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...”

it. His red eyes looked around as his body shook. The city, familiars, and vampires were all

to a vampire... Did that guy bring one

“...”

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

sucked in

“...?”

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 even raise a finger in

killing intent even in his current state. In fact, the vast majority of the thousands of soldiers who entered the city were frozen in place. All of them were pale and didn’t dare look at Noll. But at this

might be able to

“...”

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

It’s certainly

“...”

still had common 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 the atmosphere.

"...All humans are crazy.”

need a long time to reuse it. Noll was determined to take care of Grid before Rebecca’s believer could

will drink this slave’s blood

snorted and waved a hand lightly to destroy the slave smelling the ground, intending to leap over and fly towards Grid.

“What?”

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

Puk.

“Eek!”

tool and suffered terrible pain. He forgot his dignity and let out an unseemly

so painful because he

person who looked like a slave was actually

heard Rebecca’s dogs always wear white

“...”

Pounding Mortar, Grid and the Overgeared members watched Noll being hit.

What are all of you

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

“You... Who are you?”

slave was the thing he was most curious about. The man mistaken for

“A farmer.”

“Farmer?”

“Yes.”

"A farmer...!”

had some common sense. He knew that food was necessary for humans to live and there was a group of humans who grew the food. Yes, he knew

“This crazy guy!”

was scandalous that a mere human could cause him such confusion. It was the first time since Noll was born that he met

I will eat

Kuwaaaaaang!

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

Kurururuk!

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