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!!"

on a rampage. He was influenced by the

this

sword 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 the effects of Dragon Knight and mistakenly thought that the existence he was standing on was also an enemy. It was the

and tested it randomly. Whether it was because of the madness

have done something crazy like embodying demonic energy with divinity, so it can't be helped. It is a situation where you should be considered lucky that you didn't degenerate

the power and characteristics of an old dragon—it

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 where a river of hot fire flowed. The master of hell was denying the ecosystem of

when you are a

something that ordinary humans, so-called craftsmen, could do. The biggest existence in hell that lost to Muller was Hell Gao, the 9th Great Demon, but the reason why they couldn't forget and feared Muller

Kill—the realm of cutting the target as soon as they made up their mind. In other words, Muller was someone who completed the mental image. It

"......!"

stopped and the loss of health was uncontrollably fast. The items he was equipped with stopped functioning

Baal's

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

the frozen Grid a few times. However, it was useless. Grid couldn't shake off the ice of

this body,

was so hurt that he gritted his teeth badly.

'It is natural.'

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

relying

and laughed at the

[You are great.]

He also didn't attempt to increase his self-world by

his Dragon Words were used for the benefit of others. It was quite strange. Awkward and unpleasant emotions

since the beginning, became providence. Cracks started to appear on the surface of the ice that froze Grid. They were

"You did something pointless."

He didn't like Bunhelier's

understandable. The candy that Grid was biting in his mouth had melted away and his consciousness wasn't intact. During the rampage, his wounds had increased quite significantly. It was minor compared

a very fast speed. On the other hand, Grid was a human being.

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

overlook the reason why I am keeping you alive..." Baal took a step back as he spoke coldly. No, he accelerated two and then three

by Grid, who came to his senses thanks to Bunhelier's Dragon

Baal failed to block

of black