Overgeared

Chapter 301

On the large screen, Elfin Stone scattered into black smoke. It was an incredible result.

Lim Cheolho stretched out a hand towards Yoon Sangmin and Team Leader Ashley, whose mouths were gaping open.

“Come on, give it to me.”

The two people pulled out a 50,000 won note.

“Ugh…! My allowance…”

“I won’t be able to buy chicken this week…”

Yoon Sangmin and Team Leader Ashley had some of the highest salaries in South Korea. However, they both had strict wives and only lived on a small amount of money. Their loss in the bet was really heartbreaking.

“I shouldn’t have bet… I never imagined this.”

They were convinced that Grid’s party wouldn’t succeed in the Elfin Stone raid. Lim Cheolho smiled warmly. “Grid won because he blocked the first Blood Field. If Blood Field was deployed at the beginning of the raid, the Overgeared members wouldn’t have been able to hold on that long.”

“I agree.”

Grid’s skills were improving day by day.

After reaching level 300 and waiting a short time to activate his newly acquired Item Combination skill, he could exert a fighting power comparable to the combat specialist legendary classes.

It was strong enough to transcend all presumptions. There was a reason Grid was included in the ‘five people who could make miracles’ that Lim Cheolho mentioned.

“But Grid… Isn’t it a little dangerous? Didn’t he die in the Blackening state?”

Chairman Lim Cheolho laughed at Yoon Sangmin.

“Grid will get to experience a whole new world.”

In the meantime, Grid’s radius of activity was too narrow. The Human World. He was active only in the Eternal Kingdom on the continent. It was necessary to experience the wide world that two billion users enjoyed.

“In the first place, it isn’t a dangerous place. Most of the residents are friendly and similar to humans.”

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[You have died.]

Grid had died before in the past. He died four times to the green slime that even level 5 beginners could go against. However, death was unfamiliar to Grid after he became Pagma’s Descendant.

The last time was with Doran. It had been a long time since he struggled against Yura and died. If it was the Grid of the past, he would’ve been trembling about the penalties caused by death. He would’ve cursed. But now he was different. He was worried about the safety of his party members.

‘Is everybody okay?’

Grid wasn’t sure if the Elfin Stone raid succeeded. His mind had darkened the moment the 5th strike of Linked Kill had landed.

“Status window.”

Lv.300 (11.05%)

“…Hah.”

Grid smiled as he checked the experience gauge on his status window. When he encountered Elfin Stone, Grid’s experience gauge was only 0%. If he had failed the Elfin Stone raid? Of course, his level would’ve decreased. However, now his experience gauge was at 11%.

In other words.

“The raid was a success.”

The death penalty at level 300 meant a 30% drop in experience, so he had gained 41% experience from Elfin Stone. It was a huge number, as expected of a named boss.

‘Everyone will be safe.’

Thank god. A relieved Grid was reminded of the pavranium.

‘Did he drop my pavranium?’

There was no need to worry even if it didn’t drop. His party members would search the city for it.

“In the meantime, I…”

In particular, the item combination meant that Failure only had 10

to

to head to Khan’s

“…Where is this place?”

Reidan. The landscape that unfolded before his eyes should be familiar. But the surrounding scenery was unfamiliar. It

“…?”

unfolded the map. However, Grid’s

the hell is

swept over the village. There wasn’t a general store in the village. There

‘There aren’t any people.’

sour macaroon and placed it in his mouth. Why did he resurrect here instead of Reidan? A bug was unlikely.

“Kuk….”

was unable to analyze the

go back

to know his current location. Grid tried to ask the guild members

anyone know my

to the guild.

“…Hell?”

blue sky and warm breezes? Shouldn’t

“Dammit!”

end, Grid revealed

hell! I

he knew this, he would’ve lived a nice… No, he would’ve paid more

too many people in the empire, the Vatican,

sure that

“They are…?”

group was entering through the entrance of the village. They had strange appearances. Some men had horns on their foreheads, while some women

‘Demonkin?’

didn’t want to fight when the durability of his

away. It

have to fight. But demonkin

dirty. It was like Piaro’s usual appearance. The demonkin asked him

“Who are you?”

Why would a traveller come

“…?”

Grid. They treated him normally. It was great

demonkin aren’t hostile towards

hands. They were pale. He looked at the rest of his body, but it was the same. Grid

‘Blackening wasn’t over.’

own people. An old demonkin put down a basket full of unfamiliar plants and looked benignly

be nervous. Everyone’s just curious because it has been almost 100 years since a visitor came to this village. Wasn’t it an exhausting trip?

eat grass?

blinked and questioned. The demonkin

friend made a funny

can we eat

to

“…?”

demonkin seemed

neighborhood… Are they weak among the

his head with surprise. It was became a demonkin called Helmis came up and grabbed his

they know that I am

as Helmis looked at his hands with

at your calluses, you are a blacksmith? Isn’t this very interesting? I’ve never heard that there was another blacksmith

‘Blacksmith?’

Blacksmith among the demonkin?

‘Perhaps…’

the one who

up in front

end

lifted even if he died. The problem was that it wouldn’t

‘This…’

happen if he changed back to a human here. The demonkin were surprisingly good people so

to go to

The demonkin said hopelessly.