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...”

Noll breathed roughly once he was freed from it. His red eyes looked around as his body shook. The city, familiars, and

deadly to a vampire... Did that guy bring one of

“...”

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

sucked in

“...?”

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

fearsome killing intent even in his current state. In fact, the vast majority of the thousands of soldiers who entered the city were

If I farm here, I might

“...”

of 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

how interesting. It’s certainly interesting

“...”

sense. He instinctively perceived that a human armed with strange tools and the old, dirty attire was a slave or lower class among humans. However, the slave couldn’t grasp

"...All humans are crazy.”

Rebecca’s believer who used the technique would need a long time to reuse it.

this slave’s blood as an

the slave who was disrupting him. He snorted and waved a hand lightly to destroy the slave smelling the ground, intending to leap over and

“What?”

weapon lightly blocked

Puk.

“Eek!”

pain. He forgot his dignity and let out an unseemly scream. Then he moved away from the slave. He grabbed his injured forehead with

attack so painful because he has

like a slave was actually one of

dogs always wear white and clean

“...”

and the Overgeared members

all

as it happened, Noll was highly resistant to magic. It was safe to say that there was no possibility of him being enchanted. This confused Noll even more. How was that human called Grid able to draw some many supporters and what was the identity of the powerful force

“You... Who are you?”

most curious about.

“A farmer.”

“Farmer?”

“Yes.”

"A farmer...!”

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

“This crazy guy!”

agitated, It was scandalous that a mere human could cause him such confusion. It was the

will

Kuwaaaaaang!

It was the manifestation of the high grade blood magic that only the

Kurururuk!

magic that burst out swallowed up Piaro. Noll was invigorated by the sight. He thought that the damn madman who appeared once in one hundred years would disappear without a trace. It was just for