Overgeared

The god of magic and wisdom, Braham, was an exceptional person who had a reputation similar to Grid. It wasn’t just the subjects of the empire who worshiped him, but people in the East also praised him.

He had achieved a lot in his life. He had greatly developed the study of magic, trained students such as Euphemina, and contributed to the development of civilization in all aspects. In particular, he had defeated countless enemies on the battlefield. He used to be stronger than Grid before Grid became an Absolute.

Everyone who knew what Braham was capable of was confused about one aspect. Why hadn’t he become an Absolute yet?

‘Perhaps the reason is...’

Faker got resurrected and had a hypothesis. Perhaps Braham hadn’t become an Absolute because of the limitations of magic. However, Faker had just experienced the power of the great spell called Quasar, so he was hesitant about his theory.

This spell completely annihilated an area, and it didn’t distinguish between friend and foe. It devoured even the land it was supposed to protect, destroying everything that existed in the vicinity. Even Faker died under the influence of Quasar despite being in Braham’s party.

This ultimate spell was such a pervasive thing. It meant that the class of magician itself wasn’t suitable to be an Absolute. Being an Absolute required having omnipotence and omniscience, which Braham didn’t possess through his magic spells.

‘No... I should stop speculating about this.’

Braham became a god with two titles. Even though he had achieved many feats after becoming a god, he didn’t become an Absolute.

Faker didn’t want to become even more anxious by making unnecessary assumptions. So, cautious and patient, just like an assassin, Faker decided to mind his business.

A notification window that he didn’t understand popped up.

[You have been chosen as the target of ‘Space-Time Reversal.’]

“......?”

Faker was in a different place than the one he’d been mere seconds before. He wasn’t at the resurrection point of the Tomb of the Gods anymore, but in a place where fields stretched out in all directions.

The jade light that used to weigh down heavily on the area had disappeared without a trace. Faker could only see the green land and the clear blue sky. He didn’t recognize it at first, but this was the place where the Full Moon Fortress used to be, the same area which had been annihilated by Braham’s Quasar.

But now it looked fine, as if nothing had happened. There was no Full Moon Fortress and no signs of battle.

Faker’s eyes widened in surprise.

[The death you just experienced is nullified.]

[The lost EXP and dropped items will be restored to you.]

“......”

If Grid had been in this situation, he would’ve screamed and urged Braham to explain what just happened.

However, Faker wasn’t like that. He didn’t act rashly. He just stared at Braham silently.

Braham laughed.

members have relied on you for so many years. It’s so comfortable to be around you

wasn’t directly speaking. His inner thoughts were engraved into the space without passing

intent

I become an Absolute, you ask? I have been thinking about this for a long time. Even if I created spells that made a mark on history, trained outstanding juniors, developed civilization, and defeated powerful enemies, the fact that I couldn’t become

wandering through a maze with no exit. Perhaps this pain was too

Faker sympathized with Braham.

Absolute who could perfectly control intent,

the ultimate spell,

Braham’s ultimate spell. The spell that showed off an overwhelming power during the great human and demon war had been an innovation. It

new magic foundation theory while he was in

ultimate spell that was built on

but a destroyer. The magic path I walked only led to the destruction of everything in my pursuit

hypothesis had

had also been aware

found the answer, the rest was easy. I just had to find a solution—the process of adding a spell that reverses the effect of a destructive spell on a specific target. It might

an entire area… The list goes on. Braham’s magic was inherently more destructive and uncontrollable the

the consequences. In the case of destructive magic like Meteor, Braham prevented the worst from

this proved Braham’s imperfections. Therefore,

no longer the case. Braham had performed a

Zirkan’s group

I wanted to,

“I see.”

used Quasar from the beginning, wouldn’t Zirkan’s group have survived...? Faker had been wondering about this, but he didn’t say

have intended to use Quasar in the first place. Since Zirkan’s group

after they die, so there was no reason

battle, no matter how low-level or high-level they were. By strategically using skills and managing one’s mana pool, a good player could

a dagger and held it. He

on becoming an Absolute,” he

world message

new Absolute

and wisdom and the apostle of

Braham snorted.

saw coming. It’s

you celebrate

perspective of a magician, I’m thankful that a talented boy like him was

everyone thinks the same about you. Perhaps they are

was rarely embarrassed, so Faker

now very close. It was a muscular man with dark skin. His white hair was reminiscent of

the smile on the man’s

you smile, you seem

white-haired man stared at

halfway through my initial destination. I actually wasn’t sure, but it