Overgeared

"Um…"

3:1—the Overgeared World was ahead of Asgard.

Grid's mind was on Piaro. It was because he suddenly found Piaro sighing among the cheering people. Grid was the only one who noticed it. Everyone was praising Piaro as a hero. Piaro was the only one who thought of himself as a loser.

A person who received a declaration that a god would serve (?) him—who would dare to consider him, who qualified as a complete god and was the starting point of this scripture—this epic—a loser? This was why the others didn't know that the faint shadow on Piaro's face was due to guilt.

'It is my fault that Piaro lost.'

The nature of this duel had changed since the very beginning. Which one was superior between Grid's items and Zeratul's passed down martial arts? Just as Kraugel wielded Twilight, the other apostles also needed to wield the power of items. Of course, Grid periodically replaced the items of the apostles.

However, it wasn't at the stage of distributing dragon weapons and armor, so it was too vague to call them divine objects. In particular, Piaro's farming tools were too outdated.

'To be precise, it isn't that they are outdated.'

They were unsuitable for combat. The farming equipment that Piaro wanted were essentially a suitable form for cultivation. From Grid's standards, they were naturally unsuitable for combat. However, if Piaro's farming tools were really unsuitable for battle, then his success until now was impossible. Yes, it was a very small difference. The difference was only revealed when fighting a being who was approaching an Absolute.

Grid felt sorry. 'I should've broken Piaro's stubbornness and made better items, but I neglected him.'

He learned a new fact. It was that caring and respecting his precious people shouldn't undermine his philosophy.

"……"

Even though his wounds hadn't recovered, Grid was about to go down to the ground to comfort Piaro. Then he stopped. He found Piaro's wife approaching Piaro. A heartfelt smile spread across Piaro's face, who had been forcing himself to look bright. It was the happiness of one who had established a family.

Grid realized the joy of regaining what had been lost for a long time and laughed. 'I don't have to worry too much.'

This incident would be a great lesson for Piaro. He would break his stubbornness and develop further.

It happened as Grid was feeling relieved…

"It is insignificant,"the god who stepped on the stage after Melory opened his mouth. The voice that roared through the atmosphere echoed throughout Reinhardt. The voice sank low so it created the illusion of sucking the listener into an abyss. There was a greatly disparate feeling.

"The only thing the gods do when gathering together are wielding swords. What is the difference with humans?"

"……"

Grid belatedly noticed it.

The god on the stage—the skinny god, who was three meters tall, wasn't breathing. The strange waves of language that was spoken without breathing gave a sense of strangeness that he had never felt in his life. It was also different from the language of the undead, which expressed their deep resentment.

'If he is a real god… he can live without breathing.'

The gods Grid had met so far had been breathing normally. In retrospect, even the demons breathed. So why did this god suppress his breathing? There must be some intention behind it.

the importance of breathing, so

you punch as well

happened as Huroi

god stepped forward and dismissed it. He was Aldro, the disciple (?) of Piaro, and the God

tall god

to a high place won't know this, but… I contributed to the creation of heaven and the earth. Even before humans were born on this land, I created the mountains and rivers that flowed to form the ocean. For this, I… I have to compete against

climbed onto the stage. He seemed to be acquainted with the tall god. "Kadlow. You were blinded by lust and

I had to say it, I am the

didn't exist. This was until Kadlow coveted the human body

the benefactor of you humans. I am in

are talking about prestige when you were disqualified from

undermined the order of human beings. During the time when he was in full swing, people regarded Asgard as a target of resentment. This was

chief god will

Kadlow learned martial arts from Zeratul was simple. It was in order to build up force. Why was he the only one who was

realized something. It was because he didn't have superior skills like Hexetia, resourcefulness like Venice, or the strength or wisdom of Dominion and Judar. He

felt the need for transformation.

who reigned and acted unruly because he was strong. No one rebuked him when he was bragging without acknowledging that he was a replacement for Chiyou. It was because he was

was what Kadlow had

Creation,' but it played a pretty big role. No… you were asleep 'at the time' and you wouldn't have witnessed

the Seven Malignant Saints invaded Asgard, except for Zik who was affected by the Curse of Sloth. Dominion's army watched the situation with their arms crossed while the

Malignant Saints who dared to ask the gods for their sins were insignificant. This was until the 1st Evil Jake's 'Providence' caused an unexpected situation. Neither the gods nor angels felt a sense of crisis. At that time, it was Kadlow who blocked the variable of Providence. He produced bad luck with the Pillar of Production, suppressing all the good luck that tried to work to benefit the

It is only when using the power that humans will look up to the gods… sealing

"Get to the point."

was before Huroi

Kadlow replied, "This battle is unilaterally designed to be in your favor and it is unreasonable. Even if you win, it

is the method that Zeratul

for his life. I don't have

"……"

ignore Kadlow's meaning. Was he going to ignore the rules that had been established and use his power? There was

that

from above. It was somewhat lower than the high sky where Grid was floating. Braham floated here with Grid behind him like the sun. "Use the power or whatever you want as

arrogant face had a slight smile,

matter

is the treatment of a god who has lost

spread around him stretched out in such a vast manner that it covered the sky. A huge pillar rose toward the clouds that looked white in the distance. It was

who looked like a little boy, but he changed his mind at this moment. He was overcome with the desire to kill the

He stepped down from

of a

The suppressed breathing was amplified through the Pillar of Production

the swordsmanship I have

fulfill this declaration, Kadlow pulled out a sword from his waist and swung it lightly. The sound of the air being cut was heard in the distance. It was in the

Braham