Overgeared

Grid didn’t forget the blacksmith he encountered in a world full of human ideals. Standing in front of the shining anvil and golden clouds, he used his burning nipples to smelt metal and a lightning hammer to temper the metal. The blacksmith god, Hexetia—he was the ideal that every blacksmith in the world, including Grid, had to pursue.

...Except for the nipples.

“...Sigh.”

Grid temporarily put Blacksmith’s Skill Comparable to a God to the side, closing his eyes as he took some breaths.

‘I never thought I could beat you.’

He recalled the last conversations he had with Garam. He recognized his limitations when he failed to overcome Garam, who was only qualified as a fake god. As a player, he had to bear these limits. Yes, he was a player. Not only was it difficult to exceed the growth power of named NPCs, he was overwhelmingly lacking when it came to basic stats. No matter how high he raised his level or how much stats he built up, even if he became a god, it would still be an insurmountable limit.

This was a realistic conjecture. Even if he became a god, Grid’s value would drop as soon as an NPC appeared as an enemy.

‘So don’t try to be foolish.’

That’s why he didn’t say to Garam, ‘One day, I will surely surpass you.’

He left his desperate wish as a hollow cry in his heart and simply relied on Braham and his colleagues who appeared. He felt like he would fall into the brink of suffering that could never be escaped the moment he expressed his vain wish of fighting and beating Garam. No matter how much time passed, it would be hard to beat Garam, even if he struggled insanely.

However, now his thoughts have changed. It was because the heart of the red phoenix showed new possibilities. Recovery—Grid had the overwhelming recovery of beings who were regarded as insurmountable walls. Right now, it was a recovery that could only be maintained for a few seconds at best but for a short period of time, he completely transcended the limits of a player. It wasn’t a transcendence that would be common among players. It was real transcendence.

“......”

The image in Grid’s mind deepened. The image of the beautiful and transparent small sword that looked like it was carved of ice slowly floated in his mind.

[Hexetia’s Small Sword]

[Rating: Myth

Attack Power: 28,990

....

...]

He didn’t remember anything else but he precisely remembered the attack power. It was considered absurd the first time he saw it. He thought it was an attack power that he would never achieve in his life. This wasn’t the case anymore. This time, his recovery suggested a new possibility—players could also have transcendent stats. Grid had the ability to experiment with the possibilities.

to a God Lv.

the time it takes to

unique rated

is a certain probability of producing legendary rated

a low probability of making a myth reproduction or myth rated

a production item will increase by

When myth rated items are produced, the blacksmiths’ faith in you

increase by one for every three myth rated items

active skill. The myth rated items

didn’t even pay attention to the fact that ‘a minimum of unique

items above the legendary level, the epic rated and unique rated items had the same value to him. The Blacksmith’s Skill Comparable to a

was 10% higher than Genuine - (Fighting against the Gods) Legendary Blacksmith’s Craftsmanship Skill. The higher the stats

have to unconditionally make a high-grade

his recovery. It didn’t matter if he had a lot of recovery if

items are too old

Light set he swapped to when responding to magic

he had acquired long ago. Even the Cone Helmet and Overgeared Crown were created before the

Light set has been used for the longest

diligently gaining new equipment and improving their specs while Grid alone was treasuring antiques. The word ‘overgeared’ still had a negative meaning and if they spoke to Grid, they would insist, ‘I

the answer

stats but he hadn’t thrown them away because they had a field-specific performance. Now they should

have to harden

from the yangbans. There were three White Tiger’s Breaths, three Black Tortoise’s Breaths, and two each of the Red Phoenix’s Breaths and Blue Dragon’s Breaths. The equipment used by the yangbans such as the smoking pipe, soft sword, and short spear were included in the loot but their performance were somewhat lower than the items made by Grid. They were unique rated items dropped by bosses over level 400. It was quite disappointing since the items dropped

exploited. They didn’t rely on equipment in the first place so it would be strange if

the National Competition, the breaths of the Four Gods seemed common but that wasn’t the case from Grid’s viewpoint. There were few items with as much quality

blue, white,

the different colored breaths and returned all but the black one into his inventory. The black breath

some

coming to the East Continent, Grid had crafted items with the two breaths that were in his possession. One was a sword made from the Red Phoenix’s Breath, a

to smelt the

results were the worst. It was so rough that he didn’t feel the need to

way to control the power

Tortoise’s Breath that contained the power of water and death was the worst for a blacksmith. The aura of water calmed the blacksmith’s fire and the aura of death hindered the blacksmith’s creation.

to suppress the aura

sacred creatures listening started to