Ishgar Continent, South.
Dark Guild Lizard Puppet, temporary gathering place.
The buildings at the temporary base were completely destroyed. Looking down from high above, within the dense mountains, a thousand-meter expanse of yellowish-brown open ground appeared.
It caused all the buildings within the range of this open ground to be destroyed.
Strangely shaped Magicians lay scattered on the ground, most of them barely breathing.
Gildarts sat on a large box filled with broken fruit, looking at the newspaper in his hand that was half disintegrated and crushed, and couldn't help but laugh until tears came out:
"Hahahahahahaha."
"What was Gar thinking?"
"Isn't it too cruel?"
"It's really too interesting, completely exposed."
While laughing and slapping his leg, Gildarts reached out and pulled up the Guild Master of the Dark Guild Lizard Puppet under his feet, a guy with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, sticking out a long tongue, unable to resist.
Gildarts grabbed his collar and held the newspaper in front of his eyes:
"Hey, this is your superior."
"All the intelligence on Grimoire Heart."
"A group of quite formidable guys."
"All their Magic and methods are clearly marked."
The Lizard Puppet Guild Master gritted his teeth, his voice trembling with fear:
"You guy...."
The battle happened too quickly. From the moment they discovered Gildarts until the end of the battle, it didn't exceed two minutes.
Everything was over, everything was gone, all the members were defeated.
Gildarts only saw that he had let go.
Thump.
The Lizard Puppet Guild Master was thrown to the ground by Gildarts. The smile on Gildarts' face disappeared, but the corner of his mouth still slightly curved as he said, "This kid did a good job."
"The anger from tracking you guys these past few days has almost dissipated."
"It's time to go."
Saying that, he lifted his left foot.
The Lizard Puppet Guild Master's body trembled, his eyes filled with fear, watching the dark sole of the shoe constantly approaching him:
"No... don't!!!"
"I'm still useful, I still....."
Boom!
A loud explosion.
The struggling Lizard Puppet Guild Master was crushed by the cylindrical Magic, completely disintegrated without a trace, leaving a large pit in the ground.
Gildarts withdrew his left foot, stood up, and surveyed the battlefield, confirming that there were no survivors. Only then did he nod, roughly scan the area, pick up some undamaged belongings, and put them into his backpack.
Then, he took out a stack of intelligence from his backpack, all from Dark Guilds.
Gildarts flipped through the intelligence, a look of annoyance on his face:
"Ah ah ah ah."
"The intelligence is outdated."
"Can't these guys just stay put?"
Except for the beginning, when the annihilation of these Dark Guilds went smoothly.
It wasn't long before Gildarts found that this intelligence didn't match, because all the Dark Guilds were relocating. He could only track some traces, trying to see if he could find them.
Moreover, he wasn't an expert in this area, nor did he have tracking Magic.
Sometimes he would chase for half a month and still lose track, only able to go to the next Dark Guild's base, but it was likely empty. It had been over a month like this.
Gildarts was lucky enough to corner one, which was this Lizard Puppet Guild, also one of Grimoire Heart's subordinate Guilds.
However, the battle didn't even last two minutes.
Everyone, including the Lizard Puppet Guild Master, was destroyed by Gildarts.
Not much of the anger from this period had been fully released.
Afterward, from the scattered building ruins, he saw this newspaper placed with a pile of vegetables and fruits, which was probably just bought in the morning.
Fortunately, the news in this newspaper helped Gildarts calm down quite a bit.
Gildarts bent down and pulled open the board of the box beneath him, found two intact apples from inside, wiped them, and took a bite.
Crunch!
Carrying his bag, he tracked towards the next location.
Somewhere on the Ishgar Continent.
Within a dilapidated ruin.
The ruins of stone-built structures, having endured countless years of wind and rain, had become dilapidated and scattered everywhere.
On the standing giant stone pillars, strange characters were inscribed, as well as portraits of unknown monsters. Although there were only a few strokes, the full appearance of the monster could be seen.
Further inside was a cave.
Compared to the outside, there were more paintings outlined on the rock walls inside, and the images of those monsters were also clearer, looking like Demons.
The actual Guild Master of Tartaros, Mardo Gil, walked towards the depths of the cave while observing these murals.
Just then.
There was a sound from outside.
The leader of the Nine Demon Gates of Tartaros, Kyouka the Starry Sky, walked in with a newspaper in her hand, a playful smile on her face:
"Lord King of the Underworld, today's Magic Council newspaper."
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