Harry stared intently at Fenrir and Hati. The two wolves, one larger than the other, looked truly ferocious. Their fur was dark in some places, especially their heads, and gray around their bodies. Two horns sprouted from their shoulders, one on each.
It had been a few days since Harry had had a battle, but he certainly hadn't stopped researching magic. Even more so since he could remember it perfectly with Memory Make. Such useful magic, Harry certainly wouldn't waste it.
"Roooaarr!!" Fenrir growled and was about to leap forward, but Harry immediately unleashed his Conqueror's Haki. The momentum shook the ground as Hati came to a complete stop, staring at Harry as if he were a predator. Fenrir, however, narrowed his eyes and looked more carefully at Harry. He didn't seem intimidated, but he did pause, as if he were truly sizing Harry up carefully.
Harry raised his eyebrows as he sensed an attack was coming soon. Then, large wings with yellowish-brown feathers appeared from his back, and he immediately took to the air. Just in time to avoid a massive roar from Fenrir. The wind had been flung forward with that roar, shattering the ground where Harry had been standing.
"Hmm... Interesting," Harry muttered as he twisted to the side, avoiding Hati's bite.
"Apparently, they can fight properly together. They haven't communicated, at least not verbally or with growls. Perhaps mentally? It could also simply be instinct," Harry muttered as he carefully observed the two mythical creatures.
Placing two fingers on his chin, Harry raised his head slightly, looking down at the two wolves, Fenrir and Hati. His eyes shone more brightly than usual; it was as if he could see through them easily.
Fenrir could no longer resist. He was different from the rest. His awareness and intelligence were on par with a human. His pride was even greater. In the past, he had fought gods, he had been one of the most powerful beings in the world, and even if he was no longer one, seeing a human looking down on him... It infuriated him!
Using all his power, Fenrir's paws tore the ground as he leaped toward Harry to destroy his body with his powerful god-killing fangs.
But he was shocked...
Just as he was about to reach his target, he suddenly stopped. His body froze in midair in front of Harry, unable to move a single inch. Fenrir's bold, angry eyes stared into Harry's calm, green orbs.
Then he knew: the boy in front of him had done something.
And he wasn't wrong. This was thanks to one of Harry's rewards he had been able to obtain a while back: Eyes of the Wizard King. These eyes of his allowed him to use the magic he knew with just a single glance. They were eyes capable of casting magic, without the need to emit beams of light or any evidence of a spell being used.
Everything within their range of vision was at the mercy of Harry's magic!
And right now, Harry had used two spells: Immobulus and Wingardium Leviosa. With just two simple spells, Fenrir had been stopped without a problem.
"Good. Now we use the magic of this world," Harry mutters quietly to himself, raising a hand forward, causing several magic circles to emerge around Fenrir.
Actually, Harry could have used Rupture to kill Fenrir. Even if the beast had a resistance to magic, he would still be able to get enough through to destroy its organs. But he didn't want to kill Fenrir, at least not now.
"Oh!" Harry moved, narrowly avoiding Hati. And in a swift movement, he moved one of his wings to hit the wolf's back hard, knocking him to the ground.
"Grrr!" Fenrir growled angrily, trying to break free from Harry's magical bond, but it seemed impossible. After all, the sheer amount of magic Harry possessed was simply absurd. The number of magical particles in this world was already incredibly greater than his own, in addition to other things. Well, to put it briefly, there was a lot more magic Harry could do things with, plus it increased his reserves.
If Harry had been a lake before, he was now an ocean.
But when Harry remembered something, he looked at Fenrir as if he were a vast fountain of treasure.
Taking out Silver Horn, he fired immediately, without hesitation.
Fenrir swelled for a moment before his skin split open and jets of blood exploded from the inside out. His teeth shattered, and Harry saved them before they fell out. Harry then used his magic to increase his strength and ignore any pain.
"Berserk..." A red aura surrounded him as he aimed once more, using Regrowth, completely healing Fenrir. But when Fenrir seemed confused, he once again felt the pain, causing his body to explode in pieces. More teeth fell out, as did pieces of skin and the horns on his shoulders.
"Regrowth"
"Rupture..."
"Regrowth..."
Harry continued again and again, tearing the mythical god-slaying wolf apart before it could heal him. Every part of Fenrir's body was being harvested, leaving only the bare minimum to be able to use Regrowth effectively.
At that moment, Fenrir, the god-slaying wolf, was simply a source of interesting and powerful materials.
Hati, who had been about to attack, sensed the danger immediately. She didn't even want to get close. She simply watched as Fenrir was torn apart again and again, his body parts being picked off like simple cabbages.
For the first time in a long time, the two wolves felt what it was like to have a predator standing before them.
"That boy is a madman!" Odin exclaimed as he stood up, slamming his hands lightly on the table. He was surprised to see Fenrir being treated this way, especially from a human who only used magic. However, as he looked more closely and used his senses, he realized that the magic Harry was using wasn't so simple.
"Ah..." Sirzechs and Ajuka sweated slightly. They had spoken to Harry before, especially since the young human had a keen interest in matters related to magic and the supernatural. In fact, Ajuka was the most surprised when he asked for permission to research the evil pieces. It wasn't that he had figured out how they worked, but he had already unraveled the ways in which they were created and was slowly getting closer to that ultimate goal.
When it came to such things, Harry was a little... lethal? Surprising? Perhaps insane? Well, it couldn't be helped much. Fenrir's fangs could be very useful for creating interesting things, and his fur would also make for some things that were somewhat resistant to magic.
The mythical wolf, having lost count of how many times he had been ripped apart only to return to normal, looked at Harry in fear. His body was visibly trembling while his eyes turned slightly pale and shaky. Not a sound came from his mouth as he stood there, staring; waiting for his body to be ripped apart again.
"Hm... perhaps that's enough," Harry murmured, noticing that the spatial pocket he had magically created was somewhat full due to the fangs and fur, as well as organs and blood.
Fenrir, who heard him, swallowed hard as his mind raced through multiple thoughts. Right now, after perhaps hundreds of "deaths," Fenrir was afraid of the human in front of him.
"You can go if you wish," Harry said with a satisfied smile. But Fenrir didn't move.
"Perhaps you'd like to stay? Well, that's not a bad idea."
Fenrir could simply nod repeatedly as Harry dropped him as he himself descended to the ground. Hati, to one side, stood like a statue looking down at the ruthless human.
"And you?"
Hati could simply lie on the ground and show his belly, as if he were a normal pet. Harry smiled and nodded.
"BOOM!"
"Hmm?" Hearing the thunderous sound, Harry looked to the side before he sped off. He had seen Loki fly away while his head was bleeding. This was a good opportunity. The god Loki, after all, couldn't die. At least not at the hands of Rias or any of them. It was better to leave him to Odin, even if that left open the possibility that he would later escape.
Harry didn't want the death of a god to cause problems or tensions between the alliances. And that really was a possibility, even if Loki was causing problems. Those things were better left to the Norsemen themselves.
Then, taking out his wand, he pointed it at Loki as magic circles appeared as he used his anti-magic ability, creating an invisible cube that prevented the god from using magic. Then, those same magic circles created another multicolored cube, surrounding the god.
The cube consisted of two magics, while the magic circles that remained around it consisted of a single magic. The cube itself was created with sealing magic, preventing the special powers of something or someone, while restricting their movements at the same time. The other magic was security system magic. A magic that allowed the user to enhance their magical techniques, thus preventing them from being affected by the enemy.
Finally, the remaining magic circles surrounding the cube were defensive magic. This was nothing more than a method to prevent external attacks from destroying the cube from the outside. In this way, Loki was stopped from the inside out.
"It seems everything ended well," Odin let out a small sigh as he stood up once more. His single eye was fixed on Loki, who was unable to move as he bled constantly and glared at Rias with boundless hatred.
Now all that remained was to wait for the battle between the two remaining beasts and the Gremory group to end.
"Ascalon!" Issei exclaimed as he drew his sword while in his Balance Breaker state, charging at Misgardsormr.
"Ah..." Odin sighed a little as he sat down. Honestly, he was truly shocked by the Gremory group's display of power. A girl capable of damaging the body of a god with mere physical strength was even more terrifying because of her power of destruction. Her boyfriend, who could torture Fenrir into submission while smiling like an innocent child. Then there was the rest of the group, who were easily facing off against a powerful dragon and a wolf capable of harming gods, but to a lesser extent than Fenrir.
The good thing about all this is that now they would be allies.
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