Overgeared

How many iterations was this world currently at? Even the parties involved in the repeated destruction and creation of the world wouldn’t know exactly. For them, the world was as worthless as a sandcastle. It was impossible for them to remember the worlds that had collapsed. Yet for someone, this world was everything.

It was the same for Zikfrector. He fought against the notion that everything that was precious to him would be born and then destroyed with this existing world. He gathered up his willpower with his companions and rebelled against the gods. However, he couldn’t go directly to war. The world was already on the verge of destruction when he barely woke up his spirit affected by the Curse of Sloth. No, maybe it had already perished.

“......”

Every time he was affected by the curse that affected his willpower, he had the same dream. His companions sealed in the gaps of the world howled in pain. Then they found him and closed their mouths. They would force a smile at him. It was as if telling him not to worry. It was as if they didn’t blame him. Thus, it was even more distressing. He was filled with an overwhelming sense of guilt and hated and cursed himself. It was a binding that would never end.

He was sobbing as usual when he heard a voice that he hadn’t heard in a while.

"We finally meet.”

It was Jake. Blessed by the god of luck, he was a hero who avoided all death variables with strong luck. He had saved the lives of his colleagues many times on the journey of destroying the demons of hell. He had been silent for thousands of years after carrying the sin of the gods and now he spoke with a wide smile, “You found a great companion, Zik. I’m glad. It is really fortunate.”

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“Jake...!” He woke up from his sleep the moment he tried to grab onto Jake, who lost his strength and fell back into the gap. There was the sensation of cold metal touching his back. How long had he been asleep? Days? Months? Or a few years...

The surprised Zikfrector looked up and quickly examined the surrounding landscape. He was moving. He was on top of something that was running. It was on top of something high enough that his gaze lined up with a large conifer tree. Due to the influence of his long sleep, his degenerated muscles didn’t work properly. It was useless even if he trained to the limits. This body that was plagued by the Curse of Sloth was at its limits.

Zikfrector got up with a bit of trouble and looked back. The metal giant’s gaze turned to himself. It was an ancient product that caused him to recall old memories of the past, the magic machine.

“Did you sleep well?” Zibal’s voice flowed from Raiders. It was admirable and thankful that he strengthened his accent to hide his fatigue. Were all the other knights dead? Zikfrector felt regret and sorry. He would repay this grace by killing the gods and saving the world.

“Yes.” Zikfrector’s brief answer was as calm as usual. He controlled his shaken expression. He had to restrain his emotions. This was the only way he could hold on in this crazy world...

The ancient runes that emerged around Zikfrector created a brilliant path that was like a galaxy in front of Raiders. This was the magic he had used to visit the Hwan Kingdom. Raiders got on the road and soon disappeared.

After a while—

“...I missed him.”

he was bound to feel unpleasant. Even so, there was no shame. The

couldn’t narrow the distance. Thus, there was no way to stop it. Every time he got close to the magic machine, ridiculous bad luck occurred and the tracking was disrupted. It was a feeling like some huge power was interfering. It was like the power of the Seven Evils, i.e. the power

can’t catch him if something like

had to succeed in tracking them as soon as possible and he wouldn’t miss a second time. Haegak ordered the followers who were behind him, “Scatter and wait for the

there were symbols such as temples or stations that honored the martial god. All of them became the eyes and ears of the martial god. The dozens of followers, including Haegak, scattered everywhere. The moment a divine message came down from the martial

other hand, outside the small city of Bairan

Forest. It was even the Awakened Guardian of the Forest and it was killed by Prince Lord. The young man jumped around

10 minutes...’ The hidden Faker watched Lord and felt rare astonishment. Certainly, this forest was a hunting area with low requirements. However, the Awakened Guardian of the Forest that appeared in a specific cycle that Lord

joined forces. Yet Lord alone took down the Guardian of the Forest in 10 minutes. Lord possessed all types of legendary skills so his potential was excellent, but the

of damage, a cloak that frequently removed aggro, as well as the white tiger shoulder guards and the blue dragon boots similar to the ones that Grid

many gifts for Lord. His care for Lord could

blue orichalcums! Father will

turn to reciprocate? It was wonderful to see Lord smiling happily as

“This...?!”

stone. The statue had been in the forest for a long time and Faker had seen it many times. He had just never been very interested

thoughts were

taught that the suppression of faith isn’t very good, but... this is the Overgeared Kingdom,”

god. In the future, there was no reason

to release the Shadow group members to get rid of all the

his experience with the Sariel event, the gods weren’t particularly divine. Rebecca’s position was so great that he should be cautious about touching the symbols of Goddess Rebecca, but the other religions were

about it and threw a dagger to destroy another statue

Suddenly—

“......?”

up the

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that the procession

Stone Statue of Overgeared God

will rise by 30% and the probability of making a high

agility stats will increase by 19% each. The casting speed and power of sword dance-type attack