Overgeared

'Is it possible to deliberately nurture legends?'

Ke's growth presented Grid with new possibilities. Of course, Ke was old enough to be called ong (elderly man). He was old even by dwarf standards. He had been a craftsman for over a hundred years, so he might've already been qualified to become a legend. However, the result came after working with Grid.

'It is likely that Ke accumulated experience that he couldn't have accumulated alone thanks to me. He must've learned a lot from seeing the Overgeared God's Techniques and gained enlightenment from helping complete a mythical work.'

It was a matter that must be addressed. If it was really possible to intentionally nurture legends, then his future aspects would change dramatically.

'I will need an assistant every time I work...'

He would make sure to work with craftsmen from the time he started making the dragon weapons. Of course, they would only help with the minor parts. It was to the extent that they couldn't affect his work.

'This alone will be a great experience for them.'

"The lord of the half-draconians has arrived."

"Um." Grid awakened from his thoughts at the voice. Grid nodded and the doors of the great hall slowly opened.

[You have encountered a strong person who has transcended the times.]

Fighting energy—it was a powerful and ferocious energy that was difficult to control. Unlike mana, aura, or sword energy, which was in harmony with the technique department of skills, body, and heart, fighting energy wasn't suitable for pursuing harmony. So when he saw Martial God Zeratul using it, he thought, 'Ah, it is like this,' and was convinced of the unruly nature.

This was the essence of it.

Grid's fighting energy that was permeated with an orange light calmed down. It didn't dare go on a rampage. It was due to the infinite sword energy and divinity contained in Grid. After seeing Bunsdel, the red and purple fighting energy that glowed like lightning was the same as usual. It was maintained at a certain level and provided appropriate stimulus for Grid.

'The lord of the half-draconians...'

Grid admired it. Arms and legs that stretched out like old trees, centered around the upper body that developed as a reverse triangle. It was a short, thick neck compared to his height of nearly two meters. Dragon scales wrapped around his neck like iron armor...

Bunsdel's body was truly optimized for combat. His thick eyebrows and sharp eyes made the impression he gave off even stronger. It seemed like his neck wouldn't be broken even by a blade. Add the high level of transcendence...

'I'll feel reassured leaving my back to him.'

Grid was surprised by the thought that naturally rose in his mind. He couldn't believe he felt this way from the very first meeting. Grid had met numerous skilled people so far. This meant that Bunsdel's level was truly great.

'Helena deserved to have her lord's position taken away.'

Deep favor filled Grid's eyes as he compared Bunsdel to those he defeated in the Chaos Mountains.

-Can I execute him?

In a rare situation, the Fire Dragon Sword spoke to him first. It expressed blatant killing intent toward the half-draconian warrior, who was shouting and about to attack.

Time Absolute Defense' when encountering a dragon

against the dragon race is increased

time you kill a dragon type, the attack power of

the dragon species. Now the other side

man called Bunsvil took a step back. The hierarchy was organized without the need for the Fire Dragon Sword to act. As

aggressiveness. This was a story only when the concept of 'fighting' was established. They weren't crazy enough to

-It is a pity...

the Fire Dragon Sword. Dragon monsters, represented by wyverns and half-draconians, had a very small

and the wyverns were preferred as pets, so the hunting competition was fierce. It was as difficult to meet them as picking stars from the sky. In the future, the half-draconians would be allies. It wasn't known how long the alliance agreement would last, but there would be no fighting

frightened by

he stared at Grid with sharp eyes was as intense as his

expected. We

was ready to point his sword at the gods. The half-draconians were afraid of a useless death, but Grid

'Bunsdel.'

both wrists and the thick neck like

"Bark!" Bunsdel barked.

"......?"

couldn't keep up with

looked flustered while Bunsdel shouted, "The great Overgeared God who defeated the martial god! I, a Bun, deeply admire your noble character! Please let me serve you as our half-draconian's only pillar and god. I will become your faithful dog! Please accept

"......!"

"......!"

had been silent toward his clan. Apart from the open-minded Hao, he didn't have a proper conversation with his clan. It was due to the guilt of locking his clan in a well under the pretext of the clan's

a god? He even defeated

"Bark!Bark bark!"

"Woof woof!Grrr!Woof!"

"Yip~!"

of dog noises. It was a courtesy to the god. They didn't even know why they were barking

time, urgently spoke up as

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formations! Hurry! What are you doing with your shields?

Ribon, Zeldark, and Horyu—the thing they had in common was that they were from the Tzedakah Guild. They were somewhat lacking in comparison to the 10 meritorious retainers or equivalent named rankers, but

the army was outstanding. It was because there were many cases where they had to take command

Guild such as Zirkan, Mihara, and Asellas. They were Chris' subordinates and took advantage of their experience of commanding a large number of people before joining the Overgeared Guild. This was combined with Toban's charisma, the assistance of the allied leaders, and the strength of

your formations! Don't

They stepped back little by little in a steady manner under the protection of the

in the sky with tens of thousands of moving eyes. It was eerie to look at. Then

couldn't understand the situation properly. It was confusing and they interpreted it as a positive phenomenon after seeing the demonic creatures crawling from the Abyss disappearing in groups. Then they realized it a few seconds later—there would be disaster the moment the

of hundreds of thousands of troops moving without disorder in just a few minutes was really spectacular. It was truly unbelievable. The commentators of broadcasting stations around

cheers turned to silence. It

1st Great demon,