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?”

danger zones marked on the 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

Yatan, but he had been on a rampage

his size grew out of

demon

included Asura. It wouldn’t be strange for Mumud’s group to

‘...Baal.’

the Blackening state and visited hell for the first time, Grid had seen the landscape that wasn’t much different from the surface. This was because of the neutral zone protected

moon that watched over the entire hell with blinking blood-lined eyes and the river of flames that prevented ordinary life from surviving were

scenes of hell were all evidence of 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...’

the corrupt church members and churches, Emperor Juander who didn’t

at was that Satisfy was most likely a game that didn’t have a designated ending. There would be no boss that

had met so far were real bosses. All of them had flaws and lacked enough influence to put an end to the story. In Rebecca’s case, the S.A. Group didn’t view her as part of the story, but a bug that

was an MMORPG. Was there an ending to the story of the world that players were creating? It was rather strange and wrong for such a

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

had to eliminate in order to achieve

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

developments were happening behind the scenes. Asura was collaborating with the demon cultivators. This was

root. He would’ve mastered the cultivator's

of it, there are

and experienced. Did this mean copying-type abilities were common? Not at all.

just that Asura’s birth was too much

functioned as a womb to conceive Asura. In the process, it was likely that King Daebyeol’s power had been transplanted to Asura. King Daebyeol certainly had the

must’ve

from battles. This meant he could copy the abilities of a target without the medium of blood absorption or divinity. He could even copy

mastering the skills of the demon cultivators had surely been easy for him. Worst case scenario,

to immediately leave if

mind when Grid thought of

on the way Grid was

It was just that she had no opportunity to be humble because of

a step forward upon hearing her

Just then—

Flash!

beyond the clouds shifted their gazes to Grid. The spiral currents raging in all directions bombarded him. All the joints in his

strong enough to keep

strong

[You aren’t strong enough...]

the air currents became, the more difficult it was to move. Finally, as his HP started to decrease, Grid took Marie Rose into

examined the barrier and smiled.