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Chapter 56 - Chapter 56: Descent of the War God

Lucas hurled the massive fireball straight into the densest cluster of Dark Magic Cultists.

"Waaaaah!!"

The cultists screamed and scattered in panic.

Lucas had been in this world for over half a year and had completed quite a few missions, believing he had seen the darker side of this world.

He had even encountered and wiped out a few Dark Guilds.

But now he realized his experience was too shallow.

Ordinary Dark Guilds were similar to the mafia; they also took requests, completed missions, and earned rewards, just like legal guilds.

It was just that most of their missions were unsavory—kidnapping, vandalism, causing chaos, fighting...

The worse ones might take assassination jobs.

Most of them still followed some rules; only a very small minority would slaughter the innocent indiscriminately.

But this Dark Magic Cult planned to sacrifice thirty thousand people. Without a doubt, they had broken through the bottom line of humanity. These guys deserved to die.

Boom—!!!

The blazing fireball landed among the cultists and detonated. Violent flames engulfed the members of the Dark Magic Cult.

"Waaaaah!!"

"Arghhhhh!"

...

Many were set ablaze, letting out miserable screams.

Erza wasn't idle either; she took the opportunity to cut down cultist after cultist.

"Who exactly are you?"

The masked man, seeing how formidable Lucas and Erza were, couldn't help but ask.

"Me? I'm a mage of Fairy Tail."

"Fairy Tail? Instead of staying in Fiore, you came here to meddle in others' business?"

"Who asked you to cause trouble?"

Hearing this, the masked man understood. Their previous actions must have frightened the kingdom's higher-ups into issuing a request to a mage guild.

If he had known it would cause such trouble, he should have killed all the kingdom's leaders first.

"Kid, didn't anyone teach you not to stick your nose where it doesn't belong?"

"Sorry, I was born nosy. Besides, it's not just meddling; the reward for taking you out is 15 million Jewels."

"Arrogant!"

The masked man raised his wand. It emitted a light, and a Magic Missile shot toward Lucas.

Lucas casually flicked his hand, swatting the missile away.

"!!!"

"He deflected it?!"

Golden electric arcs gathered in Lucas's hand. He flung them at the masked man, forming a lance of golden lightning that shot forward.

The masked man waved his wand rapidly, and walls of magic rose from the ground.

Boom—!!

Several magic walls were shattered in succession before the attack was finally blocked.

"Kid, your attacks can't break through my defense..."

Crackle—!

Boom—!!

A bolt of golden lightning erupted from the ground beneath the masked man's feet, striking him directly.

"Arghhhhhhh!!!"

"Lord Yarok!!"

At this moment, Lucas raised his palm, and a 'Goat' symbol floated above his body.

The originally clear night sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds.

Rumble—!!

Blue-white lightning flashed within the dark clouds.

As Lucas pressed his palm slightly downward.

Crack—!!

Bolt after bolt of lightning descended from the sky, striking every member of the Dark Magic Cult with precision.

Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom!!!

"Arghhhhhhh!!"

"Waaaaahhhhh!!"

...

With just one strike, all the cultists let out cries of agony and were knocked to the ground.

Erza was stunned by the sight.

Not just Erza—the people Lucas had saved stared wide-eyed in disbelief at him.

Was this young man a god? So powerful.

Lucas had used the Authority he obtained from Verethragna—the Warrior of the East.

Specifically, the Avatar of the Goat, which could control lightning.

Although Lucas often claimed this stuff wasn't great, it was sometimes very useful, so he had studied it carefully.

Erza rushed to the masked man, pointing her sword at him and shouting angrily, "Speak! Who sent you?! What exactly are you trying to do?!"

"Hehehe..."

"What's so funny?"

"I lost... For this day, I burned my own face."

Erza looked at his face through the shattered mask. It was covered in scars, a gruesome sight.

"It wasn't a cost! I gladly burned my face!!"

"Who are you guys?!"

The masked man lay on the ground, spreading his arms and shouting to the sky, "Come!! O War God with whom I have made a pact! Give me the corresponding reward!! Use your power for me!!"

"Summon Ikusa-Tsunagi!!!"

At this moment, the dark clouds in the sky began to move, forming a giant vortex.

Within the vortex, a massive black hole appeared.

Immediately after, a gigantic foot stepped out of the vortex and landed on the ground.

Boom—!!!

The earth shattered with a deafening crash.

Erza grabbed the masked man by the collar and shouted, "Hey! Stop it! Are you going to kill your own comrades too?"

"This is the true Purification Ritual. I want to offer souls. Aside from these people, the faithful hearts of the Dark Magic Cult believers—souls that believe in Zeref—are the highest grade of tribute. Only this can awaken Zeref and guide us!!"

Erza's face was grim. "This guy... is insane!"

"Hahahahaha!!! The War God has descended. No one can stop Ikusa-Tsunagi. He will take away all life!!"

At this moment, a colossal, demon-like entity completely emerged from the black hole in the clouds. Its massive body seemed to prop up the heavens and earth.

"It's... it's over..."

"We... we're dead..."

Seeing the colossal figure towering over everything, the many civilians fell into deep despair.

"Lucas! Run!!"

Erza shouted to Lucas. Such a monster was not something humans could deal with.

Lucas, however, shaded his eyes with his hand and looked at the giant monster with interest.

"Oh! That guy is really huge!"

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