Overgeared

Had they ever been hunted? If someone asked them this, the Blood Carnival members would answer ‘NO.’ They had always reigned at the top of the food chain. At least, until yesterday.

“Pant... Pant...! What are these monsters?”

Blood Carnival’s Marty’s face was white with terror. He was afraid because he’d accumulated a lot of infamy and now met enemies stronger than him.

‘I have to somehow escape.’

The loss of items was more fearful than the experience loss. The items he currently possessed were so expensive that half the money he earned in the past half a year would be blown away.

“...Now!”

A boy swordsman called Ibellin. At this moment, the mercenaries hired for an expensive amount approached and Ibellin turned his gaze towards the arrow coming from the rear.

Syuok!

Marty accurately measured the timing and threw the bomb. It was a homemade bomb and its power was greater than single-target A-grade magic. Marty had raised his passive skill ‘Intermediate Bomb Throwing’ to level 9, so the throwing speed and accuracy of the bomb were excellent.

Peeeeeong!

The bomb exploded where Ibellin was standing. The power of the explosion couldn’t be ignored. Beyond the transparent wall surrounding Siren, the waves surged.

‘Perfect!’

He did it properly. Ibellin would definitely fall into a stunned state from this damage.

‘Should I finish it off?’ Marty thought about it for a moment. ‘I shouldn’t waste time catching a kid.’

Wasting time meant he could be targeted by other Overgeared members. Marty decided to flee and had only taken two steps.

“It hurts. Don’t you have a great deal of attack power?”

Ibellin’s voice was heard from right next to him.

‘This bastard...!’

He resisted the stunned state from the bomb and instantly caught up with Marty? Marty observed the accessories Ibellin was wearing and spat out a small bomb that had been inserted between his molars. It was a bomb the size of a bean. It was accurately shot at Ibellin’s’ face. But before it hit.

Puok!

Ibellin’s flamberge was faster as it pierced Marty’s brow.

“Kuk...! Shit!”

Marty was vulnerable before approaching. He was going to die like this.

‘But I won’t die alone!’ Marty smiled with satisfaction. ‘The bomb I spat will soon approach... What?’

Marty’s expression twisted. The small bomb that he launched earlier. He witnessed it split in half on the ground.

‘He stabbed me at the same time as cutting the bomb in half?’

Puk! Puk puk!

felt terrible

games without attending school!

originally good at playing games?

slashed Marty’s neck. Once Marty died, Ibellin checked the details of

is fairly expensive... Hrmm... I will

the ultimate swordsman. He was

***

does this

blank as he looked at the battlefield. The mercenaries that he hired were nothing more

the numbers like

than 700. Scott explained to the bewildered

“Katz? Blood Warrior?”

“Yes.”

“Why is he here?”

like

“Hah... Scary, scary.”

the scale that Overgeared would grow to. In particular, the

talk to Master and persuade him to step

warfare, so it is more efficient to conquer NPCs and

so are we. Well, we don’t have to be scared. Obtaining named NPCs is becoming a

much room to grow. We don’t need to fret. Once the scale

battlefield who was aiming at becoming the ‘emperor.’ The reason why they accompanied Blood

of their skills, they no longer matter. We should go back

we fight a few members of Overgeared? I’d like to

Piaro, and Asmophel. The three of them are dangerous. We should get out while we can. It’s possible

“Keok, I understand.”

and Knox hastened to leave. They suppressed the water clan soldiers who tried to block them, but didn’t kill any. Meaningless

***

“Fire Shield!”

while Vantner protected her. As the first ranked fire magician and the one in charge of Reidan’s magic tower,

Peeng!

collided. Then a woman could be seen beyond the flames. She

idol playing games. What

reality. Of course, that doesn’t mean I’m neglecting my fans. I refrain from appearing on air, but am steadily holding my concerts. Ah, I will be releasing a new song January of

I was your

the battlefield. But

Pepepepeng!

tornado and shot five arrows at the

‘This is impossible!’

her fire arrows. Wind and fire could be used to complement each

"Kyaaaaak!"

screamed as she was swept up by

my help. You have grown, my Laella.” Jishuka looked at Laella in a happy manner while killing

with me every day. It’s a piece

saying?” (TL: Korean saying translated loosely into

say

“Hahat.”

as taking place between friends enjoying teatime. However, this was the battlefield filled with blood and

‘Huge firepower.’

Fly, thought as he saw Jishuka and Zednos. In particular,