Overgeared

Strength, authority, life, and eternity—the symbolic meaning of a ‘horn’ was very powerful. It was revered regardless of the era and culture. Trauka’s act of cutting off and eating Ifrit’s horn meant castration and plunder. It was the most fatal cause of Ifrit’s weakening.

Ifrit lost her strength, authority, and right to eternal life. She suffered from the wounds and curses left by Trauka, and slowly fell to the point where she would die. It was a separate matter from the combat force that Ifrit was preserving. It was a type of inevitability.

Ifrit had no choice but to be drawn to Baal’s power.

The fragment of Baal’s power—it was a product of Baal’s obsession with playing around. The nobler and greater the target, the stronger it functioned. It was an irresistible temptation for Ifrit, who couldn’t recover. It was an option she couldn’t turn away from even though she knew she would be Baal’s toy.

Ifrit eventually made a choice.

That was when Grid appeared. There was greater hope than the fragment of Baal’s power and Ifrit wanted to overturn the inevitability of being eaten.

Overgeared God Grid—his presence was extremely powerful. His short life was great. He proved that all his narratives were truths with no exaggeration. He proved he was alive and breathing.

[You have done it.]

Ifrit’s voice trembled slightly as she opened her eyes. Her stature, whose horn was reproduced by inserting the spear made by Grid into her forehead, was neither shabby nor pathetic. Her shadow on the ground became huge and reached the horizon.

Kurururung!

The earth screamed. The muscles of Ifrit’s originally huge body swelled to twice, triple, and then quadruple their size. Day and night were divided around Ifrit. It was the aftermath of Ifrit’s head soaring higher than a great mountain and covering the sun.

A storm swirled and blew the remnants of the destroyed city into the desert. The city where thousands of people lived became ‘nothing’ due to one flap of Ifrit’s wings. Even the traces that were left were erased.

Grid twitched like crazy. It vibrated to the point where he had the absurd worry that his flesh and skin might be separated.

A dragon—the ultimate transcendental species, which even the gods were wary of, was fear itself. It seemed to be a complete destruction that should never be faced.

‘Crazy...’

Grid recalled the day when he guided Raiders around. He vividly remembered the fear that he tried to bury in his heart that day. He once again realized it. Dragons were so powerful. They were threatening just breathing and living.

“There is no normality among dragons.”

The advice that he heard one day bothered Grid. Maybe he brought about bigger trouble while trying to avoid a smaller incident...

Ifrit had a distorted personality so Grid might be causing a disaster by trying to wield this powerful force recklessly...

It happened the moment that Grid distrusted his choice...

Kurarararara!

blew out fire from her mouth. It wasn’t just a hot breath, but a mass of pure magic power. It was a red pillar that targeted Usa. Usa was trying to suppress Ifrit’s fire with rain, only to step back. The Breath narrowly passed by Usa, shot through the dark clouds filling the sky, and

Unsa had called. It was intended to help Usa easily create rain but it turned out to be

It was a beauty that was at odds with the terrifying power, causing Grid to briefly stare at the scene. The same was true of Hwang Gildong

would happen?” Old Sword Demon questioned Hwang Gildong’s attitude of withdrawing obediently. It was strange that he ran to help Grid, only to return without even

enemies stronger than himself for hundreds of years. Based on a variety of experiences and knowledge, he was able to display even more capabilities the greater the crisis. It meant it

took out an old

object brought back after Hwang Gildong climbed to the Peach Blossom Spring. It was a book containing the advice of the daoist immortal and was close to prophecies. In any particular situation, a foresight poem was

written that it would be

to flap

send so many yangbans to hell

that the Utopia Magic Book was a great help, but it was the knowledge and information of Hwang Gildong, who

who handed him the book. The one who received the divine message and framed the seven

hurry and leave. There is something we have to

to the clouds in the direction of

an opportunity to disconnect Kaya and Pa and

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restored after it was grazed by the Breath and turned into rags. It soon flapped

have

directed

can there be no expectations of you, who have

started to

position is against

that it was a sword and a

reason for you to join hands with the dragon.

Usa’s claim was reasonable.

dragons—these forces were largely divided into five, but hell and Asgard cooperated, threatening the surface and suppressing the Hwan Kingdom. The surface and Hwan

one of them had strong individuality, so their opinions weren’t the same. Each one could be compared to a good-for-nothing. It was right to be cautious rather than dreaming

enemy. The surface should be attracted to the proposal of the Hwan Kingdom. However, the person representing the surface was Grid. Grid didn’t dwell on the shallow composition. Based on his many experiences, he understood the inner heart of the

dragon, forget it. This is just her dying flash. It is an ember

dyed black as the light was dispersed. She soon recovered again, but it was

not need to be wary of Ifrit right now, nor could he negotiate with the dragons using the pretext of Ifrit, but Grid still chose ifrit’s side. It wasn’t because he trusted Ifrit. It was simply because he had a strong distrust and hatred toward

the most wicked

“......?”

invading and seizing the territory of other gods, deceiving and parasitizing

abused without knowing anything, Blue Tiger and Tosun who

place was also hell. It was

filled Grid’s eyes as he was reminded of this. It was the feeling of the god who was once called the God

very least, there is an excuse for dragons to be beasts without common sense. You use

“......”