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."

swordsman and Zik in front of her—they have been honing their swords all their lives. It would only bring shame if she

took a step forward. Then

Thump.

again and there was a loud noise this time. Then Velma's clones increased from hundreds to thousands. This meant there were so many regrets from humans that

small sigh. People

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

the regret of a

later years with pain. Velma's clone recreated his magic as he regretted and lamented his past choices

the regret of

night. His friend committed suicide because

Ahhhhhh!

a scream. There was the regret of an ordinary head of the household, the regret of a young girl , and the regret

physical pain and heartache. It was a level of pain that the Zik

the indirect experiences alone. Even Grid frowned. It was the ultimate mental attack accompanied by physical attacks. He thought

concept. All the physical attacks caused by the warriors' regrets, the rampaging magic caused by the

in real time and she shifted her gaze to Braham. She realized that

Braham just shrugged.

"It is a pity."

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 ignorant

Kyaaaak!

into sword energy and they couldn't handle Zik's attack power. Velma's main body struck at Zik's sword energy several times. Her swordsmanship had been honed for the lone swordsman, so it was as good as

you have

"……"

and blocked Zik's attack. There wasn't the slightest sign of resentment toward Zik, who had involved (?) her with Braham and caused

life in

"……"

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,

"Heh."

was so good? Braham

wrinkled mouth slowly curved in a smile as she saw Zik frown slightly. "You've made good friends in

on

like the days when you were with the other good

Zik finally got a chance to protest, but he shut his mouth along the way. The very fact that he was angry with someone

communicate with others, so he always kept his distance. However, there was no such distance with Braham. It happened naturally without him even realizing

surely be happy to see

Just then—

companions are definitely

was certain of