Overgeared

Chapter 2048

Chapter 2048

A slash. And another. And another. Grid spun like a spinning top as he continued deploying the six-fusion sword dance. He looked almost like the blades of a blender, and Asura was the meat being minced.

However, Grid’s anger didn’t go away at all even though he was playing a game. There were an infinite number of enemies in MMORPG games. Gamemakers tried to keep players engaged in their game by never providing an ending to the storyline and instead always presenting new goals.

Grid understood the concept. The vast majority of players didn’t want Satisfy’s story to end, but Grid hoped it would be over now.

‘I’m sick of it.’

This was how Grid felt. The appearance of new enemies through updates or changes to the worldview? He understood and found it acceptable. However, it was hard for him to accept such enemies when he was treated like this.

Asura really said that Grid had simply been lucky enough to become this powerful without having to overcome any trials? This guy, who was probably the final boss and therefore the spokesperson of the S.A Group, didn’t understand Grid at all.

[I have been living comfortably? How dare you say that to me?]

Even at this moment, people’s prayers were gathering at Grid’s statue. Everyone around the world, whether they were players or NPCs, was cheering for him. Would so many people have supported him if he had only made it this far thanks to his luck? Grid could guarantee that wouldn’t be the case.

Few creatures were as ruthless as humans, who worked equally in the framework of society, so they were jealous and loathed those who achieved things without any effort.

Grid’s power, wealth, force, and honor—If any of these things had been easily obtained, no one would’ve prayed to him, especially the players. What type of madman would enthusiastically pray to a competitor several times a day? If they wanted a buff, just one prayer a day was enough.

Grid had been carrying the trust of the people on his shoulders. So far, it had supported him.

[Only One God Grid is writing the thirty-second epic.]

[This is the beginning of the narrative.]

[...It comes from the mockery of Asura, the God of Fighting who broke Grid’s sword.]

“What?”

Everyone was excited. The people were ready to enjoy the peace that was to come. This was thanks to the players showing up and killing the miscellaneous monsters that appeared near cities and villages to threaten the people’s livelihoods. The players had become strong enough to defeat the tyrannical nobles and knights of each kingdom.

The Overgeared Guild had stopped the ambition of the Saharan Empire, which used to dream of ruling over the continent. The field bosses, who lived all over the surface and hindered the development of civilization, had been turned into hunting targets for the players.

The players had never given up on the West Continent, which had been isolated by the Red Sea. The Overgeared Guild had punished those who tried to become gods and rule the West Continent.

Baal and the demons of hell had been defeated by the combined efforts of humanity. The arrogant gods and angels had been educated by Grid through violence. The dragons had become afraid of Grid and Hayate.

Finally, humanity had joined forces again to destroy all the Full Moon Fortresses and wipe out all the cultivators.

The world had achieved peace. But what was this? The content of the epic that suddenly appeared was shocking.

Baal, who had succumbed to his inevitable fate and had been buried in the ground, was rotting away. The God of Fighting Asura was the seed of disaster planted by him. Now he suddenly germinated and announced his presence in Grid’s epic?

The Overgeared Guild members were confused because they remembered how reluctant Asura had been toward Grid after he became Judar’s servant. They couldn’t believe it.

Surprisingly, only Peak Sword accepted the situation quickly.

get revenge, even after ten years. That bastard Asura had endured and had gone through many

the God

“No... I'm just saying.”

to rebuild the empire’s economy. It was the same for Peak Sword. He had personally come to the construction site and worked hard to inspire

make others work hard. There was really a lot of attention on him. All the people in the vicinity came

saying he had heard a few times before,

that something

listening... Peak Sword

"Death Penalty."

seemed to rise. Faker, the God of Killing,

difficult duties. This included gathering intelligence for assassinations and finding spies. He used Shadow Linkage to share a small part of

Claaang!

Sword managed to block Faker’s surprise attack with his swift footwork. Peak Sword looked very handsome doing that, but

really tried

the answer for a traitor who

didn’t mean to

minutes to clear up

escaped being beheaded in front of his subordinates and the people of his territory. He was only able to shake off Faker after admitting that he had made a mistake with his words because of

admitted that he was

can’t believe our lord is

be like our lord when I grow

lot of money so that my son can study in

Peak Sword’s humiliation, the morale

“Shit...!”

was he crying so much? He stomped his feet on the ground. Faker looked at him

to Asgard

Every time a challenger cleared one floor, a new one was created. The tower would continue to rise until, one

the help of the Tower members and Apostles. Grid argued that this was unnecessary, but his colleagues didn’t agree. Unlike Grid,

going to do that anyway,” Peak Sword

him released magic power. Peak

let’s go find the

were happening throughout the

***

been a

create the hell moon and

thought, Baal had been a

emulate that sincerity and resurrect

a sword broken in half were projected

the Natural Order and Twilight has been

broken Grid’s sword, but that wasn’t exactly the case. The skill that combined the two swords into one

power of the combined weapons

Asgard. Since they weren’t in the Overgeared World, it was impossible to use the skill indefinitely without

[Item Combination.]

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