Overgeared

'I should've given them personal time from the beginning.'

There was a sufficient basis behind the apostles' personal growth.

Individual activities—they left to solve their own matters, and made remarkable development as if it was natural. Grid also somewhat expected it, but he couldn't take it calmly.

Piaro, who opened up the deity stat; and Mercedes, who acquired the fraudulent God's Descent skill—the level of development of these two people far exceeded Grid's expectations. At this point, he felt sorry for giving them orders about this and that. It would've been much better to just let them do their own activities...

'By the way, God's Descent must be a common skill, right?'

God's Descent was the perfect skill in theory. It was to divide Grid into several pieces. If it was possible for all his apostles to learn it, then Grid could always share power wherever the seven apostles were. It was without consuming anything.

'I have to ask Mercedes how she learned it.'

It was roughly expected how she would've gained it. There was no way she would've really been having a good fight...

She would've naturally awakened it while praying to him with reverence in a very sacred place. God's Descent was like the string of fate that bound a god and their apostles, so the background of the birth itself would be noble.

'Maybe it is a miracle created by a heart that loves and misses me.'

As Grid was smiling with satisfaction, Mercedes and her father were swinging swords at each other. It was a disastrous family violence. Everything was different from Grid's expectations.

***

"Hup." Mercedes gulped.

Her awareness couldn't keep up with her body. The moment she took a single step, she found herself moving tens of meters ahead. She couldn't cut Exile and repeatedly passed by him. It was the aftermath of borrowing Grid's divinity and implementing some of Grid's stats and status. It was without the process of observing and interpreting it with Keen Insight.

It was a force that her body immediately received, so it wasn't easy for her to adapt to it. It was like being dragged around in her own body.

"You are just a human being without the help of Keen Insight."

Mercedes, who interpreted the principles of God's Descent—Exile was startled by the use of her Keen Insight, which was at a level incomparable to decades ago, but he quickly regained his composure. It was because he was looking at the traces that told him Mercedes' trajectory.

The sanctuary that was tempered by Pluto's divinity was destroyed. It couldn't handle the shockwaves generated by Mercedes, who was rushing and jumping. It meant that the Overgeared God's divinity that she borrowed was very powerful.

Exile took it for granted. He was only Pluto's apostle, while Mercedes was an apostle and companion. Mercedes was in a position to borrow much more divinity.

Then what was she doing? A power that couldn't be handled became poison.

"Do you understand how unreasonable a power Keen Insight is now? There is nothing good about relying on something like that. Someday, you will be a dunce who can't do anything without Keen Insight."

"I don't think that is what you should be saying when you rely on a god's power."

"I'm not dependent on God's Descent. Communicating with God isn't an innate ability, but a discipline that requires effort. It is just like training a talent."

"The same goes for Keen Insight, even if I don't care if I depend on it or not."

served the Overgeared God. They were proud to rely on items. In other words, Mercedes couldn't

back to the point.

limits of a species and it was a rule that it overcame all elements. The

and take the test to become the head of the family as

no need. From today, the

person who isn't the head of the family has no

power. He decided that the current Mercedes could endure it without dying. The divinity that surrounded Exile's body truly became the

eyes became bloodshot. She was overloaded while trying to understand the principle of the starlight. It happened the moment her veins burst and the world she

White meteors formed a procession behind the dark blue-black sword

of blood flowed

'Avoid it!'

in her lower body that moment she judged this and soared to a high place. There was a loud explosion and the spot where she was standing a moment ago was devastated. It was like a thorough bombardment. It was proof that Exile might have only two swords, but he had hundreds or thousands of strike points. The meteors that

a god born

blocking Mercedes' retreat. The more that Exile wielded his swords, the more wounds that opened up on Mercedes' body. The ultra high speed, wide-area swordsmanship that

it was a stigma. Think about it. Pluto is the god of slaughter, and

war. It was always ongoing. Even at this moment, there would be a frog eaten by

absolute. It was equivalent to a God of the Beginning. He would be

only demonstrates his abilities in special situations like war and isn't Pluto's

reason why he couldn't ascend to heaven was because the gods

"Vaintz style swordsmanship."

in reverse as he crossed his arms. Simultaneously, he tilted his upper body.

confident that

'This time, definitely.'

divinity. The power and dignity contained in this beautiful and warm divinity was only a very small part of him. She wasn't qualified to be an apostle if she couldn't even

"The peak. Sonic Rage."

"......!!"

for Exile's charging path and extended her sword. Her posture was terribly strange. Her sword was pushed forward, while her upper body was leaned back. Her judgment clashed

easily split in half, but there wasn't a

"...Ah."

divinity that embodied Exile's 'killing intent.' The Exile that was just cut by Mercedes was a fake made out

wielding his two swords. It was a skill that wouldn't work more than once against an equal master, but it was also one that wouldn't need a chance to use

be exact, it was

skill you will learn

rang out in the gap in time that an ordinary person couldn't perceive. It was a language that was embodied through his intentions rather than words spoken by mouth. It

"What...?"

eyes of Exile, who had stiffened. The blood at the corners of her eyes was dry. It was proof that blood hadn't spilled just now.

sword in the other hand were held

"Sonic Rage."

"...Kuaaack!"

killed destiny wasn't suitable as a concept for protecting something. On the other hand, Grid's

"Cough...! Cough!"

mixed in the dark blood were scattered in vain. It was a sign of disconnection. Pluto disconnected from Exile. It was as if telling him that

"This... monster..."