Chapter 35 : Immortal Demon King!

Erigor's countenance twisted into a grotesque expression. He was the notorious 'Death' Erigor, yet here he was, being disregarded by a mere upstart from Fairy Tail.

"Boom!"

Erigor emanated formidable magic, a tempest swirling around his frame.

His index and middle fingers on both arms aligned alongside his body, continuously condensing magical power toward their tips.

"You wretched brat! No matter what kind of beast you fancy yourself to be, or how resilient your flesh, you'll be torn asunder by this technique!"

"Suffer it, you little brat!"

"Evergreen Speed!"

Erigor's four fingers converged, forming a cross.

A sharply compressed wind blade, laden with immense force, surged toward Kyros.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Wherever the wind blade passed, destruction followed, even slicing through the railroad tracks beneath them.

"Kyros! Watch out!" Lucy couldn't contain her concern witnessing the ferociousness of the attack.

Kyros was sent hurtling by the onslaught, crashing into a nearby train.

"Crack! Crash!"

The train, too, was torn apart by the force of the wind blade.

"Kyros!"

"Hahaha! Foolish brat! Your demise is assured this time! It's remarkable that you've managed to withstand my magical onslaught, but that ends now."

Suddenly, Kyros rose to his feet.

"What?!"

Nearly everyone's eyes widened in disbelief.

"He's alive?!"

"No! Not just alive, he's completely unscathed!"

"Impossible! That was Mr. Erigor's most potent magic!"...

Lucy's incredulous gaze mirrored the sentiment of everyone in Eisenwald. "Kyros can't be unharmed by this, can he?!"

"This lad has truly grown stronger." Erza, who hadn't sparred with Kyros in a while, noted his continuous dedication to training throughout the year.

"I'm itching for a showdown with Kyros!" Natsu expressed his desire to challenge Kyros upon witnessing his newfound strength.

Happy interjected bluntly, "Natsu stands no chance against Kyros."

Kyros rotated his neck, flashing a smile at Erigor. "Being alive is quite vexing."

"No!... This can't be! I refuse to believe my most potent attack failed to harm you! Who are you?!!"

Suddenly, Karacka pointed at Kyros, his voice trembling with horror. "I... I... I know! Long black hair, cyan insignia, wielding a pitch-black mace, an indestructible monster! You... you're the 'Immortal Demon King' – Kyros!!"

"What?!"

"Isn't that a legend?!"

"How could it be true!"

"This... why has such a powerful figure appeared here?!"

"It's over... we're truly finished!"...

The expressions of everyone in Eisenwald changed dramatically. Many had heard of Kyros's reputation, but few had actually seen him, considering him more of an unsubstantiated legend.

"Immortal Demon King?" Lucy was very curious.

"Happy" chimed in: "That's Kyros's moniker."

In recent years, Kyros had not only explored the map but had also undertaken numerous tasks, most of which were outside the Kingdom of Fiore. Due to his exceptional strength, no opponent could defeat him, leading to the title of "Immortal Demon King" bestowed upon him by the members of Fairy Tail.

Kyros grimaced upon hearing this title. Who on earth had given him such a moniker? "Immortal Demon King" sounded distasteful to him, almost dehumanizing.

This was the world of magic, not an Eastern fantasy. Such titles belonged to villains in fantasy novels who met their end at the hands of the protagonist.

Erigor's face contorted into a grimace. He, too, had heard of the 'Immortal Demon King' Kyros. Rumor had it that he had single-handedly decimated thousands in battle without sustaining any injuries, earning himself the title of 'Immortal Demon King'.

Never had he expected to encounter him at this critical juncture.

"Damn it, we're so close," he thought, his plans nearly within reach.

"It seems you've run out of tricks; it's time to put an end to this," Kyros said to Erigor.

"You insolent brat! Even if you're the 'Immortal Demon King,' you won't prevail! Though I may not be able to kill you, your attacks can't penetrate my Storm Jacket's defense..."

Swish!

In an instant, Kyros was beside Erigor, his mace enveloped in a formidable aura.

"So swift!" Erigor's expression shifted as Kyros suddenly appeared beside him.

"Thundering Gossip!"

Kyros's mace struck Erigor's face.

"Bang!"

"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!"

Erigor screamed, his visage contorted, the storm jacket enveloping his body shattered instantly, and he was sent flying backwards like a baseball.

"Boom boom boom!"

Erigor's body continuously smashed against the train carriage, finally collapsing to the ground, unconscious.

Kyros pouted and remarked, "I don't have any fancy skills, yet I'm still making a statement."

The entire Eisenwald faction was left dumbfounded. Their top ace, the formidable wizard of Eisenwald guild, Erigor the 'Death God,' had been defeated with a single blow. How could they dare to resist?

All remaining members of Eisenwald knelt on the ground, hands raised in surrender, and declared, "We surrender!"

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