Overgeared

Grid had been convinced from the time that 100,000 Army Blockade Sword failed to cut Leraje’s mucus. He knew he couldn’t defeat Leraje in a normal way. If it wasn’t for God's Command’s triggering three times in a row, he wouldn’t have won this fight with overwhelmingly favorable conditions.

“I was lucky,” Grid honestly admitted it. It was easy for a winner to be relaxed. Now that he had won, it wasn’t a loss to act humble.

“Uh...!”

Grid’s attitude made Leraje even more flustered. She denied defeat while stomping her feet, yet this person humbly said it was thanks to luck that he won. It was a complete defeat. As expected, the demons on the scene started mumbling again. The eyes that were filled with envy toward Leraje not long ago were not filled with distrust. Some of them even laughed at her.

‘It’s ruined! Ruined!’

A surprising thing happened as Leraje increased the strength of her hands holding the armrest of the throne. The armrests were terribly broken, becoming dust and scattering. Grid’s face stiffened.

‘Is this real?’

Grid was a mythical blacksmith. He could instantly see what the material of the red throne was made of. Bloodstone—it was the strongest mineral in hell. The red throne made of bloodstone had at least the same durability as legendary rated items. Yet she simply crushed it to powder using her hands...

He wondered if he could endure it if she used skills with such power.

‘I think a head-on confrontation would be suicidal unless I use Saleos’ power.’

It meant that a fight itself wasn’t possible. Did that make sense?

Grid was clicking his tongue at the absurdity when he saw the smoke rising over the dust.

‘Ah...’ Grid realized something and his gaze fixed on the broken armrest. A cross section was pouring down. It was flowing down like it wasn’t crushed by force, but corroded by some type of acid.

‘It is like this.’

The mucus dissolved substances that were insufficient by halving physical force. In many ways, Leraje’s ability was very powerful. The duration of Item Combination ended and the Enlightenment Sword and Fire Dragon Sword were separated. The Fire Dragon Sword had infinite durability and it was fine, but the Enlightenment Sword was greatly damaged.

‘It will be virtually impossible to raid Leraje.’

However, it might be easy to raid her if Braham was present. The 10th great demon was certainly a great existence, but it couldn’t be close to Mir, the half-god. Her physical power was so strong that there was a high probably that she would be weak to magic due to the recoil.

As Grid was thinking, Leraje’s expression distorted even further. ‘I have become weaker.’

over a thousand years. Her status fell and her strength weakened in proportion to the fall. The evidence was that the armrest she originally intended to turn into powder still

The thousands of demons and the Demon Slayer. If she killed all those who witnessed today’s events, the loss might be restored to a certain

‘Cowardly bastard!’

due to her deputy command Kalbaba and his men who were shedding tears of

proceeding with an

objectively than anyone else here. The reason Leraje had an

terms of human morals. He was actually much more powerful than the Undefeated King, but he covered up the truth to win in a despicable manner. The

are using tricks and wagging your tail to defend

group of losers.

various demons to this event. Those who should’ve been eyewitnesses to the victory and improve Leraje’s reputation instead sided with Grid. They were demons obsessed with winner-takes-all and focused

you have something to say, come forward and speak confidently! However, you need to be prepared to get your heads cut

“......!”

“......!”

Kalbaba couldn’t stand their gossiping and roared at them. A chill went down Grid’s spine. He was the close aide of the 10th ranked great demon for a reason. He didn’t have

to the great demons I’ve fought

very powerful. He was one level ahead of Andras, who was Baal’s subordinate.

I

and was concerned about her was that he personally experienced hell. Grid was worried and sad for her, who fought alone in this huge and terrifying world and was determined to fight alone in the future. Both reality and the game seemed harsh to Yura, so he wanted

who distort the essence of the confrontation and say that

anger as he yelled at the demons turned toward Grid again. He was noticeably quite angry. It was an atmosphere where he would apply for a confrontation just like

good about continuing to

If he was swept up in the atmosphere and fought against Kalbaba, he would have to fight against the chariot corps that he led. Leraje was bound

the abilities of Supreme

accustomed to analyzing the character’s personality and taking the situation into account to create a favorable development. It wasn’t

your master is worthy of being a ruler of hell. She is really strong. I would’ve lost if it had been a fair confrontation. This is why I acted cowardly after confirming that

“......”

master is the strongest, but she seems to be trying to understand the position of the weak by remaining silent.

“......!”

“......!”

corps, were greatly shaken. As mentioned earlier, demons were obsessed with winner-takes-all. The conventional logic of hell was that the winner could seize everything and claim rights. It was shocking for the winner, Grid, to call himself weak and flatter the loser. The corners of the stiff-faced

fleeting compared to this body, one of the rulers of hell. I fully understand the feelings of the weak who cowardly hide their identity

“Umm...!”