Strongest Grimoire Of The Gods

'Tsk... he's way too fast.' Tyr thought to himself, blink stepping forward to avoid being caught off guard.

He quickly turned to see where Race had landed, but was surprised to see that the Hunter was nowhere to be seen.

'Too fast... it must have something to do with his Ancestral Ability.' Tyr felt a slight breeze of wind behind his back, signaling him to duck below just in time to avoid a devastating roundhouse kick.

Race's foot was burning with a bright red flame, signaling to Tyr that speed from the feet was the young man's main ability.

'I need to power up fully before I even have a chance to defeat him. According to his level, he must have a minimum average of 180 in all stats.'

Tyr immediately activated his Full Golden Body.

[You have gained immunity to all water damage.]

[You have gained immunity to all fire damage.]

[You have gained immunity to all wind damage.]

[You have gained immunity to all diseases.]

[You have gained immunity to all mental attacks.]

[Your defenses have increased by 2x]

[Vitality: 142/142-->284]

Right now, all of Tyr's attention was on battling Race, so his Ancestral Aura concentrated only on the opponent he was going against.

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The others slowly recovered from their devastation, eventually finding their bearings before staying back and witnessing the battle unfolding in front of them.

Tyr sprinted forward, hoping to buy himself enough time to wait out the cooldown for Blink Step.

'I only managed to dodge that last one because I felt the wind. I don't know if I will get that opportunity again.'

Just as those thoughts finished in his mind, Tyr felt another gust of wind to his left.

He attempted to block this one, but looking to the left, he saw that it was a feint that he had detected.

A powerful kick landed on his left shoulder, propelling him several feet to the side and into the tables.

Tyr quickly recovered, 'Shoulder shots hurt, but they aren't too dangerous. Thankfully I have this extra health... but defense is only half of it.'

'Soul Mend: Polaris Tiger.'

[All of your stats except for Aura are 1.5X for the next 30 seconds.]

[Vitality: 252/284-->378/426]

'As I expected... they stack.'

[Strength: 152-->228]

[Stamina: 136/136-->204]

[Speed: 137-->206]

Tyr's eyes expanded in amazement as he saw these stats, a smile playing at his lips, 'Holy fuck... I'm strong as hell.'

He felt a wind from the left, allowing him to predict Race's kick. In a split second, he grabbed Race's shin right before it hit the side of his temple.

Race struggled in mid-air, Tyr's smile expanding, 'I only have 28 seconds left... I'll end it within this timeframe.'

The force of Race's kick was absorbed by Tyr's massive health pool, and the flames on his feet were rendered useless due to Tyr's Full Golden Body.

As Race saw how effortlessly Tyr caught his leg, his eyebrows furrowed in shock and confusion.

"You bastard!" He aggressively pulled his leg back, standing in front of Tyr, "How did you catch that? It was even stronger than the one I hit you with before, which sent you flying!" A second of pause later, Race panted with fury, "You've been playing weak, haven't you? I don't need your pity! Don't play around with me, I'll kill you!"

Race lifted his leg, faking a front kick before sliding forward with his rear leg and thrusting his front knee forward at Tyr's ribs.

Tyr looked down, slamming his fist on the knee as Race's body flew forward.

Tyr swung his head down, smashing his forehead directly into Race's incoming nose and crushing it with ease.

Coughing blood, Race backed up, one eye closed and a pain-filled expression, "Argh!" He roundhouse kicked, but Tyr grabbed it and swung it forward with its momentum, forcing Race to fall onto his bum.

Race attempted to push himself away in order to get space so that he could stand up, but Tyr stepped on one of Race's feet, immobilizing him.

Race looked up at Tyr, "... Do it! Hit me!"

Tyr paused. The last thing Race saw was Tyr's maniacal face with wide eyes and a bright smirk before he felt a low kick smash his skull from the side--instantly fracturing his cranium and knocking him out.

Tyr felt a thrill of exhilaration surge through his bones, 'It feels so good... to display justice.' He looked at Race's fallen body, 'It would be great to kill him... he deserves to die, and he would be a lot of exp as well. But I don't think I'm in the right state to do that as I am now.'

He took a step back, his gaze scanning through the crowd of onlooking Hunters as their eyes darted to the side and to the ground.

'Fuck... please don't target me next.'

'He's... insane. How did he beat Race so easily!?'

'Race... was beaten?'

'He's frightening.'

'A demon...'

'Just how strong is he?'

Suyo gulped as he stared at Tyr from afar, 'He beat the king of this section that easily...' Tears began to swell up in his eyes, 'All those bullies in this horrible hierarchy of evilness and power. All of them looked up to their leaders, and all of those leaders looked up to Race as the most powerful figure here. No one dared to talk back to him, let alone take him on in a fight... yet, Tyr fought him. He beat him... he beat his ass.'

Suyo couldn't believe what he was seeing.

Tyr finally spoke: "All of you!" He exclaimed, "Do you know how filthy and annoying this place was when I first walked in?" His voice was loud and dominating.

Even without his Ancestral Aura, the way in which he carried himself and the tone in which he spoke was demanding, like an order from a general.

Everyone squirmed at his presence, unable to respond.

"If I walk into this canteen again and ever see anything that was happening today, I take my time dismantling each and every one of your bones and tendons until you are paralyzed and can never even walk--no, until you will have to ask for help even to take a shit or a piss! Is that understood!?"

"YES!" A resounding roar erupted from the crowd instantly, as if they had been waiting to behave. Everyone in that room felt frozen, unable to move unless Tyr gave them permission.

"Now fuck off." Tyr said, everyone immediately running out of the canteen.

Suyo was the last one to leave. He ran up to Tyr before leaving:

"You... you did all of that to save me--"

"Shut the fuck up." Tyr exclaimed, "I don't give a damn about you. Now go." Tyr moved past him, completely ignoring the young Hunter.

Suyo was struck with disbelief, but quickly gathered himself and left the canteen as well.

'Tsk... why the hell does he think I acted for him? I have no clue who he even is... I acted because this orange-haired cunt pissed me off. It's clear to see that everyone is taking advantage of each other and doing these disgusting things like stripping people naked and burning marks on them after learning from this bastard... I don't want to see anything inspired by him in my section.'

He stared at Race, "I'm lucky huh? You're far more lucky than me... any other place, and I would have killed you without a second thought."