Overgeared

It was during the Great Human and Demon War.

Braham regained his lost power and realized an unchanging truth. It was that the body of a direct descendant was stronger than imagined. He could feel it even more because he had experienced human life for the past hundreds of years. It was like a real god from the concepts, not a creature. He wondered if it would be the second best after Baal, whose life was infinite as long as 'fear' didn't disappear from the hearts of humans.

Braham was confident that he could recover even if his body was broken down into particles beyond the level of being shattered. Of course, this was under the premise that he had a mental strength strong enough to maintain his 'will' to live even in the face of immense suffering. The direct descendants who were hunted by Grid didn't have that type of mentality.

Yet for Braham, patience wasn't a particularly difficult task. He was abandoned by his mother, whom he admired and loved the most, and he lost everything. He fell into the abyss before climbing to a higher peak than before. It was just a matter of enduring the pain… it wasn't light, but it was bearable. This was how he started doing crazy things like creating a black hole through his body.

"Kuuack… Kuaaack…"

Kadlow had completely lost his mind. He half-rolled his eyes and drooled. There were no traces left of the dignity of a god, who existed without breathing. Was it the shock of being deprived of divinity? No. It was just the start. A little while ago, Kadlow's time had increased to infinity. The more that his divinity was sucked into the small black hole, the longer his time seemed to stretch out like a noodle. Then suddenly, it was sucked in very quickly.

His life, which remained as a trace of divinity, took away the present moment from him as his memories were fast-forwarded to eternity. It was an eternal pain. It would turn any god into an idiot. Fortunately, Kadlow had a history of being a chief god, so he endured the eternity, but the aftermath was strong.

The 'pain that I don't want to go through again' was engraved in his mind.

It meant that he had learned fear. A god became afraid of Braham, the apostle of the Overgeared God.

"The Specter of the No Offspring Tomb… it must be as vicious as you…"

Kadlow recalled the fact that a few gods were afraid of the Specter of the No Offspring Tomb. At this moment, he empathized with them and muttered in a trembling voice. It was without daring to make eye contact with Braham. He kept his eyes lowered.

"A pillar." Braham didn't care about Kadlow. He realized that it wasn't easy to mix the divinity he had taken from Kadlow with magic power and devised other ways to use it.

The moment he mentioned the pillar, Kadlow was shocked before soon calming down.

The Pillar of Production—it was his own power. It operated on the basis of divinity, but it was an innate power from the moment he was born. Even Kadlow didn't know the principles behind creating the pillar and he took it for granted when using it. It was just as humans naturally learned how to breathe. Just because Braham took away Kadlow's divinity didn't mean he could handle the pillar of production.

'You can try hard for hundreds or thousands of years.'

You will never get a pillar…

Kadlow, who was crushed by the humiliation of losing, smiled slightly. He was convinced that the Pillar of Production that fascinated Braham would be the curse that imprisoned him forever.

At this moment…

"It is roughly like this."

Beyond the distant clouds, a pillar that was still small and weak rose. It was a pillar that had little effect. It was no different from a mere pointed, stone mountain. The problem was that it was created.

[The apostle of the Overgeared God, 'Braham,' has violated a god's rights.]

[The possibility of a status beyond a 'Myth Usurper' has arisen.]

of 'Kadlow,' who was a chief god of Asgard and is in some of the

of the Overgeared God, 'Braham,'

with the gods and violated the rights of the

name of

God,"Grid muttered while feeling thrilled by the

the God of

world message ignored Grid's comment. It was the birth of a new god. It was even a god with two nicknames. 'Wisdom' was Judar's nickname. The new god was born

was shocked again. It wasn't enough that he lost the dignity of a god. His mouth dropped

face as the corners of his

apostle of the Overgeared

he still called himself the

"Waaahhhhhhhh!"

a time when people were enthusiastic about the Braham-like finish that suited the expression 'I alone am the best' better than

even though it was difficult. It was none other

"……?"

were in an uproar. Braham stood still for a moment and stared at Lauel, who was standing below the stage. Then he took a deep breath

and Zeratul's martial arts. From the moment Kadlow used his power, to be precise, from the

"……"

Wisdom… no, he was the God of Wisdom. He understood Lauel's

place? Why did they have to abide by

questions weren't even worth

Zeratul, then Zeratul would be defeated without any excuses. Considering the penalty he would suffer and the advantage that Grid would gain at that

"Booo! Booooo!"

boos poured in from all sides. There were also many people who made

was used to being sworn at. In the process of raising the Overgeared Guild into an empire, he had purged tens of thousands of people. Lauel was so ruthless that he had a history of burying alive soldiers of

directed at him due to such a thing? Lauel wasn't such a shameless person. He humbly accepted any accusations. It was still the

people and nodded. He, the person involved, respected Lauel's will, so

there was still a lot of regret for those cheering for the Overgeared World. They missed the opportunity to win 4:1. The 3:1 situation was back. There was room for

of the audience naturally believed in the apostles of the Overgeared God and hoped to win, but they recognized that it wasn't easy. The strongest card called Braham

right side of the boy

the turn for the protagonist team to lose, right? So I'll

at all. However, she was the secret weapon of the Overgeared Guild. Everyone knew it was a secret, but the

"Eupheminaaaa!"

with a

me that I

she had many fans. The screams of Euphemina's name spread endlessly. The addition of the words 'please win' was

out

I supposed to

of Good and Evil and being greatly enlightened to her potential clearly transcended the normal categories. Yet she was