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?""

blue and half red, gradually turned red all

pointless. It is useless no matter how much

the world isn't an abstract expression.

gesture that indicated to the land that had been split by the demon's

isn't scribbles like

""Scribbles? How insolent.""

that could be disparaged as scribbles. Eventually, the blue color

was a rumor that shouldn't be true. If Muller was still alive, then the fragment of the soul transplanted into

the demon's sword collided with Mercedes' White Tiger Sword. The quality of the weapons themselves was different. Moreover, the current White Tiger Sword was filled with the dramatic victory sword energy, thus the demon couldn't bear it completely. The more he couldn't overwhelm her in swordsmanship and the more the wounds on his body grew, the stronger the

it isn't the Sword Saint… what is

his soul…? The demon was unable to bear the fear and finally asked this question, only to

eyes were turned to the huge piece

can't

soul bombardment of this chunk of flesh. Therefore, he couldn't deny Mercedes' answer. He just refused

shouldn't

It was the era when Yatan stayed in hell. At that time, hell was a shelter for the dead who hadn't ascended to heaven. The demon sympathized and cared for the dead according to

place was for the sake of the future. In order to fight on the side of his God who would one day

he cut off communication with Baal and worked hard to train his strength. Yet that power was

""Kuek…""

demon's face. It was a total defeat. The fact that he was unable to subdue a swordsman with swordsmanship further increased the suspicion that filled his mind. He had long lost his composure. He wasn't able

a cruel truth to him, "That chunk

attacked were independent individuals. However, Mercedes saw traces left in those souls. They were like traces left on torn paper. No, to be more precise, they were traces that had stuck to something and

is

were killed by a Sword Saint were fused with the souls of unnamed great swordsmen? This was why it could create a soul that remembered the techniques of the Sword Saint and vaguely imitate it. It was

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, so she felt a certain

""……""

of desolation, he didn't have the courage to antagonize this chunk of flesh. It was because he knew

better not to touch it. It is because that

"A god?"

that it resembled Demon God

who screamed and wandered, created by the

linked to Demon God Sitri. The moment you harm it, the pain and anger

use it to make himself a god. It meant he understood Baal's personality very

completely new god. Then I have to get rid

that impossible

ruler of hell. He wielded great power, but he wasn't omnipotent. If even the heavenly gods weren't omnipotent, how could the child of a god be omnipotent? It was

he couldn't

to

was currently performing the role of a hell moon. It was the culprit that turned the surface into an Asura Road. This was the overriding goal of this expedition and Mercedes had an obligation to get rid of it. To