Overgeared

‘Did he intentionally design this situation?’

Since the moment Grid was hit by Charging Shot, Jishuka had been filled with an anxiety that was difficult to express clearly. The timing of the magic machine’s explosion was perfect. Grid exposed a large gap in his defense, and the players didn’t miss this opportunity. Hundreds of scattered players gathered around Grid.

They fell into the trap. From the moment that Charging Shot hit, Grid had this current development in mind.

“He is becoming sexier.” Jishuka shivered as she recalled the scene of five Grids in red armor. Her beautiful face turned red, and a rough breath emerged from the gap in her lips. She wanted to try dissecting Grid’s skull. Even the folds in his brain seemed sexy.

Masquerading as the Demon King, Grid stared at Jishuka. Jishuka’s blush thickened. She trembled from extreme excitement.

“Come.”

Approximately 80 players had survived. Most of the Overgeared members—including Chris and Peak Sword—might’ve been killed, but there were still many strong players such as Damian and Zibal with his magic machine. Despite this, Grid was looking at her, concentrating solely on her. It meant she was the biggest threat to him. Jishuka felt great joy at monopolizing Grid’s gaze.

--!!

Black arrows were fired soundlessly. Jishuka was the only one who knew exactly how many there were. Grid was facing her head on and wasn’t aware of the arrows flying from different trajectories. This wasn’t an uncommon situation, but Grid was feeling rushed. He didn’t dwell on impossible defenses or avoidance. Instead, he was like a bull. He was attracted by the charming red cloth called Jishuka.

“Yes, I’m coming!”

Jishuka’s excitement was getting out of control. The arrows struck Grid’s body. His philtrum, between his eyes, and in the middle of his forehead were hit. This was a terrible feast of skills. It was understandable why the people of Tzedakah used to compare Jishuka’s spirit to a wild beast and a hunter. She showed no concept of mercy toward her target. Logically, Grid should be shrinking back.

‘Pagma’s Swordsmanship.’

Grid was currently under the protection of Moving Fortress and was completely resistant to physical attacks. The arrows inserted between his eyes and the blood flowing down didn’t disturb him.

‘Link.’

Grid broke through the arrows, reached Jishuka, and unleashed dozens of energy blades. Jishuka moved in a half turn to widen her distance from Grid while drawing back her bowstring. She dodged a few energy blades and fought back.

[You have suffered 8,930 damage!]

[You have suffered 7,590 damage!]

[You have suffered 13,580 damage!]

weak points, but she couldn’t evade his attacks forever. Jishuka’s agility was high as the first ranked archer, but she wasn’t faster than Grid. This was because the movements

has received

target has

two blows yet she lost more than half her health. She used her quiver and bow to stop a few energy blades, using the natural rebound to

from it might have their ankles torn. However, Grid ignored it and ran forward. Now Moving Fortress was activated. A trap

was sincerely sorry. If only it wasn’t for the debt...

someone who couldn’t be caught by traps. She couldn’t win. Even

who was chasing her. Her point of aim was different from before. The arrow was aimed at the center of the armor, not the seams of the armor. She fired the arrow from

it would last for one minute. This was the penalty of Moving Fortress. Wouldn’t Valhalla of Infinite Affection turn into rags because of his

been left as a trump card. However, the arrow was fired right in front of his nose. Jishuka’s arrow pierced through Valhalla, and it shattered into thousands of fragments. It was a result caused by Jishuka’s ability to read, judge, and act the moment

as her and didn’t notice in time. He wasn’t a chosen human being, a genius like Kraugel. The Enlightenment Sword, a weapon that was hard to determine if it was

have been struck with

for her actions. Although the armor might not be the real one, Jishuka apologized for destroying Khan’s work. It was why she had hesitated and hadn’t aimed for Valhalla the moment she saw its

mind and stroked her red hair. “I apologize for

soon ascended as

left, the white giant managed to beat the vampire and rushed toward Grid

the

‘Tiramet is already dead.’

was truly a monster. Was it possible to obtain the materials to make a magic machine from the production rewards? Grid thought this and opened the inventory. The items he took

created to raid the drake during the 2nd National Competition, was thrown like a javelin. Raiders paused as the harpoon struck its

ground using a peg and immediately disappeared. It was a spacious

next target

‘Linked Kill Wave Pinnacle.’

skill to barely recover from the wounds he had sustained in the explosion and

Kill Wave Pinnacle emerged from the mouth of the Demon King. Damian’s shield couldn’t even withstand the

summoned a large golden circle behind his back as a last-ditch

[You have died.]

He was already dead.

started chasing Grid again. This time Grid didn’t avoid Raiders. The wind blew his ebony hair as he stood in place and stared at Raiders. Zibal’s legs were soft from where he was sitting

Grid’s eyes weren’t strained at all. He was reminded that his explosion had destroyed Eat Spicy Jokbal’s fortress. It was as he had expected. The golden cannon

“Kuoock...!”

Grid. Raiders’ body was hit by the cannon and tilted heavily. There was a magnetic field, and the surging currents

filled Zibal’s face. He screamed because he couldn’t change the flow of the