouldn't go?”

"And you too...... Oh, you called yourself a nut, too.’

Vulcan was about to talk back, but then he laughed.

Then he looked at the dragon in front of his eyes, the god of war, Powell.

Flaming red hair and red eyes.

A bulky physique, but a voluminous breast with a line.

If it weren't for white skin that seemed like powder on her hands, she would have been called a female warrior.

However, the Bulkan, who knew that he was a giant dragon with a body length of over 30 meters, did not feel like a woman.

"Actually, the dragon was silent......that he had made an Act2 wish and evolved from Yongin to Dragon.’

Most of the Yongin people who cleared Act 2 want to be full dragons, so that's probably right.

It didn't matter how it looked.

The dragons, especially Powell, were eccentric beings who talked, looked, and changed their lives according to their moods.

What really matters is his ability.

[War God Powell]

[1525Lv]

[Physical Level: 1405Lv]

[Relastic Level : 120Lv]

[Psychology: Neutral, arrogant, violent]

[potential: best]

* Gods at the Agameth level. They boast the highest level of body among the gods. profound knowledge of fire I like fighting and surprisingly like research activities.

'It's an incredibly high level of body.’

an admirable level

It was a tremendous ability to deal with the A-class demon even in a world of limited physical strength.

Considering that most gods have physical levels of 1,000 to 1,200, it was no exaggeration to say that Powell's level is different from theirs.

'Even though his level of physical strength is devastatingly low.’

I've always wondered why God, who has a lot more experience than himself, is so feeble, but it seems to be for a reason similar to himself.

He said as he looked at Powell sitting on the right rock with his legs wide open like a man.

"How long has the Witch been here?"

"It's about 500 years old. And you?"

"......I've been around for a hundred years?"

"Huh, yeah? That's when Himuro invaded your dimension. So that's when you started gaining confidence and crossing the horse market?"

"Well... ..that's what it is."

Although it started before that, Vulcan didn't necessarily say that.

Powell nodded when he heard him.

It was because I understood what the Vulcan might have been thinking.

In any case, there will be no king in the world of his own level, and he will also have a sophisticated ability to transform himself into a fool.

He was able to go back and forth so confidently because all the harm he could have done to him was solved.

"I just walked over without it, but...….’

He recalled 500 years ago, when he first went over to the horse-riding world at his own level.

He was very excited when he lost interest in everything in Inherit and entered the world of witchcraft, avoiding the eyes of the elderly gods.

The real demons, not the artificially created ones you see in Act 2.

The thrill of those far more powerful, ferocious creatures, when dozens or millions of them run to kill themselves!

On top of that, when I faced the devil, which is the pinnacle of them, I felt a real blood-boiling excitement.

But that's also for a while.

After knocking all those guys down, the boring routine just repeated again.

Of course, it wasn't immediately less interesting.

He was born to be a master of magic.

In addition, he was reborn as a dragon, a more powerful being through his wishes.

However, he was well-versed in magic, so he was able to have fun for a certain period of time through various experiments and research on the new high-ranking demons.

"But that was only for a short time...….’

A hundred years later, two hundred years later.

So from the time it was hard to find any more distance to study, no more demons to fight, Powell gradually lost interest in the world of witchcraft.

Like the summer, Asgard, which he played tirelessly with, Maggie also became one of the familiar and boring places.

Since then, Powell has devoted himself to inventing new magic.

He tried to find another dimension that was not connected to him, a way to the other horse world.

At that time, the joy of dealing with a world full of enemies and no allies!

And the pleasure of standing tall on the horseback, tearing them all apart!

A sense of freedom from all the duties and responsibilities of God!

If I could feel it again, I felt that I would not need eternal life as a god.

However, it was not easy to study how to get to a different level of horseback riding.

In the first place, he was able to come to the present world of Wagye only by forcibly expanding the very small gap in his hand-in-law and the gap connected to the Wagye.

Of course, Powell had magical qualities that were far superior to other gods, but it was hard to find a way to the other level of horsemanship.

But, uh...

'The Vulcan did it.’

After crossing over to Inha, who is the ruler of the country, I wondered if he came in looking for the hidden Wagye Portal.

But rather, it occurred to me that the side would be even less realistic, and Powell began to press the Vulcan and question him.

Powell asks how on earth did you get to this far-flung, far-flung cage, not your own level?

The Vulcan was at a loss for words.

In fact, he was still a little stunned.

Who could have imagined that he would meet God, not the devil, and Powell, there when he entered the random horse market?

Thus the Vulcan failed to pass Powell's questioning in a smooth manner, making room for him to continue digging.

Farwell is pressing God to tell us that he has traveled between the horse and the horse if he doesn't speak.

He looked at him and said the blanks as if they were ridiculous.

"No, am I alone here now? You and I are accomplices. No, you came earlier than I did.”

"I don't care. It's been a long time since I was branded a loser. It's been a long time since the other gods gave up on me, but you're in a different situation than I am.”

"However...….”

"And the fact that you broke my experimental materials on your own, I remember?"

"Ah...... Whoo. Yeah, it's not going to wear down."

Powell referring to breaking the prison thinking it was the work of a new king.

It was a blanks that I didn't want to bet it on, but now that the story has been told, there's not much to do.

With an uncomfortable look on his face, he took out his No. 1 treasure, the "Entrance to the Unstable Wagon," and showed Powell.

Powell, who saw it, ran to the front of the Vulcan with a very surprised look on his face.

Powell carefully moved the harness like a glass workpiece that would break with a little force.

He groaned and looked at Madogu for a while, then jerked his head away.

With a look like a venomous Amkoyang, he looked at the Vulcan and said,

"Is this what you got from the supreme god?"