Overgeared

""Space Sword.""

It had to be tolerated even if this space was destroyed and 'that' was touched. It was urgent to get rid of the monster wearing a human mask and who grasped the reality of that…

The demon who received the soul of the Sword Saint made a decision. There was just something he had overlooked. It was that Mercedes had witnessed the complete Space Sword several times. It was Sword Saint Kraugel's Space Sword. The Space Sword he was using could be more powerful than Kraugel's one, but it couldn't be perfect. The demonic energy that had accumulated in the demon who lived since close to the beginning was strong, but the soul transplanted into him was nothing more than a fake.

'It isn't Muller.'

Then why did he believe that Muller's soul was transplanted in him?

Mercedes threw the shield and plugged it into the wall. Then she used the handle as a rod. She held it in one hand and turned her body to dodge the Space Sword. It was a feat that happened in an instant. The entire backdrop behind her was split in half, making it even more gorgeous.

People cheered and the demon's face crumpled.

""You avoided it?""

The Sword Saint had to cut the target. The representative technique for proving this law was Space Sword. It was an ultra-wide range technique that cut down the center of the world by taking the target as the vanishing point rather than the ultimate target. The moment the world was cut apart, it was natural for the target to be cut with it.

However, it was avoided. The demon belatedly noticed it—the world wasn't exactly split in half, it was split diagonally.

'I got the vanishing point wrong.'

How could he make this mistake?

Mercedes spoke to the demon who was criticizing himself, "It is natural that you can't do it right."

""……?""

"You're not a Sword Saint."

""That… this is something I know myself. It doesn't make sense as a provocation."

He had been transplanted with only a very small part of the soul of Sword Saint Muller. He could only understand and use the techniques of the Sword Saint. He wasn't actually a Sword Saint.

'This is why it is impossible to be perfect and it is natural to make mistakes.'

How he dealt with the mistakes was important…

The demon sublimated the enemy's provocation into enlightenment and smiled with satisfaction. He calmed his mind and heart. Then his composure was broken right away.

"The soul you have been transplanted with isn't the Sword Saint."

""…What?""

were half blue and half red, gradually turned red all over. Blue seemed to symbolize intelligence and

it is pointless. It is useless no

cutting the world isn't

lightly. It was a gesture that indicated to the land that had been split by the demon's

scribbles like

""Scribbles? How insolent.""

trajectory of the sword he just used went around all of hell. It really cut the world. It wasn't at a level that could be disparaged as scribbles. Eventually, the blue color completely disappeared from the demon's eyes.

that Muller was still alive. It was a rumor that shouldn't

Sword was filled with the dramatic victory sword energy, thus the demon couldn't bear it completely. The more he couldn't

the Sword Saint… what

demon was unable to bear the fear and finally asked this question, only to

transparent eyes were turned to the huge piece of flesh

it can't be…! Absolutely

demon acknowledged that Mercedes' eyes could see through the soul. In fact, she wasn't deceived by the soul bombardment of this chunk of flesh. Therefore, he couldn't deny

shouldn't be

time, hell was a shelter for the dead who hadn't ascended to heaven. The demon sympathized and cared for the

Beriache was expelled and hell was deformed, the demon entered seclusion. He denied the new hell. Even so, the reason he accepted Baal's request to protect this place was for the sake of the future. In order to fight on the side of his God who would one day return, he coveted the power that Baal had

and worked hard to train his strength.

""Kuek…""

a total defeat. The fact that he was unable to subdue a swordsman with swordsmanship further increased the suspicion

him, "That chunk of flesh

Mercedes saw traces left in those souls. They were like traces left on torn paper. No, to be more precise, they were

you is also

This was why it could create a soul that remembered the techniques of the Sword Saint and vaguely imitate it. It

why I have to get rid of it," Mercedes persuaded the demon. It was a situation where even a little bit of help might not be enough to win,

""……""

the same sense of horror as Mercedes, as well as a terrible sense of desolation, he didn't have the courage to antagonize this chunk of flesh. It was because he knew the truth that Mercedes

it is better not to touch it. It is because that thing is probably

"A god?"

first sight that it

god who screamed and wandered, created by the

moment you harm it, the pain

it to make himself a god. It meant

be a vessel for creating a completely new god. Then I have to get

isn't that impossible

direct descendant of God Yatan and the ruler of hell. He wielded great power, but he wasn't omnipotent. If even the heavenly gods weren't

he couldn't

to get

that turned the surface into an Asura Road. This