Overgeared

The sky was terribly dark because it was encroached upon by Nevartan and Bunhelier’s magic power. Even the moonlight was blocked, so it wasn’t visible at all. The ecosystem was affected in real time. It resembled the hell that Baal distorted. Then—

“”Are you going to run away?””

Metatron couldn’t tolerate it. The darkness split and scattered again and again along the trajectory of the rays shooting from their eyes and halo. The world was illuminated once again by moonlight, starlight, and all types of nature and materials that reflected Metatron’s divinity.

“...You are strong,” Biban stated. It was close to admiration.

A man called a god despite being human—he had achieved great achievements with the one swordsmanship technique he honed his whole life and had eyes that weren’t satisfied with the incompetence of others. However, he wasn’t stingy toward Metatron.

The same was true of Hayate. He carefully observed the angel, who used their 18 pairs of wings from various angels to drive the dragon’s huge body. Finally, he praised it. “It seems there are few existences in the world who can compete against this angel.”

“I agree. They would be classified as one of the best among the Absolutes.”

[It is true that the movements are strange and nimble due to the many wings, but that is all. That winged angel is a fool who couldn’t even breathe properly in front of Nevartan. Due to fear, they betrayed my grace in saving them.]

“They look a few levels higher compared to Raphael. Of course, we can’t take Raphael’s skills lightly. The more I thought about it, the more I feel that Asgard’s power is formidable.”

“It is reasonable because it is a dimension ruled by a God of the Beginning. Grid must’ve already predicted it.”

[That bastard who dismissed the favor of your colleague, an Old Dragon, as worthless. Are you going to let such an evil and lowly bastard who doesn’t know manners and ethics act like this?]

“......”

Hayate and Biban, who had been conversing while ignoring Bunhelier, finally shifted their attention to Bunhelier. Hayate expressed sympathy while Biban expressed disgust.

“By the way, why did you challenge Nevartan to a fight?”

[...I decided I had a chance.]

“Sir Hayate asked why you fought with Nevartan.”

[Didn’t I explain that it was because I knew I could win?]

“Is that really all?”

[Then what other reason should there be? My judgment wasn’t wrong. If that winged bastard had helped me and your support had been a bit faster, Nevartan’s heart would’ve been digesting in my stomach by now. This would’ve made Grid’s authority much stronger and the Martial God wouldn’t hastily attack Grid again.]

“......”

As expected, there was nothing good about being colleagues. Biban’s expression that was showing his disappointment with Bunhelier changed along the way. Perhaps the evil and selfish villain in front of him was trying to do something ‘for Grid’...

‘As a result, he just got in the way... well, he can’t help being clumsy.’

In general, dragons were creatures that lived alone all their lives. Additionally, due to their overwhelming abilities and powers, they perceived themselves as the center of the world. They didn’t know how to live together with others. It was a learning process, just like Bunhelier now.

“I understand why you are sorry. But even if we had joined forces, we wouldn’t have been able to help against Nevartan.” It was a pointless loss to obsess over meaningless regrets. Hayate made Bunhelier aware of reality and changed the subject. His eyes were fixed on Cranbel, who was having a fierce battle with Metatron. “In that sense, his ability to stop Nevartan’s Breath is astounding. Is Cranbel really related to the Refractive Dragon?”

The Refractive Dragon might be real...

Hayate had observed several dragons for countless years and had speculated this. Recently, through Grid, he learned about what the Great Robber of the Red Night had been collecting and was almost certain about the existence of the Refractive Dragon. Then today—

He witnessed the sight of Nevartan’s dozens of Breaths being reflected by Cranbel, who possessed the noblest character and strength among the top dragons, and who had scales that often became transparent. The performance of Cranbel, who was thought to be the descendant of the Refractive Dragon due to the characteristics of his scales, raised reasonable doubts in Hayate. Was he really a descendant of the Refractive Dragon?

Bunhelier answered in a surprisingly obedient manner to Hayate, who couldn’t take his eyes of Cranbel.

believed that the Silver Dragons, not Cranbel specifically,

the Refractive Dragon ‘God.’ He acknowledged the existence of

Refractive Dragon really

verge of destruction was the god of dragons. It wasn’t recorded because he appeared only at the end of the

humans. I wonder if this habit

the Refractive Dragon was born because dragons wanted to help

dragons want to help humans?

mind, that was swept up in all sorts of

of dragons that gave birth to the Dragon God, but the wishes of humanity. In the eyes of humans who are facing the end, a

you also only know a little bit about the

How can I fathom God? I don’t know what the other Old Dragons think, but

Dragons. They were still alive when Yatan destroyed the world. It was the hierarchy of the Old Dragons. From a human point of view, their hierarchy couldn’t be broken, even if it seemed insufficient. This

is a chance. I will rip off all of

have no

look kindly at Bunhelier, who declared that he was going to

way

now, I think anyone

going to argue about morality, stop it. Cranbel

sky as a battlefield and coloring the world with a dazzling

can’t afford to

civilian population by adjusting the angle of the Breaths and beams, but that was only possible when they had room to breathe. If Cranbel, who would soon be forced on the defensive, was forced to prioritize his safety over the civilians, then he would give

they were a dragon and an angel. Both were

have a different idea. “I will help

dragons as their main enemies, and even a Dragon Slayer, will

“......”

you forgotten that you are also a

On the other hand, Hayate had a smile on his face as he calmly explained the reason, “It is because I know

there a need for any

the

and turned to Biban, even though

“”God Grid’s presence...””

weapon

the technique and divinity of Only

thoughts poured out toward Biban

Since you are servants of God Grid,

favor toward them. It was the limit of the species, an archangel.

to

clicked his tongue and aimed the Broken Sword. The tip of the broken blade

have to go all out from the

hard to guarantee victory in a one-on-one battle. The angel with 18 pairs of wings had a combat power that exceeded a

divided the world soared up. It had speed and power despite its

immediately split

“”Kuek...””

blocked, but defense was useless. It was a completely different

their body, which had been cut in half, immediately regained its full form.

the two halves of the body

possess the most

which pursued perfection. It was a miracle completed

is only one way to

way to kill Metatron unless dozens of Breaths were overlapped,

Since there were two of them, it was natural to play the role of two. The doubled halos greatly expanded the range of the bombardment, causing a