Overgeared

Chapter 1820

“Do you know that the god you serve has been a long time admirer of my work?”

The dark dopo that flowed like a wave. The feeling of smearing ink to create waves. It was a sight created by Daoist Sabaek. The swordsmanship he used was unusual. He slowly used Tai Chi with his sharp sword. The demonic creatures couldn’t dodge and were often cut.

Kraugel watched with interest, only to soon frown. During their recent meeting at a villa in South Korea, he remembered Grid and Jishuka waking up in the morning and performing Tai Chi side by side.

‘Why does it have to be Tai Chi?’

Was he lobbied by the Chinese Communist Party?

Even as Kraugel pondered on this, Sabaek’s words continued, “Additionally, the number of yangbans I have punished is at least seven.”

The sword moved slowly before stinging like a bee, cutting at a demonic creature. Sabaek’s wrists and collarbones, revealed through the fluttering dopo, were full of tattoo-like marks. They were marks that permanently raised a large number of stats.

Daoist Sabaek was the one who created the rare treasure that every player wished to have. He even had multiple marks on himself. If Baal killed Sabaek and took his soul to hell—

There was a concern that Baal, who already boasted high stats as a super named boss, would have his stats rise exponentially.

“It means I am one level ahead of you, who has earned a fairly high reputation as a Sword Saint. In terms of hierarchy, experience, and skills, you don’t deserve to tell me what to do. The same goes for that guy.”

The nose of a named NPC was inherently pointed high in the sky. From the beginning, it was close to impossible for a player to control an opponent who had lived for a long time as a transcendent. Kraugel might have a unique hierarchy and reputation like Grid, but he wasn’t Grid. Kraugel’s reputation was the second highest among players, but the gap with the first place Grid was too great.

‘Unfortunately, I didn’t meet Lauel’s expectations.’

He felt sorry, but what could he do? Hwang Gildong, whom they believed would be cooperative, acted just like Sabaek.

Kraugel gave up on persuasion. He silently followed Sabaek and Hwang Gildong, who said that this was a shortcut, and gradually advanced into a space infected by demonic energy.

The group’s destination was Norae Hills. The landscape was said to be all yellow hills. Hwang Gildong had seduced Sabaek there by saying he would be able to obtain a large amount of ‘materials for the marks.’ He had whispered to Kraugel that this was the safest area.

“Old Sword Demon.” Old Sword Demon, who had a dissatisfied expression in the rear, abruptly spoke. He gave his name again to Sabaek, who called him ‘that guy.’ It sounded a bit different to Kraugel. This was the aftermath of witnessing Huroi from up close since entering the Overgeared Guild.

‘Is he Korean?’

No, he didn’t think so. It was hard to imagine that there was more than one person like Huroi in the world. Kraugel believed that he misunderstood. He even felt a small amount of guilt toward Old Sword Demon and changed his listening language setting from Korean to English.

“Old Sword Demon. My name is Old Sword Demon. Didn’t I reveal it when I first introduced myself? Please engrave it clearly in that little head of yours.”

It sounded comfortable to listen to now...

He was able to shake off the horrible assumption that there might be some intention behind Old Sword Demon’s name.

Kraugel was relieved while Sabaek snorted. “Bah, I heard you are revered as a legend among the people, but there is a wild aspect to you. Well, okay. Stop this war of nerves and increase your pace, Old Sword Demon.”

He quickened his pace while wiping at his bloody sword with a talisman. It seemed to give an enhancement effect to the sword that was glowing blue.

‘He has been active for a long time. They said he would be at least a mid-level transcendent, but he is so talented.’

Sabaek used high level swordsmanship, performed daoist techniques with the talisman, and possessed his signature marks, so his value became higher the more Kraugel looked. It was to the extent where he wondered if Sabaek was an existence on the opposite side of daoist immortal Yeo Yulan.

‘I must protect him.’

Kraugel reminded himself of the importance of the mission only to stop abruptly as he was following Sabaek. He widened his stride. A shadow crept across the twilight-stained ground. It was the shadow of Kraugel, who immediately leaned his upper body forward as he drew his sword.

Sabaek’s head shook

lost a large amount of health. He couldn’t understand

as a top ranker, his body moved non-stop. He activated his buffs and looked around while drinking potions. The first thing he saw was the back of Kraugel, who was

exuded a very ominous energy. It floated alone in the air like Grid’s God Hands. It was hard to tell whether it was real or imaginary. It

light emitted by the sword. They were the traces of the use of magic. It was the fire attribute

use magic

Kraugel’s expression became serious.

Evil God that had briefly put the Overgeared members and apostles into a crisis in

expected, you endured

Step, step, step.

gloomy voice that was followed by the sound of approaching footsteps caught the attention of the party. It was a smiling demon with sharp fangs. His appearance differed depending on the viewer. He looked like a huge

Great Demon, ‘Baal’,

his knees. He was crushed by the status

the first assassin player to reach level 100 and be registered in the Hall of Fame as the ‘First Assassin Ranked Number 1’—Old Sword Demon had been playing Satisfy for nearly nine years, including the open beta, and he surprisingly only recently acquired

like the efforts and achievements accumulated over the past nine years were finally acknowledged. He felt great thrill and satisfaction. Now he was embarrassed that he had been

was very suspicious due to the name. So was it

It wasn’t an exaggeration to say that this was the reason why Grid was able to advance at an unrivaled speed after becoming the first legend. Yet at this moment, Old Sword

entered his ears as he was feeling

status abnormalities by default, ignoring the status abnormality immunity.

items that neutralizes the ability to ignore

a century ago—for Old Sword Demon, there was an image file that became popular on the Internet in the past that listed paid items in games enjoyed by the generations older than

with my reputation. Currently, the only solution is to build up

-Yes...

the situation. Even jokes needed applause to be completed. In the first place, this wasn’t the

Great Demon had appeared

but unlike the past, he was accompanied by an unknown ‘hand.’ Old Sword Demon had never seen Asura’s hand and he didn’t even know what it was. Nevertheless, he could intuitively know that it

danger was intuitively revealed. It was because Kraugel’s sword energy was being disturbed in real

the highest grade resource, perhaps comparable to divinity, approached Asura’s hand, it became blurred and repeatedly disappeared. It was the same for the orange energy emitted

to kill Baal while

rid of Baal relatively easily. However, he always

prepared for a situation where Baal wasn’t just a fragment. He couldn’t sit idle in case Kraugel missed the hand before Hwang Gildong and Sabaek could kill

to get

it was on record. People dismissed him as a fool. They saw him as a stupid old man

only half true. Old Sword Demon wanted to be stronger than anyone else, thus he went all in on the skill tree

case, that

resist.

Baal, who didn’t even give him a second look. It was while secretly preparing to attempt

of the debuffs caused by Baal turned out to be good luck for

health that declined in real time and his armor and weapon that were rusting met the

being cut by you. Even I didn’t expect Asura to have this talent, so it was an unexpected

Baal only noticed Kraugel.

to slip away, but he couldn’t move recklessly. It was because Asura’s

were being dispersed just by being this close. There was a sense of complete helplessness.

“......”

had excelled at

“You are scared.”

was creeping up on him like a rat. This made Hwang Gildong stiffen. Fortunately, his prey had come to an area connected to

feel a familiar smell from them. It was the smell of fear. It was a smell that

It is better to be grateful that your souls can exist with me forever

led them. He put Asura’s hand in the very lead. The hand of the Evil God absorbed and neutralized all

must’ve sent the Sword Saint to