Taking Off His Equipment Made Him Stronger

"Oh my God. That swagger, that presence, that masked man showing up only after his enemies were nearly wiped out—could he be the final boss?" William snarked to himself, tightening his grip on the Heaven-Subduing Blade.

Even though the Prince knew the man before him was Purple Armor One, quite possibly the Godslayer Hall's strongest Legendary-Class Professional, stories always worked the same way: the guy who made a grand entrance at the end usually died the fastest.

So.

He wasn't worried at all...

The Godslayer Hall had two kinds of members: those who reached the Saint Seat through their own cultivation, and those who seized Divine Origin to do it in some strange form.

Neither path was inherently better, but Professionals who seized Divine Origin tended to have unusual Talents. William couldn't afford to let his guard down.

Take Odin. What was his strongest Talent?

He could become invincible for a set period.

Even after reaching the Saint Seat, he still had three minutes of invincibility. That was absurd. Forget everything else—even a Peak Saint couldn't withstand a Main God's attacks for three minutes. That was what made Odin so formidable.

Paul Bain and the others were covered in wounds. Of the five who had surrounded William, only Paul and that cowardly Brawler remained.

Their eyes lit up when Purple Armor One appeared, and they hurried over to him. Paul said, "The Divine Artifact in his hands is incredibly deadly. Please be careful, my... friend!"

Purple Armor One glanced at Paul, impatience showing in his eyes. The Brawler promptly piped up, eager to please. "That depends on who's arrived! Lord Purple Armor One is the strongest in the Godslayer Hall at the Legendary Realm. He's especially good at dealing with Professionals like the Dawn City Lord, who rely on Divine