Overgeared

“The opponent is a hydra! A hydra!”

The hydra wasn’t just a monster, it was believed to be created by Evil God Yatan and had a level of regeneration that made it impossible to kill and poison that even a god feared. There were all types of legends and myths about it and it was beyond transcendent.

“Will you fight against a monster that has become a mythical being through the accumulation of lore? You...! You!! Stop it and go back now!”

The hydra’s venom deals death to mortals but it brings eternal suffering to immortals. A long-forgotten god was poisoned by the hydra and it was so painful that he begged for death. He barely managed to die after thousands of years of hard work to be forgotten by humanity.

This was why Goldhit was having seizures. The hydra was even more sinister for immortals.

Braham whispered, “Do you know why the hydra doesn’t die?”

“...?”

“It was because it hasn’t met me.”

“...!”

Did he think he could get rid of a mythical being? It was an absurd delusion. Goldhit was looking at Braham with disbelief when she became shocked. A whirlwind of magic was rising around Braham. All the mana in here that had accumulated for eternity was responding to Braham’s Mana Drain.

“I’m the only one who can blow up all nine heads at the same time.”

He didn’t like it but Braham had to admit it—it was a fact that he had a high probability of losing if he confronted Sword Saint Muller. Braham’s honest analysis was that it was hard to resist the Sword Saint’s spirit with his image world, his infinite number of mana shields would be shredded by the Sword Saint’s sword energy, and it would be difficult to fight back properly when there was a gap between spells.

It was called compatible natures. Their nature was very important. This was why Braham was convinced that he had a thorough advantage when confronting the hydra.

“Look at this large-scale magic that shows not a single gap.”

The darkness behind Braham started to crack. The transcendent magic was breaking even something that couldn’t be destroyed.

‘I-Is this real?’ Goldhit’s eyes widened. Putting aside her wickedness, she was excited by the fact that she could actually see great magic. If she was honest, she had been more thrilled than angry when Braham’s Meteor destroyed the Tower of Eternity.

‘Legendary great magic that can destroy even a hydra!’

Ahh, she wanted to explore the pinnacle. Yes, this was a good thing. Since she became a lich and enjoyed eternal life, she should take this as an opportunity to pursue the pinnacle...

It was the moment when Goldhit abandoned despair and felt aspiration. The scales shining like a noctilucence stone filled their vision and a tearing sound resonated in their ears.

“Destruction.”

The legendary great magic was activated. The darkness was destroyed. Through the dark shards of glass, a monster with nine heads could be seen glowing red. A monster that led even a god to death... The nine heads were ripped off simultaneously and collapsed with a roar.

“...!”

The destructive power was more than the legend described. Goldhit was thrilled by the power of the great magic that was beyond her imagination while Braham laughed.

“Kukuk! Kuhahahahat!”

Hahahahahaha!

Hahahahahat!

His laughter echoed in the turbulent Abyss. At this moment, Braham was filled with excitement beyond what Goldhit felt. It was natural. He had eliminated the mythical presence with his own hands. It wasn’t something that the damn Pagma, Sword Saint Muller, the Undefeated King, and even Braham himself in his prime, was capable of.

he borrowed the vast mana in the Abyss, which had accumulated over eternity. Braham was able to exert powers that were beyond

sincere exclamations of admiration. She even reused the honorifics that she had

echoed in his ears. He could clearly feel it. It was

“...”

time Braham had fully checked his physical condition and opened his eyes again, the

aftermath of Braham absorbing the

close to the hydra’s

“Hrmm.”

had penetrated the shield to melt the rocks. Goldhit was interested in the poison that didn’t lose potency even after the hydra died but Braham had

Braham reached an unusual conclusion

“...!?”

filled with despair. She shuddered as she started to fall into a pool of deadly poison and Braham asked her, “Do you know why

“P-Please...!”

doesn’t matter how full of aspirations you are, it doesn’t matter how much you

“Please!”

perishes,

“Shiiiiit!”

into a puddle of poison. It was the world’s most atrocious pain and indescribable in words. It spilled into Goldhit’s skin, her nerves, blood, bones, and brain in no time. Even

with eyes full of resentment and

“...?”

“Didn’t you eat Lilis?”

“...!”

one glance that Lilis’ mana core, which had been

“...!!”

are worse than a parasite. You haven’t accomplished anything with your magic power or body. You

Braham’s inner world, was revealed in front of Goldhit. This was

‘Stupid person.’

world and recalled the centuries old past. There was a child who became his fourth disciple due to his useless compassion. He clearly knew this child wasn’t talented enough to use enhanced

change after all. You suffered

a truly

isn’t enough to treat a person like me as a teacher. You even took

again. Your life will be different. I will surely find you and give

been covered by the hydra’s giant body. He felt a terrible demonic power from the

“...Kuek.”

of thoughts finally exceeded the capacity of Braham’s brain and emotions. It was greater than the pain of the

***

he would fall down at every important moment and break his nose. Thus, he was wondering

Phoenix Breath

was a

about to fall down when he recovered his spirit. He had no time to rest. He

the smithy. Signs of human existence had been felt for a while. The Cho king and his ministers had already been gathered in front of the smithy for an hour, waiting for Grid. It was just that they couldn’t approach due to the sound of hammering and the

“Come in.”

and they were covered with blood. Even the Cho king was in a disorderly state. It seemed the resistance of the Hwan Kingdom

it is all

“...”

It might be for their future and time was running out, but his heart ached because he hurt his people with his own hands. Still,

an altar that the Cho king had set up while Grid was working. Grid

Duguen!