The Fukaros Familia, starting from DanMachi.

Chapter 144 The Sun That Descended from the Sky

Fen Yu, like a burning meteorite summoned from outer space, descended from the sky with a devastating shockwave.

"The sun that fell from the sky—"

Cassandra stared blankly at the blazing sun that was rapidly enlarging in her field of vision, completely overwhelmed by an irresistible fear, her whole body trembling like a leaf.

"Cassandra!!"

Daphne roared, unleashing astonishing power in the face of death. She pounced like a cheetah, pinning Cassandra beneath her while rapidly chanting a protective spell.

"The relentlessly pursuing sun in the sky, all is to escape your body; bloom, armor of the laurel tree—Lamuller!"

Because that sun that descended from the sky was aimed directly at them, the unsuspecting members of the Apollo clan who had gathered together.

next moment.

The world seemed to have been muted.

The crimson sun, silent yet utterly tyrannical, crashed down upon the hard stone square within the ancient city.

Extreme light and heat were released in all directions the moment they landed.

Then, the devastating impact finally arrived!

"boom-!!!!!"

The terrifying high-temperature shockwave spread out in a perfect ring, destroying everything in its path. The first few members of the Apollo Familia were instantly vaporized in the crimson-gold flames, which were powerful enough to melt steel, without even being able to scream. Not even ashes were left.

Following closely behind was a physical shockwave like a tsunami, which lifted, tore, and shattered the hard stone floor layer by layer, like a pancake.

The walls of the surrounding buildings were instantly covered with spiderweb-like cracks before collapsing with a roar.

Countless fragments of rock were engulfed by the shockwave, transforming into deadly shrapnel that hurtled toward the Apollo clan members further away.

The explosion unleashed a fiery storm that shot skyward, turning the sky a desolate orange-red.

Screams, wails, the roar of collapsing buildings, the crackling of flames—all these combined to create a symphony of destruction.

Some were directly hit by the intense flames, writhing in agony on the ground, only to watch helplessly as their bodies were set ablaze. Others were pinned down by collapsing walls and burned alive in despair. Still others were instantly thrown by the violent shockwave, crashing into distant city walls, their internal organs dislocated, their tendons broken, and their bones creaking.

This single attack, a meteorite strike that occurred less than a minute after the start of the battle, severely injured more than thirty members of the Apollo Familia, and some even disappeared from the world entirely, but no one cared anymore.

Because, at the epicenter of the explosion, in that inferno of flames and destruction, a figure slowly rose, the longsword in his hand burning with an inextinguishable flame, heralding the true beginning of this "game".

Time moved forward slightly.

At the same moment the bells that announced the start of the war game resounded throughout Orario, the Fukaros Familia, situated on the plains, also began their operation.

Listen to the whispers that mingle with the dawn and dusk.

Feng Jin closed her eyes, clasped her hands together in front of her chest, and began her unique chanting.

"Through the cracks of memory, O gentle spirit, please once again send down the healing rain for me and for all of us, and hold up that clear sky!"

As the last syllable fell, soft pink light gathered in front of her, and a small, pink and white pegasus that could be held in one's arms appeared out of thin air, affectionately nuzzling Feng Jin's cheek.

However, the next second, to Tifa and Robin's astonishment, Ika's figure rapidly grew in the light, transforming from an adorable mascot into a magnificent Pegasus, powerful enough to carry a person.

Fen Yu nodded to Feng Jin, then cleanly and nimbly flipped over and mounted Xiao Yika's back.

He turned around, gave his four companions a confident smile, and waved.

"Watch closely, the show is about to begin."

Violet, Jeanne, Robin, and Tifa stood on the plain, watching as Fenyu rode Little Ika into the sky and quickly disappeared into the clouds, like an arrow shot from a bow, heading towards the distant ancient city.

That's their tactic.

A direct assault on the city? That's too inefficient.

With only five people, engaging in a traditional siege warfare would be tantamount to throwing eggs against rocks; it's pure BabyBus behavior.

Therefore, from the very beginning, Fenyu had only one goal—an aerial surprise attack.

"Hey, hey, hey, you can do that? You're something else, Fucarus!"

Inside the Tower of Babel, seeing the celestial horse soaring upwards in the mirror, Loki was the first to let out a strange cry, his face full of excitement as if he didn't want to miss out on a good show.

The gods present were all surprised; none of them had expected that the Fukaros Familia would have such a trick up their sleeve.

"That's amazing! But can he do it alone? Launching an air attack by himself is too reckless. The enemy has more than a hundred people."

"This is outrageous, it's practically suicidal."

Throughout Orario, surprise, excitement, and skepticism had already spread among the crowd.

The "divine mirror" floating in the air clearly reflects the figure of the celestial horse flying in the sky.

"By the way, what is that flying horse? Is it a summoning spell? Ganesha, what do you think?"

"The live broadcaster, Ibrahim, shouted at the top of his lungs."

"That is—I am Ganesha!!"

"If you're not planning on giving a commentary, then hurry up and go back, God Ganesha!!" Ibli complained in frustration.

The live broadcast and commentary in the guild's forecourt were at full throttle, with the amplified dialogue echoing throughout the city, creating a joyful atmosphere.

Then they saw it.

I saw the sun descending from the sky, a sun powerful enough to burn my retina.

They witnessed the destructive shockwave that shattered everything and distorted the image in the Divine Mirror.

They also saw members of the Apollo clan being torn apart, burned, and turned to ashes amidst the flames and impacts.

In that instant, the entire city of Orario fell into a deathly silence.

The adventurers in the tavern, who were raising their glasses in anticipation of cheers, froze in mid-air. The gamblers on the street, their faces flushed and clutching betting tickets, were speechless. Even Ibli, who had been ranting and raving just moments before, was now mouth agape, unable to utter a single word.

On the Tower of Babel.

"Clang"

The crystal goblet slipped limply from Apollo's hand and shattered on the polished floor.

The crimson wine splashed onto his magnificent robes, but he no longer cared.

He stared intently at the divine mirror, his handsome face contorted with extreme anger and disbelief.