Overgeared

“There are many tricks, but they aren’t too much of a threat.”

This was how Grid evaluated the daoist immortal, Yeo Yulan.

No one agreed with this.

Yeo Yulan’s technique, described by Grid as a ‘noisy fuss’ or described by Huroi as ‘messy and with little substance,’ placed the members of the Overgeared Guild in all sorts of difficulties. It was strange and complicated, but the gaps were as small as tiny holes in the dam. They had to devote a great amount of time and strength to finding a way to break through.

Grid dismissed it as ‘doesn’t cause any bleeding’ and Huroi said that the ‘damage will be small if you allow it once or twice,’ but Yeo Yulan’s offensive sent chills down the spines of the members of the Overgeared Guild several times.

It was because it had a high destructive power and an ability to impede the speed and resilience of the target. The members of the Overgeared Guild would be partially incapacitated as long as they allowed even one attack. Their abilities were weakened in many ways, so it was practically fatal.

Contrary to Grid’s assessment, the daoist immortals were very powerful existences. It was natural. A daoist immortal was special just from the background of their birth.

A transcendent who ascended to heaven after attaining enlightenment. The reason they were daoist immortals was because they were really close to being a god. In fact, they were classified as half-gods.

The old man in front of them seemed to have a higher rank than Yeo Yulan. Yeo Yulan was thought to be the best of the daoist immortals, but as always, the world was wide.

Hwang Gildong suggested, “Even if the two of us cooperate, the odds of winning seem to be small... isn’t it better for you to sacrifice yourself? Sword Saint, you handle him while I will look for the imoogi."

“Will you be able to take on the imoogi alone if you find it?”

“How can I know that? The imoogi has always been treated as a de facto divine creature in legend. Due to the many twists and turns in the oral story passed down over the years, it is almost impossible to gauge its skills.”

“If you are unsure about the odds against the imoogi, then let’s fight here together. Isn’t it better for the two of us to work together?”

“You seem to have a temper compared to your calm tone. Does a Sword Saint only think about fighting? The reason why I studied the teachings of my ancestors and carved them into my heart was to gain the wisdom to resolve all types of situations peacefully. There is no guarantee that I will meet and fight the imoogi."

The old man warned them, “Stop thinking about stealing the imoogi. It isn’t something that can be coveted by a clumsy person.”

“When did I say that I am going to steal it? Daoist immortal, don’t misinterpret my longing for peace. No, why is the Sword Saint looking at me like this? Is it possible that you are so caught up in his technique that you can’t tell the difference between enemies?”

Hwang Gildong reacted very sensitively to the word ‘stealing.’

The culprit was always the most embarrassed one.

Kraugel stared at him indifferently before raising his sword at an angle. The orange divinity forming a sunset on the sword splashed like lightning. It was affected by the waves of sword energy. The amulets flooding toward Hwang Gildong were immediately torn to shreds when intercepted by the sword.

The eyes of the self-righteous old man were piercing as he said, “This is an achievement that your predecessors wouldn’t have gained at your age.”

“Of course.”

Kraugel’s Twilight was different from Grid’s Twilight. Due to the deterioration in the quality of the materials, it was clearly one grade below. However, it had a few strengths that Grid’s Twilight didn’t have. It was spirituality. Kraugel’s Twilight developed special abilities several times in the process of growing with its master.

One of them was the ability to use overwhelming cutting power to disrupt the very essence of the target. It strengthened the power of the Sword Saint to ‘cut anything’ to the limit.

It was the cause of instantly destroying the magic contained in the amulets in an instant. It was due to being overgeared.

Kraugel enjoyed the effects of Grid’s items from the beginning, while Biban and Muller only came into contact with them in their later years.

him answering ‘of course.’ He said, “Your crazy personality has also surpassed

that someone who has ascended to the heights of enlightenment should

Gildong must be

who realized this and formed a strange consensus. The old man was indifferent. He waved his

ground that Kraugel was standing on muddy. Other amulets created a blade-like wind that slightly softened the

weather kept changing. It was doing what Mother Nature did on

abilities and his abilities was obvious. Lauel’s ability to affect the weather was simply to bring rain or typhoons. In return for affecting the battlefield range, it had a

other hand, the old man adjusted the weather more finely. The temperature, humidity, and wind

‘The power of law..’

in sweat. The dopo fluttering in the wind unfortunately obstructed his

“...!!!” Kraugel’s eyes widened.

man drew his ‘sword’ and held it. Kraugel thought it would be easy to fight,

It was due to strength draining from his wrists and fingers in the aftermath of blocking

‘What?’

old man didn’t give Kraugel

breath and quickly removed his sword. However, every time he defended against a blow, Kraugel’s grip weakened. It reached the point where he almost

the sword’ weaken. It was the feeling of forcibly releasing the sword.

blue clouds surrounding the old man became thicker. Kraugel saw that it was the high-ranking martial art of ‘True Clouds’ that he had learned from the East Continent in the

elasticity of the sword

‘...Sword Immortal.’

Saint from his sword. It even obscured the Sword Saint’s ‘authority’ to read the target’s sword trajectory. There couldn’t be many such beings in the

realized this and his fighting energy faded like it was

He suppressed himself.

he was intimidated by this technique that was close to an illusion technique, became

thought logically. He vaguely understood why the old man in front of him, who was so great that he was reminiscent of an Absolute,

I shed my personal identity

more than life. I even glimpsed a faint madness from your attitude of willingly watching the common people

of a madman, who is obsessed with enlightenment until ascending to

in the world. Is the secret protection of the imoogi

The price of dipping my foot into the world is great.” The expression of the old man as he expressed his dissatisfaction was still calm. Surprisingly, he didn’t seem offended. “In conclusion, it is the correct answer. The imoogi

a great divine creature that should be prioritized over the Four

a divine creature, it is a monster. It is a monstrous god whose existence itself is

are protecting

think of this imoogi as separate from the Hwan

conversation, he immediately grasped most of the situation. “Imoogi... Aren’t the gods

“......”

answer. He

old tree. It was hard to fathom how long he had been watching this

areas that emitted a lung-dissolving mist and was completely cut off from foot traffic. The evidence was that it hadn’t

“......”

tell Hwang Gildong to persuade the old man with his characteristic rhetoric. However, Hwang Gildong was quiet. He had been maintaining a silence that didn’t

of the saying that things usually considered insignificant couldn’t be found when urgently needed. In the

explained. He didn’t say anything about Bunhelier. He just revealed that a great god called Grid wanted the yeouiju. He persuaded the old man that if the yeouiju was entrusted to him, the Hwan Kingdom would no longer be able to target

it didn’t work. There was

said, “I’m well aware of his feats. It was told through the thoughts of the people carried by

State? It happened the moment when Kraugel grasped