Overgeared

The relationship between Kraugel and the yangbans slowly reversed. Now, Kraugel wasn't the prey busy escaping. He was a seasoned predator who held his breath as he watched the yangbans searching the desert and canyons for him before ambushing them in reverse. Of course, it wasn't easy to kill the yangbans.

The problem was that even if his surprise attack succeeded, it took quite a while to deal enough damage to 'kill.' The yangbans were half-gods. Every single one of them was named. They had tens of times more health and higher stats than Kraugel, so it was impossible for them to die easily.

Breathtaking situations had occurred several times over the past year where the yangban had run away before Kraugel could kill them, or the yangban was rescued by his colleagues and Kraugel barely survived by fleeing. Still, it wasn't always the same. There were often lucky days.

Today was that type of day. His super sensitivity stat was especially effective today after it had risen by four in return for being killed by Mir a few days ago. In this case, was it because they didn't have the ability to learn beyond their arrogance, or was it because Kraugel launched a surprise attack on one of the three yangbans who were searching the canyon and the weakness and critical hits burst out in a row?

Kraugel had been planning to retreat after moderately increasing the experience of the White Tiger Sword, but he changed his mind. He poured out skills to link the combo even after seeing the other yangbans running at the screams. His calculations were perfect.

"Groan!"

Every yangban was strong. However, there were only seven yangbans who had built up their divinity. Apart from them, the rest of the yangbans couldn't handle Kraugel one-on-one. After a series of frantic cuts, the yangban that was hit by the Space Sword turned to gray ash.

[The half-god has been defeated.]

[Once again, you've made a remarkable achievement.]

[You have become the protagonist of the 'Humiliation at Kaya' myth.]

[In the future, when fighting against half-gods or gods, all stats will increase by 10% and the power of your sword techniques will increase by an additional 20%.]

[You understand the concepts of 'legend,' 'transcendence,' and 'status,' and you are in the harmonious 'heart, body, and skill' state.]

[The transcendence that has been suppressed due to a lack of opportunity is blossoming.]

[......!]

[......!!]

[!!!]

"Gasp...Gasp...?"

It was a series of amazing rewards. Despite the urgent situation, the thrilled Kraugel became flustered. It was due to the notification windows that only repeated the exclamation points. An error? It couldn't be...

Crash! Kraugel moved his sword to the side and the yangban's formless will collided with the blade and dispersed. The yangbans who arrived at the scene shouted. "Kraugel!"

The name Kraugel was now clearly imprinted on the yangbans. The one with the power of the former Sword Saint whom Mir acknowledged but who never showed a single one of the matchless skills—he was insignificant prey, the same human being.

The incarnation of talent who seemed a match for ten thousand enemies, he transcended humans without the matchless skills, murdering half-gods with his sword. He wasn't in the common sense... Pungsa and Usa had personally pointed out that he was 'dangerous.'

fact that they could die. This man must be eliminated. Even if

and self-esteem and did their best to cooperate. Kraugel had just killed a yangban and most of his skills were on cooldown, so it was hard for him to find the opportunity to counterattack. He saved his life by using thorough defense tactics such as blocking attacks, avoiding attacks, and buying time with

is using the

faces were red, but the provocation didn't work. Kraugel was

a bit more time to

exact, his stats had changed. It was the aftermath of his stats rising and gaining new passive skills as the protagonist of a myth and a transcendent. It was a pretty abrupt change from Kraugel's position when he believed that the super

identify and adapt to the changes. He wanted to accurately control himself rather than blindly leaving his body to his strength and speed while wielding the sword. This was the only

like a

Kraugel used Sword Curtain to block the sharp wind. Then he turned his chin and used the sheath

out a weak groan as his body flew far away. The reason his expression distorted wasn't due to the pain. His one-edged sword—he was robbed of his weapon. It was impossible for yangbans to have the awareness of warriors, but he understood how humiliating it was to be

you've successfully

the Sword was five seconds. It would fall from his hand after five seconds. This was never a short time given that he could interfere with enemies trying to retrieve the weapons. In an ordinary battle, the entire battle

Rather, it was because the depth of all the martial arts was

aura of the blue dragon. The lighting disturbed the desert sand and caused a storm. Meanwhile, the other yangban acted covertly. He

had finally accurately identified and adapted to

than before,

who had his attack deflected and was counterattacked became covered in blood. Kraugel retrieved his sword and turned backwards. The blade of the yangban who approached with the energy

"......?!"

but it was as transparent as glass, making it look

as his hand was cut

thing for the body to be damaged when the red phoenix had been unsealed. He was pulling up the feeble amount of red phoenix energy left to somehow try and regenerate the wound when his companion grabbed at the back of his neck. Thanks

power of his lightning, "It is more than I

the white tiger, but they never heard it was this powerful. Wasn't it right to describe it as a divine object rather than a normal sword? Moreover, Kraugel's potential was more than imagined. Of course, the result wouldn't change. Kraugel had a limit. He did well for a while, but his weariness was high and his

"I'll finish it quickly."

invoked the aura of the blue dragon and the white tiger. It was fairly burdensome for them who had failed to accumulate divinity. They weren't confident about controlling this explosive force. However, they knew that drawing things out wouldn't

"Groan...!"

stop and

scared when he noticed that Kraugel's sword skills persistently seeking him out had become incomparably powerful. This fear turned into anger. Me.I am afraid of a human when

"Ohhhhh!"

Clang!

"......!"

ready to die. Kraugel's momentum weakened as the man who lost his

will be

with him to the underworld. Kraugel knew this and hesitated. His fear of dropping the White Tiger Sword shook him. He never thought he would be afraid of death because he didn't want to lose

hands weren't cut off due to this body that had 'Sword Immunity,' but the pain was vivid and blood flowed. As he released the blade

moment. Kraugel shoved the White Tiger Sword into his heart. The heavy one-edged sword that

"This...! This terrible guy!"

his colleague while one arm was cut by the sword and his intestines were pouring out due

legend doesn't