Overgeared

[Another Light]

[The faith of the God of the beginning, Rebecca.]

The description of the title obtained from killing Hanul didn’t say much. Grid had no idea what it did. But he was used to this. Based on the name of the title and having moved at the speed of light once, he understood what the title granted him.

‘I can also move at the speed of light.’

He could only do it once. There was a good chance that he would pass out just like last time. However, it was worth using this skill, even though he could only use it once.

This was why he invested all his stat points into Strength. He wanted to deal as much damage as possible. He would make up for his lowered Agility by moving at the speed of light.

Grid’s forearms bulged significantly. The visual effect was so great that it would make anyone who saw him worry that the hilt of his sword might crumble in his hands from how fiercely he was gripping it.

“Isn’t it kind of contradictory?” Garam asked. He was infusing divinity into the Treasures of the seven immortals. “Cultivators, immortals, it matters not. Don’t you find it contradictory that those who have lost their humanity and treat people like a subspecies end up resembling humans so much when they sense death approaching?”

“What do you mean?”

“The moment they realize they are going to die, they get scared. I find it funny because they react exactly like the humans I killed.”

“You... Are you any different from the cultivators?”

Grid’s questioning eyes became cold. He tried really hard to control his surging anger.

Garam shrugged. “I was angry. I didn’t squirm and beg like humans do.”

“I think you and I remember things quite differently, so let me double check that.”

“Why are you so upset? I just pointed out how paradoxical cultivators and immortals are. Ahh, I missed seeing you trembling in fear.”

Garam was the first enemy Grid had encountered who was stronger than him. Garam clearly remembered Grid’s flaws.

“Ah, do you feel too ashamed hearing me say this?”

Grid shook his head. “No.”

“Swear on your honor that you aren’t ashamed. Everyone is afraid of death. I’m sure you are as well.”

“You’re boring.”

Flash!

Garam snorted. He turned into light and vanished.

Grid didn’t react hastily because he couldn’t follow Garam with his eyes. He would only have a chance to fight back against the power of light once he got struck first. Once that happened, he and Garam would probably kill each other.

A tremendous explosion rang out behind Grid, who was gritting his teeth and preparing for pain. The canyon rumbled, and Nevartan stumbled. Garam had targeted Nevartan, not Grid.

This was to be expected. Garam was risking his life staying here because he desired to devour the weakened old dragons. Grid had bet on that. The old dragons had to respond to the attack, clearly knowing this too. Grid was already charging forward.

“......?”

was apparently active,

Tortoise recently?” Garam sneered as

after Garam turned back into light and vanished, there was another loud

Baaaaaaang!

nose and ears

any internal injuries. Magically created mirrors appeared everywhere. The clone could now spawn more mirrors faster because he’d had a lot of

the mirrors kept reflecting it. This way,

had just repaired their broken self-defense,

Garam’s direction. “How is

The clone had installed the

words, Grid had an overwhelming advantage. He would be victorious the moment the clone finished casting his spell. Grid

“...Haha, hahahaha!!”

and laughed because of how funny this was to him. At

“W-What, nyang?”

and slipped back

He has instilled prejudice

into ridicule. He switched to speaking

only benefit

“......!”

wasn’t just

[Don’t tell me...]

stiffened. What

startled when he sensed that the entire area was trembling. Garam was emitting a dark green light. An unfamiliar smell stung Grid’s nose. He had no idea what that

intent was carved

absorbing the divinity of

you have to

in mind for the bastard who had sent King Daebyeol

he knew it, a warning message appeared in

exposed to

dragons said, [This

late. The dark green light

away too much of his divinity to his flesh and

stats have

functions

HP, won’t

and spells

cannot resist these

It all started with bushes and blooming flowers rotting around the battlefield until the whole area became a wasteland. Grid and the old dragons

“Mass Tele...”

clone was still fine. Rust appeared all over him and his movements were sluggish, but he could still use his spells. Even

human. Calling himself an Absolute... Truly pathetic

of dark green light instantly shattered the magic mirrors placed throughout the battlefield and engulfed Grid’s group before Mass Teleport could be activated. Apparently, Garam

from Hanul. I will be reborn as a

Flash!

the throats and hearts of the old dragons, who were suppressed by the dark green whirlwind. Garam could utilize the power of light way better than Hanul, and not only

ever fought. He

‘This is so unfair.’

he worked so hard to kill, would hold him back like this. Grid had expected a God of the beginning to be powerful, but he never imagined that Hanul would