Overgeared

Grid was reminded of the 41st island on the Behen Archipelago. The small island had given him a clear and succinct mission—to fight against himself and win.

‘The clone...’

At the time, it had reproduced all of Grid’s information. The clone had used the same skills based on Grid’s stats, had better combat abilities, and had been able to fuse sword dances. He had worn the same items as Grid and also had the God Hands, but his use of the God Hands was much better than Grid’s. Unlike Grid who couldn’t focus on giving delicate commands to the God Hands, the clone had inherited the super intelligence of the super named NPC and could completely control the God Hands. In any case, Grid had somehow beat the clone.

‘The clone has God Hands, so I can secure more pavranium by taking his God Hands.’ Grid was able to come to this conclusion. In fact, until relatively recently, Grid had forgotten about his clone. He had never dreamed that the clone he had killed on the 41st island would still be alive. However, Yura then told him that his clone was in hell. It seemed Grid’s dark-skinned version was looking for him. Grid was able to instantly realize that the clone had died in Blackening mode and fallen to hell, surviving until the present.

‘The reason why Belial was surprised to see me was probably because of the clone.’

It was normal to fall to hell when dying in Blackening mode and then get expelled from hell when Blackening ended. Still, it was presumed that the clone had been in hell for years.

‘Why?’

Grid didn’t receive an answer to his question. It was virtually impossible for a player to understand every game setting. He just needed to accept and cope with the current situation.

“Hrmm...” Grid tapped on the table while thinking. It was because his clone was in hell that he desired to maintain the Blacksmith Hammer to Go Against the Gods and the Blade Aiming at the Gods. He wanted to steal the clone’s God Hands as soon as possible.

‘Of course, there is no guarantee that the God Hands will drop when I kill the clone.’

At present, he needed new God Hands. To be exact, he needed to secure more pavranium from the clone. So, it was worth trying. There was a problem though.

‘I don’t know the path to move to hell...’

In the past, Grid had been defeated by his clone several times. To be honest, the clone had been much stronger than Grid. He might have had the same stats as Grid, but the clone had the artificial intelligence of a super named NPC and had displayed an overwhelming combat ability. However, Grid had won in the end. Based on Item Creation, he had produced the Motley Flail and won by purely relying on luck.

‘I have become stronger over the last few years.’

His skill levels had gone beyond the clone’s skills. Grid had also gained God’s Command, the titles of First King, and Hero King, as well as the powers of several named bosses such as Belial and Astaroth onto his rune. There were also the goddess’ blessings which he obtained this time and the special event that happened when he made six myth rated items. It was true that Grid was currently completely different from when he entered the 41st island. Grid believed that if he went to hell and met the clone now, he would be able to overcome the clone.

‘I think I can win even if I fight with one hand.’

Of course, this belief only lasted a moment.

‘Ah... Wait?'

Didn’t Yura receive a fatal blow with a single strike? Would the clone from a few years ago be able to win against the current Yura?

‘No.’

years ago strong enough to embarrass the Great Demon

‘That isn’t possible.’

perceived it clearly. His clone had also grown

In the worst case

when Grid became

so, I can

Even if the clone was

win if I use the

because he didn’t prepare any measures. Instead, he was calmly grasping the

a decision and rose from his seat. He would go to hell

take me

embarrassed by the random whisper. -Are you

leave him alone. I have to get rid of this cheap

be in a bad direction. As such, Grid’s mission was to hunt the clone. It couldn’t be helped when he didn’t know the clone was alive,

-.....

but it wasn’t because she was impressed with Grid’s

men tried to look good to her. Everyone was cautious with their words and gestures in front of her but not Grid. Grid had said the word ‘shit’ without hesitation. It became clear that he considered Yura as a

“Hah...”

aren’t you saying anything? Ah, is it impossible

I can take up to two other people. It would be a total of three

-Three people?

would receive a death penalty if the clone was stronger than him, so he would rather fight with his colleagues. Of course, one person came

bring one more person, let’s

player that Grid perceived as stronger than himself was Duplicator Euphemina. Yura agreed, -It is a good idea.

objectively evaluate Euphemina. She wasn’t afraid of Euphemina and had a solid grasp on her power. Yura didn’t disagree that Euphemina was the strongest. She knew that Euphemina was one of the greatest players whenever she copied the strongest skills. Moreover, she could use Mumud’s

us join forces, there is no chance for

media and

has been like this since the 3rd National

was greater than what she imagined. If

replying

-...?

***

arrived, but you can’t hear

“...”

using had the realistic penalty of ‘concentration.’ She needed to focus in order to maintain the stealth. This meant that executing high speed movement, casting skills, and having conversations were forbidden since they all interfered with her concentration. It was an unreasonable penalty considering the fact that assassins who mastered the skill could move at high speeds, cast skills,

Euphemina was

years, she was familiar with the penalties that occurred. She