Chapter 032: Divine Cloth

But Odin died early, and although Thor was Odin's child, he couldn't wield his father's weapon with ease, so Gungnir never shone brilliantly in Marvel's storyline.

However, that absolutely doesn't mean this weapon is weak.

On the contrary, in Wang Bo's view, this weapon is extremely strong.

When Wang Bo found Gungnir in the four-dimensional pocket and held it in his hand, he could clearly feel the powerful force contained within Gungnir.

This force was not magic; it was likely the unique power of the Asgardians.

Of course, it could also be called divine power.

But Wang Bo had never seen a god, so he didn't know what divine power really looked like.

Yet without a doubt, the power within Gungnir surpassed Wang Bo's own power. He picked up Gungnir, aimed its tip at his arm, and gave a light poke.

Pfft...

A bloody hole appeared in Wang Bo's arm... Hmm, so strong, truly strong!

Wang Bo's current steel body was already impervious to blades and bullets; as long as he didn't take a nuclear bomb head-on, Earth's weapons were useless against him, and even a railgun couldn't pierce his body.

But his terrifying defense was like paper in front of Gungnir.

One thrust of Gungnir left a bloody hole.

Wang Bo quickly healed the wound, but he had to admit Gungnir was indeed powerful. If someone wielded this weapon, they could easily kill Wang Bo.

Wang Bo believed that even an AT Field probably couldn't withstand Gungnir's attack. If he had possessed this divine spear from the start, he wouldn't have needed to call Lady Gremory.

With Gungnir, one thrust could pierce the AT Field and kill Ghidorah.

Of course, Gungnir's extraordinary attack power also made one thing clear to Wang Bo.

Although he was now very strong, compared to gods, he still had a long way to go.

Since Gungnir could harm him, then other weapons—like the Sword of Victory Laevatein, the Cursed Sword Tyrfing, the Trident of Poseidon, Mjolnir, Zeus's Lightning Bolt, the Holy Sword Durandal, the Spear of Longinus, the Dragon-Slaying Holy Sword, Ame-no-Murakumo-no-Tsurugi, the Ruyi Jingu Bang, the Golden Scissors, the Flipping Seal, and so on—could probably also harm him.

So Wang Bo silently reminded himself: he couldn't get cocky now; he had to be careful when traveling between worlds.

Although ordinary swords, spears, and halberds could be ignored, those terrifying mythical weapons could likely cut off his head.

So he had to lie low and never show off.

He could only get cocky when his steel body could withstand a supernova explosion, or an antimatter annihilation cannon, or weapons like the Golden Scissors or Trident.

"By the way, what was the second prize I drew?"

[It's a Cloth, host.]

"A Cloth? Which Cloth? Don't tell me it's the Cloth from Saint Seiya." Wang Bo couldn't help asking. If it really was the Cloth from Saint Seiya, that would be something impressive.

You see, a Cloth is not just armor made of mysterious supermetal; it can transcend space on its own will to protect its wearer—that's its mystery. The Cloth has a will; it is alive.

A Saint wearing a Cloth and one without are completely different.

A Saint wearing a Cloth can easily annihilate a Saint without one.

What amazed Wang Bo even more was that those Gold Saints could move at light speed—that was terrifying. Just that one ability could instantly kill countless strong beings across worlds.

[Yes, host. What you drew is indeed a Cloth from the world of Saint Seiya.]

"Holy crap, it really is. So what Cloth did I draw? Bronze, Silver, or Gold?"

[What you drew is not an ordinary Cloth, but a God Cloth that only the twelve main gods can wear—the God Cloth of Apollo, the Sun God.]

God Cloth?

That's even more impressive.

Wang Bo recalled that in the setting of Saint Seiya, it seemed only the Olympian Twelve Gods led by Zeus could wear these battle robes. Only these chosen twelve gods were allowed to wear them, and their sacred and noble appearance was beyond human imagination.

This divine armor, shining with the radiance of the gods, was also a divine armor far beyond the capabilities of ordinary armors—Cloths, Scales, and Surplices were all far inferior.

But for some reason, among the Olympian Twelve Gods, Athena, Poseidon, and Hades took off their God Cloths and switched to Cloths, Scales, and Surplices.

And after Zeus disappeared from the celestial realm, the God Cloths also vanished, becoming myths and legends. Now, others could only imagine the noble form of the God Cloths from the splendor of the Divine Cloths.

Wang Bo never expected to draw a God Cloth.

Apollo's God Cloth and Odin's Gungnir... This lottery was truly incredible.

He found Apollo's God Cloth in the four-dimensional pocket. It was indeed a God Cloth of extreme splendor.

In appearance, this Cloth was golden, seemingly not much different from a Gold Cloth, but in reality, the feeling it gave Wang Bo was more like the radiance of the sun than gold.

Especially the form of this God Cloth, which resembled a burning sun.

When Wang Bo reached out and touched the God Cloth, it automatically disassembled and then automatically fitted onto Wang Bo, protecting him seamlessly.

Even his face had a golden mask, leaving only a pair of eyes exposed.

From head to toe, except for his eyes and hair, not an inch of skin was left uncovered.

This protection was too thorough.

What amazed Wang Bo even more was that this God Cloth was incredibly stylish: a sacred crown, a majestic mask, gleaming golden wings, and the form-fitting streamlined armor that protected every part.

As expected of a God Cloth—just its appearance made Wang Bo's eyes light up. Among all the Cloths he had seen, none could compare to this God Cloth.

It was simply too cool.

And what surprised Wang Bo even more was that after putting on this God Cloth, his Cosmo, which had never been trained and was only at the level of the five senses, surged and broke through in an instant.

The sixth sense, seventh sense, eighth sense... The intensity of his Cosmo broke through all the way to the peak of the eighth sense.

That was truly impressive.

When a human's Cosmo surpasses the five senses of sight, hearing, taste, smell, and touch, the sixth sense of mental thought is born—that is, the sense generated by the brain.

Thus, the sixth sense can also be called the "mind sense."

And the Cosmo of the sixth sense is no longer purely about speed and power; it begins to involve supernatural powers.

To put it bluntly, the Cosmo of the sixth sense possesses supernatural abilities such as manipulating elements, predicting the future, controlling atoms at will, flying through the sky, psychokinesis, mind reading, illusions, mind control, intuition... and so on.