Overgeared

[One must have some shame to feel embarrassed. The way you argue with me is almost like gibberish.]

“......”

The moment Zeratul said this, Biban stopped explaining to him the meaning of a surprise attack and shut his mouth.

He recalled the experience from a while ago, when his surprise attack had easily been blocked by the golden dragon’s forearm.

The top dragon, Kubartos.

In the past, he had been considered the ‘greatest enemy’ of the Tower of Wisdom, because the tower saw no situation in which they could actually afford to face an old dragon. They were determined to avoid the old dragons because they concluded that the old dragons couldn’t be stopped. As such, the top dragons were considered a top priority threat.

‘I thought it would be worth fighting, but—’

It didn’t feel much different from Trauka in terms of hardness. His body stiffened despite chills running down his spine. The aftermath of an ominous premonition was overwhelming him.

In the words of Huroi, Grid’s closest confidant, he looked like XX hard excrement.

In the end, Biban seriously reviewed the gravity of the situation.

“This isn’t the time to argue between ourselves. The scales of a top dragon are harder than I expected.”

[He is also agile.]

Zeratul was also aware that Kubartos was a difficult enemy to face. The palm energy, which he’d fired with all his might, was blocked by Kubartos’s iron-like hand. Despite the palm attack being launched from close range, the reaction was immediate.

[He also happens to be a gold dragon... Should I say he is on a level similar to Raiders with weakened powers?]

“That would be appropriate. We have no time to waste.”

First of all, they had to break through this guy to even stand a chance of saving Grid...

After a brief discussion, the two of them raised their strength. A colorless energy emanated from their heads and shoulders, distorting the surrounding landscape.

The ice dragon Revola was barely pulling his body off the wall. The wounds inflicted by Kubartos and Zeratul were frozen over with ice, causing the bleeding to stop.

[He is pretty tough as well.] Zeratul stated.

“But he can’t be compared to a top dragon.”

[Let’s deal with him first.]

[Wait, I’m in this situation because...] There was no time for Revola to explain anything.

Zeratul used Shunpo and moved between Revola’s legs. He hit the dragon’s inner thigh, shaking it. Biban took advantage of this slight gap and dealt a joint attack.

The blow split the ice armor in half. However, it quickly repaired itself.

A chill so strong rose from Revola’s heart that it even froze Biban’s huge sword, which had been piercing through his scales.

‘Is he a top dragon we didn’t know about?’

Biban was quite surprised, but he showed no signs of agitation. He observed the dragon meticulously, taking in as much as he could of Revola’s appearance with his calm, gray eyes.

The insight of an Absolute saw through many facts in a split second: the fact that this blue dragon was stronger than expected, that he was already injured, that he didn’t fight back, etc...

[Great job, Revola. As expected of my subordinate.]

Therefore, Biban wasn’t deceived by Kubartos, who was using despicable whispers in order to induce confusion.

Biban narrowly escaped Kubartos’ claws, which had left behind a gold-colored trail like sunlight reflected on the surface of water. Then he spoke to Zeratul.

“These two seem to have a toxic relationship.”

[Do you only understand now?]

if Biban

forehead was covered

than you, so it took me a while to figure

[Are you bragging?]

it to you... No, wait? You already knew

[Yes.]

why did you ask me to deal with

There is no law saying that an enemy’s enemy is necessarily an ally. This is even more applicable when

the words to refute Zeratul’s opinion, so he infused willpower into the sword that was stuck in

pulled out of a gap in the ice and landed into

conversation halted for a

gliding on ice. He bent his upper body back significantly in order to avoid

twisted his upper body to avoid a counterattack. By increasing the size of his sword, the enlarged blade dug into Kubartos’ bent

released Polymorph

crashed down the mountain range before he could even scream. He immediately used Shunpo to make his way back to the entrance of the lair, and saw that Zeratul had been

seemed that he was a victim to the same trick that Biban

Zeratul by firing his sword energy. The gold Breath materialized in front of him in the blink of an

cut his hair. It was just the right length

front paw and trampled

for

but he wasn’t using Shunpo. He launched from the ground directly with both legs, taking advantage of the recoil from Kubartos breaking the ground in

trajectory of the giant sword pushed Kubartos back several steps. Kubartos’ mouth formed a straight line, and his brow was

breaking, and it was most definitely caused by a collision between a sword

his Polymorph state. He didn’t feel constrained by Polymorph, just like an old dragon would have felt. Before he knew it, he had been cut dozens of times by Biban’s dragon weapon, which swirled like

“Grid is a nuisance.”

to continuously fire Breaths to

I didn’t expect you to grow to

drew a diagonal line from bottom to top, and turned his body. Biban’s sword,

in the abdomen by a sword protruding from

head-on. But the blade that penetrated through the armor also tore

to shreds. He tried to remove

protruded like a jagged thorn and was so sharp that he couldn’t take it out with his hand. He

to use Shunpo, but it was

called Light. An Absolute who died because of Light? He would go down in history,

world despite being quite overwhelmed

recovered a bit more before

He clicked his tongue.

mean

that was like a sword and struck at Kubartos’ sword. To his surprise, Kubartos’ sword froze. Because of

“What is this?”

is my friend.

the one who said

in his throat, only to

who willingly accepted help from someone who was close

he anything more than a

faring better than Biban’s, but Zeratul hadn’t fully recovered, either. He was still suffering from the

that the scars left by Trauka were terrible. He felt like his body and soul were burning even now. His sword

a chance of

be honest, this fight is

acknowledged that he and Chiyou were different. He wasn’t the type to recklessly bluff that he never knew

of this

helping them by pulling out the essence of your heart?”

Revola, who was now an obvious

were felt from him. Rather, he felt

not trying to help them. I’m trying to protect Trauka. I

is a very good

be very weakened. It didn’t feel like he’d intended to polymorph. In fact, he wanted to shrink his body in order to reduce wasting his

looked at the icicle in Zeratul’s

you pluck it from the heart of

I plucked it? He did that

“Why?”