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.”

in his sword that stretched out. It quickly aimed to pierce the throat of the noble human

intercepted Trauka’s sword. They were the swords of Zik and Mir, Grid’s apostles. The wings borrowed from Sariel were flapping

here with Hayate.” Zik and Mir urged Sariel. Their swords were still crossed. They grabbed Trauka’s sword

Sariel

and activated

“Cough...!”

“Cough!”

swept away by a powerful explosion and flew back helplessly. Sariel had been on the verge of completing the Teleport magic. Now she also spun dozens of times in the

for being

closer behind Trauka’s back as he raised his sword high. It was an

skin melting. They realized the greatness of an Old Dragon and moved desperately. They put all their energy into

Beasts. Additionally, Zik’s runes that contained the divinity of King Sobyeol and the

a foregone conclusion. Nevertheless, there was no guarantee that Hayate could

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

suddenly soared up. It swallowed up Trauka’s torrent of flames that spread out in the shape of a fan and expanded its

Then a dragon appeared in front of them. It was obviously small compared to Trauka, but it was twice as big compared to a normal dragon. The scales were

head tilted at an angle. “Are you Ifrit’s

red dragon didn’t seem to have any intention of having a conversation. She activated

jumped. He grabbed the dragon’s horn, circled around, landed on her forehead and sighed. “Foolish child. What is the point of obsessing over what happened in the Age of Oblivion? If

shift blame to others when you have devoured

she fully demonstrated the power of a

so?” Trauka was pushed far away and was convinced. “You are nothing but a

the Refractive Dragon’s power. The dragons’ behavior during the Age of Oblivion was simply a desire for survival, or their natures. Then

nature that forced other dragons

Night had come.

that it covered Navaldrea’s whole body. Dozens

whole continent heated

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“......!”

number of people were gathered around him. They were the tower members, apostles, and members of

glad you’re

a little while

Gods rescued all of the tower members and launched a full-scale

World, the dragons’ front line faltered for a moment. It was only a moment, but Cranbel didn’t miss

enemies were distracted and transferred the Tomb of the Gods from the air to the ground. According to Euphemina, it was a ridiculous power. It was safe

this, the group escaped unharmed and joined Hayate. The weather

who needs to

Hayate’s face was stiff. The moment he opened his eyes, he got up and searched for a

and Sariel were

haven’t

“You must rest.”

verge of death just a

and sword energy were also nearly

was clear that he had used up

The dragon armor that resembled Grid’s armor—the battle with the Old Dragons was

sorry but there is no time to waste.”

tower members and members of the Overgeared Guild rubbed their

into thousands of pieces. The bars made from the energy of a Dragon

already disappeared

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

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[U... Ughh....]

comparable to the circumference of a great mountain, was half cut. Red magic power and intestines gushed out like lava. Her tail, which had always

Navaldrea’s consciousness gradually faded.