I Returned as an FFF-Class Witch Doctor - Chapter 4

Episode 4

[Demian]

Level: 1

Occupation: Witch Doctor

Affiliation: None

Tendency: -9999999999

Title: Atrocities

Stats: Strength 1 Stamina 1 Agility 1 Intelligence 1 Talent 1 Luck 1

….

“This X foot.”

Damian looked at the window that appeared in front of him and spat out curse words.

It was a strange status window.

At the same time as the limit is lifted by the system and a message to grant a class appears.

Before he knew it, his job had become one he had never heard of before, and Damian had no choice but to narrow his eyes involuntarily.

[Witch Doctor]

A witch doctor who possesses primitive power is one who is closest to the realm closest to ancient magic and curse death. Their identities are shrouded in mystery, and they are dangerous people who believe that death is rest.

Rating: Hidden

Description: Poison Curse Summon Bone Blood Corpse Spirit type spell. It is a sustained damage dealer that accumulates damage instead of a powerful attack.

[Ability]

Attack: ■□□□ □□□

Defense: ■□□□ □□□

Quickness: ■□□□ □□□

Magic: ■■■■■■■■■

Recovery: ■□□□ □□ □

Vitality: ■□□□ □□□

It was because it was a class with a bizarre name.

“What kind of bullshit is this?”

Damian frowned.

The stats were very spectacle.

A class in which magic power is solely based on magic power of magic power.

That said, it was like saying that there was nothing special about it, and at the same time, < special attack > was the mainstream.

In a word, it was a subclass.

Magical power is the opposite concept of resilience, and it was a stat that affects curses and debuffs.

That was the reason why Damian couldn’t smile despite being hidden.

Jobs like < Witch > or < Trap Hunter > where debuffs or debuffs were applied from behind were never to his liking.

Besides…

[Warning: You have committed a crime.]

[Warning: Alignment is very low.]

[Alignment: -9999999999.]

[Notice: Alignment penalty will be granted.]

“Ha.”

Damian had no choice but to turn his eyes white at the ensuing message.

It was because the numbers I had never seen before appeared in front of my eyes.

“…Does this make sense?”

Damian bit his lip as he looked at his propensity level.

It was funny.

Tendency –9999999999.

Roughly speaking, if the disposition decreases by 1 for each person killed, -9999999999 is a figure that can be obtained by killing about 1 billion people.

Moreover, this figure was a figure he had never seen before, even a 10-year-old gamer, and it was a figure that even the rare PK user < Kill People Well > could not achieve.

It was theoretically impossible.

For example, in order to achieve this level of propensity, it would be possible to kill all the users who exist in this AC.

“Isn’t it a bug?”

So, it was probably very natural for Damian to talk about bugs.

This was because it was as good as telling me not to play the game.

[Inclination Level Tip!]

The alignment level decreases when you do something that harms others, and increases when you defeat monsters or receive a pardon.

When the propensity becomes negative, it becomes chaotic and the pupils gradually turn red.

Chaotic users receive various penalties according to their inclination, and the penalty increases according to the negative value.

Killing an opponent who has activated PVP is recognized as self-defense and the propensity level does not decrease, but if not, it decreases by 1 per person.

[Penalty for your alignment]

– EXP drop upon death +500%

– Item drop upon death +500%

– Equipment destruction rate upon death +500%

– Automatic confinement upon arrest

– Safe zone protection removed

– To NPC when identity is discovered Attacked

….

“I’m going to go crazy.”

Damian cupped his forehead.

It was a terrifying penalty.

500% experience loss upon death.

500% item drop.

500% equipment destruction chance.

In addition, detention in the concentration camp and safety zone protection were deleted.

Of course, I was warned that if I died once, I would die for real due to the crappy system.

Damien’s current perception could be on the same level as a traitor or a demon king who sold out his country.

It was said that the enemy was everywhere.

Everyone becomes enemies the moment they are caught, regardless of users or NPCs.

Perhaps his goal, < Descent of the Demon King >, had already been accomplished.

But…

‘I can’t collapse from here.’

Crunchy!

Damian gritted it.

I couldn’t give up.

No matter how much I didn’t play the game, I would die and I had to take care of my life right away.

As long as he returned to 10 years ago through an opportunity of endless struggle, he could not just wait to die.

It was because Ma Jin-seong was not weak enough to get frustrated and collapse over something like this.

“Try it somewhere. You fucking bastards.”

Dduduk!

Before long, Damian’s fists let out an eerie sound.

* * *

“You must be a newly descended adventurer from the other world. Come on, oh… Huh?”

“hello.”

When Damian spoke, the village chief Elmoore widened his eyes.

He was a strange adventurer.

Judging by his outfit, he was definitely an adventurer (= user) from another world who had just arrived.

Unlike the many adventurers he had seen, Damian had a peculiar corner somewhere.

“Why did you put the bread bag on your head?”

“It’s cool.”

“How cool?”

“yes.”

‘…Are you a crazy bastard?’

In other words, Damian had pierced two holes in a bag of bread that might have been rolled around in a garbage dump, and was walking around Dunbarton wearing it like a helmet.

“Hum hum! Well… if that’s your taste, there’s nothing I can’t respect.”

Elmoore struggled to clear his throat at the sight of Damian.

He must have been insane.

Yes, let’s say that you can make a hundred concessions and cover the bread bag enough.

But is it just because it’s cool and not for any other reason?

Elmoore wondered if the reason Damien’s first impression was ominous was because of his bizarre fashion sense.

Without knowing the slightest bit that it was because of the tendency of -9999999999.

“As you know, this Whispering Isle is full of mutant new chicks. It’s to the extent that there are no barns left due to their raids every year. He has a dirty personality and will be very troublesome.”

“I know.”

“So that’s what I’m saying… Can you catch ten new chicks near the village? If you do, I will give you things that will be quite useful in my place.”

“If it’s going to be useful…”

“These are very useful things for you who are naked.”

Tring!

And the quest window appeared in front of Damian’s eyes.

* * *

[Catch the new chick!]

You, who have just descended to the Arsia continent, defeat the new chick on Whispering Island and protect the barn in Dunbarton!

Classification: Tutorial

Description: Kill 10 new chicks and collect 10 yellow feathers.

Progression rate: 0% (0/10)

Reward: Elmoore’s Beginner’s Set

Precautions: Be very careful not to be lynched by new chicks.

“It’s been a really long time.”

Damian was deeply moved while watching < Catch the Newborn Chick! >.

It was only 10 years.

Village chief Elmoore’s quest.

This quest could be said to be a kind of tutorial quest for AC users to understand and master the mechanics of AC while equipping them with the most basic equipment.

It was a quest that had to be completed.

In order to move from this Whispering Island to the main continent, Elmoore’s recommendation was essential.

It was for that very reason that Damien pulled the bread bag over.

“ha. Hyeonta is coming, really.”

Damian sighed as he looked up at his bread bag.

It was unavoidable.

Although he was treated as a psychopath, he was able to safely receive the quest and was able to freely roam the town with just this piece of paper.

Of course, if it wasn’t for his skillful speech and gestures, he would have been destroyed right away, but this deceased person in his 10th year of life was doing what was almost impossible.

In other words, he was able to trick Elmoore, the seasoned mayor of Dunbarton, with just a bag of bread without any magic or items.

– Zz Iljin Seonghun zZ: Looking for someone to catch a new chick with me @@@@@

– Konoka-chan Daisuki: Hehehe—!!!! Newborn chick Kowaidesu—!!!

– Macree: Come out and look at me, you bastards ㅡㅡ

– Tangle Accounting: What did you just say? do you want to die

– Welcome to Yongjeu: When you come, the whole group (1/3)@@@@@@@@@@@

– Head of Paru: How is the party going?

– Ganghogu V : Press Alt+f4 to turn on ㅇㅇ

“It’s shit.”

Damian hung out his tongue as he watched the crowds at the entrance of the village.

There was no other road to hell.

Cumulative number of gamers 1012492929. A game that will become a monster company with a market capitalization of over 3,000 trillion in the future.

It’s only been a day since AC’s open beta started, but the number of users showed no signs of slowing down.

It was a scene that seemed to re-prove the data of the previous life.

If the connection is even a little late.

If only he hadn’t purchased a product that was shipped the same day from Sinsa-dong.

Damian was also boasting a huge number of people, so he might have been among the crowd.

“I have to run diligently. Before Mr. Monster dries.”

Damian left the front door and headed for the fenced path.

I just had to go outside.

It was familiar to Damian who had already been through it once, but what was happening now was just medicine.

The AC was just beginning its quiet stretch, and it was soon to become a massive storm that would cover the entire world.

It was the so-called wave of innovation.

As Windows and smartphones have historically done, the world will face another upheaval with the advent of Evertale’s capsule and AC.

“You can’t fall behind.”

Of course, Damian had no intention of lagging behind.

* * *

“Heh heh heh.”

Damian headed for the mountain located behind the village.

It was where he was first summoned.

At first, I thought I had fallen to a not-so-good place, not the Whispering Island.

No way, even Damian, who was 10 years old, did not know that it was a back mountain.

It was because no one, including him, was interested in the mountain behind the village located at the end of the island.

‘It’s rather a good thing.’

Damian was lost in thought as he climbed the mountain. It was a tougher mountain than expected.

It was an inconspicuous and desolate field that even the one who had rotted because he had not been able to stand out.

Although it was worse than the clearing outside the village, Damian thought there was no better hunting ground.

For him with the -9999999999 tendency to hunt near the village, it was literally an act of suicide.

“Skill window.”

Tring!

As Damian muttered lowly, a skill window appeared in front of him.

It was to see what the Witch Doctor’s skills were.

No matter how much his ability is, he is a character whose magic power is inconsistent, but his name is still hidden.

Hidden jobs called < Easter Eggs > or < Irregular > always left a strong impact whenever they appeared.

That was the reason why Hidden was out of the question in AC, where normal-advanced-rare-heroic-legendary-mythic classes exist.

Considering that the class performance table of AC such as hunting, raiding, and siege is divided into F—E—D—C—B—A—S, the hidden class could have been FFF or SSS.

Of course, the fact that he couldn’t party with anyone, and the fact that he had MAX magic power, the flower of party hunting, didn’t help at all.

[Skill]

– Toxic dart

– Soul return (locked)

– Bloodlust (locked)

– Corrupting Potion (locked)

– Voodoo doll (locked)

– Zombify (locked)

….

“Mmm.”

Damian scratched his chin while checking the list of skills.

Most of them were disabled skills.

Unlike normal beginners below level 10 who use 2-3 skills.

The Witch Doctor was able to learn all skills after level 10 except for < Shooting a poison dart >, and the effect of the skill could not be confirmed.

If it was hardcore, it was hardcore.

However…

‘Shooting a poison needle is a dealing machine. Corpse Codex Summon. Bloodlust is a buff. Corruption potion is a debuff.’

Damian checked the grayed-out skill names and roughly guessed what kind of effect they had.

If you pretend, you pretend.

Even if there could be skills he didn’t know, he knew better than anyone how skills were classified.

His insight could be said to be his most outstanding strength and his long-standing experience.

The scary thing about Damian was that.

‘It doesn’t matter whether you have one skill or two. It doesn’t matter how effective it is. In that respect, the main skill being long range is a plus factor. If it has poison damage (= poison damage), the hunting speed will not be delayed

.

smile!

Before long, the corners of Damian’s mouth drew a faint arc.