Overgeared

Rumble...

The black mountain that had targeted Grid was still jutting out from the sea. The whole sea was dyed silver. All the fish in the nearby waters died, their corpses now floating with their bellies up.

Roaaaaar!

A vortex hundreds of meters deep formed where the mountain had sunk, rapidly sucking up the silver energy. Grid was overwhelmed by the vortex reeking of death.

‘She is throwing mountains at me.’

Grid swung his sword lightly and the foam that disrupted his view was split into particles and scattered.

“Hmm? You are stronger than I thought. I wasn’t sure, but you seem to have become a part of this world.”

Light flashed in the eyes of the golden immortal.

“But that doesn’t mean you are the creator of this world... Have you been slowly taking over it?”

She was referring to the relationship between Grid and the Overgeared World. More than that, she seemed to refer to the dimension of Satisfy itself.

Grid didn’t reply. His opponent was a golden immortal. He had Hanul on his side. It was very nerve-racking to be caught between two big shots. He could get his throat slit in the blink of an eye, so he remained silent and tried to focus.

Hanul turned to speak to him.

[What was it called, Annihilation energy...? Your ferocious energy is trying to damage me... Is it too powerful to control?]

This was Hanul warning him not to forget that they were allies.

Grid was already on edge. He finally snapped. “Why did you let yourself get chased all the way to the west? You need to be in the east to be at full power, right?”

Grid also had to protect the East Continent. However, he’d let the dragons deal with that for now because the situation in the West Continent was much worse. There were nearly twice as many Full Moon Fortresses in the West Continent as there were in the East Continent.

However, Hanul had brought a powerful enemy, a golden immortal, to the West Continent. If the immortal had encountered an Overgeared member on the way, she would have swiftly killed them. Worst case scenario, the Tomb of the Gods could have been shot down. Even at this moment, his colleagues were fighting desperately all over the continent. They could’ve been caught in the chase between two Absolutes and died without even getting the chance to fight back.

[You are misunderstanding. I didn’t mean to use the west as a battleground. I’m not strong enough here because of Reinhardt’s influence. I’m just passing through this place. I ran into you by pure chance. That’s what happened.]

“If you had run into anyone other than me, they would’ve been in danger.”

[Don’t misunderstand. I was moving at the speed of light. Who else could’ve seen me? I’ve crossed both continents more than a thousand times already. This is the first time you saw me.]

This meant there had been no possibility of anyone else getting involved in the fight. Hanul was telling the truth. He wasn’t an ordinary being, and he had no reason for him to lie just to appease Grid. They just happened to meet coincidentally.

‘...I should think positively.’

clothes and accessories was extremely powerful. He could understand, to some extent, why Hanul had been on the run. If such a monster had been allowed to run rampant in the East Continent, the East Continent would’ve already been devastated,

found it commendable that Hanul had managed to pull the aggro of such an intimidating monster

very least, he succeeded in setting up a fight that had the highest odds of

to terms with the

aside my personal feelings, what Hanul did is pretty

glared at them. Her thick makeup highlighted the sharpness of her

another roar coming from the

“......!”

if he was being sucked into a black hole. It was on a different level from the pull generated when Grid’s clone had

appeared

even

because of the mountain dropping in the water. The waves rose so high, it looked as if the sky and the sea were merging. A large amount of seawater had just been sucked up from the depths

mountain absorb and release

it could also absorb skills. Grid understood what

him he couldn’t even make out her face, now stood right in front of Grid. Because he had used Shunpo to get out of the way of the raging waves, he was now so close to the immortal woman, he could see the pores

subdue her before

Pinnacle Wave

and it also dealt consistent damage. Serve Dragon Pinnacle Wave Kill Link completely incapacitated the enemy. This

this attack. Even before the target got hit, they would get Feared, rendering them defenseless. Once they got hit, they would

This meant that she wouldn’t be completely defenseless, even if she was under the effect of Fear. The woman was startled when she felt her body react against her will, but she didn’t feel like she was

Slash!

his sword at her and slashed through her

is that

she require time to perfect the language of this world? The woman’s intent was engraved

0.1 seconds had passed. Before the Fear effect ended, the woman would

“......!”

suddenly stopped. A small, black stone suddenly appeared in the path of his sword. It was a triangular stone that seemed to have been deliberately carved

dark mountain he had just seen. He hurriedly tried to change the trajectory of his sword,

sword collided. The contact resulted in an alarming sound. Grid broke his wrist, and his limp

unfortunately, he didn’t have time to react. The rock was just like any other cultivator’s Treasure. The golden immortal’s black mountain

sword dance got canceled in the middle of him casting it, and Grid could not use one of his

only for a moment. Grid’s body had evolved over time and he was no longer hampered by the concept of wounds. His broken bones healed almost

lapse had

mountain enlarged rapidly and hit Grid

have been inflicted by the

the predetermined CC of Serve Dragon Pinnacle Wave Kill Link. Now it was Grid’s turn to be under this CC’s effect. As Grid had suspected, the golden immortal’s mountain had the ability to even

hurriedly used Multiple Weakening Barriers. Ten layers of indigo protection

The golden immortal snorted.

protective shield isn’t much different from clothing. I wear it all the time, but I

chill went down Grid’s spine. Even the demon cultivators had mastered the art of

a shield do much against a golden