Chapter 1901
King Sobyeolâs divinity boosted the power of attack and defense. It analyzed and absorbed the infiltrating energy in detail and then returned it with greater power. It meant that it was possible to fight in an advantageous manner at all times.
He deserved to claim to be invincible. However, he continuously met the worst opponents today.
A certain assassin who turned the unabsorbable concept of âkilling intentâ into something tangible and used it as a weapon. The Sword Saint who could cut anything and Evil Dragon Bunhelier. Coincidentally, they were beings who partially neutralized the strengths of the colorless divinity.
In particular, Bunhelierâs Breath was optimized for destruction. By the time the colorless divinity attempted to interpret and absorb the Breath, the Breath had already disrupted the structure of the colorless divinity.
It was right after Grid appeared.
This was why King Sobyeol tried to avoid Bunhelierâs Breaths as much as possible.
Now things had completely changed. King Sobyeol threw himself in the direction of the dark Breath of his own volition. It was purely to avoid Gridâs attacks. The Breath fired after Bunhelier predicted his evasion route filled his vision, but so what? He would have to endure pain and wounds if he was hit by the Breath, but he could die if he was cut by Gridâs sword.
[Arrogant guy.]
Bunhelier gritted his teeth after feeling ignored and swung his tail. The body of King Sobyeol was swept away by the Breath and bent into a deformed shape. He flew away instantly with the momentum of becoming a star in the sky. Bunhelier chased after him and swung a paw. It seemed he wanted to test the power of the claws that had been strengthened by the Imoogiâs Poisonous Fang.
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He didnât reach. King Sobyeol, who stopped and stood still in the air, stepped back slightly and dodged the swing of Bunhelierâs front paw.
âWhy is it so short?â Noe asked a tactless question. It was pure doubt. No malice was felt, but Bunhelier was engulfed in even greater anger.
However, perhaps he thought that he shouldnât show agitation toward a minor creature, so he tried not to show it. He instead fired his Breath again.
The combat style of the Old Dragons was surprisingly simple. There was no need for them to rush in and swing their tail. If they stood still and fired the Breath, the opponent would dodge it in a hurry, only to collapse from exhaustion. It was because the power of the destruction rays fired without a time difference was overwhelming. They just needed to add âDragon Wordsâ to this and the Old Dragon would be able to secure a definitive victory.
The problem was that Bunhelier was terrible at Dragon Words.
Grid thought, âWell, an Absolute has resistance to Dragon Words.â
[This guy⊠you are avoiding me like a rat.]
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If he was going to say such words, shouldnât he stop polymorphing into a mouse?
Grid barely swallowed down the words that rose to his throat.
He silently observed the situation. In fact, King Sobyeol was just a prey that had been caught. Gridâs colleagues fought so well. The current King Sobyeol was in such an injured state that Grid could cut his throat the moment he used Shunpo and did a pincer attack with Bunhelier. However, Grid had no intention of getting off Bunhelierâs head. The goal was to maintain the Dragon Knight status.
âIt has been one minute.â
It was because it wouldnât be unexpected for Chiyou to show up at any moment now.
King Sobyeol was also conscious of it. [A bit more⊠just hold on for a whileâŠ]
The baptism of Breaths started to intertwine like a spiderâs web.
King Sobyeol, who was isolated in the storm of destructive rays that engulfed the light around him, was very calm. He was an Absolute for a reason. He withstood the pincer attacks of Grid and Bunhelier with pure skill.
âIf this bastard wasnât the type to stab others in the back, I wouldâve seriously considered cooperation.â
King Sobyeol remained calm even after Shunpo was blocked? This meant that he had something to believe in apart from Chiyou, whose arrival time was unknown. There was no need to forcibly approach him.
It happened the moment Grid made this judgmentâŠ
[Hahaha! It is nice to see the trapped rat!] Bunhelierâs thoughts seemed to be different from Gridâs. He rushed quickly toward King Sobyeol, who was trapped in the dark space created by the Breathâs magic power.
âIt is understandable.â
This dark space wasnât created by accident. It was deliberately created by Bunhelier after he came up with the plan to imprison and then hunt down King Sobyeol. He had made it so he should take advantage of it.
Additionally, Bunhelier was an Old Dragon. He didnât doubt his own strength. He might be humble if his opponent was Nevartan, Trauka, Raiders, or Chiyou. It was probably also if the opponent was a God of the Beginning or Baal, who cursed himâŠ
âThere are actually many of them.â
In any case, the current Bunhelier was a valiant hunter, not a herbivore disguised as a mouse.
ââŠIt is up to here.â
Grid redistributed all his stat points into strength and tugged at Bunhelierâs horn. It was just before he entered the dark space where King Sobyeol was confined.
Bunhelier stopped reflexively when his head. was pulled back and disliked it. [Do you intend to kill me?]
âYou wonât die even if your neck is bent back. A great, Old Dragon wonât die from that.â
[Hmph. Why did you stop me?]
âThere is no need to take risks.â
Bunhelier looked beyond the dark space. A small distortion was taking place in the heart of the space filled with Bunhelierâs magic power. It felt like the flow was twisted. The magic power that shouldâve intersected in a straight line along the trajectory of the Breaths had become a winding curve.
[It is being absorbed.]
Bunhelierâs Breath has a destructive tendency. The same was true of the magic power, which was the source of the Breath. Originally, it was right that King Sobyeolâs divinity couldnât absorb it.
But it was doing it.
âThere must still be a hidden secret,â Grid thought in a simple manner. He had numerous items. Depending on which item he relied on in any situation, they could act as a trump card that was difficult to predict from the enemyâs point of view.
He accepted that King Sobyeol, an Absolute like him, would naturally have such power.
[He is using the divinity of Daebyeol.] On the other hand, Bunhelier intuitively grasped the situation. [The divinity dwelling in the great bow. He has combined it with his own divinity.]
The divinity of King Daebyeol was also colorless. There were differences from the divinity and power of King Sobyeol, but the performance itself was similar, so it was easy to combine.
[He is very strong. Iâm glad I stopped as you said.]
Grid was surprised. Bunhelier, who was only kind to himself and was stingy with others, rated King Sobyeol as very strong.
âIt is true that King Daebyeol is a bigshot among bigshots. King Sobyeol also isnât easy.â
Grid was convinced and asked bluntly, âIs it at a level where we might be pushed back?â
[What? If that was the case, I wouldâve used Polymorph right away⊠no, it isnât that bad. However, for the time being, my Breath is useless.]
âFor the time being. Do you mean that the duration of that state is short?â
[Of course. You are a god. Shouldnât you know this? It is impossible to embody the divinity of another being as your own. If that was possible, I can guarantee that Judar wouldâve been hunting other gods.]
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What was Judar doing? Was it okay to think of him as the Bunhelier of the divine world?
[âŠWhy do you keep looking at me in an unpleasant way?]
Grid thought, âIt is certain that Bunhelier has eyes in the back of his head.â
Grid shook his head and remained silent. The fact that King Sobyeol had entered a new phase didnât change the situation.
He remained quiet while feeling wary of Chiyou.
âIf the others flee quickly, then I can run away without hesitation.â
Gridâs gaze shifted toward the ground. His apostles and colleagues were gathered around Braham and Euphemina.They were acting as guards while waiting for Mass Teleport to be completed. It was a move agreed upon in advance with Grid.
âIâm sorry.â Grid seemed to hear such an auditory hallucination every time he looked at his colleagues.
He told them in his mind, âYou donât know what a great achievement you have accomplished.â
Grid laughed.
Today, the apostles and Overgeared members fought with an Absolute. Thanks to this, Grid was able to hunt down the imoogi before Chiyou arrived. Todayâs event would be recorded as part of the myth. No matter what anyone said, the protagonists of this myth would be the apostles and the members of the Overgeared Guild.
It was okay for them to be proud of themselves. They shouldnât look like they were sinners.
âThey will find out soon enough.â
Grid was certain that as soon as this incident was over and compensation was settled, their status would rise unconditionally. In particular, Kraugel had fought head-on with King Sobyeol and Faker had inflicted a serious wound. It wouldnât be strange if they gained a few levels of status this time.
âAfter that, if they can continue to climb the tower and make great achievements in Asgard, then they can aim to be an AbsoluteâŠâ
It would actually be much easier to take the route of becoming a âgod.â The apostles and the members of the Overgeared Guild were well worshiped by civilians.
However, Grid somehow felt that Kraugel and Faker wouldnât do that. They would probably reject the normal route.
âThey are both secretly perverts.â
Werenât they the ones who walked the path of asceticism and refused the easy path?
[You are running away.] King Sobyeol said. Grid woke up from his thoughts due to this intent that emanated from the dark space. King Sobyeol was moving. It was while expressing a completely different momentum from the previous time when he focused on âholding onâ while waiting for Chiyouâs arrival. [The yeouiju is mine.]
There was a risk that he would miss Grid the moment the humans on the ground ran away. King Sobyeol noticed this and moved actively. He threw himself toward Bunhelier. In the process, he absorbed all the Breaths that were fired several times. The increasingly thickening dark magic power spread out like a curtain around him.
âWhy do you keep shooting Breaths when they wonât work anyway?â
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Grid reprimanded Bunhelier and Bunhelier couldnât refute it.
Bunhelier had expected the Breaths not to work, but he hadnât expected it to be to this extent. His pride was hurt and his expression became dark. The divinity, which was originally colorless, retained the magic power of Bunhelier and exerted even more power.
âI shouldnât get hit by that.â
Gridâs tanking ability might be comparable to an Old Dragon, but he wasnât invincible. He wasnât confident that he could fully handle the magic power of an Old Dragon that was added to the divinities of two Absolutes.
Bunhelierâs thoughts were the same. He hastily descended and dodged the attack.
He paused for a moment in the process. It was less than 0.01 seconds, but he clearly stiffened.
âIs he really an Old Dragon?â
Grid noticed why Bunhelier had stopped and was convinced.
âThere is no way he is an Old Dragon. He is unconditionally a mixed race. Iâm glad I got the yeouijuâŠâ
[Why are you looking at me in such an unpleasant manner?]
âHey, didnât you just try to polymorph into a mouse?â
[âŠChanging the size of my body during battle easily creates beneficial variables.]
âLooking at the way you are talking, the words mustâve stung, nyang,â Noe interjected.
[Shut up, cat.]
The pursuit of King Sobyeol continued even during the midst of their brief conversation. He shot black magic power with the great bow, disrupting Bunhelierâs flight. Finally, he stood on the same stage as Grid. It meant he got on Bunhelierâs back.
[âŠâŠ]
Surprisingly, Bunhelier didnât react sensitively. The area above his back was Gridâs area.
King Sobyeol stated, [It is too much of a loss to be deprived of the yeouiju in a situation where I canât get your cooperation. You must not escape.]
King Sobyeol combined the two divinities and absorbed Bunhelierâs magic power. It was a huge greatsword that was made from the black magic power. Maybe it was because he was conscious of Gridâs strength, but he grabbed it with both hands.
âHe is truly an intermediate boss of a dimension.â
Grid had no choice but to fight.
It happened as Noe was applying the Imoogiâs Poisonous Fang to Gridâs sword that was still in the combined stateâŠ
Jingle.
A bell was heard.
King Sobyeolâs face noticeably brightened as he said, [The variables have disappeared.]
It was an expression like he had seen a savior.
At this moment, Gridâs head cooled down.
That guyâdid Chiyou know he was someone who could make another being look like this? Was this why he turned away from the people who desperately wished to be saved.
Grid recalled the faces of the people he had seen and encountered, and recalled the anger he had forgotten. However, now wasnât the time to be buried by anger. Braham had just started to activate the Mass Teleport. For Grid, who had to wait for all his colleagues to leave before retreating, one or two seconds seemed like forever.
âKill him.â Chiyouâs voice was heard. The Martial God slowly descended over the head of King Sobyeol. His gaze was fixed on Grid.
Kill him?
Neither Grid nor King Sobyeol understood what he meant for a moment.
[Are you crazy�] King Sobyeol grasped the situation a bit faster. He threw himself away violently to leave this spot.
He failed.
Chiyouâs hand grabbed him by the neck and refused to let go.
[Chiyou, youâŠ! Traitor!!]
âKill him. He will be a good offering for you.â
Gridâs heart sank even further. The more he knew about this existence he had long admired, the more frustrated he became with the fact that Chiyou was so crazy.
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