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...]

creating a sword dance

[Your level has risen.]

[Your level has ri....]

......

...

the blackened Grid died. It wasn't annihilation. The body was erased, but the dark soul remained. He was absorbed into the chunk 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

""That...?""

a Sword Saint—he had a bewildered expression on his face ever since Grid broke in.

senses. He pointed at the pieces of flesh that started to unite as

Saint...! It is the Sword

Grid thought that Biban and Kraugel would be very offended. It was

true

that Muller was alive. According to Chreshler, the reason that Muller wanted death was because he wanted 'rest.' However, death wasn't rest. Hell was degraded

It was impossible. It would 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 was worse than being

his memories and suffer for eternity? Would he have accepted death easily if he knew these were

of Muller's records were lost, but

death. The evidence was that a large number of records related to

that the owner of the new body that the flesh was creating wasn't Muller. It was because Muller wasn't cheap enough

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

thoughts were different. He kept making a fuss. Contrary

first glance,

of the item will increase greatly. You can confirm

order to copy the item, you must use an item that you have created yourself as the

material must be within

Etc, etc.

was drastically reduced and the

have failed to contemplate the

expected, it

He tried to see if he could contemplate the

have succeeded in contemplating the

The information of the armor and sword that this person was

they were much better than the items that were dropped by bosses. Grid didn't feel much excitement about the performance itself. However, the

'A Sword Saint Killer?'

bag? The only special ones were Muller, said to be the strongest Sword Saint; his teacher,

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