Chapter 85: Blooming in the Swamp (2)
What an insane bullshit.
When he first saw the post.
He thought it was just low-level aggro.
Lee Hoyeol knew how to use a sword?
You had to say something that made sense.
Sigh. Look at his level.
Who was Lee Hoyeol?
He was a player who was treated like the chief mage of the great Mage Tower. What if you left out that background? Even after seeing the splendid magic skills that Hoyeol showed in battle, they got hooked by that rumor?
Click clack!
He pounded on the keyboard with a sigh.
Drip
The comment window updated.
What bullshit are you talking about so seriously?
Its not bullshit. Its real
Youre saying something like that. Have you ever played Arcana before? Youre making it obvious that you dont know anything
They still didnt understand the situation.
They didnt even seem to know what kind of game Arcana was.
Arcana didnt have a class system for no reason.
Lets give an example.
If.
Lee Hoyeol somehow felt lacking.
It wasnt going to happen, but lets just imagine that Lee Hoyeol wanted to learn swordsmanship and swung a sword.
What, do you think thats going to make his sword skills pop up???
Yeah, no matter how much he practiced, it would be useless.
Skills, stats, and nothing else. It was a waste of effort.
The players couldnt overcome the limitations of their class.
It was the common sense of Arcana.
Therefore, it was natural for the post to be treated as an aggro.
But something was weird.
What is it? It was posted all together by a group?
Lee Hoyeol raised a sword.
The nonsensical story didnt stop on the bulletin board.
If it were the usual, he would have thought someone else had released a part-time job.
But a part-time job.
That didnt make any sense.
Is there a reason for Hoyeol to release such a part-time job?
Why would Hoyeol do that?
No matter how hard he thought about it, there was no good reason.
Besides, this wasnt some sort of publicity or praise.
Lee Hoyeol, a mage class, used a sword.
It was nonsense.
So he naturally rolled his brain.
These are some nasty bastards.
Lee Hoyeols antis had released part-time jobs.
If he took a look at the community, there was a way to notice it.
He started to move his mouse sharply.
Anyway, the trolls. Lets just take a look at what kind of guys they are.
By spreading an obviously ridiculous rumor.
They would cleverly insert positive evaluations of themselves.
However.
?
No matter how hard he looked.
There was no talk about other guilds or players.
It was all about Lee Hoyeol.
He felt like his common sense was falling apart.
He couldnt hold back any longer from the feeling of disparity.
Yes. Fool me once.
With that thought, he clicked the Nettube link.
Soon, a screen popped up on the monitor.
There, Hoyeol was really wielding a sword!
Crazy! What is this?!
Indeed.
At this moment.
The battle between the lion and the [Beast Predator Anaconda] was spreading around the world through dozens of cameras.
What it meant was simple.
This real-time video was a reality that hadnt been edited at all.
The monster cant do anything? The 530-level monster?
One word was enough to describe the battle.
Massacre.
Hoyeol was hunting the anaconda, a predator of the swamp.
No, calling it a hunt would be too much.
Since the battle began, Hoyeol hadnt moved once.
Wow. Hes on a different level
Some people are having a hard time getting stuck in the mud like this.
This is Lee Hoyeol who cleared a 1000-level rupture. Well.
The meaning of that action.
The players who were hunting in the rupture realized it more deeply than anyone else.
For an opponent like the anaconda. He didnt even have to swing his sword.
I didnt have a good relationship with Harkon.
The posture of aiming the sword.
Looking at the posture, he could also notice the relationship between Hoyeol and the Knights of Lionheart.
It was clear that Hoyeol had a deep connection with the Knights of Lionheart.
The fact that he had the same posture as Harkon was the evidence.
Maybe hes occupying a spot there like in the Mage Tower.
In fact, its pretty much confirmed. I dont think its an ordinary spot either.
Harkon even calls him sir.
Doesnt that mean hes also close to the Imperial family?
Seriously! Does that make sense?!!
The strongest armed group on the continent, the Mage Tower.
The strongest knight order of the Empire, Knights of Lionheart.
How could a player get a place in those two groups?
Does that mean that anyone can take up a seat thats not just an ordinary seat?
Every time they thought about what happened, the questions about Hoyeol grew bigger.
How come I havent heard anything about it?
Even now, Hoyeols presence couldnt be hidden even if you tried to hide it.
Even back when Arcana was a game, Hoyeol must have stood out
But a story of a player who deviated from common sense like that. Nothing came to mind.
They were seriously curious about his past!
The moment those who watched him had such thoughts.
Plop
The Beast Predator Anaconda.
It stopped breathing.
It was the end of the battle that couldnt even be called a battle.
Predators Swamp.
A Colosseum where the battles never ended.
As the winner of that fierce battlefield.
There was not an ounce of confusion in Hoyeols figure.
As if he was in a different space.
No, as if he was the only one with a different genre.
Yes, that figure of Hoyeol was as foreign and noble as ever.
Like a lotus flower blooming in a swamp.
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Really, there was no other documentary like this.
I couldnt let go of the tension even for a moment.
An extreme real documentary.
I checked the message that popped up.
[Your level has gone up.]
[Your level has gone up.]
[Your level has gone up.].
But the experience point was comforting.
[Beast Predator Anaconda].
As expected of that level, the amount of experience it spat out was significant.
The experience point wasnt at the level of a boss monster like the great evil or demon king.
But I was monopolizing that experience point.
[Name: Gradnfel Claudie Arpheus Romeo]
[Class: Demon hunter]
[Level: 314]
[Stat]
Strength: 53 / Agility: 60 / Mana: 244 / Luck: 5 / Aesthetic: Low
[Point: 18]
This meant that I rose up 18 levels at once.
My absolute level was low, so it rose up a lot.
But this kind of trick was welcome.
Above all, whether it was a trick or whatever.
Im not in a position to be picky.
The battle against Anaconda from a moment ago was the same.
If, even just for a moment, I had missed the string of tension.
If my posture of pointing the sword had been disturbed.
It would have allowed a counterattack immediately.
[Natural Enemy Relationship] hadnt been activated.
No matter how much strength and agility I had gained through my class quest.
I put all the points acquired through leveling up into mana. I also invested in luck occasionally.
It would have been impossible to avoid it by physical ability alone.
Naturally, for the magic manifestation.
The damage had to be minimized.
Then just thinking about it from then on started a terrible vicious cycle.
Unexpected magic manifestation Absolute lack of magic power Its the predator zone, so battle again Unexpected magic manifestation again Absolute lack of magic power again Battle again
Therefore.
I was earnest.
I didnt know what it looked like to a third party.
I went to the battle without a moment to relax.
As a result, I was able to acquire experience points and loot.
[Thick Anaconda Skin] [Grade: Rare]
[Melting Amber] [Grade: Rare]
[Poisonous Birch] [Grade: Unique]
Three loots.
The grades were also rare, rare, and unique.
My gut didnt swell up for no reason.
They were all material items.
If it dropped three, I had no reason to complain.
Above all, I had acquired knowledge of all minerals and plants in the Arcana continent through the effect of the [Pentagram of Pure Knowledge].
It must be worth it.
Molten amber.
And the birch covered with anacondas venom.
I knew right away how to use it.
Of course, the loot came from its stomach.
It will require some processing.
That wasnt a big deal either.
Its time to pull out the pillars of the Mage Tower.
I could use the service of Mage Tower at my disposal.
Free, at that.
It was also my right as the chief.
By the way.
I really had no time to rest?
It was called the predator zone.
Rustle
Another monster appeared as soon as I knocked one down as if it had been waiting.
Snake, and then a rat? Of course, from its appearance alone, it wasnt an ordinary rat
[Cruel Scavanger: Lv.550]
It was about the same size as a person.
It was walking on its hind legs over its size and held weapons on its forelegs.
From crossbows to axes to shields.
There were more than one or two weapons.
Indeed, not all rats were the same.
Its long tail flinched.
Perhaps because I still had a sword in my hand.
It didnt rush in.
Well, first of all.
Lets invest in points first.
For me, each stat point was precious.
I had 18 points.
I was going to invest all of it in mana, but I saved one point.
Yeah, theres a saying, the success or failure of everything that happens in ones life depends on luck, not effort.
Even if I invested one more point in mana.
This was a rupture with the recommended level of 500.
I should hope for luck rather than expecting dramatic effects with one point of mana.
I invested a point in luck.
[Luck: 6]
But why is it 6?
Memories flashed.
Clearly, I should have invested two points to avoid unlucky points.
In the end, I had no choice but to go through the demons number 6.
This This wasnt a trick, right?
But I had no more points left to invest in.
The superstition is nothing but superstition.
It wasnt something I should say since I somehow invested in luck.
Yes, I couldnt be conscious of superstitions forever.
And if it was the demons number.
Its not so bad.
No, rather, Id feel grateful if a demon showed up.
If [Natural Enemy Relationship] was activated, I didnt need all of these.
I didnt have to go around on this lotus leaf.
I wouldnt have to film a documentary by myself.
The useless thoughts ended there.
Snap
What was this sound? Not again.
I looked at where the sound came from.
A giant tree that was rising up throughout the swamp.
The monster was gnawing at the stump of the giant tree with its teeth.
Crash!
Perhaps because its teeth were big.
The giant tree tilted in an instant with a loud noise.
Its intention was obvious.
Youre thinking of putting the battlefield in your favor.
The moment the giant tree fell.
The swamp would shake in an instant.
The monster was trying to take advantage of that opportunity.
As expected, its not easy.
In terms of the days when Arcana was just a game
Id say this pattern was damn right.
They werent even boss mobs, they were just at the level of named mobs.
It was hard to deal with all of them.
However, despite my struggle.
Grind!
I knew every plant in Arcana.
So much that I could skip the exploration process.
Naturally, the tree that it was gnawing with its teeth.
I could interfere with it, the [Chukira Tree].
Griiinndd?
I skipped the exploration.
Interference strengthened the trees thickness.
Eventually, it manifested.
Grind?
This meant that no matter how hard it tried, it couldnt break down the giant tree.
I stared at the bewildered giant rat, [Cruel Scavenger].
There was no need for unnecessary conversation.
I cast magic while pointing my sword.
There was no need to add [aesthetic] for a stiffened enemy.
The only thing I considered was the mana cost performance.
Among all the magics I poured on it.
[Frostbite occurs to the Cruel Scavenger.]
I looked for magic that did the most damage to it.
I couldnt help it even if it made me look ignorant.
In order to deal with enemies much stronger than my level one after another.
This was the only way.
I cant figure out the reason, and I dont want to know.
All I needed to know was that it worked.
If its frostbite, the cold must be its weakness.
I manifested advanced freezing magic Frost.
Sss!
Frost stretched toward it.
Frosts projectile speed was so slow.
It was magic classified as advanced magic with only one destructive power.
Crack!
As you could see, the swamp naturally froze in an instant.
Crack crack!
The feeling of pressure on the tip of the sword pointed at it.
Its movement speed decreased due to the effect of the status abnormality Frostbite.
The frost slowly crept in.
I spoke in a colder voice than cold.
I have no intention of joining your water game.
It was the determination to not have a splash of the dirty swamp.
On top of that.
I looked at the giant tree, the Chukira tree.
To be precise, at the large tree that was shaking dangerously.
A bi-herb was glowing on top of it.
If the giant tree falls, the bi-herb will also fall into the swamp.
It was something I couldnt bear to see.
The effect that the bi-herb had.
I knew it better than anyone else!
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