Overgeared
Chapter 1543
High ranker'”it was a world-class hierarchy that ordinary people would never reach in their lifetime.
On the Internet, there was a culture of mocking high rankers and comparing them to Grid, but the actual perceptions were different. A significant number of people respected and took high rankers as their goal. Recently, many people had achieved their goals. It was the aftermath of a significant increase in the number of high ranked players.
In the past, according to different media or regions, the top ranked players were classified as high rankers. Then recently, it had been argued that the top 100,000 rankers were defined as high rankers. It wasn't intended to undermine the value of high rankers. As the overall level of players increased, the top 100,000 rankers showed a dignity that was almost equivalent to or above the past high rankers.
In the first place, the number of players was close to 2.2 billion. 100,000 was not a large number. It was a super-ultra elite group of the top 0.0045%.
The two men at the peak of that group were right here. Sword Saint Kraugel, who went beyond the limits with a sword, and Lantier Faker, who used all types of shadows to create soldiers'”the two men were fighting against Chepardea while Kasim, Glant, and the succubi escaped with Leraje.
The goal was to buy time. It was until Leraje reached the basement of the castle. They didn't think of fighting and winning against Chepardea at all. It was a wise judgment. Chepardea was Baal's subordinate. It was evaluated that his strength was just below a single digit great demon.
'Croak.' Chepardea's tongue moved in a spiral. He ignored Faker, who was hiding in the shadows, and attacked Kraugel first. Every time this tongue touched Kraugel's sword, it would stretch out longer despite being cut. It was the same no matter how much it was sliced. There seemed to be no end to the length. In the first place, Chepardea's tongue was protected by slippery mucus. It was hard to cut even for the Sword Saint. Unless he could handle fire like the fire demons, he would have to consume a lot of mental strength with every cut.
Chepardea's tongue, which had been relentlessly tracking Kraugel, finally took control of the interior of the palace in a dizzying manner. It spread out like spider webs through the rather cramped bedroom and outside hallway to block the other side's movements.
'......'
There was no guarantee that a party filled with luxurious members could achieve results in a raid. The key to cooperation was mutual understanding. However, Kraugel and Faker weren't close normally. They didn't know much about each other. Just their individual competence was outstanding.
If the battle had been broadcasted, then the commentators would be sighing right now. The odds of winning might be low, but the problem was that they didn't cooperate with each other. It was an interpretation that would make Grid snort if he watched the broadcast.
'......!' Chepardea's eyes opened wide as he watched the target. He naturally expected Kraugel's response to be a 'slash.' He expected a slash that would cut all the tongues blocking the path and prepared. It was because this was the existence of the Sword Saint that Chepardea heard about.
However, Kraugel was different. He ran over without cutting the tongue. He looked like a monkey, not the Sword Saint. Still, it was hard to laugh at. It was because Kraugel had noticed that poison was injected into his tongue.
'No, he couldn't know. It is a matter of skill.'
He avoided it because he didn't have the confidence to bear the energy consumed when cutting the overlapping tongues at once. Thus, the situation was lucky.
Chepardea kept an eye on Kraugel's movement. He checked the horizontal trajectory. 'He is moving like a rat. He is so careful that I'm sick and tired of it.'
Throughout the Great Human and Demon War, the only offensive means that Chepardea showed was his tongue. The tongue covered the walls, floor, and ceiling dozens of times, and as a result, they were tangled together like a spider web. From the other side's point of view, it seemed to be a structural barrier. It deserved to be interpreted as Chepardea focusing on defense.
He was wary of Chepardea and speculated that Chepardea would
he would've cut it
easily hunted flies. However, Kraugel wasn't easily caught, so Chepardea's tongue started to shake like it was in sync with Chepardea's annoyed feelings. The shaking was so
Chepardea's tongue swelled up. He quickly filled the empty space like he was going to crush Kraugel. Tens of thousands of taste buds moved closer together and emitted smoke. It was
large. It was enough to cause worry that the castle could collapse. This was even though they knew the crystal castle could never collapse. It was a disaster caused by Chepardea's one strike. This was indeed
'I feel relieved. Croak.'
the colorful wallpaper and carpet. All the bedding and furniture had disappeared as well. Chepardea was the only one who was unharmed in the bedroom that was burned black. The
had fled earlier. The
'......?'
bedroom turned into a rope and wrapped around his legs. He turned his head and the view of the intact bedroom filled his vision. There were no signs of
the explosion.
is a problem. He is also crazy as
then, Agnus started to fall lower and lower, and experienced hell. This human was a threat. Lantier's assassination ability and his shadow techniques were
just inherited the name of Lantier and was at a level where he didn't have smooth control
invalidating a phenomenon. It might transcend
a curtain of shadows. At least at that moment, it was a scene that the previous generation Lantier couldn't reproduce. Of course, it was possible with
It was trust that originated from respect, not friendship. The two people never questioned each other's choices and actions. They trusted and responded to each other in complete cooperation. So gradually, they
'It is close.'
Step.
to himself as he walked out of the
hardened. It was because he noticed that Kraugel's transparent sword, which had produced huge shockwaves during the battle, had calmed
rapport is finally
the resistance that occurred from the time the White Tiger Sword grew to the myth rating. Since ancient times, the Sword Saint was an existence that could use all sword-type weapons. Perhaps the
the perspective of a parent who raised it, not the Sword Saint. Grid had made it with the potential to become a myth and it was actually the
case, he was glad that
'Let's start now.'
his heart without hesitation. He no longer avoided it or crossed it. There was no need
distance. He went straight
such an existence. The Sword Saint cut everything that blocked their way and broke through. He repeatedly cut off Chepardea's thick tongue surrounded by slippery mucus, which could originally only be dried and suppressed by the fire demons. Every time the
this fact. 'Overgeared
He promoted the growth of humanity, which had always
and whispered, 'Grid doesn't even care
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