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

  There was a close connection between a normal practitioner of the divine Kingdom and his believers.


  It was possible for a similar thread of faith to be formed between them.


  However, it would not go deep into the souls of believers like the silver thread.


  And it was connected to the God itself at any time.


  Not to mention that this also involved the Mirage.


  The authority of the practitioners of God nations usually did not involve themselves in the ethereal plane.


  And this silver thread was pointing straight into the depths of the Mirage!


  The relationship between the ancient God trinas and the native sea tribe wasn't that simple.


  Roger continued to observe the physiological status of another group of native seafolk.


  It was precisely because of ancient God trinas.


  Only then could the native sea tribe coexist perfectly with the distorted matter.


The ancient God trinas (2)