125, Mech Warrior? Trash!

Rimuru unleashed the power of lightning not to harm or counter his opponent, but simply to destroy the automatic force-dispersing defensive device on his body.

Some of the mechanical army's main operating hubs were controlled by the Arsenal Nation, which had already fused with this region. So apart from broad pulses like before that targeted the domain itself, even attacks using countering powers against the Mech Country Lord himself would not have much impact on his overall strength.

So the only point of Rimuru doing this seemed to be making it hurt more when he hit him.

But that was enough!

In an instant, the reconstituted Rimuru entered his True Name Liberation form. His previously disguised Avatar was immediately engulfed by black demonic mist, and immense Demon Might descended as he revealed his sacred form of golden hair and golden eyes.

With all his attributes—speed, strength, magic power, and more—directly doubled, the man in the suit had not even reacted before Rimuru sent him soaring into the air like a ball!

What the hell was wrong with this guy?

The sudden burning pain and pressure behind him made the man in the suit's pupils shrink. Before he could understand why the other party had suddenly broken through this world's laws and changed into another form, Rimuru's heavy fist slammed into his jaw!

Then, to his astonishment, he discovered that the sensors in his jaw had lost their sensing permissions—or rather... vanished?

As their realms rose—or rather, as the rank of his enemies began to rise—even Dan, which was sharper than the Steel Severing Sword and had been enhanced to its limit, vaguely began to feel inadequate. It was not that Dan itself was not strong enough; it was simply too singular. Without amplification, once it encountered abilities like shields