Overgeared

What was going on here?

Hurent smiled at Biban’s absurd question and rubbed the back of his neck.

‘I avoided a fatal injury, but I feel stiff. I almost died again as soon as I logged in.’

Aura Master Hurent.

He was one of the most powerful members of the Overgeared Guild.

He had the ability to adjust the shape of aura at will, allowing him to be useful in all types of scenarios. Because of this, he had played a big role in the battle against Trauka as the spearhead. He was able to deal damage to the enemy while empowering and protecting his allies at the same time.

Therefore, he was a problem.

Despite the presence of the tower members and apostles, Hurent had been the one attracting Trauka’s aggro. He’d been the first among the main damage dealers to die twice.

This wasn’t because Hurent had mismanaged the aggro. It just so happened that Trauka’s intelligence had been too high. After sensing the threat in Hurent, Trauka had persistently targeted him. He’d shot a Breath even with both his hands tied up.

Thanks to this, Hurent was able to reconnect the fastest and get here on time.

Regardless, the situation wasn’t good. Regas, Pon, Ibellin, Toon, Chris’ entourage–they were in charge of the vanguard, just like him, and would be the first to die. It was good that they arrived to the fight, but the level of the enemy was higher than they had expected.

Kubartos.

He was a rare dragon with golden scales. Even though he wasn’t an old dragon, he exuded a level of power similar to that of Trauka’s. They felt like they were already dead every time they met his metallic, cold gaze. A chill went down their spines, and they became lethargic.

‘He is actually causing some pretty terrible abnormal status conditions.’

Fear and confusion could be overcome by control. However, they had to endure abnormal status conditions such as exhaustion and intimidation, which lowered the power of their stats and skills.

Of course, this was only for those who weren’t legends. Unfortunately, the vanguard didn’t consist of many legends.

“Raise your hand if you don’t think you will be much help.”

The usually friendly Hurent, who was relieved when he verified Piaro’s safety as soon as he logged in, didn’t carry a very pleasant tone in his voice at the moment, which was reasonable, since he seldom made unnecessary remarks.

“Me.”

A bloodied Toon raised his left hand. His right arm had been cut off. Even if he transformed into a tiger, he wouldn’t be able to run. The same could be said about transforming into an eagle–he would be unable to fly, as well.

“Regas, do you have anything to say?”

“Ah... My capabilities have dropped a lot due to internal injuries, but surely I can play the role of bait. Both my legs are fine.”

“You are bleeding all over the place right now. It’s so bad, it can’t even be fixed by taking hemostatic medicine. Won’t you be useless once the bleeding debuff stacks?”

“I can stop the bleeding by concentrating my spirit.”

“You and Toon are taking Biban away. Next time, say what you have to say briefly without adding personal opinions. You’re wasting time.”

“...Yes, I’ll be back as soon as possible.”

Hurent’s group had arrived at the scene and were waiting, when they noticed that Biban’s mental world, in which Kubartos had been imprisoned, shattered. They ran to Biban’s rescue, and as many as nine people had been killed in the process, with two of the most powerful people present ending up seriously injured. Those two happened to be Toon, who could transform into a beast suitable for each occasion, and who stole Biban away, and Regas, who had tried to protect Ibellin.

Ibellin apologized to Regas. “I-I’m sorry!”

Of course, there was no need for an apology. Ibellin succeeded in inflicting significant damage onto Kubartos. This had caused Kubartos’ aggro to disperse, allowing Toon to rescue Biban. He could take the most credit for saving Biban.

okay.

Biban. Hurent placed a shield over the three

irregular like a ping-pong ball, making it impossible to predict. Even worse, skills were destroyed the moment they came in contact with its

even the vanguard’s strongest defense equipment had failed to show much of an

to be the characteristics of a gold dragon. They couldn’t allow the attack itself to hit them, but it was also hard to avoid, making it very tricky to deal

he and the rest were weak in comparison to a dragon. They probably couldn’t tell the difference between a top dragon and an old one, just like ants felt equally threatened by dogs and elephants

order was simple.

People obeyed immediately.

head-on with

mental world broke, Kubartos appeared in

using his main body. It was unlikely

a big

He was beautiful even

strike was stunning. Hurent flew back several meters.

but it

Shunpo. Seeing the movement path shown by the afterimages, it turned out that he had just been running. The speed of an

shield had the ability to block any attack once. It was an ultimate skill

“......?”

the aura shield had blocked his sword? His golden eyes, peering through the glass-like fragments of aura,

controlled the aura while running, shards flying out, turning into pulsating blades that

scattered a sword light once

He pushed at Biban’s back with his left hand while drawing a circle with his

hand and pulling it with his palm. It required a great deal of concentration and control due to having to constantly change the direction of his hands,

The only problem was that Kubartos’ sword was too

to

sword changed. It was because Regas had grabbed it with his bare hands and pulled it away. A few fingers were cut off with a distressing sound, but the sword had definitely pierced

he transformed into a snow leopard and

window in his field of view, Regas’ name turned black. Hurent’s health had also decreased by half in real time. Biban muttered from where he was lying

sorry to burden

“Don’t talk nonsense.”

gibberish was this

tongue as he

gifted

why he’d reigned the strongest mafia in Sicily. He might’ve just been a chess piece that moved according to the organization’s will, but in any case... His senses shone just as brilliantly in Satisfy

he’d spent playing the game had decreased significantly, but that was a story of the past. Thanks to the friends he brought back from his hometown a few years ago, he regained his free time and started to focus on Satisfy

he had progressed rapidly and caught up with his competitors. Thanks to Grid’s help materially and spiritually, he was more confident in

loud noise erupted from not

the golden sword energy spread out beneath his feet, he threw Biban forward with all his

things first, I will deal with the situation at hand. Then, I will focus on hunting

A player hunting declaration.

a dragon,

too many bugs and plagues for a perfect world.” Toon’s expression darkened a bit as

attitude toward players might change. It seemed that there was more at stake in this battle than he’d initially

“......!”

someone groaning. His eyes snapped to the party window, noticing

turned away

Ibellin died.

He increased his speed.

swordsmanship skills and the

focus his thoughts only on the person on

minutes did

getting closer. Finally, light started to

from Hurent:

Hurent’s whisper flew into his