Chapter 34: Perishing Together?

"After only a few exchanges, I already felt like I was going to lose."

"I believe the confidence that gave thee the courage to rebel against me comes solely from a mole's toy."

The strongest god, holding a steel spear, smiled. It had been a long time since he had been injured, and even longer since he had used more than half his strength. He was quite pleased with how things had unfolded today.

"Come, do everything in thy power to kill me, for I too shall do everything in my power to kill thee!!!"

"Well, that really can't be helped. I'll have to fight back a little."

The young man, whose eyes reflected ten divided stone slabs, sighed. The one corresponding to the warrior shone with sacred light. When he possessed detailed knowledge of the god standing as his opponent, this incarnation would become his finest weapon.

Immediately afterward, hundreds upon thousands of spheres of light appeared around him, like ferocious beasts about to burst from their shells.

Surrounded by golden spheres, the young man made this declaration to the strongest god.

"I am the strongest, and the one who holds victory in his hand."

Chapter 34: Perishing Together?

The young man, his eyes gleaming brilliant gold, stood amid countless golden spheres resembling some kind of cocoons. He crooked a finger, and sword after sword woven from knowledge burst forth from the golden spheres, carrying an icy chill.

"Claiming to be the strongest before me?"

The strongest god in this world coldly stared at the Golden Swords that gave him a shiver of dread, as though they were his natural enemies. Then he shifted his gaze to the god who called himself the strongest.

"Should I praise thy courage?" The god named Arteshu narrowed his eyes, and the gold