Overgeared

Chapter 252

Sueron jumped with surprise. Rather than the farmer panicking…

‘Laughing?’ Why was he acting so freely? ‘It can’t be!’

He was a named NPC as well?

“Stop!”

Seuron sensed something and urgently shouted. But it was too late. Three vanguard members came close to the farmer and brandished their swords. The ominous prediction was true.

Kwakakakang!

A small sickle that was less than 40cm long. The farmer blocked the attacks coming from three directions with a single swipe of the sickle. He predicted where the opponent would attack and easily responded. The Golden Guild members were baffled. It felt like their minds were being read.

Chaaeng!

The farmer pushed away the three swords that were in contact with the sickle. Then the owners of the swords had both arms thrown into the air, exposing a gap. One farmer overwhelmed the strength of three people alone.

No, it wasn’t just that. This was just a trick. He maximized his strength by exerting the enemies’ original strength.

‘Does this make sense?’

The Golden Guild members were confused. The farmer’s palm… No, it felt like they were dancing on Buddha’s palm. The farmer attacked them.

Puk!

“Kuaaaak!”

The sickle precisely entered the gaps in their armor and injured the Golden Guild members. However, it didn’t cause any fatal damage. The attack power was minuscule compared to Piaro, who was furiously killing the enemies.

“This isn’t a match for my skills.”

Kraugel complained and abandoned his sickle. Then he pulled out a silver sword and cut the necks of the Golden Guild members. It was the moment when Kraugel showed no mercy to his enemies. The dying Golden Guild members felt resentment towards Seuron.

‘Calling him a hole…’

‘Master, how is that a hole…? Damn…’

“Crazy!”

The three people lost their lives and Seuron cursed. He couldn’t understand it at all. What the hell was this area? Why were the farmers so strong? It was frustrating. It felt like this was Alice in Wonderland. He lost his sense of reason and shouted curses.

“How rotten! What is this farmer? Does this mean soldiers can be dragon slayers? Dammit! Does this make sense?”

What magic did that bastard Grid have to attract all these talented people? And why were they working as farmers? He couldn’t understand it, no matter how much he thought. He couldn’t make heads or tails of it. It felt like his heart was going to explode.

His eyes became bloodshot as the farmer suggested to him.

“The damage will only increase if you send out your members. Isn’t it better for the master to go out directly?”

That’s right. The three vanguard members were level 230. They were higher than the average level of the guild members. There would be a tremendous loss if he made his members face this man. But how could he retreat?

It wasn’t possible. Their enemy was in front of them. If the guild master showed his back, he would lose his dignity and sincerity. Seuron had to go. He was confident that he could bring down that farmer. This farmer was definitely weaker than the monster Piaro.

Seuron responded to the suggestion. “Come, I will kill you myself.”

farmer of the straw hat. Then he would watch him die! He took the souls of

Pepepeng!

speed of Jishuka’s arrows. It wasn’t at a level that

didn’t panic. Rather,

“Soul Explosion!”

Kwa kwa kwa kwang!

It was the moment when a unique skill that inflicted damage

farmer only suffered minor damage. The farmer advised Seuron, “Your skill linkage is delayed. So it’s easy to react. Would you like to practice so you can link it

“Nonsense!”

linkage of skills. It was fast enough right now. And the timing was perfect. The other opponents normally died from this

are the strange

swallowed

trying to

was wounded. He summoned a weapon from

[Brutal Heavy Sword]

increased the wearer’s strength

the sword firmly. Kraugel defended with

Kaaang!

the two men’s weapons

Chaaeng! Chaeeeeeng!

exchanged 13 blows on the ground and in the sky. Seuron’s cloak and Kraugel’s straw hat

good swordsman and his Sword

a magician type, but it was

Chaaeng!

became much heavier than before. Nevertheless, he couldn’t overwhelm Kraugel. Kraugel taught

“Eek!”

wanted. But it was a basic thing to not lose consciousness during a battle. He tried to be as calm as possible. There was a conflict between reason and emotion. In that

sword regained its

win!

[Soul Plundering]

of the soul of the living target. The opponent who lost a part of their soul will find their body hard

‘A good skill.’

struck his shoulder. It was originally a

‘Moving without a soul!’

farmer felt stronger the more Seuron thought about it. Seuron

I

a combat specialized class that had a variety of useful combat

if he was compared to the

go. An NPC was grabbing at his ankles. Maybe he was weaker

focus on levelling up for a

became more thrilled after

more than

appreciated the Soul Predator class and Seuron’s swordsmanship. It was enough to

‘Fun.’

PvP had a

“Kukukuk.”

‘What is this?’

his blood. Kraugel approached him. The sky above the sky. This title referred to

“Moonrise Sword.”

“…!”

The farmer in front

Susuk. Sususuk.