Overgeared

“H-Hold on! Don’t back down!”

Most cultivators had a clear advantage over players. The cultivators’ shields neutralized most attacks, so the players didn’t deal any damage to them.

A shield was created by concentrating spiritual energy. It was so simple to create one that it was hard to classify it as a technique.

Every cultivator took their shield for granted. This was why low-level cultivators could fight in the front lines.

But—

“Hngh!”

“Uwah....”

Shields weren’t unbreakable.

Shields consumed spiritual energy every time they blocked an attack, and there was a limit to that. The cultivators were very vulnerable if an army of tens of thousands launched long-range attacks toward them. The color of the spiritual energy varied according to the technique that the cultivator had learned. So when the colorful protection of the cultivators was broken one by one and scattered like stars...

“Good! We’re breaking through!”

The Overgeared Guild’s elite forces succeeded in breaking through the shields of the cultivators. Disgusted, the cultivators tried using mystical arts, but to no avail. They were almost out of spiritual energy. Even if they completed a mystical art, it wouldn’t deal enough damage to threaten the elites of the Overgeared Guild.

“Destroy all visible formations.”

The elites of the Overgeared members weren’t in any rush to enter the Full Moon Fortress. Following Jishuka’s orders, they went around the fortress and focused on destroying anything that looked remotely suspicious, such as mysterious rotating mystical texts, unknown stone statues, a forest that shouldn’t be floating, and soaring waterfalls gushing upside down. All of these collapsed following the Overgeared Guild’s involvement.

“N-No...!”

The cultivators’ faces paled. The things the Overgeared members were destroying boosted the strength of the fortress. Some were traps that would harm enemies, some were shields that blocked attacks, and some were power sources that would devour the enemies and turn them into spiritual energy, but now they were either malfunctioning or destroyed.

The secret arts provided by each sect to protect the last bastion were now gone.

“That girl...! Get rid of that red-handed girl first!”

The cultivators looked at where Jishuka was as they dodged the arrows and magic bombardment of the empire’s soldiers and magicians. She was a legend and a Transcendent. She had acquired a bit of King Daebyeol’s divinity, so her firepower stood out even among the elites of the Overgeared Guild. Every time she fired her bow, the formations set up by the cultivators collapsed disastrously. She was a top priority target.

“Protect Jishuka!”

Of course, being an archer had clear disadvantages. Jishuka had a wide field of view and powerful attacks, but low survivability skills. This made fighting solo almost impossible. This was why Vantner was almost always by her side.

“Be careful.”

attacks, Jishuka’s shadow spread out like a curtain and swallowed up all the projectiles.

you

be trapped in the Tomb of the Gods along with the high-level cultivators, would suddenly leap

moved according to your

that Jishuka died. He had

reason that arrogant Lauel entrusted

I am just

no time to chat. The situation was urgent. The number of high-ranking cultivators escaping the Tomb of the Gods was increasing one by one. Jishuka, who was already under heavy fire,

you die before then, people will lose their composure again. Why don’t you retreat

was impossible for even Faker to protect Jishuka by himself. The skills of

and sent a whisper to

Jishuka: I’ll leave the command of the

destroy as many of the remaining formations

who used to only trust in Zirkan’s abilities,

Grid. It was because of Grid’s help that everyone present, including herself and Chris, had become as powerful as

guild. Please

to leave enemies of this level to his

Jishuka expanded her field of view and prepared for the final

AOE skill that devastated a certain area. However, Jishuka had a satellite-like vision and sniping-related passive skills. Once Jishuka used it, it was reborn

white arrows of divinity fired like machine guns at the hundreds of cultivators and dozens of formations

girl is attacking us even

their teeth, but they couldn’t do anything. Faker

***

now. The rain droplets had been

matted, and he was lying lethargically on the sofa. He hadn’t looked

took care of himself

the prospect that reality might change soon. Would he have to endure this type of pain in real life? Mortal flesh was weak in reality. How could a human endure what

He was terribly anxious thinking about this. Because his mind was restless, he couldn’t afford to take care of his body. He was stuck in a

“...Ow.”

body as if he had been stabbed. He was experiencing pain in all the areas where Garam had stabbed him

a single scratch on his skin. It wasn’t until he saw this with his own eyes that the pain tormenting him

experiencing some sort of trauma?

as he realized this was a mental health problem he was having. He was used to all types of pain while fighting against

happening to him. This was like confessing

that the world will change is

his trauma, and his anger subsided. He was

a set of new clothes and ate. He turned on the TV and saw the Overgeared Guild struggling. The remaining cultivators

they died, that was it. There was no coming back. Immediately after the update, a few thousand cultivators appeared in the game. If the

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