Overgeared

"Is Sir Mir's memory erased?"

At the base of the Chivalrous Robbers...

This place was isolated like the Peach Blossom Spring and was one of the few places where they could avoid the eyes of the gods. The entrance process was very mysterious. Hwang Gildong, who was leading the group and wandering around in the usual places, greeted passersby he encountered on the way. After repeating this several times, he naturally set foot into it. The overlap of conversations with real, ordinary people, not members of the Chivalrous Robbers, naturally completed the technique.

It was an unbelievable structure even after experiencing it in person.

"I think the Three Masters made the worst move. Of course, it isn't that I don't understand their feelings. Hanul's sword felt liking toward the enemy of the Hwan Kingdom, so they would've been wary."

However, they must be lamenting by now because that action made their sword leave.

Old Sword Demon asked the smiling Hwang Gildong, "Can I hit you once?"

It was a surprise question like a master's blow.

Hwang Gildong was a bit confused. "What unreasonable words are you saying arbitrarily?"

"I get angry when I see your smiling face. In any case, didn't you sin against me? Please give me one punch as a means of atonement."

"I have repeatedly said that to deceive the enemy, the key is to deceive your allies... if you have to judge the right or wrong after being deceived so many times already, I think there is a problem with you. Don't you think so, God of Virtue?"

"...I'm not the God of Virtue."

"Would you like to relive old memories and be Pangea'sGod of Virtue?"

"I am the Overgeared God."

"Hmm, I think God of Virtue seems better than Overgeared God. Just as the word 'overgeared' is strange to me, I think the word 'virtue' is unfamiliar to the Overgeared God."

"No matter whether it is unfamiliar or familiar, anyone can see that overgeared is much better."

In fact, both weren't good from a general point of view, but Grid was serious. Hwang Gildong had to get used to the word 'overgeared.'

Meanwhile, preparations for the ceremony were steadily progressing. Two of the Four Auspicious Beasts sealed in the White Tiger Spear and the Blue Dragon Dao—the members of the Chivalrous Robbers were preparing to unseal them at the same time.

A woman dressed in a beautiful, colorful striped hanbok[1], carefully opened her mouth, "It is autumn, so the conditions for holding the ceremony seem to be easily met."

It was said that the Blue Dragon loved winter and the White Tiger loved summer. Therefore, in order to unseal the gods, they had to compromise by holding the ceremony in autumn or spring. Grid could easily imagine how different the personalities of the two gods would be.

"Now God Black Tortoise and God Red Phoenix should've arrived safely at the shrine. Will the gods of the Hwan Kingdom silently watch...?"

"Why do you need the help of the Red Phoenix and the Black Tortoise to unseal the White Tiger and the Blue Dragon?"

Grid was the one who unsealed the Red Phoenix and the Black Tortoise. So it was a question that he could raise.

The woman explained it, "It is because the possibility of a collision between God White Tiger and God Blue Dragon can't be ignored. It is only when God Black Tortoise and God Red Phoenix act as mediators that we can calm the two gods."

'They aren't kids.'

It was right to acknowledge that the Blue Dragon and the White Tiger had a bad relationship. It was as natural

Jingle.

were a tool that reminded him of Martial God Chiyou. Of course,

more like preparing for

woman dressed like

the statue of the Four Auspicious Beasts spread out behind the ancestral altar and the jakdu provided on one side of

it precisely. We decided that a ritual was a more effective tool than a

of taking in the essence of

Unsealing the seals...

Hwang

thought

result, the Blue Dragon was

just through a single ceremony. A separate ceremony was needed, but the level of the offerings was low. It wasn't known how many years it would take to awaken the Blue Dragon's consciousness just through offerings and prayers. This was why the force of

the East Continent.

a shaman also a hidden

Saints sealed in the abyss, and the souls of Pagma and Alex being held captive by Baal. As long

the woman, "Is it possible to call a target that exists in a

calls on the gods in the first place. Most of the

the gods... you can't target legends or

"Yes."

"......"

it wouldn't be easy. Grid was smacking his lips with regret when he suddenly found a part that bothered him. Two large jakdus were lying face up. They looked well maintained due to their shine, but they were only shiny on the outside. Grid's insight could tell that there were many

'Let's sharpen their blades.'

the ritual was almost all prepared and the traditional Korean percussion quartet, located to the left and right sides of the ritual table, were striking the janggu, a traditional Korean drum, and the kkwaenggwari, a small gong. The shaman at the center of the ritual area poured clean water and prayed to the gods. Meanwhile, Hwang Gildong coordinated the overall situation with

a layer of pine

since his personality was originally so diligent. He started to sharpen the blades using sandpaper without having to take out a hammer and anvil. It

who was praying while twirling with her palms together, soon slowly opened her eyes. Her eyes were clearer like a person who had finished a long meditation. At first glance, it seemed like

even if

the god she served and thought she wasn't

Phoenix and God Black Tortoise are getting closer... I'm going to get

She spoke informally in the voice of an old man who seemed to smoke more than three packs of cigarettes a day. It wasn't enough that she used Hwang Gildong as a servant when he was the head of

Grid. Rather, she consciously avoided him. She didn't look at him once and

has been a

-Welcome, Overgeared God.

Red Phoenix and the Black Tortoise arrived at the scene. To be precise, it was their 'consciousness,' not their bodies. They descended through the Heart of the Red Phoenix and the Shell of the Black Tortoise that Grid possessed. The situation was explained to them by Hwang Gildong's clone, who

spread out her fan and shouted, "Oh, how distressing! I feel sorry for the Blue Dragon and the White Tiger, who have endured the humiliation for so many years! If

Jingle jingle jingle!

fan made a loud bell ringing sound as it hit the top of Hwang Gildong's head. She seemed

result, he caught the shaman's attention and was

the ritual site

shaman criticized the yangbans, but had no intention of inflicting direct harm. This proved that the god specialized in rituals,

Drum drum drum~!!

sound of drums and gongs grew