Overgeared

Chapter 1167

[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?”

vibrating before it disappeared. The furious Charlesville shouted, “How about it? Did you see it? I lend my sword to Grid! Hahahat! Grid borrowed my

taking place throughout

borrow

“This is really...”

ownership of the ‘+7 Mass Produced One-Handed Sword’ will be transferred to Grid

your weapon ‘+8

wants to borrow your weapon

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 they were all asked

to accept the

can I accept

want

experiencing a crisis of a lifetime. This meant that not everyone could respond to Grid’s request. Of course, there

send me a

use a strange system to ask for help by borrowing other

Or...

should I lend

a connection to Grid. Among the 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 request from Grid had never met Grid

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

request during

don’t think I’ll

just lend it because it’s

of items left their master’s hands and returned to the

***

and the division of the soldiers and orcs. The Overgeared soldiers and orcs allied forces quickly advanced to the Gauss Kingdom. The only enemy remaining was

‘Did Goldhit betray me?’

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 soldiers and shouted at the soldiers with a determined expression, “This is the last battle. Fight without leaving any regrets. The world

“Wahhhh!”

didn’t matter if the enemy had 10 times more troops than they did. They were already prepared for

“Waaahhhhhhhh... ah?”

they lost momentum and stopped. It

to surrender? Okay. I will be grateful if I can save the lives of my soldiers with my death. The entire

ruler of a crumbling nation and only cared for his people, gave his neck for his soldiers

the sudden situation and lamented. The hand plow and sickle returned to his hands and he silently paid tribute to the body of King

and interpreted it as a sign recommending him to surrender, but the reality was different. The knights and soldiers of the Overgeared Kingdom merely lent their weapons to their king. King Nemesis and the Gauss army’s

and soldiers, “...For the sake of their pride,

“...Yes.”

***

the land of the old gods with the rain of battle gears

in the presence of the murderer dreaming of being

lead the world in the

that falls now proves

epic was

It is

The world was overturned.

has completed the

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