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 asked them to

it and took a step forward. Then

Thump.

slightly. Velma's clones grew from dozens to hundreds. Hundreds of steps were taken simultaneously 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

out a small sigh. People thought

Yes, it was a crisis. Each of Velma's thousands of clones had different

the regret of a

learn magic more easily stained his later years with pain. Velma's clone recreated his magic as he regretted and lamented his past choices at

was the regret of a middle-aged

because he couldn't handle the

Ahhhhhh!

recreated the screams of the middle-aged composer, who produced the melody stolen from his friend with a scream. There was the regret of an ordinary head of the

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

was suffering. Many people groaned as their minds were devastated by the indirect experiences alone. Even Grid frowned. It was the ultimate mental attack

It was a divinity that absorbed all the regrets that Velma reproduced before they reached Zik, integrating 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 ordinary

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

Braham just shrugged.

"It is a pity."

divinity that Zik reproduced with runes was a clumsy imitation of the divinity of King 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

Kyaaaak!

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

think you

"……"

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

upright life in the previous world. I hope you have

"……"

due to Braham, but Velma didn't give him a

"Heh."

so good?

as she saw Zik frown slightly. "You've made good friends in this

rare, shocked look on Zik's face. He honestly couldn't believe

emotions. It is just like the days when you were with the

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

Braham. It happened naturally without him even realizing it. It was because Braham's position was as special

people will surely be happy to see

Just then—

are

was certain of