Overgeared

Chapter 1826

‘By the way.’

The evil eyes’ king who readily (?) agreed to cooperate—Grid’s eyes slowly sank as he smiled at the king. It was because he felt the enemy’s presence behind him. An illusionary body was rising above the surface of the lake. The aftermath of the destructive rays swept over it and caused ripples.

‘They are really nasty, just as rumored.’

An illusionary body—it was a generic term for things that originally inhabited the gaps in dimensions and shouldn’t exist in reality. Here in this lake, an ‘illusionary body that replicates and mixes aspects of the invaders with the highest level or stats and uses them as its powers’ appeared as a boss monster.

“Hah...” The evil eyes’ king lamented.

It was a huge monster with a total length of 20 meters. It had a long body with hundreds of arms and legs wriggling like a centipede and its face resembled Grid's. The hundreds of arms and legs also resembled Grid’s and were mixed with arms and legs that resembled Biban’s.

Kieeeeeek!

The shout coming from the illusionary body caused a storm. It was a storm of blades. It even copied Grid and Biban’s weapons and used them as powers. Every time it opened its mouth, all types of swords poured out of the black abyss.

“Isn’t this the strongest field boss ever?” Lauel said while calming the storm with the power to change the weather.

“I think it is going to drop a precious item.”

It was a rather pleasant voice. It was an effort to relax the tension. Of course, the illusionary bodies couldn’t replicate 100% of the target’s stats and skills. However, now it had cloned Grid and Biban. It was clear that the human centipede was one of the most powerful monsters on the surface.

“Despair can be easily experienced on the surface,” Hexetia, the God of Blacksmithing, said with a regretful expression on his face.

The surface—Grid and countless other hands had cooperated to protect this land and it had accumulated unprecedented power and technology over the years. Despite this, it was still unstable. It seemed precarious to the point of now knowing when it would suddenly collapse one day due to a new enemy.

‘Therefore, he will fight until the end even if it means using a friend as a shield.’

Hexetia’s eyes showed pity as he looked at Grid.

—That there would be true peace on the surface. He thought that this might be impossible forever. It was natural since they were abandoned by the creator in the first place.

Rebecca, the Goddess of Light—from the beginning, she treated the surface differently from heaven. In heaven, angels were appointed as guardians, while the surface was neglected. She took a step back and watched all the events on the surface. At some point, she started to ignore it altogether. There was no room for the rule of ‘it will be protected’ to be established.

It happened the moment when Hexetia felt guilty...

“Let’s use this opportunity to test the power of the sword.” Biban took a step forward. He held a short, blunt sword in his hand. It was a sword whose blade looked like it had been cut in half. It looked like something found in a junk store.

“......?”

Why was the supreme Sword God wielding this...?

the evil eyes’ king were

Kiyaaaaaah!

swinging the Broken Sword. It seemed pointless. There was no way that such a short sword could reach the centipede.

Flash!

“......!”

“......!”

was projected into the eyes of Lauel and the evil eyes’ king—it was a vision in the form of a very large sword. The illusionary body, which had looked as huge as a dragon just now, quickly turned

high enough to reach the sky. The appearance of the illusionary body couldn’t be seen. It was because it was

spread like mist between the sinking pillars of water that were scattering heavy rain. It was the mark left by the death of the illusionary body that had been destroyed by an illusion greater than

“......”

to look at Biban. It

test it properly

that killed the illusionary body with one blow. It was a sword that materialized the mental image he polished into a sword in order to slash a dragon. This was a sword that deserved to cut a dragon. It was right to be powerful enough that others

to check the limit of its power, so it was regrettable that

check the power of the sword for the

with a dragon weapon and armor made from intent. Who could face him? It would

a spar that

enormous offensive power. They had skills that could destroy defense. If they did their best when fighting each other—rather than learning from each other, it would be decided in an instant. There was a high probability that it would be a

to ask Bunhelier. I should be prepared as much as possible

In the first place, there was Bunhelier. It was a dragon that he could cut without

“Certainly, that is true.”

an absurd conversation with calm faces. The one who treated a dragon as item-making materials and the

his gaze to Hexetia. “There was something I wanted to ask if I ever met

“What is it?”

a time when Trauka

is some exaggeration, but it is true. It is

souls of the gods who died at

days his mind wasn’t right, examined Hexetia’s reaction in

are their souls? Have their

silent Grid had the illusion of his

for Baal. The more people died, the stronger Baal became. Would the deaths of monsters and gods apply? If

addition, the aspiration of the supreme

“......!”

“......!”

shocked Grid and Biban also gulped. They were thinking of the worst

that the souls of the gods hunted by Trauka are now in

“That isn’t it. Trauka went on a rampage in Asgard much longer ago than you think. It was

of the gods who

“He extinguished them.”

“......?”