Max Level Newbie

'If I had focused a little more, I could have pulled out the power of the right lightning rod...….’

A situation in which the whole body shrieks with pain.

However, Vulcan did not give much attention to that side.

It was because his head was already filled with remorse for the incomplete lightning sword he had used earlier.

If he had been able to use the volcanic eruption at sharper times through more complete concentration, he would not have had such a crisis.

Probably blew up Gao Chin-ta from the start with a tremendous explosion.

However, in an unstable and dangerous situation, the Vulcan failed to pull out the same perfect explosive sword as before, which almost put him in a situation where he had a lower level of Gao Chin-ta and Yang Pae-sang.

'Whoa. It's a relief that an incompletely ejected lightning rod offset most of his skills, if it didn't......may be dead.’

Of course, it didn't mean much even if it died.

He is playing the role of a monster in Naraka anyway.

After just waiting in the room of resurrection for a week, he could visit Gao Jinta again and avenge him.

But at the moment of the battle just now, it was a blister that I had never thought of.

It's not like Naraka, but it's like you're risking your "real life" on one side of the horse world.

That is why the current Vulcan could stand here with much more overwhelming emotions than many previous battles.

Unfortunately, there was no definite development or anything.

But it didn't matter.

A wall, or shackles, that he thought was missing but still remained in his way.

Now that he has succeeded in breaking it, his mood has been so good that he can only cover up his disappointment.

"Hoo, hoo, hoo."

Vulcan, which calmed the breathing by exhaling a few more rough breaths.

He looked at Gao Chin-ta, who was lying at his feet with complex eyes.

The situation in which he, too, has come to his senses and is looking directly at himself.

However, unlike the Bulkan, he seemed to have given up as if he could not lift a hand.

Gao Jinta, who spewed blood fountains with a couple of violent coughs.

He said in a quivering voice.

"Cough, 큭, Kerrch...... khaha, I wanted to taste your blood again.”

“…….”

"Kill it."

"......yes."

The sword of Vulcan, which fell down like a man who had fallen on a guillotine, cut Gao Jinta's life.

Looking at him, who was staring at him with glaring eyes until that moment, Vulcan smiled bitterly.

In a way, it was Gao Chin-ta who helped him the most in overcoming fear and heartache.

Although he was a terrible opponent who gave him a great deal of pain, I couldn't help feeling strange when I was in the position of ending it.

But the situation did not allow him to remain calm and sentimental.

With a familiar sound of alarm ringing in his ear, a message about the completion of the quest rose before his eyes.

A ring.

[Quest Success!]

[Completed the general quest 'The Dominator of Naraka'.]

[Very large amount of experience!]

[Level up!]

…….

[Level up!]

[1500 level achieved!]

[You have succeeded in purifying Naraka, the land of the Jinmas, and you have qualified to be a true God. However, it takes a year to make the key. After a year of rest and preparation, try the final exam using the key.]

[The next quest will occur one year later, upon entering the Nurhark-level Mawangseong Fortress.

"Hmm. What is it? It's the first time I've put a pause on compensation."

The blanks who read the system's message spoke to themselves.

So far, the system has been rewarded immediately after the quest was completed, but it didn't make any sense to hear that it took time to make the key.

It was a system that provided everything in the first place like a goblin bat.

In a way, the system seemed so perfect that it even felt omnipotent, but it was doubtful that it could not deliver the compensation.

It doesn't matter. I'm also glad to take a short break. And there's work to be done before that.’

The bulkan that floats on the floor of the boss room, which is slowly being recovered.

He recalled a presence while drinking a special potion made by Powell.

a hideous appearance that still remembers vividly, even though we met more than 100 years ago

And a horrible, creepy atmosphere that seemed to be a collection of all the greed and malice in the world.

It heated up again when I thought of Rock Seager, who was eating the demons at the Galacco level with it wrapped all over his body.

How strong must it be?... they've killed most of the Galacco-level demons, so the only ones they could absorb. Maybe it didn't grower.’

It was okay if he became stronger than he expected.

He was confident that he would not look as ugly as he used to be, and he was confident about his new skills, including Yeom Wang-rim.

Although the lightning rod was still incomplete, it never occurred to me that I would lose to Rock Seagar or something, except for that.

'This time I'll completely break the string of the tough bad-ass. And then...….’

Like the Fielder of Act1, Powell, who spared no pains for his own growth.

Standing proudly in front of him, he will show a completely different self.

Not through a mid-stop battle, but through a fight so fierce that one of them fell into a state of impossibility!

'......and if anyone dies, the one who clears Act 3 will make a wish and save it.'

Thinking so far, Vulcan looked down and looked at his physical condition.

It wasn't bad.

He was exhausted from using a lightning rod in an unstable state, and although he suffered some damage due to the aftermath of the technology, he was able to recover quickly because his body was not very damaged.

He grinned and got up from his seat and used his system skills.

[Will you exit Naraka?]]

[If you leave here now, you will not be allowed to reenter for one year.]

[Yes / No]

The Vulcan that took the Yes button.

So Vulcan returned to Asgard after completing his journey in Naraka, where he had been active for more than 100 years.

*

A month has passed since Vulcan returned from Naraka.

A beautiful garden that entertains the eyes of the beholder, the breeze, the warm sunshine, and the eyes of the beholder.

For Vulcan, who had always been training and fighting, the location of Act 3 provided a honey-flavored rest for the first time in a long time.

Of course the spirit of the Vulcan was not indolent enough to be buried in its comfort.

I just ran so fast that I was worried that I might have accumulated mental fatigue without realizing it, so I just forced myself to rest.

But that was also the end.

Act 1, 2, and the Vulcan that has continued the life of Maggie and Naraka.

For him, any further rest was so boring that it felt like torture, not rest.

Eventually, Vulcan, who failed to fill his original three-month break, took out Madogu to hunt the Rock Seager right now, and was ready to move to the Galacco dimension.

There was nothing more stirring than I thought.

I thought it would create some excitement because I was going to deal with the same relationship as my enemy from Act 2, but I felt rather strange because I was so calm.

Vulcan, who was briefly agonizing over what this was about, soon gave a convincing answer and nodded.

'I don't care about him anymore, I don't.'

It was.

For Vulcan, who has already grown by a large margin, the existence of Rock Seager was not giving him much pleasure.

In a way, the bad news that had tied him up was already broken.

Vulcan, who felt it, spoke to himself with a refreshing smile.

"Not bad."

It wasn't bad. I felt really good.

A month ago, I felt like I was being confirmed to be mentally mature in the fight against Gao Jinta.

So the Vulcan, with his eyes closed for a while, was in the afterlife.

But after a little time, he opened his eyes again and moved to the Galaco dimension without hesitation.

He was no longer a big influence on him anyway.

But even so, it was also true that he wanted to conclude with his two hands.

On top of that, I felt a little bit that it was a rite of passage to qualify before formally challenging Powell, who was like his teacher.

When I thought about it, I felt my heart pounding a little, which kept me calm all the time, and it was only then that I could more accurately recognize who I was trying to reach.

There's only one of them in Galakko's world anyway.... because the devil-breeding bastard ate it. He can't hide his presence or anything. I cut him off right away and......go to Powell's lab.'

Vulcan as if it were a child who wanted to show off his achievements.

Although Powell is now refusing to visit other gods for important research, he may not be so unfriendly as to reject the challenge of a grown disciple.

Thinking so far, Vulcan smiled after looking at the changing landscape.

It's been a long time since I saw a horseman.

In the past, it used to be as familiar as Asgard and sometimes felt friendly, but now it has become a strange scene again.

Vulcan, with a slightly nostalgic look, looked at the surrounding red ground.

But his expression soon turned serious.

a sight that was never thought to be there

Because it caught his eyes.

Why is the village... It's not the size of the city, but......that must be a town made up of demons.’

I just couldn't understand.

Considering the ferocity and greed of the Rock Seager that we saw at the time, the demons that remain here should be nonexistent.

There may be a couple of demons that have just sprung up, but it was incomprehensible to think that there was a village just like the scene before my eyes.

Let's go for now!’

The Vulcan, who frowned for a moment and looked at the village of demons.

After thinking that there was nothing to know if he was here anyway, he quickly ran to the village and grabbed the devil, who was thought to be in the highest position there, and scraped the information.

But no matter how much torture he knows, even if he tries to provoke him, just in case he catches the others again, tortures them the same way, and asks the same question.

They just kept saying they knew nothing, as if they had promised.

"Argh, that's......I've never heard of him. Of course, I don't know why there are only these demons in the world of witchcraft, Your Majesty......there's no demon, and I'm wondering if even the high devil doesn't exist......I really don't know anything!"

Demons who shake their heads and scream as if they really don't know.

Shortly after torture, Vulcan was only able to believe that the demons' words were real after they had used their scanning ability to grasp their psychological state, and with an uncomfortable feeling, he crumpled his face.

It seemed clear that Rock Seager was not here.

So where did he go?

He looked like a monster with no reason left.

I can't seem to use simple space-movement magic, let alone open the portal, but I still remember him.….

'......Let's search the horse market a little more for now.'

I'd rather not have come.

The blanks that I thought it was too bad to go back to the current state since I used Madogu to clean it up perfectly.

He searched every nook and cranny of the galaco level to find Rock Seager, who might be hiding somewhere.

But Vulcan was never able to find Rock Seager.

It was a matter of course.

Rock Seager actually left there a long time ago, and now the closest place to him.

No, because I was at the place where my closest acquaintance was.

"......what, that handsome lump of dough.”

Powell, the god of war, who was studying the hands of various demons and Rock Seager as gifts from Vulcan today.

Where he turned his head, Rock Seager, boasting a larger body than before, was drooling dirty.