Overgeared

Grid loathed the yangbans. He saw them as huge pests dressed in the mask of a human. Garam was largely to blame. No, almost every yangban let Grid down.

Those who were united with their sense of elitism didn't hide their ugly nature. They tried to harm the eastern gods that existed due to the wishes of humanity and fill the vacancy. They dreamed of becoming a god without knowing the concept of kindness and benevolence. They treated humans as sacrifices while trying to become the god of humans. They were dangerous, insidious, ignorant, and contradictory existences. In short, they were worse than beasts.

The good part was that they didn't kill easily compared to demons. It was just one thing, but even that couldn't be considered as goodwill. Humans were needed in order to become a god. This was why he failed to purely accept Mir's near 'favor' attitude as he encouraged and respected Grid and Kraugel who consistently challenged him.

"Mir..."

A man who appeared at an unexpected moment and stood by his side. The pinnacle of the yangbans he hated so much. Some scenes flashed through Grid's memory when looking at him.

First of all, he remembered their first meeting. Mir had greeted Grid with the utmost courtesy. He seemed to be fine at the possibility of being robbed of the Blue Dragon Dao, which he had guarded for a long time. Of course, he wasn't willing to give it obediently. Rather, he discussed Grid's qualifications.

At the same time, he talked about a god. A god wasn't omnipotent. He evaluated that the responsibility on Grid's shoulders was too much.

Grid just found it unpleasant at the time. He thought that the insidious yangban was just talking smoothly on the surface. He regarded it as a trick to break down his resolution. Looking back on it now, there was a certain type of remorse in Mir's eyes. There was no falsehood in his wounds, his admiration of Grid and Kraugel, and his secret delight. His attitude was the same when the two of them challenged him again. He stimulated and encouraged them rather than being vigilant. It was closer to a spar.

"......"

Grid carefully looked at Mir. The sword scars on his face and body. Most of them were made by Grid and Kraugel. He left them as a medal, even though he could immediately get rid of them with the power of the red phoenix.

"You..." Grid organized his thoughts in an instant and asked in a straightforward manner, "Do you like me?"

Mir didn't deny it. He opened his mouth while recalling what he previously said to Yeum, "I sympathize with the blue dragon god you are trying to save, but I don't like it."

Kaya's perpetual snow was created by the blue dragon's resentment. The snow hurt many people and animals. The people of Kaya lived in the desert and originally didn't know the cold. They weren't prepared for the cold and didn't know how to prepare. It was difficult to adapt to the cold and snow that suddenly occurred and many people froze to death or abandoned their hometown. The situation of the animals was even more serious.

Did the blue dragon really not know that its resentment would hurt those it protected? It wasn't possible.

"For me, a god is like a child. It is because they are strong, narrow-minded, and tend to believe that they are omnipotent..."

A bitter smile spread on Mir's face as he looked up at Raphael in the sky. He remembered when he was cut by Grid's Falling Moon Sword. His survival instinct had been aroused and he cut everything in the area.

"An angel isn't that much different. You have experienced it firsthand, so you will know best."

same. If you are holding

important that you are

"......"

shameful, but is natural. I have no doubt that you will

"......"

the first place, you are my hope. It is because you are the one who proves that I can also be a god." Mir confessed honestly, "My goal is to be the martial god. It is to bring rest to Chiyou, gain strength, and guide the gods properly. I know this is a ridiculous dream. It is too much of a dream for me, who was born as a substitute

collapsed light spread. This meant Mir's expression as he confessed couldn't be seen properly. His small voice was covered up by

felt ashamed and afraid. His eyes were lowered and his voice trembled. He knew that his qualifications were far from enough to discuss this dream. It took considerable courage for him to confess

came to help me? Have

the ability to read Raphael's signs. It feels like I'm tangled up in a thread of destiny.

want to

to trust Mir. That was why

just hope that the short time

cared for the small

because there was no one who empathized with him. Thus,

"......"

he recalled his past. The ones who bothered him back then weren't

why people and animals suffer is... it

wish can't

these words. Perhaps he felt the kindness he had been hoping

know. That's why,

Grid and

hope the gods can be an existence to

the conversation. Conditions didn't allow them to

It was swift and instantaneous. It turned into a pure white bow that resembled the wings of an angel. There was the illusion that it had been

of them were amazing. The

level that ordinary players could deal with. If

action was faster than his judgment. He was already using Request to Stand With Me. He delivered his will to his creations scattered throughout the world. It was the power of the Overgeared God that

lighter compared to the beginning and he was in an overall weakened state. It wasn't a bad target to aim for. It happened at the time that the halo of

enemies when we meet again in the future. Putting aside my support for you in my heart, the authority to move me is usually

was already approaching Raphael. Mir didn't have just one or two strengths. His movements embodied the power of the four gods and he

is unpleasant. Is this how Chiyou feels when