Zongman: Don't move, Aisi, your family still owes me money

Or, refine some props.

Not long ago, the Goliath I just killed dropped some pretty good items.

Because of this, Merlin planned to start refining immediately.

The reason was simple, he sensed a hint of danger.

Ever since he killed the minotaur and saved the Jian Yu Lei clan, Merlin has always felt that someone is watching him.

But he wanted to find the other person, but he couldn't find any trace of him.

For a moment, he even wondered if it was his own illusion.

But now, regardless of whether it was an illusion or not, he had to strengthen his strength again in the maze.

A common man is not guilty of carrying a jade.

Now he used the magic cannon to save Borus and others.

Then it is inevitable that there is no guarantee that Porus and others will not have other ideas.

Even if Porus didn't have that idea, there was no guarantee that others didn't.

There is no impenetrable wall in the world.

Merlin would never entrust his life to someone else.

Although this group of people did not see him using the magic cannon.

But the existence of the magic cannon was exposed only a matter of time.

Eighteenth floor.

Rivera town.

It is the safe zone in the middle level of the maze.

The manager of this town, the nominal owner, is Porus, whom Merlin rescued not long ago.

Inside the tavern.

"Ahahaha, Brother Merlin, drink, drink."

2.7 “This place is entirely my treat.”

"You saved me and our lives, so you are my benefactor."

"Anyone who dares to oppose you on the 18th floor will be against me. I, Borus, will definitely..."

Porus raised his wine glass with his uninjured left hand and enthusiastically invited Merlin sitting opposite him to drink.

Facing the extremely enthusiastic Porus, Merlin said lightly.

"Not a cent less."

"what!"

Borus froze in place, looking embarrassed.

After hesitating for a moment, Porus leaned close to Merlin's ear and spoke in a low voice.

"Um...Brother Merlin, can't you...take a little less?"

"I'm a little short on money lately, can you give me a little less?"

Looking at Napoleon's flattering smile.

Merlin smiled slightly.

"no.".

Chapter 57: The Innocent Man is Guilty of Possessing a Treasure

Seventeenth floor.

After the fierce battle, the seventeenth floor returned to its former tranquility.

Only the pits and cracks on the ground, and the broken walls and ceiling, recorded the battle that took place not long ago.

And in the center of the seventeenth floor, a tall figure stood there, looking up carefully at the huge hole in the ceiling.

"Chichi."

Even as Ota watched, the sparks in the pit were still burning.

"This flame has a magical aura..."

"And that noise earlier..."

Ota frowned, with some doubts flashing in his eyes.

He had been following Merlin all the way.

When he approached the seventeenth floor, he also felt the huge vibration, which was obviously caused by the floor master Goliath.

In other words, the Merlin he was following might have encountered Goliath.

Although Goliath was just a creature that he could easily kill, it was an extremely dangerous monster to adventurers below level one.

No matter how powerful Merlin was, it would be impossible for him to defeat the potential threat, LV4 Floor Lord Goliath.

Considering that Merlin and others will retreat back to the 16th floor soon.

So Ota retreated some distance to the sixteenth floor in advance, so as to ensure that he could hide as soon as Merlin and others retreated.

Because when he was tracking him before, Ota noticed that this black-haired young man named Merlin had a very keen intuition.

From time to time, he would check his surroundings, as if he felt he was being followed.

Because of this, Ota had to increase the tracking distance.

However, now, his judgment has resulted in a fatal mistake.

"This attack, isn't it Lin?"

"No, it's impossible."

Ota immediately denied the speculation that had just come up.

The reason was simple. Judging from what he had just observed at the scene, the person who killed Goliath was definitely a Level 5 adventurer.

Even if not, he should be a powerful magician with power comparable to that of LV5 level.

"In other words, Lin was involved in a battle between other adventurer teams?"

"And then... went to the eighteenth floor?"

After analyzing the situation, Ota thought for a moment and walked in the direction he came from.

Because there was no point in him continuing to follow.

If the other party reaches the eighteenth floor, he will naturally stop to rest.

And if it turns around, it might just go back to the ground, so there's no need to keep tracking it.

"Based on the previous situation, the adventurer Merlin's strength is probably at the peak of LV3, or even close to LV4."

"This is truly astonishing. His ability should only be at level 1, so how could he unleash such power?"

Even as the strongest adventurer in Orario now, Ota still couldn't understand how a weak person could be so powerful.

In his opinion, a strong person is one who is strong in himself.

However, that Merlin seemed to appear just to break his cognition.

It's clear from his ability value that his own strength is probably only at the medium level of LV1.

But the power displayed has already far surpassed this level.

"Maybe I should ask..."

Ota said, turning and leaving.

……

Eighteenth floor, Rivera Town.

In a room.

Several men who had survived on the seventeenth floor were gathered together to discuss what had happened not long ago.

"Haha, seriously, you don't understand. The situation was extremely dangerous. If it weren't for Boss Borus finding a helper, we might all be doomed."

"That Goliath's attack was terrifying. With one punch, I saw the man in front of me get smashed into a pulp."

"Speaking of which, before Goliath died, I saw a terrifying magical beam. It was that beam-like attack that killed Goliath instantly."

"That magic beam? Magic? So the person who saved you was a magician?"

"Oh, so that's the black-haired young man that Boss Borus brought back? His name is Mei...Merlin?"

For a moment, the subject of everyone's discussion changed from Goliath to Merlin who suddenly appeared.

Of course, the most discussed topic is Merlin's strength and the magic he cast that killed Goliath instantly.

"Damn it! When can I become an adventurer who can kill Goliath with a single blow?"

One of the scarred men took a big gulp of wine and said in a depressed tone.

Just as he finished speaking, a thin man wearing a gray hat sitting in the corner raised his hand.

"Well... Actually, I saw it before. That guy seemed to be using some kind of weapon."

"That beam of light was emitted from that thing that looked like a big metal barrel."

The man said cautiously.

After he finished speaking, a look of ecstasy appeared on the scarred man's face.

"What, are you serious?"

"That guy named Merlin didn't use magic, but some kind of prop to unleash that amazing attack?"

The man with the scar walked forward, grabbed the thin man and questioned him.

"Oh yes, that's what I remember. Actually, my eyes are very good."

The thin man pointed to his eyes and replied.

"Oh, that's great."

"So that's how it is. Merlin actually borrowed some tools to be able to unleash that kind of attack."

"I knew it. How could a guy as thin as a bamboo pole and without any strength possibly unleash magic comparable to that of a 5th level magician?"

The scarred man clenched his fists excitedly and looked at the people around him. 983 "How about it, brothers, do you want to do something big with me?"

"You know, that's a tool that can unleash attacks comparable to those of a LV5 adventurer."

"If we can get hold of such a tool, then we can control the eighteenth floor."

"We don't have to worry about Borus's face anymore!"

"By then, the eighteenth floor will be our kingdom!"

"And don't you think it's a waste to give such a powerful item to such a low-level rookie adventurer?"

Following the scarred man's instigation, everyone present was completely moved.

Because of the props, everyone present can use them.

If they could monopolize that item, they would immediately possess the strength comparable to that of a first-level adventurer, and it would not be impossible for them to even join the strongest clan.

When they thought of this, everyone present was excited and naturally agreed to join the Scar Man's plan immediately.

Of course, everyone present tacitly avoided one question.

That is, there is only one prop, and who holds it in the end?

Naturally, this question should be considered after the props are obtained.

Just as the scarred man and his companions were discussing the details of the plan, the thin man who had spoken earlier disappeared without a trace.

Now, everyone was completely overwhelmed with passion and no longer cared about this matter.