Overgeared

The god of the surface and the king of hell were fighting in a thunderous manner. Compared to them, a very small and insignificant black mouse hid in the rubble of the collapsed castle.

‘This is for the best right now.’

Squeak squeak! Squeak!

The round eyes of the mouse weren’t shaken as he cleaned his fur that was soaked with blood that poured like torrential rain from the Absolutes. It was proof that he had confidence in his judgment and actions.

It was natural. An Old Dragon was a being who believed ‘my way is the truth.’ He had polymorphed into the form of a lowly creature, but Bunhelier never doubted himself. He didn’t even feel shame. It was because his very existence was an honor. It didn’t matter what he looked like or what he did. The value of an Old Dragon was immutable, but...

‘Baal has better defenses than I expected. He is unrivaled when it comes to tricks.’

In the process of collaborating with Baal in the past to drive Nevartan insane, Bunhelier was unknowingly cursed by Baal. Not only was he unable to exert his full power in hell, but he was also bound as soon as he became targeted by Baal. He tried his best to resist, but it was useless. Baal had prepared more means and methods. Bunhelier was at a disadvantage because Baal was in a position to control all of hell.

In any case, facing Baal head-on in his current state was nothing but suicide. He hid in the form of a mouse. It was just like before. The moment when Baal’s senses focused on Grid and he narrowed the vision of the hell moon—

Little Bunhelier planned to aim for that moment to run to Grid and get Grid on his back.

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“Bunhelier...! You managed to hide so well in a manner that isn’t befitting your size!” Baal shouted after losing his life once because of Bunhelier, who appeared out of nowhere like an illusion. He didn’t lose his composure just because he died once. He just raised his voice to provoke Bunhelier.

It was meaningless. Despite the provocation, Bunhelier was as quiet as a mouse.

‘This is a headache. He didn’t get caught in the hell moon’s surveillance.’

By sharing his senses with the moon that distorted hell, Baal’s vision extended throughout hell. Most areas could be monitored in real time, except for the areas of Amoract, Leraje, and Eligos, as well as some safe zones. But now was an exception. It was because the vision of the hell moon was heavily focused on searching for Bunhelier.

In fact, Baal had been wary of Bunhelier from the beginning. It was because he was an Old Dragon. He couldn’t let go of the potential of Grid’s Dragon Knight. Baal made it a basic premise of this war not to allow Grid and Bunhelier to cooperate.

Yet he allowed it once. At some point, Bunhelier escaped the surveillance of the hell moon and suddenly appeared to cooperate with Grid.

‘Could it be that he turned into a creature smaller than a human?’

He might be weakened, but he was an Old Dragon. He was a master of magic. In other words, it was easy for Bunhelier to erase his traces. The only way for Baal to find him was to follow Bunhelier with his eyes, but Bunhelier was nowhere to be seen. It could simply be inferred that Bunhelier had ‘become smaller.’

‘There is a high chance he is mixed among demons.’

Baal’s consciousness turned toward the gate. It was the place where Asura’s head and the demons protecting it were fighting against the intruders. There were thousands of demonic creatures there. There was a high chance that Bunhelier had changed into the same appearance as them and mixed in with them.

the form of ‘dogs.’ He was dumbfounded when he imagined that an Old Dragon had polymorphed into the shape of a dog.

thinking about dogs. He never imagined that a dragon would polymorph into

bastard who isn’t obsessed with pride. You are the only Old Dragon that has ever turned into a demonic creature and

again according to Baal’s will during the provocation. Tens of thousands of eyes watched the demons

“......”

humiliation of turning into a mouse to catch Baal off guard. He felt respect and gratitude for Bunhelier, who came up with and carried out the

have to do my best as

times by now. However, Baal became stronger than expected and Grid only managed to kill him five times. It wasn’t

the worst of the Old Dragons—in many ways, he didn’t think highly of Bunhelier, but Bunhelier was still an Old Dragon. In a new and

him. He carefully calmed down

sword dance below a five fusion

just a single six fusion sword dance. Basically, there were too many movements. He had to do all six sword dances to complete the six fusion sword dance. If it was blocked in the process, it would be judged to be a sword dance that was less than

Baal would

from the Martial God’s secret techniques. He also checked the types and functions of the magic he learned from Braham and the skills attached

killed by Grid. In other words, he was denying the path that Grid had walked. Ironically, Grid

brawl. It was also a stage where Grid’s life was being put to the test. Above all, the

The swords and shields

binding together to form a circle. It was brilliant, unlike the black sun created through Baal’s magic. Grid stood in the center of the sun and transformed Twilight. It was a greatbow resembling Trauka’s roaring head. It was the dragon weapon he made

[Fire Dragon’s Roar]

[Rating: Myth.

Infinite Attack Power:

arrow’s attack power is affected by the user’s strength, agility, intelligence, and the total amount of

the fewer the

greater the number of arrows on the

longer the time the bowstring is pulled, the more the

time the bowstring

The absolute hit rate is always

The constant burst firing rate

Etc, etc.

Dragon’s Roar was optimized for archers. However, various effects were added to the Fire Dragon’s Roar that Grid reproduced with Twilight. It was

chance of neutralizing the target’s defense skills, magic, and

Additional attack power is applied against Great Demons, Archangels, Gods,

attack power of the weapon is

probability of

the original. It was the result of the growth of Greed. It was

divinity—the fully pulled bowstring aimed at Baal and fired with a roar. The impact