Overgeared

Helena was the only one who could stop them...

Kube made this judgment and started avoiding the territory of the sanju. He didn’t take any risks and led Grid to the colony of the half-draconians. As a result, Grid’s group ushered in big changes. They didn’t waste time wandering around and focused solely on hunting, resulting in more than three times the amount of experience earned. The difference was so huge that Chris, who originally gained 0.2% experience in four hours, actually gained 0.5% in two hours.

“Braham, thank you.”

At level 397, Chris’ average experience gain in a week was only 5-6%. It was possible because he left the position of lord and hunted in the Galgunos Temple. He occasionally gained extra experience when he got a hidden question but it was only a story for when he was lucky.

Chris felt deep gratitude and liking toward Braham. He wondered when he would enjoy being on such a luxurious bus again. Braham responded coldly to his thanks, “Just don’t hold Grid back.”

Braham’s favor for the 10 meritorious retainers was ultimately an act for Grid. Grid wanted the growth of the 10 meritorious retainers so he was helping them hunt. He wasn’t doing it as a favor for the 10 meritorious retainers.

Chris smiled at Braham’s clear attitude of drawing a line between them. He wondered how much effort and time Grid had invested to make such a cold person his own. Chris once again realized how monstrous Grid was for taking care of his surroundings while maintaining his first place ranking, unlike Chris who resigned as the lord to raise his level.

Grid frowned from where he was in the lead.

‘The experience gain isn’t great.’

The secret to the high amount of experience gained by Grid was the sanju raid. Since the process of raiding a mythical beast itself gave experience, he accumulated more experience than killing hundreds or thousands of miscellaneous monsters. The average method of hunting meant he had a slower experience gain than Chris. Thanks to the Enlightenment Sword and Nefelina’s blessing, the passive increase in the amount of experience acquired from enlightenment was overshadowed.

Well, it was natural considering the level difference. He just couldn’t understand why the efficiency gap between ordinary hunting and raids was so large...

‘...No, wait. Isn’t this actually good?’

Ever since the enlightenment system awakened, raids were many times more efficient than hunting. This was good news for Grid. Originally, Grid leveled up with raids rather than hunting. Unlike others, he was capable of solo raids. Grid, who mainly raised his level using raids, was able to take advantage of the enlightenment system.

‘Maybe this...’

His growth rate in the future might exceed expectations. The average user would be caught in the 300s for the next two years while he might be looking at level 500.

‘That is when the level gap with named NPCs will be greatly narrowed.’

If the opportunity to kill the expelled gods came...

second ridge could happen again so he started to overuse his sword dances. Of course, the sword dances with long cooldowns were excluded. He stuck to using

“...!”

the actions of the 10 meritorious retainers stopped. The monsters of the fifth ridge—they were exposed to Braham’s debuffs and Huroi’s curses and were weakened. The average time it took to kill them was around 15 seconds. The monsters

pride of the 10 meritorious retainers in an instant. The 10 meritorious retainers watched Grid killing the monsters with a single blow and realized a new

been only

speed of one every five seconds. It was three times faster than the 10 meritorious retainers. From the viewpoint of the 10 meritorious retainers, it was believed that Grid was mixing in skills. They were mistaken. It was an illusion caused by Grid decreasing the habit of calling out

effect of basic

when the single sword dances were on cooldown. The 10 meritorious retainers couldn’t keep their mouths shut as they watched Grid start using only basic attacks again. Exploding flames, lightning, soaring thorns, and fiery fighting energy. Grid’s status was enhanced with all the effects of his items and titles so the performance of his basic attacks were worthy of being someone’s ultimate techniques. It was strange to think that they were basic

about

precisely at the wings of a level 470 pterosaur with Magic Missile, forcing it to crash. Then Grid used Kill, trampled on its huge head, and wiped away his sweat. The monsters he just killed were turning into gray ash from left to right. This meant that he killed new monsters even before the death animations of the previous monsters were

meritorious retainers were busy admiring

we’ll take the lead from

were appearing. It was proof that they had

have built their

warriors he was wary of were below the Seven Dukes. Based on

level of the leader is obviously high but it will be similar to Teruchan... trying to dominate Frontier with only this

their targets at all. This was Grid’s evaluation of the half-draconians. It was a very wrong evaluation. A single digit Red Knight could conquer a small

them, was a power that could dominate a single kingdom. It was just that the Overgeared Kingdom was special. The reason why the half-draconians didn’t conquer Frontier wasn’t because they were weak.

“...!”

Grid flinched. He had already witnessed the power of the farmers, the little vampire, and the knights. Apart from Jude who looked incompetent, all of them were powerful people comparable to Grid. Kube felt

you need to deal with these useless ones first before you have a

10 meritorious

“Attack.”

voice. A gap in

“Retreat!”

meritorious retainers in the rear. This meant the half-draconian had an accurate understanding of who was

power of the Breath weakening rapidly after it collided with the shield. Grid changed the angle of the shield to twist the trajectory of the

Mercedes, Asmophel, and Noll acted like Grid and protected the other members of the 10 meritorious retainers. Their swords, shields, and magic twisted or destroyed the Breaths’ trajectory. Just one

“Cough!”

that he planted were tightly intertwined together to block the Breath but

“Piaro!”

“Sir Piaro!”