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?”

was the first time they saw all types of monsters focusing

“That person is screwed.”

do wrong that angered so

purposely angering mobs like this~ he should hunt in

the situation and talked

Syuok! Syuok!

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 expert

idiots who would be

holding the Ideal Dagger and aimed Wind Blast at

Kuwaaaang!

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

“Kiek!”

“Kyak!”

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

cloak was

a direct correlation

were durable enough to survive, but they were

Peeok! Pajik!

“Keok!”

Puoook!

“Kkieek!”

killing them one by one. Meanwhile, the few remaining goblins fired arrows with all their might. A few

“Che!”

in killing and belatedly noticed the arrows. He braced himself

Kwajak! Kwajajajak!

body and destroyed all the

“Wow…”

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

me, but what

started picking up items. This gave the

next to you? Is that a pet? Or maybe

Aren’t you actually a high level user? Why is a high level user hunting in a place

“Mister~?”

are you

Grid was in 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

“…?”

a few minutes, people in various

called Popo Forest near Winston. I hunted with my friend there and saw a high level user slaughtering mobs. Then after wiping out all the

comment: ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ A swordsman can’t fly

reply: A swordsman was flying? I’m a priest

I was careful but I never

Zkxhfm’s comment: Liar’s disease.

eat seaweed soup on the day

Don’t write shit just

so the other witnesses no longer bragged about it. Thus, it was a temporary problem and the topic wasn’t mentioned any

the furnace. He placed the pavranium in the furnace

“It is 1,900 degrees.”

was so small that it was instantly

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

pavranium wasn’t enough to even make a dagger. In order to make an item, Grid would have to mix

satisfied with changing

he noticed that it had a propensity to stay by the

more suitable for defense

Grid recalled Malacus’ shield.

formed a disc-shaped shield with magic power at each

Ttang! Ttang!

after a while, the pavranium became two

“Okay.”

starting to revolve around Grid again. Grid felt reassured. It seemed like he could

an arrow at