Overgeared

"...Are those scriptures?”

"No way...but the design is really similar.”

The people climbing the stairs with dignity. They were just as good as Regas. They were the strongest people who everyone in the world knew. They survived to the end for a reason. It was natural for them to be filled with confidence. They didn’t doubt that if they united their strengths, they would be able to win relatively easily. The characters in Battlefield only had 20 health. The maximum number of potions held was only two, so it was natural to think they would win. Until they witnessed over 10 scriptures in Grid’s arms.

‘This crazy guy...’

‘Did he only collect scriptures throughout the game?’

A thin booklet with a blue cover. The identity of Grid’s items was definitely a scripture. The scriptures, which were difficult for the other weak clerics to secure even a single one... The eyes of the people present shook. In the awkward silence, someone opened their mouth.

"Brother Grid, it’s great that you are here. It’s amazing. You have been only looking for scriptures? I know who important it is for a person to persevere every time I see you.”

Ibellin, a member of Overgeared, laughed after speaking to Grid. There weren’t many people who called him ‘brother’ so Grid recognized Ibellin straight away.

“Oh, Ibellin? You survived?”

"I was lucky. I was able to survive because so many people were eliminated earlier.”

"Is it lucky that you are here?”

“We’ll see.”

The fact that Grid secured a large number of scriptures was confusing. No, it was almost the level of a disaster. At least 10 scriptures. Using simple maths, it meant Grid had 100 health. If he had two potions as well, Grid would have almost six lives. But in the end, he was a cleric.

Clink!

Ibellin opened his inventory and took out a magic wand. It was a weapon that dealt 3 damage.

“Wow.”

“Heok.”

“Where did you get that?”

Grid and the other people temporarily allied with Ibellin were amazed. It was the first time they saw a magic wand, the strongest weapon in Battlefield. Ibellin laughed brightly as the magic wand illuminated with magic power.

"Isn’t the game about items?”

"...I raised a tiger cub.”

Grid started sweating. There was an atmosphere of death. All the viewers and the allied forces shrank back.

Ibellin was the same.

‘Now!’

Ibellin was well aware that Grid’s power was much better than what was known. He had watched Grid’s growth right next to him. Ibellin still vividly remembered.

In the Mystery Forest, Grid had fought Pagma’s doppelganger 83 times before finally winning.

‘I can’t give Brother a chance!’

He had to break Grid from the beginning. The momentum of the ‘monster’ called Grid rose as time passed. The determined Ibellin wielded his magic wand.

Jeeeeeong!

The railing of the stairs broke. It was the railing where Grid had been standing just before.

“...Wow.”

expression. He was impressed by the power. The other people saw it and

‘He’s definitely shrinking back.’

were only focused on Ibellin as he avoided the attack. He did his best to avoid the magic wand. His

‘This is our chance!’

the best opportunity. They realized the right timing was when

Then.

Wuuong!

moved in a large circle and magic aimed

'Now!'

rankers moved at the same time. They jumped up the narrow stairs and waved their weapons. They swung their weapons in the direction that Grid moved to avoid the magic

‘Perfect!’

the minds of the

"No...!”

back at all despite his outside appearance. Grid’s composure was still perfect. It was evidence that he was tracking Ibellin’s attack orbit and reacting. But even Ibellin, who was directly competing with Grid, only noticed at the very end. The other rankers couldn’t read Grid’s

the three swords heading towards their escape points and smiled. He had already used the movements of Revolve to avoid

Sururuk.

“?!”

Grid reacted as if he had eyes in the back of his head, turning to avoid two of

Teong!

five people. Grid was tangled up in the three people and used the weight of

“Eh? Ohhh.”

in an unsecure position were pushed back

‘Eh?’

like that feet were stepping on thin air. That’s right. They were pushed to the ledge that

“Kuaaaaaaah!”

Kwajak!

Ku tang tang tang!

Falling down.

suffering 10 damage each. It was a critical wound that couldn’t be overcome with one potion. Grid spoke to the enemies

room for carelessness. Isn’t

bird of prey. The

Gulp!

Satisfy. Ibellin was frightened and stepped back. His attitude was like he wasn’t holding a

Teeeeeong!

blocked Grid’s sword and

Then.

Seokeok!

Grid’s neck. During this process, the master of

Chukakakakak!

the stairs. The fourth floor landing

"Isn’t this too big?”

owner of

in front

would think

the

Grid inwardly grumbled.

didn’t he go to Kraugel’s

why Grid was greedy for

‘Yes...’

number of enemies in front of him. It was 13

ideal thing to do

right. Grid’s original purpose was to destroy all the enemies here. They were the highest rankers representing their countries. Was it pride? No, it was a realistic judgment based on solid grounds. Grid was above ordinary rankers from the

have

godly archer. He believed they would