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.

light expanded rapidly. Nearly 100 halos tilted in unison and aimed at Piaro. All the angels at the scene were joining forces to

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

army was rapidly strengthened with every addition. However,

up a field that was like a mental world, and

angels. It was a full-scale bombardment aimed

was a life

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 Piaro even in the face of death. He didn't feel

to think about the grief of those who are left behind. What is wrong with you when you have a

It was Euphemina. The guardian of the Overgeared Tower had come here in response to the call of Laella, the tower master. She was holding

and Evil...!" The eyes of the

came from the top of the tower. She completed her quest and proved the efficacy of the Fruit of Good and Evil while Piaro

more quickly and powerfully. For her, a legend wasn't the endpoint. The class of Mumud's Successor itself guaranteed a myth rating. It was

it. It was to the point where Euphemina openly said, 'A

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 reasonable for people to be worshiped?

I can't be

didn't even dream of it. This was why she wasn't excited at all when she heard Laella say that the Fruit of Good and Evil

of Good and

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magic power when taken by a magician.It has been revealed by the

black magic power

black magic power was a resource obtained only by contracting with a demon, while divine power was a resource obtained only by changing one's

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 divine magic could be interpreted and used in

like the black magicians who contracted with the demons, nor could

it possible—Laella assured her that even magic power had the effect of 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 an effect that others couldn't even dream of. This was

"Lord Braham is a vampire. Unlike humans, who are neutral, his species itself is judged as evil. This means the Fruit of Good and

Lord Piaro's life in danger right now? Quickly eat this

He has already given me permission to handle the Fruit of Good and

the effects of the Fruit of Good

omnipotent magician. She would be beyond even Braham in

did. It wasn't a matter of discussing qualifications. It was more of an obligation. She

of Good and Evil. Her cheeks moved in a munching motion akin to

rays of light shot from the angels were right in front

"Heh."