Overgeared

The sanctuary was a measure that distinguished between a high or low god. The stronger the god, the more powerful their divinity and the more independent the realm that was built. Being independent made it hard to approach.

‘This is the sanctuary of the Overgeared God.’

The angels were accustomed to the sanctuary of the goddess. Even with fighting against the expelled gods or suppressing the rebellion of the seven malignant saints, the angels fought with protection in the goddess’ sanctuary. It meant she had a high discerning eye. Gabriel easily grasped and evaluated the Overgeared God’s sanctuary.

‘Excellent.’

It was a canyon of steel. The steel that melted in the heat spreading from the Overgeared God’s heart made hundreds of armor and overlaid them on the Overgeared God. Attacks could be absorbed without damage. It was a space optimized for the concept of protection. It was a sanctuary that reflected the tendencies of the Overgeared God who protected humanity.

If it was Raphael, they would’ve ridiculed and belittled it for being the domain of a coward, but... Gabriel couldn’t smile at all.

‘It is a noble mental world.’

The canyon of steel was high and serene. The steel that formed the canyon was cold and the heat that melted the steel was hot. The scene was like the tip of hell. However, Gabriel got a glimpse into the essence behind the landscape.

Humanity had faced all types of monsters, demons, angels, and even gods and dragons. So far, countless beings had plunged the surface into crisis and every time, the Overgeared God had saved it. The high canyon was the Overgeared God’s desire to be the fence that guarded the land and the numerous armors that sprang up in the canyon was the embodiment of the Overgeared God’s achievements.

‘A true god.’

Gabriel’s gaze shifted to Grid, Garion, and Debirion, who was wandering behind them. They might be weak, but their character alone resembled the goddess. It was unfortunate that she had to kill them.

This sentiment didn’t lead to the desire to help them. Gabriel’s heart had long cooled down. It was too cold to have any aspirations.

“It is very good for a sanctuary that you have just earned. However, there is a limit to the power of simply defending.”

The Overgeared God had been fighting enemies stronger than him. Above all else, surviving must’ve been the top priority. It was easy to understand the nature of the sanctuary that was specialized in defense. There was just no end if he kept simply defending. The way to achieve true victory and end the fight was to destroy the enemy. It meant that attacking was a higher concept than defense. It would’ve been perfect if it was as omnipotent as the goddess’ sanctuary, but it was unlikely that the Overgeared God, who had just been born, could create such a sanctuary.

“Let’s see how long you can hold out.”

Gabriel retrieved the spear that she had thrown. She held it in her hand, not with her fingers. This spear was her symbol. It formed a single body and moved freely even without her touching it. The intention of her fingers alone shook the sky and the earth. If she held it in her hand and wielded it, the world might perish.

However, now she had no hesitation. It was okay to destroy this place because it was the Overgeared God’s sanctuary, not reality.

A surge of shockwaves from Gabriel shook the entire canyon. The golden armor and spear she was armed with exploded a bright light in accordance with her will. They were the armor and spear bestowed by the goddess in the beginning. They were Gabriel’s symbols that had been with her since birth.

shaky world, Garion became contemplative. She was amazed by Gabriel’s power to shake up the entire sanctuary. She recognized that Grid’s divinity would fall significantly if the sanctuary collapsed and tried to persuade him, “There is no need to have a power struggle with Gabriel, who is going

would be great if she used that much power on the surface. Perhaps the duration

in front of him. The spear blade that rotated like a wheel was fierce. A gold glow was dispersed dizzyingly and the spaces that were touched by the particles

the sanctuary. Gabriel’s spear, armor, will, actions, and very existence destroyed the Overgeared God’s sanctuary in

‘Too late...’

Grid toward him and pushed herself forward. It was a desperate effort to save at least Grid. It was just

that she would have to witness before she died. She had experienced how much pain the energy of a god killer could cause. It broke her heart to think that Grid would

“......?”

enlarged as she got closer, crumpled up like a piece of paper. The astonishment

white cloth. Her armor, which she had proudly armed herself

Why?

was as if the spear was rejecting Gabriel. Contrary to Gabriel's will as she gave strength to her hands to the point where they turned white,

looked like she was swinging her fist in the air. There was no way

Flap.

Garion holding it with all his might, soared up backwards. The orange light, which suddenly spread like a veil, was restoring the damaged sanctuary in real time. During the time when he performed the sword dances with two swords, Grid mostly wielded Gujel’s Dao first. It was to use the characteristics of the dao, which used drawing the sword as an advantage. Most

dodged Grid’s first attack. The light that spread around her seemed to replace her senses. It was obviously a superior version of the artificial

‘It is great.’

react to a surprise attack while disarmed was that great. It was an opportunity to once again realize the skills of

‘It is okay.’

felt the presence of Garion and Debirion

colleagues who would soon become absolutes. It was also reassuring that the Overgeared members in hell were becoming

the aftermath of Cranbel’s Horn

Sword. Therefore, she failed to avoid the attack properly. It

situation as she was stabbed by a sword bent at a strange angle and stretched out the thumb of his left

Pinnacle

Shunpo to move above Gabriel, whose balance had collapsed, and descended vertically. He pulled Gujel’s Dao, which he was holding with a short grip, toward his chest. At the same time, he pushed Cranbel’s Horn forward. The dragon’s movement that he used to penetrate through Gabriel’s light showed a certain vision to Gabriel, who was already

descent—it was a sight created by combining the sword dance and Cranbel’s

lose if I

a quick judgment. She was robbed of her weapon, a

motionless like it was nailed in place. It was due to the wavelength of power generated by Grid’s six fusion sword dance. A vast energy was pulling at the surroundings like a

in the eyes that looked at her who was in a crisis. His eyes looked like he was encountering something insignificant

to be resisted. It was an emotion she felt only when facing the gods of the beginning, the old dragons, and the only one god, Chiyou. This was the surface, not heaven, it was because of the loss of her weapon or armor, and other excuses, but even without these causes, Gabriel would’ve admired Grid. The appearance of Grid as he reproduced a dragon’s momentum

time, there was the sound of bells as if responding to

‘...Chiyou?’