“”......?!”” 

The eight heads of Dantalion that were cut off had startled expressions. The 16 eyes that fell to the ground observed the situation from different directions. The Overgeared God, the hatchling, the great magician, the incarnation of the seven malignant saints, the archangel, the master of Keen Insight, the Demon Slayer, etc. Those who were qualified to rule an era, or the world, were rushing toward him like hungry and irrational beasts seeing prey. 

‘This... It is contrary to my expectations.’

Dantalion was smart. Based on the Overgeared God’s messengers, he inferred the purpose of the Overgeared God. Beriache’s revenge, the subjugation of the evil dragon, the war against Asgard... 

Like the gods in the Genesis mythology, the Overgeared God was a person who carried many burdens on his shoulders. It was to fulfill the wishes of the messengers and make them fully subordinate to him. 

‘The Overgeared God is in a position where he must fight against hell. It is normal to covet my knowledge.’ 

So what was this situation? The Overgeared God seemed to be lacking common sense. It was very abnormal. The eight heads that fell to the hot floor where lava flowed opened their mouths at the same time. “”Overgeared God. Do you really need to kill me? Why cut off my heads? Wouldn’t it benefit you to cooperate with me rather than fight me?”” 

Grid wondered, “On what basis?” 

“”Is it really necessary for me to explain? My knowledge and strength will be a great help to you.”” 

“Not...