Overgeared

Dungeon Master Eat Spicy Jokbal—his first work that ventured into the new realm of the tower was very small and shabby. It was only two floors high and it was embarrassing to call it a tower. From the circumference, it was estimated that the floor space was less than 10 pyeong. But no one paid any attention to this.

A tower that grew stronger as they climbed it—there was such a provocative sign.

Even Grid was caught by it.

“Tower That Grows Stronger As One Climbs It... I wonder if we’re giving too grand a name for a tower that hasn’t been finished yet...”

“It is finished. The number of floors in the tower will naturally be added as users climb to the higher floors, and the interior area is quite reasonable, unlike what it seems.”

“Ke ong is going to cry.”

“No, he came to me a while ago and cursed me for profiting for free. The facilities I make are purely ‘dungeons,’ so there is no need for Ke ong to be jealous.”

Eat Spicy Jokbal was one of the precious treasures of the Empire. Numerous soldiers and knights grew by exploring the dungeons he created. The Overgeared members' growth value exceeded the allowance of the dungeons, but they often stopped by the dungeons to increase their skill experience.

Now they had to build a tower. It was said that there was no limit to the number of floors. It was theoretically possible to expand indefinitely because another floor opened up every time a user overcame the ordeal of the current topmost floor.

It was truly a legendary building. No, there was a possibility that it would be worshiped as a myth if Grid utilized it.

Grid was also the leader of the Overgeared Guild. He had the right and qualification to be the first to set foot in such a monumental facility.

“Okay. I’ll go up to the 100th floor today.”

Grid was more motivated than Lauel hoped for and attempted to climb it.

“This XX.”

The result was this—he lost motivation. There was no problem from the 1st floor to the 9th floor. Thanks to Demon Sword Remnants, Grid overcame the ordeals without even lifting a finger. It took less than five minutes to reach the 10th floor.

However, he immediately lost motivation on the 10th floor.

The boss monster who appeared on the 10th floor—it was none other than Baal.

That’s right—the boss monster that lurked in the tower on the 10th floor used the ‘highest level opponent among the boss monsters raided by the challenger’ as the basic framework. Here, it became stronger and stronger every time the number of floors increased. Depending on the challenger’s position, it could boast a tremendous level of difficulty.

“The 10th floor is bullshit...”

Aren’t I the only one at a disadvantage...?

Why do you always do this to me...?

Vantner offered comfort to the lamenting Grid, “Instead, Grid, your wives keep getting stronger. Don’t be too heartbroken and think positively.”

“......”

...Wasn’t he hit by this comfort instead?

It wasn’t very comforting, but Grid couldn’t refute the facts. Instead, Eat Spicy Jokbal asked him, “Why did you come back without fighting Baal?”

Going up from the 1st floor to the 9th floor, Grid acquired various buffs that were only applied inside the tower. Grid in the tower was stronger than Grid in reality. Even if the level of Baal on the 10th floor was exactly the same as the Baal that Grid had fought a while ago, the current Grid would be able to aim for victory relatively easily.

However, he retreated without even fighting. It was hard to understand from Eat Spicy Jokbal’s perspective.

“Isn’t it better that Baal came out? The higher the level of the boss, the greater the rewards.”

“Do you avoid poop because you are afraid of it? You avoid it because it is dirty.” Peak Sword replied on behalf of Grid. “Have you forgotten how persistent Baal was? From Grid’s perspective, it would be tiresome to fight with him again.”

was correct. Just a few days ago, Grid struggled with Baal for more than half a day. Even if he was killed, he resurrected and evolved. It was a fight to the extent that he

fighting him again right away? He didn’t feel like it even if he was given millions.

to fight Baal against just to get

take a break,” Peak

word that penetrated Grid’s weary

realized something and shuddered. He recalled the fact that there were few days he rested properly ever since he became Pagma's Successor. Was this something that people

the tower

Right now, Faker and the Overgeared Shadows were in the midst of a quest to find the daoist immortal, Bentao. It was to get help to search for the achievements of the Seven Good People that the gods couldn’t erase. The moment Faker gained something, Asgard wouldn’t

had to prepare for another fierce battle from then on. Now was

thought of things to do during his break. The first thing was to find Pagma’s soul. According

something he heard while preparing for the wedding, so it went in one ear and out the other. But now that he thought about it, he was worried about Braham’s

Braham

‘Maybe Pagma’s soul is...’

but was captured by Braham? In the first place, it was a pity that the conversation with Pagma was too

going to rest,

and his colleagues looked on anxiously as Grid

***

around Reinhardt. Braham smashed everything. Naturally, there was no malice. It was an inevitable phenomenon in the process of magically tempering Grid’s Greed. But recently, a high mountain stood tall to the west of Reinhardt. It was an artificial mountain made by

Reinhardt was Braham’s

“Braham, you...”

workshop, only to

really was trapped in Braham’s workshop. The various tools scattered in all

torture his

grudge was. Hadn’t he at least tried to understand Pagma?

to be

his tongue as he grasped a saw and

“Braham...!”

Pagma’s soul? Grid was about to stop it, only to pause. The saw seemed to be imbued with some type of magical effect and started to slice through Pagma’s soul, but

sound

was full of malice

faced the soul of Pagma possessing Kraugel and

backstabbing others was playing tricks to take away Kraugel’s body. Then he soon calmed down. Pagma wasn’t a great magician like him. It was impossible for a mere blacksmith to cast such

you would take away

behind was a structure that made Pagma’s soul the subject when combined with an object. To put it simply, it was designed to ‘take away the body of the one possessed

such a situation

only the victim whose body was taken away. Even Pagma, who took over the body, must’ve

been in

was always a good reason for it. He had never betrayed others for his own sake. However, who would’ve trusted Pagma if the situation had gone as Baal intended? Naturally, Pagma would’ve been blamed for the incident. Additionally, the

gritted his teeth. He was already in a sensitive

hero in history, but he

different from

-......

toward him. Pagma’s feelings were also conveyed

Regret.

the dignity of others. He

of demons. Even now, hundreds

had trusted and relied on

room. The sadness in his eyes as

“......”

He silently concentrated

an awkward silence filled

that had been dwelling in Pagma’s soul was finally