The God of Plunder.
No other information was necessary.
That title alone was enough to identify him as a god skilled in combat.
After all, a plunderer who could not fight was like a mage who stammered while casting and could not recite his spells—a disgrace to his entire profession.
He would get beaten to death the moment he stepped outside!
And it would be a gruesome death, too!
There were very few exceptions!
But.
As someone so exceptionally skilled in combat.
Although he had made his preparations in advance.
When faced with Orsaga, who had already reached the vicinity of his Divine Kingdom, the inexplicable sense of imminent danger in his heart gave him pause.
Out of caution.
The God of Plunder chose not to take the initiative and attack, despite being a god.
Instead, after a brief hesitation.
He set aside a portion of his divine power reserves and created an extraordinarily powerful avatar!
The God of Plunder had no other purpose in doing this. He simply intended to send the avatar out to test his opponent...
If nothing unexpected happened.
And the story followed its normal course.
The next stage should have been his avatar going out to fight three hundred rounds against a formidable opponent like Orsaga.
During that battle, it would naturally uncover a series of the enemy's hidden trump cards, increasing his chances of victory and so forth...
The God of Plunder sincerely believed that, too.
He even felt that, with his flawless control.
His powerful avatar, formed from a vast amount of divine power, might not lose to his opponent at all. His true body might not even need to take the field...
Outside the Divine Kingdom.
Feeling the immense divine power contained within this body.
The God of Plunder was even