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

the Black Tortoise recently?” Garam sneered as he

light and vanished, there was

Baaaaaaang!

Grid’s nose

also stumbling. Only 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

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

repaired their broken self-defense, sighed and attempted to

“How is it,

The clone had installed the mirrors really well since they captured

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

“W-What, nyang?”

and slipped back into

He has instilled prejudice into

into ridicule. He switched to

the only benefit of light is

“......!”

No, this wasn’t just slight movement. The vibrations were so fast, it was

[Don’t tell me...]

and Nevartan’s expressions stiffened. What

entire area was trembling. Garam was emitting a dark green light. An unfamiliar smell stung

was carved all

the divinity of King Sobyeol. Hanul was

to

who had sent King Daebyeol to hell, but Hanul, an Absolute, cared about his

he knew it, a warning message appeared in

have been exposed to a large amount

dragons said, [This

The dark green light was expanding too

also absorb King Daebyeol’s divinity I will have all of it... In any case, there was only one conclusion. Hanul had given away too much of his divinity to his flesh and blood. Nevertheless, he disregarded King Sobyeol until the end and didn’t take back his divinity. What a disaster. He was unable to fully awaken the potential of the light he had embodied and died

stats have been reduced

functions

including HP, won’t

skills and spells have been

resist

of exposure to a massive amount of radiation was unimaginable. This was the power of radiation that originated from the power of a god. It all started with bushes and blooming flowers rotting around the battlefield until the whole area became a wasteland. Grid and the old dragons were struggling

“Mass Tele...”

could still use his spells. Even though it took him a

Calling himself an Absolute... Truly pathetic for

instantly shattered the magic mirrors placed throughout the battlefield and engulfed Grid’s group before Mass Teleport could be activated. Apparently, Garam had created gamma and X-rays. Grid and the old dragons had never seen light be used this way

will be reborn as a

Flash!

next to Grid’s group. The purple Annihilation energy slashed the throats and hearts of the old dragons, who were suppressed by the dark green whirlwind. Garam could

ever fought. He felt

‘This is so unfair.’

so hard to kill, would hold him back like this. Grid had expected a God of the beginning to