Overgeared Chapter 369:
Chapter 369
Most gamers liked to dream, but they became frustrated by their talent and environmental limitations, causing them to abandon their dreams.
From a general point of view, Grid was also like this. However, Grid obtained an opportunity after hard work. He had been trying his best ever since becoming Pagma's Descendant.
He wanted to escape his poverty, wanted to show off, and then wanted to overcome his inferiority. Now he didn't want to lose what he had obtained, and also to protect his precious ones. His aspirations were refined in a more upright direction.
He couldn't sit still while his colleagues were at risk.
“Login.”
***
Behen Archipelago, the 40th island.
Sticks was drinking a blue coconut.
“Why did you come back so soon this time?"
Grid cut right to the point.
"Instant dun… No, can you forcefully enter a place where access is limited, like the Behen Archipelago?"
No. Anyone would give that answer. But Grid was full of hope. Sticks. He was called a sage because he accumulated more knowledge and wisdom than others. Indeed, Sticks met Grid's expectations.
“There is one way. But it is likely to fail and I can only try it twice a year."
“Can you give it a try for me?"
"…Can I ask about the situation?"
Grid was his benefactor and had infinite appeal. But Sticks couldn't blindly help without knowing the situation.
“There are people who I want to protect."
Grid gave a clear and brief explanation. His eyes were deep, warm and bright. Sticks didn't inquire anymore after hearing the explanation.
“First, let's get out of here."
Sticks got up from his seat. The purification of the Contaminated Behen Archipelago? It was better for Grid to solve his problem first before returning. Grid would be able to concentrate more.
***
The members of the vampire expedition were as followed. Pon, Regas, Faker, Jishuka, Yura, Huroi, Peak Sword, Vantner, Toban, Zednos, Ibellin, and Toon. They were the elites of Overgeared.
Since raiding Elfin Stone and growing from the 10th vampire city, they were filled with confidence. With the exception of Marie Rose, who Grid told them to be careful of, they were convinced that there weren't any vampires they couldn't raid.
Now they greatly regretted challenging the 9th city.
“Dammit, I'm lost at this age."
The 9th city was a castle. The castle was several times larger than Reidan, the second largest city in the Eternal Kingdom. Traps were set up everywhere, the corridors were like labyrinths, and the Overgeared members unintentionally became scattered.
“Ka~kung."
Pon and Vantner were separated from the group. They were moving between a forest of pillars when a playful woman's voice was heard from behind them. The surprised Pon and Vantner swung their weapons, but they only hurt the pillars and felt a pain from their wrists.
"Oh! This nasty woman!"
Vantner's bald head turned red. He was like an octopus, so Pon burst out laughing. Vantner's head became even redder.
“This situation isn't funny!"
"You should look in the mirror. It's impossible not to laugh."
"This bastard!"
Vantner and Pon were still at odds. It happened when the agitated Vantner was going to grab Pon's collar.
“If you're bored, then play with me."
The playful voice of a woman was heard from the ceiling instead of behind a pillar. Pon was still being held by the collar, but stabbed upwards with his spear. Vantner let go and grabbed his axe.
They leapt towards the vampire baron, Ran.
Puuok!
The sharp fingernails moved with high agility and scratched the chests of the two men.
"Kuk…!"
"Oh!"
Pon and Vantner's faces became irritated at their failed counterattack.
“Huhuhut~ silly Brothers."
Ran hid herself in the darkness and taunted them, causing Vantner to grumble.
"Wouldn't Faker be a match for that woman?"
"I agree. If Faker was here, then we would be able to easily catch that woman instead of suffering like this."
“That's what I wanted to say!"
The two of them couldn't work together and the number of wounds gradually increased. Ran's laughter echoed in the darkness.
***
"Do you think this body will be hurt by that small dagger?"
A large hall on the first floor of the castle. Faker had fallen into a trap and was fighting a vampire alone. Like his name, Mountain held an unusually large weapon and was covered with armor. The body of the vampire baron was as big as his name. He was at least 3m tall.
'Amazing.'
His throwing skill wasn't enough to get past the defense. Rare tension appeared on Faker's face.
***
“This is the worst.”
A corridor to the north of the castle's first floor. Jishuka and Zednos was isolated in the middle of it without any cover. There were vampire soldiers coming from both sides of the corridor.
"We can't let them get here."
“I know."
Jishuka was an archer and Zednos was a magician. They were vulnerable when it came to close combat. They shot arrows and magic to the other side of the hall to prevent vampires from approaching…
"Damn humans!"
The number of angry vampires didn't show signs of diminishing. Zednos saw that they were gradually narrowing the distance and clicked his tongue.
“The average level is 20 levels higher than the vampires of the 10th city?"
“…I agree."
The two people felt desperate.
***
"Is everybody safe?"
Regas, Huroi, Peak Sword, Toban, Ibellin, and Toon. They were at the forefront of the party and was move towards the 2nd floor when they activated the 'Teleportation Trap.' It was impossible for them to confirm if the colleagues left on the 1st floor were safe.
“I can't see their health and location."
“I think they are in danger."
"No, Regas. This is why I told you to let Faker go first. Why were you in the front when you don't have a searching ability?"
"…I'm sorry. I was so motivated that I moved ahead."
"Let's go down to the 1st floor instead of blaming anyone."
Peak Sword. He used to be the guild master of the Silver Knights Guild. When he was serious, he showed a high leadership and judgment ability. The others were well aware of this fact and followed Peak Sword without saying anything.
However, there were people blocking the path to the 1st floor. They were three vampire barons.
"…This place is great."
In the 10th city, one or two vampire barons emerged as intermediate bosses. However, the 9th city contained an absurd number of vampire barons.
“Draw Sword, Annihilate."
Sakak-!
Peak Sword initiated the battle.
***
Demon Slayer, Yura. Her level was 247. The level that the general public took two years to obtain was achieved in just seven months. It was the result of the know-how from her 5th place ranking, a legendary class, and the best hunting ground that was the vampire cities.
The present Yura was strong enough to compare with the main powers of Overgeared. However, her level wasn't enough to deal with a vampire viscount alone.
“Is this your limit?"
A viscount was far stronger than the vampire barons. The viscount, Tiramet, looked down at the kneeling Yura. He was overflowing with magic power and his infinite physical strength made him arrogant.
“I was a bit nervous about the dirty bullets you shoot, but it isn't interesting. A Demon Slayer is just this much."
Yura asked Tiramet, who had spoken in a ridiculing tone.
"You know about a Demon Slayer?"
“It's impossible for me to not know."
Tiramet raised his silver hair. Then he revealed a deep wound on his forehead.
"I was wounded by that guy."
His killing intent rose. Tiramet's hostility exploded as he thought about the past.
“Woman who inherited that power. Today I will thoroughly step on you."
Peeng!
Like most vampires, Tiramet was good at magic and physical fighting. He used a style of fighting that weakened the enemy with magic and then ended it with physical attacks.
"I won't be hit by the same thing again."
Yura cancelled the magic by shooting a purification bullet and immediately opened the distance. She narrowly avoided a flying kick and fired a bullet again.
Tatang!
It hit. The bullet accurately hit between Tiramet's eyes. It was a great marksmanship. However, Yura's complexion was still pale. She was only level 247, so she couldn't deal a big blow to a named level 360 boss.
"Kuk…! Girl!"
A Demon Slayer's attack was a deadly poison to demonkin. No matter the level difference, Tiramet felt a great deal of pain, so his anger soared into the sky.
Peeng! Peeng!
Kwaang!
Every time he waved his hand, black magic power struck to constrict Yura's behavior.
“I'll break you!"
A smile broke out on Tiramet's face because he was confident in his combat abilities. His kick flew out like lightning and aimed accurately at Yura's face.
Peeok!
A sound rang out. Tiramet was convinced it was the sound of fragile human bones being broken.
“Kukuk…! Huh?"
Tiramet stopped laughing while imagining brains pouring out of the dying human. He felt doubts.
'What is this?'
Where did the golden shield that appeared in front of his leg come from?
'What is this **** girl…!?'
The moment that Tiramet backed away.
Kwa kwa kwa kwang!
A storm of blue-black energy blades flew and covered Tiramet. Tiramet reflexively used a defense spell and was astonished.
'Strong…!'
It was a level of damage that couldn't be defended against. Tiramet's body became wounded as he moved backwards.
"What bastard?"
Immediately after the storm of blades finished, the outraged Tiramet tried to counterattack. He was about to use magic when he stopped. Four golden hands came flying over and bound his arms and legs!
"What is this…?"
Tiramet struggled to shake off the golden hands. But this wasn’t an easy task. He had the advantage in power, but the dexterity of the fingers meant he couldn't easily get rid of them. At that moment, a gap was revealed for a few seconds.
Someone was flying above Tiramet's head. It was a black haired human.
"Pagma's Swordsmanship."
It was Grid.
"Linked Kill."
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Chapter 370
Elfin Stone, master of the 13th city, was an earl, while the master of cities in the 10s were viscounts. Yura was well aware of the strength of a viscount type vampire.
'At least five of the elites of Overgeared must be present to raid them.'
It might be possible if she completed all her class quests and went over level 300, but she couldn't do it alone right now. Yura judged this and focused on survival. She fought defensively in order to buy as much time as possible for her scattered colleagues to return.
But Tiramet's combat power was too destructive. He was stronger than the other viscounts she had met.
‘He met a former Demon Slayer and survived.'
It was clearly a unique event, meaning…
'Named boss!'
Pepeng!
Pepepepeng!
"Ah."
Yura avoided the bleeding magic, but her range of actions was constrained. Soon after, she was faced with a kick flying at her.
'I can't avoid it.'
She would lose at least a third of her health. The key was to not allow any linked attacks. Yura calculated the angle and deliberately moved her body. The moment she was hit, she would be blown back to the rear pillar and planned to use that gap to regain her posture.
At that moment.
Syuk~
Chaaeng!
A shining golden shield came flying and protected Yura from Tiramet's kick.
"…!"
Yura's normally always calm eyes widened. She knew who the owner of this golden shield was.
'Grid!'
Why was he here when he should be in the Behen Archipelago? How did he enter, and why did he only show up in important moments to help her?
'I will keep depending on you if this happens.'
Even Yura's sad expression was beautiful.
***
The True Blood vampires were divided into two types.
There were the nine children born directly by Shizo Beriache, and those made using their blood. Viscount Tiramet was a direct descendant. He was at least three times stronger than the usual made vampire viscounts, so it was right to call him a quasi-earl.
He was being threatened by a human? It didn't make sense. Unless his opponent had the title of a legend!
"Pagma's Swordsmanship, Linked Kill."
Puk.
Puk puk puk!
"Kuaaaaak!"
Tiramet's body was pierced five times by a blue-black energy blade, causing him to scream terribly. The black haired human who suddenly appeared, his attack power was devastating.
"You!"
The angry Tiramet waved his hand, causing his magic power to move. It was the manifestation of transfusion magic that hit all targets and took away their health.
'A non-targeted skill.'
The black haired man, Grid's, eyes changed. He withdrew the greatsword that was inserted into Tiramet's chest, while using the footwork of Link to avoid the blood magic. It was a remarkable accomplishment, considering the timing and speed of the magic. Of course, the aid of the Slaughterer's Eye Patch was also great.
"You rat bastard!"
Tiramet shouted as his health went down and he punched out. But Grid's skill deployment was quicker, since he was already completing the footsteps of Link.
"Link."
A little while ago, Grid had stabbed Tiramet's chest rather than his head. The head would receive more damage, but he wasn't able to hit the enemy's head with 100% accuracy with his current skills.
On the other hand, Link was different. The range of the slashes was much wider than a stabbing attack.
"This will hurt."
Pit!
Pipipipipit!
“Kuaaaaak!”
At the same time as Grid's proclamation, Tiramet's face was mangled. Tiramet was shaken by the terrible pain and pulled out a trump card.
"Blood Tornado!"
Kwa kwa kwa kwang!
Magic power moved around Tiramet like a whirlwind. Grid's body was swept into the air by it.
"I'll kill you!"
Kwa kwang!
Kwa kwa kwa kwang!
Five blood missiles flew towards Grid.
"God Hands!"
Syuok! Syuok!
Two golden hands came flying at Grid's call. They spread open their palms and blocked the Blood Missile, but stiffened. The three remaining Blood Missiles hit Grid's head and chest.
Pepepepeng!
"Cough!"
There was an explosion and Grid coughed up blood. Tiramet confirmed it and laughed with excitement.
"Kuhahat! You're quite strong, but you're still human! There's a large physical difference between you and I! A human body is like dry leaves, while the body of a True Blood vampire is like steel!"
This was true, but Tiramet was also hurt by his wounds. The damage from the human destroyed common sense and half his health was consumed.
‘But!’
He had vampire magic. Tiramet smiled and aimed magic at both Grid and Yura.
“My body is a stone."
"…!"
Tiramet's eyes widened. The human received three Blood Missiles and was far from death!
“Why is a human so durable…?"
“Magic Missile.”
Jiing.
Peeng!
"Cough!"
Magic Missile (Enhanced) Lv. 2. The legendary spell, which had become more powerful in the Behen Archipelago, accurately penetrated Tiramet's heart. Tiramet thought it was ludicrous.
‘I was hit by a Magic Missile?'
Why was a magician so tough? No, why did he use a sword so well if he was a magician? Tiramet was feeling astonished when Grid appeared above him, drinking a health potion.
Chaaeng!
The blue-black greatsword struck like a lightning bolt! The momentum was great, but it was easily caught by Tiramet's left hand.
“This body won't be caught by the same pattern!"
Tirament stretched out his right hand. He grabbed Grid's neck and pushed him into a pillar.
"Blood Burn!"
Peeng!
Grid's body was pushed into the pillar and swept away by the explosion of blood.
"Grid!"
Yura's face paled. No matter how good his items, stats, and class, she was worried that Grid wouldn't be safe from this attack. She had forgotten for a moment. Grid was someone who fought against Kraugel.
“Already making me use Doran's ring."
Grid's appearance was moderately fine. But his expression wasn't good.
'I still have a long way to go.'
Kraugel wouldn't have been caught by the neck when the attack was blocked.
‘He would've aimed for the head with the first Linked Kill.'
Was Grid frustrated after knowing he was lacking so much, despite going to the Behen Archipelago? No. Just like Kraugel and Yura, Grid was now aiming to be the best. He couldn't be so easily frustrated.
"Let's start properly."
“This guy keeps on speaking nonsense… Hah?"
Tiramet, who was laughing with a relaxed expression, hurriedly moved from his position. Two golden hands appeared in the air. The hands could fly on their own through the air with weapons?
'Artifacts that can be used for both offense and defense, and move by themselves…! It is big!'
Chaaeng! Chaeng!
The God Hands' Sword Mastery level had grown from the beginner to intermediate level. It was the result of Grid repeatedly using them in the Behen Archipelago. They wielded the Ideal Dagger, the Doppelganger's Greatsword, and fired Magic Missiles to tie up Tiramet's feet for a while.
But it wasn't enough to drive Tiramet to the defensive.
"What can you do with such shameful artifacts?"
Jjejeong! Jjejejeok!
Tiramet grasped the trajectory of the two God Hands, avoided them and reached for Grid.
“Die!”
Peeng!
He fired Blood Fire, which dealt both fire damage proportional to his health. Grid faced the heat and revealed his power for the first time.
"Blackening."
[Your black magic power has increased.]
[You don't have any black magic power. It will be replaced with demonic power.]
[While Blackening is activated, your species will change to half-demon.]
[As a half demon, your maximum health is reduced by 50%. Your attack power, magic power, and agility will increase by 20% each.]
[All attacks will be converted to the black magic attribute.]
"Quick Movements."
[The skill attached to the Ideal Dagger equipped to the God Hand has now been activated.]
[Your evasion rate is increased by 30% and your agility is doubled for 1 minute.]
"Blacksmith’s Rage."
[Attack power will increase by 25% and attack speed will increase by 40% for 35 seconds.]
Then…
[The items have successfully combined!]
[The combination time of Failure and Iyarugt will last 2 minutes.]
The reason that Grid only used two God Hands during the battle wasn't to make fun of Tiramet. He recognized and appreciated Tiramet's strength, so he had used the Item Combination skill with two God Hands just before entering battle.
Clink!
The two God Hands flew here and gave Grid a new weapon. Based on his increased agility, Grid evaded the Blood Fire and gave orders to each God Hand.
“Open. Magic Missile.”
Syu syu syu syu syuk!
Pepepepeng!
The hands scattered all over the place fired a Magic Missile at Tiramet, making it difficult for Tiramet to avoid.
“This technique… Heok?"
Tiramet cried out as he deployed Blood Shields to defend against the Magic Missiles. The black haired man, who was hard to define as a human anymore, was coming closer?
“Fling Blood!”
"Continuous Stab!"
Puok!
Jjejeong! Puk!
Chaaeng! Jjejeong!
Tiramet wasn't ordinary. Using the Fling Blood skill, he was able to boost his stats and defend against three of Grid's five attacks. Grid judged that he was unable to achieve five combos in this situation and used Blood Cry.
Kakiing.
"Kuk… No, that's Elfin Stone's!"
Tiramet's eyes widened. Grid saw an opportunity and chopped at Tiramet's shoulder with Pagma's Swordsmanship, Pinnacle. From here, Iyarugt's power activated properly.
[The 3rd combo has been achieved!]
[The damage done to the target will increase by 200% for 1 second.]
"Kill."
[Critical!]
"Urgh…"
Tiramet's face wrinkled as he was affected. Yet he tried to fight back, proving his strength. It wasn't comparable to Elfin Stone, but Tiramet far exceeded the weakened Hell Gao. Grid was expecting Tiramet's counterattack.
"Revolve."
The counterattack came on cue. It was the moment when Grid's aim was completed.
[The 5th combo has been achieved!]
[The target's sense of reason has collapsed for 0.3 seconds.]
[The skill 'Hell Sword' can be linked.]
The skill must be activated within 0.3 seconds. Now Grid could strike at the right timing.
"Hell Sword."
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Chapter 371
Hell Sword.
It was a conditional activation skill attached to Iyarugt, and the power was great. It was comparable to the legendary skill, Pagma's Swordsmanship. If he analyzed it in detail, it overwhelmed the power of Kill Lv. 4.
[Hell Sword]
Inflicts 2,400% physical attack power to the target.
Every time the target is hit, an addition 100% damage will be dealt.
Mana Consumption: 1,000
Skill Cooldown Time: 15 minutes.
Chiiiiing!
Iyarugt was combined with Failure.
Pachik!
Pachichik!
Black sparks rose around Iyarugt. A crescent shaped line was drawn. It was a bisection.
Sakak-!
"…!"
Tiramet was slashed from the crown of the head to the crotch. A total of 24 black rays gathered around him, making him unable to scream. Grid moved and controlled everything.
'One.'
Peng!
'Two.'
Pepeng!
'Three.'
Peeng!
He manipulated the direction by moving his fingers. Of the 24 rays, only three managed to hit Tiramet. The remaining 21 ceased to exist after the one second time limit.
'It's too hard.'
He couldn't adapt to the continuous command input. It was complicated and the time was too short. It wasn't something he could adapt to after one or two times.
'If I knew, I would've gone to the game room more often when I was young…'
He wasted his time sitting at a desk and studying. In the corner of Grid's field of view, the notification windows were being updated sequentially.
[Critical!]
[You have dealt 1,229,112 damage to the target.]
[Health has been absorbed due to the option effect of Iyarugt's Ring.]
[You have dealt 17,071 damage to the target.]
[You have dealt 17,071 damage to the target.]
[Critical!]
[You have dealt 51,213 damage to the target.]
[The duration of Blacksmith’s Rage is over.]
After Hell Sword, he followed it with the combo of Transcended Link, Linked Kill, Link, Kill, Pinnacle, and Revolve. He even used Item Combination and Blackening. At this point, Grid was betting on Tiramet's end.
'He shouldn't still be alive.'
He used all his strength against Tiramet from the beginning. He only had 33 mana left after using his strongest skills in succession. What if Tiramet survived? Grid would be forced on the defensive until the mana potions and skills cooldown ended.
But that wouldn't happen.
'Hell Gao with one fire stone obtained wouldn't be able to withstand this combo…'
"What?"
Grid's expression stiffened.
'Why isn't he dead?'
He didn't receive any messages about Tiramet's death, or the experience and items obtained. Grid stayed alert.
"…Ahh, yes, yes. This is why Elfin Stone suffered."
Tiramet opened his mouth while his heath gauge was completely exhausted.
"It's because his body is weak, unlike me."
'What?'
Grid was baffled about why this guy didn't die. Tiramet's body was torn like a rag, but magic power rose around him like a rag.
“Among my siblings, I am weak in magic. Unlike my other siblings, I can't use magic effectively. But instead…"
"…!"
Grid's eyes widened. It was because the black magic power around Tiramet completely restored his body.
“I have the ability to focus my magic power on regeneration. It's the perfect immortality.”
Tiramet laughed, revealing pointed teeth.
"Now, let's start again."
Cheok!
Tiramet took a fighting stance. He was like a skillful martial artist. Yes, it was a form that was reminiscent of Regas. It reflected the will to not be caught by surprise anymore.
“For reference, I become stronger every time I half die and revive."
Peeeong!
Tiramet moved one foot and swung his fist, causing magic power and wind pressure to explode at the same time. It was a combination of magic damage and physical damage.
'This is a viscount?'
Apart from the tremendous attack power, his speed was also faster. Grid called the God Hands and took an active defense. It would be enough until the mana potions and skills cooldown ended.
But Tiramet's stats were significantly higher than before. It was difficult for Grid, who couldn't use a single skill.
Jjejeong! Jjeejeeeong!
As the number of Tiramet's kicks and punches increased, the intervals at which the God Hands stiffened became shorter. Grid realized that the God Hands would soon be neutralized.
'It is bad for me.'
In the case of Elfin Stone who used Blood Field, he was skilled in CC and magic, but his physical ability itself wasn't special. Elfin Stone was unable to exert a great deal of force against Grid, who could neutralize CC and a few spells. Tiramet was the opposite case. He was a difficult opponent for Grid to take advantage of, since he depended on physical skills.
'In the first place, his revival ability is ridiculous.'
Grid was foolish to use the strongest skill combo to end it quickly. If he hadn't grown, he would've fallen into disarray and chaos.
Pepeng!
Pepepepeng!
As Grid looked worse, Tiramet's momentum rose. The speed at which he wielded his fists and feet gradually rose. Grid tried to block but there was no escape.
“I'm not a viscount because I'm weaker than Elfin Stone. I just don't want to be annoyed by the responsibilities."
Taack!
Grid started relying on the Divine Shield.
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Tiramet used the shield as a springboard and spun like a drill as he fell. The magic power concentrated on his toes caused a tornado, causing the area to be affected by the aftermath of the intense aura.
'It's no use.'
Grid judged and took evasive action, but it was impossible to escape from Tiramet. It was because the duration of Quick Movements was over.
"Hahahahat! Yes, you humans are best suited to being on the ground!"
Tiramet's feet crushed Grid's shoulders.
Kwaaaaang!
“Kuaaaaak!”
Grid let out a terrible scream. Tiramet grabbed Grid's head and whispered in a grim voice.
“I will break you from now on."
Chaaeng!
Tiremet's knee struck Grid's face.
Jjang!
The second blow.
Jjejejeok!
Three blows in a row.
Yura screamed as blood scattered from Grid's head.
"Grid!"
***
[Mana has been consumed to refine the 'Extinction Bullet'.]
[Your magic gun doesn't support rifle mode. There is a very high probability of a misfire.]
[The Extinction Bullet has failed to launch properly.]
[The durability of the Emilfa Magic Gun has fallen by 95. It might be destroyed.]
[Mana has been consumed to use the 'Vindictive Sword'.]
[Your magic gun doesn't support bayonet mode. There is a very high probability that Vindictive Sword won't manifest.]
[Vindictive Sword has failed to be activated.]
[The durability of the Emilfa Magic Sword has fallen to 0 and it has been destroyed!]
[Destroyed items can't be recovered!]
Demon Slayer Yura was still unable to exert her full strength. Was it because she failed to complete her class quest? That's right. Was it because her stats hadn't gone through the third awakening? That was also right.
But the most important reason was that her magic weapon was only level 180. A magic engineering gun. For convenience, the magic gun was a weapon that could only be produced at an alchemist's facility.
In fact, magic guns produced by the alchemy facilities were merely unfinished products. Human alchemists only grasped the approximately working principles of a magic gun, but they didn't yet understand the exact structure. The true magic guns that supported pistol mode, rifle mode, and bayonet mode could only be made by dwarves.
However, Yura was blocked from proceeding with her class quest and was unable to enter the dwarf city of Talima.
"Grid…!"
The only man who stirred her heart. Yura felt grief about not being able to do anything, despite him being trampled on. Yura's chest ached.
'Why are you doing this for me?'
Why did he have to sacrifice himself? She felt sorry for Grid and hated her own helplessness.
'I have to save him somehow.'
She tried to use her strongest skills, only for her weapon to be destroyed. Yura urgently armed herself with her secondary weapon, the level 120 Rianfa Magic Gun, and rushed to Tiramet. She felt gratitude and guilt to Grid, as well as her own pride. The combination of emotions linked together to make her behave that way.
“You have forgotten your opponent…!"
Stop! Yura shouted at Tiramet and pointed the muzzle, only to stop. It was because she heard Grid's voice.
"Relax. I'm okay."
"…Grid?"
The voice was too good for a dying person caught by Tiramet. His voice came from a strange location. Tiramet jumped with surprise.
“A fake?"
That's right. The Grid beaten up by Tiramet was Randy, not the real body. Grid fell from above Tiramet's head. It was the moment when Randy's new skill, after achieving level 200 in the Behen Archipelago, 'Change position with the copied target' was used to great effect.
"These people swapped…!"
"Kill!"
Puok!
"Kuaaaaak!"
Tiramet cried out with pain after Iyarugt's head was pierced. However, it was too much to say that Grid would win. Grid was still lacking mana and the cooldown of other skills hadn't come back in full.
Furthermore.
‘What if I pour everything into it and he doesn't die?'
It was the worst. Then it would really be over.
'There is the possibility that the boss can't be defeated until certain conditions are met.'
Grid suggested to Yura.
"Let's run away."
But Yura's opinion was different. She felt relief when she realized that Grid was safe, and regained her cool head. She figured out a way to kill Tiramet with her brains.
"There is a wound where he was hit by a former Demon Slayer."
Why didn't the wound heal despite her overwhelming regenerative power? The answer was likely to be in the class called Demon Slayer.
“Maybe I'm the only one who can kill him."
It was a rational judgment. Someone clapped at her judgment. It was Sticks. He was watching the battle from outside the area and he grinned at Yura.
“It's the correct conclusion.”
"You…?"
It was the first time that Yura had seen an elf. She was confused for a while and realized.
“Grid, did you manage to come here with his help?"
Grid nodded.
“That’s right. The hidden sage, Sticks."
Sticks handed a small box to Yura.
“This is the gun that Alex used in his youth."
Alex. A former Demon Slayer and a man who was a close friend of Sticks. Grid, who was barely maintaining his composure, snapped out.
"You don't have any items that Pagma used in his youth?"
“No, I wasn't close to Pagma."
Sticks replied firmly. Grid thought it was unfair.
***
Damian, who had been staying in Reidan for a month.
He was having a lot of fun. Was he watching the construction process of the temple? That was secondary.
Lord Steim. It was a lot of fun to play with Grid's son.
“You already understand the principles to manifesting divine power. Lord isn't just a genius, but a super genius."
"Bubu!"
Lord nodded proudly as a warm ray of light poured out from his fingertips. It was a feeble light, but considering that he had only be training for a month, Lord really was a genius. He understood whatever was taught, so Damian felt a sense of fulfillment.
"You can use divine power to protect your friends and easily deal with demonkin. For example, the vampires."
Damian was intent on teaching Lord.
Kasim and the Silver Dragons assassins hiding in the darkness were guarding Lord's back.
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Chapter 372
“You deceived me."
Randy, who copied Grid's appearance, was beaten to death. Tiramet nervously threw down the slime-like creature.
[Doppelganger Randy’s health has fallen to 0.]
[Randy is forced to return to the pet inventory. You can't summon it for the next 24 hours.]
“You will pay with your lives."
Kwajak!
Tiramet broke the ground as he leapt. The speed at which he reached Grid's group, only Grid could react and cope. Yura was too low in level and Sticks' eyesight was low.
Chaaeng!
Grid blocked Tiramet's fists with the combined Failure and Iyarugt and was pushed back two steps. Grid had a unique strength stat among users, yet he was pushed back by the force.
Pakak!
Tiramet tilted her upper body and swung his fist at Grid's temple.
[You have suffered 9,975 damage.]
"Kuk…!"
Ku tang tang tang!
Grid groaned as his body threw back against a wall. Tiramet's basic attack was very difficult to deal with because it combined magic damage and physical damage, and also had changing features.
'This isn't good.'
Grid was filled with extreme tension. In the past, he might've fallen into a panic. However, it was a good opportunity for the current Grid to face strong opposition.
‘Kraugel, you could've beaten this guy.'
Grid wanted to prove that he was one step closer to Kraugel. Grid rose with this thought. Then he immediately rushed towards Tiramet. Despite being wounded, his momentum didn't die.
"You bastard!"
Tiramet yelled as he received a nasty cut from Grid's Greatsword. It wasn't that he couldn't avoid it, but that he didn't. Tiramet grasped Grid's face with a large hand. The moment his fangs shone in a threatening manner.
“Magic Missile.”
Peeng!
A white flash aimed accurately between Tiramet's two eyes, while the God Hands grabbed the shaking Tiramet. At the same time, blood rose from Tiramet's neck. Tirament got a headache.
'How is he maintaining his concentration?'
His first attacks were in vain and now he was overwhelmed in battle, so why didn't he feel despair? This person had a different mentality from ordinary humans.
'So far, all the humans have felt despair and frustration after realizing that I'm an immortal being.'
Tiramet didn't like it. Tiramet's eyes shone red as he used magic to drive Grid on the defensive. Meanwhile, Yura was trying to grasp the function of the item.
[Alex's Magic Engineering Gun]
Rating: Unique
Durability: 215/215
* Pistol Mode
Attack Power: 419
Mana Purification Rate: +30%
* Rifle Mode
Attack Power: 914
Mana Purification Rate: -20%
Firing Speed: -50%
* Bayonet Mode
Attack Power: 705
Attack Speed: +10%
Stabbing Attack: +30%
* It is only possible to change modes once every 5 seconds.
A magic weapon made by the dwarven craftsman Milepeu, who taught Pagma before he became a legend.
Contains the essence of dwarf technology.
Conditions of Use: Demon Slayer
'It's great.'
The magic guns used by Yura only supported pistol mode. In addition, it was lacking when it came to attack power, and didn't have the option to increase the speed at which mana was purified into bullets.
Sticks smiled as she checked Alex's magic gun and shook.
“I have watched you closely. This gun can bring out your true strength."
Yura had a question.
"Why are you giving me this gun without any conditions? Today is the first time we've met."
“You are Grid's colleague."
Originally, a Demon Slayer had to visit the Behen Archipelago and reach the 25th island to obtain Alex's magic gun. It was a type of hidden quest. However, Yura skipped the intermediate process and got a reward just because she was Grid's colleague.
'It was you.'
Chaaeng!
Chaeeeeeng!
Grid was having a **** fight with Tiramet. Yura's eyes further deepened as she looked at him.
'He is a man like a fishnet.'
She couldn't escape from him. She never imagined that she would be so dependent on someone. Yura aimed at Tiramet's head and made a subtle smile.
Wiing- click.
[Alex’s gun will switch to rifle mode.]
The blue barrel stretched out and Yura's mana was transferred into the gun.
“Extinction.”
Peeng!
"…!"
Sticks' eyes shone as he watched Yura from the side. It was because the speed at which she refined mana into a bullet reminded him of Alex. Of course, he wouldn't be surprised if she was faster.
Kwa kwang!
"Kuaack!"
Tiramet's face half exploded while he was busy dealing with Grid and the God Hands. Blood and flesh dripped down and his skull was revealed. It was an accurate shooting skill and great power.
Tiramet struggled with the pain. His hate-filled eyes gazed at Yura and Grid didn't miss this opportunity.
"Linked Kill."
Puok!
Grid's greatsword accurately hit Tiramet's half-face. Tiramet couldn't even scream.
Puk puk puk!
Grid's greatsword kept targeting Tiramet's face. Unfortunately, two of them missed, but four strikes were successful. A critical popped up all four times, and the effect of the Holy Light Gloves was activated three times.
Grid had the momentum.
"Link!"
[Link has risen to level 6.]
[The power of Link will rise.]
Pit!
Pipipipipit!
Chaeeeeeng!
Tiramet was amazed. Despite the deadly injury, most of the swift sword strikes were blocked with both arms. But now his opponent wasn't just Grid. Focusing on Grid once again revealed a gap to Yura.
"Vindictive Sword."
Shaaaah!
She used Extinction Bullet to approach Tiramet and then used an aura sword attack. The white flash in a straight line once again caused great damage to Tiramet.
Grid was amazed.
'It is very strong.'
Demon Slayer. It was a great demonstration of the passive and active skills that dealt additional damage to the demonkin. Yura's level, stats and items were far below Grid's, but she dealt 1.5 times more damage to Tiramet.
"Ugh!"
Tiramet was confused. It was absurd that one of Beriache's nine direct descendants was on the defensive from two humans. It was a shock that was comparable to when he met Alex, 150 years ago.
'First retreat…'
Pahat!
Tiramet's body scattered into smoke as he forgot about his pride. He planned to retreat, but Grid and Yura didn't allow him to.
"Pagma's Swordsmanship, Wave."
[Wave has risen to level 5.]
[The power of Wave will rise.]
Kwa kwa kwa kwang!
Waves spread in all directions, slowing down Tiramet's speed.
"Light of the End."
Pepepepeng!
Yura caused a golden explosion that shook the space.
"This… W-what is this…? Kuaaaaak!”
The overwhelming regenerative power of Tiramet was neutralized by the Demon Slayer. Tiramet started to disappear without recovering from his fatal injuries. His screams echoed in the area as he faded away.
[Vampire Viscount Tiramet is forced to sleep after exhausting all his powers.]
[1,325,810,470 experience has been acquired.]
[Tiremet's Belt has been acquired.]
[Tiremet's Armor has been acquired.]
[Your level has risen.]
[Tiremet's strength is engraved on the Rune of Darkness.]
[The blacksmith who became a legend can appraise items with an excellent discerning eye. If a hidden feature exists in the target item, it will be found.]
[Tiramet's Armor]
Rating: Unique
Defense: 95 Health: +3,000
* There is a low chance of nullifying physical attacks.
It is the favourite armor of the vampire viscount, Tiramet. Gives the wearer a high survival capacity.
User Restriction: Level 320 or higher.
Weight: 190
[Tiramet’s Belt]
Rating: Epic (Growth)
* Reduce damage received by 10%.
* Stamina +100.
A belt that contains the unique magic power of Vampire Viscount Tiramet.
Weight: 13
[This item has a hidden function.]
[The information about Tiramet’s Belt has been updated.]
* If this belt grows to a legendary rating, the wearer can summon Vampire Viscount Tiramet.
'Hah…'
Elfin Stone's ring could summon Elfin Stone and Tiramet's Belt could summon Tiramet. Assuming that all items with the unique mana was like this, it seemed that summoning the vampires would make them his subordinates.
'It is a big hit.'
The thought of having big bosses like Elfin Stone and Tiramet as subordinates in the future was electrifying. Yura approached Grid and reached out.
"…Please."
“Yes, of course."
She wanted the items to be distributed. Grid interpreted it that way and handed Tiramet's Belt to Yura.
'It is a bit disappointing.'
He wouldn't have been able to raid Tiramet without Yura's help. In addition, Yura's growth was Overgeared's growth, so it was natural and reasonable to distribute the items to her. But Yura didn't take Tiramet's belt.
“Not the items."
“…Then what?"
Grid felt puzzled, while Yura blushed and avoided his gaze.
“Hold my hand. As a token for my efforts."
Yura asked shyly. Grid was bewildered, but he shook her hand vigorously.
Sticks shook his head.
***
“Mama! Ma!"
Lord's sense of balance increased day by day and he started walking a week ago. He didn't fall until he reached his mother Irene. Irene was thrilled and hugged Lord.
"My son, you are the spitting image of your great father."
"Wow."
Ruby, who was staring at Lord from the side, was embarrassed. Her brother was someone who wore diapers until he was 5 years old. It was ridiculous that he would be compared to the super genius Lord.
But sometimes it was good for the truth to be buried. Ruby remained silent.
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Current schedule: 20 chapters a week.