44 44.00. < 14.00. Level up (3). > (2/2)
If we can get it right, the damage that Midas can enjoy will be overwhelming.
The effect of Strains is amazing.
Crrrr!
Of course, Lucky was the one with the most combat power with this effect.
King!
In front of Lucky, whose strength increased due to the strain effect, zombie orcs did not even become toys.
Every time Lucky flew at the zombie oak, the body of the zombie oak was ripped off like an ice cream scoop.
Poohwa!
Now, not only Lucky's mouth, but even his claws left a deep scar on the body of a zombie orc.
And Lucky took full advantage of the fact.
Biting, scratching, shuffled the work and put in a restless damage deal.
It wasn't a strange sight.
Lucky is a new player with Peniel, who is considered the best fighter among the first-tier players.
The software level itself was different.
[Lucky hunted zombie orcs.]
Whoo-hoo!
Lucky, who so single-handedly caught Zombie Oak, gave out a howling to celebrate his victory.
I'm going to have to pay again.’
Midas, who heard the Howling, resumed his calculations.
'Let's see, increase the range, add roughly to Lucky's combat capabilities...…'
Midas, who was calculating like that, tilted his head for a moment.
'......Wait a minute.'
Then I started to calculate again.
'It's strange......'
Then he repeatedly questioned his calculations.
I couldn't help it.
Solo kills can't be this easy.’
Because we're out of his league.
11.
a ragged sorcerer
A cursed forest boss monster wasn't as popular with players as a cursed forest.
Not only was the hunting difficulty high, but the lootable items were not very expensive compared to the killer orcs.
Crucially, the rags-to-riches sorcerer was basically hunting parties for five or more people, and it was common to organize parties for more than seven or ten people.
If we divide the income according to the number of heads, did we have to set it up for this? I feel the same way.
be of course unpopular Just, boss, it didn't mean anything to leave Monster alone.
”How long till the rags-to-riches sorcerer Risen?”
”How much time do we have left?”
Several parties were waiting for their turn to catch the ragged sorcerer.
”Oh, come on. Can't you show me things like boss resen time in seconds? Even a paid item is fine, so I hope it's sold!”
”I don't care about that, and if you'd just let me know where it's coming from, I wouldn't have a wish. No, considering the size of the forest, you should at least tell me where you were coming from!”
”Just this game is all about luck, luck.”
an inexorable wait
In such a wait, someone brought news.
”Rude sorcerer hunting has begun!”
Several players shouted at the news.
”Ay, you hit the ball again!”
”So let's just wait first!”
You missed it again!
Someone asked the question between the disheveled atmosphere with such a grumble.
”So which party is it?”
The question was answered.
”It's not a party.”
”What? What are you talking about?”
”It's Solo Kill!”
It was the sound that instantly made the chaotic atmosphere cold.
12.
Two heads with large bodies attached on top of each other, as if they were attached together.
Turn it off!
Ugh!
Goblin and Orc, a monster whose four arms are fluttering on the body, emitting grotesque cries simultaneously from two different heads.
a ragged sorcerer
Through his appearance, he was clearly showing why his name was ragged.
It looked really creepy.
More eerie than that were five zombie orcs and five zombie goblin summoned with the appearance of a ragged sorcerer.
Ugh!
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
The men who filled the ragged sorcerer's perimeter as if they were building a fence did not even allow the men preparing for the hunt to challenge. Most of all, it was vaguely visible because of the black fog.
How do we approach it?
How should we deal with it?
a scene in which the answer to such worries is not readily accepted
”Okay.”
Of course, for Midas, the black fog was not a bit of a distraction.
Rather than being in the way, the blackened world made the numbers, data and golden targets that only he could see clearer.
It was as if he had turned off all the lights at the indoor shooting range and turned on the spotlight only on his own shooting range.
It is natural that confidence is rising.
'I've cleared up the surrounding monsters.’
Of course, the fact that he made the stage by killing zombies around here early on was another reason for his pride.
'Holding isn't a problem.’
Such overflowing confidence gave confidence in this hunt.
So Midas went one step further.
'How to catch, that's the problem.’
If the results are excellent, then the focus will inevitably be on what the process was like.
'You have to be strong here.’
Midas has experienced that fact on the professional stage.
Even if they got the same out count, the cheers were completely different for those who just got the out count on a ground ball and those who struck out the last ball and threw a 150-pound fastball.
The ransom was also completely different.
'You have to prove the value of my goods here.’
So Midas did not hesitate.
”Hello, everyone? I'm BJ Master. Today I'm here for Solo Kill, a ragged sorcerer. Honestly, I didn't mean to catch that, but Rising Star Channel commissioned me.”
A king?
Midas, who was beginning to spit out words, soon looked at Lucky.
”Of course, that's like the price of dog food I raise, but I still feel polite and desperate when I squeeze it out. So I thought. I'm asking you this politely, but I'm going to do it.”
King!
Lucky barked in response, and Midas continued to speak in response.
”So I decided to buy the car I wanted next month and went shopping for some items. I wanted to make it a legend, but there's no sale, and honestly, it's going to be another level soon. It's annoying to sell and buy.”
He acted like a man who was too rich to control.
It was literally acting.
Because the world he was in was a stage where the damn bastard was more popular than the polite gentleman.
Stimulation was the most important stage.
”Now, let's start the rags-to-riches sorcery solo kill.”
Naturally Midas had no intention of stopping here.
”Note, I'm going to try and catch a single blow in the process of the kill.”
King!
”Huh? What? What would you do if you got one hit?”
King!
”As soon as you get hit, you'll be given a raffle for a Mercedes-Benz prize. Of course, the option is full option. I don't handle cars without options.”
Midas, who cast such a ridiculous airlift vote, screamed out the battle.
”Fireball and Fire Spear!”
Whoo-hoo!
The show has begun.