Overgeared

[I’ll be blunt.]

His gaze, that went backwards in the aftermath of his half-severed throat, straightened up. It was in a natural manner.

King Sobyeol didn’t die easily. The muscles melted by Bunhelier’s Breath and the bones torn apart by Grid’s Twilight were quickly restored with his divinity.

A true god was a concept. They didn’t perish unless they were forgotten. The body was just a tool necessary for activities. King Sobyeol was the son of a God of the Beginning and his body was a tool worthy of joining the discussion of the strongest tool.

[Cooperate with me to punish Asgard. The favors I have shown you over the years aren’t small. You can trust my suggestion.]

Grid thought, ‘People who have ulterior motives are like this.’

In fact, King Sobyeol’s position of wanting to cooperate with Grid was actually very reasonable. For him, Asgard was the home he had to reclaim.

However, Grid didn’t consider King Sobyeol’s position. It was due to the prejudice created by the experience of almost being stabbed in the back by Amoract. There was no way he could trust King Sobyeol, who dropped his own brother into hell.

[...Think carefully.] Once there was no answer, King Sobyeol tried to persuade him again. It was to his advantage for the conversation to drag out longer. Chiyou must’ve felt Grid’s presence and would soon descend here. Then King Sobyeol would have the upper hand in the negotiations.

[Think of the benefits of working with me. You must be fully aware that the situation is against you, right?]

There was a limit, no matter how fast the speed of their intent was.

Only a few seconds had already passed since Grid’s appearance.

King Sobyeol held out well against Grid, who united with the Evil Dragon and poured out all his strength. It was the power of an Absolute.

Grid must’ve felt it as well. It would be burdensome to engage in a conversation. Grid must’ve noticed that it was impossible for him to retreat before Chiyou arrived.

“Are you done now?” Grid retorted as he looked at King Sobyeol, who didn’t hide his confidence. Then Grid swapped his sword.

King Sobyeol’s head cocked at an angle. For a moment, he didn’t understand why the conversation was cut off. He realized the situation only after he felt the present day Sword Saint’s presence getting closer.

[You have too much confidence.]

Kraugel’s swift approach was achieved due to flying on a sword. He hadn’t fully recovered from his wounds and he wasn’t much of a threat to King Sobyeol.

The reason King Sobyeol was cut by Kraugel’s sword early was purely due to Bunhelier. The cause was that his route was read while he was trying to avoid the Breath of the crazy Evil Dragon, who always acted contrary to common sense.

Now it was different. King Sobyeol was free. It was because Bunhelier, carrying Grid, passed by King Sobyeol and headed for the lake where the imoogi was.

[Are you going to aim at the imoogi without fighting me?] King Sobyeol burst out laughing.

First of all, this imoogi was very strong. It had skin and scales that could withstand the Breath of the Evil Dragon. King Sobyeol had experienced it himself. Moreover, King Sobyeol had no intention of letting the yeouiju be taken away.

[Do you believe that the present day Sword Saint will buy time for you?!] King Sobyeol declared. Then he caught sight of Kraugel’s blade, which had come close to him.

A dragon weapon—it even looked exactly like Grid’s sword. However, the power was significantly reduced.

The power of Grid’s sword that King Sobyeol just experienced... it was powerful enough to send shivers down his spine just thinking about it. At one point, it was even more powerful than the Evil Dragon’s Breath.

[You still have a long way to go, Sword Saint.]

of transcendence wasn’t the opponent of an Absolute. King Sobyeol extended the time

achieve his goal. Kraugel’s wrist, which should’ve been grabbed, seemed to blur and moved to the

King Sobyeol missed it.

[What?]

was divinity that replaced all the blood that had been spilled from him when he was seriously injured by Grid

can cut anything isn’t omnipotent,

premise of ‘the target must be hit’ must be established. This was why the Sword Saint couldn’t face an Absolute in a one-on-one match, no matter how great his swordsmanship. But now, Kraugel slit the throat of King Sobyeol. Coincidentally, he aimed perfectly at the place that had just been cut by Grid. It

[Make Twilight Become Dawn]

[Passive.

rate correction against targets wounded by the

maintained until the target is

and the night

‘grew with their masters.’ Every time the item rating increased, effects were added that could help the master based on the master’s inclination. Make Twilight Become Dawn was one

possible. Maybe it was a miracle created by the resonating of the two

and drew the string of the great bow. Dozens of shots filled with divinity, capable of destroying

avoid them. The opponent was an Absolute. Kraugel had overcome many physical problems such as speed thanks to the absolute hit rate correction effect,

glass-like barrier of magic power was created and destroyed in succession around Kraugel. It was the shield support

strength has increased

has increased

agility has increased

recovery speed has increased

items you have equipped will

health has

bones and organs will regenerate

were

They couldn’t cause a critical wound even aiming for the vital point, but they could prevent

not

“Aura Blade.”

“King Sobyeol...!”

attack and supported Kraugel.

best to attract King Sobyeol’s attention. They

It felt like the group that was originally united around

a small game. He even felt pity. From the point when Grid and the Evil Dragon left, all their wisdom and power had been reduced to being worthless. The present day Sword Saint didn’t deserve to replace

Chiyou. It was King Sobyeol’s sentiment and

[Come.]

me? The moment you cut me, I

same time that King Sobyeol was decapitated, Kraugel’s

in the air and pierced

magic shields of the magicians, who

up blood. It was magic power backlash. They suffered internal injuries in the aftermath of the damage far exceeding what the shields could

targeted and deployed around Kraugel. Obviously, the faster the casting, the more the number

three shields, she had cast ten shields. This meant she received

step back and take a break when I have 0.2 seconds left.” Euphemina’s face turned white and she barely suppressed her trembling voice as she cast the shield again. This was the only way for a magician

huge amount of bleeding that made it hard to believe it was the blood shed from one person. It was all

diagonally severed heads and both eyes had already been cut out for the fourth time. All the muscles in important parts of his body were torn. His body was full of stab or cut wounds, revealing many bones and

just

thought, ‘The opponent is an Absolute. There is

King Sobyeol. There was just a fleeting pause. This was