Overgeared

The battle between the Overgeared World and Asgard—it was natural to consider the odds of the Overgeared World to be low.

Grid and the apostles were illustrious in many ways, but their opponents were the celestial gods. However, they had already won two battles. A disappointing defeat followed, but even that impressed the people. It was because the god who defeated Piaro appreciated Piaro.

Grid's epic that started to be written out of nowhere proved it.

[Overgeared God Grid is writing the 23rd epic.]

[The beginning of the epic comes from the enlightenment of a god who serves the Martial God.]

[The God of Abundance, 'Aldro,' who invaded the surface with the Martial God, said he would regard an apostle of the Overgeared God as a teacher.]

"……"

Aldro, who had grabbed Piaro's hand and raised him up—a faint smile spread on his face as he felt the worship of the humans from their shouts. Then his expression hardened before he knew it. It resembled the expression of a victim who was robbed of a house deed by a scammer.

"Cough…"

Piaro witnessed the change in Aldro's expression right next to him and felt embarrassed. It was because he felt strength entering Aldro's hand that was holding his hand. It didn't matter. People were interpreting the situation at will.

[The declaration of 'Aldro,' who previously served the Martial God, means that the apostle of the Overgeared God is comparable to the Martial God.]

It was like in hell. The large-scale epic created by the humans who witnessed Grid's steps was like a type of scripture. It was a scripture that wasn't written based on Grid's own point of view, but instead the point of view of the believers who served him. The content had to be somewhat (?) distorted and most of the situation was interpreted in Grid's favor. It was still the same now.

Piaro explained to the bewildered and speechless Aldro. "This wasn't distorted by my god…"

"I know." Aldro interrupted at once. "Everything is my responsibility since I am standing in front of human beings."

Unless they were a chief god, most gods couldn't descend freely to the surface. It was because a god could intervene in the world and challenge the hierarchy of a chief god. For Aldro, this trip to the surface was an opportunity he was bound to be greedy for. He was determined to take some risks in order to win the opportunity that didn't come easily.

In the first place, the Overgeared God was an easy opponent. His reputation had spread through Asgard from the very beginning. He felt that he was nourishing Piaro and the Overgeared God in real time, but he decided that this wasn't a big deal. The gains he received were also great.

'I'm glad I didn't end up like Zeratul.'

Aldro's golden eyes swept toward the sky. His beautiful eyes, captured on camera, only projected the blue sky, but Aldro's vision was showing him Grid's state in detail. A certain emotion automatically sprang up. It was an emotion he didn't easily feel when he saw the other gods who had reigned since the moment they were born.

Respect.

Of course,

enough. An

Wahhhh!

succession of events. On the other hand, the gods were calm. Apart from the lowest god who first stepped out, the others didn't show much agitation even when Zeratul retreated. Usually, a true god had

the surface over the past few hundred years and built up followers primarily because he wanted to ease his boredom. Zeratul was born only after Chiyou left Asgard. Fortunately, he was born as a chief god from the beginning and freely enjoyed the right to 'freedom' that had been given to him. Meanwhile, the other gods were

achieve an equal score just once. I think I am the only one who is serious here, so I'll step out." The situation was 2:1. One god felt the need to continue winning and stepped forward.

soldiers under the stage, talked nonsense out of the blue. Apart from the knowledge stat that had recently became named and was rising, he was still pure.

managed to stop

you smiling

She had a beauty that didn't fade even in front of the

The presence of a

than that, it was the

the pink divinity scattering from Melory and the orange

smile like me. Isn't it

I have

you were an old

"…An old virgin…"

a child. She was in her 20s when she first had Grid in her heart, but she didn't realize the fruits of love until she was in her 30s. Of course, her natural beauty had been tempered with swordsmanship and martial arts. She looked in her early 20s to anyone and would remain young forever. It

Yes, she knew it.

thing

and created a chill. The transparent eyes, which were hard to see

new apostle because

to hope for

heard Melory's faint words. The clothes of the goddess were just a piece of thin cloth that fluttered. It was a piece of cloth that barely covered her pure white body. It meant she could capture everyone's eyes and minds with

hardened even more. It was because her mind had always been directed to

light step taken by Melory

between others, but in most cases, she was in a position to receive the love of others.It was even from other gods. She

the need for strength to protect herself and it was none other than Zeratul who gave it to her. It was because Zeratul,

God who believed himself to be real as a belated created subject—many gods gossiped and laughed at Zeratul behind his back, but Melory was genuinely grateful to him. This was even though Zeratul might've taught her the martial arts to show off, not for Melory's sake. It was true that

very fast. The dual swords were appropriately utilized to cut,

"……"

Melory's expression wasn't like a god. Rather, it was a fierce look with gritted teeth.

honed

this moment, her question was resolved in a small way. At the very least, she was convinced that the life