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 difference in power between us, I will make

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

Grrr...

spending time in this deep darkness when a familiar

“Come, Iyarugt.”

Iyarugt didn’t know how long it had been since

‘Finally...!’

Flash!

was floating in was split in

“...Sweet.”

into his lungs tasted so good.

every time you appear? Isn’t this

Iyarugt grabbed the blood

weak person like you is looking

this habit? The determined Iyarugt aimed his sword

That is the difference between you

"...”

that appeared in manhwa decades ago.

that’s your

let out a thunderous shout. Then he aimed his demonic sword at Grid’s thigh. Grid stopped his attack and swung his sword in the same direction. It was a

take care of

Pahat!

Grid’s thigh changed orbits and headed towards Grid’s jaw. It was like a snake striking. No one could respond. Iyarugt was confident

Chaaeng!

“What...?”

into two and

This shallow guy!

demonic sword hit Grid’s sword. He used the strongest sword technique, Sublime Sword. But before it

Pepepepeng!

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 another flash. The red eyes that saw the

stop all of them?’ He defended against the golden hammers that were flying from all directions. ‘It doesn’t make sense that there’s no way to

to shake off the God Hands. But it was pointless no matter

Peok!

Peok peok peok!

“Cough!”

Iyarugt in the back of the head, causing him to lose his

***

‘Heok! W-What?’

was difficult to grasp the

his mind, he was in the abyss

‘Why...?’

hammers that couldn’t

the hell was

was in

***

The weapon exerts more power than

were mere illusions and the magic coming from him was weak and unimpressive. It was like a candle on

demonstrated abilities similar to a true blood baron. During the fight against Maxong of the water

But right now.

“Kuaaaaak!”

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