Overgeared

the power of the half-draconians.
The level of the senior warriors he was wary of were below the Seven Dukes.
Based on the overall level, they couldn’t survive the seventh ridge.

‘The level of the leader is obviously high but it will be similar to Teruchan…
trying to dominate Frontier with only this much power? Foolish guys.’

They didn’t understand their targets at all.
This was Grid’s evaluation of the half-draconians.
It was a very wrong evaluation.
A single digit Red Knight could conquer a small kingdom alone…

Originally, this was common sense on the West Continent.
Helena’s power, along with intermediate warriors comparable to single digit Red Knights, and the five senior warriors beyond them, was a power that could dominate a single kingdom.
It was just that the Overgeared Kingdom was special.
The reason why the half-draconians didn’t conquer Frontier wasn’t because they were weak.
It was because the Overgeared Kingdom was strong.

“…!”

The half-draconian Kube walking with Grid flinched.
He had already witnessed the power of the farmers, the little vampire, and the knights.
Apart from Jude who looked incompetent, all of them were powerful people comparable to Grid.
Kube felt great anxiety as they took the lead.
He felt that it would be hard for even Helena to handle their combined attacks.

‘Helena, you need to deal with these useless ones first before you have a chance to win.’

Kube was glancing at the 10 meritorious retainers in the rear with regret.

“Attack.”

Then Kube heard a familiar voice.
Grid’s gaze turned in the direction of the voice.
A gap in a steep hillside that seemed impossible for anyone to stand on.
Black rays were being fired from there.

“Retreat!”

The Breath of the half-draconians—the five rays of power that had never been seen before were aimed precisely at the 10 meritorious retainers in the rear.
This meant the half-draconian had an accurate understanding of who was weak and who was strong in Grid’s group.

Grid hurriedly flew and grabbed Yura and Jishuka.
Thanks to the Holy Light Shield, which he made as a spare, he was able to feel the power of the Breath weakening rapidly after it collided with the shield.
Grid changed the angle of the shield to twist the trajectory of the Breath and looked around.

Meanwhile, Mercedes, Asmophel, and Noll acted like Grid and protected the other members of the 10 meritorious retainers.
Their swords, shields, and magic twisted or destroyed the Breaths’ trajectory.
Just one person…

“Cough!”

Piaro was still struggling to shake off the Breath.
The two bean trees that he planted were tightly intertwined together to block the Breath but they didn’t seem able to handle it based on the way they shook and cracked.

“Piaro!”

“Sir Piaro!”

Grid, Mercedes, and Asmophel flew over.
They supported the two bean trees and Piaro by standing behind his shaking back, empowering him.
Then their eyes widened at the same time.
The power of the Breath was beyond imagination.
Grid, Mercedes, and Asmophel shook as they supported Piaro’s back with their hands.

“Cough!”

Asmophel was the first to cough up blood.
He had an internal injury and his complexion was bluish-white.
However, he never let go of the hand supporting Piaro’s back.
This made him the first target.

“What courage do you have to come all this way when you can’t even hold out against the Breath?”

Glowing orange hair disturbed their vision.

Mercedes—the first one to respond—swung her sword.
However, she was unable to use her full power due to her other hand supporting Piaro.
Did the female half-draconian notice it? She didn’t guard against Mercedes’ sword.
The scales on the shoulders of the female half-draconians fell after being slashed by Mercedes’ sword.

The claws of the female half-draconian easily pierced Asmophel’s abdomen.

“Asmophel…!” Grid’s anger soared sharply when he witnessed his colleague’s crisis.
However, he couldn’t move.
He couldn’t disregard the enemy who tied up Piaro with a single Breath while reducing Asmophel’s health by one-third with one blow.
Grid remained calm instead of being carried away by his anger.
It was only after confirming that the energy of the Breath aimed at Piaro was fading away that Grid released the hand supporting Piaro’s back and rushed at the female half-draconian.

0.5 seconds.
The eyes of the female half-draconian turned from observing others toward Grid.
Then the Breath shot from her bewitching mouth flew at Grid.

‘It is serious!’

“…?!”

A chill went down Grid’s spine as he pulled out the Holy Light Shield and blocked the Breath.
The half-draconian’s Breath didn’t disappear after colliding with the shield and caused all types of debuffs.

[You have been exposed to the evil spirit of the evil dragon.
The powerful strength of the Breath has suppressed your body.
You won’t be able to move for 5 seconds until the Breath disappears.]

[Resistance has failed.]

[The evil dragon’s evil spirit will rot your body from the inside.
The ‘poisoned,’ ‘bleeding,’ and ‘internal injuries’ abnormal statuses have occurred.]

[You have resisted.]

[The evil dragon’s evil spirit has cursed you.
For the next 10 seconds, skills and magic casting speed is reduced by two times while dodge rate and hit rate are reduced by 80% for 5 seconds.]

[Resistance has failed.]

The ability to ignore resistances to abnormal statuses—it was usually the sole possession of absolute beings, and it crippled Grid for a while.
Grid’s trembling gaze was fixed on the top of the head of the female half-draconian.
Helena—her brightly colored name was exceptionally dazzling.

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