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.

“......?”

Light was apparently active,

been particularly close to the Black Tortoise recently?” Garam sneered as he mocked Grid for how slow

and vanished, there was another loud explosion, one that made the entire battleground

Baaaaaaang!

nose and ears

the clone was unscathed, his body made out of Greed. Since he wasn’t alive, he didn’t suffer any internal injuries. Magically created mirrors appeared everywhere. The clone could now spawn

reflecting it. This way, not even Garam could predict where he would move. He was trying his hardest to

dragons, who had just repaired their broken

Garam’s direction. “How is

vigorously. The clone had installed the mirrors really well since

of Grid the moment he turned into light. In other words, Grid had an overwhelming advantage. He would be victorious the moment the clone finished casting his spell.

“...Haha, hahahaha!!”

out laughing. He clutched his stomach and laughed because of how funny this was to him.

“W-What, nyang?”

and slipped back into

Hanul’s part. He has

scorn turned into ridicule. He switched to speaking

think that the only benefit of

“......!”

No, this wasn’t just slight movement. The vibrations were so fast, it was hard for him to even perceive

[Don’t tell me...]

Nevartan’s expressions stiffened. What

that the entire area was trembling. Garam was emitting a dark green

carved all around

something only after absorbing the divinity of King Sobyeol. Hanul was

you have to

said, [Surprisingly, Hanul really cared about King Sobyeol. I was wondering what he had in mind for the bastard who had sent King Daebyeol to hell, but Hanul, an Absolute,

knew it, a warning

exposed to a large amount of

[This is Rebecca’s

The dark green light

of his divinity to his flesh

stats have been reduced

physical functions

including HP,

spells have been

resist these

a god. It all

“Mass Tele...”

movements were sluggish, but he could still use his spells. Even though it took him

no different from a human. Calling himself

group before Mass Teleport could be activated. Apparently, Garam had created gamma and X-rays. Grid

be reborn as a perfect

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

admit it. Garam was almost the strongest enemy he had ever fought. He felt just as pressured as he

‘This is so unfair.’

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