Overgeared

Lightning Fist was the hallmark of an Asura. It was just a straight punch, but it suppressed the other person’s reaction because it was too fast. Since it was fast, it boasted a high hit rate and power. It was a very suitable skill to use to electrocute the target and make a combo. Yet—

“......?”

Nyangmong barely avoided it.

“Phew, it was scary.”

The defense of the armor made of pairu cloth was broken as the armor was torn. Nyangmong saved his life by avoiding the full power of Lightning Fist with one step and sighed with relief. This entered Halle’s eyes and he declared, “You are really born with good luck.”

The characteristic of a monster tamer class was brainwashing monsters and using them as the monster tamer’s limbs. His physical ability had to be weak because he invested his stat points in leadership and charm. The only reason Halle could come up with for how Nyangmong managed to avoid Lightning Fist, one of the killing moves of an Asura, was that it was pure luck.

‘Genius.’

It was the innate luck born with those who had the devil’s talent. Nyangmong got a hidden class with this talent, so his future was obvious. He would become strong and mighty, and would later become one of the minority who suppressed the majority.

“You are a plague on games.”

Dark magic rose like a haze around Halle’s glaring eyes. It was a mixture of lightning and demonic energy. It was the moment when an Asura opened his eyes. He spread out at all angles like lightning. Halle’s hands and feet left an afterglow everywhere they moved and it looked like there were dozens of them. It was like he was the ghost of ghosts. Every place his hands moved, walls were smashed and the atmosphere was torn apart. The entire area was destroyed in an instant.

However, his target stood still. Even if Nyangmong allowed big hits, he didn’t allow the linked combo and managed to survive in a tattered manner.

‘Even Nyangmong is at this level?’

Halle marveled at it. In the scenario he wrote this time, Nyangmong was just an extra. He was an opponent who could be overpower by pure skills without any need for the legend attack strategy.

Nyangmong’s ranking was normal, and he had no stories told about him. He might have several famous anecdotes such as strengthening the cavalry of the Overgeared Kingdom, or suppressing monster aggression, but these things were far from combat.

Even so, he was a genius among geniuses who knew how to use ‘prediction.’ He predicted the attack one step in advance and minimized damage. It was purely talent that filled in the gaps in his physical abilities.

“Seeing ahead and avoiding it in advance. It is a talent that only a handful of high rankers have,” Halle murmured.

“Talent? It isn’t that big. It is just an ability I’ve gained from struggling.”

“Struggling...? Hahahahat! You are actually going to talk about effort?!”

The act of wrapping up innate talent as effort was one of the most disgusting things in the world. Halle, who had risen like a flash of lightning, lowered his body. In Nyangmong’s eyes, he seemed to have disappeared. Halle swung his leg sideways on the ground and struck Nyangmong’s shin. Then he raised his hands and hit Nyangmong’s back. Nyangmong’s jaw was smashed next. Halle rotated and aimed a kick at Nyangmong’s face. However, Nyangmong had already crossed his arms and blocked it within a single gap.

“You are really a genius...” Halle had been going to finish it this time, but he failed again.

As Halle frowned, Nyangmong lowered his arms and spoke, “Gasp... Gasp... Cats are beasts. They are ferocious predators who can’t suppress the hunting instincts imprinted on their genes. Butlers who raise cats are attacked by cats several times a day.”

“......?”

“There are tens of thousands of butlers injured or suffering from waist sprains every year trying to avoid the cats flying up to hang onto their thighs, the cats that approach unnoticed and stick out their bellies, or the cat lying on the cat tower and suddenly hitting them with a paw.”

“Is this true?”

“It is true in my mind, and it is highly credible. A writer I know was injured when he fell asleep in the library and an encyclopedia dropped by a cat hit his forehead. His forehead and eyes were swollen and he couldn’t meet his deadline that day.”

“......??”

“I have a lot of experiences as well. The first time I served a cat as a child, I gained injuries and the scars have remained on my body for decades, starting with spraining my ankle trying to avoid stepping on a cat that suddenly approached me.”

“What are you trying to say?”

“I had no choice but to try and survive. I desperately analyzed the instincts and behavior of the cats. It is to predict and block risks in advance.”

“......!”

able to last this long against

a hole pierced Halle’s shoulder. Halle reflexively drank a potion and hid behind a wall. He turned his gaze in the direction the bullet was fired from and saw a black-haired woman standing on

‘Yura!’

a bit late. Nyangmong, is the festival

haven’t even started

“I’m glad.”

anything similar. It was just a private visit to see and heal from the procession of cute cats and dogs. Unfortunately, today’s festival overlapped with her grandfather’s birthday. She was

‘Well, I’m not thankful.’

Tatang!Tatang!Tatang!

a spirit and smashed a

“Keuk!”

disappeared and Halle lost the chance to bandage his wounds. He immediately started running along the walls. It was a measure to counterattack the moment Yura lost

“...?”

things? Despite his concealment, Yura’s bullets continued to precisely

a helper. Is

there was a third party acting as Yura’s

[Light Elemental King]

shining being looked

joker card from the beginning? Aren’t

that dominated the elemental world. They were presumed to be in a restricted state due to signing a contract with a player, but it was basically an existence on the same level as a great demon. Halle believed there were some penalties that made them burdensome to be summoned. Now it

monopolizes everything! Is this

who were already dominating to swallow up the good things while not giving the ordinary people and the weak people a chance to catch up? Halle was frustrated

“Start!”

all prepared different spells and skills that they were aimed at Yura, who was on the spire. Most of them were techniques that focused on dealing abnormal statuses rather than

take it for granted that she would ignore these abnormal statuses and wouldn’t be wary of their attacks. Halle reconfirmed that the video recording mode was on and working properly. Then he jumped while ignoring the sword of light

arm remaining. He used the footwork of an Asura to jump

In the dust raised by the explosion of the collapsed spire, Halle smiled

“Sleeping Angle!”

for an Asura at level 330. The heel kick caused the target to be stiff for a minimum of 0.5 seconds and a maximum of 2 seconds. For an Asura, 0.5 seconds was enough time to use as

“?!”

today. His face distorted. All of the attacks linked to Sleeping Angle

‘She wasn’t stunned?’

the dust and spoke with an expressionless face, “I don’t understand.

Kingdom couldn’t live. Immortal was uprooted and annihilated. Veradin, the real leader of

alone were all serving with

you go on like this,” Nyangmong said with a sigh as he

magic gun, which was used as a shield to stop his attack, was emitting smoke

fired a barrage of magic bullets to block

eyes are pretty

attacks of

threatening

looked ahead. However, what if we deliberately induced

is meaningless even if you can predict the future further than me.” Yura’s magic gun changed its form

‘She truly is strong.’

was also well-versed in swordsmanship. It was unbelievable that she was originally a black magician. Was this the lucky power of talent? Halle barely escaped from a threatening stab and stepped back. “Demon Slayer Yura... we thought you were the

“Isn’t there Jishuka?”

angry for some reason. “It doesn’t make sense to hunt someone whose level has just

was only by hunting the ‘strongest’ that the power of the legend attack strategy would be transmitted to the public. However, there were no easy things in the world. Halle sighed and took a fighting posture. He might’ve lost an

I’m going

him, “Accepting death doesn’t mean that the latter things will disappear. Today’s event will surely enter Grid’s ears and

his colleagues. It wasn’t a metaphorical expression. He would really pursue them to