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.

Nevartan, who had been attacking Chiyou in succession, glimpsed the restored self-defense skill. This made him admit his own mistake. The cost of the failed attack was high. He would soon allow a

changed. Chiyou’s left arm, which held his weapon in reverse as he tried to counterattack, ended up bent in a strange

more than I expected.” Chiyou’s arm was quickly restored as he shifted his attention to Braham. The power to force a proper competition was making this

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 to vomit out all the

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 a god or

“Shi...t...”

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

aware of it. [You deserve to be in

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

“......”

became even more transparent. His face, which had been distorted due to the unbearable pain, became calm. A wild rush of

exchanging dozens of blows with Chiyou, spoke without hesitation. He was about

Raiders calmed him

see Grid’s right-hand man step on the threshold to becoming an Absolute when he was hostile to them, but... it was a situation where the enemy of an enemy was an ally. If they wanted to

potential, but this potential was only a possibility. He was still insignificant compared to Chiyou, who was

end, Raiders and Nevartan re-established a formation that took the

protected by two Old Dragons—it had never happened before. Even Grid, the

world

it angry because of the truth that couldn’t be hidden due

the sky and thunder struck. To Braham, it sounded

Thump!Thump!Thump!

were repeatedly pounded, shaking his entire body. It was proactive and violent, as if trying to modify the entity called Braham to suit its own

was the most important moment of

would he firmly step foot on the threshold of an Absolute...? From here on, it

between Chiyou and the

Braham’s magic 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

rounds happened dozens of

time, Chiyou’s divinity was clearly and

his magic was also slowing down. A dragon’s magic power was infinite and he could cast magic non-stop, but the magic that smashed Chiyou’s self-defense caused the caster tremendous pain every time it took effect. As the number of uses accumulated,

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

them wide, he shot straight forward and tore Chiyou’s body apart. He continuously dealt

dead. By the time

dragons were created to deny the God of the Beginning, Rebecca—therefore, their innate qualification to ‘kill a god’

it last over

like that is the minimum time. It is a task that is completely overturning the structure of magic power, so it is natural

by a pain that the mental strength of a subspecies can’t bear. Is there any chance of

[It is high.]

them. The moment Braham woke up after his