Overgeared

“Is it a target that can be raided alone?”

This was a question that pierced to the core—the blue-eyed reporter made good use of the short time he was allowed to address Chairman Lim Cheolho.

“It can’t be done alone.”

It had been six hours since Baal’s expedition had entered hell.

Half a day had passed inside Satisfy. As morning turned to night, Grid and the Overgeared members fought non-stop. Even the concept of stamina, which had always held players back, seemed unable to dampen their enthusiasm.

“Then... in order for the expedition to succeed, the Overgeared members and apostles must join Grid, right?”

The Baal raid—due to the large-scale event that occurred by Grid’s will, the S.A Group suffered tremendously. Throughout this half a day, media companies around the world flooded them with requests for interviews. Obviously, the level of interest was very high. It was a far cry from the National Competition, which had been on a downward spiral since Grid stopped participating.

To put it bluntly, everyone in the world was watching the Baal raid and it disrupted their daily lives. At this time, it wasn’t very good for the S.A Group to remain silent. There was no reason for it. This was why Chairman Lim Cheolho held a large-scale press conference.

“It can’t be done even with many people.”

The crowd was agitated. The reporters writing articles in real time increased their typing speed.

“Can I say that it is like a dragon?”

In the past, Chairman Lim Cheolho had designated dragons as targets that couldn’t be hunted. Well, Grid had personally demonstrated that even if he couldn’t kill them, he could use them as a ride, but... in any case, a dragon’s majesty was still great. Was it the same with Baal?

Speculative articles were on the verge of pouring out in a matter of seconds.

Then Chairman Lim Cheolho shook his head. “It isn’t like a dragon.”

The dragons that Lim Cheolho was talking about were naturally the Old Dragons. It was because the Old Dragons were the true dragons.

“Baal is the ultimate goal for players. He is one of the final pieces of content.”

Just—

“But not in his current form.”

Baal used human fear as his source of strength. He couldn’t perish as long as people were afraid of him. He was impossible to raid in a different sense from dragons. It was necessary to achieve the prerequisites to make the impossible possible. It was to create an environment where people felt greater hope than their fear of Baal. It wasn’t something that a handful of players or groups could do.

Billions of players needed to interact deeply with Satisfy’s residents and built trust. A simple example was the relationship between Grid and Khan. The hope designed by Lim Cheolho was to sprout from the fact that the majority of players valued the residents of Satisfy and cherished Satisfy as much as reality.

The name Satisfy reflected Chairman Lim Cheolho’s wishes. Lim Cheolho wanted Satisfy to be beautiful, unlike reality. The great evil called Baal was a type of gateway to reaching such a world. It was the opportunity and key to uniting people with one heart and one mind. He wasn’t a being created for one individual to stab to death...

“Eh?”

It happened as Chairman Lim Cheolho was starting to explain...

A buzzing occurred among the reporters who stopped typing. They stared at Chairman Lim Cheolho in disbelief. No, to be precise, they were staring at the super-large screen behind where the chairman was sitting.

Chairman Lim Cheolho turned back and his face hardened. Baal revealed his original appearance. It was the last phase of the Baal raid. It meant that Baal was driven to the defensive in the ten minutes he took to move to this conference room.

“How...?”

It happened as Chairman Lim Cheolho was very flustered...

Kuaaack...

let out a scream as his neck was slashed by Grid. It was an incredible sight. In this state, Baal’s defense increased by at least 20 times, but

even added something

Grid has broken the record for the

“......”

***

the horizon—they wondered how huge was that thing, seeing that

stimulated human imagination to the limit.

go help,” Asuka

fluttered. The feathers that were

Kiyaaaaak!

with a single weapon. She hadn’t even taken out the dragon weapon she had received from Grid

They were weapons that had been steadily strengthened

did she get all these

wealth and obsession were unmatched, and determined that he didn’t

course, we have

like the captain of the angels protecting Grid. He intended to fly toward Grid the moment he shook off

the same way. Coke, Asuka, and the two people wearing silver and

were preparing to rush

‘Who are these people?’

a long time. In the first place, they were the ones Grid had

hidden behind masks and who just silently carried out their duties. In any case, it was the time when the five Overgeared

Someone put a stop to

man who stood with his arms folded and yawned throughout the

enter the underground area after hearing the screams of the red flesh... unlike the angels, who ran

do. You will only be killed

“Shut up.”

let it spill out her

was a Sword Saint and he had become the Sword God. She swore at him

strange to look at, with a broken sword hanging from his waist, but he wasn’t an opponent to be treated casually. It wasn’t that they were worried about

“I-Impertinent!”

“What nonsense about impertinence?”

ability was gained thanks to the angel wings. She liked it very much. It was only now that the game seemed like a game. She hadn’t been able to

an old man with dementia? Do we really need to listen to whatever you say? In the first place, we didn’t come all the way to hell to kill mobs, did we? Half of us can stand guard

“Uhh...”

catch mobs? It happened as Ibellin

Slap!

he knew it, Biban had stood in front of Asuka and slapped her in the face. Then an

without even reacting. In the center of the

Was she dead...?

and Coke couldn’t keep up with the

berserker trait was activated. Her health had been decreased to a great extent because she had been slapped by Biban. If it wasn’t for the dragon armor, it

prepared to step out. Then Biban appeared in front of Asuka again. He grabbed her by the collar and

“......”

slaughtering the army of demonic creatures and was much more brutal than Michael, who once appeared at the Rebecca Church’s Vatican. It was

benevolent smile. He didn’t seem like someone who half-killed a person and threw them into

warned the dumbfounded Ibellin, “Don’t be swayed by your subordinates on the

“...Yes.”

in Grid’s direction right away. However, he hid this truth. He didn’t

“Focus on the mission. The reason why Grid entrusted me and you with different missions

able to realize that the man in front