Overgeared

It was the case with all the gods who descended with Zeratul.

Velma, the God of Regret, wasn't well known. Very few people knew of her and even they gave her a bad assessment.

The God of Regret—wasn't this name sinister? It was a name like she would nag at them to realize their mistakes and repent.

Velma—in fact, her role was to help humans live a 'life without regrets.' She took on a mission that was practically impossible. She suffered from too many failures and was deeply troubled.

Is my role right?

It isn't right.

To eliminate regret from human life is just arrogance from now knowing human beings…

From the moment she realized this, Velma changed her ways. She didn't help humans to stop feeling regret, but she cared for humans suffering from regret. To do this, she had to focus on the lives of individual human beings. Other great gods exerted their influence over many human beings, while she communicated with every human one by one.

"Zik… you have experienced me, so you know best. I am a very incompetent god. Please don't be disappointed too much."

She learned swordsmanship because she wanted to give the lone swordsman the will to live. Yet was it really possible? Could the swordsmanship she learned instill a new will in the strongest swordsman? She didn't dare to doubt the swordsmanship of Martial God Zeratul. The problem was with her. She had never fought in her life, so she wondered if she could fight well…

"If you don't trust yourself, why don't you use your power?"

It happened as Velma's heart shook as she faced Zik…

The God of Magic and Wisdom—the new god who was just born advised her from offstage.

"In any case, this confrontation will end in a victory for the Overgeared World. The thing you should be obsessed with is the content, not the outcome of the fight." Braham was being cautious. He showed a polite attitude to Velma when he belittled almost all his opponents, except for Hayate. It was out of respect for Velma. He respected her essence, not her old and dwarfed appearance. "Surely you didn't intend to compete in pure swordsmanship against the strongest swordsman?"

"……"

That's right. It was arrogance to compete in pure swordsmanship against the lone swordsman. Arrogance was what Velma hated the most. It happened as Velma was almost persuaded…

"You don't have to listen to him." Zik poured cold water on her. His eyes were unusually sharp as he glanced at Braham. He looked somewhat aggressive, unlike his usual calm eyes. It was because he read Braham's intentions.

Braham snorted. "I think it is too late."

It was true. Velma had already taken out her power. She generated dozens of clones. The facial expression of each clone was different. It was because they were clones that embodied the human regrets that Velma had been carrying. It wasn't glamorous like the power of the other gods, but rather had a gloominess to it.

"Thank you, Braham. I have realized a lot thanks to you."

in front of her—they have been honing their swords all their lives.

about it and took a step forward. Then the

Thump.

again and there was a loud noise this time.

a small

Braham provoked Velma. Yes, it was a crisis. Each of Velma's thousands

was the regret of

order to learn magic more easily stained his later years with pain. Velma's clone recreated his magic as he regretted and

the regret

night. His friend committed suicide because he couldn't handle the sight of the song he had sung to a childhood friend becoming his friend's work and

Ahhhhhh!

friend with a scream. There was the regret of an ordinary head

gave Zik both physical pain and heartache. It was a level of pain that the Zik from a short time ago would've never been able to

Grid frowned. It was the ultimate mental attack accompanied

and transforming them into a single concept. All the physical attacks caused by the warriors' regrets, the rampaging magic caused by the magicians' regrets, and the melancholy and status abnormalities caused by the regrets of

witnessed the unbelievable scene in real time and she shifted her gaze

Braham just shrugged.

"It is a pity."

Sobyeol. It adsorbed any concept and transformed it into a single concept. Then it absorbed, amplified, and released it. The greater the force of the target, the more light it exerted. As Braham's method of destruction proved, this was actually a poison when the power of the target was infinite. However, Braham could be certain that there were few beings in the world who could use such an

Kyaaaak!

power. Velma's main body struck at Zik's sword energy several times. Her swordsmanship had been

you have

"……"

as she raised her sword with her bent back and blocked Zik's attack. There wasn't the slightest sign of resentment toward Zik, who had involved (?) her with

an upright life in

"……"

open his mouth several times. He wanted to protest that there were some unfair parts due to Braham, but Velma didn't give him a chance. The victim, Velma, had the right to complain, but

"Heh."

was so good?

slowly curved in a smile as she saw Zik frown slightly.

There was a rare, shocked look on Zik's face. He honestly couldn't

just like the

mouth

However, there was no such distance with Braham. It happened naturally without him even realizing it. It

other good people will surely

Just then—

are definitely

was certain of