Overgeared

At a palace surrounded by peach trees and clouds...

The clothes of the court ladies as they walked through the corridors looked like they were alive.

“Didn’t I tell you to shift your gaze?”

“Do I have to burn your eyes for you to listen?”

The yangbans warned Zibal who kept looking around. Zibal wanted to capture all the scenery of the divine world he would never see again. Thus, a strong resentment filled him.

‘Who the hell do they think they are?’

Zibal’s boss was the grandmaster. The other party had no right to command Zibal even if they were gods. Zibal felt great displeasure at the attitude of the nobles who threatened them. He wanted to raise his eyes and shout at the yangbans. However, he barely suppressed his anger and endured it.

‘I will do as they say—when in Rome, do as the Romans do.’

It would damage the grandmaster if he made a disturbance. Zibal controlled his mind and looked like any other Neo Red Knights. He walked silently as he stared at the heels of the yangbans walking in front. The yangbans clicked their tongues.

“In any case, they won’t understand our words.”

“Cattle and humans are curious and difficult to control. That’s why they have to starve from time to time.”

“......”

The grandmaster’s expression stiffened as he walked through the shabby Hwan Kingdom that was unlike Asgard. The thoughts of the yangbans were uncomfortable.

‘Why do they despise humans?’

Not all gods cared for human beings. A prime example was Hexetia, the blacksmithing god. He was jealous of human beings and even attempted to annihilate humanity. However, there were few gods who loathed or despised humans. In order for a god to gain divinity, human faith was necessary. Thus, it wasn’t good to be disinterested in the humans who believed in them. Some gods felt grateful to humans.

If there were humans who believed in him and served him in the past, Hexetia wouldn’t have implemented such an unreasonable plan of annihilation. In that sense, the attitude of the yangbans was really hard to understand. The reason why the gods regained their divinity after being defeated and expelled during the war of the gods was because the humans of the east believed in them and served them. Why were the humans treated so badly?

‘It isn’t enough that they aren’t grateful to humans. It is hard to understand them being compared to livestock.’

The grandmaster questioned it before he realized something.

‘...Do they take human service for granted rather than being thankful?’

In retrospect, there is one such person among the Western gods—Martial God Zeratul, who argued that it was natural for humans to worship his strength. The grandmaster thought of the cut from Zeratul and felt a great pain from his chest. It was a pain in his memories.

The grandmaster’s chest was clean without a single injury. That’s right. The grandmaster’s current body had no encounter with Zeratul. The body of the grandmaster that had been cut by Zeratul and suffered a deep wound was sealed in a pit. It was like the seven malignant, no, the seven good people.

‘Zikfrector?’

just thought of it as a dog barking and the yangbans’ bullshit entered one ear and went out the other. Then he saw the grandmaster’s stiff expression. He was worried because the grandmaster’s bright face was gray and looked worse than

Sloth affecting him

by the Curse of Sloth were the vampires

He was concerned that things would become

at Grid’s shin. She was angry because a human woman dared to

‘These XX guys.’

been keeping his head low the entire time and

to hit

He felt bitter like he was sitting next to a noisy person in

stared at him after she was kicked in the shin by

good they have it. It would be easier to just pull out their eyeballs from the beginning,” Haejin complained after she confirmed that the human woman had lowered her head again after looking at

At this moment...

want to pull

as he was trying to calm his heart. He clearly

pull out your

the grandmaster’s group walked for quite a long time. It took two hours to arrive at the palace after arriving in the Hwan Kingdom and an

look deep

to raise their heads, but they suppressed their instincts and bowed more deeply. The yangbans guiding the party were spurred into action. These arrogant guys started to bow

god who

who

to identify this person. He was just guessing that it was one of the gods who had been expelled. On the other hand, Grid knew the theme of the

‘Pungsa.’

ruled the weather along with Usa and Unsa, Pungsa was the one who caught a glimpse of Grid as he stood over Hangyeol’s body. Dante

grandmaster stared at Pungsa and opened his

“......!”

grandmaster’s wish was to cooperate with the Five Seniors to drive out

“This crazy...!”

the yangbans and angels at most. It was blasphemy that he would dare to treat a

“......!”

away. They were unable

surprisingly young. He was a man in his early 30s who gave off a rather nervous impression. However, the long eyebrows under the combed hair stretched down to the cheekbones and made it difficult to guess his years. Pungsa didn’t say many words. He stared at the yangbans

“...I understand.”

clicked their tongues as they passed the grandmaster and soon disappeared into the

glanced at the entrance of the great hall.

only directed at the grandmaster. He treated

“They are people attempting to help me revive the

would take

seven good people... I understand. They are your strongest subordinates, so they can

let Grid and the grandmaster’s group inside

“......!”

“......!”