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?]

as if Biban

was

it took

[Are you bragging?]

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

[Yes.]

why did you ask me to deal with

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

to refute Zeratul’s opinion, so he infused willpower

out of a gap

the conversation halted

like he was gliding on ice. He bent his upper body back significantly

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

Kubartos released Polymorph on

scream. He immediately used Shunpo to make his way

he was a victim to the same

Breath materialized in front of him in the blink of an eye. He calmly opened a sword curtain to absorb a certain amount of the

the right length to

from his front paw and trampled Biban,

didn’t fall for

he wasn’t using Shunpo. He launched from the ground directly with both legs, taking advantage

sword pushed Kubartos back several steps. Kubartos’ mouth formed a straight

most definitely caused by a collision between a

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 a hurricane,

“Grid is a nuisance.”

to keep Biban at

future. I didn’t

that drew a diagonal line from bottom to top, and turned his body. Biban’s sword, which had returned to regular

pierced in the abdomen by a sword protruding from Kubartos’ coccyx, a sword that had been made by the dragon by

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

his intestines were cut to shreds. He tried to remove the sword, but it was to

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

escape was to use Shunpo,

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

quite overwhelmed in his current state. Just then, Zeratul

recovered a bit more before joining the

He clicked his tongue.

doesn’t mean

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

“What is this?”

is my friend. It is

the one who said that

words that rose in his throat, only to suddenly become

type who willingly accepted help from someone who was close

his pride, was he anything

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

was aware that the scars left by Trauka were terrible. He felt like his body and soul were burning even now. His sword energy hadn’t regained its

have a chance of

honest, this fight is

and Chiyou were different. He wasn’t the

the midst of

you helping them by pulling out the essence of your heart?” Kubartos’ gloomy voice rang

directed at Revola, who was now

felt from him. Rather, he

not trying to help them. I’m trying to protect Trauka. I can’t let you go

a very good

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

at the

pluck it from

mean I plucked it?

“Why?”