Overgeared Chapter 996:
Chapter 996
The seven malignant saints had betrayed the gods and deceived the people . Faith had declined, and great demons had appeared on the ground . That was the age of grief . The people who suffered from war and hunger resented the gods while a poor saint went on the path of penance—this was the birth story of the Rebecca Church .
The saint speaking here was the first pope . The holy sword of light had been given to the saint who completed the path of penance . The saint had defeated the great demons with the power of the holy sword and sang the goddess’ praises . Righteous heroes had been drawn to the song . They had built temples and statues for the goddess .
The saint had been crowned by the heroes and had become pope . The pope was above the heroes . This was the final chapter of the story . As could be seen from the overall picture, the first pope had been a very special person . He had destroyed the great demons and built up faith . He was the great person who had saved all of humanity . It was highly-rated compared to other legends .
The Rebecca members revered him as a god-class being . Would such a great person select just anyone as his successor? Absolutely not . The first pope had searched for someone more talented than himself to be his successor, and this was Chreshler . Hundreds of years later, he became a person who couldn’t leave a coffin but it wasn’t good to look down on him .
“It’s a lie? But I really wasn’t lying . ” Grid tried to resolve Chreshler’s misunderstanding . “Your Holiness’ coffin was already empty when I arrived here . Marie Rose was already gone . Really . ”
-You are a really bad guy .
“Huh?”
-My ego was sealed in the coffin made of sacred wood and is designed to wake up when an intruder enters . This is the second time I woke up .
“ . . . ?”
-The first time I woke up, Marie Rose was still sleeping in me . Now she isn’t .
“ . . . So?”
-So?
So? He didn’t understand…? The pretend innocence of Pagma’s successor was abominable . If he didn’t let Marie Rose go, who did it? The coffin jumped on its own . It was an absurd sight! Grid tried to avoid the attack of the coffin but failed . The coffin was as fast as Faker using Lantier’s technique .
[You have suffered 33,780 damage!]
“Keok! C-Crazy!”
What the **** was going on? The unpleasant beating hurt too much . Grid would die with one or two more hits . Chreshler’s voice entered the ears of the bewildered Grid, -You’re still alive? I didn’t know I had become so weak . Is there a limit even though I took over the sacred wood?
“I-I don’t understand what you’re saying, but it is a misunderstanding .
-Misunderstanding? Misunderstanding~?
‘I-Is this a human (?)?’
Grid sensed it . Chreshler had once been considered as the strongest pope ever, and he had been a great man who left his name in history . A conversation wasn’t going to work with him .
‘Let’s run away . ’
Grid judged that he really could die here . He wanted Chreshler’s information about Pagma and the minerals, but he decided to give up . He didn’t want to die because of a coffin!
“Quick Movements! Blackening!” Grid used his skills to escape from this place .
- . . . Hmm, what? It does seem to be a misunderstanding . Chreshler calmed his agitation and stepped back .
Grid wished Chreshler’s attitude had changed one second faster . “ . . . ?!”
It was a higher power and instinct that transcended skills and the concept of magic . The existence of Chreshler denied any evil energy . Grid’s Blackening was lifted, and the haze of demonic energy melted away like snow under the sun .
[Blackening has been forcibly released!]
[The supreme divine power is denying your demonic energy!]
[There is a severe recoil in your body!]
[You have suffered 2,265,320 damage!]
[A legend doesn’t die easily . Your health is fixed to a minimum . . . ]
“Cough! Cough, cough!”
What was this? Grid was astonished by the strong impact . Blood poured out from a hole in his body, and he trembled . Chreshler was stunned .
-You emitted demonic energy in front of me? Were you going to commit suicide? I’m surprised .
“Pant . . . Pant . . . ”
What skill was this? Chreshler came up to Grid who was coughing up blood . He was appalled by the sight of the empty coffin floating in the air .
-Well, you survived . This is why a legend is good . In any case, a cockroach is a cockroach .
“Kuoock . . . What did you just do?”
-I didn’t do anything . My presence as a pope detected and extinguished your evil energy .
“ . . . ”
-There is no need to look at me like I’m a monster . The pope’s presence doesn’t work on Marie Rose . Uh, I have to catch her and seal her . . .
“ . . . ”
-I guess the lifespan of the sacred wood was shorter than I thought . I think you didn’t release Marie Rose from the seal . It is that the divine power of the coffin weakened and Marie Rose woke up herself from the seal .
It was true . Grid might’ve stimulated Marie Rose, but he wasn’t the one to release Marie Rose’s seal . She woke up by herself and left this place by herself . Grid just gave her the smell of blood .
‘ . . . In the end, I am a contributor . ’
He wasn’t stupid enough to explain it though . Grid took a potion and asked Chreshler, "Were you killed when you sealed Marie Rose?"
-No? I sealed Marie Rose and lived well for decades, dying after a long time . I lived until I was 110 .
“Then how did you seal Marie Rose before you became the coffin?”
-I naturally sealed her with my holy power . However, the third pope was short-lived, and the fourth and fifth generations were so weak that they couldn’t bear Marie Rose’s evil influence . I felt that Marie Rose was going to awaken, so I was forced to die and become a coffin . I placed my ego into the coffin made of sacred wood .
“Was it Pagma who helped you at the time?”
-Yes . That **** . . . He cheated me .
“ . . . ?”
-He told me that my senses would remain, so I could feel Marie Rose in me forever even when I'm asleep . It was **** **** .
“ . . . ?”
-I lose all my senses when I fall asleep . Thus, I never felt her . Sigh . I was looking forward to waking up and feeling her again . . .
“ . . . ”
It felt like Grid was having a conversation that was out of focus . Grid woke himself up by hitting his cheeks and corrected the direction of the conversation .
“Can you tell me about Pagma? Additionally, the first intruder . . . ”
-What are you going to do if I tell you? Are you going to bring Marie Rose back?
“ . . . ”
He wanted Grid to catch Marie Rose? Grid thought it was ridiculous, and Chreshler laughed .
-You have a cute part, unlike Pagma . Your reaction is straightforward and not bad . Okay . I’ll answer your question . It seems you have been a great help to us since you have received the blessing of the goddess of light and the three churches .
The second pope instantly discerned the goddess’ blessing and the blessings of the Rebecca, Judar, and Dominion Churches .
‘Indeed, people should live a good life . ’
There was nothing wrong with the saying ‘you reap what you sow . ’ Chreshler spoke to the expectant Grid, -Lie down in me .
“ . . . In your coffin?”
-Isn’t it better to see it once than listen a hundred times? I’m going to show you my old memories .
Still, wasn’t lying down in a coffin too much? Grid faced the wide open coffin and was forced to hesitate . As a living person, lying down in a place where the dead stayed was uncomfortable . However, this only lasted for a moment . Grid nodded and lay down in the coffin . Then . . .
[The Sacred Wood Coffin has accepted you . ]
[The divine power has permeated you in a very small amount . ]
[The advanced light elemental has responded pleasantly . ]
[The light of the advanced light elemental has become a bit brighter . ]
[Dark resistance has permanently increased by 5% . ]
[In the future, there is a very low chance of adding 5% holy attribute damage to basic attacks . ]
[Affinity with Chreshler has increased by three . ]
“ . . . !”
He received an unexpected benefit! Grid was delighted as his vision turned dark . When he opened his eyes again, he saw a long-haired man standing in front of him . It was a beautiful man who looked like a painting of the Hwarang from the Silla Dynasty hanging in an art gallery . (TL: Flower youths, an elite warrior group of Silla know for their beauty . )
‘Pagma!’ Grid cried out unknowingly, but vocalization was not possible .
[You are in a frozen state in Chreshler’s past . ]
[You are experiencing the past from Chreshler’s perspective . ]
[You are in an observer state . You can’t intervene in the past . ]
Chreshler opened his mouth on behalf of Grid, “Can you make a coffin out of the sacred wood?”
Chreshler’s past voice was different from the one Grid heard in reality . It was a much older and cracked voice . These must be Chreshler’s last years .
“You don’t fear the sacred wood?”
“I know enough and have handled the branches of the world tree several times . I believe that experience will help . ” Pagma’s expression was confident as he answered .
Chreshler nodded as he sat down and stared at Pagma . “Okay . I will trust you since you are a person the fifth generation recommended . ”
Once permission was given, Pagma immediately started working . His movements to suppress the holy power of the sacred wood were careful and delicate but not too slow . Grid admired it .
‘His workmanship is great . ’
This was the person who developed skills in Grid with only knowledge . The process of turning a huge tree into a coffin seemed beautiful .
[The Sacred Wood Coffin production method has been acquired . ]
[You have learned the techniques to handle the sacred wood . ]
‘ . . . !’
He didn’t know if it was useful, but it was an unexpected gain . As Grid rejoiced, time in the past flashed by, and Pagma completed the beautiful white coffin . Chreshler admired it . “Beautiful . It will be a good match with Marie Rose . ”
“Your Holiness . ”
“Is that title a habit? I am a retired pope . ”
“I have accomplished Your Holiness’ wish and would like to ask for two things . ”
“You are a brave man . Okay . Tell me . ”
“I heard that Your Holiness held the funerals for the legends . ”
“So?”
“I want to know where they are buried . ”
“Why?"
“I also want to honor their souls . ”
‘ . . . !’ Grid’s heart sank . He knew Pagma’s intention behind finding the graves of the legends . The poor appearance of the Undefeated King and the legends who suffered for hundreds of years passed through Grid’s mind .
‘ . . . No, no . It is a leap . ’
At this time, Pagma wasn’t Baal’s Contractor . He didn’t have the ability to make undead bodies . Pagma’s intention might be as pure as he stated . A chill went over his skin as Grid tried to believe it . However, he felt uncomfortable because of Pagma’s expression . Pagma had already predicted the future and was making preparations .
“Also…”
Pagma pulled out a sword . The Orietal longsword gave off a beautiful appearance .
“Teach me how to be strong . ”
A resource that must be learned properly in order to utilize the swordsmanship of the Undefeated King . Sword energy was at the end of Pagma’s sword .