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 have a method of attack other than the
was Muller, he would've cut it in
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 aggressive that it slightly ruined the balance of Kraugel, who was
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
terribly large. It was enough to cause worry that the castle could collapse. This was even though they knew the crystal castle could
'I feel relieved. Croak.'
the only one who was unharmed in the bedroom that was burned black. The Sword Saint and
It was to track down Leraje, who had fled earlier. The mirror demon was chasing her, but he needed to make sure. Agnus was far behind,
'......?'
coloring 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. The bedding and furniture he thought had disappeared were also
the aftermath of the explosion. The identity of the ashes that
just the Overgeared God who is a problem. He is
Agnus started to
he had just inherited the name of Lantier and was at a level where he didn't have smooth control over the shadows. It was insignificant compared to the Overgeared God. However, not too
state of invalidating a phenomenon. It might transcend
it was a scene that the previous generation Lantier couldn't reproduce.
each other. 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 understood
'It is close.'
Step.
as he walked
he noticed that
rapport is
inwardly flustered by 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
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 Overgeared God's divine
any case, he was glad that it
'Let's start now.'
at the tongue aiming for his heart without hesitation. He no longer avoided it or crossed it. There was no need to do these things. Now he could cut the thick
the shortest distance.
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 tongue was cut, there was a poisonous explosion. The
also noticed this fact. 'Overgeared
guy was ahead of the times. He promoted the growth of humanity, which had always been slow, and consequently threatened
read Chepardea's resentful eyes and whispered, 'Grid doesn't even
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