Overgeared

“No, XX what? Wasn’t it over?”

It was a very long and fierce battle. The battle of the hell expedition was so brutal that even those sitting comfortably in front of the TV to watch it were exhausted.

Could they really win? Baal was so strong that this question was repeated until the last moment.

People weren’t at ease for even a moment. In particular, the more they supported Grid, the more they suffered from anxiety. Finally, a number of people complained that their hearts were hurting.

It had been a while since then. It was barely finished. Baal’s death marked the victory of the expedition. As usual, it was a victory won by Grid.

People cheered in unison. Toasts were heard all over the world.

Now let’s take a break. Grid should take a break as well...

Just as people were sighing in relief that it was over and feeling a sense of exhaustion, something unexpected happened. An incident occurred. Suddenly, the broadcast was cut off and there was a new world message that said ‘A new Evil God, Asura, has been born.’ Of course, most people were logged out. However, breaking news poured in and spread the contents of the world message.

An Evil God. By all accounts, it was the beginning of a new ordeal. All the people who were already exhausted shook their heads. Most of all, they were worried about Grid.

A break—Grid must be the one most eager for it. However, he couldn’t get a break and got caught up in a new incident...

“It is right after he defeated Baal. It will be tough even if it is Grid.”

“I’m worried about the other Overgeared members. Hasn’t everyone been fighting demons the whole time Grid was fighting Baal? They have a different position from Grid, so they would’ve been exhausted from the start.”

The timing was so bad. Why was a new Evil God born at this time? There was a sense of blatant malice. It wasn’t through chance but necessity. In other words, there was a high probability that the situation was deliberately designed by someone. Of course, that someone was Baal.

“That sick bastard...”

The worst enemy was one that grabbed at their ankles, even in death. It was like Grid and the expedition team had stepped on shit.

Something went wrong. Maybe they would lose a lot...

It was the moment when everyone was worried.

[Beriache might just be a soul body, but she has taken on the power of Baal and Amoract. She is currently one of the few beings in hell who can stand up to me, but she has disappeared. Even though she wouldn’t like to see a piece of stone claiming to be the god of hell in her father’s place.]

Purple lips that shone as if they had been painted thickly—Asura’s mouth continued to speak and irritated Grid’s nerves. It was an attitude that shook the concentration of the mentally exhausted Grid.

‘It isn’t a situation to care about Beriache right now.’

Come to think of it, why didn’t Beriache come after him?

Grid struggled to suppress the questions that naturally rose.

First, he considered her position. She said she couldn’t die. The moment her soul body was destroyed, Beriache would be reduced to the same state as Baal and Amoract. She would be sacrificed to Asura. That much had to be stopped.

The power of 10,000 beings. In theory, Beriache’s power had the greatest potential. There was a high probability that there would be no answer the moment the being in front of him, who had been reborn as an evil god according to Baal’s wishes, got his hands on Beriache.

[You are so wary of me. I am... if I had to make an analogy, I am like a newborn baby. I haven’t harmed anyone, let alone you. What is the point of being hostile to me like this? Why don’t you ignore me and just take a break?]

That’s right. Grid was strangely convinced by Asura’s words.

[The Sword God Biban that you are worried about is still safe. It was only a collision that happened because he got in my way. I don’t have any ill feelings towards him.]

“……”

Grid’s tension, which had remained tight since entering hell, loosened for a moment.

The words that Asura whispered made it that way.

[My purpose is to destroy the red flesh. It is the core that existed since the beginning of time that fulfills the wish of its user and is the culprit behind the distortion of hell created by Baal. The distortion of hell will be lifted the moment I destroy it. That is probably your wish as well. We should form the right relationship and work together.]

“......”

Asura has risen by

Baal. Leave the rest to me and rest well. However,

has risen

has decreased by

“......!”

his senses as he continued to advance through a series of Shunpo. It was because he felt a sense of strangeness

“Is it Amoract’s power?”

while looking for an opportunity and was killed by Grid after failing to make a proper move. It was

was just being considerate of

Biban must be scratching his chin

than Baal, at least.

on Grid’s shoulder

he sensed the signs of Amoract opening the warp gate. Now the guy

the worst evil. Indeed, it is troublesome in many ways if you are

you going to stay

of hell that bind me still persist. Squeak. There is no need to go out and attract

“......”

point of view, they were all threatening existences. As he said, it was better

looks like he

a real monster. Even though his body is divided into pieces, his senses are shared and he seems able to use Shunpo freely. Even an Old Dragon can’t do such

was just a mouth, but it used Shunpo. Considering that the condition to use Shunpo was just to ‘secure vision,’ it was originally an impossible

I’m not convinced. Even if their senses are shared, their eyes are in a completely different place. In a situation where the eyes are looking at a completely different place from here, how

something like Barbatos’ Vision like you. Squeak. No, it must have a much wider

ability was extraordinary. It was an Evil God made by the offering of Baal, a child of one of the Gods of the Beginning, and

better be

watching from the sidelines in real

is a

realized the seriousness of the situation thanks to this. It was right after defeating the biggest enemy. The desire to rest was weighing on him. No, in the first place. Should he be given time to recover after a

cartoon, a game, or a movie—it was a basic virtue that every

all evil. He had just liberated souls and saved the twisted fate of the surface. What type of nonsense was it to be

even at this moment, the apostles and his colleagues were fighting throughout hell. How flustered must they be to hear that a new Evil God was born as soon as Baal died, while the enemy in front of them was unharmed? His colleagues had been fighting with one mind and that was to hold on until they knocked down Baal. He was

still worried about other people at this moment,” Bunhelier said with a sigh. “Pat...

It was pathetic.

suddenly shut his mouth.

Grid—throughout the fight against him, Bunhelier had thought that Grid

things for others—if the result was ‘cooperation’ and his

wasn’t

also

companions who cared for each other and relied on each other. It was at a

you don’t betray

shoulder, as he

continue to

each other so much that he thought it

“...Kukuk.”

didn’t bother to answer. He just laughed like it was ridiculous and hid back inside Grid’s cloak. Immediately afterward, Grid landed on the ground. It was with his back to the

“Grid!”

“You’re here...!”

pleased. The expressions of the masked angels couldn’t be read. What they had in common was that they were blocking the entrance of the underground.

murmured after arriving

going to fight after

Step.

sound of footsteps was heard. The mouth, which had been floating alone,

being ‘smooth.’ It felt like seeing a work of art with a purple sheen flowing over his sleek, muscular body. He was dragging something in his hand.

had obtained the title of god in

to kill him from the beginning. I want to use this as an opportunity to erase the animosity

still alive. Then he released his grip on Biban’s hair and

the culprit that is distorting hell. Your purpose is

red flesh—Asura insisted that

Grid’s thoughts were different.