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.'

aware and alert to the fact that they could die. This man must be eliminated. Even if he

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

person called the Sword Saint is

mocked Kraugel who ran away instead of staying to fight. Their faces were red, but the provocation didn't work. Kraugel was silent as he

need a bit

from Kraugel's position when he believed that the super sensitivity stat was the superior concept of a transcendent's senses. Additionally, the system was strange. Rather than listing the newly

to the changes. He wanted to accurately control himself rather than blindly leaving his body

like

used Sword Curtain to block the sharp wind. Then he turned his chin and used the sheath to guard against the sword before using

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

successfully got your

rotating sheath, the sword that flew into the air fell precisely into Kraugel's hand. The duration of Snatch the Sword was five seconds. It would fall from

if the yangbans had weapons or not. Weren't they proficient in all martial arts? No. Rather, it was because the depth of all the martial arts

of the blue dragon. The lighting disturbed the desert sand and caused a storm. Meanwhile, the other yangban acted covertly. He appeared behind Kraugel without a sound and stabbed his sword. Kraugel defended against the attack of the yangban and

had finally accurately identified and adapted to the changes caused

moved lightly. The movements were smaller than

of the yangban 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 of the blue dragon faced the transparent blade of the White

"......?!"

Kraugel's sword and head. It was a sword with medium thickness, but it was as transparent as glass,

screamed as his hand was cut

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.

while increasing the power of his lightning, "It is more

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

"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 lead to good results.

"Groan...!"

stop and

gradually became dull. He felt 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

"Ohhhhh!"

Clang!

"......!"

ready to die. Kraugel's momentum weakened as the man who lost his hand started attacking without

will be

destruction. The best thing he could do now was to take even one person 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 an item. Kraugel felt

his chest. He squeezed the blade with his bare hands so that the enemy couldn't take it back. His 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 and

for a moment. Kraugel shoved the White

"This...! This terrible guy!"

was cut by the sword and his intestines

doesn't die