Strongest Grimoire Of The Gods

Chapter 123: Holy Fuck

With that, Ha lunged forward--attempting to grab Tyr with both hands.

However, Tyr ducked below and slipped out of the way, causing the big brute to stumble forward slightly before quickly turning on his heel.

An amused and slight reaction resounded from the crowd as they saw this.

Tyr made some space between him and Ha, allowing the big man to turn.

"You are fast, I'll give you that. It may take me a while to catch you, but when I do... it won't be pleasant." Ha said, brushing off the small mistake.

"Oh no... you have it all wrong." Tyr replied, confusing Ha and the crowd, "I won't want to extend this for long. After all, this is not enough to be worthy of being called a fight for me." He spoke the truth.

"Hrugh." Ha exclaimed under his breath, snarling at the boy, "You want a painful loss I see..."

At that moment, Ha ripped a hair out from his arm and threw it into the air.

He reached forward, grabbing the hair in mid air as it suddenly transformed into a long bone spear in his hand.

"Unsheath your weapon!" He roared while storming forward, causing the crowd to erupt in a resounding cheer.

While excitement was at an all-high, Tyr took in a deep breath.

Hanzo and the others stood there with confident expressions on their faces.

Helas had his arms crossed, his brows furrowed and his eyes squinted--taking note of each of the boy's movements.

'Ancestral Presence.' Tyr said to himself at that moment, triggering his own emotions and unleashing a burst of spiritual energy from his glabella. He understood that he had the ability to either target the energy at a single person, or multiple. Right now, he decided to let it loose, but mainly target Ha.

...

Ha's chin raised, his eyes widening as he noticed a tsunami coming from Tyr and nearly about to crash onto him.

He halted in his tracks, taking several feet back as his maw gaped with awe and shock.

The tsunami transformed into a horrifying beast and crashed into him, forcing him to his knees at once.

The weight did not stop there, continuously crashing onto his shoulders as though gravity itself had increased by several times fold.

His muscles all cramped up, his bones attempting to implode under the pressure.

His brain felt as though it was being squeezed by a pair of hands as hard as possible, and his vision was extremely blurry.

Despite all of this, the worst thing that Ha was experiencing at that moment was an impending, unfathomable, crippling feeling of utter doom that loomed over him.

It was a fear that he had never experienced before in his entire life, one that he wanted to jump out of his own skin to escape from.

He had no thoughts in his mind and body right now other than to escape.

Flight or fight had already activated, and flight had been his long-chosen primal instinct.

A beast. A monster. A creature... a demon so powerful that it could swallow him whole. Such a being was in front of him at this very moment, already beginning to melt his skin from its sheer piercing gaze.

Ha's eyes were expanded like two large planets, his pupils dancing in shock, the hairs on his arms raised, and his entire body suddenly drenched in sweat.

All of this occurred in the span of... 3 seconds.

Of course, what everyone else saw was the large man suddenly falling onto his knees and panting with fear as he profusely began to sweat.

However, the crowd also felt an immensely terrifying, ruthless energy exude from the boy out of nowhere.

Finally, Ha barely managed to raise his head and look at Tyr.

The young man seemed to be hundreds of meters away from him, like a dark figure standing atop a hill.

Behind him was a golden glow, as if he were outlined by the sun itself.

"Y-you..." He began to utter, "Are no mortal." He said, traumatized by the overwhelming experience.

Helas's eyes flew wide open as he heard Ha say this.

'The fearsome aura I felt... must have been scratch in comparison to Ha's experience.' He looked at Tyr, 'What a terrifying boy... it's good that he is on the side of good. Who knows the travesty he would cause otherwise...'

Tyr stopped the Ancestral Presence at that moment, allowing everyone to breathe easier.

Ha dropped flat onto his back, panting heavily as though he just ran 10 miles.

The crowd was silent, a complete switch from before. Another complete switch was the look in their eyes.

They were still staring at Tyr as they were before, but the only difference was that instead of disdain, or pity, their eyes were now filled with respect, confusion, intrigue, and most of all, fear.

"If... its not obvious already, I fucking yield." Ha said at that moment, making the crowd burst out into a peal of laughter. Yet, their eyes still refused to move away from Tyr.

Tyr smiled, "Im sorry I made you go through that." He said, giving a hand to the large man.

Ha stared at the boys hand and then back at his face, before taking it.

"I better accept... if I know what's good for me." He joked, rising up to his feet.

He then bowed his head, "Im sorry I doubted you... you're a monster, man."

Ha's tone was completely different from before. Tyr was no longer like an outsider, and was spoken to with a friendly voice.

Helas stepped forward as Ha made his way back into the crowd.

Tyr turned to face the lrax.

"Sir," Tyr said, "Do you trust me enough now?"

Helas stopped and paused. The crowd quieted down, as everyone stared with anticipation.

And then, a smile suddenly appeared on his face, "You won, didn't you? Of course, I trust you!" He laughed, giving Tyr a hug and a pat on the back.

Tyr scoffed slightly with relief, 'The bastard was testing me with his rough attitude. But... that makes me respect him even more. He clearly takes his job and the safety of his ranks quite seriously. Thats a very good trait in a leader.'

Helas walked back toward the marquee: "Now... lets prepare you and your teams positions in the raid tommorow. If they are even a quarter of your strength, they will be of great assistance."

As Helas walked past Reana, she didn't translate that part to Hanzo and the others.

"Uh... Reana? Are you going to translate?" Noa asked, slightly confused.

Reana, however, was staring at Tyr with a stunned expression: "Holy... fuck." She finally said.