Overgeared

Chapter 115

A hunting ground near Winston that was a favourite for level 100 users.

“Eh? What’s that?”

The users struggling with monsters noticed a black dot approaching in the sky. Then they started murmuring.

“It’s too big to be a bird. Is it perhaps a griffon?”

“There are no griffon habitats in the area. But I don’t think there is anything else besides a griffon… It’s serious if it is a griffon. Will we die?”

“U-Uh? A person?”

The dot soon got closer. Surprisingly, the identity was revealed to be a user.

“Wow… A second advancement magician.”

“It’s my first time seeing a ranker up close. So cool!”

“What is that thing shining next to him? A pet?”

Kuwaaang!

A man in a red cloak was flying through the sky! The object following him flashed in the blazing sun. The identity of the person was Grid. He flew through the sky without stopping and soon disappeared from the sight of the users.

Then he reached a wide forest and stopped.

‘I’m out of mana.’

He had already taken one mana potion. Then his mana became depleted again before the potion cooldown was over. Grid was forced to land on the ground.

“Winston is beyond this forest. I can recover some mana while walking.”

It was a deep forest.

Grid measured the distance to Winston and looked at the frostlight orc chief’s helmet. After this forest, he would encounter a lot of people. The helmet was the sign of the Human Slaughterer so there would be a fuss.

“I have to quickly replace this helmet.”

Grid once again vowed to wear an awesome helmet that was suitable for a mythical hero, while the pavranium circled his head. It seemed to be in a good mood.

“Are you excited to get fresh air after being trapped in a box for 300 years?”

Grid asked while walking. But the pavranium didn’t answer. It was natural. It had a will, but it was just a mineral. It couldn’t carry out a conversation. But Grid continued to talk to it.

“But aren’t you unbelievably fast? My flight speed was 100 meters in 7 seconds, yet you managed to keep up? Do you have tireless stamina as well?”

Grid looked at the pavranium with affection. It was natural for a blacksmith to feel favorable towards the best minerals.

“Kuwooh!”

“Give it to me! Human! Your life! Flesh and bone! Separate!”

Grid was carrying out a pleasant conversation (?) with pavranium when he was interrupted by sturdy orcs. They were armed with crude red leather and had a large wolf with them. Considering that they spoke the human language fairly well, they were obviously the wolf fang orcs known for being powerful among the various orcs.

Grrrung.

The wolf shook its nose. It was clearly reacting to the bloody smell coming from Malacus’ Cloak. It smelled the blood and led the orcs here. In addition…

Kuuong! Kung!

Kyaooooh!

Various monsters such as ogres, goblins and snakes moved through the forest. In an instant, Grid was surrounded by 100 enemies.

“Wow… What is this?”

and came running. It was the first time they saw all types of monsters focusing

“That person is screwed.”

he do wrong that

angering mobs like

of the situation and talked

Syuok! Syuok!

die. But Grid’s high stats made him similar to a level 200 combat class. In addition, he’d observed Jishuka’s expert archery, so the goblin’s

would be killed by

holding the Ideal Dagger and aimed Wind Blast at the

Kuwaaaang!

Wind Blast was proportional to his attack power.

“Kiek!”

“Kyak!”

was neutralized and the goblin archers who had their arms or legs cut off collapsed with a

cloak

had a direct

over the place. The monsters approaching him simultaneously collapsed. The ogres were durable enough to

Peeok! Pajik!

“Keok!”

Puoook!

“Kkieek!”

monsters in one blow, while Grid subdued the rest by killing them one by one. Meanwhile, the few remaining goblins fired arrows with all their might. A few arrows actually flew

“Che!”

too caught up in killing and belatedly noticed the arrows. He braced himself for the pain. But

Kwajak! Kwajajajak!

rotated around Grid’s body and

“Wow…”

The swordsman with the black greatsword killed the monsters with overwhelming

me, but

of the monsters with pavranium’s help and started picking up items. This gave the users a chance

next to you? Is that a pet? Or

a high level user? Why is a high

“Mister~?”

you deaf? Answer

users here saw that Grid was in a crisis and no one tried to help. In addition, Grid was inherently unfriendly towards people. He had no obligation to

too

used

“…?”

and could only blink. After a few minutes, people in various communities around the world

a high level

ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ A swordsman can’t

swordsman was flying? I’m a priest but I can’t

Kukukuk… I was careful but I never thought someone would witness

Zkxhfm’s comment: Liar’s disease.

you mother eat seaweed soup

write shit just

a terrible method. The users abused the poster who wrote about the flying swordsman, so the other witnesses no longer bragged about

at Khan’s smithy and ran straight to the furnace. He placed the pavranium in the

“It is 1,900 degrees.”

so small that it

to carry it around in an egg shape until I make the Vessel of the Soul, so

the volume was too small to produce a lot of items. The pavranium wasn’t enough to even make a dagger. In order to make an item, Grid would have to mix in other materials. However,

with changing the

a propensity to stay by the owner’s side for

shape more suitable for

Grid recalled Malacus’ shield.

power at each attacked point, effectively

Ttang! Ttang!

carefully hammering. Then after a while, the pavranium became two disks. Each

“Okay.”

air before starting to revolve around Grid again. Grid felt reassured. It seemed like

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