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.”

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

Pepepeng!

were fired. It was a formidable speed. However, it didn’t reach the speed of Jishuka’s arrows. It wasn’t at

panic. Rather,

“Soul Explosion!”

Kwa kwa kwa kwang!

moment when a unique skill that inflicted damage in proportion to the caster’s attack power and

to rags. However, the smoke from the explosion dispersed and the farmer only suffered minor damage. The farmer advised Seuron, “Your skill linkage is delayed. So

“Nonsense!”

was fast enough right now. And the timing was perfect. The other opponents

the

swallowed back the

are you trying to

was wounded. He summoned a weapon

[Brutal Heavy Sword]

he obtained after clearing Vasco’s labyrinth with his guild members. It was a legendary one-handed sword that increased the wearer’s strength and intelligence simultaneously. It was good since a Soul Predator’s skills

wielded the sword firmly. Kraugel defended with

Kaaang!

as the two

Chaaeng! Chaeeeeeng!

the sky. Seuron’s cloak and Kraugel’s straw hat crossed several times as

swordsman and his Sword Mastery level

Predator. The skill tree seemed like a magician type, but it was closer to a magic swordsman type. Seuron strengthened himself

Chaaeng!

attack power increased Seuron’s momentum. The sword became much heavier than before. Nevertheless, he couldn’t overwhelm Kraugel. Kraugel taught himself how to handle steel. He moved like

“Eek!”

as the fight didn’t proceed the way he wanted. But it was a basic thing to not lose consciousness during a battle. He tried to be as calm

regained its

will win! Soul

[Soul Plundering]

target. The opponent who lost a part of their soul will find their body hard to control for

‘A good skill.’

shoulder. It was originally a blow to

‘Moving without a soul!’

more Seuron thought about it. Seuron started to

I was

Predator was a combat specialized class that had a variety of useful combat

were excluded. However, if he was compared to the

to go. An NPC was

on

became more thrilled after seeing his

more than

was enough to say

‘Fun.’

to battle the strong. PvP had a different flavor from raids. This process was clearly connected with becoming a sword saint. Next year, it might be good to participate in the National

“Kukukuk.”

‘What is this?’

his blood. Kraugel approached him. The sky above

“Moonrise Sword.”

“…!”

Seuron realized it. The farmer in front of him hadn’t used any skills until

Susuk. Sususuk.