Overgeared

“I never thought I would crave learning.”

Armor that was ripped as if it had been scratched by the claws of a giant beast—the red-haired man curiously examined the loot made of his own scales. Then he threw it away and laughed. He was such a handsome man that his fierce appearance wasn’t a flaw.

The flame in his right hand turned into a sword.

It was a form made from a large number of scales joined together and had a pointed tip. It looked like the miniature version of a dragon’s tail.

Fire Dragon Trauka—every time he let out a Breath, the giant dragon turned the entire area into a sea of fire. Now he imitated a swordsman in human form.

It was due to the barrier of sword energy that covered the entire sky. Hundreds of millions of sword energy that were shimmering white. Each one contained the dragon killing energy.

“......”

The man standing on the other side of the barrier was silent.

Dragon Slayer Hayate—his flawless demeanor that looked like a noble aristocrat was now a mess. His hair and shoulders were hanging down and black dirt covered his white shirt. There were traces of dry blood.

“You are bothering me until the end.”

There was no mockery in Trauka’s complaining attitude. The human in front of him dared to hunt dragons and gain the dignity of an Absolute. He was worthy of respect.

Trauka realized it after fighting today. The hatred he had for the Dragon Slayer over the past thousand years had faded.

However, it was right to kill him. It was the duty of the defender of providence.

The giant golden dragon, who had been watching the situation, opened his mouth, [I will head to the east first.]

Gourmet Dragon Raiders—one of the Old Dragons bore a distinct scar.

His self-defense, which boasted the power of Absolute Defense, fluttered precariously like it would disappear immediately. The scales that had fallen off from various parts of his body couldn’t be easily regenerated.

“Yes, I will finish off this place and join you.” Trauka nodded. At the same time, Raiders left the scene. He headed for the East Continent rather than pursuing the remnants of the tower. It was because there was a request for assistance from Nevartan. He seemed to be struggling with the Martial God.

“...You should’ve just lived according to providence. The greed of the foolish Goddess made many people, including you, wander.”

Trauka peered into Hayate’s blue eyes. They were eyes that were losing their light. This great human was dying in real time. The barrier of sword energy blocking Trauka’s advance was like a last will and testament. He couldn’t pass through it...

It contained a strong will to protect the tower members.

“It is a pity.”

The human beings of this world weren’t supposed to be great. It was because the fate given to them was to be the entertainment of beings who descended from a higher dimension. But was it a mortal instinct?

Humans had a tendency to overcome their limitations. Maybe it was a tenacity born of ignorance, but... in any case, such great beings often bloomed. It was to the extent of forcing learning on the Old Dragons who were perfect from birth.

Trauka pulled at the hilt of the sword. His goal was to destroy the barrier created by the sword energy of the Dragon Slayer. He would definitely cut off Hayate’s lifeline on the other side of the barrier...

The hundreds of millions of sword energies filling the sky fluctuated in unison and a sharp sound followed. The principles and structure of the dragon killing energy.

Trauka had insight into it from the start. He just found it difficult to destroy with a dragon’s innate magic power and strength. Therefore, he took a human form. Not only did he change his appearance, but he also sealed his strength and magic power. He took on ‘human swordsmanship.’

This was the result. The sky, which had been encroached upon by the dragon killing energy and dyed a pure white, vibrated and regained its blueness. It was the aftermath of Trauka wielding swordsmanship made from referencing Hayate’s swordsmanship and precisely slashing the point that was the nucleus of the sword energy barrier.

The hundreds of millions of white blades vanished in a fleeting manner.

“Please don’t be reincarnated.”

goodbye that was like a curse. There was no hesitation in his sword that stretched out. It quickly aimed to pierce the throat of the noble human being who was always upright despite the

this moment, two swords flew in, crossed over each other and intercepted Trauka’s sword. They were the swords of Zik and Mir, Grid’s apostles. The wings

and Mir urged Sariel. Their swords were still crossed. They grabbed

happened the moment Sariel nodded

your own.” Trauka laughed and activated the magic and energy

“Cough...!”

“Cough!”

been on the verge of completing the Teleport magic. Now

master for being possessed

high. It was an optical illusion created by

the pain of their skin melting. They realized the greatness of an Old Dragon and moved desperately.

Additionally, Zik’s runes that contained the divinity of King Sobyeol and the halos of light and divine

a foregone conclusion. Nevertheless, there was no guarantee

torrent of flames. It destroyed all the defenses of the apostles

meters in diameter suddenly soared up. It swallowed up Trauka’s torrent of flames that spread out in the shape of a

to this. Then a dragon appeared in front of them. It was obviously small compared to Trauka, but it

tilted at an angle. “Are you Ifrit’s

for my mother.] The unidentified red dragon didn’t seem to have any intention of having a conversation. She

and sighed. “Foolish child. What is the point of obsessing over what happened in the Age of Oblivion? If you have to blame someone to get rid of your resentment, blame the goddess who sealed the

shift blame to others when you have devoured so much of

so, she fully demonstrated the power of a direct descendant of Fire Dragon Trauka. Even

far away and was convinced. “You are nothing but a residual

by the Goddess’ curse. All she had done was seal some of the Refractive Dragon’s power. The dragons’ behavior during the Age of Oblivion was simply

his original nature. The part of the terrible nature that

Night had come.

released the Polymorph. His wings created a shadow so huge that it covered Navaldrea’s whole body. Dozens

whole continent heated

***

“......!”

scream awakened Hayate’s consciousness. A large number of people were gathered around him. They were the tower members,

I’m glad

a

the Gods rescued all of

types of attacks from the moving Overgeared World, the

Tomb of the Gods from the air to the ground. According to Euphemina, it was a ridiculous power. It was safe to say that the Tomb of the Gods

unharmed and joined Hayate. The weather

who needs

Hayate’s face was stiff. The moment he opened his eyes, he

Sariel

wounds haven’t healed

“You must rest.”

exaggerating at all to say that he had been on the verge of death just a moment ago. It was impossible for

sword energy were also nearly

pouring the mana potions, it was clear that he had used up his Origin True

that resembled Grid’s armor—the battle with the Old

no time to waste.” Hayate’s hand holding the sword blurred

of the Overgeared Guild

front of them and then divided into thousands of

disappeared

Biban’s sharp eyes widened and he raised his power to smash the

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[U... Ughh....]

was half cut. Red magic power and intestines gushed out like lava. Her tail,

Navaldrea’s consciousness gradually faded.