I am the blessing of the growth god Ver. 1, so-called Bacchus, I picked up one and drank it down.
Then Godmaker responded.
Tring!
– The assimilation rate with Godmaker is slightly increased.
-45% → 46%.
– The Sole God’s unique power has been slightly strengthened as the assimilation rate has increased.
This is the 2,000th bottle, but a mere 1% increase is really too much growth.
It was fortunate that after the assimilation rate exceeded 40%, I stopped feeling full no matter how much I ate, but isn’t it too inefficient?
However, obsessed with the need to become even a little stronger, she cries and eats mustard again, another growth god’s blessing Ver. 2 I picked up aka protein and put it in my mouth.
“How is it going?”
Then, I approached the two sisters who were struggling with each other for a long time.
It was the Mina Miri sister.
Seong Mi-na was holding Mi-ri’s head in her arms from behind.
On the surface, it seemed like an expression of affection, but in fact, it was all meaningful.
Tsutsutsu!
Fearing that she would become a victim of the now irritable Narak Dragon, she was deliberately trying to free the seal that had suppressed Miri-san’s abilities.
“Ouch!”
Seong Mi-na suddenly groaned and removed her hand from Mi-ri’s head.
She broke out in an angry cold sweat and gasped for breath.
“haha!”
“Oh sister! are you okay?”
“huh… … are you okay.”
But Seong Mi-na’s voice was powerless.
It seemed that it was not easy for her to break the seal, even if it was her own, as her memories were still incomplete.
“Take it slow without overdoing it. Sister can do it. Go for it!”
I clenched my fists and cheered. Then Seong Mi-na turned her head with a sulking face and murmured.
“… … mina.”
“yes?”
“Not sister! Call me Mina!”
After all, she was still like a child.
“Haha Mina-san. Would you like some candy?”
A smile returned to Mina’s face only after rummaging through her pocket and handing out a handful of candy.
Whew.
Only when her memories return and her abilities are restored will she be able to completely unseal Mr. Miri.
[Quest: Promoting to a lower level god (in progress)]
S-class or higher intelligent creatures with the possibility of transcendence: 6(+2)/10
Currently, the number of S-class followers I need to be promoted to a lower level god is only two.
If the Sword Demon and Miri become S-class, the numbers match.
‘Is it too much to fit in on time?’
But you cannot underestimate their efforts.
Not only them, but also Ilho, who was climbing the Tower of the Godmaker’s Anti and Gayami tribe warriors, was trying with all his might to become stronger.
right for me
My name is a god, but I can’t stay still either.
“Then let’s start over.”
I warmed up and took out the prepared pillow.
Chuck!
Wear sleep socks over your eye patch.
Then I wrapped myself in a soft down duvet I bought with a lot of money and lay down.
Cool.
Before long, the world of dreams greeted me.
***
-Keeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
– Kyaaaaaa!
– ‘The Silent Crawling Nightmare’ glares at you when you return and hysterically screams that if it can’t have you, it will eat you!
“ha.”
I let out a deep sigh as I watched the man-eating flowers howling with their mouths wide open.
So, is that stalker-obsessed nightmare the number one hitter today?
Feeling threatened for my life and chastity, I hurriedly shouted into the air.
“Did you finish repairing your sword body, Mr. Heavenly Sword?”
-It is said that the ‘celestial sword that can cut everything’ is still here. The blade of the Sword God’s sword is completely smashed, so it needs more time.
“Then could you lend me something?”
-It is said that you have to pay 1 million Gcoins to rent a sword to use in the [Dream Temple], the realm of nightmares, for the ‘Heavenly Sword that Slashes Everything’.
I cried.
“what! Why is it twice as high as before!”
-If you don’t like the ‘Heavenly Sword that cuts everything’, you have the guts to say no.
Anyway, like this evil merchant.
I sighed and paid 1 million GOT Coins.
Isn’t that man deliberately delaying the repair of the sword?
Great! Blasphemy!
Soon the air split and a wooden sword was summoned in front of me.
“what? A wooden sword this time? Because this nobleman wants to see you, he sees you as a hogu!”
– ‘Heavenly Sword that can cut everything’ is different from what it looks like, so it’s a good sword, so don’t be fooled and use it.
“Kuk!”
If this is the case, try writing it!
Poof!
-Kurrure!
-Kieek!
Snatching the wooden sword, I glared at the man-eating flowers that were flocking towards me.
I must be strong to defend my followers.
In order to do that, this dream where I can meet my stalkers is the fastest way for me to become stronger.
“Activation of the pole of the sword.”
The ultimate meaning of the sword is a unique power that brings out the potential of the sword to its maximum.
My eyes unconsciously appraised the wooden sword.
[Old and old wooden sword]
A wooden sword made from plum trees. It has been in use for 850 years.
Special Note: A training sword used by the founder of the Volcano Sect and Jeonjinchilja Abaktong.
Whoops.
The wooden sword in my hand cried sadly, and the strong scent of plum blossoms began to spread in all directions.
The sword skill of the legendary Volcano faction, which is comparable to the Murim Taedu shaman faction that often appears in martial arts, has now been reproduced in my hand.
***
Tring!
-The time when the main body of the Imperial Army led by Arachne, the imperial goddess, and the apostles reach Gaya America: 0 hours 0 minutes 0 seconds.
And time passes.
Tring!
-From now on, the holy war that stakes the fate of the ‘monotheism’ begins.
Finally, the day of the decisive battle came.
The Holy War of Destiny begins!
– ‘Endless abundance’ admires your amazing growth and smiles like the sun.
-‘The heavenly sword that cuts everything’ giggles like a miser while looking at your GOT Coins piled up in the safe.
– ‘The Seeker of Eternity’ is pleased that he has finally gained a bit of muscle befitting a human, not a god.
-‘The Silent Crawling Nightmare’ blushes red and lets out a strange groan, begging you to cut yourself a little more wildly next time.
Everyone was satisfied.
Except for me.
“Shiba, I will never come here again.”
When I think of those hellish moments with those stalkers, my teeth tremble.
I was able to train here for more than three months because time here flows more slowly than in reality.
I bit the growth god’s protective cover with my teeth and swallowed the liquid inside.
gulp!
Tring!
– Godmaker’s assimilation rate is slightly increased.
-49% → 50%.
– The Sole God’s unique power has been slightly strengthened as the assimilation rate has increased.
– As the assimilation rate reaches 50%, the battle field evolves.
And finally raised the assimilation rate to 50%.
Now, all I can do is prepare.
“Come on, you fucking worms.”
Tring!
-The time when the main body of the Imperial Army led by Arachne, the imperial goddess, and the apostles reach Gaya America: 0 hours 0 minutes 0 seconds.
-From now on, the holy war that stakes the fate of the ‘monotheism’ begins.
***
‘My lovely poisoned sword, Nava, the time has finally come to relieve your bitterness.’
The goddess Arachne glared at Gaya America with burning eyes.
Not one, but hundreds of huge walls built layer upon layer like the bark of a palm tree. It was truly an impregnable fortress itself.
yes it would have been
If it wasn’t for the great imperial army.
Kararak!
Kudo deuk!
A thunderous roar rang out with the force to shake the heavens and the earth.
But it was only the sounds of the Imperials sharpening their antennae and bristling their teeth.
The overwhelming number of 100 billion defies all laws of war.
Even the walls of Gayami, which look like an iron fortress, look precarious like a small paper boat floating in the sea compared to the majesty of the imperial army that surrounds the place without leaking water.
Besides, is that all?
-Kreur!
– Kieh!
-Kyakyakyakyak!
Behind the imperial army were the apostles, the incarnations of the great gods.
The Seven Headed Dragons in mythology, the strongest beast, and the flame chariot of the sun god with red flames all over the body.
Of course, the word ‘defeat’ was not in Arachne’s head.
How can I bring even a little more despair and pain to those savages and the evil spirits they serve?
Only revenge and hatred.
Arachne, dressed in a white robe like a shroud, shouted as if vomiting blood at the imperial army of 100 billion in the command tower built high like the Tower of Babel.
“Finally, the day of the decisive battle has come! ruler! Who will show the might of the Empire to those arrogant barbarians!”
The imperial army let out a shout.
“Goddess! Our blind unit will stand in the vanguard! Chop them down with our stone-shattering jaws and teeth!”
“no! Our formic acid unit! I will melt the savage and the evil god at once!”
“ha ha ha! A wall like that would be useless if you dug a tunnel! A chance to build a major for our Earth Dog unit!”
Arachne was satisfied with the appearance of the imperial army, which were all dignified and strong.
After thinking for a while, Arachne hardened her mind.
“Otakgong Baelzebub! I will entrust the vanguard to your filth fly unit!”
“You are wise as well, priestess.”
Among the 10 strongest ten swords that the empire boasts, the fifth sword is Baalzebul.
Shasak shashak.
Baelzebub rubbed his arms incessantly, his compound eyes glowing sullenly.
“I will never disappoint the priestess!”
Boooooong!
buzz buzz!
Led by Baelzebub wearing a crown on his head, the filth fly troops under his command took off in unison.
Even the countless walls of Gaya America were not a hindrance to the winged filth flies.
“Cluck is insignificant. You lower creatures that crawl on the ground.”
Looking down at the people of Gaya America who were looking up at him with a terrified expression, Baelzebub shouted.
“Come, brothers.”
Tsutsutsu!
Then, around Baalzebub, the troops gathered and took the form of a huge fly wearing a crown.
Wheein!
“Kyaaaagh! A monster fly!”
The people of Gaya-Americans were terrified at the appearance of a giant fly covering the sky like a dark cloud.
The giant fly, Baelzebub, prayed while rubbing his front paws.
-I, the ugly ‘god of filth and pestilence’ worshiped by Baalzebub, put your ugly curse on the ground and on those lower creatures that creep.
Kwaooo!
Then the evil spirit answered the prayer, and a terrible stench rose from Baalzebub’s body.
His pupils, which were made up of thousands of flies, shone sullenly.
I was already excited at the thought of seeing the gruesome deaths of low creatures that would rot and die like living corpses by the power of the ‘god of filth and pestilence’.
-Keep dying! You lower creatures!
Kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa!
When Baelzebub opened his mouth wide and tried to vomit filth containing the power of evil spirits.
Great! Blasphemy!
Cracks appeared in the sky and began to split apart.
Beelzebub looked at the sudden strange phenomenon, bewildered.
– What is it?
Tring!
