Overgeared

The gods and angels were sharply weakened outside of Asgard. It was common sense by now. The problem was that strength and weakness were always relative. The gods and angels who came to the surface would suffer a powerful penalty, but there were few people in the world who could easily defeat them.

There was a loud noise and the Tower of Eternity was greatly shaken. Irregardless of the name, it felt like it would collapse at any moment. The magicians of the magic tower were scared out of their minds. Cracks spread like a spider web across the upper floors of the tower. Piaro was nailed to the center of it.

"Cough!"

He might be blood stained, but he didn't release the strength from the hands holding the farming equipment. Blood flowed down the back of the hand along the bulging blood vessels. It was the blood scattered by the angels who died earlier. They were angels who died from their skulls being smashed by a hand plow, or their spinal cords being pulled out by a pitchfork.

"A cruel man like you would be rare even in hell. Seeing how you specifically developed and use such heinous weapons, I suspect that you are Baal disguised as a human being."

"This is farming equipment..."

"You are going to die now."

The angels surrounding Piaro looked tired.

The Fruit of Good and Evil—the mythical fruit that was occasionally grown in hell was extremely dangerous. Depending on its usage, the meaning of a god's existence could fade or evil spirits could be created. It was also possible for angels to be born in hell or demons to be born in heaven. There were too many possibilities. It was to the point where they thought that the concept Yatan created with malicious intent was clear.

For Asgard, it was a variable that must be removed. This was why as many as 105 angels came to the surface this time. There were three archangels and 102 ordinary angels. It was the size of an army unit. It was a troop organized to confront a chief god, so it was the first time since the war of the gods that so many angels were engaged in an operation.

They had in mind the worst case scenario of encountering the Overgeared God. It was self-evaluated as a power that could easily overpower the apostles of the Overgeared God. Yet they struggled with only one apostle. As many as seven angels died horribly. In the aftermath, dozens of angels were released from the trinity and briefly escaped from the battlefield.

It was a pretty shocking incident.

Angels were soldiers made from human legends. Angels might suffer a penalty in the human world, but it was right that they could handle it on their own, even against a legendary human. Besides, they were raised as soldiers. Angels were stronger in the multitude than as an individual. Every time their numbers increased, their combat power would be multiplied by several times. Therefore, they could oppose even a chief god the moment their unit was formed.

Yet only one apostle—

They also suffered this defeat against Piaro, the weakest of the apostles. Anxiety rose in the minds of the archangels.

'...It must be the influence of the god he serves.'

The Overgeared God—he was the one who overshadowed the years. The growth rate exceeded even the wisdom of the gods. His apostles were also affected and their growth rate seemed extraordinary.

"Destroy him with all our might. We have to cut the buds properly today."

At the order of the archangels, the angels moved the halos above their heads.

the angels at the scene were joining forces to kill Piaro. It was a desire to not give him any

'This... it is over...'

number of angels would continue to grow. It was impossible to resist an army alone when the army was rapidly strengthened with every addition. However, Piaro was a farmer and defeated seven of

wasn't overpraising him. Among pure human beings, there were very few who could set up a field that

was a full-scale bombardment aimed at

life

of Piaro's regrets. In his white-tinged vision, Piaro smiled. It was a smile that appeared naturally when looking back at his life since meeting a young man called Grid and serving him as his lord, king, and emperor, before worshiping him as a god. This unwavering pride filled

smile? You have to think about the grief of those who

who looked as small and young as her voice. It was Euphemina. The guardian of the Overgeared Tower had come here in response to the call of

Good and Evil...!" The

and proved the efficacy of the Fruit of Good and Evil while Piaro was buying

the endpoint. The class of Mumud's Successor itself guaranteed a myth rating. It was just that

was to

conditions necessary to become a myth was worship. It was to be an object of faith to the people, but Euphemina wasn't confident about being worshiped at all. She was different from Grid. In the first place, was it

I can't

she wasn't excited at all when she heard Laella say that the Fruit of Good and Evil would provide her with a clue for

of Good and

[......

...

magic power when taken by a

get black magic power and

a resource obtained only by contracting with a demon, while divine power was a resource obtained only by changing one's class to a priest or paladin serving a god. Ordinary magicians couldn't get it, nor were they compatible

could contract with elementals. It was possible to deal with black magic or divine magic by contracting with dark elementals or light elementals. Additionally, Euphemina was Mumud's Successor, so she had her own skills in black magic and divine magic. The most basic black magic and

nature of her magic power itself wasn't transformed into evil like the black magicians who contracted with the demons, nor could she handle divine power like the priests did. It was impossible to be

being distinguished between good and evil. If Euphemina took the Fruit of Good and Evil when she could already handle all magic, it would have

it would be better for Braham to eat it, Laella replied, "Lord Braham is a vampire. Unlike humans, who are neutral, his species itself is judged as evil. This means the Fruit of Good and Evil will intervene

right now? Quickly eat this and save

and Evil

the effects of the Fruit of Good and

to an omnipotent magician. She would be beyond

wasn't a matter of discussing qualifications. It

Good and Evil. Her cheeks moved in a munching

the angels were right in front

"Heh."