Overgeared

Chapter 1816

“How did you notice that he was fake?”

The noise that had been ringing in Biban’s hand as he gripped the giant sword stopped. The last struggle of the giant sword stopped. The guy who had been twisting his big body to escape Biban’s grip was unable to leave Biban’s hands and lost consciousness.

Unity. No, the expression ‘returning’ was correct. The intent in the form of a giant sword merged with Biban’s intent. Now the giant sword was part of Biban. In any case, It was originally Biban.

“Even I was fooled.”

Biban’s eyes were filled with interest and admiration as he asked Grid.

Around two hours ago. At a time when it might’ve felt like years to Grid, Biban clearly sensed that Grid was following him. It was a presence that followed immediately every time he used Shunpo. It definitely contained Grid’s divinity. He naturally thought it was Grid. He recognized that he was searching for the giant sword with Grid.

This was until he heard an explosion. It was only when he heard sounds in the distance that he looked back in surprise and saw that what was standing there was a doll, not Grid. It was a doll made by the giant sword who acted like a master in Biban’s mental world. It had the appearance of Grid and contained his divinity, but it had no expression. It was also strange that it didn’t respond to the commotion.

It was only then that Biban understood the identity and situation of the doll and hurriedly rushed over. Then he was surprised to find Grid, who was overpowering the giant sword. How did Grid figure out the identity of the giant sword that looked exactly like him? It was a difficult question to answer.

Grid simply replied, “There is no way I wouldn’t recognize you.”

“...Hah.”

In fact, he had been fooled. If the personality and manner of speaking of the giant sword hadn’t resembled ‘Biban before becoming a Sword God,’ Grid wouldn’t have noticed the identity of the giant sword until the end. Still, did he really need to tell the truth? Grid calmly hid the truth to prevent Biban from being upset and to protect his prestige.

“That’s right. Our relationship is quite special. If I was in your shoes, I think I would’ve noticed it right away.”

Biban also hid the truth for the same reason as Grid. He didn’t bother confessing that he had been fooled by the fake Grid. It was consideration for the other person and a bit of bravado. The two of them were close to a match made in heaven.

The unity of their mental worlds was easily accomplished. Grid wanted to get out of here quickly, so he immediately opened the Sanctuary of Metal and the mental worlds merged as if it was natural.

“Then I will start.”

Grid took out the hammer and anvil and activated Intent Production. Trauka’s bones and scales and Biban’s intent were the materials.

Biban nodded and helped out. Biban’s sword energy was added to the flames in the furnace that melted Trauka’s bones and scales.

Flames of sword energy—it went through the preliminary work of polishing and crushing Trauka’s bones and scales, not just melting them. It was close to imprinting a sharp shape. The red molten iron that eventually melted and poured out had a sharp edge like a blade. It was hard to imagine how sharp it would become when it was completed as a sword.

Taang, taang, taang!

Grid forged it while consulting with Biban in real time. It was a collaboration between Grid—who inherited the skills of the Blacksmith God, Hexetia—and Biban, the Sword God. It had to be completed in the most ideal form.

However, the form of the sword that gradually took shape was far from ideal. It was out of line even with the usual standards. The shape was so incomplete that he wondered if it was even a sword. The blade seemed to be split. The blade scattered a cold glow rose smoothly from the handle before it seemed to cut off midway. The sword that Grid and Biban painstakingly completed was broken from the start.

“...Are you really okay with this? The imprinted sword energy during the smelting process has become useless at best.”

“It is perfect.”

Grid was worried, but Biban’s expression was bright. A short sword that seemed cut in half. He showed a very satisfied reaction as he held it and swung it, the tip of the blade forming a straight line. He seemed to have returned to the past. The way he smiled and swung the sword that had been cut in half made him look like the swordsman with dementia.

[Broken Sword]

[Rating: Only One

Durability: 9,200~???

Attack Power: 13,060~???]

was incomplete. It wasn’t judged as a

passing dog would recognize it as a failure. However, the truth was

a failure,

be summed up with a single line.

Only One God Grid in a state of mental world unity

with Fire Dragon Trauka’s intent and the intent of Sword God Biban as materials,

to the will of Sword God Biban and its length

It was like Defying the Natural Order when Grid swung vertically or horizontally, stabbed or straightened it, etc etc. It responded to Grid’s will by taking an optimized

Broken Sword grew the moment Biban wanted it. That was all. It was much simpler, but it

in my hand. It seems to

the user (Biban). From the perspective of the creator, Grid had to put the greatest effort into the handle. Grid

of you? I’m afraid

You

“Then I won’t hesitate.”

the wilderness. It was in the direction where

broken sword toward it. He didn’t close one eye or control his

Flash!

a giant sword. The rock that stood 500 meters away

target wasn’t a single rock. The other rocks lined up several kilometers behind the

‘Crazy.’

Grid realized it and trembled. Biban stabbed his sword again and again, wide-eyed. It was a sight

precisely at its target. Even if Grid stood in

sword only slashed what Biban

Broken Sword many times, “Can I lose when wielding this sword? It is like struggling over a seemingly minor problem. Of

Those who can’t be cut must

assume you will meet is too

expression flashed across Biban’s face as he

confront them even though he clearly knew their level. It couldn’t have been tolerated

Grid laughed.

endure it because there were

hopeless reality. It was a bond for Grid. He had

now on, I will

I’ll pay for the

of the hands with hard calluses colliding

***

back to

energy. It was less beautiful compared to Hayate’s pure white armor, but it gave a sense of

amazing no matter how many times I see

alternated between Broken Sword and the Fire Dragon’s Armor as he greeted the two

out into reality. However, it was materialized through Intent Production and came to exist in reality like this. At this

have any problems?” Grid asked while wary

them. He shouldn’t forget

happens that