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."

said that the seven gods had each only committed one type of sin. Compared to them, he would be a greater sinner. In fact, he knew it right from the start. The reason he easily became friendly with Hexetia was due to the realization that he didn't have the right to

"But."

People from all walks of life made

"You can't punish me."

but sophistry. However, Grid wasn't in a position where he could be buried by his past. The

special. There is a story and a

of

are also like the gods

do it because she liked it. It was an obligation she bore from the time of her birth, so she fulfilled it even if it was sad at times. It was even more so if the object to be punished was

her folded wings and the blade-like feathers formed a storm. It made it impossible for Grid to properly identify her figure. It meant it was difficult to use Shunpo to enter

"Freely Move."

Grid's body as he entered the storm. They were sparks generated when the blade-like

that blocked all projectiles flying at him for one minute, 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 retained

the constellation warrior struck Sariel and Grid at the same time. Signs of the barrier being broken down in real time were caught by Grid's

"Sariel!"

Overgeared

senses. Don't make any

didn't seem to reach. Sariel was only focused

is something that those who commit sins must bear. Not

Sadness turned to resentment.

power, and ascend to heaven. I will bring about the justice that

turned to

her original personality. The dark halo changed its trajectory

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

used Turning

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

used Mixed Throw Strikes and started to slap

were heard

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

'She is becoming faster.'

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

you really completely corrupted?"Dara lamented. The sword he wielded was imitated by the constellation warrior. He was a very tricky opponent. Not only was Dara himself strong, but the power of the constellations was too overwhelming. There was a need to be conscious of the attack wielded by Dara in full view while also worrying about the linkage with the

Sariel. For your honor, I

changed to the figure of a sleek female hunter pulling a bow. It felt like a nuclear bomb was falling. The

with Mixed Throw Strikes. She sensed a crisis. She stood with her back to the arrow that got close in

glared at Dara like he was going to kill Dara. "Who are you

"……!"

felt overwhelmed and confused at the same time. It was absurd that the man who had been beating Sariel to death was now holding Sariel in his

blocked the arrow of

world judged Sariel to be an ally, so it didn't recognize that she was 'attacking' Grid. Sariel's hands squeezed through the seam between

[Ah… Ahhh… No…]

on the verge of

"Calm… down… cough…"

while 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

Click, click, click…

coming up on stage. This match had become meaningless from the time Sariel and Dara used

story

Empire—she was the wife of Overgeared God Grid and she was special. There was just no way she would be safe

"Come down!"