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.

a skill that controls

a mental world. All substances and concepts in 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 swirled. The strength was amazing. Like the name of filling the entire sky with flowers,

‘Amazing. Really strong.’

a gut feeling that he would receive great help from the two of them at every crisis he would face in the future. After

Regas and Damian.

Peak Sword and Euphemina.

Faker and Hurent.

Vantner and Huroi.

Zednos and Zibal.

shoulders gradually became lighter. He put down his responsibility little by little. Grid was the one who was the most enthusiastic about the appearance of his colleagues who steadily developed even after the

or later, he will find the

public’s perception as he fought from a distance using the wyvern and profanities. He seemed to

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

could tank and use swordsmanship. Yet these days, he was merely a swordsman. The three fusion sword dance that was completed early on as the leader of the Overgeared

that his opponent

Grid.’ Damian wasn’t very threatening to him, who had a long good faith rivalry with Grid and had been chasing Grid’s shadow. It felt like he

days when he was called the best genius of the Tzedakah Guild, he used all types of methods to hone

The effect was big.

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

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

“Uwaaaaahhhhh!”

somewhat disappointing for Grid

Hurent showed unexpected performances. They believed that the three monarchs

like carrying a bomb. It could only be said that

to compete

much different. He was the monarch who 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

Bunsdel, who was sitting on the waiting seat under the stage. Teruchan didn’t even care about Katz standing right in front of him. He

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

the normal category. Just like Grid, it wasn’t uncommon for people to have defects in their personality. Katz was the representative of this. Of course, he had become incredibly mellow compared to the

“I’m sorry. I didn’t have the courtesy of a

species. They dominated all orcs and at one time, they even tried to dominate humans. He respected warriors as much as he honored their armed force. Teruchan’s action of bowing didn’t mean much. It wasn’t about bending his pride. It was just a ritual

also a

ferociousness of a dominant species. A red light appeared in Katz’

like it more and more. I won’t feel guilty even

It was the instinctive act of a frightened beast. The smell of blood filling his nose was

superior version of Failure—the dark shark-shaped sword collided with the blood sword

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

to recover his sword as he was caught in the explosion and pushed back.

he gritted his teeth and held on. He used both arms to

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 feet. For Katz, it was an attack

“Gasp!”

He noted that the strength of the blood had weakened the

that you are a great

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

make this stage with, but the

stage with his second leap forward. The sudden narrowing of the distance to Katz was Shunpo itself. Just as the transcendent Bunsdel proved, the monarchs deserved to

happened the moment people were feeling

“Solar Eclipse.”