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nI began to tremble in excitement of the impending fight. I wondered if I could take out the regular archer and soldier with one hit, too.

nI sprinted towards the orcs.

nThere were eight orcs in all: two regular orc archers, one regular orc soldier, three orc archer stragglers, and two orc soldier stragglers. They must have sensed me coming towards them and turned to look at me.

nThe two regular archers nocked their arrows, drew back their bows and fired.

nThe small, wooden arrows were the first to greet me. The crude arrows made a beeline towards me but I reached out with my left arm and swatted them away. They hit the stone floor impotently.

n“Heh.”

nIf those arrows were fired at full strength, I would have been forced to a stop or at least felt a repelling force and taken damage. These arrows, however, only felt as strong as a puppy’s playful bite.

nThat just meant that I didn’t receive any damage whatsoever and made me laugh at the absurdity of it.

nBefore the orc archers could reload their bows, I quickly moved in front of the regular orc soldier.

nThe regular orc soldier had a somewhat decent looking sword, obviously better than that metal skewer the weak soldiers carried. The orc raised his sword over his head as I moved in front of him and slashed at my head.

nAt the same moment, I leapt up from the ground and crashed my right knee into the orc’s face.

nMy knee came into contact with the orc’s face at full momentum, and the orc’s head split open with a sickening crack.

nThe full inertia behind my knee kick caused maximum damage.

nAnother orc appeared behind the collapsing body and stabbed at my chest.

nLaughably more afraid of the tetanus than the damage the sword would inflict on me, I jumped back two paces.

nThe orc stabbed into thin air, leaving him in an awkward position, and I charged back at him.

nIf I were fighting against higher leveled monsters or beasts or even magic, I would have taken a different approach. But, as this was one of the lower level dungeons, the monsters here had a long enough delay after they missed an attack.

nWhile the orc just stood there awkwardly, I closed the gap between us and threw my elbow into his face.

nThe orc soldier crumpled onto the floor at the hit. A stronger regular orc soldier still couldn’t take one hit!

nThere wasn’t anything spectacular after that. I flicked away at second set of arrows like annoying flies with my wrist.

nI finished off the orc archer stragglers and soldier stragglers like I did the two regular orc soldiers.

nIt took less than thirty seconds to wipe the floor with six orcs. All that were left were the two regular orc archers.

nThe two orc archers could do nothing but fire arrows and did so relentlessly, but could not stop my advancing.

nOne punch and a kick were enough to wipe them both out.

nYou have leveled up.

nI heard the congratulatory ring of the level-up message.

n“Have I always had an innate ability in melee combat? Was being a fire mage in my past life a mistake?”

nAfter the successful fight, my mind began to wander.

nThe first floor of Bukhan Mountain dungeon was for levels 0~50 and the second was for levels 50-100 to hunt. Right now, I had 1235 points in each of my stats.

nBy STR alone, I was considered level 123.5!

nIf I were level 100, I would have a total of 1000 stat points. I would have to evenly allocate those points into STR, VIT, and AGI, which would come out to barely 350 each.

nBut I had 1235 points in each stat, so it was obvious that I would do this well right now.

n“That’s right. I shouldn’t regret anything now. This is the obvious result. Huh?”

nWhile I was gathering my thoughts, I noticed that among the fading bodies, an item had appeared instead of a golden ring.

n“Oh. It’s VIT recovery item.”

nIt was an item that I used frequently in the past.

n“Item check!”

nLow-grade Health Potion (1 count)

nRecovers 10,000 points of Health over 60 seconds upon use.

n“This was useful to me in the past, but now it doesn’t seem that great.”

nRight now, my HP was over six hundred thousand points. Since it restored 10k points over 60 seconds, that meant it was only 170 points per second. It wasn’t wrong to say that 10000 HP was a small amount to me now…

nOn average, devas that hunted here would have their VIT at around 200-300. Their HP would be around 100k to 150k and at that level, a low-grade potion would be one of the most important items. It was even more important if one were to solo play without a healer.

n“Well, there’s nothing better than this when you’re thirsty.”

nI picked up the potion and made my way towards the third floor entrance.

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nI confirmed that the rest of the orcs on the second floor fell to one hit. It wasn’t bad, as I was leveling up more with the hunting I did on the second floor, but I still had to quickly get to the boss room.

nI felt that in my condition, I could easily face the boss on my own.

nThe sounds of crushed orcs followed me as I continued nonstop towards the third floor entrance.

nI didn’t go out of my way to look for more orcs, but I did not spare any of them that got in my way. I only stopped to pick up the golden rings the orc soldiers dropped.

nYou have leveled up.

n“Huh?”

nAnother different item appeared in place of a golden ring.

n“Oh. It’s a weapon!”

nIt wasn’t a common item like the low-grade potion, but a weapon!

n“Item check!”

nOrc soldier’s crude sword (1 count)

nA sword used by orc soldiers. Made of low quality iron, it isn’t very durable and craftsmanship is poor.

nDecreases attack speed by 10%

nPenetration increase by 3

nIncrease STR by 10

nDurability 17

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nWeapon damage: 100

n“Heheheh!” I actually welcomed the sight of the weapon.

nThis weapon was so bad that not even beginners bothered to use it.

nThe bad part about the weapon was the low durability and its quick decay rate. Even if you repaired it, the repair cost would outweigh the overall value of the weapon, it was that bad.

nBeginners that would pick up the orc’s weapon would use it until it broke and tossed it.

nIt was sellable in the marketplace, but could only be sold at 20 golden rings per 1 durability point.

nThe sword I just picked up had a durability of 17, meaning I could sell it to another deva for 340 golden rings.

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