The God of Machinery had not shown any emotions until now.

Even toward those who attacked him, rather than hostility, he merely had a consciousness that he should naturally counterattack when attacked.

The destruction he created and his actions to kill others contained no malice.

True to his arrogant name as a god, it seemed as if he placed no meaning in killing and cleaning up beings more insignificant than himself.

The only time he revealed what could be called emotion was just before, when he was caught between Rudger's Buddha statue's palm and magic tower shield.

Even the survival instinct that any living being should naturally possess seemed somewhat subtle to be considered an emotion but now the God of Machinery was clearly angry.

The arrow of anger was directed at Rudger, but the more explicit target was toward the black hole opened above Rudger's head.

Rudger felt his skin tingle under his clothes.

The feeling of the brand on his back throbbing.

'Even though the hostility isn't directly aimed at me, it's this intense. That means the emotion he harbors toward the being above must be that powerful.'

The one manifesting that emotion was the God of Machinery.

That is, the god-path relic that constituted his core.

'I vaguely speculated that the relic itself might have some will, but I didn't expect it to react so passionately.'

It was natural for the relic to show such a reaction.

Right now, Rudger had opened the first stage of the sealing formula and opened a small window to communicate with the gods.

The divine power flowing from inside wasn't just one.

The god who was now closest to the window and showing interest in the situation was a completely different god.

A fallen being who had lost his position and qualifications due to Lumensis' betrayal, one who could no longer be called a god.

A being known to have pulled together land with six arms to create continents and mountains in the creation era, beyond even ancient times, the Giant God Teralon.

"Was it something you made?"

Teralon. No, the god who had even lost that name answered Rudger's question affirmatively.

If there was a goddess who loved humans and beyond that loved all living beings, then conversely, there was a god who loved machines that were created, and that was Teralon.

Rudger didn't know that much about Teralon.

Unlike other gods, he may have found Rudger interesting, but didn't show much interest beyond that.

Asking him to listen to their stories, asking to lend their power, or asking him to become their believer.

Many gods made all sorts of demands of Rudger, but only Teralon quietly remained in a corner.

A quiet and silent being, that was the impression Rudger had of the god Teralon.

Now, this Teralon was showing the greatest interest through the open window.

The reason was that Teralon had created the relic in the core that constituted the God of Machinery.

Curiously, even other gods who would normally have been chattering loudly through the open window were quietly stepping back in this situation as Teralon took the lead.

[───.]

A collection of information made up of something other than human language flowed into Rudger with a humming sound.

The sensation of the information itself directly piercing his brain was impossible to get used to, causing Rudger to slightly furrow his brow.

But thanks to this, Rudger was able to understand why Teralon was showing interest and why the God of Machinery hated him so much.

"Is it anger toward the creator who abandoned him?"

The Mechanical God harbored resentful emotions toward the Giant God.

Since it was an object made by a god, it wouldn't be strange for it to have sentience, but at the same time, he thought that a being like the Giant God could bestow sentience on a relic.

The Giant God Teralon was a god specialized in creating things.

If one traced the origins of modern architecture and engineering to their very roots, Teralon would be there.

According to the information provided by Teralon, he was the first among the gods to create relics, which could be considered fragments of themselves or toys, and other gods merely followed suit.

Since the quiet being wouldn't suddenly start lying now, it must be the undeniable truth.

Teralon, who loved creating, eventually used his own body when materials ran out.

Notably, the massive mountain range that crossed the eastern continent, [The Giant's Spine], was one of the terrains that Teralon had created by extracting his own bones.

The dwarves, who were skilled with their hands and obsessed with creation, were also a race born from Teralon molding clay with affection.

The relic that Teralon, with such scale, had created with care was the God of Machinery now before Rudger's eyes.

Of course, only the relic was made by Teralon, and all the other materials used were the work of Nikolai.

"It seems he's hostile to you, but what do you intend to do?"

[───.]

Teralon expressed his thoughts.

Hearing this, Rudger furrowed his brow as if dumbfounded.

"Are you asking me to dispose of that thing you created?"

Teralon held feelings of pity, sympathy, and attachment toward the Mechanical God.

Since his will had completely entered Rudger, he couldn't help but know.

Teralon wanted Rudger to break it.

That relic was broken.

What he had created was a pure relic, but the current relic was covered in modern filth.

Having lost its master, it had been taken by modern humans and lived as the driving force of the mechanical device they desired.

For an object with will, it was an environment destined to break.

Teralon wanted to personally grant it rest, but sadly, he couldn't do so.

Having lost his position and even his name, he could no longer use his former authority.

Even considering that, the power Teralon possessed was transcendental, but with such a narrow window to pass through, the power he could send was limited.

[────.]

Teralon conveyed his will to Rudger.

The curious point was that the Mechanical God was also hearing Teralon's will.

"Uh, ah."

A mumbling sound came from inside the Mechanical God's visor helmet.

Rudger realized his mistake.

He was a being created by the Giant God Teralon.

Naturally, what Teralon said could be heard not only by Rudger, who was sensitive to gods, but also by him.

"Ah, aaaaah!"

A crying sound echoed from inside the dark brown visor helmet that covered the face of the God of Machinery.

That sound gradually grew louder, and eventually, the mouth part of the visor helmet began to crack with a crunch.

-Crack, crack.

The smooth visor helmet's jaw split open and the mouth gaped wide.

Due to the cracks that had formed, it looked as if sharp teeth were being bared.

"Aaaaaaaaah!!!"

The mouth revealed from inside the helmet let out a scream.

His creator had ordered him to be killed and not by himself, but through some human.

Though he originally harbored resentment and hatred toward the god who had abandoned him, at this moment, the Mechanical God realized what he had to do.

"Damn it."

Facing the intense energy emanating from the Mechanical God, Rudger felt annoyed.

Golden pupils from inside the Mechanical God's visor helmet stared intently at Rudger.

"Kill, you."

Though the voice was broken, it carried a clear meaning.

He acknowledged not just a human who was bothering him, but a nemesis that he absolutely had to kill.

"Damn. As always, these gods..."

Before Rudger could complain to Teralon, the Mechanical God moved.

"Die, yoooou!!!"

What came flying with a murderous cry was a mechanical arm.

Over 6m in length and more than 1m in width, with joint fingers as sharp as golden blades, the mechanical arm flew with its fist clenched at a speed that broke the sound barrier.

The Buddha statue behind Rudger also extended its hand and responded with palm strike with a fully extended palm.

When the fist and the palm, both close to miracles, collided, the space rippled with a crunching sound.

Just as the Mechanical God was trying to target Rudger with its remaining three arms, colorful magic that flew from afar covered the Mechanical God's body.

The Mechanical God's remaining arms protected its body from the magic as if guarding, and the magic that pierced above created spectacular explosions.

"It's that one! Target that one!"

The magicians of the New Magic Tower had begun to intercept and target the Mechanical God.

Even the Mechanical God couldn't simply ignore the magic being poured out all at once by all the magicians of the tower.

The magic shot from the tower poured down like flashes of light, completely dominating the space around the Mechanical God.

From a distance, it would have looked like a beautiful sight, like fireworks centered around the magic tower but up close, it wasn't like that at all.

With all sorts of firepower and magical power mixed together, creating high-density destruction, it was fair to say that place was a space of death.

Rudger also created distance by pulling back the Buddha statue.

The movement of the massive golden Buddha statue would be clearly visible from the tower, but no one dared to attack Rudger carelessly.

That was only natural.

The murderous intent the Mechanical God had just shown toward Rudger.

And the emergency broadcast ringing throughout Isla Machina due to the destruction outside.

Who was attacking the magic tower.

And who they should help and who they should defeat in this place right now.

The magicians of the New Magic Tower weren't so dense as to not know these things.

"Teacher!"

Just then, Whiron, Rotheron, and Verom arrived at the scene.

Though they momentarily lost their focus at the sight of the massive Buddha statue summoned by Rudger, they didn't forget what they had to do.

"The tower is attacking with full force."

The tower's interception system was activated solely to annihilate one being.

With the addition of those who could be called the tower's full strength also casting magic, no matter who the target was, not even dust would remain.

"At this rate, even that monster might fall..."

"No."

Whiron was the one who cut off Rotheron’s hopeful voice.

Whiron didn't take his eyes off the traces of flashes spreading in the sky.

More precisely, he couldn't take his eyes off them.

"He's not falling. Rather... he's becoming more dangerous."

Whiron felt his muscles trembling.

How many times had his muscles trembled like this before?

None. And probably none in the future either.

"It's coming."

No sooner had Rudger's warning ended than a wave spread through the colorful explosions.

Woong.

The wave with strange power pushed back the explosions themselves and caused the incoming magic to explode in mid-air.

The wave swept through the entire surrounding area.

Crack.

The impact was so massive that the ground around cracked.

The New Magic Tower, which the wave had swept past, was no exception.

Rumble.

The entire New Magic Tower shook greatly.

It was a much larger impact than when Rudger had thrown the Mechanical God to collide with the shield.

"The, the tower is shaking!"

"What on earth is happening!"

The New Magic Tower shook as if there had been an earthquake.

Not just shaking, but the interception devices installed on its outer walls were being torn off one by one as if pulled by an invisible force.

"...This is going crazy."

Verom was speechless at the sight unfolding before him.

The New Magic Tower was tilting.

Not a simple illusion or optical phenomenon.

That massive structure was truly about to collapse due to external physical force.

The New Magic Tower remained intact even against tidal waves, typhoons, and lightning strikes.

Yet now, it was being pushed back despite operating its defense system at maximum.

Nikolai's statement about building a Tower of Babel through this god was not just a metaphorical meaning.

The God of Machinery had more than enough power to tear down the existing tower and build a new one.

"We're supposed to catch that?"

Despite saying so, Verom and his companions gained an instinctive certainty.

The God of Machinery was attacking the New Magic Tower that annoyed him first and was using all four mechanical arms at that.

Thinking about how much power each mechanical arm possessed, it meant even he didn't have that much spare capacity.

If there was an opportunity, it was right now.

Verom gripped his sword and swung it powerfully. A sword-red slash that crossed the air struck the defenseless God of Machinery.

His head turned toward Verom's direction.

Inside the visor helmet, golden light shone from his eyes along with a gaping mouth that hadn't been there before.

Just as Verom was trying to quickly withdraw, a fist flew from somewhere and struck the being's jaw.

Bang!

"It's troublesome if you forget about me!"

Whiron had flown in and swung his fist with all his might.

The being's head twisted sideways, and the repulsive force of the golden light aimed at the innocent sky.

-Boom!

A huge hole opened in the clouds above.

The night sky full of stars spread out in the sky of Isla Machina, which normally couldn't be seen due to pollution from steam.

Before there was time to admire that beautiful sight, Rotheron, accompanied by a heroic soul behind him, brought his leg down on the God of Machinery.

However, the enraged Mechanical God didn't budge at such a meager attack.

Rather, he stared at Rotheron with strong hostility as if annoyed.

‘Oh no.’

In that moment when Rotheron missed the timing to dodge.

[Step back]

Rotheron felt the sensation of someone strongly pulling his body.