Overgeared

How many people had a flat trajectory in life? Perhaps most people lived a life full of ups and downs.

This was especially true for Grid. The trajectory of his life was like a roller coaster. He went through both the worst and the best. He experienced all types of situations from multiple different points of view, and met people with different personalities and from different points of view. His insight was naturally tempered.

'The Mountain King's personality is surprisingly gentle.'

Grid had this thought as he climbed the steep mountainside.

A mountain made of rocks—it was hard to find any leaves or grass. It was an environment that must be lacking. Yet thousands of natives had lived here for a thousand years. It was proof that the ruler of the mountain didn't exploit them. The way that the guardians had walked earlier while exchanging greedy looks was also a hint. They didn't fear the Mountain King.

'This is why they are guiding us this way.'

Oxygen was rapidly thinning. It might feel like they were wandering in the same place, but the group was definitely climbing to a higher ground. However, Grid could tell that the Mountain King wasn't at the location where they were now heading. Tzudan had never mentioned oxygen deficiency when recalling his memories of Grenier.

'These guys... they don't want to offer Randy to the Mountain King. They want to eat him themselves.'

It meant they weren't harmed even if they were greedy.

Grid guessed the nature of the Mountain King based on various circumstances. It wasn't an important fact. Regardless of the nature of the Mountain King, Grid's purpose remained unchanged. Grid wanted greater power, and the Mountain King had lived by eating legends and gods. The two of them had no choice but to fight. They would do their best to eat each other the moment they met.

'Randy will be at the limit soon.' Randy's breathing was starting to become heavy. Randy had proudly stepped on the land of human beings since joining Grid and couldn't easily adapt to the recluse's home.

[The breathing rate of your pet 'Randy' has increased. Concentration, judgment, and muscle strength will deteriorate. There will be a continuous decline in health.]

It happened as Randy's symptoms worsened...

"Huhu, I'm a bit comfortable now." The guardians stopped walking in front of a cliff and gave sly smiles.

Clouds were seen at the bottom of the cliff. The sun, which had just started to rise, was also below them. It was the area tens of thousands of meters above sea level that the natives, no, all humans didn't dare to pass. This was the world of the guardians. Their eyes, breathing, muscle relaxation, posture, etcetera—the guardians showed changes in every way. It was very different from what they showed when they were at the location where the natives lived.

'They were constrained in the lowlands.'

It wasn't a dramatic change. Perhaps the difference in stats was small. It seemed easier for them to control their breathing and they became lighter. This was just a threat when combined with Randy's weakening.

'The changes that Randy will feel must be huge.'

It was as expected. Randy failed to respond properly to a guardian's surprise attack, which came as a kick as soon as he turned his back. He defended with his forearm without being able to draw his sword and was shocked.

"I told you! The difference is paper-thin!"

A guardian cried out joyfully. He recovered his stretched leg. The posture he made as he twisted his back diagonally from the ground and pushed with his hard shoulders seemed like a shield soldier's charge.

Randy's front view was blocked. He had to rotate using one foot as the axis to leave his spot. The guardians predicted it.

Left, right, and from the top. They threw axes in advance so that Randy would take a hit from any direction. A hand axe struck Randy's chest as he spun to the left to escape. He gritted his teeth and endured the shock, but the balance of his body collapsed. It was a very small collapse. He stood firmly even if he wasn't in an intact state.

However, even this subtle shaking was a fatal flaw against the guardians. A guardian grabbed the back of Randy's head and slammed Randy's face into the ground. The other guardians thrust their axe in. The four attacks were smoothly linked. The four of them seemed to be one body.

because the

notable that they grew in the process of fighting and losing

useless doing

"......?!"

"......!!"

the end, only for their expressions to stiffen. It was because something fell from the sky

it a meteorite from

strangely twisted, only for wounds to appear all over their bodies. It was caused by the 30 God Hands that suddenly emerged and swung their swords and hammers. They were

it is a

guardians who hurried to retreat couldn't help being nervous. They looked at Randy, who was being protected by the God Hands, as if

those brilliant

included the divine swords that Grid used habitually such as the Fire Dragon Sword and Enlightenment Sword. On the other hand, the axes used by the guardians were coarse.

than the treasures in the Mountain King's treasure

used moving hands as a power. They were already thrilled

didn't

master of the mountain

was no big deal. The half-gods born between humans and the Mountain King were free and unrestrained. They weren't restrained by respect toward their parent and master. Was

a sense of worth

surrounded by children who were less than beasts. What was he dreaming about? In retrospect, he didn't know much about the myth usurper. He only knew they deprived

"......"

in his thoughts when a chill went down his spine. It was due to a sudden question he had. Was it true that

silent and passive in front of the deaths of angels and the wishes of the people. If the Mountain King resembled

it is pointless

Mountain King was similar to an absolute god just because his personality resembled an absolute god. It was an excessive worry. Grid had just calmed down when

who reigned as the strongest in the East Continent, they

a portable furnace and anvil, and used the hammer. He had created a cloak for Overgeared Skeleton One, so

item slots increased after

they could wear items. However, the item slots were limited. Now two slots were added this time. It was a huge value

Ruuuumble!!

"What else...?!"

as a shield. It was even more so the harder the fight. Randy's

was free from the concept of death, but Grid would feel mental distress when Randy died in vain. Grid didn't want Randy to die. He hoped Randy would show

portion of the accumulated damage with a stat when the wearer's health entered a specific section. It was a relatively common effect. Berserkers used it habitually. The video of Asuka, armed with Grid's items, accumulating as much damage as possible

"Ke...oook..."

was previously seriously injured by the mass of Greed—him having his heart pierced by Randy's sword and turning into ash was by no means a fluke. It was Randy's potential

"This is crazy...!"

They had stayed at the Mountain King's side for a thousand years and witnessed the deaths of gods again and again. In the midst of their

of Grenier has

has responded to the will

broken. The God Hands helped the wounded Randy to Grid's side, while the guardians hung from the rock wall to avoid falling. Grid put away the furnace, anvil, hammer, and

stone seat made by a broken mountain peak. He looked all skin and bones. There was no flesh on his cheeks and his skin was cracked. The dry lips seemed like they would tear and bleed right away. The names 'usurper,' 'predator,' etcetera, didn't match. Rather, he seemed familiar with hunger. This was only the

Grid shivered.

eyes are

and magic information you've acquired will be exposed to the Mountain King. Skill damage and magic damage dealt to the Mountain King will be reduced by 80%, while the probability of