177 The Heart Crusher Daggers

I took out hills of gears. I made sure to gather up those belonging to the same class together. Shields were together. Weapons were stacked together… and so on.

"Let them change their gears," I said before adding while noticing the expression of shock over their faces, "as for the old gears, they can simply sell them in the market. Warn them that with each passing quest, the value of their gears will diminish accordingly."

"This…" Leo seemed the most shocked one here. He simply dived in, grabbed one big broadsword that seemed rather deadly. It emitted strange and ominous purple air, making anyone seeing it feel dreadful.

That was the difference between gold grade gears and those lower to them. These gears were strong and sturdy enough to suit anyone for a long time inside the apocalypse.

Fine grade was a milestone in the world of equipment.