Chapter 183

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Chapter 183

“Another Heroic level......?”

Leeha already had such an item. The necklace containing Dark Elf essence was also heroic. However, that item was not obtained by Leeha.

‘It was an item Agromni Igor used. It’s comparable- no, weapons are much more valuable than accessories!’

Lesser, Normal, Special, Rare ••••••. And the next was Heroic.

The 6th level of the item’s rank is Heroic.

There are very few Heroic-rank items in the auction house regardless of what kind.

This is partly because there were few people who wanted to sell it, and partly because the drop rate for Heroic-rank items itself was extremely low.

‘Usually, the item’s performance is increased by 5-10% or more. Even if they are at the same level, there is at least 15% difference between lesser-rank and special-rank items.’

That was the minimum. Depending on the nature of the item, the number could go up to 20 to 25%. That’s only when it’s special.

What about the rare-rank? No, [Black Bass] was not even rare. It was heroic-rank.

“Crazy......”

Leeha laughed dejectedly. The attack power of the ‘Special’ Hummingbird’s attack was already so strong. If so, how much would the attack of the [Black Bass] be?

Leeha looked at the attack power formula of the item.

User’s Agility * 7 = 7,770

Leeha’s current agility was 1,110 which meant 7,770 attack power.

Hummingbird’s attack power was 4,760. Even with the Forbidden Rage skill from the Dark Elf’s necklace applying, it was only around 5,000.

‘If the [Crimson Geckos] and [Cobalt Blue Python] are also like this......'”

That’s why Kidd and Luger were incredibly strong.

Kidd single-handedly wiped out the level 140 Czar guild members with a single shot each.

And Luger, who beat that Kidd, provided that Kidd was wounded, but still.

And although Leeha piled up a lot of achievements and stats, he thought he would not be able to reproduce that kind of firepower.

Leeha suddenly remembered that the two people were linked with him.

“......They are both cheaters.”

Leeha couldn’t help but curse. At the same time, he realized the eternal truth.

“It’s true that games are all about items...... He, hehe......”

What’s the point of raising stats? What’s the point of raising levels? As expected, good games are basically supported by good items.

“I-It’s not the time for this. Character Window.” Leeha, who was staring at Black Bass, hurriedly opened his character window.

Agility 1,110. He still could not use Black Bass. If you add up the 1,270 agility and 30 strength requirements, the minimum stats required to use Black Bass was 1,300.

‘The total required stats of Hummingbird was 800. But, considering the difference in required stats, this attack power can’t be considered a cheat.’

They won’t be able to use it if they were low-levels anyway. Even a level 146 musketeer would have a hard time equipping it.

Name: Ha Leeha / Race: Human

Job: Musketeer / Level: 146 (0%)

Title: Fearless / Achievements: 38

HP: 4,260(2,982) / MP: 1,080

Stats:

Strength: 150(493)

Agility: 1,110(+260)

Intelligence: 103(+52)

Constitution: 145(+52)

Mind: 40(+30)

Remaining stats: 162

He thought it was extremely unfair.

– You should check Luger’s position from time to time. After the last battle, it seems the misunderstanding about [Matan’s Shooter] has been cleared up.

-Why? Even though he knows that I am not the [Matan] user?Will he bother me?

-Bother? He has no such thoughts. It’s just a matter of whether you would get in his way or not. It’s difficult to talk to him.

-Cough....... Well, I think I can tell that conversation doesn’t really work. Anyway, thanks! Ah, do you have any plans to go to the Adamantine Mountains?

-I don’t need bullets.

-What a cheapshot. Help me out.

-I’m sleepy.

Hearing Kidd’s answer, Leeha didn’t feel bad. It seemed that the hint Browless gave was correct.

It seems I could get new bullets from the dwarves.’

Then there was no reason to delay. He carried two muskets on each shoulder, and took the crystal ball Ram Hwajeong had given him and tore a teleport scroll

‘Destination, Dale Castle.’

There were two paths from Fibiel Kingdom to the Adamantine Mountains at the westernmost point of the continent.

From Fibiel Kingdom, return north and pass through the Shazrasian Federation or, go south through Minis Kingdom.

There was a third way, and that was to cross the Sentinel Mountains and cross the land of the dead, but that wasn’t really a road.

‘There’s no need to choose the path that super-high level people who do dragon raids use. Besides, if I go to the Minis Kingdom, I might run into Luger.’

After a delay of about 10 seconds, the position stored in the crystal ball appeared.

[Hwajeong’s Favorite Place]

1. Unni’s house – It’s warm and fluffy and it feels good.

2. Dale – Our castle >_< Yahoo. Unni’s wish came true!

3. Capital – need to stop by from time to time

4. S1- My private secret place

5. S2 – I’ll go with oppa later. When can I go?

6. S3 – Guild base! Did she have a lot of pocket money

what is this?

Leeha doubted his eyes for a moment. What? 15 of the 20 position slots in the advanced crystal were already confirmed.

In addition, the name of the saved place or the additional explanation next to it...... surely*••....

‘Did she give me what she used? No, is this correct?’

Normally, Leeha would have thought that the crystal ball that Hwajeong gave him was previously used by her, but he couldn’t believe it.

Who gave this? She was an expressionless little lady who was even called ‘Ice Witch’ by Byeolcho.

“It won’t be theft. Impersonation? No, no. She gave it to me directly. Wow......”

Leeha swallowed his saliva and looked at the list again and again.

When he matched Ram Hwajeong’s face, which barely smiled, with the cute tone in the crystal ball, laughter leaked out.

‘Really, favorite place. Besides, should I be happy that she set up a hunting ground to go with me?’

Leeha laughed at the thought of whether or not to press ‘Sister’s House’, and finally pressed Dale Castle. Because he didn’t think there was any need to kill himself.

“No.”

Hwik, hwik.

She turned her bag inside out and shook it, but she couldn’t find what she was looking for. Hwayeon opened her mouth after staring at the blue-haired lady, who was busily running through drawers and cabinets.

“What is it, Hwajeong?”

“No.”

“What?”

When her younger sister froze without answering, Ram Hwayeon got tense for a moment.