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.

it’s okay. You did

placed a shield over the three of them and briefly replayed the battle from a little while

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

had failed to show

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,

was simple.

People obeyed immediately.

head-on

moment Biban’s mental world broke, Kubartos appeared in a polymorphed

body. It was unlikely that Hurent would be killed immediately from a single attack. He was also armed with

a big deal

sneered. He was beautiful even when he

strike was stunning. Hurent flew back several meters.

flash, but it was still

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

people, though he failed to stab Biban in the back beyond the shield, because the shield had the ability to block any attack once. It was an ultimate skill that

“......?”

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

aura while running, shards flying out, turning into pulsating blades that stabbed and slashed at

and scattered a

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

him. It was a counter skill that changed the trajectory of an attack by repeatedly pushing away the target’s attack with the back of 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

a reason. The only problem was that Kubartos’

failed to turn

the sword changed. It was because Regas had grabbed it with his bare hands and pulled it away. A

transformed into a snow

black. Hurent’s health had also decreased by half in real time. Biban muttered

to

“Don’t talk nonsense.”

was this

tongue as

was gifted with

reason as to 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 as they did in real life. Therefore, he’d

the amount of time 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

then, he had progressed rapidly and caught up with his competitors. Thanks to Grid’s help

noise erupted from not too

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

just like Grid. You are definitely exceptional. First things first, I will deal with the situation at hand. Then, I will focus on hunting you guys down

A player hunting declaration.

for a dragon, who

a perfect world.” Toon’s expression darkened a bit

situation, Toon understood that the dragon’s attitude toward players might change. It seemed that there was more at stake in this

“......!”

His eyes snapped to the party window, noticing that Pon

turned away and

Ibellin died.

He increased his speed.

despite his swordsmanship skills and the presence of

He tried to focus his thoughts only on the person on his back. The sounds from

many minutes

getting closer. Finally, light started to seep into the edge of his

from Hurent: Stop it

Hurent’s whisper flew into his