Overgeared

At the toothless tiger community...

The old rocks collapsed. It was the work of the blue tiger.

“You are an absurd guy.”

Garam swept his long hair—soaked with blood and sweat—behind his ears and laughed. His eyebrows raised sharply as his eyes alternated between looking at the injured blue tiger and at the collapsed old stones.

“There is no precedent for humans to survive in the face of a god’s grudge. Even if you grab onto my ankles until I break down the few remaining of the 12 Zodiacs, Grid is doomed to die. He might resurrect a few times but he will always dance on the palm of my hand and suffer from tens of thousands of deaths.”

There was no value in a foolish sacrifice...

Mocking overflowed from Garam’s leisurely face. He had no doubt that he would be able to find Grid again and kill him, even if he missed Grid now. Honestly, he was enjoying it by this point. He wanted to have fun, like a hunter setting a fire and waiting for the raccoon to crawl out of the cave. He was holding the Cho Kingdom as a hostage.

The blue tiger shuddered. “Aheung. I feel sorry for you, a god’s creation who is pretending to be a god.”

“...”

Garam’s face was stiff. Humans and yangbans were no different, thus they should cherish each other and treat each other equally. A madman’s sophistry revolved around Garam’s head. He silently stared at the blue tiger for a moment before turning his attention to the 10 trembling toothless tigers.

“Since killing a god is impossible, I’ll have to torture and kill them to allay my anger.”

“Why are you obsessed with pointless killing?”

Garam snorted as the blue tiger blocked his way. “Didn’t I say that I was going to soothe my anger?”

Garam started to wield the sword like a whip. He shivered with joy as he remembered the days when he tortured the blue tiger. The wounds on the blue tiger’s body increased as he was forced on the defensive, only for the toothless tigers to cry out. “Aheung! The other yangban chased the human!”

“...?”

Garam and the blue tiger’s attention shifted at the same time. The tigers explained with an incomprehensible expression.

“T-The two of them are fighting! A yangban suddenly appeared on the side of the sheep community and crossed using the stones, heung!”

“There was no time to stop him, heung!”

“...!”

Garam and the blue tiger’s eyes were burning after they saw that the tigers weren’t lying. The blue tiger was worried about Grid and the Red Phoenix Bow while Garam was anxious about his dirty laundry being discovered.

bitter candidates are the only

weaker than the Seven, including Garam, but they were still yangbans. It was easy for them to subdue a human. In particular, Hangyeol was skilled and it was possible for him to deceive Garam’s senses. It would be easy for him to chase after Grid

son of a

usual and tell Hangyeol all about Garam’s dirty laundry. Garam went crazy at the thought and rushed forward. The blue tiger and the toothless tigers were no

had to shut Hangyeol’s mouth no matter what. Since the stones were broken, it would take time to get to the rabbit community. He

place. He didn’t rush after the departing Garam. There was no reason to hold him with force. Grid would already be dead.

danger to your

guilt-ridden blue tiger was in

***

the West Continent and Grid had flinched back. Yes, the yangbans were strong. Those who had the blood of a god couldn’t be weak. The fighting energy that boiled the moment Hangyeol appeared

“Pinnacle Kill.”

Unlike a few years ago, he didn’t shrink back. Now

“Ugh!”

hit twice in a row by Grid. The fatal weakness of a yangban—it was that they made mistakes out of pride. Hangyeol was humiliated

Garam caught off guard like this? I understand why his eyes

“...!”

only to reflexively fall back. There was a wave of air

‘This strength...’

a quest and he used this invisible wind to turn Grid to tatters. This was one of the decisive reasons why Grid was afraid of Garam.

The identity of this ability that Garam called ‘power’ was actually Formless Will.

person wasn’t a normal human. It was unknown how he mastered Pagma’s Swordsmanship but he must’ve overcome human limitations in

Hangyeol gradually became faster and fiercer. He had no intention of pulling out the sword hanging from his waist at all. He looked at Grid in a relaxed manner despite already being

for at least hundreds of years. They were a disaster to humans or saved humans according to their mood. It

wounds were already healing quickly. It was the power of the Red Phoenix Breath. No, there was no need to talk about the Red Phoenix Breath. The wounds he

I’ll break your

and his personality was very different from

for a long time, was obsessed with every little wound Grid dealt him because it was a blow to his pride. Hangyeol, who wasn’t chosen to be an object of

attacks. This

“...What?”

intangible winds were torn away

target’s solid will has neutralized the Formless

strong-willed targets at all. The expansion of

“This...!”

the man engulfed in a dark red-purple aura quickly started dancing amidst the storm of wind. This dance wasn’t familiar to

“Transcend!”

he didn’t narrow the distance, the situation would be at a disadvantage for a while. Hangyeol rushed forward. He needed to approach Grid