Chapter 1875
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Chapter 1875
âIt is a situation where balance is important.â
The war between the gods of Asgard and ChiyouâGrid didnât want either side to win. He hoped that the fierce battle would continue until both sides were pushed to the limit. Of course, the longer the war lasted, the greater the damage to the city. Still, it was manageable. It was thanks to the gathering of the gods belonging to the Overgeared World.
Based on the information power of the No Offspring Tomb, they had looked for and appeased the human gods scattered across the continent. They each had extraordinary abilities. There was Garion, the God of the Earth, at the helm. This meant it was possible to minimize the amount of damage to the city.
âAll the people have already fled.â
Mass teleportation was utilized. The message that Sticks and the magicians of the Overgeared Tower had been active had arrived right away. In fact, there was no big problem even if they didnât flee. It was because both Chiyou and the gods of Asgard were taking care not to injure humans.
âThis is probably the biggest reason why the Tower of Wisdom didnât respond.â
The Tower of Wisdom also belonged to the Overgeared World. The tower members took Reinhardtâs safety very seriously. However, no one came forward. They seemed to have decided that they werenât in a position to step up, and Grid respected their judgment.
âThere is a risk that the intervention of the tower members will change the structure.â
At best, it was a situation where Grid created a confrontation between Chiyou and Asgard. He should take advantage of it.
âFirst... we need to whittle away as much power on Asgardâs side as possible before Metatron joins again.â
By the way, Chiyouâs feet were actually being tied up. Asura was so outstanding. First of all, his ability itself felt comparable to Chiyou. It was because there were often times when he chased Chiyouâs movements and attacked first before the bells rang.
Jingle jingle jingle jingle...
The sound of bells rang non-stop. As the number of collisions between Chiyou and Asura overlapped, it became more and more noisy.
âAt least I know what is going on thanks to that bastardâs bells...â
Peak Sword stared blankly with a wide mouth for a while before muttering.
Chiyou and Asuraâs fightâin his eyes, all he could see was a flash of light from time to time on the âbattlefield where there was nothing.â Even with the status of a transcendent, he couldnât keep up with the movements of the two gods at all. If the bells hadnât been heard, he wouldâve been swept away by the intermittent shockwaves without knowing why.
âIt is strange.â
Gridâs expression was strange. He followed Chiyou and Asuraâs movements exactly and even read their facial expressions. Therefore, it was possible for him to find something strange.
Chiyouâs expression was dark. There had been a faint smile on his face when he fought Dominion, but now he didnât seem to be happy at all. No, he seemed displeased. Every time he exchanged blows with Asura, he frowned as if he was brushing off something dirty.
It was strange. Chiyou inherently respected and cherished the strong. The stronger a being was, the more likely they were to âkill him.â In other words, for Chiyou, being strong was a necessary tool to fulfill his wish. Yet now he was showing disgust toward Asura, who was competing with him.
â...Is he reluctant because he thinks he is really going to die?â .com
It was the same with Baal. The one who longed for death because he couldnât achieve it. As death approached, he struggled to avoid it at all cost.
Chiyou resembled such an ugly guy...? It happened the moment when Grid was feeling disappointed...
âIt mustâve been Judar who took you to heaven.â
Chiyou pushed Asuraâs fist away with the back of his sword and opened his mouth. A sharp blade touched Asuraâs chest. The trajectory of the fist twisted and his chest was naturally exposed.
âDoes he still not realize it? Due to his own greed, he left the Old Dragons and ended up reaching this point.â
The gushing blood was black. It was too dark even considering the fact that he had his back to the sunset. Despite becoming a god of Asgard, Asuraâs blood still had an ominous color.
â...Kukuk.â Asura laughed. Rather, he used his terribly damaged body as a weapon He snatched Chiyouâs ankles with both hands that were drooping to the ground due to his chest being split in half.
âThere is no need to try. Even if you learn my martial arts, you will only end up losing them to Judar.â
âWho knows? You donât know that, do you?â
Asura gritted his teeth. He snatched Chiyouâs ankle at a strange angle and swung it with all his might.
Gridâs eyes widened. It was because Chiyou lost his balance for the first time. Of course, it was at the level of being fine. He just stumbled a little bit. No, the word âstumbleâ was a bit vague.
Chiyou took one step sideways. That was all. However, it was Asura who induced that one step.
A rib sticking out of Asuraâs split-apart chest stabbed Chiyouâs thigh. It came at a high price. Chiyouâs sword was piercing Asuraâs face. However, Asura was persistent. He clung to the rib inserted in Chiyouâs thigh and stuck to him. With one hand, he held onto Chiyouâs sword that was embedded in his skull.
âFirst of all, your legs.â
Then a strange thing happened.
Bubble bubble!
Asuraâs wounds boiled up like blisters. It was a disgusting sight to the point where it made people with weak stomachs look away.
Grid didnât avert his gaze. He witnessed Asuraâs wounds healing in an instant. There was even the fact that Asuraâs two legs had changed. It was like carving an ideal body. They closely resembled Chiyouâs legs, which stretched out long enough to make people have this thought.
Chiyou staggered. This time, he really lost his balance and almost collapsed. His legs had also changed their shape. They felt a bit thicker. They were chubby.
Asura pulled out Chiyouâs sword stuck in his head and broke it. Then he laughed as he stomped his feet a few times. âIt feels a lot lighter.â
â...Was it really taken away?â Grid murmured. He was dubious even though he had witnessed the situation with his own eyes. In the first place, it happened in a flash. For a moment, he had reason to suspect if he had seen it incorrectly.
âJudar... why are you doing this...?â Unfortunately, he didnât see it incorrectly. Dominionâs reaction of frowning and gritting his teeth proved it.
Grid asked bluntly, âIs Asuraâs ability given by Judar?â
â...Probably.â Dominion was about to turn away because he didnât want to answer. Then he changed his mind and nodded halfway through. âYou might know from experiencing it in person in hell, but Asuraâs body has a strange variability. It mustâve been of great interest from Judarâs perspective. It wouldnât be strange if he used the excuse of research to play strange tricks.â
âI donât think he is in his right mind? Why does he believe in Asura and want to make him the Martial God? It is hard to believe that Asgard, which couldnât even control Chiyou, can control an Evil God who has become the Martial God.â
âChiyou is a god born from the desires of countless beings. He didnât belong to Asgard from the beginning, so they couldnât control it. On the other hand, Asura is in the grasp of Judar.â
âCan Judar control him?â
âIt is just Judarâs thoughts.â
â......â
It didnât matter whether Asgard could control Asura or not. It wasnât really an important issue. Grid wouldnât stand by and watch as Asura took away and replaced Chiyouâs body. Grid held Defying the Natural Order, which Zeratul had returned to him, while Dominion stood beside him. He wasnât trying to disrupt Grid. The reason he explained the truth was to create a cause to cooperate with Grid.
There was no dialogue. The two gods leaped at the same time and entered Asuraâs vicinity without knowing who arrived first. A sword and spear stabbed from different directions.
âWhat is the situation here?â
Asura folded the leg that originally belonged to Chiyou and snatched Dominionâs spear while looking like he didnât understand the situation. The spear blade changed trajectory and bounced off Gridâs Defying the Natural Order.
âDominion. Arenât âweâ fighting for the Goddess? Donât you know that we shouldnât be fighting among ourselves?â
âCoveting Chiyouâs power isnât for the Goddessâ sake.â
âJudarâs thoughts are different.â
âHe mustâve been too greedy.â
Asuraâs body floated in the air. It was the aftermath of Dominion lifting the spear. Gridâs next action followed.
[All stats will be distributed to strength.]
The six fusion sword dance was linked in a gorgeous manner. All types of trajectories drawn by Defying the Natural Order caused the illusion of lotus flowers blooming.
âUm.â Asura was about to implement the footwork skills he had acquired while fighting Chiyou with the two legs he had stolen from Chiyou. Then he changed his mind. He stepped back as hard as he could to avoid Gridâs charge. âI donât feel like Iâm good enough right now. Can you give me a bit more time?â
â...I will.â
âHuh? Then I should thank you...â
Asura was rather flustered by Gridâs easy nod. Then he tilted his upper body in a surprised manner. He responded immediately, but somehow, it was too late.
His jaw was split in half. Chiyou was standing in front of the puzzled Asura. One leg was raised. Asuraâs flesh, which had just been torn off, was hanging from Chiyouâs toe. This was even though parts of his body were forcibly replaced by Asura. Chiyouâs martial ability was still intact.
âIt is better to have changed it.â
In the first place, Asuraâs body was perfect. This was because it was calibrated and reconstructed in real time while fighting Gridâs group in hell.
Even Asura realized it. âGive it back.â
âCrazy bastard.â
It was just changed and now he wanted to get it back? Grid clicked his tongue and slipped back.
He created an environment for Chiyou and Asura to focus on fighting again. The balance that had almost collapsed was corrected again.
Zeratul approached him and asked, âWhat are you going to do?â
âWhat can I do? I have to kill them with my own hands.â
âWhat does that... Asura and Dominion were different from others. It is impossible for you to kill them in one blow just by attacking through the gaps.â
âOf course, it will be difficult for me alone. But I'm not alone right now.â
âYou...â
Do you trust me to cooperate?
Zeratulâs expression became subtle. He didnât want to admit it, but he was thrilled to realize that he was trusted by Grid.
A being who made even the arrogant gods of Asgard thrilledâthat was Gridâs current position. It was the majesty of the Absolute who killed Baal and purified hell.
Gridâs explanation followed, âMy apostles... in particular, Braham and Mercedes. They will cooperate even without me saying anything. Their personalities arenât that different from mine.â
â......?â
Was he believing in the apostles, not me?
It happened at the time when Zeratulâs expression crumpled in disappointment...
-...Grid.
Someoneâs thoughts flowed into Gridâs head.
âThis...?â
-Grid!
It is Bunhelier.
âHe is more loyal than I expected.â
He was watching. Yes, he had a colleague who was an Old Dragon... Grid smiled in a reassured manner when Bunhelier urged him.
-What are you doing? Hurry up and send the tower members here.
â......?â
-Nevartan is going crazy...! Iâm in danger!
â......â
Why was a dragon talking nonsense? Grid decided to ignore it and focused on the situation in front of him. There was a belief that if Bunhelierâs words were true, the tower members would take care of it and respond well.
Chiyou gradually started to overwhelm Asura. Dominion and the other gods stood by and watched the situation. Indeed, many beings were guarding the scene, but Asura was isolated.
âGood. Look for an opportunity like this and defeat Asura.â
Grid had one more thing to believe in. It was the restrictions of the Overgeared World. It was enough to impose the restrictions when Asura was weakened. This would weaken Asura even more and Grid could kill him without any variables.
âThen when Chiyou and Dominion start fighting again, should I deal with them both at once...?â
Gridâs thoughts stopped here. It was because he suddenly realized something.
Chiyouâs movements. They were different from before. It wasnât that he was tired and dull. Rather, he was much faster and sharper. It felt like he was becoming stronger in real time.
Zeratul also seemed to understand. He muttered with an expression of incredible frustration, âShould it be around this level...? It is like that guy, Grid...â
It was to the point where he confided his honest feelings to his rival (?).
Zeratul was in a state of great shock. For the first time, he realized how much weight the name âMartial Godâ carried and felt ashamed.
Grid comforted him, âFrom my perspective, you are like us.â
He wasnât saying nice things because he liked Zeratul. It was given simply before he felt the need to conserve power. Zeratul would be a great boost in power.
â...That is natural. I am the one who is the true Martial God.â
âYes... it is better than being discouraged.â
Grid decided to think positively. It was a twisted situation in many ways. There were too many variables. At times like this, he needed more allies. Gridâs strategy was indeed impressive.
âSo what is the situation?â
As alwaysâ
Kraugel came out of the tower later than anyone else and rushed to the scene. The Tower That Grows Stronger As One Climbs It was an instance dungeon. He was half cut off from the outside world, so he needed an explanation of the situation.
Vantner eagerly explained it, âUm... Chiyou attacked Grid. Then Zeratul and the gods of Asgard came down to help. Grid took the opportunity to kill some gods of Asgard. Soon, Chiyou started to struggle with Asura. So Grid and Dominion worked together to help Chiyou...â
â......â
Kraugel suddenly remembered the past version of his mother.
He became worried about Vantnerâs health.