The Skill Maker

When I slowly turned my head back, a strange creature with three eyeballs and four arms stood smiling at me. an alien or rather odd-looking figure

But even though he was wearing a giant slate, his prayers were never unusual. As I instinctively tried to preach for him, he stuck out four palms to block my view. Insights are naturally invoked only by looking at the eyes of the other person.

"If you're thinking of looking into me, stop. I don't like to be observed by others."

No way. You alien.

My insight skills... Have you seen it through?

I apologized immediately to the alien with a wistful heart.

"Oh. I'm sorry. Instinctively."

I smiled awkwardly at him, and he opened his mouth at me with a fresh look.

By the way, is that the word fresh for aliens?

It's creepy to see you giggling.

"You seem to have become the head of your pack of talents, don't you? From what you've got, it looks like you've got enough of [Chaos] That's great. If you don't mind, why don't you come under my command? I'll make it easy for you in many ways."

You damn alien.

He said he didn't want to peep at him, but he must have seen through them.

I looked around at my fellow men of ability who had settled around me and opened my mouth to him a moment later. They're not my men. Although he is now discouraged and following me somehow, he will find his own way in the near future, except for about half the number of people. Well, you don't have to explain that to aliens.

"What do you mean by favoritism? And I have to know how big of a man you are to decide whether or not I should go under him. Don't tell me to come in without telling you to come in, but it's just embarrassing? Besides, if I'm better than you, it makes sense for me to come under you. Don't you?"

I grumbled lightly at the alien.

I can't avoid being a little nervous psychologically because of the heavyness that comes from him, but even so, I never lose the momentum. Ever since the day I awoke to Hunter, I've never been in public. If you die fighting with a knife, you die... I wouldn't take the humiliating choice of surviving on my knees.

The alien burst out laughing loudly.

"Hahaha! You're quite a funny friend, aren't you? But I also like that tough personality. Good. Good. Then I'll give you a chance. From now on, take a look at my abilities at your might. After that, you can decide whether to join me or not."

You're full of confidence.

I immediately tried an insight into him.

What the hell is this alien?

Competency (Status): [Status: 75] [Spirit: 57] [Physical: 103] [Defense: 103] [Management: 261] [Intuition: 185] [Wisdom: 178]

Combat Style: Long Range Battle, Combined Skill Attack. a magic attack

The moment I witnessed the absurdly high stats of an existence called .

I just lost my words.

You're well over 200 horsepower?

Damn it! This is... Does that make sense?

It's too much to do, isn't it?

Of course, I don't appreciate the value of the Mana Stats because most of my skills themselves do not consume mana, but I thought it was too much. It's almost three times as much as I am on figures. Considering the total amount of mana, how many times would there be a difference?

I looked at him slightly fierce, raising my guard.

It must have been very high for this man to be a part of the eight seasons.

I can't believe my eyes.

It is more than 200 in the second look and close to 300 in the third look.

My eyes are not wrong as expected. I'm sure there's a clue somewhere that's going to break through the Stat 100.

"Where does your... item belong? Is it like annihilation? Or mythical?

Silim burst into laughter.

"Hahaha! Do I look that high in rank?"

"...just saw your physical ability. That's a ridiculous shame. To be honest, I'm a little tired of it."

Of course no matter how powerful he is, I have all kinds of skills.

You can win. I'm sure you can win if you fight him.

But, damn it... What is this psychological atrophy?

Is this the "gap" car that the eight seasons bring?

When I gulped down and gave a wary look, Silim smiled deeply.

"Huh. I'm sorry to hear that, but my eight-year-old is the same level of chaos as yours. Just because you have a good physical ability doesn't mean you're a better person. In that sense, it's amazing that you're less than 100 stats. It's really amazing."

Are you laughing at me? I slightly distorted my forehead.

Obviously, until a few days ago, I had never doubted my strength, but when I came out of the well, common sense continued to be destroyed.

Encouraging this Choi Min-hyuk's desire to improve his achievement.

You want to be stronger, damn it.

Should we completely withhold finding a way back to Earth? I want to put all the great men in this universe under my feet, not just Armudor. I'm going crazy because I want to prove that I'm the best in the universe.

By the way, this alien is as chaotic as I am.

This is how different the stats can be from the same water supply.

I opened my mouth again to Shillim.

"If you're willing to take sides, what can you do for me?"

"Well, I see. What would be good? Why don't I personally break through your limitations? No. This isn't enough, is it?"

"You're going to break through a... system?"

When I tilted my head with an expression of incomprehension, Silim glistened her eyes.

He looked like he was asking some obvious questions.

"Don't you know how to boost your physical ability beyond that? I think I can tell from the fact that the stats are mostly stagnant at 99. If you join my unit, I will personally solve the problem. So you can move on to the next level."

I felt my heart thump and throbbing as soon as his words were over.

No, it's that easy?

Enough to make a promise in one word?

I was a little bit, a little bit, but I wasn't completely persuaded by his urging. Until this day, I had always found a solution when I was stuck in the wall. I have pride. And in fact, the moment I saw Silim's ability, I was thinking of all sorts of clues in my brain that I could do just by looking at her.

Even so, I'm also a human being with intuition almost 100.

"Well, thank you. That'sir."

the time when I expressed my refusal towards Shilim

Finally, the apostles of order and the priests of discipline, who were powerful in our army, began to move in earnest.

Their voices reverberate in their heads, and two spheres appeared high in the sky, reminiscent of the light and dark sun. Perhaps because it had such a powerful energy compared to its body, it seemed to have the shape of a flag of light and darkness. Is that Arona and Angrat?

[All meetings just ended. Now, as an apostle of order, I will tell you everything.]

And

At last a short but intense story began.

In order to get out of this worst-case scenario that Armudor has caused, we have looked one by one at a time, at a time, at about 12.57,342 million, 1,219 different futures. But we couldn't beat Armudor in the future of any pattern, and in conclusion, every single one of us was wiped out, and we lost power and karma to him.]

With all the world's powers agitated by Arona's shocking declaration.

This time it was followed by the voice of Angrat, the apostle of discipline.

Two voices contrasted by high tone and stirring.

[But don't worry. In the midst of countless quests for the future, we have stumbled upon one of them, one path that does not lead to complete ruin. It was a path in a shroud covered with blue mist, and rather a path dotted with darker chaos than other roads. In other words, if we all choose this path now, even Armudor will not be able to predict the outcome of this war. Only.]

Again, Arona continued Angrat's words.

[In order to get on the road...] The sacrifice of our unfeasible existence was an essential element. So. Now... We decided to devote ourselves to the path of last hope to keep order in the universe. The fate of the universe is now entirely within your grasp. Please keep the order of the universe from Armudor and return him to nothing with your hands.]

"What is it? What the hell are you talking about?"

"Death..."?

What are they talking about?

You mean you're going to sacrifice yourself to change the future?

The moment when all capable men, including myself, are puzzled, looking up at the sky.

The people... finally the end of the two beings... I could see clearly with my eyes.

The dazzling golden sun and the pitch-black dark sun intertwined, creating a huge explosion and exploding as if covering the entire planet.

It was a scene similar to the phenomenon that occurs when the mana of men of ability reaches the threshold.

"Bee, damn it!"

"What are they doing now?"

"Damage!"

And

Kugugugugugugung!

In that huge explosion of light... One by one, the able men were robbed of all their senses.

A creepy feeling that seems to dissipate everything, a distant, cozy white light that seems to embrace all things, and a feeling that everyone is being sucked into it all at once. So everything that existed in sight was wrapped in white. Until the moment when all the stillness subsides and the changed world arrives.

Ever since it happened on the Great Plains.

Four years went by in a flash.

"Rare grade weapon, buy it! Please do it first! We're also buying in bulk!"

"I'd like to invite Gargina's Ruins City, Kasil Hiller! Tang pool! Dealer pool! If Nim comes, go!"

"Sell your jumping skills cheap! Class required skill! Other miscellaneous skills are being sold in bulk!"

"Is there anyone who wants to go set a new record for the lion's tower?" Concept healer waiting to be cleared to the fifth floor!"

The market has been bustling with people lately.

After the massive explosion, the mana spheres wandered around the entire Kandulas planetary system to create a dark shade, and in certain areas, a very powerful stream of mana flowed in one day.

Mana is a very dangerous creature and a dangerous creature that makes people afraid, but it was also a great prey and food for hunters and adventurers. Naturally, commercial districts around Heidel, where the emergence of mana is frequent, were forced to develop.

Name (Name) : Choi Min-hyuk

Nationality: Republic of Korea

Gender (Sex): Male

Displacement: Medium, Chaos

Age, height, weight: 23 years old, 179.5 cm, 69.5 kilograms.

Title: Creator, Collector

Class : Skillmaker + 2

Competency (Status): [Earth: 475] [Personnel: 475] [Personal: 501] [Physical: 485] [Defense:390] [Management: 259] [Intuition: 449] [Specialization: 387] [Specialization: 386]

Pre-Stat: 5

Main Skills: Time Reverse (SS), Super Amplification Fraction (S+), Multiple Hex (S+), Deep Eye (SS+), Demention Mode (SS+)

Retention skill quantity: 3704 pieces.

"Whoa, you're finally over 500 nimble."

I crept up my hat and smiled, then moved on to the huge building which was located in the middle of Heidel. Four years have already passed since then, but I haven't aged a single year since. Of course, not just me, but all the creatures that exist in the Kandulas planetary system.

End of Resistance Civilization (2).

by world manners

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