Overgeared

‘Should I have killed all of them?’

Veradin, Drew, Tageo, Dail, Eisto, King Dragon, and so on—this was the list of Immortal members who had invaded Reinhardt and killed the blacksmiths and soldiers. Of course, the necromancers who offered their necks to Grid a little while ago were included.

Yet Grid hadn’t killed all of them. He felt reluctant to take away their lives when they had completely lost their fighting spirits and possessed a strong sense of regret over the past. They were different from Kir. Kir was a threat to Grid while Immortal was fragile after being abandoned by Agnus. Still, he hadn’t been able to let Drew pass since he was a representative...

“...Tsk, I should’ve killed all of them.”

Grid felt sorry toward Khan, who left first, and resented himself for being weakened by unnecessary sympathy. A strong killing intent filled Grid’s eyes as he rebuked himself. This killing intent was only directed toward one person.

‘Veradin!’

Grid’s steps became faster as he headed to the underground waterway.

***

“Wasting time struggling... Don’t you know that this is a loss for both of us? Don’t you have any of your own thoughts? This is why I don’t want to hang out with lowly people.” Veradin looked down at Bullet like he was a bug. He felt disgusted.

The eyes of the wounded Bullet shook as he asked, “The Veradin who struggled with the empire’s quest to massacre the immigrants, the Veradin who cared for his colleagues, the Veradin who was loyal to Agnus... Where has he gone?”

“He didn’t exist from the beginning.” It had all just been a fake act. Veradin had played the ideal human in order to gain the trust of others and attain easy access to observe them.

“...” Bullet sighed. He tried to hide his emotions but it wasn’t easy.

Veradin witnessed Bullet’s eyes twitching and scoffed, “Didn’t you once say that I felt like an old friend? I led you to feel that way. I needed your reputation to attract talent in the early days of Immortal.”

“...”

“Well, that was the past you. If you still think of me as a friend, don’t grab my ankle. Don’t use my name to live alone in the empress’ palace. By the way, since when did you start to doubt me?”

“...Since Agnus stopped acknowledging you and you started to give commands arbitrarily.”

“I see. I was careless.” Veradin glanced over at his poison master death knight and raised his dagger. He had wounds on his body from struggling with Bullet’s death knight, but there wasn’t a large impact on his movements. Bullet was forced to feel the gap between first and second place.

‘There is such a large gap in the rankings...’ It was crazy when thinking about how many times Grid had challenged the strongest people in the world. ‘If Agnus was still on our side...’

Bullet remembered the first day he met Agnus. Agnus had been so strong and cool. Back then, he led an undead army and seemed to shout ‘this is a true necromancer’, causing everyone to feel thrilled. When Bullet joined Immortal, he trusted Veradin, who spoke for Agnus.

Alas, reality was like a gutter. To Agnus, Immortal was nothing. Veradin, the spokesman for Agnus, had just been using them as scapegoats.

“Kuk...!” Tears filled Bullet’s eyes as his expression distorted. Bullet had wanted to be friends with people who gathered for the same purpose. He wanted them to move forward together and enjoy this wonderful world. Was this wish such a big mistake?

His heart was screaming when he heard Veradin’s voice in his ears. “You should’ve been more vicious. Keep this darkness in your heart. Then I would’ve been the one lying on the floor right now, not you.

“...”

person with a pure

Bullet’s chest. This was

for chasing a vain dream. Agnus who didn’t accept his admiration... Bullet didn’t hate him. After all, Agnus didn’t have

fun.” Veradin read the expression in Bullet’s eyes and clicked his tongue. Bullet lay with

receive

cooldown time

[The antidote isn’t working.]

will receive

of view blinked red. Then his health gauge reached the bottom, and his

it well.” It was an unfamiliar voice. The voice contained a strong will like Agnus’. However, it

“Gri...d...”

mean he would spare Bullet. After all, Bullet was still part of Immortal.

***

he’d had while mocking Bullet had completely disappeared. It was because Veradin had clearly seen Grid watching silently as

‘Terrible jerk!’

Grid just stood there and watched? Was he so confident that he could

regret giving me all that

watching Penan for a long

[The Cave King]

was presumed that the strong man with this title was sleeping in the Penan underground waterway.

Veradin used the underground waterway as an escape route. He also wanted to obtain the body of the

would now discard the poison master. He aimed to secure the

‘Is it here?’

arrived. The nervous Veradin started searching through

“It’s here!”

an old and

secret city under the Gauss Kingdom in an effort to conquer the Gauss Kingdom. Now, he would be resurrected in this world

the coffin and shouted,

Veradin pulled out the white bones of the poison master and

will dominate the Cave King! Cave King! Become

a

stats, you have failed to make

Deceased’ has allowed you to overcome the limitations of

succeeded in making the Cave King a death

title, ‘Under the King...’

[Death Knight]

[Name: Cave King

Level: 361

The master’s level is too low. The level and stats of the Cave King are

(▼)

540 (▼) Intelligence:

-Skills Possessed-