A strange sound rang out. It was from the back of Pungsa’s hand that slammed against the side of Grid’s stabbing sword. His skin was peeled off and his bones were crushed by the Yellow Dragon sword energy, which flew wildly like its appearance. Blood fluttered along with the Flower sword energy that was shaped like petals. It was proof that the created god wasn’t a concept, but a living thing. Even if he wanted to deny it, he was close to a human god.

Then Grid’s sword was trapped in the clouds that Unsa had relentlessly gathered. The Yellow Dragon sword energy lost its target and Grid became defenseless for a moment. However, the Three Masters couldn’t target any of Grid’s gaps. Grid’s response was too good. He immediately activated the power of the Blue Dragon and scattered far more powerful lightning than before through the clouds. He was using the enemy’s power in reverse.

‘This damn monstrous guy.’

There were many eyes on the commotion. The humans on the ground were strengthening the divinity of the Three Masters in real time. The belief that the god they served couldn’t be defeated gave the Three Masters great strength.

That’s right—to the people of the Pa Kingdom, Grid was an unidentified invader. They still weren’t freed from the false myth despite the...