Overgeared

“It is ridiculous...”

The blue dragon looked perplexed as he stared at Herut’s group that left. His blue eyes were still big and clear. Even in unexpected situations, they exuded an upright brilliance without any wavering. Anyone who saw it could tell that they were the eyes of a good man. It seemed that he would always uphold morality and do only good deeds.

Grid cocked his head and looked at the blue dragon. He tried to let go of any prejudice in anticipation of a second Herut. However, he shouldn’t thoughtlessly have any expectations. It was almost a stroke of luck that Grid met Herut today.

“You started out as an ordinary human being and ended up interacting with Old Dragons. Your temperament is eccentric and generally uncontrollable, creating such bizarre variables.”

Blue Dragon Revola started to define Grid.

“You must be an exceptional person in the world ruled by the Foreign God.”

Half of them had left, but there were still 12 dragons that slowly surrounded Grid.

“You are someone who can’t be appeased and can’t be ignored. It is right to continuously kill you and undermine your status.”

The moment Revola came to this conclusion, Grid was perfectly trapped by the weapons flying from 11 directions.

The weapons that resembled miniature dragon tails—some bent, some expanded, some pulled and some exploded. They were all very diverse. It came from all directions so it was possible to deliver a series of follow-up blows to Grid. This meant Grid was sucked into a vortex of blades. 11 weapons imprisoned him.

“There is no point in petty tricks.”

Revola stabbed his weapon at Grid. Thick ice barriers were raised on all sides around him. There was a thick chill that spread through the air. He blocked the use of Shunpo from the point when he decided to kill Grid.

Then flames rose from Grid’s body. The Red Phoenix’s fire and the White Tiger’s Posture made him even stronger. As a result, Revola’s strike couldn’t pierce Grid’s forehead which had two invisible helmets stacked on top of each other.

Revola wasn’t surprised. He knew that humans from the foreign world could hide their helmet due to Morpheus’ protection. He was talking about the ‘turn off helmet’ option in the system settings. Grid enjoyed the privileges of a player, while the dragons had a perfect grasp of players.

Just then, a rain of steel poured down from the ceiling of the cave.

Most of the weapons that Grid made so far indiscriminately invaded the Old Dragon’s lair.

It was quite a surprise but the group of dragons didn’t relax their grip on the weapons binding Grid. There was no way that their Absolute Defense could be breached by weapons like this falling alone, so they stood firmly like a great mountain.

“......!”

Some dragons showed consternation on their faces. Not only did their Absolute Defense shake the moment the steel rain bombardment struck, but the weapons forged with magic shattered to pieces again.

Grid had been freed from his restraints. He tried to perform a sword dance but

dragons put their hands on his shoulders to stop his actions. They were

to use the stats redistribution to increase his strength, but he was cautious. He realized that the situation would become more difficult if his defense dropped further here. He used Power of Not Knowing Defeat

pit formed around Grid’s feet. It was the aftermath of two dragons being crushed to the ground by a

was able to breathe and used

by Grid. However, this wasn’t a very important

being hit by the rain of steel once had heightened

bodies. Due to losing their scales, they could only rely on their Absolute Defense. Once their Absolute Defense was breached, the only thing that could be used

threat. Thanks to this, Grid

took advantage of the gap he showed for that move.

“Cough...!”

blow. The green dragon was cut to pieces and thrown against the wall, causing him to cough up blood. His complexion was as pale as a sheet

start with the

dragons. They always wore ice and soil around their bodies as armor, so they looked very strong

into low, intermediate, and top ranks, but it was basically

to the extreme like human-born Absolutes or exercise extraordinary power like a god. They were just purely strong. If they had appeared a few years earlier, one low-grade dragon alone

main bodies. It would’ve

canceled out by a Decoy, Grid opened his mouth as he was surrounded again,

find a man born as the son of a blacksmith, who inherits the

Therefore, he

What blacksmith in the world is obliged to control the

a shepherd. Would you accuse a child who controls the flock of sheep of being a slave? We can’t understand each other.

you a shepherd? I never dreamed that a shepherd boy would come

so you are mocking it with sarcasm? I’m disappointed in you

was only natural from a dragon’s point of view. At this point, he wondered if Herut

I, Grid, respect the will of Blue Dragon

dignified from now on. It was a minor psychological warfare. He hoped that the enemy would shrink back

at a disadvantage. Dealing with not

‘...That isn’t it?’;

group defended or counterattacked, several weapons scattered

point where even Grid was flustered. In particular, the occasional

and finally fell down. His wavering gaze was full of confusion. He didn’t understand why

brown dragon clicked

“It is despicable.”

use of Breaths and anti-magic—the brown dragon understood that all of this was Grid’s goal. His suspicions inevitably deepened when he saw Nefelina, who was standing on Trauka’s neck with sad, wide eyes. In short, Grid not only coordinated the battlefield to his advantage, but he also held a hostage. He

wasn’t usually a despicable