Overgeared

A chilly white sword energy flowed through the small space. It was a structure that prevented the dragon from spreading his wings.

[You are ephemeral. It is a pity that you are so obsessed with trivial things.]

Trauka and Hayate were at the same eye level. Trauka, who polymorphed into a human being, even sealed away his innate energy and magic power. That alone made the dragon killing space lose its value.

“Did you not consider our counterattack? The dragons, who regained their duty, will gradually become organized and efficient. We won’t hesitate to invade human nations and cities if necessary. The half-draconians and other creatures will add strength to our efforts.”

A burn-like wound spread across Trauka’s hand as he stroked the white sword energy. That was it. Hayate’s dragon killing energy became even weaker. It was because in the previous battle, he resisted Raiders’ ‘rewind’ ability while expanding his mental world and consuming Origin True Energy to pierce Trauka’s heart.

The present Hayate was far from a perfect state. It was much more than Trauka, who had suffered a series of battles and received considerable wounds.

“You should’ve prepared for a great war, rather than sacrificing yourself to save a few people and one dragon.”

It wasn’t wrong. Hayate was a strategic weapon. As long as he existed, most dragons wouldn’t be able to act rashly. However, he insisted on taking the lead against the unbeatable Old Dragons. He became worthless. In a word, it was a dog’s death.

“I’m glad you are stupid. I will use your death as the starting point to establish the right order.” Trauka slashed at the sword energy.

Hayate rushed in like he had been waiting. He swung his sword and plunged the Dragon Killing Sword into Trauka’s exposed chest.

“Do you think you can beat me in that condition?”

“That is a stupid question.”

Trauka snorted and slammed his sword down. He didn’t even care about the sword stuck in his chest. He might’ve sealed his magic power to resist the Dragon Killing Sword, but his endurance and resilience were intact.

Hayate’s sword failed to cut through Trauka’s muscles and ultimately failed to reach his heart.

Evasion, counterattacks, and collisions were linked without any time difference. The attacks of the Absolutes who secured a distance had basis and confidence thanks to their insight. It was done immediately and all the swords produced the desired results. Strategies were meaningless.

Hayate’s body flew like a cannonball.

Trauka’s stab contained the power of a meteorite. If Hayate hadn’t twisted the sword to defend himself, his chest would’ve been pierced and he would’ve died immediately. Hayate crashed into the sword energy barrier and crashed down. Trauka was chasing after Hayate when a gust of wind blew at Trauka’s feet. It was the aftermath of the dragon killing energy created by Hayate’s defensive sword.

A foot pierced through the storm and trampled on the afterimage left by Hayate. Hayate rolled over and stabbed Trauka in the waist with the sword held in reverse. It was the feeling of stabbing metal, not flesh.

Hayate corrected the sword that stopped while digging into Trauka’s waist and rotated it once. Then the sword managed to dig a bit deeper and touched Trauka’s pelvis. It was very hard. It was to the point where the sharp edge of the Dragon Killing Sword, made by Grid, disppeared to a certain extent.

Then Hayate’s face exploded. It was the aftermath of being hit by Trauka’s knee. To be exact, it only grazed past his ear but the wavelength created was like an explosion. Hayate’s face was red as his life was saved by just three centimeters. Blood splattered from his ripped ears that were swept away by the wind pressure and splashed on his face.

After that, hundreds of attacks and defensive moves were exchanged repeatedly. Every time Hayate’s sword blurred, three or four light wounds appeared on Trauka’s body. Hayate was clearly superior in swordsmanship.

In the end, Trauka’s whole body was covered in blood and it wouldn’t seem strange for him to die soon. However, he moved smoothly without letting out a single groan. The wounds shedding blood were healing in real time.

On the contrary, Hayate’s body became heavier and heavier despite having few wounds. The tip of Trauka’s sword grazed Hayate’s neck before blooming like a flower.

Trauka changed the shape of his weapon on the fly. A hideous hook was stuck in Hayate’s neck. It tore through arteries and muscles and clung to his neck bone.

“Cough...!”

ripped out and he would die. He desperately

was impossible for him to handle the power of

always persistent.

grew tired of the sight of Hayate breaking his sword and trying to survive. He clicked his tongue while pointing to the sword energy around him that

Dragon Slayer contained in it was as precarious as a candle on

to me... I am... obsessed with trivial things…” Hayate opened his mouth

damaged. Since all his ribs were broken, his upper body bent over and swayed like a marionette whose strings had fallen. Nevertheless,

trivial...

he reflected on his role even more. It was a role he

was completed in order to

noticed that Hayate had completely gray

The completely out of

to be an example to all so his body was always straight

Flinch!

held in Hayate’s completely collapsed hand—it was because it touched his heart. It was a sword attack with a terrible power that

“......!”

eyes were bloodshot as

which had been mostly healed except for a few, were moving unevenly. It was the aftermath of Hayate’s sword that injected the energy of a Dragon Slayer into

than a hair. It was an extremely small, secret weapon made on the assumption that an Old Dragon, which was infinitely large and difficult

blood vessels. In the process, it tore open all the wounds inflicted on the

“Gasp...!”

Cracks quickly occurred. The

screamed. The pain of turning the magic power, which started to flow through his whole body due to the forcibly loosened seal, being turned

How dare this

to immediately get rid of the

burn your

the hand that Trauka swung randomly. He was already immobilized, so

hard to say that he was still alive. In fact, it was like

anger became even stronger as he was

“This bastard!”

killing energy, which had been completely shaking for some

was Faker, who activated

“Yooooou!”

person was Sword God Biban. His expression was distorted more terribly than Trauka, who was roaring and shedding bloody tears. He stabbed Trauka in the chest with the Broken Sword and expanded

“Ku... ock!!”

landscape around

as well as several wilderness and seas, he finally crashed into a desert. The whole desert shook and a huge sandstorm raged. Trauka realized that the situation wasn’t

seen

[You’ve lost your fear!]

sand to soar into the sky. In the end, sharp cliffs were formed throughout various parts of the desert and lava seethed below

red. It was too red to be interpreted as being heated by Trauka’s fire. It was too much to interpret it as being wet with the blood that Biban spilled. Each

A chilly

***

“......”