Overgeared

“Agnus!”

He was a person always mentioned when discussing the top 10 strongest people, not the top 100. It was Agnus. He was one of the strongest people in Satisfy who could stand shoulder to shoulder with the supreme Grid and Sword Saint Kraugel.

“Why are you stupidly staring? Don’t bother me. Take out the medicine and get lost.”

No, it was more appropriate to say he was the worst rather than the best. The doctor Hera couldn’t fight and she had little interest in it, but Agnus was infamous. He was a villain who casually did unethical events such as killing all players he encountered at a hunting ground, monopolizing hunting grounds, or annihilating NPCs to turn them into skeleton soldiers. Recently, she had rumors that he was involved with the great demons who were humanity’s greatest evil. To be honest, he was a big character in the world and she only heard nasty rumors about him.

Gulp.

Hera swallowed her saliva and felt creeped out by Agnus’ empty gold eyes. Her limbs trembled. This was real fear. It wasn’t just caused by Agnus. Agnus was the contractor of the 1st Great Demon Baal and a noble of the demon world. He developed a skill that paralyzed those with a lower than him with fear.

It happened as Agnus and Hera were facing each other.

“Hahat! Hahahat! Goodbye! Goodbye to this damn life!” The client who had been sobbing about his liberation suddenly laughed and rose from his seat. He didn’t even look at Agnus who kicked him as he shouted at the boy in the bed. “Pauld [1]! Come and release the shackles on me! Reward me for serving only you for 31 years with my freedom!”

‘31 years?’

He was talking about 31 years to a boy who seemed to be less than 15 years old? It was bizarre in many ways. Hera felt something ominous and stepped back. The boy lying like the dead on his bed opened his eyes. Dark eyes stared at the ceiling out of pale skin that didn’t seem to see the sun once in his life.

“...Good.”

The boy spoke with a satisfied expression and slowly raised his body at a right angle. As he floated up and approached the chandelier, he looked around.

“Light. I can move just like I did in my human days. The energy of the Kunlun Ginseng replaces blood and injects vitality into the exhausted organs.”

‘Human days?’

Was this boy really a lich? Hera’s trembling gaze turned to Agnus. It was a sign to resolve this question. However, Agnus thought of Hera as a rabbit who could be caught at any time. His dead eyes shone as he stared at the boy floating in the air. Then he asked, “Is that true? You seem to have become a human?”

“Most of my senses have returned. It is just that I need to continue to consume the Kunlun Ginseng to maintain this state. By the way...” The boy explained kindly and slowly turned his head. His name, that was hidden in the shadows, was clearly revealed as ‘Pauld.’ “Who are you?”

“I-I’m a doctor who made the medicine...” Hera was scared by the golden name and answered reflexively.

“Then come and vomit up the medicine you just took.” Agnus’ expression never changed as he ordered with strange eyes.

Pauld doubted his ears. “Vomit up the medicine? Is my hearing function impaired? I don’t think I made a mistake with the preservation magic.”

“P-Pauld! Release my shackles first...!”

“Maintain your dignity, Haltez. You might be a villain who slaughtered thousands of people but your root is a magician. Reason and calmness are virtues and pride that magicians shouldn’t forget.”

“Y-Yes... I-I’m sorry.”

Pauld asked, “So what is the identity of this man?”

“U-Um? I-I don’t know either. What are you?”

‘Brainwashing magic?’

body wasn’t in perfect condition and gazed at Agnus with profound eyes. At the

Great Magician Pauld

and mana values will be revealed

‘Eyes of

and skills are

eyes widened.

people of his era. Now hundreds of years later, he was considered one of the greatest magicians of all time. It was because the artifacts he created assisted in developing a brilliant civilization that benefited humanity. Many of the

acting so carefully yet

when magicians turned themselves into a lich. It decayed the body, leaving only the mana core and white bones behind. It was a type of ritual for abandoning the body. In order to be reborn as a mental form, there was no need to obsess over the body that would decay after some time. Preservation magic could prevent the body from decaying

order to maintain the preservation magic, blood must be drained from the body and mana injected to maintain the form of the body. In addition to having to endure extreme pain, a huge amount of

up being human to pursue the ultimate magic so it was a penalty for no reason. For them, the body was a cumbersome obstacle and could be discarded without

case was a bit

became a lich was because he wanted to

his tools be used in the future? Would his descendants understand his intentions? Perhaps it would show a new interpretation that went beyond his

on his inventions and just wanted

just periodically opened his eyes to change his bed. In addition, whenever he changed his bed, he obtained a servant to manage himself. He put shackles on the servant and

In the future, there would be no constant consumption of mana and the need for sleep to slow down the mana consumption. The lich was now a human and could walk the world with confidence. It was time to relax and appreciate the future of his works. Yes, he finally achieved his

that Agnus had the Rune of Death that influenced the dead and spoke cautiously to Agnus, “Tell me exactly what you want. Do you

me the Kunlun Ginseng.

retainer, ‘Cepardea,’

I ask you to

don’t care

didn’t have enough time

and raised his voice. Perhaps it was a habit when excited

“The medicine I’ve taken has already been completely absorbed by me. I can only give

through it, I can find the residual medicine! Just

Agnus summoned a death

was calm. “I don’t know what you’re trying to resurrect but even if you cut open my stomach and steal my

“...”

hand over the medicine recipe. Then won’t you

proved it. Pauld had confidence that he could control

drop the recipe if I

“...?”

and scour your

“....!”

a shield to block the death knight’s attack only to be shocked. It was due to the rainbow magic power

“M-Mumud?”

***

“Um...”

tower. Greed—to be precise, he took off all the items made from the insane dragon iron. Today, Grid was wearing all the items in the pre Blue Dragon’s Boots period. One side of his inventory

‘Good.’

[Tower’s Mission]