Overgeared

Chapter 486

Ttang! Ttang!

Grid’s production of Mjolnir lasted 10 days and nights. It was his desire to create a perfect work. Braham was amazed.

‘This guy’s concentration...'

It was truly beyond imagination. It was more than when Pagma made the pavranium. It felt like he was looking at Mumud researching magic.

‘...A genius of effort.’

Grid’s overall talent was lacking when compared to Mumud and Pagma. In the first place, he wasn’t someone who could be placed on the same level as such geniuses. But his effort and will to pursue the best wasn’t lacking. Braham saw this very positively.

‘There is no talent as important as effort. Well, if he had extra talent than he could grow a lot faster than he is now.’

It was really great when seeing it, but also very poor. Braham tsked and felt sorry.

“Shit... This time is also a failure.”

Grid threw the unique rated Mjolnir back into the furnace. He was exploiting the fact that adamantium and the drake’s fangs had a very high durability. He would repeatedly destroy and remake it until Mjolnir was finished with a legendary rating.

'Hah, this guy really... He’s starting that hard work again from the beginning?’

Braham didn’t know how many times it had been already. Maybe Grid would repeat this for the next few months. Braham realized that Grid’s determination was at a fearsome level.

***

"Grid is still at the smithy?”

Grid had been stuck in the smithy for a fortnight.

"He should be devoting himself to hunting while the experience buff is still present. Why is he making items now?”

“Yes. He isn’t lacking weapons. He’s wasting the experience buff.”

Some of the Overgeared members couldn’t understand it. But Jishuka, Lauel, Regas, Pon, Ibellin, etc. Those who were classified as geniuses understood Grid’s feelings.

"He has to solve the problem first.”

"Rationally, Grid knows that this is wrong.”

“But he would rather place satisfaction before efficiency.”

"It’s so his motivation can burn until the end. Yes.”

"...”

It was true that the difference between a genius and a fool was one sheet of paper.

***

The abyss.

Iyarugt’s soul was displeased. He recovered his power to a certain extent. However, Grid didn’t summon him, making him feel frustrated.

‘I will fix his head the next time we meet.’

The demonkin were those who followed the principle of the ‘survival of the fittest.’ Among the demonkin, there were those born innately strong. From Iyarugt’s point of view, it didn’t make sense to serve Grid, who was weaker than him.

I have to make our relationship clear. After showing him the

make Grid find him prey and regain the powers of the past.

‘I will defeat Zepar!’

forgive the demon who dismissed the swordsmanship he spent his whole life developing. His soul was sealed by Zepar’s cowardly

Grrr...

killing intent. He was spending time in this deep darkness when a

“Come, Iyarugt.”

didn’t know how long it had been since he last

‘Finally...!’

Flash!

of the abyss that Iyarugt was floating in was split in half. Iyarugt moved towards

“...Sweet.”

flowing into his lungs tasted so good. Grid didn’t let him enjoy this feeling of

every time you appear? Isn’t this concept

grey haired Iyarugt grabbed the blood red sword and

like you

this habit? The determined Iyarugt

the difference between you

"...”

appeared in manhwa decades ago.

that’s

his attack and swung his sword in the same direction. It was a black longsword never seen before. It looked like a newly made weapon, but Iyarugt

easily take

Pahat!

Grid’s jaw. It was

Chaaeng!

“What...?”

a sudden, it split into two and one of them blocked Iyarugt’s

This shallow

demonic sword hit Grid’s sword. He used the strongest sword technique, Sublime

Pepepepeng!

flew from all directions, swinging hammers. The immense golden hammer burst through the air, causing Iyarugt to flinch. He hurriedly hit one of them while hastily defending against

golden hammers that were flying from

tried to shake off the God Hands. But

Peok!

Peok peok peok!

“Cough!”

boasted overwhelming weight. The divine power hit Iyarugt in the back of the head, causing him to lose his spirit for

***

‘Heok! W-What?’

was difficult to

recovered his mind, he was in

‘Why...?’

that

was that

soul was in

***

exerts more

coming from him was weak and unimpressive. It was like a

true blood baron. During the fight against Maxong of the water clan, he had been surprised to see Iyarugt’s swordsmanship. He even assumed that Iyarugt wasn’t as

But right now.

“Kuaaaaak!”

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