Overgeared

The baihui acupuncture point was located at the top of one’s head. Even the slightest shock to this point could kill someone instantly.

However...

[You!]

Surprising, the golden immortal woman was still alive. She nervously pulled out the magic spear that had pierced the top of her head all the way to her neck before looking around.

She directed her anger solely at Chiyou. She didn’t recognize Grid’s clone, which she desired greatly, as an opponent. She thought that as long as she defeated Chiyou, she would get her hands on the incarnation no matter what.

Grid’s clone had consumed a lot of resources after defeating both Du Baeryong and his incarnation before forcibly teleporting the golden immortal away. The situation would have been different had the clone inherited all of Grid’s titles, but he hadn’t, so he was completely out of mana.

Of course, in theory, the clone had infinite magic power. The mana core made through the body manufacturing method, the stats that resembled Grid’s, and the titles obtained through training with Braham... The clone’s mana could gush up endlessly. Yes, this was the concept of mana surge. His mana pool wasn’t infinite. He just needed time to restore it.

[You’re pretty tough.]

Chiyou looked a bit embarrassed. He had no intention of killing the golden immortal with his own hands because he didn’t want to become stronger than he already was. Therefore, he entrusted Grid’s clone to finish her off. However, that didn’t happen. After all, a clone was just a clone...

The clone met Chiyou’s disappointed gaze and sent him a sound transmission.

-I request that you buy me thirty minutes.

[The lack of honorifics... You’re just as shameless as Grid, but your attitude is slightly different.]

-I can’t say that I’m shameless.Since I am asking for your cooperation so that things will turn out the way you want them to, doesn’t that make me considerate?

[Do I even have to say that you’re just like Grid? You are bold. Okay, I’ll accept your request.]

Chiyou wasn’t the type to enjoy meaningless arguments. If he really enjoyed anything, then he wouldn’t want to die all the time.

He gave the clone a quick nod and turned to look at the golden immortal. The woman swallowed a black pill, sprinkled white powder on the wound on her head and sutured it with her mystical characters. This was a quick and effective emergency measure that was reminiscent of the Saintess’ heals.

[It looks like you’ve been injured this way more than once or twice before.]

[I’ve risked my life many times.]

The woman held hundreds of thousands of mystical characters in her hands. Chiyou moved reflexively the moment they took the form of a great bow.

After throwing his sword, he approached the woman and thrust his hand under her armpits.

[Ack...!]

The woman narrowly escaped his grasp before Chiyou caught her again. She hurriedly shot an arrow. Even though she didn’t gather enough strength in that specific arrow, it was still very powerful, since it contained her immense aura. The arrow barely brushed Chiyou’s shoulder, and that was enough to inflict a slight wound.

[Um...]

Chiyou restored his numb arm by turning it a few times. He was overcome with a strong desire to fight properly and show off his strength. This was the true desire of the martial god.

However, Chiyou knew what achieving that desire would result in—nothingness. No matter how strong his enemy was, they would all fall at his feet. He would once again become stronger and have to endure eons of solitude. This had happened to him many times before. He was aware of this. Therefore, he had to control himself until he met someone who could definitely kill him.

Knowing this...

for the

Jingle.

The woman could tell where Chiyou would move based on the sound of bells and managed to block his attack.

them in front of her chest to block the attack

[This monster...!]

she quickly turned around. A whirlwind of mystical characters came out of her

Chiyou laughed.

this more

desire to show off the extent of his power. He’d always suppressed this desire because things had always turned out

this time? This time, he might finally die

himself to feel hopeful. He had the urge to act on his desires. The whites of his eyes as his eyes rolled back made him

Jingle jingle!

clear ringing of

[Ack...!]

would hit her next, and it was also difficult to

neck and waist using his capturing technique. The woman got turned

changed the mystical characters into chains and hooks and tried to bind Chiyou or wriggle out of his grasp. However, she was already falling and could

“Anti-gravity.”

speed at which the woman was falling decreased considerably. However, this spell didn’t target her specifically. It targeted an entire area. It was a lot more difficult to resist this gravity spell since it was anti-gravity. The spell halted Chiyou’s advance, and the

[...What are you doing?]

immortal barely managed to shake off Chiyou and glared at Grid’s clone as if she was going to kill

They never received help, especially from their enemy. However, the clone had helped

to the immortal. He was busy

asked you to buy me some time... What are you doing? Why do you want

it would be more fun this

their own, but I've never seen a bus driver try to steal the

hands, so that was why he had cast

Chiyou’s eyes

fun to fight

Chiyou so poorly and warned the woman, “Run away. You must

you order me

Or are you just pretending to be tough?

but she really wanted to survive. She suppressed her confusion and chose to flee. Pride? Had she had

Jingle.

bells chased

‘No way!’

never been so frightened in her entire life. She thought Chiyou was about to catch up to her and prepared to fight back, only for dozens

do anything you will regret later. Regain

me. Use your

was going nowhere. Martial Gods Zeratul and Chiyou had one thing in common. Everytime they became blinded by their own desires, it made everyone around them exhausted. The

now, once again, Chiyou

solving this situation

‘How troubling.’

who was exhausted, was no match for him. Every time Chiyou hit the shield cast by the clone, it would shatter.

Just then—

[You!]

of light fell on the battlefield. It was Hanul, a God of the beginning. He’d crossed the continent at the speed of light and attacked Grid’s

“Ack...!”