Fairy Tail: I Am the God

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"So, you simply harbor hatred for the existence of evil, but you don't have the kind of righteousness that wants to save everything in the world."

"You are not an enforcer of justice."

"You're just a fanatic who hates evil."

As soon as he finished speaking, the atmosphere at the scene turned icy.

For the first time, the smile on Sweet Mask's face disappeared.

The eyes that were fixed on Sakata Gintoki were sharper than ever before.

Beside him, the middle-aged man was already sweating profusely, frozen in place by the cold atmosphere.

Sun Wukong thought to himself, perhaps he had suffered some serious trauma...

Perhaps it was their family members being murdered right in front of them.

Or perhaps their place of refuge was destroyed by a strange person.

Therefore, Sweet Mask hates evil.

However, that alone cannot be considered justice.

True justice should not only be about fighting evil, but also about saving innocent people.

True justice should not only consist of hatred for evil, but also the determination to redeem everything.

Therefore, Sweet Mask is just a hero.

Or perhaps, he's just a hero who constantly talks about justice...

"I also disagree with your statement," Sun Wukong said softly.

"We've just seen too many tragedies, so we've become numb."

Sun Wukong's words were like needles falling to the ground; everyone heard them with exceptional clarity.

This caused the rest of the crowd to fall silent.

A moment later, Sweet Mask also sighed.

"It seems we can't understand each other."

As she said this, Sweetheart Mask smiled at Sun Wukong, her gaze both forced and provocative.

"Let's duel!"

Sun Wukong replied calmly.

"I'm really looking forward to it."

……

The Hero Association headquarters, underground space.

This is a space used as a shelter in the event of a large-scale disaster in City A.

The group then moved here, arriving in this vast and boundless space.

Ahead, Sun Wukong and Sweet Mask face each other from afar.

One of them remained calm throughout.

One was completely composed.

"Are...are we really not going to stop them?"

Sitch had already reported the sudden decision by Sun Wukong and Sweet Mask to fight to the death to many of the committee's executives, causing chaos among them.

If they could, the officials would definitely want to stop this.

For no other reason than that both sides are forces that cannot be trifled with.

Sun Wukong is now a national idol.

Sweet Mask is also a popular idol.

Both were recruited by the Hero Association to gain public recognition and donations. As advisors to the committee, they have the power to manage heroes and make decisions for the association.

With someone like that, the Hero Association will be affected no matter which side is in trouble.

How could the Hero Association's executives not be thrown into complete chaos?

For a moment, the committee members were unsure whether or not to stop it.

Neither Sakata Gintoki nor Gilgamesh considered these things; they simply watched quietly.

Unlike the Hero Association, which only considers the impact and consequences of the battle, these two know that only strength can prove whose reasoning is correct.

It's not that a person can be stubborn, but if someone is so stubborn that they want to teach that person a lesson, then Sun Wukong has no reason to let them do as they please.

This Sweet Mask is so arrogant, no one can stand him.

Sweet Mask put his hands in his pockets, seemingly completely unguarded, closed his eyes, and smiled.

"Mr. Sun, you should know the significance of our duel, right?"

Sweet Mask's words only elicited a somewhat indifferent reply from Sun Wukong.

"Aren't you just trying to tell me that you don't approve of me, that you won't allow me to become an S-class hero, and that if I insist on becoming an S-class hero, then I have to defeat you?"

"Now that you understand, I feel much more at ease."

Sweet Mask opened his eyes, stared at Fang Li, spread his arms, and smiled at Fang Li:

"The reason I'm stuck at A-level 1 is to prevent those weaklings from climbing up."

If the S-class heroes, who uphold the highest honor of this world, are just a bunch of self-proclaimed heroes who can't even eradicate evil, then they're disgracing the profession. How can they possibly uphold justice?

"A true hero should be a magnificent and powerful being, capable of eliminating any evil they face. A person who is defeated by evil is not worthy of being called a hero!"

Sweet Mask pointed at Sun Wukong and made this declaration.

"You want to be a hero, don't you?"

"Then let me see just how capable you are of upholding justice!"

The emotions surging in the eyes of Sweet Mask, who made such a declaration, were none other than these.

It was bitterly cold.

"Shh!"

The next second, Sweet Mask disappeared.

"call!"

Like a gust of wind, Sweet Mask suddenly appeared in front of Sun Wukong.

Immediately, he threw a punch.

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"call out----!"

With a cracking sound, Sweet Mask's jabs landed on Sun Wukong's cheek like cannonballs.

That jab not only generated a heavy impact, but also caused the airflow to surge outwards from the two men as if in a riot, blowing in all directions.

Sun Wukong could even feel the sharp force of the jab landing on his cheek.

However, Sun Wukong remained unmoved, simply gazing calmly at Sweet Mask before him.

"Ah…"

Sweet Mask, while maintaining his punching stance, uttered a statement that sounded both surprised and sarcastic.

"This is just a greeting, Mr. Sun. You're not trying to tell me you can't see, are you?"

A faint sense of mockery and disappointment spread through the vast space.

Sun Wukong heard it, of course.

Yet they remained unmoved.

No.

It shouldn't be described as indifference.

Because Sun Wukong's gaze towards Sweet Mask had changed.

He became extremely serious.