Strongest Grimoire Of The Gods

Black's body no longer looked middle-aged. Rather, he resembled a man who barely held a breath.

He was closer to a skeleton than a human, a skinny bag of skin and bones.

However, he was still alive. This was shown by the proud smile on his face.

Seeing this smile irritated Tyr.

'I wanted him to feel fear... regret... pain. I wanted the last thing in his memories before he died to be the worst of punishments... yet... he's too smart for that.

He made sure he got the last laugh in his mind. Even though he knows the Black Merchant Guild will most likely still be destroyed, he can believe that it won't since he will be dead anyways.'

Tyr gritted his teeth, annoyed at this prospect.

He let go of Black, and at that moment, a pink orb of Aura blasted into the old man's back.

It expanded, tightly wrapping around him and binding his limbs together while keeping him upright and unable to fall over.

Noa swung her giant gun over her shoulder and hoisted it on her back as she made her way closer to Tyr.

She looked to be completely unharmed. Except, she wore a Black Merchant Guild member's robe, her clothes having completely burned off.

"Tyr! What do we do now?" She said, holding Jiro in one hand, "We don't have enough forces to kill them all again..."

Tyr looked around silently. Then, he tightened his fists and looked at Black.

He was angry... but then his angered expression softened to a smirk, "You think you will have your way before you die? Stay there and watch with your very eyes."

Tyr began to float into the air with his gaze still locked into Black's eyes.

'If he thinks he will die in such a glamourous way... he has no clue who I am.' Tyr turned, yelling this before flying through the air:

"Noa! Feed the cunt a health capsule and make sure he doesn't fall over..."

Noa was taken aback by this command, but still decided to do it without much hesitation.

Black tried his best to spit the pill out of his mouth, but in the end he was forced to swallow it.

As he felt the pill go down his stomach, his eyes widened and his heart sank with fear.

"No..." He muttered, "Let me die... please... kill me!"

Noa stood beside him, her brows furrowed.

Jiro looked up at Black through the peripheral of his vision. He looked horrified like a son seeing his father cry for the first time.

His entire morale had been shattered at that moment, 'He... is begging... for death? Black... the omnipotent? Impossible...' His eyes turned to face Tyr who was already thousands of feet away.

'What kind of horrible creature has entered this world? Invincible against all mental attacks... lethal against all Aura spells... an Ancestral Ability so absurd that it defies the very laws of our world. He does not belong here.'

"Noa!" Malon's voice called for the girl.

Noa turned, noticing Malon sprinting over to her, "Rifts! We need to open rifts so that everyone can escape from here. Tyr is about to go ballistic."

Malon was carrying Hanzo over his shoulder. He noticed that Noa saw this and spoke: "Don't worry about him. I will take care of it to the best of my ability. I will stay here and look after these three... you go and do what you must."

Noa inhaled but didn't say much, simply nodding and dropping Jiro before sprinting away.

She tore rifts in dimensional space, breaking Aura arrays so that everyone could escape.

From what happened last time when she used an Aura array breaker in this area, she knew it would transport everyone to that underground cavern again where she had met the distressed Hanzo.

And so, she began to spread the word for everyone to escape and stop fighting--leaving black slugs confused.

Seeing all this, Black body shook with discomfort and stress.

It didn't take long for most Zasean Natives to take the hint and escape as soon as possible.

By this point, Tyr had flown 100 feet above the air right in the center of the battlefield.

He inhaled deeply, 'Soul Mend: Dragon.' He said as scales grew all over his body and large wings sprouted from his back.

'Flame Breath.' He said inwardly, as his chest expanded--gleaning with a brilliant reddish-orange hue.

Finally, he exhaled, unleashing the blast of flame from his mouth.

The explosion was enormous, covering a 50 by 50 feet of area as it scorched the ground below.

Tyr moved his head, showering down hell like a blitzkrieg and annihilating everything in his path.

All revived and alive Black Merchant Guild members were decimated and turned into ashes as the dragon's flame rained down on them like the gates of purgatory had been opened from above.

Black's maw slowly opened, his eyes remaining wide and unblinking as he saw this.

It didn't take long before every soul on the battlefield was wiped out. And at that moment, Tyr stopped the attack.

The only ones that were still remaining now were the ones that could dodge Tyr's attack.

Tyr floated down, standing only a few hundred feet away from Black.

At that moment, Camadral flew above him and swiftly cast an explosion of black Aura all around him.

However, Tyr came out unscathed. This threw Camadral off, but before he could react, Tyr summoned in front of him.

Tyr was not even touching the old man, but Camadral was frozen in place by Tyr's horribly ferocious killing intent and piercing gaze.

Tyr grabbed Camadral's neck before crushing it in one move. Camadral's body fell to the ground, bouncing off of the ground like a ragdoll.

Tyr fell to the ground again, where he was rushed by Enhanced.

However, Tyr grabbed the superhero by the leg and slammed him over his head onto the ground.

Enhanced landed with a loud slam, choking out blood. He stared at Tyr before unleashing laser beams from his eyes.

However, the attacks simply absorbed into Tyr's body before coming out from his eyes and melting Enhanced into three parts.

Malon and Noa had already met up again by this point.

"Wasn't lrax Helas supposed to be fighting Enhanced?" Noa questioned, slightly confused.

"Did he already enter the rifts you created?" Malon said, raising a brow.

"Not quite..." Helas' voice came from behind.

He walked with Mrama on his shoulder, seemingly unconscious.

Naturally, Noa and Malon were thrown off by this.

"Did you manage to defeat the revived Mrama?" Malon asked, confused at this moment.

On seeing his brother's revived body, Jiro's eyes widened. His morale looked to come back to him.

'Brother? He's... still alive!' Jiro thought to himself.

Helas finally answered, "Yes... I have temporarily immobilized him. Now, I need to see Jiro's situation as well." He placed Mrama on the floor, slowly making his way closer to Noa and the others.

Black's pupils were at the sides of his eyes as if to look back at what was happening.

Helas knelt beside Jiro as Noa and Malon looked at each other with slight confusion.

With his usual kind face, Helas placed his hand on Jiro.

After a mere second, the pink bind on the slug's body disappeared.

A grin stretched across Jiro's face... as Helas' nice smile turned into a serious, malicious frown.