Overgeared

The quiet city was roaring with noise. It was due to the blue light that shone around Mir's body. The white snow pouring down burned out without touching the ground, leaving only a bit of moisture behind. Additionally, the area where the electricity spread grew larger each time. It felt like Mir himself was gradually becoming bigger.

It was the effect of Lightning God. Mir's body was completely assimilated with the energy of the Blue Dragon and became made up of lightning, not bones and flesh. He was truly a god.

The sound wasn't heard until after the action was over. Grid was already under attack by the time the lightning seemed to flash. It was a surprise attack from the Lightning God who literally 'pierced' through the camp of more than 300 God Hands.

The Blue Dragon Dao, which stretched out like an incandescent long line, was blocked by a white beam of light. It was the traces of the enhanced Magic Missile that Grid hurriedly fired. Lightning God was immune to all physical attacks, but was vulnerable to magic attacks. It couldn't resist magic at all and suffered twice as much damage. However, the power of Magic Missile itself was low. This prevented it from damaging Mir, but it was significant because it blocked Mir's attack.

"......?"

Wasn't it absurd when a ridiculous magic became the barrier that stopped a god's advance?

Mir was startled and his next move didn't connect. It was a gap of less than 0.1 seconds. Grid could take full advantage of that time.

Twilight soared through the gaps in the fragments of the Magic Missiles that collided with the Blue Dragon Dao and scattered. It was a blow that soared in a diagonal line. Then it moved in a lateral line the moment it reached the target. It was a feast of lines that seemed to go on infinitely, the Link sword dance.

"......"

Mir's expression that could be seen between the blue lights that shook every time the sword wind swept over it was calm. He searched for Grid's gaps with the confidence that he wouldn't be cut by the sword.

It was just before Grid recovered the Twilight that had been extended. He wielded the Blue Dragon Dao the moment Grid's ribs were clearly visible.

Seeing through the weak spot. An attack there would induce a critical hit. However, it stopped just before reaching Grid. The lightning that was making up Mir's body dissipated without a trace.

It was due to Twilight. It was an inevitable result. Lightning God was the power of the Blue Dragon and Twilight had a high probability of neutralizing the power of a target. It was Mir's mistake in neglecting the dozens of sword strikes of Link. The moment the Lightning God body was released, Mir received a large cut to his shoulder and immediately pulled up the power of the Red Phoenix. The deep wounds were healed by the heat of the Red Phoenix and a rain of flames poured down from the sky.

Grid was naturally the target.

"......?!"

Mir was about to cooperate with the rain of flames, only to stiffen like a stone statue. The flames that reached Grid didn't burn him but instead burned his wounds. The other nobles clearly witnessed the sight of the small traces Mir's lightning left on Grid's body disappearing without a trace.

"The heart of the Red Phoenix..." Mir muttered after realizing the reason.

an angle. His sharp eyes, which were like a bird of prey, became even fierce as he looked at Mir, who was a bit taller than himself. He realized that the scar he had left on Mir's face in the past was no

expected, you

hesitate and let's

"......!"

lightning and flames, changed shape in response to Mir's will. He rotated 180 degrees, flipping Grid's view upside down and pouring out sharp stones. Was

bearing the name of the White Tiger. He

knew didn't rely on the power of the

Grid felt a 'wall' when fighting Mir was due to his swordsmanship and other techniques. Even if Baal's magic power was infinite, would he have been so strong

the powers of the Four Gods. He was now fighting against Grid, who knew how

Mir. There is no way

There was also a creepy hypothesis that made him feel uncomfortable. The yangban

thought up to this point and his expression gradually distorted

life and can admit that you aren't perfect. To you, it isn't shameful, but is natural. I have no doubt that you will be reborn as

"You are my hope."

gods can be an existence to

support for you in my heart, the authority to move me is usually with the god

am on your

Mir's previous words. He stood protecting Grid and honestly confessed his true feelings in his heart as if he thought he

expression unless he forgot what

his vomit, and opened his mouth, "The Mir I know… where is

state again. He approached using Shunpo while

ground made Grid realize it. As expected, this person wasn't Mir. If this was the real Mir, then Grid would be the one thrown to the ground

Once again,

Hwan Kingdom only to be abandoned. He

Grid shouted as he pressed his knee against Mir's solar

Mir. Mir didn't resist. From the moment he was hit by the six fusion sword dance, he had been bound by hundreds of God Hands. Furthermore, he was beaten

only way he could overcome the crisis was to use the White Tiger's energy to strengthen his body. Of course, even this was likely to mean nothing. The sword with the sunset had

'What god is he?'

had his memories erased by the gods of the Hwan Kingdom. As a side effect, he lost the experience he had accumulated over the years and Grid

Crazy God and Crazy Dragon based on the armed dragon weapon and dragon armor, but it was only for a moment. It was because Crazy God and Crazy Dragon was a myth that was only completed when the Overgeared God boarded a dragon. Additionally, the presence in front of him