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.]

before it was torn in half. One half flew into Grid’s heart, and

window and checked. He found

want to

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

“The Wave Arts.”

the gist of it from Noe. Once he learned the Wave Arts, he could easily learn

how difficult 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

learned the Profound Martial Technique and made his spiritual root

to use Wave

expression subtly changed. He tilted his head, and so did his large, handsome

about to tell Noe to take out the

haven’t learned

The Wave

is a basic elemental art, you shouldn’t undermine it. Who can easily learn the Wave Arts unless you are born with a natural physique, have attained the natural state by becoming an immortal, or learned

ashen energy around the man and the Wave

say that I have the right

refuse. It is stated in the

you say you can’t use

words and actions are despicable. The others who call themselves

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 a huge difference between knowing how to simply use

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

Had it not been for

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

gods of this world ‘beings who claim to be gods.’

deer man looked puzzled. “Asgard? I don’t know what

of heaven at all, nor did he seem to care about

Grid didn’t believe him.

not the ones in heaven, encountered a

‘Overgeared World’s gods’ were now virtually synonymous with each other. Except for a few, such as Hanul, all the gods on the surface

doesn’t trust me,’ the

any more time and get down

he tried not to provide an environment that would

giving him enough time to think too thoroughly.

you haven’t mastered the other

arts have no attributes. I

“Is that so?”

fox in disguise. Grid found it so

wasn’t particularly upset. He didn’t place his hopes on Profound Martial Technique. No matter how good it was, it had only two stars, and it

the

isn’t something I am confident in, but… As

was a basic technique, and it was capable of changing the shape of the land or permeating the land, but it

he wasn’t confident enough to use it. This

about to pull out a book on earth arts. At this time, the only mystical arts that Grid had learned were the Golden Soul Technique and Memory Searching Technique, so

was insane. How could he deal with

He was insane. This

eyes were filled with worry

the

and asked, “Did you

power to move the earth at will… The potential

which was confined to the framework of the skill and had