Overgeared - Chapter 996

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 hell 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 jerk . . .  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 fucking bullshit .

“ . . . ?”

-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 .