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- Looks like you've finished your commentary now. This weird comment is playing suddenly.

- Can't Gold just comment on this?

- You think Gold will explain, and the BJ archangel will find a mine?

Of course, viewers' reactions to such comments were lukewarm.

[Lapo sponsored $10,146]

[LAFO: Come on, if you don't have anything to say, why don't you tell me about it? It's time to tell you something, right?]

In the end, whether the boring comment was unbearable, Rapo asked Midas for a new piece of rice cake in a sponsored chat.

- That?

- What is it?

Viewers pricked up their ears at the fact.

'That? Aah!'

Midas also briefly thought about it, but soon he was able to figure out what Rapo was saying.

”Now you want me to show you the power of the meteorite.’

Meteorite power.

They want us to reveal the strong rice cake that we threw before everyone else.

Midas looked again at the six, who were aiming for him with a side glance at the fact.

'I don't know who it is, but...'

It was a long distance, so I couldn't tell what their names were and where their guild belonged, but one thing was clear.

'If you see no healers or tanks......I can handle it very neatly if I surprise you.’

That their power was specialized in assassinations.

'Yes, let's show it here instead. Now is the time.’

When he saw it, Midas said in his head, ”The calculations.”

”Oh, that? Then shall I show you that?”

As Midas said, the atmosphere of the chat window, which was sour, began to sharpen like a knife.

- Show me something.

- He's trying to do something.

- BJ Grand Master is finally doing something!

In the reaction Midas took a short breath and then looked around again loudly before saying:

”There's no one around me, right? It's dangerous, so if you're stuck around me, step back.”

- What's the point?

- That's a big deal, isn't it?

The expectation of the chat window was amplified by the following remarks.

”Well, from now on, I'll show you what I've learned after much effort.”

In time Midas met the viewers' expectations.

”I'm going to play my own song.”

- Huh?

- Huh?

And the comments were filled with questions.

- Self-composed? I think I heard something wrong.

- Brother, are you out of your mind?

- BJ Grand Master's finally gone mad.

Despite the reaction, Midas spoke indifferently.

”When I go on a tour with Abyss Guild, I prepared a performance for Abyss Guild's Muse. It's a bit off, but I'll show you right here.”

At that moment, the chat window was in chaos.

[Gustaf sponsored $10,147]

[Gustaf: Lapo, is that what you said?]

[Lapo sponsored $10,148]

[LAFO: No way! What I said was the key to the royal family!]

Lapo, who opened the fire, quickly denied it, but Midas ignored the response and continued to speak.

”First of all, this is the performance. a magical performance So I'm going to cast a few things.”

Midas continued with the horse.

”Yong-yeol-byeong.”

[I'm going to get a fever.]

”A great spirit.”

[Great spirit]]

Midas, who used great mental skills to free both hands, continued to cast.

”Fireball and Fire Spear and Blizzard, Dead Horse Inferno, Dead Horse Shock Wave, Memorize Little Tornado.”

Midas casts in earnest on the ground with nothing.

- Please stop me.

- Somebody call the hospital.

- This is terrorism. I have to report it to the Pentagon.

The chat window was naturally in chaos at his appearance.

[Azmo sponsored 10,149 dollars.]

[AZMO: How else would I get around with money, but BJ archangel can't do that, and it drives me crazy.]

I hate even Azmo.

Midas, who has completed all the casting in the meantime, said.

”The title of the song is Polling Star.”

[I can feel the power of the meteorite all over my body.]

At the moment of spitting out the word, there was an alert in Midas' ear.

'Okay.'

And soon Midas had a fireball in his hands.

Midas threw one of them high into the sky.

The fireball, which soared high into the sky, began to sink down to the floor.

Of course, no one raised much questions about the fact.

- Oh, it starts eventually.

- I didn't expect to see you.

- Lucky, stop the one deal!

I'm just throwing up a chat of concern for the BJ Grand Master show that's about to begin.

The same was true of the guild players looking at the fireball.

”You're singing? Self-composed song?”

”How about Fireball, rather than Fireball?”

”I think you threw it at us, but there's no problem. There's no way they're gonna hit us.”

Obviously, the fireball flew in their direction, but no one was afraid of it.

”Can't you avoid it?”

”As long as it doesn't fit. It's a fireball at best, right?”

There was a fireball in their eyes, and those who read the trajectory soon ignored it.

Soon, as they expected, the fireball fell about 20 meters away from them, as far as they could possibly be concerned.

Quang!

At that moment the sand spread everywhere like shrapnel of a grenade with a roar as if a mine had burst.

”Oh? What!”

Hound guilders, struck by a sudden shrapnel of sand, turned their heads in amazement and saw craters that would only be seen on the surface of the moon in their eyes.

The size and shape of the crater were very clear because it was a sandy floor.

”What's going on?”

”What kind of magic is it? Wasn't it a fireball?”

Midas threw another fireball in the water while the hunting snake guilds were startled by the fact.

The two fire spears that appeared immediately also threw high into the sky at the same time.

The three fireballs that had risen soon peaked before starting to fall.

Shoo-woo!

Like a meteor.

The moment I saw it, the guilders of the hunting snake could no longer just watch.

”Everybody move!”

”Damage!”

As soon as they were busy, Midas continued to explain the fact as if he had no idea.

”This is the new meteorite power, the polling star. It's a skill that gives this magic a physical destructive power like a meteorite.”

The camera took a picture of the direction in which the BJ archangel cast his magic, and only then could viewers see it.

- You use physical force? What the hell do you mean?

- Huh? I think there's something over there.

- You're right. What's moving?

There is a busy movement where Midas cast his magic.

Midas also shrugged as soon as he checked it with his eyes wide open.

”There must have been a monster. That's great.”

Then, as soon as he said, ”Good for you,” Midas' magic fell on the sand.

Quang!

Like a meteorite, the chat window became calm at the sight of other magic and other physical destructive forces.

In the meantime, Midas continued.

” As I said before, using the Polling Star skill is like this. So how does Blizzard magic work?”

There was no longer a concern about what was happening in that faraway place.

”Blizzard.”

Polling Star, the stars are starting to fall.