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?”

Asgard. This was the residing place of Jormungandr, the God of serpents, who was said to be so huge that he could

beast raised by Yatan, but he had been on a rampage ever since Yatan left Asgard, endlessly inflating his

grew out of control,

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 harming others, wouldn’t

reasonable belief under these circumstances. However, Grid was suspicious because Mumud’s group included Asura. It wouldn’t be strange

‘...Baal.’

Grid died in the Blackening state and visited hell for the first time, Grid had seen the

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

of Baal’s sins. Baal, the absolute evil who distorted the wishes of his father Yatan

‘The final boss...’

boss candidates—the knights 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

didn’t have a designated ending. There would be no boss that led the players to the

were real bosses. All of them had flaws and lacked enough influence to put an end to the story. In Rebecca’s case,

a 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 wrong for such a game to have

point. However, now that he

the story. It was a harm that Satisfy had to eliminate in order to achieve

the one being who could control him has disappeared. Cultivators

were happening behind the scenes. Asura was collaborating with the demon cultivators. This was truly a serious issue since Asura had the ability to acquire

Asura had surely condensed a spiritual root. He would’ve mastered the cultivator's mystical

to think of it, there are three Absolutes with a

it with his divinity, and Asura through what he saw and experienced. Did this mean copying-type abilities were common? Not at all. Just like in other games, copying-type abilities in Satisfy were incredibly powerful. They weren’t

just that Asura’s birth was too much

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

result must’ve

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

for him. Worst case scenario, he might have

immediately

came to mind when Grid thought of Asura. He was nervous,

Rose nodded obediently. She picked up on the way Grid was

arrogant despite how powerful she was. It was just that she had no opportunity to be humble because of her impressive abilities.

took a step forward upon hearing her

Just then—

Flash!

in all directions bombarded him. All the joints in his body twisted under tremendous pressure. His whole skin was about to peel off. He

strong enough to keep

strong

[You aren’t strong enough...]

more violent the air currents became, the more difficult it was to move. Finally, as his HP started to decrease,

the barrier and