Overgeared

“Fine by me. This is written in the language of this world. You won’t have any trouble reading it.”

A large bipedal deer…

Except for its head and body, he was no different from a human, and he was also able to write well. On the parchment paper he threw at Grid, the calligraphy he had just written showed off his elegant brush strokes.

[Breaking Soul Contract]

If either side violates the rules of this contract, their souls will be destroyed and they will die.

1. The two cultivators must compete using the same technique.

2. The choice of mystical art is left to the person who signs the contract, not the writer. However, if the signatory requests a mystical art that cannot be used, the writer has the right to refuse.

3. After the battle of mystical arts, the loser will need to complete three requests for the winner.

‘There are three requests.’

The contract clearly stated this strange aspect.

‘Did this deer intentionally approach me?’

What did he want? Grid was intrigued.

“There is no need for these three requests, is there?” Grid asked. “I just want to ask you a few questions.”

“Yeah, if you win... I’m trying to reduce the number of questions you can ask to three. I don’t wanna be kept here all day, you know?”

‘Does he think I’m an idiot?’

The deer man’s explanation was nothing more than a flimsy excuse. If Grid told him to answer all his questions as one of his three requests, the deer man’s logic wouldn’t work.

‘Well, I just have to win and ask him things that way.’

Grid became more motivated and used his appraisal skill. He wanted to make sure there were no hidden effects in the contract.

The deer man sensed what Grid was doing.

“The Breaking Soul Contract is made by applying the Golden Soul Technique,” the demon cultivator explained. “There is no need to doubt it since it is commonly used in various transactions in the cultivation world.”

‘Is this a type of Golden Soul Technique?’

As expected, the common skills were the most versatile and reliable, no matter the genre of the game.

Grid confirmed there were no problems with the contract and pointed to the signature line.

“Do I write my name here?”

“Yes.”

‘If I win the match, I have to tell him to hand over the latter part of the Golden Soul Technique as well.’

No, he had to ask the deer man to give him everything he had. Grid took out the fountain pen he had received as a gift from Elizabeth a few years ago and signed the contract.

[The Breaking Soul Contract is working.]

floated in the air before it was torn in half. One half flew into

binding force. He opened his status window and checked. He found that the contract

want

clear that he didn’t want to waste his time on useless things. Grid thought the same. He already

“The Wave Arts.”

He’d got the gist of it from Noe. Once he learned the Wave Arts, he could easily

the learning conditions were. It was necessary to know how to freely change the power of the spiritual root’s attributes to the extent where it could be

course, this wasn’t a penalty for Grid, who had learned the

want to use Wave

and so did his large, handsome deer antlers. He looked

problem?” Grid asked. He was about to tell

learned the Wave

an easy victory? The Wave Arts is

the Wave Arts unless you are born with a natural physique, have attained the natural state by

Grid’s ash-colored eyes. Based on the ashen energy around the man and the

Didn’t you say that I have the right to choose

It is stated in the second

are acting so unfairly despite being the one who came up with this idea... Are you lying when you say you can’t use Wave Arts? At this point, I don’t think this is just you being prudent. Are all demon cultivators

actions are despicable. The others who call themselves gods have some

man was mocking on the outside, but he was freaking out on the inside. Of course, he knew how to use the Wave Arts. Unless an immortal created it, there was no technique in the

between knowing how to

creature, he had survived for a thousand years by pure luck. He developed an ego, studied for thousands of years to become a cultivator, trained for tens of thousands of

had continued to evolve thanks to his cautious nature. Had it not been for his

the gods...?” Grid asked. “Have you demon cultivators been to

called the gods of this world ‘beings who claim to be gods.’ Grid suspected that

puzzled. “Asgard? I don’t know what that

that he didn’t know about the concept of heaven at all, nor did he

Grid didn’t believe him.

ones in heaven, encountered a guy like him, there is no way

with each other. Except for a few, such as Hanul, all the gods on the surface served Grid. If something

doesn’t trust me,’ the deer

time and get down

opponent a hundred times and win every time, but he tried not to provide an environment that would prove advantageous to his

not giving him enough time to think too thoroughly. Grid, seemingly relaxed, stared at

Arts, that means you haven’t

it. Most common arts have no attributes. I just haven’t learned any offensive non-attribute arts, like Wave

“Is that so?”

This guy wasn’t a deer. He was a fox in disguise. Grid

matter how good it was, it

compete using the

isn’t something I am confident

that made the earth shift. It was a basic technique, and it was capable of changing the shape of the land or permeating the land, but it

confident enough to use

time, the only mystical arts that Grid had learned were the Golden Soul Technique and Memory Searching

he was concerned, his master was insane. How could he deal with a cultivator who was an Absolute using

confident. He was

whose eyes were filled with worry and dissatisfaction. “Stay

was rejecting the Earth Escape Arts

anymore and asked,

was the activation of the Earth God skill. The power to move the earth at will… The potential of this technique was endless as it was

clearly superior to the Earth Escape Arts, which was confined