Overgeared

Let’s consider when it’s the most annoying time to play a game:

-When an enhancement failed...

-A player’s level not going up no matter how many mobs were killed, dying and losing experience...

-Failing a raid, or succeeding in a raid only to not get a jackpot...

-Struggling like a dog to clear a quest, only to receive a poor reward...

-Finding out that the class chosen was rubbish...

-Selling an item for a low price, only for the value to skyrocket a few days later...

-Witnessing someone else get a jackpot, and so on...

There were so many moments that they couldn’t be listed individually. The culture of the game brought players a lot of entertainment, but it also brought them extreme loss and stress.

“Ah...”

Grid was the same as everyone else, despite being at the peak of the players. He gained wealth and honor from the game, but he still felt loss and stress from it. The current situation was the same. The elves were another species that had been separated from humanity for hundreds of years. They couldn’t be met even when Grid wanted to meet them, so why did they show up right now?

“...Why did they come up when I am using the white phosphorus wood?!!” Grid screamed as an arrow swept past his cheek and struck his portable furnace.

Puk!

[The portable furnace is hit.]

[The portable furnace won’t function properly.]

[You need to be careful.]

“Oh!”

The white phosphorus wood was still burning in the furnace that had a hole in it. The wood, which was difficult to transport from the East Continent, was consumed meaninglessly.

‘Now there are only 80 of them left!’

Since he needed a minimum of three or four pieces to achieve the desired firepower, the limited number of white phosphorus wood gave Grid considerable pressure. Moreover, as he couldn’t cross to the East Continent currently due to danger from the yangbans, the white phosphorus wood was truly a valuable resource.

Yet the elves had suddenly appeared and caused him to waste four pieces of white phosphorus wood. As such, Grid couldn’t help feeling heated up. “You are just pretty!”

It seemed that the rumor of how Kim Taehee and Kim Yisun were just like potatoes when compared to the elves of the elven kingdom was true. Among the elves who appeared in front of Grid, there were none who weren’t beautiful. The elves’ perfect beauty was comparable to the beauty of the best beauties he had seen so far—Yura, Jishuka, Irene, Sua, Mercedes, and so on. It wasn’t at all difficult to make a comparison since Mercedes was right next to him.

However, so what if they were pretty? They weren’t his anyway!

“Their chests are also small... Ugh!”

Puk!

have suffered 8,980

“Your Majesty!”

“God Hands!”

the orbits of the arrows using his high agility and insight, but it

is like archery from the

an arrow was shot first and then another one, the second one would closely follow the target and hit the target a second time. Since ancient times, archery had been said to be the best on the Korean peninsula, and this was a high-level archery technique.

about such things. “Pagma’s

as

a gap in the God Hands and pierced his thigh, interrupting the skill

arrows

and covertness of the arrows were topnotch. The elves’ archery reminded Grid of the death knight of the legendary archer Povia. This meant that the skills of the elves were greater than the rankers. Arrows started to pour down like rain. The God Hands couldn’t endure

“Vaintz’ Swordsmanship 3rd style.”

now, Grid had a knight as a bus... No, it was a legendary knight. Mercedes appeared in front

direction of Mercedes’ rotation. It was a silver storm that

“Kyaaack!”

Kwa kwa kwa

and fell in all directions. Their sharp screams echoed in the vast forest. However, there was something even more

only

elves survived, and their health was even maintained at 50%. They had an unbelievable defense despite the fact that only leaves were barely covering their bodies. It was also a persistent vitality that

white-haired elf. The elf called Beniyaru was a named elf, and her name was in a golden

avoid them.” Mercedes was also aware of the seriousness of the situation. The elves were stronger than rumored. Mercedes decided that protecting Grid

stared straight into Mercedes’ eyes. He used Quick Movements and spoke as two arrows flew, “You are mistaken. I’m not a weakling

It was the effect of Quick Movements. He avoided

“Uh!”

“What...?”

controlled by an unknown force, and their fingertips couldn’t move. It was an oppressive authority that couldn’t be rejected unless they had a status resistance. The bows and arrows in the hands of the elves fell to

had been dressed for comfort when making an item, but he now swapped to Valhalla of Infinite Affection. He did this quickly with

were startled because Grid’s momentum was reminiscent of a volcano. Strong, destructive, and widespread—the elves were swept away in it, suffering a

“Now!”

cry meant

It was Mercedes. She was amazed and thrilled at the grandeur of the king she

Swordsmanship 4th style, Raising the Sword Energy.” A storm of silver sword energy sprang up from below. Swept away by the attacks of the two people,

“Pagma’s Swordsmanship, Transcended Link.”

5th style,

aimed at the unaware elves. No, they

“Kuk...!”

“Uh!”

Mercedes groaned at the same

Her bow struck Grid’s neck while her fist, which contained a fire elemental, slammed into Mercedes’ abdomen. Grid flew back into a rock while Mercedes flew toward a tree to the left, stopping with

Grid’s face.

was preparation for a greater threat. How many of them were hidden in every corner of

Mercedes has the

natural as this was the world tree

like me, Mercedes doesn’t know anything about

and wind elementals, respectively called ‘Yutan’ and ‘Sulle’, his regret toward the white phosphorus wood disappeared. At this moment, Grid was purely focused on