Overgeared

The universe unfolded everywhere they looked. Planets of all shapes were beautifully decorated like paintings on a canvas. The mysterious constellations that rose beneath them served as landmarks for each area. If they walked along the water bottle tilted by the constellation of a goddess, a golden river would spread.

The size of the galaxy that lined both sides of the river was also overwhelming. The little angels, who used the galaxy as their pillows and blankets, blew their trumpets and played their harps. Golden clouds stirred, forming a ground for Grid and Marie Rose to step on.

“Is Hexetia happy and doing well?!!” a baby angel asked.

Looking back on memories from a long time ago, this was the child Grid had met when visiting Hexetia’s smithy.

“Yes, he is smiling every day.”

“I’m so glad! I miss him so much, but I will suppress my longing and support him!”

Baby angels had an innocent side. They were different in many ways from humans who had been turned into angels.

“Were they born as angels...?”

“That’s right. I heard that the goddess created them around the time when Metatron was active. Perhaps they are what Rebecca wanted the angels to be like.”

They were kind and gentle to everyone. Rebecca surely hoped that the archangels would learn from the inherently good baby angels. However, the baby angels had a serious disadvantage. They were weak. They were bound to be insufficient in many ways to influence archangels like Metatron and Raphael. Coincidentally, these archangels weren’t impressed by the baby angels and continued to covet the skilled people on the surface.

“Like Baal, the archangels turned their backs on the wish of a God of the beginning.”

“I think it’s a bit too much to compare them to Baal, but... To a certain extent, yes. Don’t trust Metatron. They always claim to be a loyal dog, but they aren’t as loyal as you might think.”

“Yes, I made a deal with Dominion. There is no need for me to trust Metatron.”

“Hehe, my dear husband is wise after all.”

‘She said not to trust Metatron, but she didn’t say much about Dominion. As expected, I think he can be trusted.’

Marie Rose’s advice helped Grid greatly. He now trusted his own discerning eyes a bit more.

The sound of trumpets from the baby angels faded. The golden river and galaxies that flowed overhead disappeared, and the temperature around them dropped.

There was a deafening noise.

Thousands of spiraling air currents around them repeatedly ascended and descended, tearing apart the golden clouds in the area. Lightning flashed through the torn clouds and hundreds of millions of red lights flickered in all directions. The eye of a snake appeared.

They came to the right place.

“Is there a temple of serpents beyond this place?”

map of Asgard. This was the residing place of Jormungandr, the God of serpents, who was said to be so huge that he could swallow an entire continent in one go with

beast raised by Yatan, but he had been on a

of

why Dominion wasn’t suspicious of Jormungandr. Dominion only advised them to be careful because this was a dangerous area. He didn’t really think that Mumud and the demon cultivators had set up a base here. He believed that the divine beast, who had sealed himself away out of fear of

be strange for Mumud’s group to collude with the Serpent God since that evil guy Asura did

‘...Baal.’

first time, Grid had seen the landscape that wasn’t much different from the surface. This was because of

had thought that the red moon that watched over the entire hell with blinking blood-lined eyes and the river of flames

Baal’s sins. Baal, the absolute evil who distorted the wishes of his father Yatan and tormented countless souls and humans, had said that

‘The final boss...’

and nobles who lost their faith, the corrupt church members and churches, Emperor Juander who didn’t recognize anything other than the empire, Baal and the demons, Hanul and the yangban, Rebecca and Yatan, and

a game that didn’t have

flaws and lacked enough influence to put an end to the story. In Rebecca’s case, the

strange thing. Satisfy was an MMORPG. Was there an ending to the story of the world that players were creating? It was rather strange and

what Grid was thinking at some point. However, now that he remembered

that Satisfy had to eliminate in order to achieve peace. Grid determined that this was the concept of the final

Judar died, the one being who could control him has disappeared. Cultivators have also appeared in the

behind the scenes. Asura was collaborating with the demon cultivators. This was truly a serious issue since Asura had the

condensed a spiritual root. He would’ve mastered the cultivator's mystical arts and treasures

are three Absolutes with a

with his divinity, and Asura through what he saw and experienced. Did this mean copying-type abilities were common? Not at all. Just like

birth was too

it was likely that King Daebyeol’s power had been transplanted to Asura. King Daebyeol certainly

result must’ve exceeded Baal’s

claimed to be a God of fighting. He revered only fighting and learned from battles. This meant he could copy the abilities

cultivators had surely been easy for him. Worst case scenario,

to immediately leave if there

the word that came to mind when Grid thought of Asura. He was nervous, especially

on the way

was just that she had no opportunity to be humble because of her impressive abilities. She was

step forward upon hearing

Just then—

Flash!

clouds shifted their gazes to Grid. The spiral currents raging in all directions bombarded him. All the joints in his body twisted under tremendous pressure. His whole

aren’t strong enough

strong enough

[You aren’t strong enough...]

more difficult it was to move. Finally, as his HP started to decrease, Grid took Marie

Rose examined the barrier and smiled. “This is