Overgeared

The essence of an angel was a god's agent. To humans, they might seem infinitely noble and sacred, but their actual status wasn't high. The same was true of the archangels. They were the best of the angels. They might have more power and authority than an ordinary god, but their status was low. In other words, it was difficult to attract the attention of the gods just because an angel was punished.

However, the incident of Sariel's exile was witnessed and talked about by many gods. Didn't Zeratul and the gods who followed Zeratul all recognize Sariel and mention her?

'I should've noticed it right away.'

Sariel was special among the archangels.

Grid wiped the blood from his cheek that was cut by the feathers and felt convinced. It seemed natural now when looking back at it.

The Archangel of Justice—Sariel was the guardian of the laws of heaven. Her 'Wicked Eye' watched the angels and gods and revealed their sins. Maybe she even had the power to punish them. In the end, she must've been exiled because she was an inconvenient existence to the gods.

'An executor.'

An archangel with the power to monitor and punish the gods…

A chill went down Grid's spine as he defined Sariel. He inferred the modifier in front of her name and realized how great she was. It wasn't an abnormal thing. Even when looking at hell, there were many hidden giants besides the Three Evils of the Beginning. It was just like the Black Knight or Asura.

'I have to stop it.'

Grid clenched his hands and opened them. He breathed in and smelled the wind. The smell of blood that pierced his nose became blurred. Most of the wounds on his face and his severed arms had been regenerated. Any serious wounds would heal over time.

This was a privilege for all players. Of course, they had to 'die' to recover. To be precise, the players couldn't do anything in front of curse-type wounds that 'reset,' but Zeratul's attacks didn't contain a curse. Putting aside his hatred of Grid, he hurt Grid with pure martial arts like the Martial God. The problem was that it was so fatal that it didn't recover easily.

'It is a bit unfortunate, but this should be enough.'

Grid checked his physical condition and examined the situation on the ground. The battle range was too large to stay on the ground. The sword dropped by the huge constellation warrior covered the entire stage, while Sariel's feathers penetrated through the barriers that were shattering and terrified those outside the stage.

A place high in the sky where the barriers didn't reach.

In other words, the aftermath of the battle was reaching where Grid was. Every time the air waves of the constellation warrior collided with the ultramarine demonic energy on the blade-like feathers, the shockwaves reached the place where Grid was. The damage that was hard to ignore even for Grid gradually accumulated. It hinted at the fact that the barriers surrounding the stage wouldn't last long.

People were in danger like this.

"……!"

Grid was trying to narrow the distance to Sariel using Shunpo, only to stop in surprise. It was because on the stage, Sariel's gaze suddenly turned his way as she used her six pairs of wings to block the sword of the constellation warrior. The murky gray eyes projected Grid's blurry form like a bronze mirror.

[Greed, violence, murder, and betrayal… you have also committed many sins.]

Sariel's thoughts penetrated Grid's mind. A slight sadness and great anger was felt.

Grid reflected on his past.

Greed—he was greedy for too much.Material things, people, and love.

Violence—he often resorted to absurd violence in the name of revenge.

Murder—for money, power, growth, the people, the nation… he killed too many people for all sorts of reasons.

Betrayal—he overthrew the Eternal Kingdom.

"…That's right."

Compared to them, he would be a greater sinner. In fact, he knew it right

"But."

all walks of life made

"You can't punish me."

whatever he said was nothing but sophistry. However, Grid wasn't in a position where he could be buried by his past.

is special. There is a story and a

of blood grew

like the

obligation she bore from the time of her birth, so she fulfilled it even if it was

the blade-like feathers formed a storm. It made it impossible for Grid to properly identify her figure.

"Freely Move."

body as he entered the storm. They were sparks generated when the blade-like feathers collided with Berith's

guarding Grid. However, there were limitations to Freely Move and Automatic Transformation. A ranged attack that covered all areas. It blocked the retreat of Freely Move and

being broken down in real time were caught by Grid's senses.

"Sariel!"

and Overgeared members

your senses. Don't make any more

to reach. Sariel was only focused on Grid

is something that those who commit sins must bear.

Sadness turned to resentment.

ascend to heaven. I will bring about the justice that wasn't achieved there

anger turned

temperament, she was completely losing her original personality. The dark halo changed its trajectory so

to prevent this and the constellation warrior also raised a shield, freeing

your senses!"Grid shouted as he used Turning the World

purpose wasn't to hurt Sariel, but to stop her. Unfortunately, Sariel's sense of reason didn't return. The energy surrounding her

Calm down!" Grid used Mixed Throw Strikes and

Sighs were heard

of reason for a while, but she was an apostle. Beating her like a dog was a bit… wasn't it right to persuade

'She is becoming faster.'

The important thing was that the faster she got, the slower the flow of the world became. The realm of the Absolute was about to form. An Angel of Justice, who was originally powerful, was expelled, and she completely digested the power she had built up in her fallen state. Now she started to cross into the realm of an

of the constellations was too overwhelming. There was a need to be conscious of the attack

Archangel of Justice, Sariel. For your

to the figure of a sleek female hunter pulling a bow. It felt like a nuclear bomb was falling. The arrow that Dara showed in front of him wasn't very threatening, but the arrow made up of stars fell with the momentum to pierce the

pinned down by Grid again and struck with Mixed Throw Strikes. She sensed a crisis. She stood with her back to the arrow that got

into his arms. He glared at Dara like he was going to kill Dara. "Who are you to

"……!"

time. It was absurd that the man who had been beating Sariel to death was now holding Sariel in his arms and saying such things. The scenery of the stage

wrapped around Sariel's body and blocked the arrow of

so it didn't recognize that she was 'attacking' Grid. Sariel's

[Ah… Ahhh… No…]

Grid, who groaned. Tears of blood poured down her face and she was on the verge of sobbing. Even when she completely lost her senses, she regretted harming

"Calm… down… cough…"

holding Sariel's cheeks with trembling hands. Grid's hands were so large and Sariel's face was so small that it was completely covered. The situation and appearance were reminiscent of a scene from a tragic romance manhwa, so the female

Click, click, click…

the sound of someone coming up on stage. This match had become meaningless from the time Sariel and Dara used their powers. In other words, it

different story if that person

was special. There was just no way she would be safe if she broke

"Come down!"