Overgeared

“What, this...?”

Kubartos couldn’t take his eyes off Kraugel’s sword.

A red aura resembling the flames of the Fire Dragon, legitimately hot, rising from a mere human’s sword. It was a flame that could turn most things to ashes.

Kubartos recalled a disgraceful memory. He remembered the red dragon that had dared look at him with the eyes of a predator. The pain of having his scales burned by the fire released by him was still vivid. Even now, he sometimes felt a portion of his soul burning. Every time this happened, the concept of death became clearer to him, and he experienced the feeling of turning into something small, insignificant.

Kubartos asked a question that even he found absurd. “Are you Trauka’s illegitimate son?”

It was Bunhelier’s fault. Back when he’d gone insane, he’d set the precedent of mating with a human and giving birth to a child. This had left Kubartos dumbfounded for a while.

Kraugel cocked his head. He was relieved to learn that Biban’s escape had become easier thanks to Kubartos’ interest in him.

‘A dragon is making a joke?’

Kubartos recovered a bit and corrected his question. “How do you have those flames?”

Kraugel didn’t want to hand him the answer easily. Looking closely at the face of the blond-haired man, who was so handsome that he might as well have been born to be loved by everyone, Kraugel determined that Kubartos’ curiosity was authentic.

“Who knows...”

A dragon was born to rule and control. They even said that there was nothing they didn’t know. Now, one was showing signs of panic on his face, which was unusual. If Kraugel maneuvered this situation well, he might be able to buy more time than expected.

“Is the achievement of defeating Trauka the one that brought you enlightenment? No, it is too great to interpret it that way.”

Kraugel’s expectations lowered.

“Is it a function of the sword itself? Is it because of Trauka’s bones and scales? That might be the case if the heart was used as a material... However, it is impossible to recreate the energy of an old dragon to this extent, even with Grid’s skills.”

Kubartos didn’t wait for Kraugel to answer. He asked a question and answered himself with very quick thinking.

“It is a sword that has grown with you.”

Finally, he got the answer himself.

“After slashing Trauka’s Breath a few times, a magical effect was imbued in the sword... Saving the elemental world was a wonderful move for you. Who guided you to enter the elemental world? It shares a deep connection with the World Tree and the Peach Blossom Spring. The elves must’ve been the daoist immortals that degenerated over generations...”

Kraugel let out a sigh.

The only path leading to Grid. He remembered the scene of the mountain of corpses piled up at the entrance of Trauka’s lair.

The top dragon Kubartos, whose modifier hadn’t been revealed yet, was one who knew how to take advantage of other dragons. He must’ve searched through the vast amount of knowledge allowed by the system when necessary and easily obtained results.

He was unlikely to make a mistake. He was a difficult enemy who used his strength and skills in the right time and place.

Kraugel whispered to Yura and Jishuka.

[Whisper from Kraugel: Have you changed your sniping location?]

The two women were more than 15 kilometers away and concluded that their safety could be guaranteed.

[Whisper from Kraugel: Don’t let your guard down. This guy’s Breath will surely reach you.]

Maybe because they had always been on the front lines together, Kraugel was no longer shy. He revealed his true personality without hesitation to his like-minded colleagues. He’d become infinitely kinder and gentler, the same way he was with his mother.

[Whisper to Kraugel: Yes, I’ll be as agile as I can.]

[Whisper to Kraugel: Yes~ Oppa.]

Kraugel was a bit relieved after checking his colleagues’ answers, but his expression was still dark.

‘I’m worried about Grid.’

The atmosphere in the media today was unusual. The rumor that Grid was the reason why the dragons had formed an organization and had become hostile to humanity was spreading rapidly. Since both the Overgeared Guild and the forces cooperating with the Overgeared Guild were so large, information control wasn’t properly implemented. Maybe the S.A. Group had leaked the information on purpose.

few people who were unhappy

all the dragons remained unharmed... The media would never miss the

The voice asked him, “Is

came to his senses, narrowly avoiding Kubartos’

don’t seem to be able to concentrate.” He had just arrived at the scene after climbing the

the mountain itself. The altitude was so high that it was difficult to rely on a pair of shoes infused with

at least two hours.

you didn’t mention

because

he thought Kraugel was being unfair to him. There was no sincerity to his words. He had the same

at all. The embarrassed Huroi let out a splurge of

to have a strong mentality among the dragons. Give up

“Yes.”

carried out Kraugel’s

Huroi had witnessed his ability to play a leading role in major battles on several occasions. Grid

that his expectations would be met even if

“Cough!”

an accomplished player. However, his opponent was an Absolute. He nullified the debuffs that Huroi was most confident in. After drawing the aggro by giving a buff to Kraugel, he received a large cut on the chest. This allowed Kraugel’s Meteor Sword to bombard Kubartos. Heavy sword energy, reminiscent of flaming meteorites,

to Huroi, he took flight without hesitation and escaped from the range of the blast. Because of this, he was hit by Yura and Jishuka’s

to transcendents and Absolute. Instead of bouncing off

over and over again, causing Kubartos to bleed, though they didn’t

“Storm Sword.”

energy reminiscent of a fire tornado engulfed Kubartos, who released polymorph, his golden

and shot a Breath

cities. If civilization crumbles, your

Kubartos’ neck swelled, entering a state in which both mind and body acted at very high speeds. He calculated the path of the Breath and stood in front of Huroi, swinging his sword, which was surrounded by both flames and lightning, and

he only cut through

was as if the

a ping-pong ball, hitting

single Breath managed to crush the mountain that had lasted for

members paused in their tracks for a moment. They couldn’t close their mouths and mourned their colleagues who

that one of the people on the mountain

found herself on a mountain peak north of Kubartos. Her position was diametrically opposed

Tatang!

thousand more

as he was hit by another sniper shot. At first glance, he seemed like

no time to waste. The situation was

his Breaths. Kraugel attempted to cut the attacks, but Kubartos’ Breath kept changing its trajectory. It pushed Kraugel

for as soon as they were hit by the Breath, some were crushed by the pouring rocks

“Hey! Get behind me!”

had been able to block the falling debris. The nimble ones jumped

ones who had been hit directly by the Breath were the ones who suffered the

support from above, but there was no way that a wide-area shield could fully

in protecting the most

Breath, targeting the humans who survived the landslides. The previous bombing had merely been a

of his. The page containing a blessing was torn out

was at eye level with Kubartos. He held his sword in his hand and took a stance. He had no intention of using Space

stronger than himself. Unlike Grid, who used his ultimate skills without hesitation, Kraugel often saved them

was determined to

Kubartos, it seemed like terrible

how much you can

the Breaths. He didn’t even need to use Shunpo.

a lot of power. He had nothing to lose by killing him

the first and second Breaths with relative ease. The third Breath was also neatly cut,

the skin from his hands being

first Breath. Of course, cutting a Breath was possible, but it was never easy. The rebound was much more severe compared to hitting a

muscles being torn from his forearms and shoulders. Physical abnormalities occurred, and

cut the seventh Breath using only one hand. But after cutting the eighth Breath,

miracle of his sword ‘transcending’ like when he’d slashed Trauka’s Breath didn’t happen. If such miracles were to happen one after another, Kraugel’s sword would eventually

a ‘skill’ that produced results only when the operation was