Tagasulat

While others are trying to control the mana within them, Vi, on the other hand, is controlling the huge pool of mana in the world he is in. As a level 1 player who can't level up, he resorts to other methods to become the strongest.

Can't tame monsters and summon spiritual beings? No problem, he can use his own blood to create summons.

Can't wield weapons made by metals and renowned blacksmiths? No problem, he can use his own bones as his weapons.

Can't use elemental powers through mana? No problem, he can use his own shadow to cast magic.

Can't execute enough physical power with his level 1 body? No problem, he can transform and bring out unparalleled strength.

Can't use illusions and other mental attacks? No problem, he can do all of it with his hair.

And thus, Vi becomes a king different from everyone. A king who without an army or kingdom, but a king who alone defeated everyone obstructing his path.

The Player Who Can't Level UP

Rexel couldn't take it anymore, he gritted his teeth and spoke coldly. Then he charged forward to punish Vi for his arrogance. He didn't even summon his weapon or anything as he believed that his fist alone was more than enough to beat up that weakling into a pulp.

"You brought this upon yourself," On the other hand, the other four young men grinned widely, seeing Rexel rushing toward the other party. They were all confident that Vi would suffer his doom at the hands of their friend.

It didn't take long before Rexel finally arrived just in front of Vi. However, seeing that this guy still had his face painted with nonchalance, he couldn't help but clench his hand into a fist and put all his strength into it. He really wondered if this guy could still wear that nonchalant face after he received his fist.

Fear And Resentment