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.

course.’ He said, “Your crazy personality has

don’t think this is an attitude that someone who has ascended

be feeling

this and formed a strange consensus. The old man was indifferent. He waved his hands through the air while

shot water bombs to make the ground that Kraugel was standing on muddy. Other amulets created a blade-like wind that slightly softened the Sword

changing. It was doing what Mother Nature did

weather was simply to bring rain or typhoons. In return for affecting the battlefield range, it

old man adjusted the weather more finely. The temperature, humidity, and wind direction all adversely

‘The power of law..’

covered in sweat. The dopo fluttering in the

“...!!!” Kraugel’s eyes widened.

it. Kraugel

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

‘What?’

man didn’t give Kraugel time

a long breath and quickly removed his sword. However, every time he defended against a blow, Kraugel’s

man made the ‘hand holding the sword’ weaken. It was the feeling of forcibly releasing the sword. If it wasn’t Kraugel, most people would’ve

it was the high-ranking martial art of ‘True

elasticity of the sword that pierced through the clouds

‘...Sword Immortal.’

that separated the Sword Saint from his sword. It even obscured the Sword Saint’s ‘authority’ to read

his fighting energy faded like it was

He suppressed himself.

illusion technique, became humble from

great that he was reminiscent of an Absolute, was protecting the imoogi. “I was taught that daoist immortals don’t

I shed my

seems like you value the rules more than life. I even glimpsed a faint madness from your attitude of willingly watching the common people

madman, who is obsessed with enlightenment

and been active in the world. Is the secret protection of the imoogi here directly related to

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 living in this place is contributing

that should be prioritized over

it is a monster. It is a monstrous

you are

this imoogi as separate

of the situation. “Imoogi...

“......”

man didn’t answer. He affirmed it with

Kraugel of an old tree. It was hard to fathom how long

swampy areas that emitted a lung-dissolving mist and was completely cut off from foot traffic. The

“......”

persuade the old man with his characteristic rhetoric. However, Hwang Gildong was quiet. He had

couldn’t be found when urgently needed. In

say anything about Bunhelier. He just revealed that a great god called Grid wanted the yeouiju.

work. There was

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

happened the moment when Kraugel grasped one more aspect of the old