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.

succession, glimpsed the restored self-defense skill. This made him admit his own mistake. The cost of the failed attack was high.

was thinking this, Chiyou’s self-defense skill was broken again and the future changed. Chiyou’s left arm, which held his weapon in reverse as he tried to counterattack, ended up bent in a strange direction. It was caused by his self-defense skill disappearing the moment Nevartan’s tail

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

Braham was writhing in pain. Tens of thousands of cracks were occurring in the mana core, the heart of a magician. The pain was so great

that a transcendent could withstand. If it wasn’t for his status as a god or his direct descendant body, there was a

“Shi...t...”

care about his reputation and screamed out profanities. He hated himself for not feeling something

became aware of it. [You deserve

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

“......”

even more transparent. His face, which had been distorted due to the unbearable pain,

Nevartan, who was pushed back after exchanging dozens of blows

Raiders

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 improve the odds against Chiyou, it was right to maintain

a possibility. He

Raiders and Nevartan re-established a formation that took

Grid, the Dragon Knight, had

the world watched

because of the truth that couldn’t be hidden due to the eyewitness

thunder struck. To Braham, it sounded like a

Thump!Thump!Thump!

core were repeatedly pounded, shaking his entire body. It was proactive and violent, as if trying to modify

knew that this was the most important

rampaging magic power and reduced to a mindless monster or would he firmly

Chiyou and

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

recovery of rounds happened dozens of times

time, Chiyou’s divinity was clearly

Raiders cast 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, it consumed a level of physical strength and mental strength that even an Old Dragon

couldn’t rest. He created new magic in real-time and deployed it according to the situation in order to assist Nevartan. If Nevartan was to be compared to

and tore Chiyou’s body apart. He continuously dealt pain to Chiyou that far exceeded the pain felt by

the face and Chiyou didn’t move for several seconds like he was dead. By the time his half-smashed head was fully restored, he was repeatedly seriously injured by the pincer attacks from Raiders and

to deny the God of the Beginning, Rebecca—therefore, their innate qualification to ‘kill a god’ was strengthened every

last

is the minimum time. It is a task that is completely overturning

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

[It is high.]

them. The moment Braham woke up