Overgeared

Just like how some pets such as elementals didn’t have the concept of growth, Iyarugt didn’t have the growth concept of ‘level.’ This didn’t mean he was restricted or had limitations though. Rather, it meant that Iyarugt could grow through the process of restoring himself.

[* By winning in a battle against the strong, he can regain a feeling of life. The more he wins, the more he will regain your skills. (5/10)]

This was stated in Iyarugt’s status window. Every time he raided a named boss monster, he could break his limits and restore his strength. The power of Iyarugt’s current Sublime Sword was four times more powerful than Peak Sword’s Annihilate and was comparable to Linked Kill Wave Pinnacle.

“Kuek...!” Apollo blocked the sword with a shield and couldn’t help groaning from the shock. His left arm that was holding the shield spun through the air.

“Captain!” The knights’ horrified cries rang out. A demonkin had suddenly appeared, and one of the knights’ captain’s arms was cut off. Apollo used the first aid skill Hit a Pressure Point available for a fourth advancement knight and asked in a resentful voice, “I don’t understand... The evil eyes are a species banished from hell. Why are you helping the demonkin?”

However, Iyarugt wasn’t a conversationalist. He was only interested in pursuing fighting skills. Iyraugt had no interest in other people’s positions, nor was he kind enough to explain his reasons.

“What a load of shit.”

“...”

The moment the atmosphere became tense from Iyarugt’s attitude, a voice rang out.

“Shouldn’t you look at your own actions before blaming others?” It was Peak Sword who shouted from behind Iyarugt. “You are the invaders! Do you deserve to blame other people when you have invaded this territory, harmed the people and took away their peace? You are barbarians!”

“...I omitted the introductions, so there was a misunderstanding. We are the Blue Flame Knights of the Gauss royal family. This is our territory, and we have the right and duty to defend ourselves. It is the evil eyes who are the invaders, not us.”

“G-Gauss Kingdom? Keuk! Still, the evil eyes haven’t hurt your people!”

“How do you know? Can you guarantee that they haven’t harmed anyone? They are demonkin. They must be ferocious to have been banished from hell.”

“Uh...!”

“No... Before discussing race, it is a matter of basic national security... Think about it from our perspective. If you find out that a certain armed group is living underneath your Overgeared Kingdom... would you be able to overlook it?”

“...!” Peak Sword became more and more dumbfounded. It was because he couldn’t refute any of Apollo’s reasonable words. As an easy example, imagine if the Chinese army were living underneath South Korean territory. It was something that could never be tolerated for Koreans.

“I-I see... I fully understand your position. Technically, you guys are the victims...” Peak Sword admitted it honestly. However—

“Ah, I don’t know! In any case, the Gauss Kingdom is our enemy! I’ll get rid of everyone here!”

It was enough to ignore the unfavorable truth. Peak Sword refused any further conversation. He pulled out a dark sword—a long sword that Grid had made out of Belial’s Horn. Just based on the performance alone, it was a weapon that was slightly more powerful than Iyarugt.

“Let’s go, Iyarugt! Exterminate them!”

The new Iyarugt was launched like a flash of light while Peak Sword stood in place and bent over.

“Hell Moon Cut.”

Simultaneously, Iyarugt had cut through the lead knights and was surrounded by the enemies.

“Annihilate.”

Peak Sword’s weapon swept through the enemies around Iyarugt. It was a ridiculously aggressive offensive. Apollo realized the opponents weren’t willing to talk and raised a blue sword energy from the tip of his sword. It was a flame-like sword.

“My fire will protect my country!”

It was a powerful wave of energy! Peak Sword was pushed back during the gap created by using Draw Sword, and Vantner ran to his side to set up a shield. After that, Apollo’s sword energy struck Vantner’s shield. Vantner murmured to himself, ‘It is a whole different level...!’

As expected, a fourth advancement opponent was too much at this point in time.

class could overwhelm a second advancement

difficult to deal with Apollo’s damage, despite his stats falling significantly

Peak Sword

aren’t my master so you

to Apollo. He also knew that Peak Sword would be in danger if he didn’t get rid

demonkin was different from that

the innate power and vitality of a demonkin suppressed

was aware that Iyarugt exposed one or two gaps, but he

They were a trap.

by these gaps. It would’ve been easy to fight back and defend if only he hadn’t lost his arm. The biggest problem was

“Good! Well done!”

“Push him, Iyarugt!”

perfect state and would just be a hindrance. Now there were less than 10 Blue Flame Knights left, and they vented their anger with an energetic shout. “These

fighting for their lives, these two people were hiding behind the crazy

the knights rose in unison. They had trained together for many

while he was busy blocking. Another two attacked from the right, and Peak Sword would be in danger of being killed if he didn’t handle it right. Peak Sword forgot about his pride and rolled his body. He thought about

deal with four players at once. Then what about Grid who won against 400 players? It was really amazing. He

he

His shield’s durability was low and was on the verge of being

‘They are royal knights!’

was so high that it was difficult to find a gap of opportunity, and their attack power was also high. Eventually,

cried out as he was stabbed in the stomach, but Peak Sword couldn’t afford to help him. Peak Sword was in the exact same situation was Vantner. He had already been

and should be protecting me! You

“...”

The Overgeared soldiers watched the legends of the Overgeared Kingdom struggle. They had been expecting a fierce and wonderful fight, but the situation was

“We will fight!”

“Yes! Go!”

participated because Vantner had been urging them to stay away, but now they had hit a limit. The soldiers were prepared to die. They decided to sacrifice

“Waaaaahhhhh!”

“Ugh... Run away...”

experience and items if they died, but they could resurrect again. On the other hand, the soldiers only had one

due to the soldiers joining and shouted while coughing up blood, “Shit...! Iyarugt!

his call. Apollo was also a strong representative of his country. He was furious, and Iyarugt couldn’t shake him off easily. Vantner pushed the knights with his shoulders and saved his

eyes to the

the gates and

nasty bastards, who are

were in vain. It was called sage time in jargon. Their frustration was decreasing their morale.

“...?”

it a hallucination? The knight was bewildered as he discovered the red flower at his heart. Blood

his body fell. The flower that blossomed at his heart was already dying as it scattered petals everywhere. The scattered petals became blood and soaked the ground. That’s right. The red flower that had fallen from the heart of the collapsed knight wasn’t a flower but blood pouring

“...What?!”

trace? Who showed up and helped?

“...Phew, I survived.”

relief. They were aware of the identity of the person who had entered the battlefield. He was the shadow that protected the Overgeared Kingdom—the

hell is

died. They focused and desperately looked around. Nevertheless, it was useless. Faker invoked Lantier’s technique and was in an extremely

Duguen. Duguen. Duguen...

frightened knights were heard. There was complete silence.

case, his

in some ways. I’m going

Vantner sat down and turned

they exchanged blows. Then a black sword fell between them. It was Faker. Apollo, who was