Overgeared

“...It is disappointing in many ways.”

Baal stared at Grid’s new sword—the sword that broke the curse chains—and rose up from his throne. Then he slowly stepped down the thousands of stairs from the high throne to the great hall one by one. His red eyes were fixed on Grid.

All types of status abnormalities overlapped and weighed down on Grid. It gave the sense that he was being targeted by all CC techniques present in Satisfy. Grid felt a huge sense of pressure. Putting aside resisting the status abnormalities, he was horrified and overwhelmed by the result of one of Baal’s ‘gazes.’

“Manipulating myths in real time to turn the flow to your advantage... It is the attitude of a lowly cheater. Isn’t it the same as before?”

With every step he took down the stairs, the demonic energy emitted from Baal’s entire body thickened. The vast hall that contained even Bunhelier’s huge body started to shake.

“Speaking of which, it seems you are relying on Bunhelier and the dragon weapon just as before. You haven’t improved at all.”

‘Is there a Xing trash game like this?’

Grid’s heart sank.

The decent manner of speaking.

The low, solemn voice.

The appearance that overwhelmed everything.

Baal’s appearance was different from before. He didn’t just enjoy the situation and wield force. Instead, he acted with a certain intention.

The intention? It was obvious. Baal was also conscious of the epic. He maintained his posture so that the epic didn’t dare to mock him. He didn’t want people to be ‘surprisingly’ afraid of him, so he arranged his words and actions so they were ‘forced to be afraid.’

It had an effect. People’s fears deepened again. The epic had stagnated because it couldn’t disparage Baal and worship Grid.

‘It is seriously a trash game.’

Grid continued to inwardly swear. He had expected that Baal would be much stronger than before. However, he had never imagined that Baal would’ve evolved to the level of using the system—the epic. He might be a super named boss, but wasn’t this infringing on a user’s rights at this point?

‘...Ah.’ Something flashed in Grid’s mind. It was the past Rebecca, who gave divine messages and blessings to himself and some players.

Hanul of the Hwan Kingdom, who singled out the desired group and distributed a large-scale quest.

Chiyou, the Only One God who greatly increased his abilities under the pretext of ‘potential.’

That’s right. The Absolutes were already using the system from the very beginning. They moved people and the world as they intended. It was just so obvious that he hadn’t noticed it. Conversely, players had also intervened in the system by creating quests on their own. The epic was the ultimate power.

‘The right to move the world doesn’t just belong to me.’

The world that used to move around Grid stopped. The epic was still silent. It finished describing Baal’s appearance and watched the situation in silence. It knew this wouldn’t help Grid, but it couldn’t help it.

likely

Demon—the source of all evil that had distorted and usurped hell. In more ways than one, he was

“......”

approaching figure of Baal, he visualized the battle that would soon ensue.He abandoned the arrogance that he was the only protagonist of this

world of dead

The smile that spread across his face represented

arrived in front of Grid. It wasn’t until Grid’s body flew far away that an explosion rang out. The recoil as he blocked Baal’s raised shoulder with his sword

was trying to understand the seriousness of the situation and to

with the eyes of a dragon—it was the purple body part that rose like an illusion in line with Baal’s movements. It resembled Asura’s head that was decorating the

“......”

an act to move stealthily. Meanwhile, Grid was in the midst of his sword dance, Pinnacle. It was a blow that halted Baal’s

‘It is crazy.’

by Baal, he knew that this battle would

a bit of your

collided with Defying the Natural Order. Grid had intended to slash Baal to death when blocking Baal’s shoulder with Defying the Natural Order or when stoppoing his advance with Pinnacle. But he couldn’t

and were intact. It was the aftermath of the purple body part emerging

to a large extent in the process of penetrating the demonic energy used as a self-defense power. As a result, Baal’s hard

were going to make a true Evil God different from Yatan and

his cool. Even during the brief moment

it for

parts of Asura’s body. There was no reason why the main body couldn’t handle Asura. It was only natural for him to handle it in a better manner. Then Baal’s straight kick hit Grid in the jaw. The

strikes. With the flair of a martial artist who had been training all his

groaned as he was slammed into the ground

ankle was in

suitable even if someone called

eyes unknowingly harbored such sentiments and his expression crumpled even more. He noticed that Grid’s groan was actually

got you. You

his true thoughts. In any case, the cameras of the broadcasting stations were far away. They

of putting even Sword God Biban into the ground and had a tremendous effect since it was affected by Grid’s stats. The fact that Baal’s form resembled

fusion sword dance based on Pinnacle and Kill became entangled with Baal’s fingernail. As befitting of a man who moved in

as he restored his nails that were broken after several collisions by regenerating them. “It is fun. As expected, it is good to be

established. The moment they allowed each other’s ultimate attacks, it would be difficult to continue the battle. Therefore, it would be concluded in almost an

it was different

of their opponents. It meant they

excited Baal glared at Grid like he was going to kill

easily hurt

Do you think others will be like you?

“A finite life is worthless. What is the point of a life that only reaches death? I would rather die

Grid started to use the five fusion sword dance and six fusion sword dance. The techniques that caused Baal to die several times in

“......!”

sword energy, divinity, and powers formed on the rushing blade scattered every time it approached Asura’s