Overgeared

“I don’t know if it is a good idea to send them away without seeing them.”

The Cho King was having a vague communication with the red phoenix, the guardian god of the land. The innate nature of the red phoenix, which existed for the people of the Cho Kingdom, responded to the blood of the Cho royal family. There was even a connection called Grid who acted as a bridge between the two of them.

The Cho King had been helping Grid, so he received the favor of the red phoenix. This brought about a strong vigilance and made him aware that some of the returning soldiers were demons, not human beings. Even so, he simply sent them away. He turned a blind eye to those who suffered from the divinity of the red phoenix flowing through the ground and ran away.

It was due to advice from the Chivalrous Robbers.

“Your Majesty, don’t worry. By now, the leader must’ve beaten them all. He has been digging a trap for a while.”

The Chivalrous Robbers was a group of people. They robbed the assets of some of the people profiting from the power of the yangbans and scattered it to the private sector, and preached the real myths of the East Continent, telling people that the Four Auspicious Beasts were the guardian gods.

There were no great achievements, but more than one or two people had been rescued by them. The Twelve Zodiacs also received their comfort. The achievements of the leader, Hwang Gildong, were particularly great. He made several plans and killed several yangbans returning to the Hwan Kingdom. He also contributed greatly to the recent resurgence of the black tortoise.

The Cho King trusted the Chivalrous Robbers.

“Um... I can rest assured if it is Hwang Gildong himself.”

It was too dangerous for the Cho King to directly subdue the demons. Demons had different individual abilities and this made it difficult to predict what variables would occur. Above all, the warriors of the Cho Kingdom weren’t strong enough to overpower a large number of demons.

On the other hand, Hwang Gildong was a strong person who moved all over the world. The plan to divide the group of demons between two places, the Kaya Kingdom and Pa Kingdom, to isolate them and destroy them one by one, didn’t sound like a lie. Maybe he had destroyed the demons already?

It happened the moment the Cho Kingdom had this thought...

“......?”

The expressions of the Chivalrous Robbers stiffened as they received urgent news from a carrier pigeon.

“What is it?”

The Cho King couldn’t bear to ask what had gone wrong. He was worried that the words would become seeds. He was ashamed of such a heart.

“...It says that something went wrong,” the members of the Chivalrous Robbers gave the worst answer, “There is a possibility that the demons will fall into the hands of the yangbans...”

***

Agnus was still confident in his skills. His level might’ve dropped significantly, but Lantier grew intensively. Lantier’s fighting power could overwhelm several high rankers alone. Furthermore, Agnus had inherited some of Marbas’ power. This nearly doubled the number of minions he could control at once.

Nevertheless, the reason for his constant failure and defeat was simply because the opponents were bad.

Strength was relative.

Faker was too strong. The skill of using the shadow techniques was great enough to pierce the sky and he freely crossed the barrier of blades set by the undead army like he was moving in and out of his own house. Additionally, his net was always spread out because he used the Overgeared Shadows, whose number couldn’t be estimated. In many ways, their compatibility was bad.

Overgeared members were weak.

Continent. Agnus needed time to grow. He was determined to stay alive until the moment when Baal hunted down Marbas and exploded his potential.

pull

was to repay the grudge. Agnus had no intention of just sitting back and watching the humiliation he had suffered from Chepardea over the past few months. The resentment he felt toward

the Overgeared Guild were originally Agnus’ enemies. In particular, Agnus had antagonized them first. In other words, the humiliation he

once showed a liking toward Agnus. Therefore, Agnus tried. He struggled even more anxiously when he

the more he struggled, the more Chepardea hated and insulted him. It was an attitude that stimulated Agnus’ trauma. It was

As his years of clinging to the resurrection of his old lover had proved, he could be very obsessive. He could put everything else behind him until he paid back the humiliation to Chepardea. This was why

grabbed him by the

“......!”

immediately used shadow movements to change his position and appear behind Old Sword Demon, but even that was read. Old

I don’t know the

assassin. It was very difficult to deal with the heavy sword suddenly hiding its appearance as it was falling heavily. The sword moving fast in a brilliant manner

picked a strange skill

Agnus realized the biggest advantage of a normal class. A skill tree that was divided according to the ‘transfer’ selected at every 100 levels. If players made good use of the system, which didn’t apply

skill tree and getting a correction on his use of tools, rather than the stealth or assassination skill

use a variety of skill trees when changing the classes of the skeleton soldiers. It felt like his eyes were opened. He received a clue

the time to be happy about it. Agnus’ robe was torn apart by Old Sword Demon’s wicked touch. It was fortunate. If the robe wasn’t torn, his collar would’ve been caught and he would’ve

when being

impossible. Agnus was rejected by society over time. Naturally, his

was a considerable burden for Agnus, who had his commercial activities restricted and had difficulty securing currency. He could use the item trading sites to buy items

rare items because he couldn’t afford to buy new

Agnus. “You have hurt so many people, yet you are like this? You are mocking the lives of those who died by making

“......”

he felt like making an unreasonable demand. Even so, Agnus didn’t dare refute it. The source of this anger came from the loss of loved

‘Stupid jerk.’

the condemnation of his conscience. Agnus was disgusted with himself and laughed. He was laughing at himself, but Old

hatred. Other people didn’t know that even this faded after

“You trash jerk!”

is the correct

situation, but it was useless. Many of Agnus’ techniques had already been disclosed to the public. The defeats that he had suffered had exposed and weakened

read the foreshadowing of the skill and counterattacked using a skill invalidation artifact. He crushed the high bridge of Agnus’ nose with his knee before grabbing Agnus’

couldn’t even scream. He could only confirm Old Sword Demon’s sword inserted in his chest using

'...It is karma.’

some of his conscience while suffering from madness, such as rejecting Baal’s quests to kill an unspecified number of people, but it was completely meaningless. The

that he had harmed others according to his needs and mood. Every place he went, he had no choice but to face someone who held a grudge

hell am I

an answer. He used his terrible past to bury deep in his memory that he was a man with a broken

didn’t know how to affirm himself. Just in time,