Overgeared

Wouldn’t it be okay if he didn’t try anymore?

Grid thought this.

He watched Jishuka smiling brightly. A person who was happy from hearing that she worked hard. Grid was happy just watching her. He felt it was the reward for all his hardships.

All the responsibilities he bore were heavy. He didn’t have enough time to share happiness with his loved ones. So how long did he have to look ahead and run like he did now? He even felt such skepticism. Of course, this was only for a moment.

Grid looked at the empire he had built up. Colleagues he could rely on, soldiers who gave their lives and were loyal, the cheering people...

He reaffirmed their appearance of trusting and following him and controlled his shaky heart.

‘The idea of wanting some relaxation... it is still a luxury.’

First of all, he had to kill Baal. There were no dreams of hope for humanity unless they could return the distorted hell to its original state. Those who learned that death was the beginning of eternal suffering, not rest—the reason they maintained a good spirit and lived pretending things were fine was purely because they believed in Grid and the Overgeared Empire. They held out with the belief that Grid and the Overgeared Empire would help them as always.

‘...Come to think of it, I do this often.’

He had many thoughts when looking at Jishuka. At this moment, Grid clearly realized why he kept doing this.

‘I like Jishuka very much.’

He liked her so much that he thought of the future together. As a result, all types of thought overflowed and were strangely twisted. He sometimes made mistakes. It was just like when they first broke up. It was behavior often seen by novices in love.

'Calm down.’

Grid’s heart toward Jishuka was bound to be deep. Her appearance being his taste was a secondary issue. The first person to recognize and respect Grid’s value was Jishuka. She was the one who led Grid, who was clumsy when it came to human relationships, onto the right path several times. Maybe Grid had a crush on Jishuka since the beginning. He was just late in self-awareness because they started off as friends.

In many ways, the timing was bad. Thanks to the incident with his first love Ahyoung, he became distrustful of real women. Then he got married to Irene. His relationship with Jishuka couldn’t be smooth. However, it would be different in the future.

"......!"

Grid pledged and raised his eyes.

Destroyer—Pon’s new ultimate skill caught his eye.

‘It is a level of skill that forces the use of Shunpo.’

A skill that pulled hundreds of projectiles using magnetism and then ejected them. The implied power stimulated the senses of a transcendent. It was safe to describe it as a skill that proved the potential of normal classes.

‘The fifth class advancement is really...’

Chairman Lim Cheolho’s words that the gap between hidden and normal classes would be narrowed seemed to be becoming a reality. Anxiety crossed Grid’s face when he realized this. It was natural to think about Jishuka’s defeat. Grid had always hoped for Pon’s victory, but this time was an exception. He didn’t want to see Jishuka feeling depressed.

She seemed to respond to that wish.

“Whole Sky Flower Rain.”

Jishuka showed off the power of the Bow Saint. She suddenly stopped the hundreds of arrows flying at her and made a storm to counterattack against Pon. It was a move that overturned the situation of the battle.

Grid’s butt shook from where it was tightly attached to the throne. He was so surprised that he almost shot out of his seat.

just a skill

the range she designated. Stones, grass, dust, wind, mana, and even the residual air waves of Destroyer—all of them responded to Jishuka’s will. They were transformed into sharp weapons and

‘Amazing. Really strong.’

would receive great help from the two of them

Regas and Damian.

Peak Sword and Euphemina.

Faker and Hurent.

Vantner and Huroi.

Zednos and Zibal.

one who was the most enthusiastic about the appearance of his colleagues who steadily developed even after

but... sooner or later, he will find the

the wyvern and profanities. He seemed to be making proper

once degenerated, also regained the power of his prime. It was at the level of neutralizing Faker’s stealth with sound play. The two of them were met with enthusiastic cheers from the crowd. They crushed the noses of some people who predicted they would lower the level of the

hand, Damian was weak. During his days as a pope, he had excellent survivability and magic to be likened to a cockroach. He could tank and use swordsmanship. Yet these days, he was merely a swordsman. The three fusion sword dance that was completed

that his opponent was too bad

a long good faith rivalry with Grid and had been

performance. Just like in the days when he was called the best genius of the Tzedakah Guild, he used all types of methods

The effect was big.

of Regas’ relatively easy targeting of Damian, who artificially implemented ‘attack and defense in one body’ by adding the power of items to the high stats unique to the leader of the Overgeared God Church, was due to the parrying he

easily neutralized the sword dances of the Overgeared God Church. In the first place, the Overgeared God Church’s sword dances was a sub-compatible version of the Overgeared God's Sword Dance. The biggest drawback of the sword dances was the long cooldown time for reuse.

“Uwaaaaahhhhh!”

for Grid were still gorgeous to them. People were happy enough with the content of the

the Orc Lord, and the Dark Elf King. Now there was much greater anticipation for the three remaining monarchs. Huroi and Hurent showed unexpected performances. They believed that

with Teruchan and it was like carrying a bomb. It could only be said that

wanted to compete with

ruled over every orc in the world. He would’ve been the overlord by now if he hadn’t served Grid. He thought of the Overgeared members as reliable generals. It was no more than that. He judged that they weren’t his opponents, even

stage. Teruchan didn’t even care about Katz standing right in front of him. He

this time, Katz’ voice was heard. “I don’t have a hobby of cutting a pig’s

their personality. Katz was the representative of this. Of course, he

sorry. I didn’t have the courtesy

orcs and at one time, they even tried to dominate humans. He respected warriors as much as he honored

also a

of a dominant species. A

more and more. I won’t feel guilty even if I half kill

act of a frightened beast. The smell of

shark-shaped sword collided with

Katz’ blood sword exploded. The sharp sword’s shape quickly broke down and blood was sprayed

was caught in the explosion and pushed back. However, it was too late. The blood clinging to his

teeth

hit by a cannon. Then his body, which was about to stab Teruchan with a new blood sword, flew far away. It was because Teruchan’s kick hit his abdomen. It was a covert attack. Teruchan had stared into Katz’ eyes and didn’t show any signs at all as he lifted his

“Gasp!”

and broke the blood confining both arms. He noted that the strength of the blood had

I admit that you are a

black magic power that was different from the demons exploded. It was a

this stage with, but the specially made stage was ruined. It wasn’t worth the money he invested in

to Katz was Shunpo itself. Just as the transcendent Bunsdel proved, the monarchs deserved to be

the moment people were

“Solar Eclipse.”