Closed Beta That Only I Played Chapter 296
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Everyone was amazed every time I took out an item.
But, obviously, I could not afford to waste time, so I quickly moved to the NPC after handing all the items to my father because I didn't need to distribute them myself.
Then I immediately opened my mouth.
"Activate God of Enhancement!"
[You have activated God of Enhancement.
-100% chance of successfully enhancing items.
-Enhancement target: +0 Tyrant Pyad's Cursed Bow.
-Additional requirements: Nil during the quest period.
-Cooldown on successful enhancement: Nil during the quest period.]
'This is great!'
I would never feel sick and tired of this message because aside from nil additional requirement, no generated cooldown was what I wanted the most.
Of course, even while uttering exclamations, I continued to activate God of Enhancement. In the end, I enhanced the legendary-grade Pyard's Bow to +15.
After that, I enhanced and managed to remove the equip restrictions on all the Rare Grade items, while enhancing the Legendary Grade and Precious Grade armor items.
Of course, I didn't forget to enhance the accessories I collected this time.
A little later, I wanted to check my status.
"Check status window."
So, I checked the status window with a bit of excitement as soon as I finished enhancing all the items. I also equipped all the accessories that I hadn't before, and fully donned myself with all the Rare to Legendary Grade items I could. So when I checked my status window, there could only be one reaction.
[...]
I could not help but be speechless because of the remarkable results.
Of course, I am normally much stronger than I am right now.
Even if I wore a full set of items enhanced to +15 Enhancement, this was a quest space where my items and skills were readjusted downward. However, I roughly knew the levels of my other party members, so I knew how fantastic my current power was after all these enhancements.
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Anyway, after finishing all the enhancements and confirming their results, I chatted with my family members including my father, then climbed onto the teleport zone next to the last shelter.
[These are the teleport zones connected to the Last Shelter.
: Teleport Zone 97]
"Move to Teleport Zone 97."
Of course, I could help my team hunt monsters. In fact, monsters continually appeared to siege the Last Shelter.
However, if I helped them hunt monsters here, I would take away their EXP, which would inevitably weaken my team. That's why those teams who had all their ten members defend the Last Shelter without exploring the plains suffered repeated failures because they could not sustain the defense with their low levels.
As a matter of fact, I already began to hear about such failures after just one day of the quest started.
Anyway, I started exploring again while continuing the level 1200 regular quest.
Five days have passed since the quest began.
There was no more Defense Team, Exploration Team, and Rest Team.
All the team members were divided into just the Defense Team and the Rest Team.
In the meantime, I kept exploring the plains.
"Let me block the monsters alone. So, just go and take a break!"
"Okay, Juyoung, thanks!"
Clearly, I should coordinate with the other nine members to block the monsters efficiently, but I could block them on my own, and easily at that.
So, I often gave the nine members of my team a six-hour break by subbing in for them every three hours.
"Apply magic arrows - Ice Arrow!"
[All arrows are changed to Ice Arrow.]
Shuuuuuung! Shunnnnnng! Shuuuuuung!
After I changed all arrows to Ice Arrow, I fired the arrows towards the monsters swarming the 12 o'clock, 4 o'clock, and 8 o'clock paths .
Of course, I didn't use any other skills.
I purposely acquired only passive skills such as Ice Arrow and Arrow Damage Increase, which were enough for my attacks because they maximized the effects of my items
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Puck! Puck! Puck! Puck!
"Kheeeeeeeek!"
"Khuuuuuuuuuk!"
Thud! Thud! Thud!
I kept firing the arrows at the monsters from a long distance and hit them accurately.
As a result, the monsters collapsed even without getting close to the shield that surrounded the Last Shelter.
"Oh my God…"
"Fantastic!"
"I can't believe this…"
"Wow!"
Everyone, including my family, who were watching me momentarily before logging out to take a break, had no choice but to admire my fantastic attack.
Of course, I could understand their reaction because I even thought my skills were a scam.
Anyway, after dispatching all the monsters that showed up, I glanced at the giant sign next to the Last Shelter.
[Level 1200 Regular Quest Scoreboard.
-Remaining teams: 3]
"Hmm. Who are they?"
At first, that scoreboard appeared when there were 50,000 teams remaining.
But the number kept going down as time passed by.
And now, there were only three teams left.
But even after another full day passed, the scoreboard still showed three teams remaining.
As a result, everybody was curious who the two teams other than the Myongjin team were.
But I wasn't worried because I was confident I could win first place.
Another two days passed.
To be honest, I didn't expect this quest would go on like this.
The effects of my items were not as impressive as before because the monsters were more powerful, and even though all my items were +15 enhancement, they were just Legendary Grade items. Of course, that didn't mean I was in a tough situation.
Obviously, the monsters endured my attacks a little longer, but I still showed an overwhelming power. In fact, the monsters never mounted a single successful attack on the shield covering the Last Shelter. What's more, there were 9 players besides me.
My father shouted, "Everyone, hang in there a little longer! The other two teams must be fighting fiercely as well!"
"Yeah!"
"Okay!"
Motivated by my father's encouragement, they defended the Last Shelter perfectly.
At that moment, a message rang.
[Only Team No.1 of the Myongjin Guild has survived.
-Congratulations. You have won first place in the level 1200 regular quest.]
"Uh?"
Obviously, there were three teams including our team on the scoreboard only a little while ago.
However, the three teams were suddenly changed to one, probably because the other two teams were eliminated at the same time. That meant our team had won first place in the level 1200 regular quest.
"Wow!"
"We have won first place!"
"Myongjin! Myongjin!"
"Juyoung Hong! Juyoung Hong!"
Achieving first place was always sweet, so they shouted for joy instantly.
Of course, I was also thrilled at the message.
I won first place most of the time, or more precisely, I was always the winner.
And then a couple of messages rang in succession.
[All members of Team No.1 of the Myongjin Guild will receive the following rewards.
- 1 billion golden rings per person.
- 700 remaining stat points per person.
- 20,000 coins per person.
- 1 remaining skill point per person.]
[Congratulations! You have won first place in the first level 1200 regular quest.
- You will receive double rewards this time only.]
"Wow! I received 1400 remaining stat points!"
"Look at the coins we got! 40,000 coins! 40,000!"
"Great! Two skill points!"
"I have always been wanting to learn this one skill, and now I can finally learn it!"
The first place reward was already enormous considering that this was a regular quest. And the moment it doubled, the rewards increased tremendously.
That's why they rose to their feet and cheered.
At that moment, another message rang only for me.
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