Most of the elder council was made out of old guys who weren’t venerers and were just members of families with rich heritage.If there was anything common among the elders, it would be that all of them had sentient weapons.The 100 elders of the council would meet monthly in the underground floor of the bureau headquarters to discuss important events.However, in the past month or so, they had been meeting every single day to mainly talk about Levyn Lordemon.“Who is this guy exactly?”“Our data says he’s Phil Gabriel who was only as strong as a B-ranked Venerer, but he calls himself Levyn Lordemon.”“Not only did he defeat the Sky King, he also defeated the Fish King and his entire kingdom.”“This man might come to our kingdom next. We must be well prepared.”“We’ve already informed the Three Kings, so we only need to worry about making other arrangements for the worst case scenario.”“Worst case? What would that be?”“Levyn joined hands with the Vampire King. And then there’s anothe

One would be required to have entered many D-rank dungeons and made it out alive for them to be considered as a master D-ranker, who would then be eligible to get upgraded into a C-rank venerer.And then the C-ranker would no longer be allowed to raid D-rank dungeons.However, if one didn’t want to upgrade into a C-ranker, then they could still raid the D-rank dungeons as veteran D-rankers and Ace D-rankers forever as long as they didn’t enter the higher-level dungeons.Especially on the Ace Rankers, no time limit was put because their success rate was too high.In general, rankers above the level of the dungeon who had entered higher-level dungeons wouldn’t be allowed to enter because it would likely cause a dungeon break, or so was the excuse given by bureau so that high-ranked venerers wouldn’t just clear all the low-level dungeons and leave nothing to those who were just starting their career as a venerer.But right now, Myles had been entering D, C, and B-rank dungeons one after

Levyn was walking through the Supreme Market in Union city, where products from all around the world were sold. Levyn stopped by a sculpture shop. It was an open shop with many different sculptures placed in the open for view, both man and beast. “Which one do you want to buy, sir?” the shopkeeper asked. “I want you to make my sculpture,” Levyn said, “and I want it to be bigger than every other sculpture here. You should place it in a spot where it’ll receive the most attention in the city as it should, since it’s my image. And I’m the god of this world now.” “What are you talking about?” the shopkeeper sniffed the air. “Did you come here after drinking early in the morning? You should leave.” “I want you to pray to my statue after you make it,” Levyn added, looking into the shopkeeper’s eyes, “and I want everyone in this city, no, everyone in the world to bow before my statue and pray to it as well. Since I stepped into this city yesterday, I’ll announce that day of every year as

“It’d be a pity to kill someone as strong as you,” Levyn smirked while still holding Rosie up by her throat, “especially because our bodies know each other. So, what do you say? If you act obedient to me, I’ll let you live.”Suddenly, a water sphere formed around both Levyn and Rosie. And the water sphere split into two water spheres and separated both of them.Maria made entrance and released her daughter from the water sphere but then started making the other water sphere boil, so as to literally boil Levyn to death.A normal person would have easily died, but Levyn was smiling. He formed gills on his shoulders and was able to breathe in the water sphere.“Mom, let’s fight together. We can defeat him!” Rosie said. “He’s mentally sick. We need to give him some kind of treatment, or he’ll destroy this city.”“I don’t think he’s mentally sick,” Maria said, grabbing her daughter’s arm. “But he’s not someone I can say I can confidently defeat.” She formed a water tunnel through the air a

A boat approached the bagel-shaped dungeon, as peddled by Myles from one end. He was asked to do the job if he wanted an oxygen tank, so he couldn’t refuse them.The lake was not a small one. Because of the plastic bags and all kinds of garbage floating around, pedaling the boat proved all the harder. However, Myles didn’t complain. He patiently steered the boat and left the eight men surprised. The team’s porter especially was wide-eyed by seeing how expertly Myles was steering the boat without messing up the garbage all around.“Where did you learn this technique?” the porter, who was a somewhat fat but handsome man asked. “You’re doing it so smoothly without stopping. That requires both stamina as well as lots of practice.”“I used to often travel on boats in my past life,” Myles replied casually.All the men except the porter laughed out saying that Myles had a good sense of humor.“If you don’t want to tell us, it’s okay,” the porter shrugged and minded his business.Soon, the bo