Overgeared

She was being watched by Baal’s familiar. Upon learning this new fact, Rose felt joy, not panic. The only great demon among players.

Who else but me is the right person to be Baal’s Contractor, a position that is currently vacant?

The thoughts that had been hidden in the dark rose to the surface. Baal’s surveillance came with mixed interest.

‘My loyalty to Amoract... I don’t need to keep it.’

It was purely because of Amoract that Rose became a great demon. However, Rose hadn’t seen any benefits to being a great demon. The strength gained in exchange for many inconveniences had been repeatedly trampled on before it could even see the light. At every important moment, she only had memories of meeting the Overgeared Guild and being crushed.

It wasn’t because Rose was incompetent. Rose participated in large-scale quests every time, but each time, she was pushed in terms of strategy and tactics because the leadership positions were empty. Among the demons, the clever ones were rare. In the first place, the clever ones didn’t go to war. They were busy working secretly and taking care of their own interests.

In any case, Rose didn’t feel the need to be loyal to Amoract. Rose thought it would be more convenient to be by Baal’s side, rather than being on the side of Amoract, who was obsessed with Yura even though Rose was beside her. In the first place, Baal was the 1st ranked Great Demon. She had to get on his ship well.

‘Let’s accept the scouting offer!’

“Filth.”

“W-What?” Rose questioned Agnus, who was cursing.

It was stinging, like Agnus had read her heart. However, Agnus’ gaze was fixed on her back, not on Rose. It was on the wriggling and swaying darkness.

Baal’s familiar.

“That shadow is Baal’s filth. The moment you step foot into hell, everyone will have that filth in their shadows. Baal isn’t watching over you because he thinks you are special.”

Agnus only discovered this after he was disqualified from being Baal’s Contractor. The moment when he was exhausted and weakened, the filth that had been attached to his shadow popped out. It recovered the power he had built up as Baal’s Contractor...

Agnus understood many things from then on. How did Baal know most of what was going on in hell like it was on the palm of his hand? What means did he use to ‘absorb’ and ‘transfer’ the power of dead demons and demonic creatures?

“Contrary to its appearance, hell is under the complete control of Baal. It is no more or less than Baal’s playground. There is nothing more worthless than having a purpose or finding meaning there.”

All beings bound to hell ultimately had their fates determined according to Baal’s will. Agnus had actually witnessed it several times. The sight of the demons, who were saved by Baal, gained strength due to Baal, and praised Baal, only to be eventually betrayed by Baal, ridiculed, cursed at, and killed due to Baal. All those who associated with Baal would face the same end.

“A-Amoract is different, right?” Rose asked with an awkwardly stiff face. She was reminded of Agnus’ personality. Agnus was a madman in everyone’s eyes, but he rarely spoke empty words. One of the reasons why he was treated like crazy and hated by people was due to his outspoken attitude of always telling the truth. He was a person who had no lies or pretenses because he didn’t intend to get along with people. That was Agnus.

“Isn’t her existence itself too much of a curse to trust her?” Agnus answered immediately without thinking about it.

The Great Demon of Conflict—a curse that drove people into a frenzy just by looking into her eyes. Someone who faced her would perceive an ally as an enemy. Even legends couldn’t resist it. A long time ago, Agnus had experienced it firsthand. He had encountered Amoract, who visited Baal’s palace.

-Agnus, your tongue has grown longer.

Baal’s familiar emerged from Rose’s shadow and opened his mouth. No, there was no organ called a mouth. A voice permeated his mind every time the black smoke rose. It had an unsightly appearance, but Agnus knew this was a prominent figure despite his outward appearance.

The eyes and ears of Baal.

[Asura’s Fragment]

into billions of pieces. There was a high probability that he was one of the strongest in hell along with the three evils of the beginning. It wasn’t particularly surprising. Among the gods, it could be debated that the only one god called ’Chiyou’ was the strongest. However, ordinary people often

have to discuss hell when you have been

a pile of shit?

want to resurrect my dead lover in

when he was trying to achieve that futile goal, so there was no need

“W-Wait. Is this okay?”

face. It was because she received all types of abnormal statuses the moment the black shadow gradually took a certain shape. A great demon naturally resisted most status abnormalities, but this was an exception. In the end,

Rose, and the villagers. It was an attempt to eliminate all witnesses. No, it could be

“It should be fine.”

one of billions of fragments. Agnus snorted and summoned his death knights and skeleton

Agnus ordered some skeletons to

Why is

was often rumored that he didn’t treat women harshly, but of course, it was just a rumor. Yet at

aftermath of losing his power? Did he decide that he needed to shake off the notoriety

been a villain for nearly 15 years. Doing good deeds now wouldn’t change people’s perceptions of

it best. In the end, it is just a means of

wanted to get

live as a villain until

she would also be a target of Asura if she remained still. After solving the misunderstandings, she had to survive and obtain the paper and pen to safely complete

exchanged some blows. It was because the fragment of Asura only

is creepy to know that a familiar is on the

remembered the big frog she had seen during the Great Human and

great demon. The

a small part of Asura. It meant it could only exert the strength of a fingernail or a hair compared to the main body. Even so,

wondered what Asura’s identity was. It was for a very short time. It was a momentary curiosity, but the

It was a destructive power she had never experienced even against the Overgeared Guild.

humans had been traveling freely to hell and back,

just like right

-Kikil! Kikikik!

of Asura grew his body using the shadows that started to gather from all directions and

take the people and

trembled and looked

the ones who did me a favor when I was lost and wandering with nowhere to go. I

of me? This wouldn’t have happened if I

one who touched your

was in a position where he must bear the invasion of demons one day. However, now wasn’t

was a villain. He could only achieve his purpose by hurting people, so he was forced to turn

pen and paper

through his long sleeves. White bones without a single

any case, he was an undead. He was likely to be one of the few players she could

“I understand.”