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?]

responded as if

forehead was

so it took me a while to figure

[Are you bragging?]

explain it to you... No, wait? You already knew they weren’t on the same

[Yes.]

me

question. There is no law saying that an enemy’s enemy is necessarily an ally. This

Biban couldn’t find the words to refute Zeratul’s opinion, so he

of a gap in the ice and

that, the conversation halted for

He bent his upper body

twisted his upper body to avoid a counterattack. By increasing the size of his sword, the enlarged blade

Kubartos released Polymorph

used Shunpo to make his way back to the entrance of the lair,

seemed that he was a victim to the same trick that Biban had just been subjected

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

hair. It was just the right length to slide under the blow,

and

fall for

from the ground directly with both legs, taking

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

resonant sound, like metal breaking, and it was most definitely caused by

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

“Grid is a nuisance.”

to continuously fire Breaths to keep Biban at bay. He

portion of the future. I didn’t

and turned his body. Biban’s sword, which

abdomen by a sword protruding from Kubartos’ coccyx, a sword that had been

and faced Biban head-on. But the blade that penetrated through the armor

were cut to shreds. He tried to remove the sword,

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

way to escape was to use Shunpo, but it was already dazzlingly

Absolute who died because of Light? He would go down in history, but not

activating his mental world despite being quite overwhelmed in his current state. Just then,

a bit more

He clicked his tongue.

doesn’t mean you

a sword and struck at Kubartos’ sword. To his surprise, Kubartos’ sword froze. Because of this, the pressure Biban felt

“What is this?”

enemy of my enemy is my friend.

the one who

words that rose in his throat, only to suddenly become

type who willingly accepted help from someone

he anything more than a

wrong and decided to take a closer look at Zeratul. His breathing was rough. He’d said he was faring better than Biban’s, but Zeratul hadn’t fully recovered, either. He was still suffering from the consequences of pushing his limits while fighting

left by Trauka were terrible. He felt like his body and soul were burning even now. His sword energy hadn’t regained its proper circulation, either. This would be especially devastating for Zeratul, who used a wider

have a chance

honest, this fight

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

midst of this

them by pulling out the essence of your

was directed at Revola, who

from him.

I’m trying to

a very

he seemed to 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

the

pluck it from

you mean I plucked it?

“Why?”