Overgeared

Pounding Mortar. It was the Free Farming technique that the legendary farmer Piaro created. It was a technique that created a mortar that was as big as a house in the sky. It lasted for two seconds and the radius was 180 meters. The most remarkable aspect of this technique was that it could distinguish between allies, despite the overwhelming range of the skill.

Jjirak. Jjirak.

‘What?’

Noll who was only aiming for Grid. A large shadow appeared over his head and the air became heavy.

Kurururung!

Thunder. No, the sound was more artificial, intense, and threatening than thunder. Noll instinctively felt fear and created Blood Shield.

Kurururung!

An unimaginable weight hit the Blood Shield.

Jjejeok! Jjejejejeok!

Jjejejejeoook!

The Blood Shield shattered. Blood Shield was a magic and robust defense created to protect the direct descendants!

‘What strength is this?’

Originally, Noll would ask this question. But Noll had no doubt about the power that destroyed Blood Shield with one blow. It was due to the terrible pain.

“...!!”

Kwajak!

Kurururung!

Kwajajajajak!

The unbearable pressure crushed Noll’s skin, flesh, and bones. Noll couldn’t even scream. As soon as his mouth opened, the pressure caused his eyes to bulge out. It was useless to grit his teeth.

Kwajajak!

Noll continued to be squashed. The body that had been floating in the air was pressed close to the ground, while the ground continued to sink in like a meteorite attack.

Peeng!

Pepepepeng!

Hundreds of vampires and familiars around Noll were already turning to grey. It was the scene of a massive number of enemies being crushed to death.

“Kuk...! Kuaaaaah!”

Noll tried to endure and let out a loud scream. It was to emit magic and defy this transcendent power. Then the duration of Pounding Mortar was over.

“Pant... Pant... Pant...”

body shook. The

a vampire... Did that guy bring

“...”

must be divine power. That’s what Noll believed. It was a reasonable idea from his position. But reality was much different from

It is very unusual since it has sucked in a large amount of blood

“...?”

humans confronted with a direct vampire were likely to suffer from heart attacks and die. It was because the difference between direct descendants and humans was too big. And Noll was a direct descendant. In particular, he was an earl. Except for a few special people like Grid, most humans couldn’t

his current state. In fact, the vast majority of the thousands of soldiers who entered the city were frozen

farm here, I might be

“...”

Noll. At first glance, it was a man in shabby attire. The clothes he wore were covered with dirty and his hands held unfamiliar tools. It was a small tool that looked similar to a sickle but

interesting. It’s certainly interesting

“...”

about human society. But he still had common sense. He instinctively perceived that a human armed with strange tools and the old, dirty attire was a slave or

"...All humans are crazy.”

the Rebecca’s believer who used the technique would need a long time to reuse it. Noll was determined to take care of Grid before

this slave’s blood as

a hand lightly to destroy the slave smelling the ground, intending

“What?”

who didn’t even have a weapon lightly blocked Noll’s attack. Then

Puk.

“Eek!”

let out an unseemly scream. Then

his attack so painful because he

a slave was actually one

heard Rebecca’s dogs always wear

“...”

and the Overgeared members watched

all of you

was highly resistant to magic. It was safe to say that there was no possibility of him being enchanted. This confused Noll even more.

“You... Who are you?”

the thing he was most curious about.

“A farmer.”

“Farmer?”

“Yes.”

"A farmer...!”

was necessary for humans to live and there was a group of humans who grew the food. Yes,

“This crazy guy!”

could cause him such confusion. It was the first time since Noll was born that he met such a nasty person. His

will

Kuwaaaaaang!

the manifestation of the high grade blood magic that only the direct descendants could

Kurururuk!

invigorated by the sight. He thought that the damn madman who appeared once in one hundred years