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

“Your Majesty!”

“God Hands!”

using his high agility and insight, but it was impossible to pick out the arrow that

is like archery

time. Since ancient times, archery had been said to be the best on the Korean peninsula,

about such things.

Grid started a sword dance as

in the God Hands and pierced his thigh, interrupting the skill casting. This was the moment when he was caught by the deadly disadvantage of Pagma’s

arrows

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 the cumulative damage and fell into

“Vaintz’ Swordsmanship 3rd style.”

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

Mercedes’ rotation. It was a silver storm that crushed

“Kyaaack!”

Kwa kwa kwa

by the storm of energy swords and fell in all directions. Their sharp

only decreased by

survived, and their health was even maintained at 50%. They had an unbelievable defense despite the fact that only leaves were barely covering

that elf?’ Grid’s gaze was focused on the white-haired elf. The

the situation. The elves were

judgment scratched Grid’s pride. Grid stared straight into Mercedes’ eyes. He used Quick Movements and spoke as two arrows flew, “You are mistaken. I’m not a weakling to be

effect of Quick Movements. He avoided the flying arrows and

“Uh!”

“What...?”

tree and sniping were amazed. Their behavior was being 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

item, but he now swapped to Valhalla of Infinite Affection. He did this quickly with the help of the God Hands. Grid

Grid’s momentum was reminiscent of a volcano. Strong, destructive, and widespread—the

“Now!”

cry meant for?

It was Mercedes. She was amazed and thrilled at the grandeur

silver sword energy sprang up from below. Swept away by the attacks of the two people, the bodies of the elves

“Pagma’s Swordsmanship, Transcended Link.”

5th style, Sowing Sword

as the final blow and aimed at the unaware elves. No, they

“Kuk...!”

“Uh!”

groaned at

Mercedes’ abdomen. Grid flew back into a rock while Mercedes flew toward a tree to the left, stopping with the power of her silver wings. Meanwhile, Beniyaru restrained her fellow elves, who landed safely on the ground with the

Grid’s

a greater threat. How many of them were hidden in every corner of Satisfy’s huge world? Grid judged Beniyaru to be on the same level

has the

was the world

me, Mercedes doesn’t know

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