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Yamakan City, the home of countless real horses, was perfectly equipped with all kinds of amenities for visitors to Naraka.

Other than Naraka, rare and outstanding supplies unimaginable were being sold infinitely in buildings such as inorganic and miscellaneous stores, and the Qin horses did not hesitate to throw their own money on them to gain more powerful power.

Of course, all the amenities in Yamakan City are always crowded with horses.

But among all the amenities, there was a separate one that was the busiest.

a statue of a demon

A facility like the significance of Naraka's existence, which converts the meritorious value accumulated by the Qin horses into magic and helps them be reborn as more powerful demons.

Therefore, the surrounding area of the statue was always flooded with genuine horses trying to convert their meritorious values into magic, and the tumult continued due to the harsh language that urged the preceding people.

However, when one of them put his palm on the statue of the devil, the horses gathered around the statue had no choice but to look surprised.

Whoo-woo-woong.

A red glow that pours toward the pendulum that touches the palm with a slight tremor.

The energy of the light stream was so intense and strong that it was almost as if a blood flash was coming out.

It is clearly different from the many rare horses that have passed through the stone statues.

Others who confirmed it looked at him with eyes full of jealousy and hatred.

The fact that such a strong energy came from the statue of the devil meant that the value of his achievements he had been collecting was beyond imagination, and it ended up...….

'It means he knows a better hunting ground than any other real horse. And it also means he's strong enough to take the lead in the competition there.'

In fact, I could hear him whispering about his name here and there, perhaps because he was quite well-known in Naraka.

East Sea is the realm of the Vulcan curiosity in more detail the ability of look at him.

[True Horse Fahl]

[1436Lv]

[Psymbol: Evil, showy, arrogant]

[potential: best]

* King and queen of the Purlu level.

* Enjoying the eyes of the surrounding Jin-ma.

'He was a pervert. But that's definitely strong enough.’

Since the new hunting ground has not been renewed since 30,000 years ago, even the best hunting ground in Naraka has not exceeded 1350.

Nevertheless, if the population is close to the mid-1400s, it must have been quite a hit here.

Of course, it wasn't very important for Vulcan.

It was even more important to convert one's official value to experience value and then stop by a bookstore with the money he received.

Therefore, the Vulcan quickly moved to the front after pushing away the surrounding Jinma, regardless of the atmosphere that was quieted by the Jinma Fahall.

After seeing that, the real horses in front of them looked fierce and said harsh words to the bullcans, but they were worried about being insulted anyway.

Vulcan put his palms on the statue with a calm look, and the real horses' attention was once again focused.

But their gaze was completely different from before.

If there was an indescribable envy and desire in the eyes that I had just sent to Pahol, now the attention that was pouring toward the Vulcan was full of ridicule and malice.

But I had no choice but to.

It was right after he used the statue of the devil, a rare and powerful horse, except for some of the rarer horses that were strong enough to be counted in one hand.

But the next one who stood tall was an unknown man who did not know where he had fallen, so it was worth noting.

In addition, the Vulcan's skeleton is very dirty and unappealing.

Although he was said to have turned into a devil of the devil using the "covering" skill, the real horses around him openly began to mock the blanks because they did not seem to have proper equipment in others' eyes.

"Killing, not knowing the subject and bringing your hand to the statue right after Farhall. How disgraceful."

"A weak man would sneak off when he's not seen, and at best he'll only get a rat's tail, heck."

Demons who enjoy looking down on others in the first place, crowds who are very excited about nothing.

And so was Farhol, who had just been given a spell from a stone statue.

Where's this little rascal coming from?….’

Fahl, who was born with a strong desire to show off.

Then his favorite hobby was to enjoy the eyes full of jealousy and hatred of the lesser things than himself.

The thrill of looking down from the top at the other Qin horses clung together with conceit, and gently trampling their pride with a relaxed expression.

To feel the ecstasy, Farhol had been collecting public value for more than 30 years, competing for hunting with other real horses.

But a strange guy who might have popped out of nowhere broke that moment.

He gnawed his teeth at him and looked at him with burning eyes.

Narraka is angry enough to have been beaten to death by a single blow, but there is no fighting between the real horses.

After all, all he can do is laugh at the guy who's going to get a shabby spell.

'No, no. Even after that... I'm going to chase him around the hunting grounds and disrupt his hunting. To the point where he can't catch a single monster.’

The Jinma Fahl, who vows to avenge in his heart.

And a lot of gin horses staring at the Vulcan with a malicious gaze that is no different from him.

But Vulcan, completely oblivious to all his eyes, waited calmly for the value of merit to be converted to empirical value.

And after a while.

All the horses in the hall were shocked at the rays of light that were so strong that they could not be compared to ever before.

Besides, the color was not ordinary either.

A black ray of light, such as the magi itself, not the red light seen when ordinary true horses exchange their official values for magic, nor the blood light seen when they build up a much larger amount of official value.

Those who saw it muttered to themselves one by one.

"You crazy!"

"It's not blood, it's...... Black light!"

"Even the strongest need to gather for over a hundred years...…!”

"What the hell is that? I've never heard of a guy like that!"

I was so surprised that I couldn't even feel the emotion of jealousy.

They couldn't shut their mouth when they saw the black rays pouring out for so long.

The amazing thing wasn't the end.

The two horns that stood out on the head of the bulkan were growing so large that it could be clearly seen.

In a mysterious phenomenon, as if to condense the growth process that had to take place over a hundred years, the real horses were speechless and just stared blankly at him.

It was no different from Farhol.

Fahl, with his mouth wide open so that it can no longer be opened, is watching the blanks become stronger.

He gave a look of incomprehension and rolled his head.

But no matter how much I recall, there was no one who looked like that among the powerful horses I knew.

'But how can I......you'd have to be strong enough to collect that level of merit, but you'd have to spend more than 150 years in an A-class hunting ground where ordinary real horses don't know......but I've never heard of him anywhere I know. Well, then, do you......a new dungeon?

Fahl, who shuts his mouth and watches the blanks with a sharp look.

After almost certain of his conjecture, he decided to keep a close eye on the comet-like New Face for a while.

Of course, it wasn't just Phahol who had the same idea.

All the horses here are hungry for a new hunting ground.

All of them, with greedy eyes, stared at the Vulcan standing in front of the statue of the devil, and thought they should watch every move of him.

However, Vulcan had not been aware of all the fuss at all.

Unlike until now, when he slowly raised his specifications by level 1, level 1, level Vulcan is rapidly being injected with a tremendous amount of experience.

There was a continuous sound of level-up in his head.

[Contacted with the statue of a demon.]

[All the public values collected so far will be converted to empirical values.]

[Level up!]

[The currency of Naraka is paid by the quest.]

[Level up!]

[The currency of Naraka is paid by the quest.]

[Level up!]

[The currency of Naraka is paid by the quest.]

……

[Level up!]

[The currency of Naraka is paid by the quest.]

The sound of an incessant system alarm.

But Vulcan was extremely focused on the changes that took place in his body, not even realizing it properly.

Although the mastery's proficiency has increased dramatically through enlightenment, it was the first time that such physical growth has been achieved at once.

The body used to show only slight growth when one had to exercise inner coordination.

The process of getting wider and firmer in less than a minute was giving Vulcan a tremendous pleasure that could not be experienced anywhere else.

"Hahahahaha!"

The bulkan, which was so much fun that he unwittingly burst into laughter.

Stimulated by his wild, mobbed, confident laughter, the real horses shrank little by little, and as soon as they realized it, they distorted their facial expressions.

Just seeing the huge growth in front of my eyes is making me sick, because I felt more and more concerned about the shape of the blanks provoking them as if they were listening to it.

Of course, the Vulcan was in a situation where they didn't care about their reaction at all.

No, it's more accurate to say that you can't afford to share your mind with things like that.

Turning all official values into experience values by the statue of Ma Xin, he breathed heavily and confirmed his condition window.

[Shin Vulcan ( camouflaged as king)]

[1527Lv]

[Physical Level: 1384Lv]

[Relasticity Level: 143Lv (Current Capabilities Limited)]

Bulkan, who checked his physical level, increased by 47 levels and smiled a lot.

He raised his right hand and clenched his fist.

I could feel the strength and surging mana that has become stronger than before.

Until now, he had not been able to perform perfect movements by his enlightenment because of his lack of stats.

But now, I'm going to level up to almost 1400, 1384.

I didn't think I needed to worry like that anymore.

'Oh, I'm gonna check how much money I got.’

Vulcan, who had briefly forgotten about the quest due to a huge storm of experience, opened an inventory window and looked at the currency of Naraka, which had fallen into his hands.

an amount slightly above one's expectations

Feeling more satisfied with this, Vulcan was smiling like a fool, and soon felt the eyes of the real horses pouring toward him and hardened his expression slightly.

I don't know exactly, but dangerous expressions that clearly have bad feelings for themselves.

Vulcan quickly scanned some of the real horses to grasp their emotional state, and to see why they had a bad feeling about themselves.

"You're like a little bit of a......what's the problem with my hard-earned exploits?’

Of course, I can't deny that there was a great help from the system, but even so, I thought it was unfair to be treated as long as I didn't owe them.

'Whoa. I'm glad the real horses are banned from fighting in Naraka. You're going to rip people off with your eyes.’

Their terrible hostility and malice, the bulky face that does not change even a single face in spite of their lives, and calmly makes eye contact with them.

Looking around such an uncomfortable silence for about a minute, he moved slowly, and many of the real horses he thought were heading for the hidden dungeon followed him.

Vulcan, who had grasped the fact through his scanning ability, moved at a more relaxed pace with a giggle of laughter, and the Qin horses also followed his movements openly at his own pace.

Soon the Vulcan's steps stopped in front of a building.

But it's a completely different place than the real horses thought.

One of them saw the sign of the building with an expression of implausibility and murmured small.

"Bookstore? No...….”