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…”

items was ruined by death. In particular, the item combination meant that Failure only

need to repair my

to head to

“…Where is this place?”

his eyes should be familiar. But the surrounding scenery was unfamiliar. It was a small and tranquil village with around 20

“…?”

confused Grid unfolded the map. However, Grid’s location

the hell

swept over the village. There wasn’t a general store in the village. There were just 20 shacks, macaroon trees,

‘There aren’t any people.’

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

“Kuk….”

unable

to go

know his current

know my location

failed to send a message to the guild. Hell is disconnected from the

“…Hell?”

warm

“Dammit!”

the end, Grid revealed his

I fell down

nice… No, he would’ve

in the

sure that

“They are…?”

their foreheads, while some women had purple skin. They didn’t

‘Demonkin?’

when the durability of

who was trying to run away. It was so fast that

have to

were dirty. It

“Who are you?”

a traveller come

“…?”

weren’t wary or hostile towards Grid. They

aren’t hostile towards

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

‘Blackening wasn’t over.’

a half demon state. The demonkin perceived him as their own people. An old demonkin put down a basket full of unfamiliar plants and looked

to this village. Wasn’t it an exhausting trip? Would you like to have a meal? As you

grass? You don’t eat

questioned.

young friend made a funny

we

are fortunate not to

“…?”

of humans was quite strange. These demonkin seemed

in this shabby neighborhood… Are they weak

It was became

that I

was nervous as Helmis looked at his

at your calluses, you are a blacksmith? Isn’t this very interesting? I’ve

‘Blacksmith?’

Blacksmith among the demonkin?

‘Perhaps…’

who

popped up in

will end

even if he died. The problem was that it

‘This…’

a human here. The demonkin were surprisingly good people so Grid asked

how to go to the Human

The demonkin said hopelessly.