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?”

running. It was the first time

“That person is screwed.”

he do wrong

tsk~ purposely angering mobs like

of the

Syuok! Syuok!

at Grid. The users saw the dark rain of arrows covering the sky and knew that Grid would die. But Grid’s high stats made him similar to a level 200 combat class. In addition, he’d observed Jishuka’s

there any idiots who would be killed by these

the Ideal Dagger and aimed Wind Blast at

Kuwaaaang!

damage of Wind Blast was proportional to his attack power. Now that the power of Grid’s Wind Blast was upgraded, the

“Kiek!”

“Kyak!”

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

the cloak

had a direct

Wave and fired it all over the place. The monsters approaching him simultaneously collapsed. The ogres were durable enough to survive, but they were hit by Wave

Peeok! Pajik!

“Keok!”

Puoook!

“Kkieek!”

one. Meanwhile,

“Che!”

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

Kwajak! Kwajajajak!

body and destroyed all the

“Wow…”

it normal for a class to have a strong offense and defense? The swordsman with the black greatsword killed the monsters with

but what is

started picking up items. This gave the users a chance to barrage him

to you? Is that a pet?

high level user? Why is a high level user hunting in a place like

“Mister~?”

are you deaf? Answer

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

is too annoying.

annoying users and used Fly. Then he

“…?”

only blink. After a few

hunted with my friend there and saw a high level user slaughtering mobs. Then after wiping out all

comment: ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ A swordsman can’t fly

I’m a priest but I can’t

was me… Kukukuk… I was careful but I never thought someone

Zkxhfm’s comment: Liar’s disease.

comment: Did you mother eat seaweed soup on the day you

Don’t write shit just

about the flying swordsman, so the other

and ran straight to the furnace. He placed the pavranium in the furnace and controlled the

“It is 1,900 degrees.”

small that it

make the Vessel of the Soul, so I should transform

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

satisfied with

to stay

shape more suitable for defense than an egg…

Grid recalled Malacus’ shield.

magic power at each attacked point,

Ttang! Ttang!

after a while, the pavranium became two disks. Each disc was slightly smaller

“Okay.”

in the air before starting to revolve around Grid again. Grid felt reassured. It seemed like he could be protected from most attacks. Then Jishuka arrived at the smithy.

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