Recoil Gloves
"Salty Pig Hand: Male Ketocongestion is Right Beside Me!"
"Corresponding title: Ruthless Butt Destroyer (The buttocks of all humanoid creatures are your weak points)"
"Warning: 15 seconds remaining until the Qilin Arm' goes out of control."
Looking at the countdown on the data bar.
And the Red-Robed Mage who was struggling as he was having his buttocks pinched.
Roger reacted extremely quickly.
A ferocious smile quickly spread across his face, and he said in a gruff voice, "The little bald guy is quite chubby!"
"Hahaha..."
The next second.
The Red-Robed Mage immediately fainted.
The bald men on the nearby pillars were also terrified by this scene.
Wait until the effects of the Qilin Arm going out of control end.
Roger then pulled his hand off the other man's buttocks.
Looking at that bloody hand.
A thoughtful expression appeared on his face.
Next step.
Roger did not shut down the Qilin Arm.
And so they moved on to the next Red-Robed Mage.
The night remained silent.
Occasionally, a few wolf-like screams could be heard from the stone pillar forest.
But it came to an abrupt end very quickly.
Time passed by, second by second.
40 minutes later.
They took down the last Sunlight Jellyfish.
Roger closed the Qilin Arm with satisfaction.
On the data panel.
"You have killed 1 Sunlight Jellyfish Sunlight Jellyfish, bringing your total to 49."
You have gained 3 XP points.
"Your Quick Resurrection count +1 (49)"
Under the tyrannical power of the Qilin Arm.
Most of the bald men were very cooperative.
Only one of them remained defiant and refused to deliver the goods, even at the cost of his life.
Unable to obtain the Sunlight Jellyfish, Roger had no choice but to send it to Hell.
And in this process.
He gradually figured out the pattern of the loss of control of the Qilin Arm!
As it stands now.
Once out of control, the Qilin Arm will only do two things.
The first thing.
If there are people nearby.
The Qilin Arm will viciously grab at the fleshiest part of its body!
And once they grab it, they won't let go.
I don't know what's wrong with me.
With the blessing of Extraordinary Strength.
The gripping power of the Qilin Arm is terrifying.
Those who get caught can only hope for the best.
After discovering this characteristic.
Roger began to feel fortunate that Jean had left early.
Otherwise, his lifelong reputation would be ruined.
The second thing.
That is when there is no one around.
The Qilin Arm will transform into a pile driver.
He kept pounding the ground.
This situation poses a relatively low risk.
Roger himself will suffer some injury.
At most, it'll just be another hole in the ground.
However, the sight of his Qilin Arm pounding the ground was still quite spectacular.
Roger couldn't help but think of Woodpecker.
After figuring out the pattern of the Qilin Arm going out of control.
Roger would then have a better way to control it.
One aspect is controlling the activation time of the Qilin Arm.
As long as you don't leave it on for extended periods or overuse it.
The possibility of it getting out of control is actually very low.
On the other hand, it depends on how well you can adapt to the situation.
The moment the Qilin Arm went out of control.
Roger could immediately run to a deserted corner.
Be a quiet and elegant young man who drives piles.
After emptying the stock of these bald men.
Roger knocked them unconscious and then untied them.
Then they quietly left.
That night.
He headed west.
The camp of the Red-Robed Mage was discovered in the western part of the ruins.
To be honest.
The first glance at that camp.
Roger was stunned.
It was a flat and open river valley.
The valley is flanked by low mountains and steep cliffs.
Two or three crystal-clear streams flow through it.
Even at night.
The valley was still brightly lit.
One by one, the numb-looking slaves, under the instructions of the Red Robe Foreman, disappeared into the Primitive Forest to the north.
Large quantities of timber were transported from the edge of the forest.
Water source station.
Logging yard.
Mining site.
Slave workshops.
Temporary camp.
Mobile tents for supplying rations.
Wall.
Defending ditches.
The entrance to the Underground City.
Hot air balloon observation post.
Numerous buildings are springing up!
This is hardly a temporary camp.
It's clearly a colonial town from the Quinan Star!...
Hint: You have discovered Blood Drop Town.
Using "Advanced Stealth".
Roger evaded the lookout balloon's detection.
They slowly made their way towards Blood Drop Town.
But outside the town.
He then encountered several more layers of well-designed defensive barriers.
fortunately.
Roger still possesses the magic sword left behind by his old friend Yu Song.
In a secluded corner.
He swung his sword and pierced the barrier.
They successfully crawled inside.
The next few days.
Roger mingled in Blood Drop Town.
They were trying to find out the details of the Red Robe Mage Organization.
About this organization.
Roger had some recollection of it.
The Red-Robed Mage was known for his evil and ruthless nature.
The organization's middle ranks abducted large numbers of people from various places.
They were sent to the "Red Robe Newcomer Training Camp".
The instructors in the training camp are all top-notch PUA masters and serial killers.
Newcomers to the training camp have all their body hair shaved off.
They were also indoctrinated with contradictory and absurd ideas such as "not having hair can intimidate opponents" and "only the strong in the Red Robe organization deserve to grow hair, while the weak can only be bald."
These concepts were reportedly designed and overseen by Vilan himself.
From the perspective of brainwashing effect.
That is indeed excellent.
After brainwashing comes real combat.
Newcomers in each training camp must compete against each other to advance.
in this case.
Out of 10 newcomers.
Only a maximum of three people can graduate from the training camp.
Many Red-Robed Mage developed hidden ailments during their training camp.
Therefore, within this organization.
Taking revenge on the instructor after graduation is something that is tacitly approved and encouraged.
It is said that Vilan believed this.
This is part of implementing the principles of combat.
Even more evil is yet to come.
After experiencing the hardships of training camp life.
Each new Red Robe will face their own graduation mission.
Only by completing it.
Only then can they truly leave the training camp.
All Red Robes have the same graduation quest:
Option A: Kill 10 unarmed innocent people and cut off their noses to give to the instructor.
Option B: Kill 30 old people or children and cut off their hands to give to the instructor.
Option C: Kill the three pregnant women and personally remove the stillborn fetuses to deliver to the instructor.
It's not hard to deduce this from the instructors' collections.
Most of the red robes were chosen from options B or C.
For many red robes.
It might have been out of necessity at first.
Later, I gradually became numb to it.
For newly graduated red robes
After experiencing so many terrible things.
They remained just the lowest-ranking "errand boys" in the organization.
Only by constantly working for higher-ups.
Only then can they earn a meager contribution point.
These contributions are more than enough to make a living.
But rapid promotion is difficult.
In order to learn more spells.
They must do more things against their conscience.
Under this distorted design.
The vast majority of red robes fell into the abyss of sin.
There is no redemption in this life.
all in all.
This is a monstrous organization created by Vilan to satisfy his own interests.
in this case.
The red robe is inherently evil.
Every bald man's hands were stained with the blood of innocent people.
at the same time.
The red robe is also powerful.
All the Red-Robed Mage were proficient in melee combat, daggers, and crossbows.
Most of the men in red robes were as strong as warriors.
Their mastery of magic was also severely unbalanced—
Everything is designed solely for practical application.
Theoretical research is almost nonexistent.
This gives Red-Robed Mage a significant advantage when facing opponents of the same level.
The group of red-robed men Roger had encountered earlier were the lowest-ranking servants.
So cleaning it up was relatively easy.
If the level were a little higher.
He also needs to be on his toes!
Over the course of a few days.
Roger had gained a general understanding of Blood Drop Town.
More than 2,000 Red-Robed Mage are active here.
Two-thirds of them were menial laborers.
There are around 20 Extraordinary Mage.
However, the whereabouts of more than half of them are currently unknown.
besides.
There are also about 8,000 slaves active near Blood Drop Town.
In the eyes of the Red Robe Foreman.
These slaves weren't even considered human.
They can only be considered livestock.
However, perhaps it was because they lacked a stable source of slaves when they first arrived on Mi Star.
The overseers did not kill the slaves when they were whipping them.
The food provided was enough to fill them up to about half full.
in this case.
The construction of Blood Drop Town has accelerated even further.
More and more facilities are springing up.
The red-robed servants' activity range also expanded.
This is a good thing for Roger.
They figured out the red-robed men's activity radius and the timing of the disciplinary team's deployment.
Roger began his operation.
Using the human skin mask of a middle-aged man.
Roger relentlessly sought out lone red-robed figures to carry out a massive raid.
In order to maintain their public image.
He would occasionally harass the backs of the bald men.
And in this process.
Roger's handling of the loss of control over his Qilin Arm has become increasingly sophisticated.
that's all.
Two weeks have passed in the blink of an eye.
Roger robbed more than 150 bald men.
The number of Sunlight Jellyfish that died at his hands reached 167.
The extra numbers.
It's because some bald guys are regulars.
Roger robbed him more than once.
To be honest.
You don't get much by robbing a servant.
Over the past two weeks...
The only thing Roger found worthwhile was something he took from a level 50 red-robed man.
They were a pair of light pink gloves.
"Rebound Gauntlets (Gloves/Extraordinary)"
Rating: SS+
"Attributes: Intelligence +1 / Charisma +1"
"Consolidation: Rebound Barrier"
"Rebound Barrier: Under certain conditions, you can use these gloves to reflect all spells with indirect damage 100% of the time."
The mechanism for determining "recoil" is very complex.
But with these gloves on, it's no problem to punch back a fireball.
Theoretically speaking.
The "Rebound Barrier" can be extended appropriately.
However, the actual effects still need to be tested in practice.
And besides these gloves.
Roger gained only a great reputation.
"You have gained significant attention in Blood Drop Town, regional reputation +100."
"Your Milestone - Countryside Legend Sets a New Record"
"Countryside Legend (Blood Drop Town): Your deeds have become widely known among the Red Robes."
Most red robes would treat you with 'reverence' or 'secret admiration'.
A small number of red-robed monks feel a sense of 'why didn't we meet sooner' or 'eager to make a move' towards you.
one way or another.
The name ' Midnight Black Hand ' has already been established.
The police are watching closely.
The red robes hold you in extremely high regard.
They will do everything in their power to kill you.
Evil can win the hearts and minds of the red-robed men.
But in their eyes...
The greatest recognition you can give someone is to kill them.
This is the only code of law that Vilan has inscribed in the minds of this group of bald heads.
Roger knew.
It's time to stop.
So that afternoon.
He then left the outskirts of Blood Drop Town.
Then we entered the town center.
evening.
Near Blood Drop Town Square.
Three or five bald men were whispering among themselves.
"Let's team up."
A deep voice rang out:
"Nobody wants to encounter the Midnight Black Hand alone, right?"
"I'm not the kind of guy who enjoys getting his ass fucked."
The man's head was gleaming.
The Two-Headed Serpent Staff in his hand looked quite conspicuous.