Overgeared

"The Only One God shall descend with the gods who serve him!"

"Comrades who were deceived by the mere human being, the Overgeared God! Open your eyes and reform after seeing the source and peak of martial ability!"

"Martial God Zeratul will lead you back to the right path!"

The followers of the Martial God were one of the monsters that represented Satisfy. They were usually treated as dirty filth and avoided. It was because the fanatics lost their sense of reason after being deceived by the secret techniques of the Martial God. They were very violent and didn't know pain and fear.

They relied more on instincts than monsters, and it was unbelievable that their species was classified as human. They also became exponentially stronger depending on the number of secret techniques acquired. The items they dropped were valuable compared to boss monsters, but it was still best to avoid them as much as possible.

There was a long procession of such disgusting people. The group started with dozens of people from all over the continent, but grew to tens of thousands at some point. Their existence itself was a threat. It was a moving disaster. It was because the absolute instinct that governed the followers of the Martial God was conquest. Regardless of whether the target was a beast, a human being, or a monster, they tended to fight whenever they made eye contact with someone.

Who could comfortably watch such people gathering in swarms? People were confused and busy fleeing. Those who knew about the physical abilities of the followers sensed death from the time they witnessed the procession. Yet surprisingly, there was no slaughter.

In a rare situation, the followers suppressed their instincts. No, there was a stronger feeling of being manipulated by someone.

They weren't in good shape, unlike the followers of the Martial God who had been seen so far. The existing followers had superior physical conditions to the point where there was the idea that they were 'chosen humans.' Meanwhile, the physical conditions of the followers in the procession were ordinary or inferior.

It was proof that it was rushed. He originally appeared in front of chosen humans and deceived them, but this time, he targeted and deceived an unspecified majority. It was purely for propaganda.

Zeratul took tens of thousands of lives away to advertise his temple. As proven in the Great Human and Demon War, the celestial gods weren't really acting for the sake of humans. The persistent claims of the Overgeared God Church were proven true every time.

"Father!"

The followers who repeated the same cries with dilated pupils.

"Mother…!"

Among them, some family members shouted with the veins bulging on their necks until they coughed up blood.

"Renold!"

"Alan!"

Lovers and friends—they desperately shouted the names of their precious people who changed overnight, but couldn't reach them. Their cries echoed hollowly.

"Without martial ability, humanity won't be able to protect itself!"

"The Overgeared God forgot the grace of the Only One God and will be severely punished!"

to save you! The Only One

the Martial God

"Worship Martial God Zeratul!"

grown to be the largest city on the surface and could accommodate many people. For Zeratul, who aimed to harm Grid in front of as many witnesses as possible, there was no battlefield more suitable for fighting

"Those bugs…"

gateways to Reinhardt and was a place called the 'Wailing Wall' due to its notorious reputation. Lord Ashur trembled when he saw the procession of

be opened right now into a lump of charcoal. However, he endured it.

distant place that even someone with Marquis Ashur's status didn't dare to disobey. It was a command

gritted teeth and stared at the procession of followers like he would eat

existence of Zeratul gave rise to the concept of martial arts which allowed humanity to survive so far, but it was nonsense. Anyone

born thanks to the concept of martial arts created by humanity, who struggled to survive. However, he didn't bother to express his thoughts. None of the followers of the Martial God were sane. He could talk to them for a hundred days and they wouldn't

better off

who gave birth to these

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illuminating the procession

God with your followers. The

he identify his peer any

Lauel could only smile.

It was thought he would launch a quest to threaten the Overgeared Empire and Overgeared God Church, but now he was rooting for Zeratul. It was

anger that Hanul harbored toward Grid before entering the

really harbored resentment

those he faced, except for the Evil Dragon,

when sitting face to face with the Gourmet Dragon, he couldn't understand the Gourmet Dragon's thoughts. He had felt an infinite amount of fear. What about recklessly cutting a God of the Beginning? It was terribly dangerous. It wasn't known what

think about them as His

was only at the level of giving

to change if they were defeated in this holy war. The maniacs who were holding their breath would run wild and public sentiment would be shaken. They would be competing in front of everyone,

unacceptable. The players' practice of 'it is okay to lose' and 'it is enough to try again if i

"It should be… okay…?"

Grid. Therefore, he believed in the

full-fledged move. How much confidence did Zeratul have in his skills? He might

an expression that doesn't suit

as Ke ong swore at the followers who said they would

Your Majesty

office. Lauel hurriedly readjusted his appearance and tried to guide her to the table, but

take up your time, Prime Minister. Here, take this. It

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