Overgeared

“Anyway... I can understand why Hanul still hasn’t recovered.”

Hanul was a disgraced god who barely escaped with his life after running away. It was easy to speculate that he had been mortally wounded. He also invested a huge amount of resources into creating a dimension. He couldn’t afford to care for his wounds.

Grid tried to lighten the mood and the Blue Dragon responded to Grid.

-It is impossible for him to recover on his own. The fact that he was defeated when he had the hierarchy of a God of the Beginning means he must’ve suffered a significant loss.

“......”

The higher the hierarchy, the greater the loss when failing—Grid’s face stiffened as he realized the obvious.

‘I should be more afraid of defeat in the future.’

Grid’s status had risen steeply. It was the result of repeatedly fighting and winning against an enemy stronger than himself. It was the secret behind how he managed to compress the years needed to make up for what he was lacking, but it was also a weakness that Grid had honed himself.

He had a hierarchy that ‘must’ be within the top 10 of the world.

Grid’s position had become too high. It was to the point that the loss he would suffer in the event of a failure had reached an unimaginable realm. It meant he should use Hanul as a teacher.

Grid repeatedly vowed to be more careful in the future. He reminded himself several times that he shouldn’t be overconfident in his strength and power. He should put reason ahead of emotion.

‘Let’s not act rashly.’

Fortunately, the good news was that most of the territory of the surface and hell had become the domain of the Overgeared World. It meant Grid had a huge sensory organ the size of a dimension. Of course, it was a sense where he was only sensitive to certain situations due to all types of practical problems, but this was enough. Essential information poured in at every critical moment.

This was advantageous for quickly detecting anomalies. Just like right now.

-Furthermore... Um.

“......”

There was a fine vibration from Grid’s sensory organ. He felt the waves that occurred when the Blue Dragon’s lightning intervened in the world.

After that, the Blue Dragon’s magic unfolded. Yes, magic. In return for Braham’s acquisition of obtaining pure elements from the Four Auspicious Beasts, the Four Auspicious Beasts learned magic from Braham.

-There is a dimensional gap where ‘traces of light’ remain. I came across it recently. Would you like to see it?

“Traces of light?”

-It is presumed to be traces left by Rebecca’s power. God, if you look at this, it is easy to understand how serious Hanul’s condition is...

“It is a valuable opportunity. Even the Old Dragons don’t have a chance to see Rebecca’s power. Squeak.”

“Let’s go.” Grid moved immediately.

The Blue Dragon flew through the gap in the dimension.

All senses were cut off from reality.

***

Brains and bone fragments scattered along with gushing blood. It was instant death. The arrow that fell just a moment ago contained overwhelming destructive power that lightly trampled on a legend’s ‘immortality,’ which was only temporarily effective.

The surprise attack of an Absolute—it wasn’t strange for it to cause incomprehension.

head and then stuck into the ground. Hundreds of thousands of earth dragons were raised due

rushing toward the earth

slashed at the earth dragons that were rapidly approaching. Of course, they weren’t real dragons. They were simply ‘piles of stone rising from the cracked ground’ that

is no perfect being in the world,” the old

was why Grid disliked the daoist immortals. They made him

hand, Kraugel wasn’t particularly dissatisfied with the old man’s way of speaking. He understood what the other person meant. He said, “I will believe you. Please evacuate the imoogi while I block

was someone who calmly criticized the heavenly gods who had reigned as Absolutes for a long time, yet he nevertheless couldn’t deny that he, too, was an Absolute. Now he raised blue clouds. It

ground between Kraugel and the old man,

feet that was being sucked

sword carried its master and moved forward, shattering the earth dragons and reaching Hwang Gildong, who had started to turn to ash. He

tore off a bit of Hwang Gildong’s blood-soaked coat and put it away. He planned to deliver

is one of Grid’s

happened that was related to the East Continent, it was clear that Grid trusted Hwang Gildong because

I couldn’t protect him...

rage when a certain tune penetrated his ears. It was a performance with a sword as a musical instrument. It was the mark of the sword left by the old man, who outpaced Kraugel in

Kraugel a powerful buff. All his stats rose and the power of his sword increased. On the other hand, it seemed to have inflicted

rumors.” King Sobyeol finally descended. Blood stains remained in the places where the colorful gold clothes soared in the wind. They were trails of the blood that

was wounded as soon as he appeared. It was a rare and shocking

Sword Saint of the present age paid attention to the great bow held in

you helped subdue my older brother’s soul

“His divinity was warm.”

the heat from the falling sun.

be a pity. The arrows you shot would’ve melted and flowed down

cowardly, but you are the exact opposite. You have a fate that won’t

knows? I can’t really relate when looking at the

was both infinitely warm and infinitely cold. His attitude just varied widely depending on who the

used to describe him. It was the reason why most people became

your position and treat you well, but you kicked away your own good

energy, which was quite annoying. The aftermath was great. In response

agitated.

to take any power as its own—the power of King Sobyeol was overwhelming,

the sword energy

left hand, let alone

“......!”

was cut to

sword energy, absorbed by him, neutralized the colorless divinity and repeatedly

card that can be discarded

okay to fail. He

on

Saint, you

that only beings with

can cut the opponent even once, I will give up my

Sobyeol. It was as if he was

the Crazy God and Crazy

was ominous. King Sobyeol wanted to get rid of the Sword Ghost in front of him

careful. The skills of Sword Immortal Yeoam were stronger than expected. A single stroke

power of law were as tricky as the rumors said. It wasn’t known what type

careful not to get hurt prematurely. He could be

movements and started laughing. It was a twisted laugh. It was absurd that he, the son of a god of the beginning and a chief god of the Hwan Kingdom, should be so cautious of just one human being. It was the influence of the present day Sword Saint. His sword,

‘11 seconds.’