Chapter 147 The Final Showdown

Robin also activated her "Harmonious Family" spiritual network, giving Burning Feather a god-like perspective, allowing her to see the entire battlefield's movements.

Joan of Arc, holding the spear prepared for her by Burning Feather, stood firmly by the side of Wind Violet and Robin.

Facing several Apollo Familia members who turned and charged at them, she casually swept her spear, creating several afterimages that instantly knocked them to the ground, rendering them unable to fight.

A few level 1 adventurers posed little threat to Jeanne.

"An incredibly long chant?! Interrupt him! Interrupt him now!!"

Sensing the increasingly terrifying, all-consuming magical energy emanating from Fen Yu, Yaxintos finally snapped out of his shock and roared with a contorted expression.

Having said that, he drew his crimson wave-shaped sword, ready to personally join the battle and interrupt Fen Yu's damned magic.

But he realized it too late.

As the incantation of Burning Feathers drew to a close, an incredibly complex magic circle that covered the entire plaza appeared out of thin air.

"clang"

A bell, seemingly from ancient times, resounded through the sky, and a colossal sound bell, composed of illusory light and shadow, slowly materialized in the center of the magic circle.

Upon seeing this, Daphne, who was being held tightly by Cassandra, felt the hairs on her body stand on end.

Without hesitation, she scooped up the still trembling Cassandra and fled frantically out of the city at the fastest speed she could muster.

"You bastard—!"

Yaxintos cursed loudly, turned and ran, faster than a rabbit.

Those Apollo clan members who were just moments ago full of enthusiasm were now as if they had been doused with ice water, breaking out in a cold sweat. They no longer cared about the encirclement and fled in panic like headless flies.

The next moment, as Fen Yu finished chanting the last syllable...

Let us weep, Holy Bell Tower!

The world has lost its voice.

Immediately afterwards, a devastating sonic boom, centered on the enormous sound bell, swept outwards in all directions. Wherever the invisible shockwave passed, the air was violently compressed and then exploded, and the earth was scraped away layer by layer.

From the Divine Mirror above Orario, the ancient city buildings within a radius of several hundred meters, centered on magic, along with the adventurers who hadn't had time to escape, were completely swallowed up by this invisible destructive force, leaving behind only a chilling, absolutely blank circular ruin.

Violet, Robin, and Tifa hid behind Joan of Arc, completely enveloped in golden light.

The defensive barrier "My Lord is Here" released by Joan of Arc shook violently under the impact of the invisible sonic boom, but because Fen Yu deliberately avoided their location, it ultimately withstood the impact steadily.

With a single blow, Apollo's entire clan was almost completely wiped out.

The entire city of Orario, from the gods atop the Tower of Babel to the thousands of spectators in the plaza, fell into a deathly silence.

Everyone stared, mouths agape, at the area in the mirror that had been forcibly erased from the ancient city, their minds blank.

After a long while, a trembling voice of a god echoed from the Tower of Babel.

"Are you kidding me? This is really a spell that a Level 2 mage can cast? The power is almost on par with a Level 5 archmage!!"

"Fukaros, what's wrong with your child? Why does he know that monster's magic? And did you cheat?"

Loki laughed so hard he almost fell over, slapping his thigh repeatedly.

Apollo stared blankly at the empty ruins, his expression shifting from twisted anger to deathly pale.

In the desolate ruins, a figure struggled to crawl out from the mountain of rubble.

It is Yaxintos.

His magnificent cloak was now tattered and torn, and he looked disheveled and miserable.

"Lucos!? Laon!? Casio!?"

Whether driven by anger or confusion, he hoarsely called out the names of his bandmates, but all he received in response was deathly silence and the wailing of the wind blowing through the ruins.

As the sandstorm gradually dissipated, a familiar arm and upper body, buried in the rubble, came into view, and Yaxintos froze completely.

—Total annihilation.

He was all alone.

This cruel reality, like a merciless hammer, completely shattered Yacintos's mental balance.

When the aerial walkway extending from the walled city in the distance collapsed and fell due to the aftershocks of the impact, he had reached his limit.

"Where are you!?"

He picked up the crimson wave-shaped sword and roared with all his might.

That man is still alive.

That chilling, bone-piercing fighting spirit clearly penetrated his senses even through the billowing smoke and dust.

He was certain of that.

My heart was pounding, and cold sweat was pouring from every pore on my body.

He turned his body several times, frantically looking around at the collapsed rubble with his already irrational mind.

Are you looking for me?

A calm voice came from ahead.

Amidst the smoke and dust, a figure whose surrounding air was distorted by the intense heat slowly approached – it was Fenyu, who had once again activated [Eternal Flame].

"Ahhhhhh"

Yaxingtos let out an inhuman roar, his whole body turning into a swift afterimage, instantly rushing towards Fenyu. The wave-shaped sword in his hand cut through the air, bringing with it a piercing sound of wind, and a powerful slash came down.

"clang--!"

With a crisp metallic clang, the burning flaming sword and the crimson wave-shaped sword clashed violently, scattering dazzling sparks.

"Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh!?"

In that instant, the entire Orario was in an uproar!

Adventurers, live broadcasters, and even the gods on the Tower of Babel are all included.

After the unexpected magical bombardment, what followed was a head-on duel between the two generals.

Everyone clenched their fists, their palms sweating, completely absorbed in the spectacle of this decisive battle.

"They're fighting! They're fighting! The final showdown of the ace! This is a hundred times more exciting than we expected!" Ibrahim roared wildly.

"I am Ganesha!"

The audience, caught up in a frenzy, let out incoherent shouts as they watched the battle unfold before them.

On the battlefield, the sounds of slashing attacks were incessant.

The weapons in both hands moved so fast that they became afterimages, and the strong winds generated by each collision further dispersed the surrounding dust.

The weapon's impact, so clear and despairing, pierced Yacintos's arm, leaving it numb.

The intense heat emanating from the other person caused his face to turn red and his forehead to be covered in sweat.

He felt the moisture in his body evaporating rapidly, and his lips were already chapped.

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