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.

to exert powers that were beyond his prime. It was even superior to when he drained the mana from the Red Sea. It was the greatest strike in his life and

amazing!” Goldhit let out sincere exclamations of admiration. She even reused the honorifics that she had

eyes as his laughter echoed in his ears. He could

“...”

passed? By the time Braham had fully checked his physical condition and opened his eyes

had filled this place for eternity had vanished. It was the aftermath of Braham absorbing the darkness and using it as a magic resource. If he visited the Abyss

hydra’s corpse. Poison was being emitted from the nine headless necks, causing more damage

“Hrmm.”

was interested in the poison that didn’t lose potency even after the hydra died but

not to die. Braham reached an unusual conclusion and threw

“...!?”

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

“P-Please...!”

aspirations you are, it doesn’t matter

“Please!”

perishes,

“Shiiiiit!”

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

him with eyes full of

“...?”

“Didn’t you eat Lilis?”

“...!”

which had been captured alive, was attached to

“...!!”

You haven’t accomplished anything with your magic power or body. You have only relied on taking things away from

been locked in Braham’s inner world, was revealed in front of Goldhit. This was Goldhit’s last hope and Braham shattered that hope. Lilis’ mana core attached to Goldhit’s was separated and destroyed. Lilis’ soul would’ve found

‘Stupid person.’

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

but you didn’t change after

a truly pathetic

like me as a teacher. You even took this son of a

reborn, be my disciple again. Your life will be different. I will surely find you

by-products. Finally, he didn’t even glance at Goldhit as he approached the two doors. They were doors that had been covered by the hydra’s giant body. He felt a terrible demonic power from the left door and hundreds of millions of thoughts from the

“...Kuek.”

brain and emotions. It was greater than the pain of the hydra’s venom but Braham endured it and opened the

***

and break his nose. Thus, he was wondering if it would happen again this time. At the time when the crisis called Garam was approaching, Grid was worried that he

Phoenix Breath has

was

legs. Grid stumbled and was about to fall down when he recovered his spirit. He had no time to rest. He had to quickly resurrect the red phoenix and recreate the Ideal Longsword that he lost after being killed by Garam. The Quick Movements buff attached to it was a necessity. Furthermore, he had guests

and his ministers had already been gathered in front of the smithy for an hour, waiting for Grid.

“Come in.”

and his ministers poured in. Their appearance was miserable. Their faces were filled with anxiety and fear and they were covered with blood. Even the

is

“...”

time was running out, but

with nothing around it. It was an altar that the Cho king had set up while Grid

Duguen!