Heimdall usually looked extremely cumbersome in battle.
But the real battle only began when it turned red. At that point, Heimdall entered Overload Mode. In its frenzy, it swung its massive sword wildly, reducing everything in sight to dust.
"This thing should really be stationed outside as a gate guardian."
Hoshino could not help but complain.
Saria's Calcification spread across her entire body. Even the tip of her tail seemed to have turned grayish white.
The whites of Saria's eyes were marble-white, while her pupils were vertical slits of black, striking against the rough sclera. She truly looked like an icy-cold wyvern.
Saria had horns and a tail. She was a pure-blooded Vouivre.
Every Vouivre possessed enough physical strength to take on a hundred foes alone. Combined with Calcification, famed for its hardness, she was practically as immovable as a rock. Saria could have taken on a thousand ordinary soldiers by herself without issue.
Unfortunately, she was facing Heimdall in Overload Mode—a mad robot.
It slowly crouched down. Its seemingly cumbersome body began to move with absolute agility. No longer was it merely a single arm's hydraulic valve exerting force; its movements became broader and more forceful, every sword swing carrying the immense weight of its entire body.
Saria held on with difficulty.
"Nian, hurry up."
The most reliable one was still Nian, the god who had lived the longest. At first, the lava giant had been evenly matched with Father, but Nian was clever. She conjured another high-output mobile city propulsion furnace out of thin air with her hands and forcibly stuffed it into the lava giant's body.
Gears meshed, and lava flowed.
Nian patted the giant's cracked skin, then could not help clapping her hands.
The giant let out a meaningless roar toward the north as vast amounts