Overgeared

The disappearance of the red sword meant that Haejin’s heart had collapsed. She believed that this was a fake world and dreamed of a reversal in the real world. The moment she realized this dream couldn’t be achieved, she fell into despair and lost her will. It was obvious that she would fall into ruin even when she returned to reality.

‘Hopeless.’

The yangbans wearing the gat. [1]

Chiyou saw from the beginning that the yangbans who were still in the stage of being raised by the Five Seniors and were bound by the rules couldn’t handle this human. The moment he felt the Red Phoenix’s Ninth Heart from the human, he remembered the news of Hangyeol being killed and worked out the puzzle. Yes, the result was decided from the beginning.

The reason Chiyou held expectations for a while was Haejin’s rapid growth. A powerful will that engraved her own image into the mental world of the Martial God. Haejin must’ve seen a fragment of the Heart Sword. The Heart Sword was one of the clues to become a God Killer.

However, her Heart Sword was broken before it was even forged. She lacked the skills to handle a human who had already killed a few yangbans. The result wouldn’t have been guaranteed even if the two of them met three years later or five years later.

“Next.”

Where was the end of this power? The person who used fierce swordsmanship in addition to the sword dances Chiyou taught to Pagma provoked the remaining yangbans. It was interesting.

“……”

“……”

The yangbans who always shouted that humans were filthy and reprehensible by just making eye contact were silent. They didn’t dare say anything to the human they looked down on. Of course, this didn’t mean that their willpower had been broken, or they lost their desire to fight.

The yangbans had no doubts that they would become gods. It was because their self-esteem was the best in the world. It was impossible for them to shrink back easily. They just recognized Grid as a nemesis.

“That Haejin, she prepared the table well.”

A yangban, Saesol, moved lightly and stood on the deck. He smiled as he faced Grid.

“You are bluffing.”

Did this human have anything else to show? This wasn’t true. Zik’s apostle had already used too many skills. She tried her best. It was reasonable to assume that she had very few secret techniques left. Besides, the techniques consumed her heart, body, and skill. Recovery time was needed in order to reuse the techniques so Zik’s apostle would be full of gaps.

‘I just need to pay attention to the sword technique that cut the dragon in the first trial.’

It was very intimidating. Some might think it would be safer to come out third. However, wouldn’t it be futile if he postponed his turn and missed his prey?

“That damn Saesol, he is usually the fastest at a time like this.”

The other yangbans had the same thought as Saesol. It was just that Saesol took the turn so they could only click their tongues. Saesol wrapped the Blue Dragon’s Breath around his body and lightning scattered as his already light body became even lighter. He suddenly narrowed the distance to Grid. He pulled out his sword through the gap in his fluttering dopo and the sharp sword light stretched out. The sword light carved at Grid’s position.

Saesol naturally imagined the blood that would soon come soaring out. However, an abnormality occurred. Grid wasn’t injured. It was the result of activating the White Tiger’s Posture to increase his defense to the limit the moment Saesol used the Blue Dragon’s Breath. Haejin’s attack power had been ridiculously strong, but it was hard for the other yangbans to deal a fatal wound to Grid, who was wearing myth rated armor.

‘Huh, she is like a rock.’

How did Haejin turn such a person into rags? Saesol was flustered, but he didn’t express it. He calmly recovered the soft sword, rotated, and stabbed. It was a blow that aimed for the fine gap between the chest armor and shoulder armor that Zik’s apostle was wearing.

Then the thorn that suddenly protruded from Grid’s shoulder guards pierced Saesol’s body. It was just that the thorn was a passive skill that had the effect of ‘reflecting 60% of the damage received.’ Grid wasn’t damaged in the first place so the thorn couldn’t do much damage to Saesol. Saesol’s soft sword stretched out without hesitation and pierced Grid. It was a surprisingly precise swordsmanship.

Nevertheless, Grid didn’t raise a single eyebrow. It was the strength of White Tiger’s Posture that was still maintained. Grid suffered less than 10,000 damage despite his weak point being attacked. After a few more attacks, Saesol backed off and couldn’t hide his flustered state.

are you truly a

when fighting other yangbans unless the White Tiger’s Breath was used. Yet this

“……?!”

the atmosphere and it was like seeing the Five Seniors. It was the wavelength of Divinity. Grid decided that he had to save his stamina to deal with the dozens of

‘Divinity, Item Combination.’

Grid’s inventory and integrated with

is

of the Fire Dragon Sword was excited. It realized that it was more complete. The sword could feel its own change so it was impossible for the yangbans not

is that wicked

with red-black flames—the combination of the two swords showed a

“Link.”

“......!”

“......!”

“Hoh...”

difference and tore the atmosphere to pieces. The explosion caused by the spreading flames was literally a disaster. Half of the ship was gone. Saesol struggled to survive

was just one

White Tiger’s Breath was a power that prevented fatal injuries while recovering health and healing injuries at the same time. However, Saesol’s wounds didn’t recover at all.

and trembled like a quaking aspen. The feeling of powerlessness and despair that he felt for the first time in his life brought him

‘A fight isn’t possible.’

on Grid’s sword. It was a sword that burned with the momentum to destroy the world. Could he really

Step.

took one step

back. He stood on the edge of the collapsed deck and called out

to meet the next opponent during

“Next.”

had a lot of

Tiger’s Posture Engulfed in Flames which didn’t share the cooldown time of White Tiger’s Posture. Then there were the five fusion sword dances, the power of the great

few more yangbans as long as his stamina could support it. However, the yangbans didn’t come out.The yangbans had lost their arrogant expressions and instead

moment any technology reached the peak, it would emit a sense of deterrence

Jingle.

Chiyou asked but

maintain

normal human. If you give me another chance to face her next time, then

his mouth. It was because Chiyou’s always expressionless face was

“Ah... Uwahh...”

the wrath of any other god. The yangban instinctively sensed destruction and closed his mouth. The other yangbans around him were soaked in

"Don't misunderstand."

Jingle.

an ordinary human, not

“......!?”

“......!?”

was sufficient. The human who acquired Taren’s power couldn’t be Zik’s apostle. However, it was impossible for Taren to have an apostle when he was sealed

It was an expression that resembled Haejin and Saesol, who had been defeated in battle. A notification window popped up

Five Seniors are watching you standing aloft

yangbans are afraid of