Overgeared

His left field of view went down and his right field of view receded. It was a change in vision that wasn’t intended at all. The struggling Saleos looked back in doubt and witnessed a scene in which the world behind him had been split in half. At the same time, he realized something.

“”Sword... Saint!””

It was the identity of the human being in front of him. Blood erupted from Saleos’ flesh as he was cut in half from the middle of his forehead. The disgusting stench as Saleos’ organs poured out suggested his death.

『 This is unbelievable...! 』

『 A blow was struck to the 19th great demon...! 』

After Muller, the title of ‘Sword Saint’ carried the same weight as history. It wasn’t an exaggeration to say that most of the history of humanity in Satisfy was protected by the Sword Saint (Muller). Unlike Pagma, who fought alone in a place no one knew, the Sword Saint had guarded people’s side and fought with them. This was recorded in many histories and passed down orally. Now the world—

-As expected of the Sword Saint!

-God Kraugel!

There was no doubt that Kraugel would continue Muller’s reputation. The sky above the sky—the pinnacle of humanity, who no one but Grid could resist, was qualified to bear humanity’s expectations.

"Earth Dragon’s Ascension."

How much had he grown in this period of time? Kraugel showed the miracle of performing Space Sword without warning. Nevertheless, he wasn’t satisfied with cutting Saleos apart and linked the next sword technique. Sword energy surged from the ground to swallow up Saleos who was splitting into two halves. Saleos seemed like he would become a pile of ashes.

The 19th ranked great demon was on the verge of being raided by just one player. The world held their breath as they watched the historic moment that would never happen again. Then tens of thousands of blood vessels emerged from Saleos’ pumping organs and started to tangle up together.

『 ...! 』

-...!

It was like looking at a regression in time. Saleos’ organs were restored to their original state and his body, split in half, was stuck together again. If the land he stood on wasn’t soaked with blood, people would’ve thought that the scene of Saleos being split in half was merely their imagination.

Clap, clap, clap.

Saleos’ first act after restoring his body was a tribute. He clapped briefly and laughed—it was a pleasant laugh, not a derisive one. “”You are the Sword Saint. You are the one carrying on Muller’s legacy? I’m going to have a fun fight for the first time in a long time.””

Hell only had two enemies—one was Alex, and the other, Muller. The frustration and fear felt by the 33 monarchs who ruled hell were only caused by the two of them. What about Pagma, who defended the Behen Archipelago and prevented the great demons from entering? That guy’s last spark was the work of Baal’s whim and he was just a momentary trouble.

On the other hand, Alex’ invasion of hell, and Muller’s tenacity in sealing the bodies of the great demons who came to the world of humans, were very difficult and painful.

“”In the end, the two of them are gone...””

who sealed even Hell Gao, the 9th great demon. Saleos would be reborn as a being beyond Hell Gao if he killed the man in front of him who followed Muller’s footsteps. There was a deeper smile on Saleos’ face

power to cut anything but it stopped after only cutting Saleos’ ‘power.’ Saleos’ body

Saleos frowned as he used his skills to push Kraugel into the defensive. “”This is too easy. Muller’s swordsmanship is only this

His eyes

one path before his eyes. He decided he would be a swordsman and he did his best to see it through to the end. This was the result. Kraugel’s

“My name is Kraugel.”

and defense of his own swords. The White Tiger Sword held in his right hand

not Muller’s successor. I am a new Sword

+9 Alione’s Sword

+3 Imoogi’s Tusk

Deceptive Two

swords were damaged on behalf of Kraugel. Meanwhile, Condemnation Sword had its power increased by 11 times due to Poetry that Praises the

and Black Sword were successfully connected and the only thing left was the expression of the Twin Swords. Kraugel could turn Saleos’ body

and his health gauge was still over 90%. On the other hand, Kraugel had already consumed half of his 40 spare weapons. The expensive unique or legendary rated weapons were

power frustrated Kraugel while Kraugel’s swordsmanship bored Saleos.

power, not Saleos’ power, that Kraugel’s sword would cut.

didn’t learn Muller’s

Kraugel and his attack struck

***

Grid. Remember this well because I am the most persistent person in the

of a blacksmith. This path was never smooth. Grid looked back on his path many times, trembling with anxiety

He got off the path that had already been cleared and

‘My’ path.

It was Grid’s path.

carrying on his legacy, scratched at Grid’s pride. Grid didn’t

‘I’m tired of it.’

empty potions behind him and started to perform a beautiful dance. The silver light at the tip of his sword gradually turned blue and scattered into petals. It was the moment when

used Blacksmith’s Rage and Quick Movements before jumping up from the ground, accelerating as

meet Grid regardless of the blue petals touching his body. It was enough for Grid to

to the petals of Transcended Link Flower and in return, two blades of sword energies would be hit each mark. It was a sword technique that exerted both physical and magical attack power. It was an opportunity to analyze Beleth’s

at the sword energies flooding toward him and waved his hand slightly. The sword energies that should’ve hit Beleth stopped at once and twisted their direction. Beleth’s power was to make ‘objects without a master’ his

“Kuek...!”

This was the price for allowing himself to be hit three times. Beleth’s weapon damage was powerful enough to inflict 69,030 damage per hit. A chill went down Grid’s spine as

Is it fixed

a fixed damage close to 70,000. The health and defense he gained so far didn’t matter against

was a moment of desperation

if he allowed even

had to use Freely Move to avoid the sharp pieces of rocks and reach Beleth’s side. His eyes shone through his fluttering hair like he was going