Overgeared

Chapter 1665

[Cough...! Kuaaaack!]

The blackened Grid was swept away by the storm of the six fusion sword dance and let out a sharp scream. Due to the help of the red chunk of flesh, his torn body was being repaired in real time. Thanks to this, he could at least let out a scream.

He didn't feel thankful at all. It was because this terrible pain was being repeated. He would've been happier to die immediately.

'It is terrible.'

Grid's heart sank even further. The red chunk of flesh was forcibly holding onto the souls of the dead and wielding the souls to its heart's content. It used the souls as constant eyes, while producing weapons like the blackened Grid, and ultimately, using it as a tool to produce faith.

In many ways, it was a villain. Grid wanted to explode it right away and kill it. Putting his personal feelings aside, he felt an obligation to get rid of it.

'But...'

The situation wasn't favorable. That was a 'world.' It was to the extent where it made the captured souls the inhabitants of the world to produce faith. This meant Grid wasn't confident about handling it alone. He couldn't attack recklessly even if he glimpsed some odds of winning. It created weapons like the blackened Grid from its cut off flesh. He didn't know what type of monsters would appear after the blackened Grid.

It was a situation where the six fusion sword dance was consumed to defeat the blackened Grid alone. Then what if more monsters popped out? Just imagining it was terrifying...

"We have to step back first. I alone can't offer much help to Your Majesty," Mercedes insisted. Her closed lips and long eyelashes trembled slightly. She looked like she was trying to hide her anger.

"All I can do is distinguish between the types of souls that it shoots out, but even that doesn't mean much..."

Even a non-threatening soul caused damage to accumulate every time it touched the body. Mercedes had experienced it for herself. She still vividly remembered the sensation of the resentment of the souls gradually encroaching on her. It was an emptiness that she didn't want to go through twice.

The premise of waging a long-term battle against this red chunk of flesh was to not allow a single soul to shoot at them. It was impossible for Grid who was operating 100 God Hands. It was because the number of souls held in the flesh was immeasurable. Even if only some of them were fired at the same time, they contained the principle of 'always hitting the target.'

It wasn't just Grid and the apostles. The tower members and Overgeared Guild members needed to gather together to have any hope of resisting it. Grid would be freed when there were more shields to receive the souls instead.

"Um... Does this thing have a weakness?"

"The soul that becomes the core is the weakness."

It was a place where a soul like the blackened Grid was born. The red chunk of flesh naturally had a soul. It was the root of the chunk of flesh that set it apart from the souls forcibly captured. However, it was difficult to track it even with Keen Insight because it changed the location in real time and erased its traces by repeatedly fusing with other souls.

[The blackened Grid has been defeated.]

[The five fusion sword dance performed by others will inspire you...]

a

[Your level has risen.]

[Your level has ri....]

......

...

of flesh again. It was unfortunate seeing him trying to resist. Then the fragments of flesh that made up the body and weapons of the blackened Grid fell to the ground. The way they moved and were drawn to each other in a wriggling motion resembled the

""That...?""

since Grid broke in. He had stiffened without being able to shut his mouth when he saw Grid using the six

came to his senses. He pointed at the pieces

It is the

that Biban and Kraugel would be very offended. It was the same for Muller, who would

it true that Muller

reason that Muller wanted death was because he wanted 'rest.' However, death wasn't rest. Hell was degraded by Baal and the reincarnation of souls was

make no sense if the person who saved a myth predator that civilians didn't know about wouldn't know what was lurking after death. Muller must've realized it at some point—the fact that being dead

become a soldier of the gods, or fall to hell while retaining his memories and suffer for eternity? Would he have accepted

of Muller's records were lost, but in the end,

to him were erased. Nevertheless, Muller wasn't forgotten. This was evidence that at some point, Muller had rejected death.

owner of the new body that the flesh was creating wasn't Muller. It was because Muller wasn't cheap enough to make an appearance in the world through this

""S-Sword Saint...! Muller?!""

were different. He kept making a fuss. Contrary to his serious appearance, he was quite a

he was clicking his tongue. It felt like lightning speed. At first glance, it resembled Mercedes' Keen Insight, but it was completely different. It was far from mysterious and very daunting. It was Overgeared God's

understanding of the item will increase greatly. You can confirm the stats value

you must use an item that you have created yourself as

as the material must be within one grade and the

Etc, etc.

a bit. The cooldown time was drastically reduced and the applications had become more

to contemplate

it

he could contemplate the chunk of flesh itself, but it failed like he was trying to eat for free. It happened the moment Grid was feeling

have succeeded in contemplating the

taken a human form. The information of the armor and sword that this person was equipped with was dug out in

that were dropped by bosses. Grid didn't feel much excitement about the performance itself. However, the problem

'A Sword Saint Killer?'

the strongest Sword Saint; his teacher, Biban; and Kraugel, a genius who

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