Ankh retracted the gravity he had imposed on these apes, and said coldly, "Simple-minded creatures..."
Although he had already lived a normal life, the past tragedies were still vivid in his mind.
Ankh's heart always had a large dark side that could not be erased, so every time he made a move, he couldn't control the measure.
"Ankh, I'll teach you a Magic."
Seram's voice rang out briefly, and Ankh's mind felt a refreshing coolness, as if a surging power flowed through his limbs and bones, gradually gathering in his internal organs.
"What is this... I feel like my physique has become stronger again?"
Ankh raised his hands in surprise, compared to his weak appearance when he first woke up, his body was much stronger now.
"Our predecessor, the divine power of Ankhseram God, this is our true power!"
Ankh... Seram God? He seemed to have heard this taboo name in the original work in his previous life.
Legend has it that the God who controls life and death, merely by a curse, could make Black Wizard Zeref immortal and indestructible, a super existence... Could it be his and Seram's predecessor?
Ankh looked at the monkey group lying dead on the ground in front of him, the red light in his eyes flickering.
In his eyes, a strange black airflow seemed to drift out from these corpses, obscure, mysterious, and yet powerful.
After a moment of silence, Ankh slowly stepped forward, and then suddenly opened his mouth wide!
The airflow rushed into Ankh's mouth, and those death energies that only Ankh could see were also absorbed into Ankh's stomach all at once, like prey.
Ankh patted his stomach, and a feeling of indescribable satisfaction suddenly rose in his heart.
How interesting... After consuming these death energies, he even felt a sense of fullness.
The capacity of the Magic Source in his body was slightly expanded, the Magic consumption just now was quickly replenished, and even his physique improved a little.
"Since I have this ability, why didn't Seram teach me before?" Ankh asked, somewhat puzzled.
Also, the people from the Dark Guild that Ankh killed for revenge before, such a large amount of death energy, it still makes him feel a bit pained when he thinks about it... "Actually... you and I, respectively represent the life force and death force of Ankhseram God's complete divine power, and the two forces must reach a balance."
"So you must first improve your physique, which represents vitality, and in order to balance the energy, I can then teach you the power that represents death."
Ankh nodded thoughtfully and said, "So that's how it is..."
If Ankh's weak body had forcibly received this Magic full of death and gloom before, his internal organs would definitely have been ravaged and destroyed.
Upon careful perception, the absorbed death energy swirled in the Magic Source within his body, indeed feeling different from ordinary Magic, and in terms of Magic quality alone, it was much stronger than what he had absorbed before.
Ankh spread out his palm, gazing at the black death energy rising from his palm, and said thoughtfully, "If I'm not mistaken, this power should have other uses, right?"
"Of course, as the forces of life and death become more integrated, you will become stronger and stronger, until finally... even if you want to slaughter a God with one hand, it will be effortless!"
Ankh frowned, looking down at the still weak death energy in his hand, and muttered in a low voice, "So, is it God Slayer Magic..."
"Taught by a God, with a body transformed into a God, used to slay Gods, this Magic is indeed similar to the Dragon Slayer Magic learned by human ants..."
However, the God Slayer Magic Ankh learned was much stronger than Natsu's Dragon Slayer Magic.
Ankh smiled slightly, his was genuine God Slayer Magic, which could not be compared with Zancrow's God Slayer Magic, one of the Seven Kin of Purgatory of Grimoire Heart.
However, Ankh then rubbed his head in distress. Although this power was strong, it had to be controlled by a powerful physique. Once it erupted excessively, it might lead to loss of control... "Forget it, let's try the power of God Slayer Magic first."
Ankh held his breath and concentrated, slowly exhaling a breath. The Magic in his body was rapidly consumed, and a powerful death force surged up from his lungs. A dark golden Magic circle immediately appeared in front of his mouth.
"God of Death's — Roar!"
A frantic and tyrannical power gushed out from his mouth, passing through the Magic circle to form a terrifying impact, like a black meteor, instantly streaking across the entire sky.
The ground seemed to tremble, the previously quiet snow-capped mountain became eerily silent, and even the blizzards that had been raging wildly just now dared not be presumptuous and noisy in front of the God of Death.
At the end of this roaring impact, a tall mountain in the distant snow-capped mountain range was directly pierced and destroyed by that powerful Magic.
The death Magic gradually dissipated, and Ankh quickly closed his mouth, but a few wisps of death energy still unwillingly leaked from between his teeth.
It was his first time using God Slayer Magic, and he didn't control the amount of Magic well. Just one roar emptied his body... Ankh patted his stomach and said with a distressed expression, "It's a bit too reckless, I feel hungry again..."
"The Death God Slayer Magic is a bit difficult for you to control right now, so let's keep it as a trump card for now."
Ankh nodded, he naturally understood this.
Although God Slayer Magic was strong, if his physical body couldn't keep up, he would not be able to sustain a prolonged battle if dragged into one. Therefore, the main combat would still have to rely on Titan Gravity Magic.
Ankh took out a dry, hard loaf of bread from his bag, took a bite, stretched, and said, "Time to go back, turn in the mission, and get my reward."
Titan Gravity was quickly applied to Ankh, and his body slowly rose into the air, but just then, a voice suddenly echoed across the vast snowy plain:
"That woman, stop."
Ankh's movement, about to take off, paused slightly. He stopped and turned his head, a dangerous light emanating from his blood-colored eyes, and his voice was muffled:
"What did you just say?"
The person who stopped Ankh was about the same height and build as him, looking slightly stronger than Ankh, but he was completely covered in a thick cloak, so even his face was unclear.
The man was silent for a moment, seemingly not understanding why Ankh was angry, and asked:
"A powerful evil Magic appeared here just now, was it you?!"
"Weak human ants, what do you know about evil power?!"
Ankh scoffed and said, "So what if it was me?"
The man's eyes, hidden beneath his thick clothing, gradually sharpened, and he said, "That kind of Magic... are you from a Dark Guild...?"
Ankh, who had a strange personality, put on an evil smile and said flippantly, "If I am, what can you do?!"
"You trash who only dares to flap your lips!"
Ankh had been mistaken for a woman countless times these past few days, in the guild and on the road, and he had been bottling up a lot of anger.
And the man's rash words just now completely made Ankh forget his calm, igniting the powder keg that was already about to explode!
The man's aura immediately became dangerous, like a fierce tiger hunting its prey, he crouched down and whispered, "It seems if I don't teach you a lesson, you won't speak properly."
A golden light suddenly appeared, and a wild surge of lightning erupted around the man. He quickly charged forward, raising his massive fist and smashing it towards Ankh's neck.
Ankh's face was ashen as he condensed a Magic circle, roaring in a low voice, "If you want to fight, then come!"
"Gravity Cannon!"
Facing the man charging at him, Ankh roared with wide eyes, instantly dodged the attack by turning sideways, and condensed a translucent orb of light in his palm.
The orb of light was sent flying by Ankh with a backhand strike, hitting the man directly. The immense repulsive and tearing force instantly overwhelmed his body, sending him flying backward.
The man didn't react in time, and without even letting out a cry of surprise, he was directly thrown down the cliff of the snow mountain by Ankh's gravity.
Ankh, his face covered in frost, walked to the edge of the cliff, looking at the abyss below without saying a word.
You little punk, I won't take your life, just consider it a lesson for you.
Ankh snorted, turned to leave with his satchel, but at that moment, a deep male voice suddenly came from behind him:
"Woman, you've really angered me!"
Hearing this, Ankh's face darkened again. It was endless... "Look closely, I'm a man!"