Overgeared

[He saw an unchanging faith in the face of the coming disaster.]

The most famous protagonist of the world messages was Kraugel. He had maintained his position of supreme one for three years after Satisfy opened. He was the first pioneer to explore many hidden fields and he uncovered the concept of hidden quests. He had made many achievements ahead of others and created the formula of ‘unknown person = Kraugel.’

Now Grid was catching up with Kraugel’s record. Grid’s record was astonishing considering that most of Kraugel’s achievements were in the early days when many things weren’t unveiled. Unlike the early days, it was now much more difficult to monopolize the world messages alone.

Of course, no one disparaged Kraugel’s accomplishments. Many of Kraugel’s accomplishments seemed easy to get now but at that time, Kraugel was the only one who managed it among two billion people. In people’s eyes, both Kraugel and Grid looked great.

“This time, Grid’s epic is about religion.”

“I heard the Dominion Church is a mess. Is he involved in this?”

“Perhaps he wiped out the Yatan Church.”

“I hope so. These days, the Yatan Church members are acting so wildly that I can’t hunt properly.”

Grid’s fourth epic made the world buzz. Thousands of people were speculating on Grid’s current whereabouts. People didn’t forget about Grid’s first epic written in Taleren Canyon. People wanted to experience it again. They wanted to share their emotions and thrills with everyone who enjoyed Satisfy by witnessing the process of the epic in real time.

Unfortunately, Grid’s second, third, and fourth epics were written in a place where people were absent. People had to infer Grid’s situation based on the writing and could only imagine it. It had its own charm but it was lacking compared to the feeling of seeing the situation directly.

“Eh?” Charlesville, an ordinary level 193 that could be seen everywhere—he was dining with his friends when he suddenly dropped his fork with amazement.

“Why do you suddenly look so stupid?”

“Did you connect to the game without closing the gas valve again?”

“N-No, that isn’t it...”

“...?”

“G-Grid... it is Grid.”

“What about Grid? Tell me properly.”

Charlesville’s friends wanted to focus on Grid’s epic, which was coming slower than usual, and were annoyed. To them, Charlesville was babbling nonsense.

“He asked me to lend him my weapon?”

“...Tsk.”

They wouldn’t be fooled like this. Charlesville’s friends looked at Charlesville with shit-eating expressions. Charlesville felt wronged.

“No, really! Look!” Charlesville stood up from his seat and released his sword from his waist, holding it in his hand. Called the Fairly Useful Longsword, it was a rare rated level 160 sword that had a casual name and no special appearance. However, the performance was not ordinary.

It overwhelmed the other weapons of the same level in terms of pure damage and durability. In fact, it was one of Charlesville’s biggest prides. It wasn’t just the good performance. The creator of the longsword was labeled ‘unknown craftsman.’ Everyone knew that the identity of the unknown craftsman was Grid from a few years ago. Charlesville was very proud that his weapon was Grid’s work.

“Who put poison in Charles’ soup... Eh?”

The furious Charlesville shouted, “How

were taking

to borrow my

“This is really...”

to borrow your weapon ‘+7 Mass Produced One-Handed Sword.’ If you accept, ownership of the ‘+7 Mass Produced One-Handed

'Grid' wants to borrow your weapon ‘+8

to borrow your weapon ‘+8 Smashing

they had a named weapon. No, it was that they were owners of weapons that Grid made himself. Some used them as their main weapon, like Charlesville, while others just stored them as collectibles. Yet

to

accept in

want me to

eating like Charlesville while others were fighting monsters or PKing at the hunting grounds. Some people were experiencing a crisis of a lifetime. This meant that not everyone could respond to Grid’s request. Of course, there were many people who didn’t care even

really send me a

but was it common sense to use a strange system to ask for help by borrowing other people’s weapons? People were suspicious and wary of such

Or...

I

works created by Grid, the best items were only distributed among the Overgeared members. Only the items that Grid had made a long time ago or were classified as lower-grade items were circulated in the market. Many of the players currently receiving the

Grid’s request. Those who accepted Grid’s request, even if they had no connection to him,

request during

think

I’ll just lend

hands

***

and orcs. The Overgeared soldiers and orcs allied

‘Did Goldhit betray me?’

was right in front of their noses. King Nemesis was already prepared but he felt great despair by the result that was more empty then he imagined. He just couldn’t bear to express this in front of the

“Wahhhh!”

pierced the sky. It didn’t matter if the enemy had 10 times more troops than they did. They were already prepared for death and would fight bravely to defend

“Waaahhhhhhhh... ah?”

the enemy when they lost momentum and stopped. It was because the leading

Gauss Kingdom’s army was hesitating when King Nemesis’s voice, filled with magic power, echoed through the battlefield, “Are you recommending for me to surrender? Okay. I will be grateful if I can save the lives of my

crumbling nation and only cared for his people, gave his neck for his soldiers in

and sickle returned to his hands and he silently paid tribute to the body of King Nemesis. The knights and elite soldiers behind him

him to surrender, but the reality was different. The knights and soldiers of the Overgeared Kingdom merely lent their weapons to their

sake of

“...Yes.”

***

soaked the land of the old gods with the rain of battle gears of those who believe in him

dreaming of being a

will lead the

rain that falls now proves

was at

It is a

The world was overturned.

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