Chapter 209
When the blinding light finally faded, everyone could at last see the center of the battlefield.
A collective gasp swept through Orario.
A massive trench stretched hundreds—perhaps even thousands—of meters from the point where the two attacks had collided.
A layer of solid rock had been violently stripped from the ground, and even the fortress walls had not escaped the devastation.
What little remained of the damaged section had vanished entirely.
"So this is... the full power of a Level 6?"
Many adventurers and ordinary citizens had never witnessed a first-class adventurer unleash everything before.
The destruction left them speechless.
If an attack like that had landed inside Orario, countless buildings would have been reduced to dust, and no one knew how many lives would have been lost.
Guild Master Royman clutched his aching stomach, profoundly grateful that this War Game was being held outside the city.
Had the hostility between the two Familias continued building until they fought within Orario itself, the result would have been unimaginable.
He might have died in the aftermath without ever understanding what happened, like an ant accidentally crushed beneath a giant’s foot!
Yet the scale of the destruction was not the most astonishing thing.
That distinction belonged to Kiriya.
Allen’s all-out attack—a spell whose power had reached Level 7—had failed to injure him.
That was not entirely accurate.
The spell had certainly inflicted damage.
Both of Susanoo’s arms had been destroyed, and an enormous section of its muscular upper body had been torn away.
Allen had successfully broken through Kiriya’s Susanoo.
In that sense, his attack had worked!
Kiriya himself, however, remained completely unharmed.
"You... monster."
Allen glared at him through clenched teeth.
He desperately wanted to cast his magic again, but his entire body had gone weak, and he could no longer summon any strength.
His previous attack had been fueled by rage, and he had forced every trace of Mind from his body into it at once.
Now he was completely empty.
"I can’t believe you actually broke through Susanoo."
Kiriya folded his arms, his expression unusually solemn.
"I’ll admit it. When it comes to magic, I’ve never seen an attack with that much raw destructive power."
He nodded gravely.
"I Senju Kiriya declared that, in terms of sheer force, you’re the strongest!"
The audience exchanged strange looks.
Kiriya had praised Allen’s power to the sky—after taking the attack without a scratch.
Wasn’t that simply an elaborate way of making himself look even more impressive?
"That was the most shamelessly perfect boast I’ve ever heard."
Several adventurers could only raise their thumbs in respect.
They would have loved to show off with that much elegance themselves.
Unfortunately, they lacked the strength to survive the setup.
"You bastard!"
Allen’s eyes bulged, and his fangs ground together so hard they nearly cracked.
Who wanted praise delivered in such a condescending tone?
He wanted nothing more than to run Kiriya through with his spear.
Unfortunately, he no longer had the strength.
His beloved weapon had also been destroyed in the previous collision, so even if he could still move, he had nothing left to attack with.
"Damn you!"
Allen roared.
Susanoo swept its remaining sword through the air, and the resulting shock wave struck him head-on.
His eyes rolled back as he lost consciousness.
"You’re remarkably patient."
After finishing Allen, Kiriya turned toward the fortress.
"You’ve been watching for quite a while."
A towering figure stood atop the highest remaining section of wall, broad and immovable as an iron fortress.
Ottar.
Captain of the Freya Familia.
The King, and the strongest adventurer currently in Orario.
"I have not faced an opponent like you in a very long time."
After a moment of silence, Ottar finally spoke.
A trace of loneliness crossed his stern face.
The world called him the strongest and placed him above every other adventurer in Orario.
Only Ottar himself understood how far he remained from true supremacy.
The Hera and Zeus Familias had once possessed several Level 7 adventurers, multiple Level 8s, and even the Level 9 Empress who had towered above an entire age.
Those people had represented true strength.
True invincibility.
Compared with them, even the current Level 7 Ottar had once been little more than an inexperienced child.
He had lost to them more times than he could count, often beaten so badly that the difference between them seemed immeasurable.
Yet that overwhelming gap had fueled his endless desire to grow stronger.
He challenged them.
He lost.
Then he rose again, stronger than before.
But those legendary adventurers had all fallen during the expedition against the One-Eyed Black Dragon.
The other Level 7, Leon, had left for the School District.
Since then, Ottar had found few worthy opponents.
Even Allen and the other Level 6 elites could not place him under enough pressure when they attacked together.
With no better alternative, he entered the deep floors alone and repeatedly challenged Level 7 floor bosses.
Those battles were dangerous.
But they were never enough!
Ottar had always longed for an evenly matched fight.
Perhaps even one that brought him to the edge of death.
Only extreme pressure and the terror found between life and death could force him to surpass his limits again.
That was the resolve of Ottar, the King.
It was why he had remained an observer until now.
He had been measuring Kiriya.
Determining whether the boy was truly worth fighting with everything he had.
Now he had his answer.
A fierce light entered Ottar’s eyes.
"Defeat me."
He stepped forward.
"Prove your valor to my goddess."
"I’ll defeat you."
Kiriya’s voice remained calm.
"But not to prove anything to Freya."
He met Ottar’s gaze.
"I’ll do it out of respect for you as an opponent."
Ottar paused.
Then, in a rare display, he smiled.
"Then prepare yourself."
His voice rolled across the battlefield.
"Kill me—or be killed by me."
Kiriya fell silent.
’Why does that line sound so familiar?’
’Does this guy secretly call himself the Beast or something?’
That moment of distraction was all Ottar needed.
He vanished.
A massive fist struck the remaining ribs of Susanoo.
Crack! Crack! Crack!
With an agonizing series of fractures, the damaged construct shattered completely.
Kiriya was launched like a cannonball into the fortress wall, demolishing another long section of stone.
The wall had suffered enough.
"Whoa!"
Spectators across Orario cried out.
The strange giant that Allen had needed an all-out spell to break had been destroyed by Ottar with a single punch.
Admittedly, Susanoo had already been heavily damaged.
Even so, the blow clearly demonstrated the overwhelming strength of the King.
"Cough... That’s one hell of a fist."
Kiriya coughed twice and spat out a mouthful of blood.
"I didn’t expect someone with such an honest face to pull a surprise attack."
"Every method is permitted on the battlefield," Ottar replied.
"Fair enough."
Kiriya wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and activated Everflowing Vitality.
Then the power of his Mangekyō Sharingan erupted without restraint.
The bones shattered by Allen’s magic rapidly rebuilt themselves.
Fibers of chakra spread over the frame, forming muscle and a complete outer body.
Within moments, Susanoo had returned to the same state it possessed before colliding with Allen.
But the transformation did not stop there.
Heavy armor appeared over the giant’s muscular body.
A thick, imposing helmet formed around its head, giving it the appearance of a colossal tengu warrior.
This was Susanoo’s third stage—The armored tengu form!
Compared with its previous form, both its defensive power and physical strength had risen dramatically.
If Allen unleashed his full magic against it now, he likely would not even leave a crack.
"It can evolve even further?"
For the first time, genuine surprise disturbed Ottar’s normally unshakable composure.
The spectators outside the battlefield erupted far more violently.
Across Orario, countless people cursed Kiriya for being an impossible, shameless cheater.
Magic in this world generally functioned as a single-use attack.
Once cast, the adventurer had to chant and gather power again.
Kiriya required no chant and his strange "magic" lasted indefinitely.
And now it had an advanced form.
This was simply unfair!
How was anyone else supposed to compete with that?
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Wait till they see a perfect Susanoo lmao.
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