Overgeared

ide of the dark passage, and a new war god follower appeared.
Pon frowned.
“It came…”

The new war god follower was chasing Regas, who was running toward Pon.

“Hey, hey! Shit! Don’t come my way!” Pon freaked out and shouted curses.
However, it didn’t discourage Regas.
After all, his head would fly away if he stopped now.

“S-Save me…! Uwah!” In fact, Regas felt like he had found a line of rescue.
He felt hopeful that after combining strength with Pon, they could fight against the war god followers.
Then he noticed the war god follower behind Pon.
Regas’ vision became blurry when he learned that, just like him, Pon was being chased.
Tears blurred Regas’ eyes.

“Aren’t you going to pull yourself together?” Pon’s voice entered his ears and woke up Regas’ spirit.
Pon’s spear stabbed the face of the war god follower chasing Regas.

“Cough!” Pon coughed up blood from the counterattack.
Meanwhile, Regas was hitting the chest of the follower chasing Pon.
The war god follower was kicked far away due to the feature of the kick.
Regas didn’t keep fighting.
Instead, he climbed behind Pon on the white horse and shouted, “Pon, what are you going? You should’ve used a pushing skill like me! Don’t you know you will be hit back?”

“Shut up if you don’t want to be hit.” Pon found it troublesome to explain that his pushing skill was on cooldown.
He barely contained his boiling killing intent and planned to escape this labyrinth.
At this time…

Kuaaaaaaah-!

“….!?”

Another new war god follower appeared in front of them, blocking the way.
The startled white horse suddenly stopped, and Regas fell down.

“Ouch…”

[Your left arm has been fractured.]

It was a severe fracture, which would last for maybe 20 seconds.
Regas grabbed his left arm and looked around.
He was surrounded by three war god followers.
“What a surprise…”

Pon responded to Regas with a shocked expression, “It wasn ’t your work? I thought this was due to you.”

“That ’s impossible.
I couldn’t beat them, so I stayed away from the stairs…”

“Then who did this? Is this Chris’ work?”

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What damn bastard angered the war god’s followers? Pon wanted to know the truth.
It was too unfair to die without knowing why.
It would seem less unfair if there was someone to curse.
The war god followers no longer ran.
They weren’t in a hurry because their prey was surrounded in a one-way passage.
Now, they just had to eat.

“Battle gear…
mountain…
where…”

“…Battle gear…
mountain…
where…”

The followers around Pon and Regas raised their knives.

“No.
If you have a question, you should wait for an answer before attacking.”

“That’s right! Followers of the war god! Put down your blades until we hear the answer!”

It didn’t work.
The followers of the war god moved their swords.
Then it was at this moment that…

“Way of the Tyrant.”

The whole labyrinth shook with a sound so loud it gave the illusion of water buffalos charging forth.
Pon, Regas, and the followers turned their heads in the direction of the sound and witnessed a person holding a greatsword.
It was the emergence of the 1st place ranker, Chris.

“1,000 Ton Sword!”

This was pure physical force.
The heavy greatsword slammed into the skull of a follower, and the follower was deeply embedded into the ground.
The follower of the war god was crushed by the strong weight and screamed without showing the ‘counterattack’ characteristic.
Chris used the buff of a tyrant and didn’t allow the enemy to resist.

“Wow…”

“Chris is…”

Pon and Regas were captivated as the follower of the war god lost half its health from one blow.
Not many people in the world could bear Chris’ incredible power.
Chris shouted at them, “What are you doing? Run away!”

“Run? Aren’t we going to fight?”

“What fighting? They are monsters who counterattack up to the 10 Ton Sword! There is no dealing with them while 100 Ton Sword and 1,000 Ton Sword are on cooldown!”

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New colleagues continued to join, but the situation wasn’t getting better.
Then it happened while Pon and Regas were running through the opening that Chris had created.

“Give me a map,” a new voice rang out from behind them.
The voice was scarier than the cracked voices of the war god followers.
Dozens of white lights bombarded the followers of the war god.
It was a powerful magic bombardment that made the war god followers feel distressed, despite them being known for their physical and magic resistance.

Had an army of magicians appeared? The surprised Chris, Pon, and Regas turned their eyes in the direction of the magic.
At that place…

“Spit out the map.”

There was only one person.
It was Grid who was surrounded by flames.
He held a staff instead of a sword in his hands.

“Queen’s Flames of Hell.”

The ultimate magic of Belial’s Power was opened.
It consumed 90% of the maximum mana and dealt catastrophic damage to the targets.
The damage was determined in proportion to the user’s magic power and the maximum health of the target.
Grid made the war god followers unable to fight with a single blow.
A war god follower rolled across the ground as his legs and arms started to melt.

“…”

Had he become stronger? The absent-minded Chris and Pon came to their senses when they heard Regas’ voice ring out, “What are you doing? Let’s help Grid!”

“Eh.
Uh, huh…?”

Help…? Who?

Chris, Pon, and Regas stopped in place.
Noe, Randy, the Overgeared Skeletons, the light elemental, and summoned vampires were forcing the war god followers onto the defensive.
The followers of the war god couldn’t easily break through the defenses of the vampires and pets due to the interference of the light sword.
Grid also constantly summoned magic by utilizing the effects of Belial’s Staff.

“…That is a blacksmith, you know.”

Grid destroyed the war god followers without wielding a sword…
At this point, it was believable to call him a necromancer+magician.
The three of them wondered what the necromancer rankers who claimed to be a ‘one-man army’ would say if they saw the current Grid.

Grid shouted at the three people who lost their souls, “Hiik! Hey! What are you doing? Aren’t you going to help me? Uwaahh!”

Belial’s Power was a fraudulent skill, but it only lasted for two minutes.
Grid lost his flames and ran away with Noe.
His other swordsmanship skills were on cooldown because he had just dealt with other followers of the war god.