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.”

he would watch him die! He took the souls of the dead guild member with Soul Exploitation,

Pepepeng!

a formidable speed. However, it didn’t reach the speed of Jishuka’s

panic.

“Soul Explosion!”

Kwa kwa kwa kwang!

that passed by Kraugel exploded. It was the moment when a unique skill

anticipated that the farmer would be torn to rags. However, the smoke from the explosion dispersed and the farmer only suffered minor damage. The

“Nonsense!”

of skills. It was fast enough right now. And the timing

the strange

barely swallowed back the

you trying to teach

pride was wounded. He summoned a weapon

[Brutal Heavy Sword]

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 were affected

the sword firmly. Kraugel defended with White

Kaaang!

as the two

Chaaeng! Chaeeeeeng!

cloak and Kraugel’s straw hat crossed several times as a brilliant battle

a good swordsman and

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

Chaaeng!

before. Nevertheless, he couldn’t overwhelm Kraugel. Kraugel taught himself how to handle steel. He moved like water and subdued

“Eek!”

it was a basic thing to not lose consciousness during a battle. He tried to be as calm as possible. There was

sword regained its

win! Soul

[Soul Plundering]

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

‘A good skill.’

it as the heavy sword struck his shoulder. It was

‘Moving without a soul!’

Seuron

I

Predator was a combat specialized class that had a variety

they were excluded. However, if he was

still had a long way to go. An NPC was grabbing

focus on levelling up for

more thrilled after seeing

more than

class and Seuron’s swordsmanship. It was enough to

‘Fun.’

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 flavor from raids. This process was clearly connected with becoming a sword saint. Next year, it might be good to participate

“Kukukuk.”

‘What is this?’

farmer who seemed crazy because he started laughing at his blood. Kraugel approached him. The sky above the sky. This title referred to the person with true talent who reached this

“Moonrise Sword.”

“…!”

moment. Seuron realized it. The farmer in front of him hadn’t

Susuk. Sususuk.