Overgeared

There was no need to take care of the severed hand. Warm light wrapped around the wound and completely regenerated a new one. Muscles, blood vessels, bones, and flesh were restored in real time and formed the shape of a hand. Sensation started to return. Every time the staff smashed into him, he felt vivid pain. The shock promoted the flow of blood and energy. The position of the joints were correctly interlocked. Five fingers moved as expected. It was the same as before he lost it.

'The Saintess... is it a reappearance after hundreds of years?'

Hayate had speculated that the heavenly gods were very wary of the Saintess. Then why could she be born safely? The blessing of the goddess infused in Grid's Greed was also eye-catching. It wouldn't be strange if the goddess' anger poured out on Grid after he removed the Rebecca Church, but it was still fine. He even thought it was normal for the blessing to be recovered.

"Um... Thank you." The treatment ended. Biban shook off his thoughts and expressed his gratitude to Ruby. He didn't recklessly promise to repay her. It might be different if Ruby was a swordsman, but as the Saintess, a Sword Saint couldn't do anything for her. There was a lot he could give as a tower member, not a Sword Saint, but... he couldn't leave traces of the tower with outsiders.

"It is nothing. You were seriously injured by my brother, so it is natural for me to heal you."

The surrounding commotion subsided. It was due to Grid disbanding the gathered crowd. The people remaining at the scene were Grid, Ruby, Mercedes, and Biban.

"I just had my hand cut off. I wasn't hurt too badly. If it had been a real battle, I would've fought for two more days and nights in that state."

He wasn't saying this because of his pride or because he couldn't accept defeat. He just pretended in a half joking manner so that Grid wouldn't feel guilty. Biban knew that the outcome had been set the moment Grid pulled out the Falling Moon Sword. The outcome of the fight had little to do with his mental world shaking after trying to protect the witnesses. The result had just been moved up.

'It isn't just the moon night iron that is threatening. His growth rate is ridiculously fast compared to his talent. The original Undefeated King's Swordsmanship was also reproduced.'

The most surprising thing was the power of the sword dances. Previously, Grid's figure as he did the sword dances was somewhat pitiful. The forced actions of being led by the movements of the sword dances was like a child being forced into an adult's hand.

That's right. Not so long ago, Grid had no control over the sword dances. More essentially, the sword dance itself was a problem. There were many worthless actions because the sword dances were just a means of doing a ritual. It wasn't controllable and efficient, so Grid was held back by this part.

Now it was different. Grid was on the verge of changing the form of the sword dances to his taste. It was more like swordsmanship. It was only for one person in the world. It was swordsmanship suitable only for the man called Grid. It was transcendent because it had a form that couldn't be reproduced with the human body structure. The swordsmanship that violated the physical laws was fast and effective. It was ferocious and destructive. It boasted a destructive power in combination with the colorful effects of the sword dances.

The reason Biban wasn't impressed by the original swordsmanship of the Undefeated King being reproduced for the first time in hundreds of years was because Grid's sword dances left too strong of an impression.

'There is no deep, profound law.'

There was something flashy in the swordsmanship made by a genius. The theory based on intense inspiration displayed artistry that people couldn't understand. The seemingly ineffective part became an anomalous advantage. However, Grid's sword dances were developed based on knowledge and experience. It was extremely efficient. It was necessary to ignore the physical laws in order to be efficient. The result was different from the swordsmanship made by a genius, but it was difficult for other people to access it. Therefore, it was transcendent.

'It is great swordsmanship.'

It was like the Matchless Swordsmanship. Moreover, it was the Matchless Swordsmanship chosen by Muller, that genius.

Did Sword Saint Muller learn the Matchless Swordsmanship because he couldn't make his own swordsmanship? No. After weighing down the difference between the swordsmanship made by a genius and swordsmanship made by a master, he made the best choice. Meanwhile, the Undefeated King's Swordsmanship was the ultimate swordsmanship created by a genius. It was swordsmanship that induced extreme force with a single swing.

sword dance was much more attractive than that.

know him, the more I like him.' Biban smiled pleasantly and slowly used the Matchless Swordsmanship. It was the last step to check the condition of

and sighed with relief. It was obvious how deeply worried he had

him on the shoulder. "I might be old, but it isn't to the extent for my junior

might contain countless starlight, but they were still a pair of eyes. The mysterious thing was that these eyes, noticed by the tower members, were

sword dance, that was like a beast's gestures, became refined and evolved into a technique that seemed to be decades more developed. From then on, he rapidly became difficult to deal with. The tens of thousands of

essence was suppressed in this form. Perhaps decades later, the 'real' sword dances used by Grid would be far more

There

"......"

who didn't hesitate to give advice even until the last minute. Ruby saw

notice as he created a barrier. Grid and him were isolated from

as Biban's height. It wasn't a canine tooth and the tip wasn't very sharp. There was just a slight protrusion. Nevertheless, there were strong expectations for it. The hardness was

Dragon Gujel has become part of the tower. The bones and scales had become battle gear of the association members and the blood and flesh have become elixirs, giving the association members a more powerful body

wasn't deliberately

was a way to transform it using Abellio's painting or restrain it with the moon night iron, but they

smile spread

it

higher than the gods. It was a complete confrontation with Rebecca, who claimed to create the world. It meant

will be able to handle

"......"

He should take into account the amount that would inevitably be lost during the process. It was a mass that could make two long swords or one sword and one piece of armor. It would be extravagant to make helmets or gloves with it. In any case, the performance of secondary armor wasn't as good as the main armor, so

was the aftermath of the Falling Moon Sword. Grid told the calmly smiling Biban, "I'm thinking of making two

a moment. Then he glimpsed this person's heart and

a lot of gifts. I have to repay

"......"

world. People felt deep respect for him and worshipped him. There was no equal treatment. Biban felt deep solitude. He received numerous gifts from the people who served him, but received no consolation. It was because it was more like a

other, but... even that was a temporary consolation in exchange for isolation. Biban had no real friends. No one treated him equally. Yet at this moment, Grid

the 9th

scratched his beard and showed shyness unbecoming of him. Then he tried to remove the

him, "You can't go

can't go back? Why? Who

was showing a confused response, "Why? It

"......?"

in people was too intense. If any of them