Overgeared

There was a mother and child left in a fragment of his memory.

An ordinary woman and an extraordinary child. As screams erupted everywhere and chandeliers fell and smashed, the mother and child struggled to protect each other. The helpless woman embraced her son, while her son escaped from his mother’s arms and picked up a sword as large as his own body.

Perhaps it happened... in the Vatican. He helped the mother and child who were surrounded by the Yatan Servants. He was originally working with the Yatan Servants, so he ended up stabbing them in the back. He knew there would be many disadvantages, but he still stepped out.

‘I did a good job.’

A boy who was now a young man—Agnus stared at the boy who had a bright smile on his face and praised his former self.

A small thrill flooded in. For the first time since he was born, he realized how happy he was to be able to praise himself and feel proud.

I—I was born and drove a woman to a miserable death.

For the first time, this garbage that is worse than filth, feels pride...

“That is where I...” Lord’s stories about his adventure continued without stopping. Lord chatted as brightly as he could while trying not to notice the breathless sobs of Agnus, who had his head lowered.

***

No human being always made the right choices. All human beings had regrets and suffered. In particular, the more someone believed they were inferior to others, the more regrets they left behind. It was the same for Grid. It was even in childhood, in school, and in society. For all types of reasons and excuses, he left a variety of regrets.

Even these days, he would take a shower and scream when thinking back to that time. However, he didn’t bury it. In any case, regret was established because it was in the past.

Yes, it was all over. It was enough to try not to repeat the same situations that made him feel regret again in the future.

“...So you should be strong as well,” Grid, who had left when he saw Agnus’ eyes turn red, leaned his back against the door and muttered.

Lord’s powerful voice that came from beyond the closed door was considerate of Agnus. He was an admirable guy.

***

Lord’s adventure stories, which resembled Grid’s epics, ended only after Irene came. Agnus’ shy expression as he bowed to Irene and greeted her respectfully made Grid smile.

“First of all, call back the expedition.” It was after the two of them left. Agnus explained the overall situation to Grid and insisted. “Fragments of Asura will enter the shadows of all beings who step foot in hell. They are the eyes and ears of Baal.”

“......?”

Grid’s expression stiffened at once. It permeated the shadows of all beings who stepped into hell? He understood the meaning, but he didn’t want to. “Asura’s fragments... are you referring to the guy I killed earlier?”

“Yes. It is literally fragments. It is only a small part of him.”

“I think he was pretty strong for only a small part.”

He might’ve managed to kill the fragments in one go with the five fusion sword dance that overlapped with the full buff state and the buff of the seven malignant saints, but it was great that it endured the five fusion sword dance in the full buff state even once. Someone who was so strong was in an incomplete state?

A hypothesis had to be formulated in order to be convinced.

“Is he a hidden powerhouse of hell?”

“You understand it quickly.”

He couldn’t help but understand quickly. Grid had met Hayate, the strongest hidden powerhouse on the surface, and Chiyou, the strongest hidden powerhouse of the divine world. He even knew that the refractive dragon was said to be the strongest among the dragons. The refractive dragon was most likely to be an imaginary being, but in any case, it wasn’t strange that someone unusual was hiding in hell

‘Asura... judging from the relevant settings, I don’t think he would’ve been a demon from the start. I will have to ask Garion about his exact identity.’

be inferior when compared to Baal. Other than that, he has a convincingly powerful ability that I can’t comprehend. All I know

“Skill absorption and transfer?”

a famous,

Marbas.

transferred the absorbed power to me. Until then, I thought it was Baal’s unique

of what he had been through. It was immediately after the contract with Baal ended. Asura’s fragment

“This...” Grid’s face hardened.

shadows of every member of the hell expedition. If it also had

the negotiations and interjected, “This is why Baal sent a wave of demonic creatures to the expedition. He intends to fully nurture the expedition members and then take away their power. It

to interpret it as pure favor. They could only guess that Baal was acting on a whim because he was so eccentric. Now it obviously wasn’t a whim. There

‘A sinister bastard.’

that time. He was just preoccupied with mocking and trampling on the demon, Andras, who was loyal to him. He laughed at the demon who showed loyalty and respect to him when demons should betray grace, trample on respect, undermine trust, and ridicule those who depended on them.

cruelty was his

is

nervous Grid got up

question, “By the way, is it possible to take away the skills of a player who isn’t a demon? Agnus, the skills you had taken

Baal’s Contractor.” It was one rune power and one passive skill

demon’ and ‘take away up to two skills at random.’ Agnus

with the plan the moment he finds out that you

Grid, Agnus, and Rose from the time they met and would’ve roughly guessed what would happen next. It was because that abominable existence

the probability that one

He can’t cling to Grid

talking. It was because the divinity surrounding Grid’s body suddenly shook

“What?”

“This...”

to the window. A dark sky appeared outside the window. It was a sky that swallowed up not only the starlight, but also the moonlight. It looked like it

late.”

“Ah.” Lauel sighed.

dark all over the place. Only the area with the Overgeared World retained its

It was an occupation.

Lauel realized it, six

for Mercedes’ sword energy, gold for Sariel’s divinity, purple for Braham’s magic power, the dark blue color created by Zik’s runes intersecting, the green from Piaro’s Natural State, and the five colors that indicated Nefelina’s

apostles of Grid resisted the darkness that engulfed the lights and illuminated their surroundings. They were a lighthouse to guide the frightened

orange divinity soared above the spires and suddenly swelled up like the sun. It flashed from the highest point of the Overgeared Castle and lifted the darkness. It reached the small light from the apostles. In the end, the combined light

wonderful sight. The people were reminded that this was a nation established by Grid and felt relieved. Their fears were

“......!”

seemed to wriggle strangely before slowly opening its eyelid. A huge eye that had a panoramic view of Reinhardt with one glance. Tens of millions of

murmured, “The

message

hell moon

There

they saw during the Great Human and Demon War had evolved

of surprise. “What are

hell moon. They had experienced the Great Human and Demon War and

annihilate the target. Therefore, it was an object of fear. The old hell moon alone

moment had hundreds of thousands more eyes. The sight of the eyes reminiscent of a dragonfly’s compound eyes moving back and forth to search for prey was unrealistically horrifying. It was an apocalyptic sight that was beyond the disasters that humanity had ever

children. It would easily destroy the civilization that had been built up. There would be holes in the bodies of tens of millions of people. The corpses would pile up as high as a river and the blood would form a

failed to find the best response in the face of a sudden crisis. It was right that he should’ve thrown himself out

moon appeared. Rays of light started to pour down. It poured down on all sides without a single

and used all the skills he possessed to extinguish even one more ray. He immediately realized that it was an attempt with little results. The number of rays

and piled up to form a dome. It was a roof large enough to cover the entire city called Reinhardt. It was

-Hurry.