Overgeared

From now on, there was only one left. One more win and the Overgeared World would win.

The merchants with quick calculations planned to greatly expand the scale of their investment in the empire. It was because it was on the verge of proving that the Overgeared Guild could protect the supremacy of the surface on their own.

A force formed by players—moreover, it was the force of Grid, who valued players. This was inherently creating a high-value market. If he could stop the invasion of the gods and prove his ability to safely defend the surface, he would be reborn as a market with infinite possibilities.

"Was it this much…?"

Meanwhile, the rankers were repeatedly murmuring to themselves. It was an era where the realm of transcendence was well known. The goal of the present day high rankers was to break through their limits and transcend the human realm.

Some people felt confident that it wasn't far away. It meant that people had regained their lost ambitions. Yet today, they realized that even the realm of transcendence was divided into levels. They also witnessed several times the Absolute realm that was beyond transcendence.

The apostles of Grid against the gods—it was a very shocking event for the rankers, who hoped to be on equal footing with the apostles one day and to be used seriously by Grid. This meant that their regained ambition had faded again.

"Are they feeling demoralized now? Pathetic guys."

Asuke read the source of the turmoil and snorted. How many times had she felt this level of frustration? It was only like this now, but it was funny to see them despairing every time. In the first place, the problem was that they couldn't grasp the subject and became excited. They wouldn't have been so excited if they were always aware of who they were challenging.

'Grid is the sun.'

He was infinitely brilliant, but hard to get close to. The closer one got, the more painful it was. They would realize that the gap was beyond what they had prepared for. Asuka finished defining Grid and stood up. She was above a high spire. It was a famous place where she could see the spectators and stage all over the city at a glance.

"There is no need to watch the rest of the showdown. Let's go back."

The remaining apostles were Sariel and Zik. They were people who didn't interest Asuka. Sariel was an archangel who dealt with divine power, while Zik handled ancient runes. She wouldn't be able to learn it even if she watched for a hundred days.

"Yes, Young Lady." Teddy Bear carried out her orders. He had the opinion that it would be better to see the result of the confrontation, but he followed silently. It was because he saw the corners of Asuka's mouth twitch. He noticed that in the middle of watching the showdown, her hands were itching due to some inspiration.

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"Ohh…"

Most of the reactions of those who witnessed Sariel were similar.

It was because her, or his, appearance was so beautiful and noble. The gentle expression and deep eyes alone created a sense of holiness. A halo of light, pure white

might sound like a pretense, but I'm glad you are doing well,"the god who

constellations. He was the most recognizable one among the gods who descended after Zeratul. It was because monks and

'Sariel, the noblest angel.'

couldn't release from his mouth. It was because everyone was watching. He understood how much every word from a god meant here. Hadn't he witnessed the gods being

"I'm sorry."

having to stand idly

in the universe were moving. In response to Dara's will, a constellation that never existed before

of the endlessly huge universe had to exert its influence on the ground. However, this wasn't Dara's power. Dara

spoke with a determined face. The reason why he learned swordsmanship from

idly by again as an angel went through something unfair like Sariel. It was Sariel

she exposed the sins of the gods. The gods who created Sariel and assigned the role ended up denying Sariel. It was terribly ugly. Even so, Dara and many other gods had no choice but to stand idly by. It was because they were weak. They didn't have divinity or

time, many gods had the

better. In order to help the higher gods no longer look ugly, we must have the power

to improve in their own ways. Among them, Dara chose to train his martial

to use the power I've built up for you to defeat

order to prevent the birth of the second or third Sariel. It

and be worshiped by everyone. The reason why he moved the constellations that he couldn't even use was a means to prove his greatness. Contrary to

noticed it as

in third

who defeated Mir, and Kadlow, who had lost part of his divinity to Braham—the next strongest god after them was Dara. It was right to say that it was actually hard for Sariel to handle

'It is okay, Sariel.'

he said to Mir earlier. Wins or losses

your own values. Let go of the pressure to win and use it as an opportunity for growth.Think of it

shook as Grid was making

Justice and Slaughter were changing in a strange way. Each of the pure white feathers that made

Grid—the function built into the wings that were

teeth and wrapped her arms around her chest. She had a

Grid's face hardened.

'Demonic energy…'

It actually pierced the wounds that Sariel had buried deep in her heart and revealed

"Sariel…!"