Overgeared

Chapter 1939

From the time that the dragons had formed their group, their society became somewhat similar to that of humans’.

Concepts such as lineage, faith, and status were recognized as important, compared to how these notions used to be regarded in the Age of Oblivion.

Thus, Kubartos realized that he was special.

The golden color of his scales, fitting for a ruler, symbolized sovereignty.

Due to the lineage that ruled ‘time,’ his group treated him in a special manner. He was able to do things on his own that others couldn’t, even if they worked together.

‘How can this happen...?

Kubartos’ eyes widened after losing his wings, and crashed down.

He felt confused by the situation. A fake Martial God banished from Asgard and a mere human swordsman, both of them exhausted, yet they still managed to cut off his wings.

He might not have been able to kill the silver-scaled Cranbel, who symbolized divinity, but he still fought and won. Then he’d returned, taking the hearts of three traitors, becoming even stronger. Yet, he still failed.

‘Did this happen because Revola’s hierarchy is unexpectedly close to a top dragon?’

It was so absurd that he didn’t even have time to feel shame. Kubartos slowly stood up, contemplating his condition.

His wings torn by the incomplete dragon killing energy were regenerating slowly. A large number of scales on his shoulder blades were also torn off.

It was repulsive. He had lost the dignity of a ruler.

Am I not good enough?

That couldn’t be.

Kubartos increased the regeneration speed by changing the properties of the dragon killing energy on his wound to gold. Then he considered what the root of the problem was. He easily arrived at a conclusion.

‘In the end, Trauka is the problem.’

Biban’s sword was made from Trauka.

Kubartos looked at Biban’s sword, which targeted him by changing its size every time. A sword made from the bones and scales of an old dragon, a weapon that was born because Trauka did Grid a favor, the result of a stupid misjudgment. In the front, the golden scales’ characteristic of nullifying the power of metal wasn’t fully exerted. He hated to admit it, but it was very intimidating.

‘It is best to kill Trauka as soon as possible.’

By killing the fire dragon, he would undermine the value of the name ‘Trauka.’ The best way to eliminate variables in future battles was to cause the weapons made from Trauka to lose their value.

Flap.

Kubartos made a decision then. He spread out his regenerated wings and took flight. He arrived shortly at the entrance of the lair and followed the trails of blood left by Zeratul’s group. It was easy to pursue them.

Moving through the intricate maze of Trauka’s lair using Shunpo wasn’t efficient at all. Zeratul’s group was exhausted and couldn’t cover too much ground.

‘Trauka, your death is inevitable.’

The old dragons. In the past, they failed to prevent Rebecca from sealing the refraction dragon. It was because of them that the Age of Oblivion commenced. Then, during that period of time, they took the lead in causing more accidents than any other dragons. They craved the power of their own kin, fell for Baal’s tricks and went crazy. Or they almost united the surface and Asgard by eating the roots of the World Tree...

Finally, they helped Grid in many ways and upset the balance of the world.

They were all bastards. Kubarrtos believed a generational change was very much needed, and Judar had promised to cooperate with him for this to be achieved.

Now, the timing was just right. The other old dragons couldn’t keep their eyes off the resurrected Hayate, while Cranbel and Trauka were half-dead. There was nothing left that could hinder Kubartos.

form, halted in

cross-legged, waiting

you back already? I’m really envious of your

Though, at the end of the day, he was still human, and that was obvious

snorted. “This foolish

thought about Biban’s intentions

think you stand a chance just because

“Not at all...”

was drunk. He held the Broken Sword and the

hinder you as much

be preyed on. Most importantly, at the end of the maze was Grid, who was probably on the brink of death.

dragon eating an old dragon? He

to? You don’t know who you are up

spread across the face

wait to completely annihilate

wish didn’t

expect the same technique to work. After all, Kubartos

he used his strongest attack from the

setting sun unfolded. Countless swords floated in the air all the way to

pointed the tip of his sword

still scoffed at it. He confirmed that

meaning

of such a fight. The shock of not being able to prevent Hayate’s death

he thought of Grid, who must have been

in one too

even wider. Biban’s mental world

“This place is spacious.”

transformation of the small space into a wilderness, he could release Polymorph and

that your mind can collapse if

more than used to being

a flood of mind swords. Some didn’t

dragon were absorbing the setting sun. This was a close-range attack with

disappeared

sword attacks, the blades piercing and stabbing his whole body.

humans are

was fed up with the dragons’

terrible pain in his chest and lost consciousness for a moment, though his will remained

with

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An unnecessarily large space.

he ran, so he was becoming more and more annoyed. He was particularly impressed by the fact that it had been

such a complex structure if intruders weren’t expected to try breaking in? Was anyone in the whole world

“...Hmm.”

been swearing repeatedly, suddenly shut up. He reminded himself that

Revola interpreted it differently.

too hard on

myself? Are you crazy? I can see why you received

have no recollection of Grid showing any grace to

meant though

It was natural.

who didn’t care whether others lived or died, was running with someone,

enjoyed it. He just wanted

make me laugh. You helped us without receiving any

helped against Kubartos because I

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