Overgeared

Chapter 1057

“This is the last island.”

He revealed himself as the 10th great demon.

“My name is Leraje. I am one of the 33 rulers who control hell.”

Leraje covered half of his face with a deep hat. The red lips made a sharp contrast to the pale skin.

“I am a great ruler who combines power and strategy. The proof is that I easily made it to the 66th island. Huhut.”

““...””

It had been a long time since I met with others. Maybe it had been a few decades. However, I wasn’t happy. I was already bored and lazy.

The great demon was constantly talking. “My specialty is to struggle. I have a habit of winning against anyone I compete with. The evidence is that I easily took care of all the previous legends guarding the other islands. Demon Slayer Alex who made great demons tremble? Even he couldn’t be my opponent. Huhuhut.”

““...””

“Hrmm... It is unreasonable to try and talk to a death knight who doesn’t have an ego. It is no fun. Still, I am looking forward to it. Based on the sword hanging from your waist, you must be Sword Saint Muller. Didn’t you seal several great demons, including Hell Gao? I have always wanted to meet you. I will use this opportunity to prove that I am better than Hell Gao.”

““I’m not Muller.””

Who would dare to mistake my identity?

As I opened my mouth, Leraje said, “Hoh, a death knight is talking? Yes, you aren’t Muller? What are you called?”

““Madra. I was king of Lubana.””

“Madra...? I have heard it a few times. How disappointing. I was hoping to meet Muller on the last island... The final battle will be worthless as well.”

““...””

My anger rose. Pagma, you resurrected me because you are afraid of this guy?

““200,000 Army Crushing Sword.””

“...!”

I couldn’t find any meaning in this second life. I had no motivation and couldn’t move since I was trapped alone on the island. I stood in place and looked up at the sky, but my skills weren’t rusty. Fear filled the eyes of the arrogant Leraje.

***

It had happened before Grid learned 200,000 Army Swordsmanship. The past that he viewed in Madra’s diary stopped here in the middle of the seventh chapter.

However, things were different now. Grid, who had achieved level 399 and acquired 200,000 Army Swordsmanship, was able to read the back pages.

***

“Cough! Cough! Death... I am going to die from a death knight...!”

““A person who can’t stop this much is a loser.””

“You said you were the king of Lubana? You...! You aren’t Muller. How are you capable of this swordsmanship?”

the Undefeated King. I haven’t experienced defeat, be it in life or

“A bluff!”

resist but it was

his flesh and

‘...’

***

the true 200,000 Army Crushing Sword that couldn’t be compared to the degraded version, Leraje was literally crushed. He desperately unfolded his magic, but everything was

is greater than the difference between heaven

weren’t comparable to Madra. Undefeated King Madra was the strongest. Duguen! Duguen! Duguen! Grid’s heartbeat started to accelerate. His admiration for Madra spurred his

know a

I am Undefeated King

the diary and shared his memories and feelings. You need to be careful

in

brain waves and pulse. If it is determined to be dangerous, Death Knight Madra’s diary will be

Madra’s diary will be

“...!”

with Madra, opened his eyes. He was drenched in sweat as he gritted his teeth. It was to distinguish between virtual and reality. He was Grid, not Madra. He tried his best to realize that he was

Duguen! Duguen! Duguen...

heartbeat

are free from

normal. The eighth chapter of Death Knight Madra’s diary is

you want to

Yes,

@%$P)@!#$~$X##!!!!!!!

“...”

challenge also failed. After learning 200,000 Army Swordsmanship, Grid re-read the seventh chapter several times to confirm the back of the diary. He experienced Madra’s great pain and despair, but he endured

It was in a language that wasn’t human. Why? At first, he couldn’t understand

was the

thoughts he wrote in the diary were likely transformed into something that only he could recognize. It was something completely different that couldn’t be defined by the concept of

end of the

Swordsmanship. The weak body of the undead, that had undergone hundreds of years of storms, couldn’t withstand the destructive power of 300,000 Army Swordsmanship. Considering the time,

there is 300,000 Army Swordsmanship, will I

it would take at least

is no real

despite beating Berith. Of course, there were many high-level NPCs among the raid party members. He had to consider that most of the experience had been distributed to the NPCs. It was common sense that

that I couldn’t go up by even

level 399 onward, the amount of experience required

point where I can’t

women’s underwear as well as men’s underwear. It was a sight where those who didn’t know

‘It’s too big.’

‘It is Jishuka’s underwear.’

you know the

that... we

‘I envy Jishuka.’

‘...?’

midst of the Overgeared members’ murmurs, Grid

[Tailoring Technique Training]

[Class Quest

have become greater after learning

where you can combine blacksmithing and tailoring, your foundation as a blacksmith will expand

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