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.”

***

[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…”

meant that Failure

need to repair my

to head to

“…Where is this place?”

the surrounding scenery was unfamiliar. It was a small and tranquil village with

“…?”

Grid unfolded the map. However, Grid’s location wasn’t marked anywhere

the hell is

village. There wasn’t a general store in the village. There were just

‘There aren’t any people.’

sweet and sour macaroon and placed it in his mouth. Why did he resurrect here instead of Reidan? A bug was unlikely. He never once heard of a bug being

“Kuk….”

ability was unable to

go

do that, he needed to know his current location. Grid

my location

failed to send a message to the

“…Hell?”

a blue sky and warm breezes? Shouldn’t hell be darker and filled

“Dammit!”

end, Grid revealed

hell! I fell down into

No, he would’ve paid more attention to his demonic power

in the empire,

was sure that he fell into hell because his demonic power was

“They are…?”

of the village. They had strange appearances. Some men had horns on their foreheads, while some women had purple skin. They didn’t look strong, but it

‘Demonkin?’

when the durability of his items was

to run away.

end I have to fight. But demonkin do

demonkin held farming equipment in their hands and their clothes were dirty. It was like Piaro’s usual

“Who are you?”

traveller come to a

“…?”

Grid. They treated him

demonkin aren’t

his hands. They were pale. He looked at the rest of his body, but

‘Blackening wasn’t over.’

as their own people. An old demonkin put down a

seem stiff for some reason. Don’t be nervous. Everyone’s just curious because it has been almost 100 years since a visitor came to this village. Wasn’t it an

You eat grass?

and questioned. The

young friend made a

can we

are fortunate not to

“…?”

demonkin seemed

shabby neighborhood… Are

surprise. It was became a demonkin called Helmis came

they know that I am

Helmis looked at his hands with

Isn’t this very interesting? I’ve never heard that there was another blacksmith among

‘Blacksmith?’

Blacksmith among the demonkin?

‘Perhaps…’

one who

notification window popped up

end in one

wasn’t lifted even if he died. The problem

‘This…’

changed back to a human here. The demonkin were surprisingly

know how to go to

The demonkin said hopelessly.