Overgeared

The combat situation wasn’t bad.

The stage was a trump card that Hayate and the tower members had been thinking about for hundreds of years.

The battlefield created on the assumption of a battle against a dragon had a tremendous effect. The ground drawn with Abellio’s brush didn’t only exist below his feet. It took root in the ground in all directions in the form of diagonal, straight, or curved lines. It was imperfect, but it was a square.

This meant that a ceiling existed in every direction. It was a structure that restricted a dragon’s ability to fly. Additionally, the magic stones that resisted physical force and the strange rocks that absorbed magic power were exquisitely arranged along the road. Each one served as a barrier to protect the tower members and a maze to make the dragons cautious.

The bombardment of the Tomb of the Gods from outside the battlefield further hindered the march of the dragons, who seemed to be spinning in a wheel.

The Overgeared Cannons—they were the work of Only One God Grid. The Overgeared artillerymen army, which had grown through all types of raids and battlefields, amplified the power of the cannons by several times.

They might not be able to penetrate the dragon’s Absolute Defense, but they shook it little by little. The scales of some dragons shook when the bombardment rained down.

Yura and Jishuka’s sniping repeatedly pierced the gap in the scales and caused significant wounds.

The group of dragons reacted quickly. They designated Yura and Jishuka, who delivered powerful attacks even from a distance, and the hundreds of Overgeared Cannon Cannons, as the top targets and fired Breaths.

Every time, the Tomb of the Gods tilted from side to side. It rose and lowered in altitude to avoid some of the Breaths. This was possible thanks to the strange rocks installed on the battlefield. In order for a dragon to fire a Breath, it was necessary to avoid the rock formations and aim. Thanks to this, the speed of shooting the Breaths was very slow.

‘Even considering that, it is a near-perfect evasive maneuver.’

Lauel felt satisfied. The person who was currently controlling the Tomb of the Gods was none other than Zibal. The rare class called ‘Ancient Rider’ judged the Tomb of the Gods to be a ‘ride’ and helped it move according to his will.

“It is literally a god’s weapon.”

Biban repeatedly admired it.

An airship that could hold firm even with several Old Dragons on board it. The Tomb of the Gods was the essence of magic, science, and all types of powers. It was even classified as a ‘territory’ and belonged to the Overgeared World. It had a beneficial effect on those who served Grid and gave a strong sense of oppression to the enemy.

“This is our only chance now that Hayate has bound the Old Dragons' feet. Try to break through the battlefield as soon as the time comes.”

Cranbel was in charge of the top dragon, who was difficult to deal with.

Biban interpreted the situation positively, but he wasn’t being arrogant. The goal was to retreat safely. He judged that this was only possible as long as the battlefield that Abellio drew was maintained.

“As you said before, it seems quite advantageous... wouldn’t it be nice to fight here?”

Chris carefully gave his opinion.

A chance to slash a dragon. It could also possibly kill one.

If he made a significant contribution to the death of a dragon then he could become a Dragon Slayer. It was a never-before-seen opportunity. Chris judged that they should make the gamble and a significant number of the members of the Overgeared Guild agreed.

Biban cut off those thoughts at once. “Sir Abellio’s painting isn’t permanent.”

No further explanation was necessary. The current situation was favorable due to the battlefield that Abellio drew. The moment the square battlefield holding the group of dragons disappeared, the tide would turn immediately.

In fact, the magic stones and strange rocks that hindered the advance of the group of dragons were being destroyed. The magic stones collapsed due to the dragons’ swinging paws and tails, while the strange rocks collapsed due to magic. There was a scene where the tower members still left on the battlefield were desperately fleeing.

“Additionally, the Old Dragons will arrive soon. There is really no chance or hope then,” Biban added with a dark expression. It was a statement that seemed to take it for granted that Hayate, who was confronting the Old Dragons somewhere, would be defeated.

He felt a deep sorrow.

Lauel nodded. “Let’s pick up all the tower members and retreat.”

In the first place, the goal of this expedition was to rescue the tower members. They weren’t able to help the most important one, Hayate, but they shouldn’t make Hayate’s sacrifice be in vain. As many of the tower members had to be saved as possible.

Just then, the battlefield shook.

couldn’t cope with the breaths of an intermediate dragon

started flying.

wasn’t a particularly good decision. The Tomb of the Gods was part of the Overgeared

[......!]

dragons was startled as he arrived at the airship and opened his mouth. He realized that the circulation of magic power needed to shoot the Breath had slowed significantly. The dragon quickly realized that the space itself was

of a Dragon Slayer weakly dwelled in the sword energy that could cut anything. It penetrated

so, isn’t it too much to

weren’t even scales

grabbed his sword with both hands. He swung

fell to the Tomb of

the Overgeared Guild rushed in like wildfire. Like starving demons, they stabbed at the dragon with weapons or poured out magic and skills. Unfortunately, it didn’t cause any significant

in status while others gained achievements or titles. There were differences depending on the individual’s position, but as

sword once again and

Overgeared Guild turned to ash and the disgraced low-grade dragon escaped under the cover of chaos. Massive damage was inflicted everywhere. If the tanks, including Vantner and Toban, hadn’t

is a really great

the Breaths. Ruby’s heals focused on him but her expression was

from the battlefield. They didn’t hastily approach the Tomb of the Gods. They kept their distance and fired one Breath at a time. That alone caused a third of the members of the Overgeared Guild to be destroyed. It was safe to say that everyone except for

glad there is a

could fire the Breaths in an unlimited manner, but the ordinary dragons were subjected to considerable restrictions. Each Breath fired had at least two minutes of cooldown. Of course, this didn’t

of magic. The inability to shoot a Breath didn’t

“This shit.”

filled Vantner’s vision. Tsunamis that could engulf a city, tornadoes filled with lightning, a rain of flames, the soaring earth, and the raining meteorites, etc. Each

Tomb of the Gods was attacked from all directions. He was going

as Vantner cursed and raised his

who just died, resurrecting and rushing toward them. They

what was the

reality was different. The Overgeared members who died and came back were definitely stronger than before. Once a dozen or so grouped up and joined forces, they were able to handle the magic of a dragon. The reward of damaging

better not to target

when their magic was blocked, a few intermediate dragons turned their backs

A magician who used magic unfamiliar even to dragons—unless they could do something about that ‘moving dimension,’ it seemed like it would take a

they didn’t feel much hostility toward players.

tower members are

dragons retreated one by one and returned to the battlefield, Lauel became impatient. He noticed that they were targeting the tower members who

of the dragons ahead of him and repeatedly jumped, allowing him to arrive at the battlefield

Radwolf first. The magic machine carrying him was swept away from the battle between Cranbel and Kubartos. He

I can’t bring the

How much effort didn’t I

stuck in the crevice

no time to feel relieved.

were the next targets to be rescued. He decided that the other tower members could hold on against the dragons for a

except for Kubartos, focused their senses on him. Based on the situation, they saw through his psychology

to fight endlessly,” Ken said cheerfully

still bleeding. It was because it was a wound made by the claws of a green dragon. The effect of

so please

Biban couldn’t stop him.

his energy changed in an extraordinary manner. Before he knew it, his waist-length hair had turned gray.

Baaaang!

widened and the fist he swung broke a

instead moved forward. There were holes all over his body

through it properly, the

the heat. Ken was smiling even at the

something that would forever be imprinted

thanks to

a dragon weapon—Grid made it from the bones and scales of an Old Dragon and it

“......”