Overgeared

Where to go and meet someone, how to get this item...

Satisfy had few guidelines like this. It was a phenomenon that became more obvious as it entered the second half. The higher the level and understanding of the player, the less information that was provided to the player. The reason was obvious—freedom.

Satisfy is a world where you could do anything. Don't rely on quests or the system to narrow your choices and carve out your own life.

There was a heated debate about the S.A Group's attitude, but the atmosphere was mostly positive. It was because the less intervention there was from the game company and system, the more immersive the world became. If the S.A Group's management policies were similar to those of ordinary game companies, people would've recognized Satisfy as a simple MMORPG, not another world.

Yes, people tried to understand the S.A Group's attitude as much as possible. However, they thought it was too much this time. The great human and demon war—compared to the Eternal Kingdom's golem invasion and the great demon invasions that occurred without notice, this time there was 'advance' notice, but... the information was too poor. People didn't know why, when, and where the great human and demon war would occur.

Now they realized why the S.A Group had given this advance notice. The difficulty was higher than ever.

20 minutes after the war began—in just 20 minutes, hundreds of millions of people across the continent were experiencing crises everywhere. Of course, there were deviations according to location. Some people resonated with the idea that 'the crisis is an opportunity' and enjoyed the war. It was because the enemies in their area were at a level they could endure. Many people cheered about the experience and items that poured it as they hunted the demonic creatures that appeared through the portals.

Nevertheless, the number of those who felt despair far exceeded the number of those who cheered. In particular, the players belonging to the empire.

"Shit! Is this real?"

At the capital of the Saharan Empire, Titan...

Many players now knew there was an underground dungeon called the Abyss, but only a small number of players knew that it was the boundary at the end of the world. People were shocked by the demonic creatures and demons that poured out of the Abyss in large quantities. It was an overwhelming number and strength compared to the demonic creatures coming from the portals.

They had to question if the Abyss was the entrance to hell.

Titan was trampled in an instant. The army couldn't exert their strength and demonic creatures easily entered the urban areas. The demons at the forefront were too powerful. There was no sense of realism as they killed the imperial forces with a single blow. They couldn't believe they were experiencing such a crisis in the middle of the imperial capital, which was believed to be one of the safest places on the continent.

"It is strange," the demon, Zepar, whose name was dyed black—proof that this name was at least on the same level as a great demon—mumbled as he slaughtered the crowd. Every time Zepar swung his sword, flames soared and buildings collapsed. The equipment and objects in the building exploded and ignited, burning the glorious civilization of the empire.

It was a time when the people's screams increased.

"Throw down your weapons and surrender." A group of knights appeared at the scene. They protected people from the debris and the aftermath of the explosions.

"Do you deserve to say that to me?" Zepar cocked his head at the words of the knights and swung the sword. The sword emitted amazing sword energy that was naturally mixed in with demonic energy. Dark flames poured out like a tsunami.

In the empire, destructive forces that transcended sword energy were relatively common. The man leading the knights blocked it. The figure on the carriage led by the large beast was Immortal King Grenhal.

"Keuk...!"

A swordsman who cut high-rise buildings like they were tofu—the wavelength of sword energy mixed with demonic energy was very strong and Grenhal had to pay a price for blocking it. He acted almost instinctively and succeeded in reacting to it. However, even if he blocked it, he still had a large injury on his chest. In addition, the foreheads of several knights around Grenhal were cut and blood gushed out. The horses that were suddenly covered in their owners' blood ran away in surprise.

"What is this...?"

The knights' voices shook. Immortal King Grenhal—he was one of the dukes of the empire and a symbol of the imperial armed forces. Yet he was overwhelmed by the strike of a common demon, not a great demon? It was an unbelievable sight to see. No, it was a nightmare they didn't want to believe.

gesture to dissuade the knights who were agitated and to step up and protect him. "Leave

"...Yes!"

naturally wanted to protect Duke Grenhal. The reason for suppressing their hearts and

of the empire. He said that even if everything in the empire collapsed, the empire would recover as

The half-white hair hanging down had a subtle red color. The moonlight was

observed

"You weren't cut much."

the monarchs that was stronger than steel. Then after crossing the Abyss and reaching the ground, he felt the strangeness of a dull blade. Some human bodies weren't cut well. The

the clothes made

humans? Zepar

curved up. He looked at Zepar with bright eyes and smiled. "This is a mixture of mithril

like a country bumpkin because I'm from hell." Zepar was interested in swords and was well-versed in minerals. He knew mithril and black iron. Mithril weakened the power of demonic energy, while black iron was harder than steel. However, Zepar knew

smile widened. "Are you truly doubting it? Hahaha, you don't know

"What?"

Grenhal didn't say anything else. He just smiled and leaned his upper body forward. His body bent at a right angle

who didn't answer the question to resolve the curiosity they aroused. At this time, a large amount of blood gushed from Duke Grenhal's shoulder.

in a diagonal line. The Immortal King—the more he was

without any expression. The waves of demonic energy and sword energy produced a subtle wave. All the matter present in the way of his sword was torn to

"......"

charge ended in vain. He stopped without reaching Zepar. The gap between the two of them

Duke Grenhal in a nonchalant way. There was no vigilance. There was no reason to care about

was dead reached out and grabbed his shoulder. He almost

"I..."

in this world. It had been repeatedly stressed that time was fair to everyone. Every time Grid achieved results or became stronger, there were those who made

"...am the Immortal King."

Among them, Duke Grenhal had the highest reputation. He just couldn't play a big role when fighting the great

how weak the physical level and talent that most humans were born with. They thought that due to the low

a miscalculation. There was a reason why the dukes of the empire, including Duke Grenhal, were considered the strongest human beings. It wasn't due to talent, but because they kept getting stronger. Duke Grenhal trained every day in order to fight against the great demons and become an existence that could

"......!"

uppercut from Duke Grenhal to the

the limit, they also treated their body as a weapon. The

one who defeated the 13th great demon with a

he smiled the moment his body stopped. The blood red eyes of the hell moon were near.

and descended. The human figure, which was smaller than a dot, grew

give you a chance to see

restored his breathing and took a posture as he fell. Rather than simply wielding the sword, he used the technique of cutting the world's

this way? It is troublesome." A very fast voice that wasn't in a relaxed tone entered Zepar's ears. He had a few words in the tenth of a second when he couldn't take

a sense of numbness. His vision, colored by a blue light, was filled with walls hundreds of meters away. They were the walls of the empire that had been built much higher and harder since they collapsed several years ago for some reason. Some of them collapsed terribly. It was because Zepar's body

birth, the incarnation of talent that Martial God Zeratul sent the Triad Lee Jeong to protect, a transcendent and the only remaining pillar of the empire—'Single-armed Kyle' stood by Duke Grenhal and spoke

of dealing with that

"Nonsense... Che."