Overgeared

“”......?!””

The eight heads of Dantalion that were cut off had startled expressions. The 16 eyes that fell to the ground observed the situation from different directions. The Overgeared God, the hatchling, the great magician, the incarnation of the seven malignant saints, the archangel, the master of Keen Insight, the Demon Slayer, etc. Those who were qualified to rule an era, or the world, were rushing toward him like hungry and irrational beasts seeing prey.

‘This... It is contrary to my expectations.’

Dantalion was smart. Based on the Overgeared God’s messengers, he inferred the purpose of the Overgeared God. Beriache’s revenge, the subjugation of the evil dragon, the war against Asgard...

Like the gods in the Genesis mythology, the Overgeared God was a person who carried many burdens on his shoulders. It was to fulfill the wishes of the messengers and make them fully subordinate to him.

‘The Overgeared God is in a position where he must fight against hell. It is normal to covet my knowledge.’

So what was this situation? The Overgeared God seemed to be lacking common sense. It was very abnormal. The eight heads that fell to the hot floor where lava flowed opened their mouths at the same time. “”Overgeared God. Do you really need to kill me? Why cut off my heads? Wouldn’t it benefit you to cooperate with me rather than fight me?””

Grid wondered, “On what basis?”

“”Is it really necessary for me to explain? My knowledge and strength will be a great help to you.””

“Not really.”

“”Do you distrust me because I’m a great demon? I will become your messenger. Then can you trust me?””

“Not so much.” It was like talking to a dead body but Grid wasn’t flustered. He knew from the beginning that a great demon wouldn’t die just because his head was cut off. The Fire Dragon Sword was placed on Dantalion’s body and flames appeared.

The eight heads sighed as they watched their body being engulfed in flames. “’Stupid. Indeed... Just because you are a god doesn’t mean you are intelligent. There are some indigenous people who can only howl like pigs.””

‘This guy talks too much.’

Grid blatantly heard he wasn’t smart and the agitated Grid used the five fusion sword dance. He destroyed Dantalion’s heart and tore through all his viscera.

The shockwave fired from Nefelina’s mouth and Braham’s magic crushed Dantalion’s flesh and bones. Zikfrector’s runes prevented Dantalion’s recovery and Sariel and Mercedes cut off Dantalion’s limbs. Yura fired from the sky from the large bean tree planted by Piaro and her bullets successively penetrated and destroyed the eight heads on the ground. It was to block the regeneration of the heads. Dantalion was thoroughly isolated. No demons, demonkin or demonic creatures helped him. They stayed inside the black crystal castle and simply watched as their master was dying.

‘Is there a concept of loyalty in hell?’

Most of them were forced to be loyal due to contracts so this was why more vigilance was needed. The great demon and their subordinates were bound together by a common destiny. If Dantalion died, the demons and demonkin who had a contract with Dantalion would die with him or their souls would degenerate. It meant that they shouldn’t just be watching.

‘It is strange.’

Grid’s group felt a sense of strangeness but this wasn’t a reason to stop attacking. The offensive continued and Dantalion desperately resisted. He replaced his lost vision with magic power, read and defended against attacks, and formed dozens of magic circles around his body to fight back.

Unlike Grid and Braham, who could use Magic Contemplation, and Nefelina, who was protected by her species’ absolute defense even if it was incomplete, the rest of the magicians were injured little by little. However, the rate at which Dantalion died was much faster.

Dantalion started with his head cut off from a surprise attack and he consumed too much magic power. He couldn’t hold on and lost all his health. A huge contribution was Yura’s sniper shots where she didn’t have to worry about being counterattacked.

happened the moment when Dantalion’s body started to disperse into

is regressing due

“......?!”

His cut off limbs were restored and the big and small wounds healed. The eight heads that were destroyed and

recovered Dantalion stepped back. It wasn’t until he returned to the location where he first appeared that Grid’s party noticed it.

‘Is it back tracking?’

The passage of time normalized as

the future

called it the ‘Book of the Future.’ The book that Dantalion carried showed the future in exchange for some type of sacrifice. It wasn’t omnipotent because it couldn’t specify the scope of the future but there was one fraudulent function. It was the

restrictions on this. It was impossible to choose when to turn back time. Even Dantalion considered it a great fortune that he could return to the point when

it costs a

the young man and woman turned black and soon scattered as ash. In doing so, he permanently lost a significant amount of knowledge. Tsk. Dantalion clicked his tongue and quickly turned around.

future is history’?” Grid came close and asked in an irritated

his lips. ‘It

greatness of a god who rose through the process of

an ordinary god. The moment he overcomes all the trials, his

Future. The surprised Grid pulled out the Blessed Weapon Enhancement Stones. It wasn’t an ancient

the +4 Blade

and the

went back once

‘This!’

his expression distorted. It was a situation where he had left his castle and it was just before his neck was cut. He could see Grid standing 10 meters away. Why was Grid’s expression even more

“”Think about the benefits of having me as

to me because I’m in a bad mood

as he checked his weapon. Fortunately, it was restored to +4 by the time

is clear that Dantalion’s time

his own time but the time of the world itself. Grid was certain that all

why he didn’t use this ability in the human world is because the

world was a type of game for great demons. None of them would be foolish enough to suffer damages while enjoying a game. In that sense, the great demons who came to play and

in exchange for turning time back once... He can’t lose all his heads so there

time had gone back to before Grid swung the Falling Moon Sword. That’s right. The time regression didn’t apply

his composure. He wanted to use Teleport to return to the castle but he felt Braham’s gaze and pulled out his sword. Braham’s ability to control and counter magic in real time was the fundamental reason for Dantalion’s

and there was a sound like iron being scratched. Some things unknowingly surfaced in Grid’s mind. He was reminded of the information that Dantalion used the Sword Saint’s swordsmanship when attacking the human world. The form of the swordsmanship that Biban used swept through his mind. He remembered the moments when he fought

moved reflexively. He forcefully twisted his muscles, put away the Falling Moon Sword and activated White Tiger’s Posture. Simultaneously, Dantalion’s sword appeared like lightning and cut at Grid’s upper body. It was a sword technique that must win in a battle of sword against sword. It was the Sword Saint’s absurd move that unconditionally avoided the opponent’s sword while hitting the opponent

suffered

of Doran’s Ring has been

demon. Dantalion couldn’t destroy the armor made of Greed and Grid’s use of the White Tiger’s Posture greatly increased his defense, but he still dealt so much damage.

than he imagined. He suppressed his killing intent toward Grid who drove him this far and maintained the right ‘line.’

covered Grid. However, Dantalion was implementing super sensitivity as well. He evaded the pouring bullets with minimal movements and deflected