Overgeared

Pain was to be remembered. Once imprinted, it couldn't be easily shaken off.

"...It doesn't hurt at all." Jishuka smiled slightly as she sat in the capsule for a long time and rubbed her fingers. The pain in her fingers that overlapped every time she continuously fired—this was the worst penalty an archer had to endure. They had to feel the pain of their flesh being crushed, their muscles being ruptured, and their bones cracking throughout the battle. It might not be comparable to actual pain, but it still hurt.

Above all, it was very difficult psychologically. The longer the battle, the more times the bowstring was pulled. She knew that this pain would stay in her memories and torture her all night after she returned to reality and she sometimes wanted to run away.

Of course, she didn't really escape. She didn't take a step back. She didn't complain of pain to her colleagues or show it. Even so, Grid knew her pain. After she returned from the hell expedition, he presented her with a new thimble. It was a durable thimble. It wrapped around her fingers and contained Grid's warm consideration.

'...You have always been paying attention to me.'

He trusted her. He thought she would be able to do well with this rough thimble.

"Good, let's have strength."

Jishuka enjoyed the moment for a while before standing up vigorously. On the hologram in front of the capsule, Grid's activity was being shown. It was very cool to see him break through the crisis in some way. It was an expected performance. Just as Grid believed in JIshuka, she believed in Grid.

'Relax and fight at ease.'

She would protect the Behen Archipelago to the end—she made this resolution as she ate the banana milk flavored calorie bar and spicy chicken flavored nuts. It was an effort to adapt to Korean tastes, although it was a distorted palate. In any case, she supplemented herself with nutrients and lay down in the capsule again.

***

The 8th Great Demon, Barbatos, presided over death. If the target was within his 'field of view,' he could shoot them regardless of the distance and terrain. Thus, he was called the god of death.

He was the object of actual faith. His ability to execute others beyond time and space was sufficient to make him an object of awe and worship. Unlike Sitri, who swallowed the ghosts of hell and lost his ego in exchange for gaining a power comparable to a god, Barbatos was becoming a real demon god with the worship of other demons.

...This was until Leraje became active. It was hundreds of years ago. Leraje returned with the undefeated myth from the Behen Archipelago and emerged as a new idol. Otherwise, Barbatos would have succeeded in building divinity by monopolizing the worship of demons.

In Empress Basara's bedroom, inside the imperial palace...

'What...' Barbatos, who was using a place no one could've predicted as a sniping point, was shaken. It was because Grid kept avoiding and blocking his sniping. Grid did it while fighting Baal. He was doing the impossible.

'Is Baal doing it half-heartedly?'

It was natural to wonder about such a thing. Barbatos was close to Baal's faction, but he didn't trust Baal. Baal knew clearly that he was aiming for Grid's divinity and made it difficult on purpose. He cursed and said that there wouldn't be another son of a bitch like this in the world. Then, suddenly—

'...No?' He confirmed that Baal's face had a distorted smile.

Chill.

down Barbatos'

***

this, Grid identified the location Baal was coming from even

his speed and level of thinking entered

into uncontrollable laughter as he was hit back after his attack was blocked. His expression crumpled like a piece of paper. It wasn't an expression of emotion.

due to expansion. The sword that was surrounded by mana,

'It is easy.'

senses and intuition that was regarded as the exclusive property of geniuses. The information

direction it flew in. It was different from his transcendent senses and Keen Insight. His transcendent senses only informed him that a threat was coming. It raised his reflexes without reading it in detail until the 'form' of the threat approaching was clear. Keen Insight had the prerequisite of 'look

were bound to be great, but they were just less convenient

in the middle of the rotation. It disappeared without notice. This was because the sword dance was used at unexpected timings by

senses in real time. Thus, it was even trickier.

several minutes of attacking and defending that he saw through and escaped Grid's

he gained Zik's body, Baal checked that it was on the level of a 'high level tower association member.' Still, the upper dantian was comparable to his main body and he was able to control the hell moon. He decided he would enjoy

for a while, his

is no

witnessed and experienced more geniuses than the stars, but he thought Grid was the best. It was natural. If

last world

urged Baal, "It is pointless to

enjoying this moment. It was thrilling to have

to his senses consumed a lot of concentration, but Grid's senses were artificial. It was implemented with items, thus it consumed less concentration. It was much faster than when he solely relied on his transcendent

Baal's smiling eyes. Then the demonic energy, which had been wrapped around his skin like armor, rose in a haze. It was reminiscent of the past Grid's Blackening. It was a change in

"This is the limit."

a matter of authority that was in a completely different realm from controlling the hell moon. Baal did the best he

"It won't disappoint you."

other side of the direction in which the

in that path, also

Overgeared members, who were helping the soldiers retreat according to Lauel's order, stiffened like stone statues. An explosion occurred in the distance and they couldn't hear Grid's theme song. They couldn't even

speculation

——!

black line. It intertwined with an orange line above it.

"Grid!"

that was filled with a rare passion. A huge tsunami swallowed the sky that was dyed several colors. The moment the line

from the sky. The tsunami, which was

body on the terrace faltered. At this time, an explosion occurred in the palace and caused Braham to fall to the ground. Kyle chased after him

demons in the procession chasing after him had the modifier 'Barbatos's subordinates.' The series of explosions inside the palace caused part of the imperial palace to collapse. In these circumstances, Mercedes and Asmophel seemed to be engaged in a fierce battle with