Max Level Newbie

Four years have passed since Vulcan entered Naraka.

During that time, however, Vulcan could not remain attached for a long time to the temple of fire and lightning, his home.

Except for a little less than a year in the beginning, as soon as he was re-jen, he became a poor man who died at the hands of Gao Jinta Jin-ma.

Every time I see Gao Jinta's face, I die like a day.

The stress of the Vulcan was now at its peak.

"Oh, man!"

"Good-bye!"

Quaaaaang!

Once again, he was hit by Gao Jin-ta's patented technology, "Paewanggwon."

Falling through his fist with the wall, he was cut off after spewing blood fountains from his mouth, and after a while he was taken to the room of resurrection, which was all white.

"Arghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Bam bam bam!

The Vulcan, who came to his senses, had a look like a thymus and exploded the mana of his whole body.

Then like a madman, he poured his fists at the surrounding walls.

However, the walls of the room of resurrection silently took the fist of the Vulcan without even touching it, and in the end, the Vulcan, who couldn't even vent his anger, forced to calm down and sank on the floor.

Of course, calming down didn't relieve his anger, so his face was still full of frowns.

'Bitch, how long are we stuck here to stay? It's already been four years. Shit, shit!'

Now dying was no big deal for him.

Of course, of resurrection from the moment during that time coming to my room and as much pain, fear and loneliness are still terrible and I don't want to go through again.I feel, but now enough comes to a bubbling with indignation as body did not come as a shock.

But the despondency of spending as much as four years in vain.

That was what was making the Vulcan so painful.

For him, who had been running and growing up like a runaway train, except for his life on Earth, the long four-year gridlock was a terrible and harsh punishment.

Moreover, for more than a thousand days after facing Gao Chin-ta, Vulcan failed to feed him a single effective hit.

Gao Jinta, who always beat himself up with his previous moves.

Fortunately, he pushed himself to see if he was talented in magic, but that did not comfort him.

Because he had enough ability to overwhelm him with just one body.

He must have had no need to learn other tricks, as he had to use his bare fists to take away not only the ruins but also the sword he had pulled with all his might.

'Whoo. Well, I didn't get anything, but...….’

Gao Jinta, who only killed himself for the first half year without saying anything.

However, he was getting tired of living here, and he used to chat a little bit before the battle.

fragments of information obtained in the process

Through them, Vulcan was able to build some background knowledge about Naraka.

'All monsters, including the Boss Monster, can't talk. It's like a regular monster that's massively copied and resented in Asgard......a guy like me has neither heard nor seen. So the gods here are copies of the gods that were captured in the past?….’

According to Horculus or Honus, there were some gods who had been taken away long before Vulcan became a god.... it was highly likely that the monsters you see in Naraka were built on them.

Other than that, there was more information that the Vulcan obtained.

There are quite a few boss monsters that are stronger than themselves, and they're not a good place to train because they're hunting like a lot of powerful real horses, and they're really updated in Naraka after a long time.….

"And if you catch a monster like me and touch the statue of the devil, you can get a stronger horse depending on the value of your work."….’

In fact, Gao Jinta, who says this, has accumulated a fairly salty public value by repeatedly catching himself, and his level has increased by one level.

The life of Naraka, which works in a way similar to a player.

Vulcan had a strong interest in it, and was engulfed in a strong desire to quit this stuffy new mode right now and reenter Naraka in the devil mode and hunt.

I'm curious about the life of the real horses, which look like players, but are a little different.I wonder how I can build up my experience when I enter Naraka disguised as a demon.... Whoo. Come to think of it, the high-level hunting ground isn't as bad as I thought it would be, is it?’

The Vulcan, which was agonizing over the efficiency of the devil mode.

Then he suddenly wrapped his hands around his head and began rolling around the pure white floor in the room of resurrection.

"Bitch! Whatever it is, I'd like you to go out first! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

The screeching blanks filled with pain in an empty space without a listener.

After such a long frenzy, the Vulcan lay on the floor with a gloomy look on his face, and soon went into cardio training with his legs crossed.

It was unknown when he would lose interest here and go outside, Gao Jinta Jin-ma, who set himself up in the temple of fire and lightning.

If, indeed, he was a training maniac like himself, he might spend more than a hundred years being killed once a week by him.

'That's... ..never! It can never happen!’

The Vulcan knew.

He said, "Please go." That Gao Chin-ta is definitely not the type to go.

Even though he begged and begged, he continued to hunt and harass him.

In the end, to get out of this misery, either passively wait here until Gao Chin-ta is exhausted, or...….

Growth unrelated to level......you'll have to realize...…!’

Of course, enlightenment didn't come so easily.

Furthermore, the position of the Vulcan has been raised to the highest level among the gods when the level of divinity is excluded.

The possibility of moving on to the next stage in search of a narrow door to enlightenment was extremely slim.

But I still had to.

It was better than sitting still and sucking my fingers.

In addition, it is only once a week, but it is also a situation where you can constantly fight for your life with a superior opponent.

In a way, it was also possible to say that the best conditions were in place for training, except that they could not get experience and level up.

The Vulcan clenched its teeth.

He is the one who puts himself in this kind of secret hell, who burns hatred towards Gao Jinta.

'No matter what happens to me......I'll kill you for sure!'

Vulcan frowned and fell into his own world as if he had something hot inside, like the flame of hell.

That's how many years have passed.

*

[Jinma Gaojinta]

[1430Lv]

'You've gone up again.’

"Haha! Nice to meet you! It's nice to be able to soothe the boredom of Bosmon. I hope you'll never be exposed to the others!"

"It's been nine years since you and I met face to face, and now isn't it time to give way to the other real horses?”

"Is it because it's God? I can't believe you said such good things as concessions. They wouldn't do that, would they? They kill directly, but they can't, they drag them to Monster's Egg and they even drive them to the slaughterhouse. Well, I'm so relaxed to be trained here after being among those bastards. Monster levels are a little low, but......hahaha!"

"So if the level is low, go somewhere else."

"I told you, sometimes sheep are better than vagina. Haha."

a cheerful fellow as usual

But behind that crumpled figure there was a clear wickedness, the Vulcan was keenly aware.

About two years ago, Gao Jinta faced himself with a very angry look on his face to see if something was not going well during the training.

At that time, he relieved his stress by torturing himself with all his powerless limbs cut off.

Réd éyes gaojinta in the realm of Vulcan slowly, very slowly, eyes glaring at the core and innocent smile, his realm is a great sense of humiliation and Vulcan in.Sense of defeat and anger, swallowed, and only move into the room, ever since that of the resurrection gaojinta for revenge has deepened.

Since then, however, such feelings have not been revealed.

Seeing Gao Chin-ta, who looked more energetic as he disintegrated and suffered more, the thought that he should not express any emotion filled his head.

The Vulcan still looks at Gao Jinta with a grave look on his face, as before.

As if he had nothing more to say, he managed the energy of the brain with his sword at his fingertips and created numerous flame spells in the air.

Pahyun Patsch츳n.

Aaaaaaaak.

Then, ignoring Gao Chin-ta, who was about to add something to his words, rushed at him at a rapid pace.

tsut.

Vulcan that disappeared, leaving a little soot, as if lightning had brushed past.

But Gao Chin-ta had grasped his movements with excellent fuselage vision.

His quick reversal of the figure caught sight of the Vulcan stepping on the wall of the temple.

Gao Chin-ta quickly lifted the horse after wiping out his previous playful expression.

Transformed as if in a black full-body armor, he popped out in a straight line, facing the face of the Vulcan.

Bullfighting!

Gaosinta, as heavy and fast as a bullet fired from Fosin, bumping into the bullcans.

Neither Vulcan nor Gao Chin-ta slowed each other's pace, so the clash between the two seemed to happen in the blink of an eye.

But when the distance narrows until they are close enough to observe each other's facial pores.

Patschum.

A blister that disappears without a trace, leaving only a slight spark.

Gao Chin-ta flew straight ahead without beating inertia, and only after hitting the wall could he stop the new type.

Quaaaaaaang!

And at that moment, with countless flame spells, the blanks that fall out of the air.

The sword of the Vulcan, which was struck at Gao Chin-ta like a lightning bolt, gave off a deadly energy.

But is it because we focused too much on speed?

Before the energy of the stingray gathered perfectly, the sword, which was lowered on Gao Jinta's forearm, bounced off without causing much useful damage.

Quaaaaang!

Bulkan's right arm raised high in the sky by strong repulsion.

After confirming it, Gao Chin-ta quickly reached out and tried to grab the Bulkan's left foot.

But like trying to prove that lightning can't be held by hand, it quickly disappears with only a few sparks left.

Gao Chin-ta gave a grunt and covered himself with a darker horse.

Things have changed a little since then.

The Vulcan is moving so fast that even the eyes of the king of the devil, who has reached the level of 1,000 to 1100.

But Gao Chin-ta, who showed much faster physical play than that, gradually drove the Vulcan into the mire of defeat, and so 20 minutes passed.

After a tense moment, when you can't wipe the sweat off your forehead, or close your eyes for a very short time.

"Crrrr..."

"Hoo-hoo, goodbye!"

Quaaaaang!

The body of the Vulcan exploded again under Gao Chin-ta's single authority.

Gao Chin-ta, who produced a grotesque scene of bones, organs and blood pouring down like a fountain, stood nailed for a moment with his expression hardened.

Gao Chin-ta was lost in deep thought, unable to collect the thick black malt that twirled his body.

Soon a voice came out of his mouth.

"Why... ...it's getting longer and longer to process?"