Overgeared

“Are you certain?”

“Yes, it just disappeared.”

Unlike immortals, cultivators still had a society. There were cultivators who belonged to factions called sects and cultivators who wandered alone, also known as rogue cultivators. They interacted and relied on each other whenever they needed to. It wasn’t because they had good intentions. It was simply because they were weak.

Unlike immortals, who could deal with powerful opponents by themselves, cultivators were imperfect beings. Depending on their level of cultivation, they resembled mortals to some degree.

Thus, the cultivators joined forces this time as well. They had to complete the constructions of the Full Moon Fortresses to establish a solid foundation for the erosion ritual, so they communicated with each other as much as possible even though they belonged to different factions.

“It’s true that the detection method of the Bonghyeol Sect detected signs of an immortal. An immortal has punished the monster.”

The monster was no one else other than Grid, the founding emperor of the largest empire in the world, and someone who was revered as a god.

The cultivators weren’t exactly impressed when they first heard of his reputation. They thought Grid had deceived and misled the public to worship him as a god. This tended to happen in the lower world. Nobles, kings, and emperors possessing unbridled power became the protagonists of false legends and myths all the time.

They thought Grid was like that as well. He was just an emperor in a lower world, so no one took him seriously. They knew that a few Full Moon Fortresses had been destroyed incredibly fast, but they didn’t think Grid was the one behind that. They thought the fortresses’ destruction was owed to the greatest power in the world, the Overgeared Empire, who had made great sacrifices to dismantle their fortresses.

That alone was surprising. A nation of mortals fought against cultivators and… won? This had never happened before.

Well, they wouldn’t last for much longer. The empire surely lost everything in exchange for destroying a handful of Full Moon Fortresses. At least, that was what the cultivators thought…

“They say that the Full Moon Fortress of the Eunseon Sect has been destroyed.”

“There are reports that the Full Moon Fortress of Cheoljirim has been destroyed...”

“The Full Moon Fortresses of the Paehyeol, Hagwa, and Taebi Sects...”

New reports came in succession only one or two days apart. That was when the small number of survivors started mentioning the name Grid. They said they had witnessed unbelievable things, such as Grid single-handedly defeating the cultivators and splitting a Full Moon Fortress in half.

Many cultivators didn’t believe them, not because they didn’t like what they were hearing, but because they couldn’t find any reliable evidence that Grid was indeed the one behind such things.

It wasn’t until a few days later when they came face-to-face with Grid personally. They died realizing that the rumors were true.

The cultivation world was on alert. The elders of various sects emerged from closed door training and issued an official notice to respond as defensively as possible when encountering Grid.

However, this was useless. Grid continued destroying the fortresses. In addition, his subordinates also became stronger and more distinguished. As a result, many Full Moon Fortresses, which should’ve turned the sky of this world a jade color, ended up destroyed.

The cultivators were so terrified, they were trembling.

Humiliated, they resorted to installing all types of stealth formations so as to not expose the Full Moon Fortresses. They were hiding like rats. Some people prayed that the monster named Grid wouldn’t find them.

denied gods. Therefore, they prayed to the immortals

spread that an immortal had descended. Then today, Grid’s energy completely disappeared.

installed in various parts of the continent provided convincing

is our chance to restore things. Let’s select the elites from each clan

Full Moon Fortresses. Now, things had changed. Grid, who

forces marched toward their Full Moon Fortress. Their target was naturally the moving aerial city with the grandiose name of Tomb of the Gods. This was the empire’s

at least on a Transcendent level. They responded effortlessly to the Overgeared Cannon’s bombardment and fought back,

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pinnacle of Asgard. To achieve this ambition, he painted over the myths of the east with lies and deceived humanity. Even though

felt like he was much stronger than he had been in his prime. However, Grid

toward Grid ran deep, so deep that he could

He’d fought the cultivators because he wanted to protect the Hwan Kingdom, so that the people there would worship

the Refractive Dragon was chasing Rebecca. This meant that Grid was

clearly. If Grid allowed Hanul to keep doing what he was doing, then

Chiyou wanted to die, he really wanted to fight Grid. Considering his unruly personality, Grid couldn’t know

that through the eyes of his clone. Since his attitude kept changing, so did his position. Sometimes, he was an enemy.

were harmful in many ways. It was the

the right time for

affecting humans dozens of kilometers away. Grid could hear

“Do something...!”

liberation of their physical limitations. Previously, players were subjected to various restrictions no matter how high their

flying at the speed of sound.

“Uh...?”

type of disaster

were left with enough

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don’t you come to your senses and

time to breathe as he dodged Chiyou’s relentless attacks. It didn’t matter that Hanul had an advantage with his speed. Chiyou kept striking him using AOE attacks. It was a mess but at least he managed to have a conversation through

can I stop

actually communicate. Chiyou was still in a state of extreme excitement from the moment he got stimulated by the female golden immortal’s level of power. This was a chronic disease of the Martial

was also lonely. He had more power than anyone else, but he rarely got the opportunity to use it to his heart’s content. As a result, he couldn’t feel that he was alive. Once he detected a very powerful

to unleash the desire

other, anyway. Don’t you hate meaningless fights the

down. He could not suppress Chiyou using force. The power of light that Hanul had copied from Rebecca wasn’t complete. It was

he hadn’t been able to master the method of turning into light itself to completely nullify

into light. Turning into light didn’t prevent other phenomena from intervening because

now. Every time Chiyou’s sword released a fan-shaped sword energy, it sliced right through Hanul’s magic power. Hanul kept turning himself into light to

a God of the beginning had infinite magic power. His total