Overgeared

‘What a ridiculous monster...!’

Braham unexpectedly stood alongside the Old Dragons and didn’t have time to organize his thoughts. It was because he was immediately on the defensive.

The weapon thrown by Chiyou was flying through dozens of layers of magic circles. The magic circles, built by the Old Dragons themselves, were destroyed with just the barbaric and primitive act of ‘throwing.’

Chiyou’s weapon broke through Braham’s hastily erected shields one after another, losing momentum before stopping only five centimeters away from Braham’s face. This was possible because the power was greatly weakened while piercing through Raiders’ magic circles.

[This hurts my pride.]

Raider’s eyes gradually cooled down as he watched the weapon return to its owner after destroying the magic circles. Gold eyes that seemed to have collected and filled with all the gold that existed in the world—it felt cold, just like metal. The chill gave Braham the illusion of being chilled to the bone.

Nevartan and Chiyou were intertwined. Nevartan’s claws took advantage of the gap in which Chiyou was empty-handed and knocked on Chiyou’s self-defense.

The divinity rising from Chiyou’s body was even stronger than a dragon’s Absolute Defense. It only shook like a wave after being hit by a giant claw and showed no signs of being destroyed. It would appear invincible even in the eyes of most Absolutes.

Of course, Braham wasn’t someone to quickly talk about invincibility.

The God of Wisdom—his wisdom, visualized as an infinite library in his mental world, was like a great sea. He was already devising ways to target Chiyou’s self-defense from various angles.

However, Raiders was the one who got the answer first.

A Gold Dragon—the rumor that he was the wisest among the Old Dragons, who awakened to providence from the moment they were born, was true.

The moment Raiders activated a certain magic, Chiyou’s divinity shook like wildfire. Eventually, his self-defense was shattered. Nevartan’s claws dug into Chiyou’s back and waist, inflicting deep wounds.

‘Did he integrate magic into the flow of divinity?’

Braham had a vague understanding of Raiders’ tactic.

A structure that arose when Chiyou’s divinity formed the framework of his self-defense. Raiders created the exact same structure using magic power and overlaid it over Chiyou’s self-defense. It was magic power imprinted with hundreds of dense destruction spells. It caused a series of destruction in response to the flow of divinity.

At this point, he didn’t even feel the need to shoot a Breath. There was no reason to rely on intuitive attacks when magic alone exerted significant power and was highly usable. It was the inherent greatness of magic.

The golden scales caught Braham’s eye and he realized that Raiders was just as ridiculous a monster as Chiyou.

‘...I already knew this.’

Braham felt like he had fallen to the wrong place in another world, but this actually made him become calmer. He quickly controlled his confused mind and cast magic. It was a chant intended to replicate the magic of Raiders, which was like a miracle. He didn't copy it based on flimsy speculation. As long as it was magic, the God of Magic could understand and reproduce it perfectly.

admit his own mistake. The cost of the failed attack was high. He would soon allow a

left arm, which held his weapon in reverse as he tried to counterattack, ended up bent in a strange direction. It was

as he shifted his attention to Braham. The power to force a proper competition was

cracks were occurring in the mana core, the heart of a magician. The pain was so great that thinking was impossible. He bent over and coughed up dark red blood. It was as if he was about

price of denying the strongest Absolute—the backlash from intervening in the Martial God’s divinity wasn’t at a level that a transcendent could withstand. If it wasn’t for his status as

“Shi...t...”

reputation and screamed out profanities. He hated himself for not feeling something strange when he saw that Raiders didn’t use this magic

it. [You deserve to

an Old Dragon to discuss being qualified with a subspecies. The moment Braham became aware of this face, he realized a chance in himself. The quality of his magic power itself had increased. Rather, the term evolution was correct. It felt like the mana of the atmosphere was absorbed with

“......”

face, which had been distorted due to the unbearable pain,

Nevartan, who was pushed back after exchanging dozens of blows with Chiyou, spoke without hesitation. He was about to engulf Braham in one bite and swallow

Raiders calmed

to them, but... it was a situation where the enemy of an enemy was an ally. If they wanted to improve the odds against Chiyou,

agreed. Braham was starting to harbor some ominous potential, but this potential was only a possibility. He was still

a formation that took the shape

never happened before. Even Grid, the Dragon Knight, had never worked

world

it angry because of the truth that couldn’t be

in the sky and thunder struck. To Braham,

Thump!Thump!Thump!

It was proactive and violent, as if trying to modify the entity

that this was the most important moment of

magic power and reduced to a mindless monster or would he firmly step foot on the threshold of an Absolute...? From here on, it was purely a

and the

power becoming stronger in real-time. He couldn’t control his high expectations and ran wild with excitement. He swung his weapon with a smile that grew increasingly deeper despite his self-defense being repeatedly destroyed by Raiders and receiving

recovery of rounds happened dozens

time, Chiyou’s divinity was clearly

caused the caster tremendous pain every time it took effect. As the number of uses accumulated, it consumed a level of physical

created new magic in real-time and deployed it according to the situation in order to assist Nevartan. If

wings and spread them wide, he shot straight forward and tore Chiyou’s body apart. He continuously dealt pain to Chiyou that far exceeded the pain felt by

several seconds like he was dead. By the time his half-smashed head was fully restored, he was repeatedly seriously injured

deny the God of the Beginning, Rebecca—therefore, their innate qualification to

it last over

task that is completely overturning the structure of magic power, so it is natural

a pain that the mental strength of a subspecies can’t bear.

[It is high.]

and Nevartan were waiting for Braham to join them. The moment Braham woke up after his evolution, there was hope that the three