The Fukaros Familia, starting from DanMachi.

Chapter 145 Silence Returns

"Fukaros—!!"

Apollo let out a beastly roar.

Even without the Divine Mirror, he could clearly sense that just a moment ago, several connections to the blessings had been severed.

Those were his children, his treasures; their souls have returned to heaven.

"This is the war you started, Apollo."

Fukalos's icy gaze swept over the distorted face, her tone devoid of any warmth.

Although Apollo was wicked and disgusting, he truly loved the children of his clan, each one a precious treasure he had painstakingly sought out.

But so what?

Anyone who dares to set their sights on Fen Yu will pay a bloody price.

The saying goes, "Kill the chicken to make a monkey," and the Apollo Clan is the chicken chosen by Burning Feather to be used as all the monkeys.

"you----"

Apollo opened his mouth wide, but found that he couldn't say a word.

"Oh----"

Hermes pressed down on the brim of his hat, the shadow of which obscured most of his face, only the uncontrollable upward curve of his lips betraying his extreme excitement.

He stared intently at the figure in the mirror, enveloped in flames and resembling a human torch.

"Come on, Burning Feather—show me more interesting scenes!"

He murmured to himself in a low voice that only he could hear.

As for the fallen members of the Apollo Familia, what war game in the past hasn't resulted in casualties? The gods are already used to it; only the guilds get really upset.

For them, this sudden bloody opening only made the "game" more exciting.

Just then, the image in the magic mirror changed again.

Amidst the devastated ruins, the surviving members of the Apollo Familia recovered from their shock and fear.

Their faces were filled with endless anger and hatred.

The Apollo clan's counterattack has begun.

The gods and everyone in Orario stared wide-eyed at the divine mirror.

The smoke and dust from the terrifying explosion had not yet cleared, and the Apollo Familia members, including their leader Yashintos, who were guarding the city walls or in the central area of ​​the castle, were all terrified by the sudden and devastating attack.

After a brief moment of stunned silence, they snapped out of it and roared as they charged toward the center of the explosion.

Then they saw the scene of utter devastation, like a painting of hell.

The scorched earth, the collapsed buildings, and—those companions struggling in the flames, buried under the rubble, or even who had already lost their breath.

"You bastard! How dare you—!!"

Upon seeing this, the eyes of the surviving members of the Apollo Familia instantly turned blood red.

Endless anger and hatred erupted in their hearts like a volcano, instantly breaching the dam of reason.

Apollo's order to "capture alive"? They had long since forgotten about it.

"Kill him!"

"Avenge our brothers!!"

A dozen or so archmages at the rear immediately began their incantations, and magic circles of various colors lit up at the tips of their staffs.

Fireballs, storms, lightning, ice blades, poisonous mist—more than a dozen magical attacks, brimming with killing intent, formed a deadly net from all directions, sweeping over the only figure standing in the ruins.

"My God, this is a concentrated attack to wipe them out instantly!"

"Oh no, Barbie Q is done for. Even at Lv.3, she can't withstand this kind of saturation attack."

Upon seeing this scene, both Eina and the others who were holding their breath for Fen Yu in front of the Divine Mirror, and the gamblers in the tavern who had just placed their bets, exclaimed in surprise.

Even Apollo on the Tower of Babel showed signs of panic.

Burning Feather did kill his clan's children, but he still wanted Burning Feather alive.

However, facing this magical torrent that was capable of destroying everything, Fen Yu, who was at the center of the storm, showed no emotion whatsoever.

The intense flames on his body receded like the tide, dispelling the [Eternal Flame] state.

Then, to everyone's astonishment, he slowly raised his hand as he faced the devastating barrage of magic projectiles and began another incantation.

The sound wasn't loud, but it was clearly transmitted to the ears of every person in Orario through the Divine Mirror.

Peace of the soul.

Enchanted spell [Garden of Tranquility] activated!

An invisible stream of magic instantly enveloped his body.

The next moment, an unbelievable scene unfolded.

All magical attacks that came within a meter of him, whether they were raging fireballs, sharp ice blades, or poisonous smoke, seemed to crash into an invisible wall of sighs. They were silently decomposed and nullified the moment they made contact, eventually turning into countless dazzling magical specks that slowly dissipated into the air like fireflies on a summer night.

At this moment, the entire city of Orario fell into a deathly silence once again.

If the meteorite fall just now was a physical shock, then what we are seeing now is a conceptual upheaval.

"This...this magic...it seems...somewhat familiar?"

On the Tower of Babel, a god spoke hesitantly, breaking the eerie silence.

"Immune to all magic—and that ridiculously short incantation—Silence" —

The voice of another god trembled.

"Are you kidding me? Why does he know that monster's magic?! Wasn't that something that should have disappeared six years ago?!"

Not only the gods were deeply shocked.

In the Twilight Mansion, Riveria, who had been sitting upright, suddenly stood up, her emerald eyes filled with disbelief, and blurted out that long-forgotten name: "—Alphia!"

Freya Familia Headquarters, Battle Wilderness.

Freya, the goddess of beauty who had been lounging lazily on the sofa, suddenly sharpened her gaze the moment she saw the magic.

She was far too familiar with this magic and with that woman.

Because she had once been defeated by the Hera Familia, who ruled over Orario, she was ultimately bound to this city.

Alphia was one of the highest-ranking members of the Hera Familia, the strongest of that era, and the "Silent" witch who transformed into the "necessary evil" during the "Great Struggle" six years ago, bringing endless despair to the entire Orario.

Inside the "Abundant Mistress" tavern.

Liu stared in shock, her eyes widening, and the plate in her hand crashed to the ground.

As one of the people on whom Alphia entrusted her hopes at the last moment, and as one of the very few who witnessed the witch's final demise, how could she possibly forget this magic?

This is not some similar magic, but a magic belonging to "Silence" Alphia, with even the incantation being exactly the same.

Who is he? And why does he know this magic?!

Countless questions exploded in the minds of all those in the know, like thunderclaps.

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