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.”

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

Pepepeng!

It was a formidable speed. However, it didn’t reach the speed of Jishuka’s arrows. It wasn’t at a level that could threaten Kraugel. Kraugel moved his head to avoid

panic. Rather,

“Soul Explosion!”

Kwa kwa kwa kwang!

three soul arrows that passed by Kraugel exploded. It was the moment when a unique skill that inflicted damage in

the explosion dispersed and the farmer only suffered minor damage. The

“Nonsense!”

impossible to speed up the linkage of skills. It was fast enough right now. And the timing

are the strange

barely swallowed back the

are you trying to

He summoned a

[Brutal Heavy Sword]

sword that increased the wearer’s strength and intelligence

firmly. Kraugel defended with White

Kaaang!

flew as the two

Chaaeng! Chaeeeeeng!

two people exchanged 13 blows on the ground and in the sky. Seuron’s cloak and Kraugel’s straw hat crossed several times as a brilliant battle was

swordsman and his Sword

a magician type, but it was closer to a magic swordsman type. Seuron strengthened himself with Soul

Chaaeng!

much heavier than before. Nevertheless, he couldn’t

“Eek!”

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.

sword regained its

win! Soul

[Soul Plundering]

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

‘A good skill.’

it as the heavy sword struck his shoulder. It was originally a blow to the

‘Moving without a soul!’

the more Seuron thought

I

was a combat specialized class that had

However, if he was compared to

now he realized he still had a long way to go. An NPC was grabbing at

on

became more

is more

swordsmanship. It was enough to say that Seuron was

‘Fun.’

wasn’t interested in PvP. His only concerns were adventuring, hunting, and raids. But living with Piaro changed this. It was fun to battle the strong. PvP had a different

“Kukukuk.”

‘What is this?’

The sky above

“Moonrise Sword.”

“…!”

this moment. Seuron realized it. The farmer in front of him

Susuk. Sususuk.