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Mino drew his longsword with great satisfaction and stood tall and proud in the arena: "Now it is my turn to unleash the power of a hero for you!"
Mino knew very well that only a month had passed, and the hero's body had not yet received the goddess's blessing, and might not even have obtained a title yet. This was probably why the sacred artifact had not been chosen.
However, to possess such impressive power before even reaching full herohood... humanity has truly unearthed a very promising gem!
Thinking of this, Mino felt a pang of emotion. His worries about the human camp after being kidnapped by the demons vanished without a trace... With Chief Lak, Saintess Lena, and his reliable best friend Ota, how could anything go wrong on the human side! He had been worrying too much!
"However, your strength is not yet sufficient... Leave the rest to me!"
Mino's eyes gleamed with intense fighting spirit. With this body as a foundation, coupled with the Hero's Descent Technique, he was able to unleash true hero-level combat power! He would slay all the demons who dared to wreak havoc in the capital with his sword!
"It's been so long since I've felt the longsword in my hand!" Mino channeled his pure holy power, strode out of the confinement room, and his sharp eyes immediately targeted the direction of the surging demonic energy!
The next moment, he caught his breath. Outside the palace, which was shrouded in a protective magic circle, two giants the size of small mountains came into view.
Mino's eyes widened suddenly:
"Holy crap! Gundams fighting each other!!!"
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"I'm curious, what other tricks do you have up your sleeve to deal with me?"
The power of the sacred artifact flowed continuously into his body. Brad closed his eyes, lost in ecstasy, and felt his life level constantly rising.
The opponent's previous strategy of trying to wear down his body was a joke. Although in order to maintain the operation of the God of All Weapons, he only used the essence of the "decaying artifact" to form a layer of osmotic pressure inside and outside his body, bringing all the artifact source outside the decay line of the sacred artifact into his body... But this nourishment to his body was enough to maintain his tireless fighting spirit.
"Now, I am the most perfect ultimate being! No one can pose a threat to me! Not even a goddess! Not even that!!!" Brad laughed wildly.
The ruins of the civilian district outside, the faint lamentations of countless sacred artifacts within the God of All Weapons, and the helpless predicament of the demons before him... all felt like a divine feast for him! It filled him with boundless satisfaction!
"Perfect...?" The giant, composed of the severed limbs of books, stood in the arena. Swell assumed Brad was referring to the God of All Weapons, and let out a long, meaningful laugh:
"It's nothing more than a man-made creation, Your Holiness. Now, I'll present you with a great gift."
A dense magical energy emanated from it, and the Giant of Books disintegrated into countless flying books, which mingled with the rest. Svir, carrying countless books, charged towards the God of All Things like a swarm of locusts.
Books imbued with magic struck the surface of the God of All Weapons, but were reduced to ashes by the steam and power emanating from the mechanical giant's body!
“Weak power! Insignificant power! This is utterly incapable of shaking the God of All Weapons!” Brad’s voice was arrogant and indifferent.
The solidified power of the giant book couldn't gain any advantage against him before, so these scattered attacks are even more laughable:
"You think you can strike the body of the God of All Weapons with your tiny body? I can adjust every defense on my body, instantly concentrating the God of All Weapons' weapon power into a single point! Your sneak attack is a joke!"
The next moment, an immense and terrifying force locked onto a space—amidst countless chaotic books, Brad pinpointed the location of Swell's true form with unparalleled precision!
"Such precise perception." The book on Swell was glowing, but he didn't expect Brad to target it so quickly... It was as if he was fighting against a sophisticated machine, but fortunately, it was a step ahead.
The accumulated "knowledge" transformed into a sharp arrow, shooting straight at a crucial joint of the god of all things!
"Useless." Brad sneered. After locking onto Swell's location in advance, he was able to mobilize all his strength to protect the target of the attack.
However, the arrow pierced through the layers of power and entered the body directly, as if it were air!
"What?" Brad was surprised, quickly realizing that the opponent's attack did not contain any energy—
It was merely a piece of "knowledge"! Knowledge forcibly injected into the body!
Why would the other party do this? A strange unease rose in Brad's heart, but he quickly suppressed it and snorted coldly: He is the most perfect god, and gods have nothing to fear!
The God of All Weapons resonated with a terrifying buzzing sound—as if in sync, Brad's heart suddenly clenched with a sharp pain! It felt as if a blood vessel connected to him had been forcibly ripped out!
"What's going on?" The God of All Weapons waved his limbs awkwardly on the ground, accompanied by Brad's surprised and uncertain voice: "What did you do?!"
He quickly realized something was wrong. The joints that had been infused with knowledge by Swell had suddenly lost control, and the surging energy source abruptly broke off, causing a significant backlash against him!
"This can't go on!"
A chill ran through Brad. He realized something was wrong and raised his mechanical right arm, knowing that "cutting off the tail to survive" was his only chance to save himself.
"Oh?"
A book shrouded in a dense demonic aura appeared above their heads, its accumulated "knowledge" clearly targeting other parts of their bodies.
Brad forgot that this was the second Demon Lord of the Demon King's Castle, the demon strategist most skilled at controlling the situation...
The devil's laughter echoed in my heart, sending a chill down my spine.
"It seems...it really works?"
Chapter 229 is about the Saintess's measurements!
"What did you do to the God of All Weapons? What knowledge did you infuse him with?!"
Brad's voice was filled with panic. He roared and recklessly spread the power of his weapon, trying to force Swell back!
But wave after wave of irresistible "knowledge" has already attacked from all directions, striking the God of All Weapons with unparalleled precision at every joint.
Like a puppet with its strings cut, the enormous mechanical giant suddenly lost power and crashed heavily to the ground! The terrifying shockwave sent the surrounding paladins flying, raising clouds of dust that covered the mechanical god in a cloud of dirt...
"This is impossible... Nothing could cause such a catastrophic malfunction in the God of All Weapons!!!"
Brad's pupils were bloodshot. He tried in vain to get the God of All Weapons to stand up, but the power he sensed was in complete chaos! Even the power within his own body was draining away!
Wait! Brad suddenly snapped to attention. The God of All Artifacts couldn't possibly malfunction, but... what about the sacred artifacts inside?
He spread his senses throughout his body and quickly discovered that all the sacred artifacts, whose emotions and power had been suppressed and unified, suddenly became uncontrollable and restless, as if their blood were boiling!
"What kind of knowledge? What knowledge did that demon impart to you...?"
Brad was somewhat arrogant. He released the spiritual power of the Sacred Body of the Artifact, allowing him to delve into the entire ocean of consciousness of the Sacred Artifact in an attempt to find out what was going on.
In the calm ocean of hazy consciousness, a violent storm suddenly erupted, the intense emotional fluctuations transforming into towering waves, so intense they seemed to shatter the air itself. Brad looked up at the surface of the sea and finally saw the full picture of that "knowledge":
A line of six numbers, seemingly embodying countless possibilities, stretched across the waves like a dark cloud!
"What is that?!" Brad exclaimed in shock. The indistinct voice from the seabed grew stronger and louder, and then a response came:
"It's your measurements..."
"what?"
In an instant, countless excited voices from the sacred artifacts exploded in my ears:
"Holy crap! It's... Saint Lena's measurements!!!"
The consciousness of countless sacred artifacts has fully awakened and is now boiling over!
Brad seemed to see countless "ohhhhh!" comments filling the space instantly. Then, he was kicked hard in the butt by some mysterious force and was ejected from the sea of consciousness, exhausted.
"Are you kidding me?!" Brad roared in exasperation.
A bunch of oppressive sacred artifacts were actually swayed by such vulgar and base knowledge. How did such a low-level ideology come about...? Where are those mature and steady sacred artifacts? Where did they all go, you bastards?!
Brad's expression gradually turned ferocious as he desperately activated the artifact's sacred body, trying to calm and suppress the artifact's emotions once again. However, above his head, that damned demon continued to relentlessly utter "demon whispers"!
The entire God of All Weapons was completely paralyzed. The power of countless sacred artifacts clashed and rubbed against each other... The power that was originally unified became completely chaotic and violent, beyond anyone's control! It was like a bunch of scrap metal gathered together, having an uncontrolled carnival!
"What a joke! What a joke?!" Brad's face contorted, struggling with all his might but unable to move, experiencing for the first time the powerlessness of an elderly man.
Above his head, terrifying magic had already seized the opportunity to gather a terrifying attack, which suddenly fell towards him.
bass--!
Fortunately, at this moment, a magical defensive barrier unfolded on the body of the God of All Weapons, blocking the attack flawlessly... I almost forgot, even if the power cannot be unified, a barrier inscribed with exclusive rules is enough to keep the demon's attack out.
The inherent defensive power of the myriad sacred artifacts came into play at this moment. As long as the barrier remained intact, Brad, inside the God of Myriad Artifacts, would not suffer any harm.
Brad breathed a sigh of relief, and just as a smile was about to appear on his lips, he felt as if he had forgotten something...
呲——
A sound like a balloon deflating came from inside his body.
Brad's heart skipped a beat, and for the first time, intense terror surged in his eyes—!
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"There's actually... a powerful protective array similar to a dragon contract?"
Startled by the barrier that appeared on the body of the God of All Weapons, Swell gently turned the pages of his book and quickly deciphered the relevant knowledge from the flashing inscriptions on the barrier:
"So that's how it is. It was a flawless design... but the Mino Warriors and the human camp outsmarted us..."
Swell realized he had been tricked by Mino: the final key was indeed useful, but it could only paralyze the God of Weapons, and that did not mean the God of Weapons had truly lost his power—the power of countless artifacts gathered together was more than enough to support the deployment of the defensive barrier.
This barrier, which is a contract-based barrier, cannot be broken by a single force. As for other solutions... in Swell's calculations, they all require time.
"Unfortunately, there's no time left."
The pages swayed gently, and Swell drew his conclusion.
Not only was it nearly exhausted from dealing with the God of All Weapons, but also the dense human reinforcements surrounding it made it clear that the other side wouldn't stand idly by while the Minotaur was damaged.
Moreover... there is still a wielder within the God of All Weapons whose power remains completely undamaged.
Swell's gaze fell on Brad, who was in the heart of the Minotaur. From the fact that Brad's face was red and he looked like he was desperately trying to salvage something, it was clear that the Pope was not affected in the slightest and was trying his best to save the "life" of the God of All Weapons!
"He's so anxious that his hair has turned white. It seems that this Pope Brad not only has great love for humanity, but even his sacred artifacts are exactly the same... He truly deserves to be called the legendary Sacred Body of Artifacts."
Looking at Brad, who hadn't shown any signs of fatigue after several fierce battles, but now, facing the paralyzed God of Weapons, his face showed signs of aging, Swell sighed:
"I lost this battle—"
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"Move! All of you, move the hell out of here!!!"
Within the God of All Weapons, Brad erupted in a hysterical, impotent rage, with an uncontrollable fear deep in his eyes.
The instant the God of All Weapons was completely paralyzed, Brad, located at the heart of the body, experienced a massive outpouring of energy, as if every blood vessel had been severed. This energy was frantically absorbed by the numerous holy artifacts throughout his body!
Even the essence of a decaying artifact could not suppress the power of tens of thousands of active holy artifacts. Brad could only watch helplessly as the water in his pool, which was originally full, dissipated at an even more terrifying speed!
"Those are all my resources! — Mine!!!"
The wrinkles of age reappeared on his face, his hardened mechanical body degenerated into flesh and blood, and his depleted power gathered sporadically within his withered form. An aura of decline clung to him like a malignant tumor, and Brad's eyes were filled with resentment.
He has fallen from godhood to mortal!
Chapter 230 Light and Darkness, A Duet of Heroes
The cheers of the crowd around the palace suddenly caught in their throats.