Dimensional Hunter System

"Dylan, you trash, obediently lie on the ground." "Hah! Boy, even your father doesn't want you anymore." "Useless brat. You don't have the talent to cultivate. No matter how hard you try, it's useless. You will never be able to become stronger. Hahaha!" Mockery, ridicule, and disdain came out of the other children's mouths. They were laughing at a handsome boy about sixteen years old. He stood in the middle and stared coldly at the people who mocked him. He could not help but shout, "My father will definitely come back. My dad said I'm not trash but a genius." "Haha, genius? It is so funny. you can't even cultivate, what sort of genius are you?" "Everyone, let this genius have a taste of strength. Let him clearly recognize what kind of useless trash he is." "Beat him up! Let him know his true status!" As they spoke, a group of people rushed over and began to punch and kick the boy in the middle. Right at the moment when that rain-like fist landed on his body, Dylan's body shook

Dylan, who was mixed in with the crowd, was a little depressed. He had never heard of Demon Abyss hiding treasures. If he had not been unable to find an opportunity to escape, he would not have come here impulsively to meddle. What he could not understand was, exactly what is the treasure that attracted this gang of thugs here. Moreover, they were also talking about some kind of mission previously. Could it be that the mission of this group of thugs is to obtain the treasure hidden in the Demon Mountain? "BOOM!" At that moment, a bolt of lightning struck down from the sky. Everyone's hearts could not help but tremble, and immediately after, something happened that no one could believe. The blue sky that was clear a second ago suddenly blew strongly. Countless black clouds immediately gathered in the sky above the Demon Abyss. The thick, black clouds gathered together and began to rapidly spin. Bolts of lightning streaked across the clouds like a ferocious electric snake. The clou

After that person stopped laughing, he shook his head and spoke, "City Lord only has one son and he loves this son too much. Also, Lucas is already a Level 7 Magic Apprentice and is said to have the talent to become a Magic Lord in his lifetime. This again gave City Lord a reason to love his son even more. Because of his love, no matter what wrong his son has done or would do, City Lord would never punish him. Instead, he'll threaten the complainer or victim using his status and power." "Magic Lord?" Dylan nodded his head in understanding but there was one thing he wanted to ask. He said, "City Lord's son only has the talent to become Magic Lord in the future, isn't this talent too low? There are still many stages of magic above Magic Lord!" When the person heard this, he laughed heartedly and said, "Hahaha, you are one funny kid. You might not know, but this city is only a small city. In this city, you can not find a single Magic Lord Mage. Even the City Lord is only a Ninth Level

Dylan took out the small dagger and once again stabbed it into the neck of the magical beast. He repeated the same thing four to five times more. He was behaving as if he was not in his right mind. After that, he lost consciousness and fainted. It was also the time when a series of prompts sounded, but Dylan could not hear them. [Congratulations to the host for killing a Level 1 Magical Beast.] [The host has hunted down 60% magic of the magical beast.] [Host has hunted down a Level 1 Skill, Slow!] ..... At some unknown time, Dylan opened his eyes. He felt his head heavy, so holding his head, Dylan stood up. He tried hard to open his eyes wide and look at the surroundings. His eyes, which were blurry a moment ago, soon started to see the surroundings clearly. The heaviness in the head he was feeling also subsided soon after. Dylan finally took a deep breath of relief, and then shifted his gaze to the corpse of the magical beast. The magical beast was already dead. Dylan pulled

Spells were not allowed to be taken out. Only copies of a spell can be brought outside. Even though there was no one inside the Spell Pavilion, Thomas knew a powerful elder is guarding the Spell Pavilion while hiding in the dark. Whoever dared to violate the rules of this place, if they were caught, the consequences would be dire. Thomas started choosing the spells. It took him about two hours to select the spell he wanted to practice and left the Spell Pavilion after registering at the counter. He wanted to practice these spells and then go out to experience the world. He had yet to leave the magic academy because he was waiting for someone. Well, even he doesn't know the person he is waiting for. It is just that about a week ago, a letter was sent to him by someone. In that letter, it is explained about some sort of magic stone that can enhance one's talent. Someone wanted to exchange the magic stone for the pendant hanging down his neck. When he was a child, he saw this pendant