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.

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 wings, divine power, etc. It wasn't difficult to accept her as a sacred being who was difficult to approach even if the

I'm glad you are doing well,"the god who came

the gods who descended after Zeratul. It was because monks and astronomers in some areas had found and worshiped Dara's faint

'Sariel, the noblest angel.'

from a god meant here. Hadn't he witnessed the gods being eaten by the Overgeared God's scripture

"I'm sorry."

forgive me for having

created star forms like Euphemina, the real stars in the universe were moving. In response to Dara's will, a constellation that never existed before was created. It was the constellation of a warrior holding a sword and a shield.

exert its influence on the ground. However, this wasn't Dara's power. Dara knew the nature of this holy war

face. The reason why he learned swordsmanship from Zeratul was because he felt the need to become

an angel went through something unfair like Sariel. It was Sariel who loved Asgard more than anyone else,

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 force to put forward, so there was

that time, many gods had the same thoughts as

order to help the higher gods no longer look ugly, we must have the power to oppose

their

use the power I've built

emotion. It was necessary to defeat Sariel in order to prevent the birth of the second or third Sariel. It was ironic, but it couldn't

be worshiped by everyone. The reason why he moved the constellations that he couldn't even

it as

is in third

who had lost part of his divinity to Braham—the next strongest god after them was Dara. It

'It is okay, Sariel.'

as he said to Mir earlier.

the pressure to win and use it as an opportunity for growth.Think of it as meeting a

shook as Grid was making his

of Justice and Slaughter were changing in a strange way. Each of the pure white feathers that made up her wings became as

who died to Grid—the function built into the wings that were originally his was manifested. It was literally in

Sariel gritted her teeth and wrapped her arms around her chest. She had a pained expression. It was more

Grid's face hardened.

'Demonic energy…'

the wounds that Sariel had buried deep in her

"Sariel…!"