Overgeared

The north…

Jormungandr’s hint helped tremendously. Based on Grid’s current position, there was only one area in the north where the demon cultivators could set up their base.

‘The Collapsed Temple.’

The cemetery of the forgotten gods.

Grid’s expression became bitter as he checked the annotation on the map. Even beings who were supposed to be gods would die the moment they were forgotten because there was no such thing as a god that no one knew about.

In that sense, the gods of Asgard had a fire burning at their feet because it was the Overgeared World, not Asgard, that was closely involved in the lives of humanity currently. The gods of the Overgeared World, united around Grid, lived alongside humans. They watched humans from the side, helped them, and thus, became the objects of a new faith.

Meanwhile, the gods of Asgard faded from people’s memories. With the exception of Rebecca, Dominion, and Judar, who had formed huge religions, most of the gods could end up forgotten and extinguished within decades. This was very serious.

However, it wasn’t that bad. The gods of Asgard didn’t take action prematurely. It wasn’t that they had something they believed in. Rather, they were greatly influenced by the current state of things. The Refractive Dragon was chasing Rebecca. Judar, who had radical ideas, was dead.

The gods of Asgard had nowhere to turn. Unlike Judar, Dominion seemed to use his brain a lot. Therefore, they couldn’t act rashly and would only be nervous.

Grid understood to a certain extent how the gods who sided with Asura and Mumud felt.

‘They just desire to do something rather than sit still and wait for death.’

Mumud, whom he once encountered, was clever. His ability to read the flow of current events was excellent. He probably believed that there was no hope left for Asgard.

‘That explains why he joined forces with the demon cultivators.’

Humanity was virtually dominated by the Overgeared World. This was retribution, the price that Asgard had to pay for betraying so many of humanity’s beliefs and expectations in the past.

Could Asgard regain its former status now? That was impossible to do, unless the gods overthrew the Overgeared World by force. However, in terms of force, the Overgeared World wasn’t weaker than Asgard. The balance had been offset the moment Hayate came back alive from hell and Grid killed Judar.

What measures did Asgard come up with this time?

‘They want to support a whole new humanity.’

The new humanity would be the cultivators who would cross over to this world through the Full Moon Fortress. Grid was sure that Asura and Mumud had demanded worship in exchange for helping the demon cultivators. The demon cultivators wouldn’t have been able to resist this, so the deal should have gone smoothly.

‘...They usually do well when it comes to things like this.’

If Asgard hadn’t betrayed humanity, they wouldn’t have been in this extreme situation. The heavenly gods would’ve still been worshiped. From Grid’s perspective, this was good. The Asgard that hadn’t betrayed humanity wouldn’t have been at odds with Grid.

If only Judar had acted normally, the world would’ve been at peace, and Grid wouldn’t have needed to take on so many responsibilities. The Absolutes would’ve been busy with each other, and Grid would’ve enjoyed raid competitions with ordinary players.

‘Maybe I would’ve been busy fighting over land with Valhalla.’

Wouldn’t it have been quite interesting if either side hadn’t been able to overcome each other with force and had a fierce rivalry? The fate of humanity or the world wouldn’t have rested on Grid’s shoulders, so he would’ve accepted defeat cheerfully no matter how many times he experienced it... He wouldn’t need to feel stressed...

imagination run wild.

I’d still

in such a scenario. Lies and incitement were just the basic methods. It

the possibilities of ending up isolated from international allied forces and experiencing failures would increase. Of course, it had to be very

way people would react if

of being criticized by all sorts of communities the moment he would lose in a competition against other players. The masses always demanded endless proof of his strength. It was easy to take sports players as an example. What if a player who achieved a hat trick in the previous game showed a lackluster performance in the next one? Then people would look down upon them right away. That would be

mean things are alright

this world. Grid once again realized how the world worked and his expression

husband, you look upset. Do you want to go

his head. “No, never.”

this situation had escalated up until this point.

have entered

arrived at the destination without feeling exhausted at all, even though

chirping. Ahead was a clear blue lake surrounded by hundreds of huge white temples that had been left unattended for a long time and covered in vines. Some had no roof, some had a lot of cracks in their pillars, some had collapsed in the

in a long time. They appeared even more miserable when

humans are equally

laughed. “Yes. As expected, living seems to

would she have realized the preciousness of life? She could guarantee that

grasped what Marie Rose was thinking abouts and revived

say that living is better even if it means

dog poop...?

“I’m sorry...”

in him. It was pathetic that this was all he could say when comforting a

was admonishing himself. “The child is kicking my belly. I guess the child liked your joke, my

I’m glad the child

he remembered that the baby was real, he felt a greater sense of responsibility. For his children’s sake, he

in Marie Rose’s womb

[This affects prenatal education.]

by 10

front of a child in the womb and held his head. He felt a deep sense

serious. “Does the child already understand the concept

Come to think

This child is going to become strong very quickly. I’m relieved that

“......”

his attention back to the lake. The water had a bizarre shade of blue. That wasn’t a natural color. It seemed like tens of

‘Are they down there?’

signs of movement at all. However, Jormungandr had told Grid that there was a group of demon cultivators

this lake, which was too blue to even peer inside, was the best

Just then—

“Wait, wait a moment.”

foot in the lake. Her little white foot was smeared red. Her soft white jade-like skin melted in an instant

“Marie Rose...!”

“Shh.”