Fairy's Chess Game

Chapter 375 The War Is Over
Woz's voice was not loud, but it seemed to ring in everyone's ears.

Everyone was silent, and even the companions around Woz subconsciously retreated, instinctively avoiding the danger of their lives.

"Cough, cough..." Woz covered his mouth and coughed violently, spat out the blood in his chest, and shouted again in a hoarse voice, "I ask you, what are you!"

"The Betrayer! We are Judas the Betrayer!"

In the pool of blood under Woz's feet, a large cloud of blood mist suddenly rose, turning into dense ghosts. The 49 fanatics screamed, as if thunder exploded on the flat ground!
The tens of thousands of troops facing the enemy suddenly found that they could not take a step forward. Everyone seemed to be frozen in place—they were all dominated by fear and despair from the depths of their souls.

Woz gave a cruel smile and tried to straighten up and look forward.Because there are so many enemies in front of him, he has no scruples, and wantonly urged all the power of the "fanatic", setting off a bloody wave and bringing endless killings!
The 49 fanatics, bathed in the blood of pagans, cheered, chanted songs from the Bible, and shouted His name.

The crimson wave spread forward at an astonishing speed, almost swallowing half of the city in the blink of an eye.The legions of the Alvarez Empire were completely overwhelmed!

The bloody half of the city was reduced to hell in an instant, showing the world the purest killing.There, tens of thousands of human beings gave up all resistance and were killed "willingly".Although their bodies couldn't help trembling, their faces showed the crazy joy of fanatics, almost welcoming death with joy.

A huge army of 10 people disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye under Woz's terrifying magic...

No one dared to approach Woz at this time. Even though driven by Woz's strong will, none of the fanatics turned back to attack their own people, but the instinctive fear in people's hearts still prevented them from approaching the man who had become the "ghost of death".

Halfway through the recitation of the spell, Woz almost spat out a mouthful of blood—this powerful magic also requires an equally huge price.

The cost of casting blood magic is blood, in other words, it is the soul of the mage—Woz is overdrawing his own vitality to maintain the progress of the spell.

……

"Until... the Day of Revelation!"

Exhausted with the last of his strength, Woz ended his spellcasting.

The fanatics turned to the sky and howled, screaming unwillingly, turning into a thick blood mist and rolling back into Woz's body.

The biting cold wind blew across Harujion, and a strong smell of blood stirred up people's bodies, as if they had just woken up from a nightmare.

The city was dead silent, except for the breathing and heartbeat of more than 100 people, there was no other "noise".

In front of him, the broad street was covered with the corpses of the enemy soldiers.Every corpse is as haggard as a mummy, and it doesn't want to look like it just died.

Their blood was drawn out and splashed wantonly on the ground, walls, and roofs... half of the city was stained with blood!
Woz looked at the scene in front of him indifferently, and turned his head slightly to look in the direction of the port.

There and beyond the sea, there are still more enemy troops staying.But when Woz's sight swept to this side, the remaining half of the fleet on the sea suddenly unanchored and set sail, and fled to the distance without looking back.

The Alvarez Empire withdraws.

Since then, the huge war led by Twelve Shields can finally come to an end.Across the world, Alvarez, the magical military empire that unified the entire Western Continent, has declared a complete failure.

……

When he woke up again, Woz found himself lying on the hospital bed.Without opening his eyes, Woz knew that he was lying in the guild's infirmary just by the bitter fragrance of the disinfectant and Mr. Polyuschka's special medicine.

After releasing the Curse of the Zealots to slaughter the entire landing army of the enemy and scare off the sea army, the related memories are a little fuzzy.Didn't he pass out from then on?
I don't know what's going on now...Woz is still worried.Defeating the invasion of the Alvarez Empire doesn't mean the battle is over - at least for me.

The Black Dragon King, Jeref, the chess player, and the final god... The chess game is far from over, at most it can only be regarded as the middle game.

"I hope I won't be in a coma for too long..." Woz murmured softly, opening his eyes and getting ready.

"Don't worry, it's just getting dark now, and you only slept for one afternoon." Mirajane sat on the edge of the bed, looking at him tenderly.

Woz wasn't surprised by this either, but he hesitated a little and asked, "Is your injury... all right?"

"Of course, Woz underestimated the self-healing ability brought by the soul of Satan!" Mirajane showed an angry expression, "Also, Woz, you are not willing to let Akunorollia really hurt me Bar?"

The smart girl of Ice and Snow has seen through Woz's little tricks, and she can't help but feel a little bit aggrieved: "I said a long time ago that I will fight side by side with you, and you must not leave me behind in any way!"

"This is different..." Woz shook his head, "From now on, the enemy I am facing is completely another level."

"But that's what I'm fighting for, isn't it?" Mirajane said, "I'm your only pawn...Master Chess Player."

Woz smiled wryly and shook his head: "It's up to you. But you still have to protect yourself first. Believe that I can handle everything. I don't want no one to share the joy when I win."

Meerajane smiled happily, and embraced Woz with open arms.

"Woz, you liar!" Mirajane whispered in Woz's ear, "You'll still leave me to fight alone, right? Because you'd rather let me get hurt than let me join your fight Woolen cloth."

"However, the legs are on my body, so you can't stop me from doing anything." The silver-haired girl smiled slyly, "Woz, you can't stop me, you don't want to really hurt me."

Then, she heard Woz sigh helplessly.

After a short gentle rest, the two left the infirmary and came to the hall downstairs.

The cups and dishes in the guild were messed up, and it was obvious at a glance that they had just held a big victory party.

Although many people died in the war, the dull and sad atmosphere will never be the main theme of this guild.As long as everyone gathers together, even a funeral will be full of joy and revelry—only afterwards, when they mourn at the grave of their companions alone, the goblins will release all their sorrows.

For Fairy Tail, being alive is more important than anything else.Isn't the so-called guild a place where everyone can live better?

As a member of Fairy Tail, Woz was well aware of the guild's customs, so he wasn't surprised.

But at the moment everyone's atmosphere is a little different.It is not like the joy of victory after a great war, nor the sorrow of leaving a companion.What's more, it's a kind of bewilderment and fear...

"What's the matter with you?" Woz couldn't help asking, "Is there anything in this world that can scare you?"

"Hmph, that's really arrogant." Irene commented disdainfully, wearing a magic restraint device, she also mixed in the crowd, and the two women, Erza and Brandish, looked at her.

Irene sneered and said, "There is really nothing more terrifying in this world. What is scary is this world itself... Our world is about to be destroyed!"

President Makarov gulped down his wine and said drunkenly: "Now Akunorollia is gradually destroying the world, and two principalities have been razed to the ground. I believe it will not be long before the entire Ishgar continent will all fall.”

Lucy in the future added: "This is not the most terrible thing. The really bad thing is that the black dragon is just a tool to destroy the world. It is our god, An An, who really wants to destroy the world of Aslant. Xeram. God who made us does not love her children!"

Woz looked at her and asked, "That god is... right?"

Woz had already guessed the true identity of the "god", but the mighty power of the god itself prevented him from saying that name.Or rather, Woz said the name, but no one could hear it.

But Future Lucy knows what Woz wants to say.A pair of bright eyes looked at Woz carefully and nodded seriously.

Woz laughed suddenly, walked over and patted her on the head, Lucy sat down involuntarily in the future, and looked up at him in surprise.

"Don't worry, she won't really destroy the world." Woz said affirmatively, "...as long as you can beat her in the chess game."

(End of this chapter)