Overgeared

Extracting materials from items—it was easy for Grid, who had mastered the art of blacksmithing from the time he learned Intent Production. However, red energy literally meant energy. It wasn’t a substance, so it was difficult to extract it with his blacksmithing techniques. The attempt itself was possible, but the probability of success was low.

‘The moment Saharan’s Sword is disassembled, it might disperse and disappear.’

The red energy used Saharan’s ‘lineage’ as its source. Thanks to this, Basara also had it. He heard that her red energy was pretty good, but it was inferior compared to the red energy of the founder, Saharan. It meant there was no substitute if it was lost. This absolutely couldn’t happen considering the fact that Zik had been using Saharan’s red energy for so long.

‘The compatibility of the red energy and Zik is good.’

The essence of the red energy to control matter was ‘intervention.’ It was because he could control the target once he intervened in it. In particular, Sakharan’s red energy was able to intervene in most of the world’s substances, including runes. The rapid transformation of Zik’s runes lay in the acceleration power borrowed from red energy.

“You mean to extract the red energy here, right? Sniff. Yes, I’ll try...”

“You will just try? That level of mindset isn’t enough. Promise that you will succeed.”

“There is no guarantee that I will succeed. How can I make a promise...?”

“Why isn’t it guaranteed?”

“After all, this red energy originally belongs to Saharan.”

It was hard to guarantee that it could be completely controlled unless it was Saharan.

“But we can discuss the possibilities due to the divinity of King Sobyeol...”

King Sobyeol’s divinity had the property of adsorbing any concept it encountered. It treated water and oil, that couldn’t be mixed, as the same substances and mixed them. If Braham’s mental world fully understood, destroyed, or absorbed a concept, the divinity of King Sobyeol omitted the process of understanding and utilized the object as its own divinity.

It was similar, but completely different. If they were discussing which one was better, they would have to conclude that it depended on the situation. However, the coercive force was naturally stronger on the side of King Sobyeol’s divinity. It was fraudulent in that it regarded the target as its own divinity and consequently strengthened its divinity.

“Of course, I can’t just rely on King Sobyeol’s divinity. In the process of extracting and transporting the red energy with King Sobyeol’s divinity, there is a possibility that the red energy will be transformed into divinity... I have to change the nature of the divinity with the runes beforehand. It won’t be easy.”

“Do well on your own.”

“...Yes.”

No matter how long the young Zik talked, it was a problem that Grid couldn’t help with. He dismissed it with the reminder for Zik to focus rather than waste time explaining it to him. Zik figured out the meaning and immediately focused. He checked every rune he remembered and tried to come up with the best words and sentences for the situation.

Grid was examining Saharan’s Sword, which Zik had handed over before entering the mental world.

‘It is a treasured sword with historical value.’

Saharan’s sword was far from a great work. Not only was it made of common steel, but it was also crude. It was a sword made hundreds of years ago, so it was understandable.

the red energy. It contained Saharan’s red energy, but this was virtually useless because there were very few people who could handle

founding of the Saharan Empire—it was the background to one

right to call it

Sword into the blazing furnace. The signal was the young

The boy’s eyes, which were as deep as the abyss of the sea, were the same

that rotated fiercely and formed sentences. They extended toward Saharan’s Sword that was melting in the furnace. There

‘It is a success.’

to the young Zik lost its color. It reverted

‘No, did it fail?’

Grid’s ears

“I succeeded.”

mixed with relief. The red energy absorbed by King Sobyeol’s divinity was stronger than before. The young Zik perfectly did something that the adult Zik had

“Let’s start the production.”

world that Zik had ignored. Maybe this was a source of pain for Zik, but it was right to face it. How could a

need to bring out

Taang, taang, taang!

scales and bones. Each time, the young Zik had to struggle to control the red energy that rampaged with Trauka’s

that Grid and Zik would make together today was more than just a

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a formidable functionality. Every attack spread fear and pain in all directions. All objects contaminated by it were targeted by the red energy and controlled. Every time the attacks overlapped, the range of the spread of pain and the debuff effect increased. It was to the extent where it wouldn’t

doesn’t make sense that it causes splash damage every time

to be happy about. The reason why Zik’s Sword scattered pain was because it meant the world that Zik perceived

showed his instinct to share the pain he experienced with others. It

“I’m embarrassed.”

It was shameful because he felt like he was denying and destroying

problem is the world that caused you to

desperate to keep his dignity. He tried to use as old and elegant a tone as

when your sword will scatter blessings. I’ll make sure of it. Of course, you have to help

“...Yes, my god.”

“Yes.”

of Zik, who had barely regained his composure. He never would’ve

etcetera—Zik had been active as the center of the world since the days when there was no Grid and he was

having an employee who

today, the distance narrowed significantly. It was the aftermath of the unity of their mental worlds. The two of them peeked inside each

of sympathy. It was natural for the distance

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a city that responded to Grid’s every move. News of Grid checking the mental worlds

in the mental

apostles’ exclusive items, comparable to those of Defying the Natural Order, appeared