He had made all the preparations.
He had been ready to watch these ignorant, foolish mortals cower, collapse, and kneel before the great god, trembling as they begged for mercy.
However... when he saw a gigantic steel construct appear out of thin air and hack at his great god, the Shadow was completely dumbfounded.
What the hell is this?
To be honest, he would rather his opponent had transformed into some kind of monster or summoned a powerful entity comparable to the great god. At least then, he could understand what was happening. But... when a machine with rotating gears swung the Chainsaw Sword in its hand and launched an attack, his mind went blank in an instant. He simply couldn't comprehend what was happening, nor did he know what this thing that had appeared before him actually was.
Against ordinary enemies, Eihort could crush them with ease. After all, it was a Great Old One, and its enormous size far exceeded anything humans could resist. Perhaps only warships and missiles could inflict any real damage on it, but before that happened, Eihort would retreat into the deep maze of tunnels beneath the earth.
Its tentacles were thick and powerful. Its venomous words were enough to confuse and terrify anyone with a strong will. When its eyes opened, those it gazed upon would fall into a nightmare, able only to pray for the release of death.
Unfortunately, none of this was of any use against a cold God Machine.
The enormous Chainsaw Sword roared as it hacked downward, tearing through the tentacle Eihort had raised and continuing without pause into its writhing, revolting body, which was unprotected by any shell. In that instant, a shrill scream rang out. A violent psychic storm erupted, and even the dense clouds in the