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 the intentions of the lowly

evil beings? However, even if he

you

It swirled like it had been swept away by a typhoon and bombarded the Black

Step.

rain of feathers, the rays that continued to bend as if reflected in a mirror, and the flowing and smoothly connected spear strikes. Now Hayate took his first

was aiming to kill Hayate—in the aftermath of briefly withdrawing some of them, he lost the means to stop

that with his strength, all he could do was tie

Raphael’s wings. Raphael folded his wings to form a sphere, using them as a shield. Then his vision spun a few times. The shock

“Kuek...!”

off Hayate’s counterattack, Raphael spread his wings again. Hayate’s rapid pursuit filled his vision. Raphael adjusted the

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

was stabbed. However, the advantage of abandoning the speed of a stab and swinging horizontally was also great. The

It was strange.

much

he was forced on the defensive. The odds

grew by hundreds 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 effect and turn

his mouth for

was a dry, but

exhausted,

sides that

“Noblesse Oblige.”

“......!”

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

Waaahhhhhhhh!

screaming urgently. They must’ve been chased by something and were on the run. They looked like people pushed

rose under Hayate and Raphael’s feet. The ground was far away. Everything

returned to seven pairs had hardened as if they had been petrified. He realized that he could no longer fly. If he fell from here,

impossible in reality. However, this was Hayate’s

tried to unfold his mental world again, which had become blocked halfway. But for some reason, it was

Kurarararara!

side of the sky. It seemed to be the main culprit

this is your mental

to fully embody it in reality, no matter the power used. If that was possible, Asgard would’ve used the dragon as force a long time ago. However, there was a guy

He just shouted to the frightened crowd, “...You can rest assured that I will offer myself as a sacrifice to

a nobleman who hadn’t forgotten his duty even

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 in his lifetime and blossomed only after he died and forgot he was the

‘This...?’