I Returned as an FFF-Class Witch Doctor Chapter 137

Episode 137

“Such a fuck…”

“I’m going to die, owner.”

As Damian sprawled out on the floor and spat out curse words, lumps scattered around him.

It was several kilometers away from the cave where Ulduir’s furnace was located.

There was no corner in his appearance, as if he had prevented a natural disaster with his entire body, and his appearance, dressed in the splendid appearance of a silver wolf, had become as raw as that of the wild before he knew it.

It could be said that it was natural enough that it would not be necessary to say that Damien’s limbs would not be intact, as he was wearing the < Wolf Totemic Set > that had been tarred to black like a rag.

He must have been able to smell the air full of the smell of the forest as he lies now in this remote mountain range.

It was not an exaggeration to say that it was a miracle of genius created by a truly superhuman will and physical ability to escape from the kings of the three races that once dominated the era.

“See if I give it up a second time. At least if you leave it as a referee, you won’t have to listen to people and swing a hammer. Does it make sense to have your eyes widen at a single word and start playing first?”

“They are all crazy people. It’s the first time I’ve seen Mungchido like that.”

As Damian gritted his teeth and wheezed, the wad scattered next to him replied in a languid voice.

It was the word of the bundle.

The three blacksmiths of Ulduir he had just dealt with were so dirty that even if a dragon came and talked to them once they lost their sanity, they would not be eaten.

In fact, they were the owners of crazy powers who could put into action all the swear words that had been thrown at them.

“What did he say… did he say he would pick out and compare the differences between human vertebrae and goblin vertebrae?”

“I don’t know, master.”

Shaking my head!

The reason why Damian and Moongchi looked up at the sky and shook their heads at the same time wasn’t just because of the destructive personalities of the three blacksmiths.

The reason why Damian and Mungchi were able to escape from the arena of competition among the psychos was because he exerted his abilities to the fullest, but his life was saved because he could not come out beyond a certain radius due to the thousand-year oath.

“There is no wrong saying in the old saying. If I had been stubborn, I wouldn’t have gone to the nether road.”

“That’s right, master.”

As Munchhi took out a bag of nuts and ate them, Damian blankly looked up at the sky.

The events he had experienced in Ulduir’s furnace were passing by before his eyes like a kaleidoscope.

The reason why he and his gang had to risk their lives in a chase just before.

That is why, just a few minutes ago, an astounding natural disaster occurred in the mountains of Utah.

“…Answer me.”

“Among us…”

“Whose one is the best…!

” I could feel goosebumps rising all over my body.

Even if you turn back time and go back, it couldn’t be anything other than a spectacular escape that made it impossible to predict life or death.

“Oops. Had I known this was going to happen, I would have prepared more…”

Damian stretched his palms out to the sky, recalling what had happened in Ulduir’s furnace.

These were the items he had seen on the steel round table in the central plaza.

A wide dagger with a length of about 30 cm and an antique ring made of silver metal elaborately engraved with 12 constellations.

And even in the midst of a jade-colored crystal pendant hanging around his neck, Damian did not forget to bring out the results of the competition even while fighting for his life.

To him, who is no different from the incarnation of capitalism, they were as precious as his life.

Although all three items were general-purpose items that had nothing to do with witch doctors, in terms of value and utility, they boasted excellent performance that could be compared with the production items of < The Book of the Black Oath Calling the End >.

In addition, it went without saying that Damian came out with < Random Craft Items >, considering that they were worth tens of millions of won even if they were put up for sale on the exchange or game bank right away.

A horse could be worth tens of millions of won, and at times it could be worth more than that.

「Um… seniors?」

「Speak quickly. Before killing

them.” So, not just this one time…」

「What?! I thought my work was on the same level as these crap?! ”

There is none.」

「Let me correct it. You’re not just a human being, you’re a guy who can even compare to the lizard I dealt with in the past. That black lizard that I smashed through the bone with this hammer.」

…Of course, I had to pay a price enough—perhaps even more—to get an item like that.

‘You have to be strong. Much more than now.’

Back!

Damian clasped his palms outstretched towards the sky, his eyes shining.

It wasn’t just because of what had happened in Ulduir’s furnace.

The fact that he was so desperate that he had to risk his life to make a mere < random craft item >, and that he had to do everything in his power to escape, not with three tongues.

It could be that the level of all blacksmiths was not normal, but it could be said that it happened because his own level was only on the same level as Aleister’s alter ego.

“Status window.”

Tring!

And Damian opened a system window in front of his eyes.

[Damian]

Level: 72

Occupation: Witch Doctor

Affiliation: None

Tendency: -9999999999

Title: Atrocities (極惡無道) One who caught a wild boar alone Agent of revenge Break through in the shortest time! Lone Hyena Survivor on the battlefield, death

rate: Strength 100 (+132) Stamina 100 (+132) Agility 100 (+132) Intelligence 200 (+342) Dexterity 100 Luck 100

*The remaining stat points are 10.

[Skill Window]

– Ghost Arrow Lv.1

– Plague Outbreak Lv.1

– Lion Regeneration Lv.1

– Blood Thirst Lv.1

– Blood Charm Lv.1

– Phantom Lv.1

– Saint of Death Lv.1 (M)

*remaining Skill points are 2.

[Rune Page]

Rune of Greed – Stealing Hand (2/4)

– Extorts a certain amount of HP/MP on hit.

– Steals the target’s ability when hit.

[Trait Ability]

Qigong Cannon (氣功砲)

★Dark Sky Spirit (暗闡靈食果)

★Six Senses (六感風景)

[Equipment]

– Weapon: Twilight Starlight Kukri

– Shield: None

– Helmet: Wolf Totemic Mask

– Top: Wolf Totemic Tattoo

– Bottom: Wolf Totemic Pants

– Shoulder: Wolf Totemic Cape

– Gloves: Wolf Totemic Gloves

– Shoes: Wolf Totemic Boots

– Necklace: Deep Roots of Iskandar

– Ring 1: Tessa Ring

– Ring 2: Zodiac Ring

“…It’s really disgusting.”

Damian ruthlessly wrinkled his brow as he glanced at the system window, which showed his status at a glance.

It was worth it.

Because it was clearly revealed why he was gradually getting wet with an unknown sense of helplessness and where the problem came from.

“I didn’t shoot the skills right away… I took the stats without worrying too much. I just put the items I used in my inventory and didn’t study the class properly. If you know how to spend money, if you don’t even think about saving and spending it, who will raise the cow? huh? Even if you get stuck somewhere and raise your skill proficiency to the limit, it won’t be enough… Tsk.”

So Damian was able to see through the fact that while he scrolled down the stretched status window with his fingers, he was more satisfied with what he had been given than he thought.

It felt like coming back motivated by a combination of everything I experienced in these Utah mountains.

The way Damian has been playing lately is far from desperate or impatient, and compared to him in his previous life, he doesn’t have a very fast growth rate.

He had been playing like the common User 1 who couldn’t use what was given to him properly.

On the one hand, it was very ironic that the countless advantages brought by the witch doctor’s hidden class had clouded his attitude and reason.

It was a different thing from fighting with all your heart every moment.

What he lacks right now is not a terrible instrument and speculation to the point of wondering if he is the same human being.

To have an “overwhelming” growth rate and power that no one dares to surpass.

And based on that power, you can put what you want into practice without hesitation.

< What entrepreneurs pursue is freedom. As Kevin O'Leary said, "Become free and do everything you want to do", Damian in his previous life had been fighting every second to obtain 'freedom'. It was a life that was intense, if intense. Even though he changed his life into a game and ended up as a human trash that his parents and friends couldn't see, it was proof that he was serious about the game. It was because of this that he, who climbed far and wide regardless of means and methods to become stronger, was feared by many users, and Damian actually did his best to make the game the best growth rate based on thorough calculations. It meant that I didn't take everything as easy as I do now. Of course, it was also because of the witch doctor's potential and previous life experiences that made it possible, but that doesn't justify it. Considering that unique abilities such as < Giraffe Cannon > and < Amcheon Yeongshik > were born out of light curiosity, it could be said that Damien’s current play is not satisfactory even to himself.

It was something I would never have tolerated if I was my past self.

If he had been a god of war, he would have stayed up all night to find out how to apply such skills, casting skills at a thousand-year-old giant rock, or personally confronting the entire clan that stabbed him in the back of his head, learning his own abilities.

King of Kings!

Damian now wasn’t the kind of nerd and stupid enough to find his problems in others or outsiders, though.

Because it was the innate instinct of a human named Demian to have such ambition.

Wasn’t he frowning while looking at the status window that other people might have been so satisfied with?

“Ah, you know me well. You stupid and incompetent disciple.”

“…?!”

Suddenly, a familiar voice began to flow from behind his head.