Overgeared

The fortified city of Patrian.

Pepeng!

Pepepepeng!

The night passed. Fire arrows relentlessly poured all over the place, lighting up the darkness.

“Shit...! This is nonsense!”

The players belonging to the 4th Patrian Reclamation Army. They believed that the 1st to 3rd armies would’ve been able to limit the power of Overgeared and that the war would end the moment they arrived. Instead, they became desperate in just half a day.

The woman called Jishuka. She held the Red Phoenix Bow and became a true godly archer. She transcended the strength of a player. An infinitely strong firepower that could be used from a distance! She was the worst weapon of mass destruction and the Eternal army turned to ashes in front of her.

“How do we defeat that?”

The Eternal army fell into a panic. It was hard to think about breaking through the fire arrows that killed hundreds of them with multiple shots.

“What are the archers and magicians on our side doing? Turn Jishuka into a corpse! Don’t give her a chance to attack!”

Someone shouted with frustration in the frozen atmosphere. There was a cynical response in return.

“Don’t you know that Jishuka is a godly archer?”

"Her archery skill level is unrivalled. Her range and accuracy are on a different dimension from us.”

“We have to get within 200 meters to attack Jishuka. But Jishuka won’t allow us to get there.”

“...”

Patrian was the largest fortress in the Eternal Kingdom. The wall that Jishuka was on wasn’t just strong, but high as well. Jishuka’s power was maximized. Her Hawk Eyes allowed her to see the entire battlefield and kill the dangerous elements first. Eternal’s odds of victory became smaller.

[The morale of the soldiers has decreased!]

[The stats of all soldiers will drastically fall!]

“This is crazy.”

The players saw consecutive notification windows talking about the weakening of the the soldiers. They realized they would have to abandon recapturing Patrian. They couldn’t accept it. What was this absurd balance where one player blocked tens of thousands of people?

"It doesn’t make sense that an existence that makes the existence of the army pointless actually exists.”

"Jishuka needs to be nerfed. She is OP enough to block 20,000 troops alone.”

The players grumbled.

Some players refuted it.

“That is nonsense. Jishuka put a lot of effort into becoming strong. Don’t you think it’s better to do your best instead of not working as hard as her?”

This was a fact that players couldn’t overlook.

"We are players like her. One day we can be as strong as her. We shouldn’t be feeling jealousy right now. We should be admiring her.”

Unlike NPCs, a player’s potential was infinite. The Eternal players were reminded of this by Jishuka and dreamt of one day becoming rankers.

***

"Why did he ask this?”

15 minutes ago. Grid had asked questions in the guild chat window. The question was about where all the people protecting Bairan were. After that, there was nothing. The Overgeared members including Pon and Yura were worried about Grid.

"Judging by the tone, he’s in Bairan...”

“Don’t tell me that he is isolated among 100,000 troops?”

“...It seems so.”

“...”

guild chat window was because he had no time

“I’ll go there.”

the worst situation. One of them was Yura. But she stopped the Overgeared members who

hasty. It isn’t clear

just suffer a meaningless death from the 100,000 troops. It was correct to wait for Grid

would’ve summoned his knights if he

“...”

after hearing about

believe in

face was filled with

***

power

with dark

magic will increase

magic will fall by

functions of the Blackening skill has been

the conditions for the memphis’ evolution

naturally rose due to the mass killing. Grid was relieved when he saw

'So far, it’s positive.’

Noe became his pet. Grid always felt anxious about going to hell if it rose to a high value. He thought

first place, it isn’t that

could ‘freely’ access hell if his demonic power increased. This didn’t mean he would be forced there. Looking back, he wondered if his fear of demonic power had

have Blackening and Noe, so it might be

would increase by one step. The penalty of divine power resistance falling? It was worth it. Grid had a high rapport with most religions,

attacked by dark magic than divine magic. The effects of the increase

pa

as he thought this. The magicians were destroyed by the five consecutive red phoenix summoning so the archers tried to

suffered

[You have suffered 190...]

...

...

was wearing Triple Layers. He ignored the arrows as he took a potion, rotated his body like a windmill and swept his greatsword through the

“Hah...”

Grid swept through the formation in an instant. The biggest problem was Grid’s stamina. The duke thought Grid would become

damage. I have no

Kkuok!

Lucilliv made a

brave soldiers! Cut off the head of

At the same time.

“Waaaaaaaaah!”

down from the walls. They rushed wildly towards Grid. The moonlight

-Finally, the elite troops!

real battle from

in the golden armor were different. Their strength seemed different from ordinary soldiers and the

the glory of

“Die!”

Grid. The players belonging to Eternal

the perfect

“We will go!”

that Grid would show weaknesses during the process of fighting the golden soldiers. The moment

“The timing is great.”

Kakiing.

around Grid. They became rays that shot in every direction.

Pepepepeok!

“Kuaaaaak!”

“Cough!”

in the lead

“Pagma’s Swordsmanship, Wave.”

Kurururung!

of energy swallowed the area around Grid. Grid’s eyes widened as

an elite soldier of Duke