Strongest Grimoire Of The Gods

"Everyone back up!" Tyr shouted, "I want this kill!" He said with a slightly crazed, yet determined look in his eyes.

"What!?" Reana exclaimed in confusion but was ignored by Tyr.

"Come at me, you freak!" He yelled at the earman as he dashed around the side of the beast--a golden flame invigorating from his glabella as his eyes turned a golden hue.

The earman turned with Tyr, not taking a single step forward.

"Its like that then huh? Waiting for me to attack first... fine, have it your way. It will only be a more painful death." Tyr said, 'Soul Mend: Dragon.'

Scales grew all over his body as wings protruded from his back.

"Flame Breath!" He roared, unleashing a blast of inferno at the earman.

The freak took a step back in instinctual fear, the sudden explosion of fire throwing him off.

However, he seemed to grit his teeth and firm his resolve before stepping forward.

"All Aura is vibration... and all vibration is sound!" He yelled, absorbing Tyr's dragon fire into his large torso ear by converting it into vibrations.

He gritted his teeth even more, seemingly struggling to do this.

Finally, he sucked in all the flame through his giant ear.

"Damn! I couldn't convert all of it... what in the world is that flame!?" He yelled as Tyr and the others could see an orange glow coming from deep within his neck.

"Whatever... die!" He roared, widening his mouth as a blast of energy no weaker than the dragon flame thrust out of it.

Tyr smirked, 'Reverse.' He said, raising his hand.

All of the energy was instantly absorbed, and then thrown out again in the span of a couple seconds.

"W-what!?" The earman exclaimed with confusion, unable to hear this attack fast enough.

Although he tried, Tyr's reversal had caught him off guard.

The attack stormed into him with full throttle, like a truck slamming into a giant watermelon.

While feeling the brunt of the blow, the earman screamed: "You called me a copy cat... and had an ability like this!?"

Right after he said this, his entire body exploded like a microwaved egg, separating into a thousand pieces.

"It's called strategic wording, you dumbass freak." Tyr smirked, "Thats why you're dead right now."

[You have slain Ear Mouth (Expert Rank Zasea Human).]

[You leveled up!]

[Strength: 135--136]

[Stamina: 120/120-->121]

'Expert Rank... the strongest I've killed apart from beasts. But... a human? That thing... was a human once?' Tyr furrowed his eyebrows, 'I wonder if it was a black slug...

or actually, a normal native that they converted.'

His brows curled inwards with a slightly somber look, 'It's horrible... this should never be happening. To not only be evil bastards, but to ruin people's lives like this and use them while turning them into wretched creatures.'

He couldn't help but feel angry thinking of it all. However, he tightened his fist and constrained himself, 'I'll get their revenge for them. There's no doubt about that.'

He made his way back to Helas and the others.

"Are you alright?" He said, staring at the lrax who had now risen to his feet.

"Im fine... thankfully I only caught minor injuries, which Hanzo's health pills helped heal." Helas said in a low tone, turning toward Trai who had made it back to the group.

He was stretching his hands, but over all, the young Zasean native didn't seem too injured.

"Trai, please make sure the bodies of the fallen are recovered. Our mission for today... is over." The lrax said, limping slightly while being helped by Hanzo and Malon.

'He sounds devastated... and defeated.' Tyr thought to himself, 'He had to see all of those people... his soldiers, die in front of his very eyes. It must have been traumatizing. Tsk... how horrible.'

*BOOM*

A crashing noise sounded from nearby.

A few hundred feet away, a cloud of dust had formed from a recent impact.

Tyr squinted, attempting to get a good glimpse at what it was.

As the dust cleared, Tyr saw a pair of robed figures standing in the center.

One was tall and wide, the other small and seemingly thin.

"Brother... do you think it's time for us to rejoice yet?" The large one said, taking off the hood from his head.

He resembled a human, but his skin was blue. He was bald, and his eyes were a bright red color like a demon.

He was around 6'7 ft. tall in stature, jacked to the gills, and had a square face shape.

"Quiet, Heim. Let your older brother do the talking." The short one exclaimed, walking forward. He wasn't more than 5'2 ft. on a good day.

"Oi! You people... one of you is too strong." He said in a simple voice.

"Can you just die?" He said again, as if he was genuinely asking.

"Huh?" Tyr raised a brow, "What kind of question is that? Of course not."

Everyone looked at him as he replied.

There was a moment of silence, and then the short hooded figure spoke:

"Did you think we were talking about you?"

Tyr was slightly taken aback by this.

"Uh... you weren't?" He asked, puzzled.

"We were." The short guy replied again in a straight tone.

There was another bit of silence.

"Then why did you question it!?" Tyr replied, annoyed this time.

"J-just shut up! Both of you!" The big guy shouted, "Lets just fight already, golden warrior. Don't you want to fight? All strong people like to fight... thats why they are strong in the first place."

Hanzo squinted his eyes as he heard this, looking down at his own hands for a second.

Tyr stepped forward, "Fine... in fact, you two made a mistake coming here. Now that you have shown yourselves, I won't let you escape. No way in hell. I'll butcher every slug I see." He clenched his teeth.

The small robed figure dashed forward, suddenly blitzing past Tyr before he could even notice.

Tyr's eyes widened with shock as he felt a tap on the back of his head, making him stumble forward and nearly fall onto his face.

'F-fast...' He mused inwardly. 'My eyes couldn't even track him.'

"I won't be fighting you today... I don't want to die." The short, robed figure said, "Instead, I'll just take some... test subjects."

He sprinted behind Malon, grabbing him by the ankle.

Before anyone could see, he also appeared in front of Hanzo and placed a bind over his hands in the span of a second--grabbing the interlocked hands before dashing back to his accomplice.

He did this so fast that no one could even see his blur, let alone try to stop him.

"Hey!" Tyr yelled, a mix of anger, confusion, and even worry in his mind: "STOP! COME BACK HERE!" He roared as the two waved and disappeared on the spot.

Tyr activated Polaris Tiger Soul Mend to reach them, but they escaped from his grasp in a mere few millimeters.

He stood there panting in shock as he realized they were actually gone.

His eyes were wide, "No... damn it!"

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