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.'

and the White Tiger had a bad relationship. It was as natural as the change of seasons and countermeasures were put

Jingle.

reminded him of Martial God Chiyou. Of course, Chiyou wouldn't come here. The sound of the bells came from the bells hanging on

like preparing for a

the woman dressed like

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

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

ritual was a means of taking

Unsealing the seals...

of Hwang Gildong and the

also thought it

put a lot of effort into sealing the Blue Dragon. As a result, the Blue Dragon was sealed much more thoroughly into the Blue Dragon Dao than any of the other gods. Rather, it is more accurate

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

see." Grid respected the unfamiliar culture of the East

a shaman also a hidden

held captive by Baal. As long as a shaman's specialty was necromancy, Grid hoped that he would be able to get help in many

it possible to call a target that exists in

Most of the gods are in a place far

to call the gods... you can't target

"Yes."

"......"

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

'Let's sharpen their blades.'

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

a layer of

covetingsongpyon. He naturally found something to do since his personality was originally so diligent. He started to sharpen the blades using

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

feel divinity, even if it is

by the god she served and thought she wasn't a quack like other members

God Black Tortoise are getting closer... I'm

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 the group, but she also

him. She didn't look at him once and treated him like he

been

-Welcome, Overgeared God.

the Heart of the Red Phoenix and the Shell of the Black Tortoise that

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 humans hadn't forgotten them, you wouldn't have suffered the humiliation of being brutally defeated by

Jingle jingle jingle!

loud bell ringing sound as it hit the top of Hwang Gildong's head. She seemed to be scolding

Sword Demon laughed like he liked it. As a result, he caught the shaman's attention and was also hit on the head by a

to be stabbed by the shaman's actions, slowly retreated. It was as far away from the

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

Drum drum drum~!!

sound of drums and gongs