The Key In 10 Years

"Roger, the Lord’s Mansion is offering a reward for the corpse demon, do you want to pick it up together?" 
"No, I'm not very strong, so I won't take risks." 
"Roger, we still have one spot for the southern mine, would you like to come?"
 "Maybe next time..." 
"Roger, Roger... Nevermind, forget that I’ve asked." 
Ten years later. 
[You killed 1 Explosive Magic Frog, killing 164250 Explosive Magic Frogs in total] 
[Your magic resistance is increased to 100%] 
Roger, who was at the pool, rubbed his sore waist and said to himself, "Finally... I seem to have become a little stronger." 
... 
This was a fantasy wasteland world that had been radiated by nineteenth circle spells. Roger had been teleported with the profession model of "Hermit Ranger". He had only one wish: Before the real catastrophe broke out, he aimed to become a stronger every single day.

Dragon Boat Translation

I'm Really Not Targeting the Mages

DragonBoatTrans

  A twisted black mist appeared around abulo's eye.


  A strange pattern similar to the mark on little Yura's thigh appeared.


  He could also hear the wails of ghosts and howls of wolves coming from the black mist.


  It was the cry of thousands of resentful souls.


  Abulo's eye was currently in an unstable state.


  From the moment young Yura's brain had been cut off by Roger's "finger of wisdom ".


  The abyssal divine weapon emitted a rather intense energy fluctuation!


  At times, it was as intense as a landslide.


  At times, it was like the ebbing tide.


  Little Yura died on the spot because she couldn't withstand the spell's backlash.


  Abulo's eye wasn't having a good time either!


  It was because the spells cast by little Yura had the effect of a forbidden spell.


  It was also the main medium for casting spells.


Blade storm _1