Overgeared

‘No... I can’t lose. Then I will really be finished.’

Raphael intuitively sensed it. He might lose...

The understanding that archangels were born with far transcended the general category. The more Raphael exchanged blows with Hayate, the more he realized the difference in level. He decided not to ask ‘why.’

Raphael had experienced it with Grid.

A human being who grew at a tremendous rate over time.

After thinking that such an existence had appeared again, he could understand Hayate’s strength. He also couldn’t use the excuse of being suppressed by the dimensional effect of the Overgeared World, which was dominating hell.

The other person was just a soul. He was already dead. He was in a much more disadvantageous position than Raphael.

Therefore, Raphael reflected on himself. It was about the part of himself that hadn’t developed despite being born before any other human being and living for nearly eternity.

'... First of all, let's get over this crisis.'

After that, he would also struggle like he was an ephemeral being. He would never go through this humiliation again.

The determined Raphael fought desperately. He spread all seven pairs of hidden wings and flew in a manner that was lighter than a butterfly. From an advantageous altitude, he fired beams of light, stabbed his spear, and suppressed Hayate like a deadly bee.

‘There is no room to intervene...’

The Black and White sisters became contemplative as they rushed to stop Raphael.

Hayate stood still and swung his sword. Every time dozens of flashes of light crossed around him, a shockwave was generated.

In the sisters’ eyes, Raphael’s movements couldn’t be read properly. Even the hierarchy of a great demon was shabby in front of the 1st ranked Archangel. The gap was bigger than expected, so the sisters who had been following Raphael with the goal of ‘I’ll interfere with Asgard at a critical moment’ became frustrated.

They said they would betray Raphael when the opportunity came, but they found that they couldn’t have done much damage to him. It was a situation that would’ve been frustrating if they had a normal mentality. If they were the sisters from a few years ago, they would’ve run away with their eyes tightly closed, turning a blind eye to the situation.

In reality, they repeatedly ran away because they couldn’t handle the humiliation they suffered due to being ugly. They had completely become used to it. But it was different now. After being trampled on by Grid several times and continuing to challenge him, their mental strength was trained. Eventually, it became so solid that they reached out to Grid first and offered him a deal.

Thump, thump...

The sisters managed to calm their trembling hearts and gradually narrowed the distance to the battlefield. They focused on the flashes that spread nonstop around Hayate.

Just once. The sisters waited for that moment of chance, the opportunity to catch Raphael’s movements.

In the meantime, Hayate continued to get hurt. His posture was as upright as it was in the beginning, but his clothes were already in tatters. He had already been cut several times and blood-red vitality drained from the stabbed soul.

dare you...!” Raphael quickly sensed

expecting a betrayal from the beginning. How could he trust evil beings? However, even if he knew it in advance, he couldn’t control his anger

dare you...Even you

toward Hayate was twisted. It swirled like it had been swept away by a

Step.

rain of feathers, the rays that continued to bend as if reflected in a mirror, and the

goosebumps appeared on his arms. The all-out offensive that was aiming to kill Hayate—in the aftermath of briefly withdrawing some of them, he lost the means to

that with his strength, all he could do was

Raphael folded his wings to form a sphere, using them as a shield. Then his vision spun a few times. The shock that penetrated deep into the shield was

“Kuek...!”

pursuit filled his vision. Raphael adjusted the halo’s trajectory to shoot a beam of light to destroy that bastard’s posture. Then he

ensued. Hayate’s swordsmanship seemed to have been trained by repeating the same movements tens of thousands of times and was very solid. He

the advantage of abandoning the speed of a stab and swinging horizontally was also great. The large area made it difficult to defend. Thanks to this, Raphael narrowly fended off

It was strange.

Slayer Hayate—he was much more powerful

he was forced on the defensive. The odds of winning were small. This wasn’t

of times and dominated his territory. It was the construction of a mental world. He planned to use a secret move to overcome the dimensional

Hayate opened his mouth

a dry, but solid

exhausted,

that couldn’t be mixed flowed

“Noblesse Oblige.”

“......!”

mental world spread out urgently like he was being chased by something. Perhaps due to the inherent nature

Waaahhhhhhhh!

They were all screaming urgently. They must’ve been chased by something and

cliff rose under Hayate and Raphael’s feet. The ground

wings that had returned to seven pairs had hardened as if they had been petrified. He realized that he could

and an archangel falling to his death? It was impossible in reality.

tried to unfold his mental world again, which had become

Kurarararara!

was seen flying from the other side of the sky. It seemed to be the main culprit that drove the large crowd to

if this is your mental world, how did you materialize

matter the power used. If that was possible, Asgard would’ve

Hayate didn’t respond to Raphael’s questions. He just shouted to the frightened crowd, “...You can rest assured that I will offer myself

who hadn’t forgotten his duty even in

was the mental world of the ‘nobleman Hayate,’ who was powerless but still shouldered responsibility. It was a mental world that had its potential buried as the Dragon Slayer

‘This...?’