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!

that targeted Usa. Usa was trying to suppress Ifrit’s fire with rain, only to step back. The Breath narrowly passed

that Unsa had called. It was intended to help

down. It was a landscape created by the remnants of the Breath that had been destroyed only after breaking through the stratosphere. 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 and Old Sword Demon, who had left the city earlier and were

he ran to help Grid, only to return without

had been fighting 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 was possible to give a bit of

he took out an old book and opened

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 in the blanks. This greatly helped Hwang Gildong’s movements. This was why Hwang Gildong was

written that it

to flap

this book, I’ve been able to send so many yangbans to

great help, but it was the knowledge and information of Hwang Gildong, who established and utilized the

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

is something we have

rose to the clouds in the direction of the

Kaya

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grazed by the Breath and turned

seemed to have quiet expectations

directed at Grid rather than

me. How can there be no expectations of

started to

your position is against

was held in Usa’s two hands. They weren’t visible because they were transparent, but Grid could guess that it was a sword and a spear. The shape could be

is no reason for you to join hands with the dragon. We

Usa’s claim was reasonable.

and Asgard cooperated, threatening the surface and suppressing the Hwan Kingdom. The surface and Hwan Kingdom were independent and isolated. Meanwhile, it was impossible to rely on

completely uncooperative and weren’t unified. Every one of them had strong individuality, so their opinions weren’t the same. Each one could be compared to

to the proposal of the Hwan

urged Grid, “What are you worried about? If you are looking at that evil dragon, forget it. This is just her dying flash. It is

of releasing one Breath caused Ifrit’s body to temporarily become smaller. The red scales that had regained their luster were dyed black as the light was dispersed. She soon recovered again, but it

dragons using the pretext of Ifrit, but Grid still chose ifrit’s side.

really are the most

“......?”

guilty about unilaterally invading and seizing the territory of

remembered everything he had experienced in the East Continent. The people who had been abused without knowing anything, Blue Tiger and Tosun

place was also hell. It was

this. It was the feeling of the god who was once

is an excuse for dragons to be beasts without common sense. You use

“......”