Overgeared

“Were you nervous?”

The grandmaster was taciturn. After talking about how he failed to save humanity and received the stigma of the seven malignant saints, he had never brought up a private story. Such a being bringing it up first was luck. It was the precursor to a full-fledged quest.

Zibal calmed his excitement and responded politely, “I am fine. I waited and believed that Master would give instructions at a good time.”

The reason for Zibal’s attitude wasn’t just because he was conscious about affinity. It was respect for the forgotten old hero who fought against the gods to protect humanity and was preparing to fight again.

“In fact, I wanted to avoid futile killing. I felt like I would lose myself in the past the moment I hurt people completely unrelated to my purpose. I was afraid that the stigma of the ugly gods would really stigmatize me and make me wicked.”

It was on the way back to the inn. Grandmaster Zikfrector walked against the backdrop of the sunset and quietly looked at his hands. His hands were dyed with the red light of the sunset and seemed blood-soaked. “Then I realized. There is already a lot of blood on my hands.”

Saharan’s sword, which caused tens of thousands of deaths in the process of founding the empire, was given to Saharan by Zikfrector himself. Many of the wars that the empire fought was the imperial family’s response to Zikfrector’s desire to cross the Red Sea to the East Continent. In order to punish the imperial family for forgetting their promises over the years, Zikfrector gave a child the sword to defeat his father. The blood that Zikfrector had shed in the name of resurrecting the seven malignant saints and punishing the false gods had reached an irreversible point.

“There is no reason for me to hesitate anymore.”

He might hear the ridicule of the gods, but he had already crossed the river. It was irreversible and he had no choice but to move forward. To achieve his purpose, he must be evil. Instead of erasing the seven malignant saints from the world and regaining the honor of the good men, he would become evil.

“I have already commanded the other apostles. By now, Yangzhou’s palace must be burning. We will stay here to stop the king’s retreat.”

“...Yes.”

Zibal nodded after confirming that the quest had changed from ‘Whereabouts of the Expelled Gods’ to ‘6th Evil Zik’s Resolution.’ In the end, he wasn’t disappointed by Zikfrector’s choice to resolve everything using force.

‘This was the Xing King’s judgment. The grandmaster gave him a chance, but he didn’t yield.’

Sigh...

There was tension in Zibal’s expression as he took a deep breath. The Xing royal guards, who he witnessed a few weeks ago, were elites with an average level of 360. The grandmaster was here, but he might be beaten if he was careless.

***

“So why didn’t you listen to me?”

Her smiling face represented her mood. Susan was happy enough to fly away as she crossed the walls and broke into the palace. She felt a sense of liberation after a month of unconvincing work.

“We didn’t ask for money like thieves. We just wanted to know the location of the Hwan Kingdom. Why did you act like it was a difficult request and refused? Are all people in the east like you?”

The helmet of the last soldier guarding the entrance of the palace became crooked. It was due to Susan striking it with the handle of her sword. The smile on her face didn’t disappear despite the slaughter of hundreds of soldiers.

‘...She is deaf.’

She wasn’t a human with a normal mindset. The captain of the guards judged the situation and whispered to the king, “It seems that the unknown transcendent hasn’t come along. It is best to take refuge before he arrives and things become more difficult.”

“Isn’t he blocking the retreat path?”

“It is hard to imagine that he has found a secret passage that has been handed down through the royal family for hundreds of years.”

“Understood.”

judgment shouldn’t be questioned. The king nodded and obediently

the world was destroyed once due to the agreement of the gods. Therefore, he was an ancient person who existed before humans of this era were born. His abilities used concepts that humans of this day

ancient runes emerged

“Heiro!”

Chain Lightning, but it boasted a performance beyond that of Chain Lightning in both range

widened. ‘The

a place where the king of this kingdom lived. They couldn’t be lax in defenses when unknown foreigners were threatening the kingdom. They used a huge budget to install amulets that completely

it was all

“Cough!”

and getting up. He swung his guandao like he wanted to stop

who was once a knight of the Saharan Empire. Trying to throw her,

her imperfect posture couldn’t support the great weight and her small body flew back a few meters. In the gap, the guard captain pulled back

trying to save

would’ve dodged the guard captain’s attack without the shock. However, she used a shield to absorb the shock and revealed a gap. She had such

“Ugh!”

guard captain and the king

Susan screamed with fiery eyes, but

up by the hundreds of guards and were fighting for their lives. In the first place, she wasn’t in a

miss it

an order. Learn the location of the Hwan

“Heiro!”

legs. Shortly thereafter, Susan broke through the emergency exit that was 80 meters away in just one

“What?!”

as he was cut in the back. He witnessed a speed that transcended the limits of

“Hah... Hah... Tell me.”

the Vaintz family, one of the most prestigious in the Saharan Empire. Unlike the direct descendant Mercedes, she didn’t enjoy the luxury of receiving the family secrets. Nevertheless, she received a thoroughly

strong as steel. She quickly recovered from the side effects caused by transcending the

me. Where

saying a few words? Susan was frustrated because she couldn’t understand. The king saw her furious gaze and slowly opened her mouth, “I can’t tell you. The moment I answer your question, the black tortoise’

about the Hwan Kingdom and the yangbans. Rather than forgetting them, it was promoting the existence of the Hwan Kingdom and

this. No, she would’ve ignored it even

let’s see how long

deliberately avoided a vital spot. It was just a loss if she killed a valuable hostage from the

“....!?”

hand quietly and his dagger aimed at her heart.

martial arts for self-defense. I will not be hurt

had a style of fighting that couldn’t be seen on the West

‘He is strong?’

It seemed to be around the same level as the old Seven Dukes.

“Cute.”

temporary. Susan snorted and pulled out another sword. She held two swords and became incomparably more powerful than before.

surprise before collapsing. It was because he saw Susan’s companions running down the corridor behind her. It