The Max Level Hero Strikes Back Novels & Stories

HIGH PROBABILITY OF ORIGINATING FROM AN UPGRADED 'FITNESS FREAK SYSTEM'. << KEVIN'S NEW POWER POTENTIAL: 'SYNTHETIC BUFF LEVEL 3'. CAN DRAMATICALLY INCREASE STRENGTH AND RESISTANCE TO PHYSICAL ATTACKS. >> << KEVIN'S STRATEGIC GOAL: DOMINATE THE FOOD DISTRIBUTION NETWORK, ELIMINATE COMPETITORS, AND TURN THIS CITY INTO A 'FITNESS FREAK ARENA'. >> Bima’s eyes widened. Synthetic Buff Level 3? That was far worse than he had imagined. Kevin hadn't just returned; he had returned with power far more dangerous than before.

She needed to know exactly what she was working with after the disaster at the plaza. > PLAYER 001 STATUS:** > Rank: F [Awakened] > Health: 40% > Strength: 30 > Speed: 30 > Endurance: 5 > Agility: 10 > Player Points [PP]: 190 > Experience [EXP]:10 Her health was dangerously low from Hawkins’ devastating strike, and her points were nearly depleted, but the redistributed strength from her LUS reward was the only thing keeping her upright.

All ten of my fingers were covered in blood. Ean went into a frenzy, rushing forward to hold me. "Madeline, you did this on purpose, didn't you? This is all fake. You're just trying to scare me, right? Get up, get up! "I don't believe you just left like this, Madeline," he sobbed out the words while shaking me violently. "Hurry up, I won't blame you anymore. I won't punish you anymore! You don't need to apologize. Quick, get up! Talk to me, say something!" he screamed, his voice filled with desperation and fear.

In his headset, Max laughed breathlessly like he wasn’t one hit away from getting wiped. “Fuck,” Jamie snapped, grinning despite himself. “Why would you do this alone?” “It looked much smaller from a distance,” Max said, voice bright with adrenaline. “You’re insane.” “I prefer… valiant.” Somehow they did it. The last hit landed, the monster collapsed in a dramatic shower of sparkles and loot. Jamie’s shoulders sagged. Max whooped. “HELL YEAH!” “Was it really worth it?” “Yes,” Max said immediately. “Look at this loot.”

Adair said, “But with your strength…” James waved his hand to interrupt her and said, “If my strength can defeat a powerhouse at the Yuraeceon Daelm Rank's Ninth Tribulation, then I would not have to do this. “I tested Rebella just now. Even though I’ve got a new skeleton, I can only fight someone at the peak of the Yuraeceon Daelm Rank’s Eighth Tribulation’s lower grade. Even if I regain my Golden Body, the strongest I can take on is someone at the peak of the Yuraeceon Daelm Rank’s Eighth Tribulation. What will I do if we encounter another opponent at the Yuraeceon Daelm Rank’s Ninth Tribulation?”

It took him some time to fully register what had happened. He lifted his head, staring at Damian in utter disbelief. "You actually managed to withstand the might of my Layered Strike and injure me in the process as well?" Seeming completely unruffled, Damian looked back at him and said, "The Layered Strike consists of five waves of concealed energy, each one stronger than the one before. "I have to admit that it's a pretty unique technique—certainly a clever one. Even a grandmaster could get injured in a moment of carelessness. You've finally piqued a sliver of my interest."

“You have no background and no real ability. Even if I gave you the credit, could you handle it?” I held the glass of red wine in my hand, my knuckles turning white from how hard I was gripping it. Looking at that arrogant face of hers, I finally couldn’t hold back anymore. I walked up to her and splashed the wine straight into her face. Then, before she could react, I slapped her hard across the cheek. “Even if I had no ability, I’d still be better than a fraud like you who only knows how to steal other people’s work.” “How dare you hit me?”

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A few times later, I got a message, filled with threatening words. "If you don't come back, I'll stop giving you anymore money! Who would you be without me? Stop thinking so highly of yourself!" In response, I simply replied, "Go to hell!"

she said. She was threatening me. She knew the only way to hurt them was to hurt me. "I’m still not interested," I said again. She shook her head, hands raised up. "Give this little message to Alpha Lancaster when you meet, though. Tell him that the battle line has been drawn, and it will only pay him if he draws his best friend to himself now," she said. And with that, she turned around and strutted off, her perfume lingering in the air—the only telltale sign she had been here.