Overgeared

“No, what...”

Both Ibellin and Cork were dumbfounded.

Broken Sword—it happened as Biban pulled out a seemingly useless item and took aim at the fragments of Asura that were approaching at the speed of light...

Their view was blocked by a ‘wall.‘ It was really a wall. The wall that suddenly appeared like an illusion filled their vision. Then there was an earthquake and the wall was lifted.

Before they knew it, they witnessed the scenes of the demonic creatures on the battlefield turning to ash. Thousands of demonic creatures had been slaughtered. The fragments of Asura were also gone.

What happened? It took them quite some time to understand. The two people belatedly realized the truth and fixed their eyes on Biban’s broken sword.

“As expected. It isn’t cut.”

Biban aimed his sword at the sky again.

What they had doubted was actually true. The identity of the wall that blocked Ibellin and Coke’s vision—it was Biban’s sword that rapidly grew in size. It felt like the physical embodiment of the Space Sword, the Sword Saint’s ultimate skill that cut through the world with a sword.

The targeted fragments of Asura flew into the distance like a home run ball and the battlefield split in half. The demons and demonic creatures swept away by the shock either fell to the ground or fell off a cliff to their deaths.

“Hahat! Is the Sword God also overgeared?” Asuka giggled as she clung to the cliff that had just formed. She didn’t show any displeasure even though she almost died. Rather, she seemed to have formed a liking toward Biban.

‘She is an enigmatic person, even though I know her.’

It was true for most of the people gathered around Grid. It was the same for them.

Ibellin glanced at the masked angels who were observing before his eyes widened.

“Behind! Behind you!”

A slime-like flesh was creeping out of the underground entrance that the group had their backs to. It was very suspicious. He wondered if it was part of the red flesh that was fighting fiercely with Yura’s group underground.

The destructive power contained in Ibellin’s sword was enormous. The flesh was shattered with one blow.

Biban looked at the flesh scattering in all directions and cocked his head. “It is strange. I didn’t feel its presence. It is persistent.”

The group’s eyes shifted back to the sky. The fragments of Asura that flew away a while ago were returning. He felt a strong determination to enter the underground area.

“It is better to change the method.”

Biban put away Broken Sword. He stood blocking the entrance of the underground area and glared at the fragments of Asura approaching at the speed of light. The fragments of Asura that arrived were caught by Biban’s hands. Both arms were captured in the left hand and the lower body was in the right hand. Finally, the torso was caught under Biban’s armpit and it was immobilized.

It was a rather unrealistic sight. It was already abnormal that the fragmented body parts were flying around. Additionally, Asura’s arms and legs were twice as large as the average adult man, yet Biban held them with both hands. It was only possible because his hands were as big as pot lids.

Biban had veins bulging from his neck and forehead as he folded all of Asura’s joints. It was a fearsome strength.

He sat down and used as a cushion the fragments of Asura, which had strangely twisted arms and legs wrapped around the torso. Then he spoke to Ibellin, “Look for something to tie it up with.”

“...Yes!” Ibellin and Coke answered with a sudden sense of loyalty. They were thrilled after seeing what Biban had shown. Asuka followed the two of them silently. The angel in the gold mask also chased after the group.

Biban spoke to the man in the silver mask who was left behind, “Your eyes are fierce. Your uneasiness is showing despite the mask.”

“...Haha. It makes me excited that they don’t seem to recognize me at all.”

“You changed your race to an angel and even wore a mask. Isn’t it a problem if you are easily recognized?”

“I guess so...?”

time when the two of them were

“......”

of flesh that had just been shattered were moving slowly. They passed between the rocks and approached the fragments of Asura that Biban was sitting on. There were

Creak.

to his torso and bent in the opposite direction of his joints. He barely managed

“Stay still.”

flesh. At the same time, a powerful explosion occurred. It was an explosion of energy. The origin was Asura, whom Biban

examine the situation. He could see a figure slowly standing up through the thick smoke. It was a headless

“This...!”

torso, and lower body were

only for blood to spew from his mouth. Asura’s hand was piercing his

“Hup!”

the shock.

stopped. It was useless. Asura was forced to let go the moment the sword grew in size. It slashed heavily and soared into the air. Biban supported the angel and went back to the entrance of the

what

concept of a nation or an era and controlled the fate of

“......”

form, was quiet. It was because it didn’t have a head. He didn’t even have nostrils or a mouth, so he couldn’t

Duguen, dugeun, dugeun...

sound was the heartbeat

“...Are you having fun?”

madness irritated Ibellin and the others, who came running at the sound of the commotion. He was

an opportunity to properly check his

looked pleased to see

***

There was no invincibility.

telling him this

vampire cities, to Belial, the great demon who invaded the surface for the first time, the yangbans of the East Continent, the dukes of the empire, the archangels, Martial God Zeratul, and even the

he was ‘unlikely to win against.’ How were all of them now? They were dead, gone, or wouldn’t go against Grid. Grid believed that Baal

with the concept of death at the peak of hell—he was a strong enemy, but

firepower of the demonic army called by Baal. It was thanks to the

‘I will win.’

not vague confidence. Grid’s expedition this time must be successful. He was confident from the beginning and put it into action. It was beyond his calculations that Baal became stronger than expected, but this wasn’t even a variable. It was because Grid

[Die...!]

shouted in a threatening manner. No, it was more than just a threat. It was a real

know how many times

horn to guide her flight path. He headed straight for the newly fired

“Hiik!”

flapping of Nefelina’s wings stopped for a moment. It was only for a moment. Her eyes snapped shut and she flapped her wings again. She risked turning into a rag and rushed in. It was because that was

didn’t want to hurt Nefelina. He hoped to close the distance between them and Baal. He was responsible for Nefelina’s safety by striking the beam with Revolve the moment it was

are 20

temporarily transcended her limits. Originally, she didn’t have the qualifications to activate Dragon

[Kuaaack...!]

a mind-numbing pain. Baal thought that the sword Grid was wielding was really unreasonable. He keenly realized how miserable and painful the feelings of an

That’s right.

Night, Grid, and Khan—the power of Defying the

cruel his crimes had been. Baal

is stronger

could use the creatures even Rebecca couldn’t control as a power in

[Dragon...! Knight!]