Overgeared

Hayate's Dragon Killing Sword was a weapon crafted by gathering sword energy. Baal's demonic sword was similar.Baal's magic power wasn't just a medium for using magic, but also the medium that made matter real. It was a type of energy that came from a mental image. It was a technique that was also a symbol of an Absolute.

Couldn't he make armor if he could make a sword?

The black light that shot out in all directions as Baal was facing Drop Dragon Pinnacle Link Kill Wave was a sign of the destruction of the armor that wrapped around his body in real time. It was armor made from the mental image of a strong self-defense. It was the mental image of the Absolute of hell. Yet it was pierced. It was torn apart.

"......"

Baal's original body had a different weight from his fragments of consciousness. He didn't show any ugliness like coughing up blood. He slowly raised his body while swallowing the gushing blood.

The wide field of view spread out in front, behind, to the left, and to the right as he confirmed that his fingertips were slightly trembling. He looked again at the senses that were spread throughout hell and found that this trembling was real, not false. It had been a long time since he had seen his heart personally.

Baal stared at the wounds on his chest that were recovering quickly with the power of super fast regeneration and immediately smiled.

"Finally."

Baal felt a joy that was more intense than the fires of the hell river. It was because the tension he had been longing for had finally arrived after so many years.

"I found the right toy."

Baal had witnessed more deaths than anyone else. In a contradictory manner, he dreamed of death as he watched every being, who died and fell into hell, yearning for a new life. Didn't even these insignificant beings realize that life was precious after dying?

He naturally developed a curiosity about death. The unfulfilled curiosity degenerated into twisted desire. Baal wanted to die. If he couldn't die, he wanted to feel a near-death crisis once again. For example, like when he confronted Beriache. It was in order to realize that he was alive.

[It is nasty nonsense.]

Bunhelier heard Baal's story and made an expression like his ears were going to rot. Grid didn't even respond. From the beginning, he didn't have the expectation that Baal would have a special story. It was because Baal was pure evil. It was different from the situations of three-dimensional characters who had detailed stories. It was just garbage. He had to be erased.

Would Baal's death accelerate Satisfy's ending? The ending...

Where was the ending? Did the world he live in have an ending?

"...The world."

"?"

"It is a world without you!!"

a rampage. He was influenced

this guy

was stuck in the middle of his forehead. That's right. Grid couldn't distinguish between Baal and Bunhelier. He even forgot that he was enjoying

He couldn't tell what was real, so he just attacked and tested it randomly. Whether it was because of the madness of Baal's craftiness,

crazy like embodying demonic energy with divinity, so it can't be helped. It is a situation where

reproduced the power and characteristics of an old dragon—it was powerful, but the

tongue and moved his fingers. Long fingernails rubbed against each other, releasing frost-like fragments. A chill filled the area. A bone-chilling cold came unknowingly. It was a temperature that was hard to experience in hell

when you

reached the realm of being unsurpassed. The perfection of technique was something that ordinary humans, so-called craftsmen, could do. The biggest existence in hell that lost to Muller was Hell Gao,

target as soon as they made up their mind. In other words, Muller was someone who completed the mental image. It was like the Absolutes such as

"......!"

Grid. Grid froze without even being able to scream. His breathing stopped and the loss of health was uncontrollably fast. The items he was equipped with stopped functioning altogether. The dragon armor was no exception. Even the items made of Greed, which had infinite durability, stopped functioning due

was Baal's mental

[Hey...! Hey!! Wake up!!]

on a rampage, glided. He shouted at the frozen Grid a few times. However, it was useless. Grid couldn't shake off the ice of death wrapped around him. It

you the back of this body, but you are hit by something

his own value had been decreased. His ego was

'It is natural.'

was a lot younger than a hatchling. He was young even for a human being and had only been a god

relying on

again and laughed at the

[You are great.]

make a promise he wouldn't keep. He also didn't

For the first time, his Dragon Words were used for the benefit of others. It was quite strange. Awkward and unpleasant emotions welled up, but it wasn't particularly difficult. Bunhelier merely acknowledged Grid. It didn't take any effort to

Cracks started

"You did something pointless."

the first time. He didn't like Bunhelier's

his mouth had melted away and his consciousness wasn't intact. During the rampage, his wounds had increased quite

scales. Instead of absolute defense, he had the ability to recover and proliferate at a very fast speed. On the other

state. He was a toy on the verge of breaking. It was impossible for

reason why I am keeping you alive..." Baal took a step back as he spoke coldly. No, he accelerated two and then three steps. He gradually moved back and replaced 80% of the

had the power of a mental image. Then the high canyon rising to his left and right caught his attention. It was the Sanctuary of Metal. It was the mental world opened by Grid, who came to his senses thanks to Bunhelier's Dragon Words. He had suppressed it

fact, Baal failed to block Grid's

of black