Chapter 1724
From now on, there was only one left.
One more win and the Overgeared World would win.
The merchants with quick calculations planned to greatly expand the scale of their investment in the empire.
It was because it was on the verge of proving that the Overgeared Guild could protect the supremacy of the surface on their own.
A force formed by playersâmoreover, it was the force of Grid, who valued players. This was inherently creating a high-value market.
If he could stop the invasion of the gods and prove his ability to safely defend the surface, he would be reborn as a market with infinite possibilities.
âWas it this muchâŠ?â
Meanwhile, the rankers were repeatedly murmuring to themselves.
It was an era where the realm of transcendence was well known.
The goal of the present day high rankers was to break through their limits and transcend the human realm.
Some people felt confident that it wasnât far away.
It meant that people had regained their lost ambitions.
Yet today, they realized that even the realm of transcendence was divided into levels. They also witnessed several times the Absolute realm that was beyond transcendence.
The apostles of Grid against the godsâit was a very shocking event for the rankers, who hoped to be on equal footing with the apostles one day and to be used seriously by Grid.
This meant that their regained ambition had faded again.
âAre they feeling demoralized now? Pathetic guys.â
Asuke read the source of the turmoil and snorted.
How many times had she felt this level of frustration?
It was only like this now, but it was funny to see them despairing every time.
In the first place, the problem was that they couldnât grasp the subject and became excited.
They wouldnât have been so excited if they were always aware of who they were challenging.
âGrid is the sun.â
He was infinitely brilliant, but hard to get close to. The closer one got, the more painful it was. They would realize that the gap was beyond what they had prepared for.
Asuka finished
defining Grid
and stood up.
She was above a high spire.
It was a famous place where she could see the spectators and stage all over the city at a glance.
âThere is no need to watch the rest of the showdown. Letâs go back.â
The remaining apostles were Sariel and Zik.
They were people who didnât interest Asuka.
Sariel was an archangel who dealt with divine power, while Zik handled ancient runes.
She wouldnât be able to learn it even if she
watched for
a hundred days.
âYes, Young Lady.â
Teddy Bear
carried
out her orders.
He had the opinion that it would be better to see the result of the confrontation, but he followed silently.
It was because he saw the corners of Asukaâs mouth twitch.
He noticed that in the middle of watching the showdown, her hands were itching due to some inspiration.
***
â
OhhâŠ
â
Most of the reactions of those who witnessed Sariel were similar.
They sighed.
It was because her, or his, appearance was so beautiful and noble.
The gentle expression and deep eyes alone created a sense of holiness.
A halo of light, pure white wings, divine power, etc.
It wasnât difficult to accept her as a sacred being who was difficult to approach even if the elements symbolizing angels were hidden without being revealed.
âIt might sound like a pretense, but Iâm glad you are doing well,â
the god who came onto the stage said.
Daraâhe was a god who ruled over the constellations.
He was the most recognizable one among the gods who descended after Zeratul.
It was because monks and astronomers in some areas had found and worshiped Daraâs faint myth.
âSariel, the noblest angel.â
They were words he couldnât release from his mouth.
It was because everyone was watching.
He understood how much every word from a god meant here.
Hadnât he witnessed the gods being eaten by the Overgeared Godâs scripture (epic) earlier?
However, he really wanted to convey something.
âIâm sorry.â
Please forgive me for having to
stand idly by
.
The stars in the sky moved.
Rather than making magically created star forms like Euphemina, the real stars in the universe were moving.
In response to Daraâs will, a constellation that never existed before was created.
It was the constellation of a warrior holding a sword and a shield.
It copied Daraâs movements in real time and used Zeratulâs swordsmanship.
The sword wielded by the warrior of the endlessly huge universe had to exert its influence on the ground.
However, this wasnât Daraâs power.
Dara knew the nature of this holy war and naturally sealed the effect of the power.
âLetâs start,â
Daraâs heart was deeply depressed as he spoke with a determined face.
The reason why he learned swordsmanship from Zeratul was because he felt the need to become stronger.
Why did he feel the need?
It was because he never wanted to
stand idly by
again as an angel went through something unfair like Sariel.
It was Sariel who loved Asgard more than anyone else, and who guarded order by understanding the will of Goddess better than anyone else.
However, she was expelled when she exposed the sins of the gods.
The gods who created Sariel and assigned the role ended up denying Sariel.
It was terribly ugly.
Even so, Dara and many other gods had no choice but to
stand idly by
.
It was because they were weak.
They didnât have divinity or force to put forward, so there was no weight in their words.
At that time, many gods had the same thoughts as Dara.
Letâs get better.
In order to help the higher gods no longer look ugly, we must have the power to oppose them.
From that time on, some gods tried to improve in their own ways. Among them, Dara chose to train his martial ability.
âI didnât know I would have to use the power Iâve built up for you to defeat you.â
It was bittersweet and sad.
Dara was overcome with emotion.
It was necessary to defeat Sariel in order to prevent the birth of the second or third Sariel.
It was ironic, but it couldnât be helped.
Dara was determined to show off his martial arts and be worshiped by everyone.
The reason why he moved the constellations that he couldnât even use was a means to prove his greatness.
Contrary to his pure intentions, he was very thorough.
It meant he wasnât a good opponent.
Grid noticed it as well.
âHe is in third place.â
Dairine, the boy god who defeated Mir, and Kadlow, who had lost part of his divinity to Brahamâthe next strongest god after them was Dara.
It was right to say that it was actually hard for Sariel to handle him.
âIt is okay, Sariel.â
It was as he said to Mir earlier. Wins or losses didnât matter.
The thing I prioritize above all else is your own values.
Let go of the pressure to win and use it as an opportunity for growth.
Think of it as meeting a valuable enemyâŠ
The ground shook as Grid was making his wish.
Six pairs of wingsâSarielâs Wings of Justice and Slaughter were changing in a strange way.
Each of the pure white feathers that made up her wings became as hard and sharp as a blade.
Michael, the third ranked archangel who died to Gridâthe function built into the wings that were originally his was manifested.
It was literally in the form of slaughter.
â
UghâŠ
â
Sariel gritted her teeth and wrapped her arms around her chest.
She had a pained expression.
It was more of an expression of trying to suppress something.
Gridâs face hardened.
âDemonic energyâŠâ
Daraâs apology and kindness were selfish.
It was just an act to relieve Dara of his own guilt.
It actually pierced the wounds that Sariel had buried deep in her heart and revealed the darkness that was barely suppressed.
She lost control of her demonic energy and it started to run rampant.
âSarielâŠ!â
Dara noticed the unexpected event and reached out urgently.
All he could do was care for her to make sure that Sariel didnât reach the point of no return.
At this moment, he wasnât conscious of the human and heavenly gazes.
He was sincere.
However, Sariel refused it.
The wounds she suffered in the past were too great.
If sins could be washed away with words of apology, then why did she have to be expelled from heaven and endure a terrible amount of pain?
Her subconscious angered her and her latent demonic energy grew.
The divinity that resembled Gridâs divinity turned ultramarine and her brilliant gold hair was dyed red.
Her closed eyes, filled with tears of blood, opened again.
âDara, God of Constellations, you are also a sinner.â
The dark gray eyes reflected Dara.
It was in a distorted shape because the color of her eyes were murky.
âYou knew about the sins of the gods but ignored them. Then you
stood idly by
as I fell into a predicament after I questioned the sins of the gods.â
âWhat was I supposed to do when I had no strength?â
Daraâs voice trembled slightly.
The power of Sariel, the Angel of Justiceâhe felt like he was dissected in every detail and his secrets exposed by her âWicked Eye.â It was terribly embarrassing and unpleasant.
âBeing powerless isnât an excuse. The gods wouldnât have escaped being punished if each one of you had said something at the time and helped me. Dara, you know what is in your heart, right?â
It was a great sin to
stand idly by
.
Goddess Rebecca herself proved it.
Sariel tried to think as rationally as possible and criticized Dara, butâ
ââŠDie.â
Her awareness lasted up to here.
Her consciousness was completely cut off as the repressed demonic energy exploded and triggered her Wicked Eye.
Her power started to run wild.
It was a power she had suppressed ever since becoming Gridâs apostle.
Furthermore, the power she showed, after absorbing Michaelâs power thanks to Grid, was beyond Gridâs imagination.
â
âŠUh?
â
Feathers scattered in the aftermath of Sarielâs charge.
Some of them soared high into the sky and stimulated Gridâs artificial senses.
It seemed as if the feathers wouldnât have just grazed his cheeks and caused bleeding if he reacted one step late.
Contrary to the bewildered and mesmerized Gridâ
âIs this how it will go?â
Lauel was about to die of happiness.
He clenched his fists tightly and managed to suppress his cheers.
Ever since Sariel used her power, this match had been nullified.
It was a huge stroke of luck at a time when it was hard to be convinced of Sarielâs victory.
There was no reason for the gods to question it.
Currently, Sariel had lost her sense of reason and used her power due to her âdemonic energy running wild.â
Additionally, the culprits who caused her demonic energy were the heavenly gods.
Even the heavens would have to understand it.
There was no abstention.
From the moment Sariel spread her Wings of Slaughter and charged forward, Dara responded with his power.
Perhaps he felt a great threat so he reflexively moved his constellations.
The giant sword wielded by the huge warrior of the universe fell toward the stage and the confrontation became a mess.
Aaaaack!
A scream seemed to come from the sky.
It was Zeratulâs scream.
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