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"Form Shift: High-Power cha Transformation!"
Seeing their initial attacks fail, the remaining five finally got serious.
Val, the Judicator of the chanical Alchemists, imdiately transford into his most powerful robotic form.
Brandish, known by the title "Nation-Breaker," then used her transformation magic to enlarge Val to a towering height of ten thousand ters.
"Haha! Crush him for !"
The colossal robot Val extended his massive chanical hand and slamd it down toward George, as if trying to squash an ant.
Although he ranked low among the Twelve Guardian Shields, with Brandish—who was equally powerful—enhancing him with all her magic, even the Empire's Twin Pillars had to treat him cautiously.
"Whoa, what the hell—is this a Gundam now?!"
George looked up at the giant chanical hand descending from the sky and rapidly expanded his body.
"Luckily, I'm not any smaller than you."
Giant Magic activated, and in the blink of an eye, George's feline form also grew to ten thousand ters in height.
Their face-off looked like a cha-versus-Godzilla scene—no, Catzilla, to be precise.
"Even if you can grow bigger, how could flesh possibly compete with machinery?"
Seeing the tiny golden cat transform into a colossal one and block his attack with a paw, Val's expression shifted. His hands transford into pile drivers and launched a high-speed assault at George's feline face.
Behind him, a glowing magic circle flared to life, unleashing a barrage of alchemy-forged missiles aid to strike George from behind.
"Curve!"
Reacting swiftly, George willed the missiles coming from behind to arc away from his head, redirecting them straight into Val's face.
The magic missiles packed a punch, causing Val to stagger as half his face was blown off.
"Freeze!"
Before Val could process why his own missiles had gone off course or counterattack, he realized his body wouldn't move.
"With your body made entirely of tal, you're basically gift-wrapped."
George rose on his hind legs and unleashed a relentless flurry of slaps with his massive paws.
Monts later, Val was reduced to a pile of scattered chanical parts on the ground.
At that mont, a tide of black poison surged toward the orange cat like a flood—it was Death God Bradman, enraged by Val's defeat, activating his magic.
"Curse Art: Twilight of Heaven and Earth!"
Accompanying the venomous black water were waves of body-corroding demonic particles and black skulls.
The scale of the attack was imnse—enough to wipe out an entire nation. But to George, it was ineffective.
Everything was blocked by the golden light barrier he had been maintaining on his surface the whole ti.
"Be gone!"
Catzilla George opened his mouth, unleashing a long stream of tricolored flas that incinerated the black water and demonic particles completely.
"Scar of Ti!"
Just as the black mist and particles disappeared, George was struck again.
The attacker was War Empress, who had inherited the divine soul of the God of Ti.
Because George had just focused his power on suppressing Val, the restraining power on the War Empress's sacred sword weakened, giving her the opportunity to strike back.
"Ti magic can be used like this?"
George felt the accumulated damage from past battles all being reapplied to his body at once.
It was a ti-based magic that forcibly reloaded all previously sustained injuries.
"Why isn't it working?"
War Empress was dumbfounded. Though her spell had clearly worked, George only paused for a second and showed no signs of agony—no screaming, no flinching—unlike every other opponent she'd faced.
"Because the injuries from back then are insignificant compared to who I am now."
Sensing her confusion, George casually explained.
Scar of Ti was undeniably powerful. No matter how strong you were, being forced to endure all past injuries at once could be fatal.
But George was a special case. With countless clones and rapid growth through many worlds, his current strength far surpassed his past self.
As a result, injuries that once posed a threat now felt like re tickles.
Even if the magic technically worked, his current regeneration was enough to offset it.
"Since it's a possession-based spell, that divine soul must be inside your body now."
A smirk tugged at George's mouth.
"Spirit Seizure!"
A stream of black qi surged from his paw, completely engulfing the War Empress and forcibly yanked a divine soul infused with powerful temporal energy out of her body.
Spirit Seizure was a mystical technique that could forcibly extract any spirit. The divine soul she'd received was no exception.
In fact, this spell was sothing of a natural counter to the possession-based magic of this world.
Whether you absorbed beasts, magical creatures, demons, or gods, no matter how many you had, Spirit Seizure could rip them all out.
"What a powerful soul—submit!"
After capturing the Ti God's divine soul, George's eyes lit up.
This divine soul's strength was on par with the fear serpent Kuur he had sealed in the Marvel Pri World—definitely worth assimilating.
Opening his blood-red cat mouth wide, he swallowed the divine soul in one gulp, and his magic power surged wildly.
"How can this be?!"
The War Empress returned to normal, her face full of terror.
As a descendant of the Ti God, that divine soul was her family's strongest trump card. Even Zeref could only defeat her, not extract the soul.
And now, it had been eaten!
"Corpse Manifestation… blocked?!"
While the War Empress was attacking, another attacker erged—Nineheart the Corpse Conjurer.
His magic could peer into a target's soul and manifest enemies from their deepest fears.
But the spell failed at the very first step—he couldn't penetrate George's ntal defenses to see into his soul.
"Stop with the petty tricks. A true master stands above with sheer power!"
Seeing all seven previous opponents fall flat, God Serena burst out laughing and launched his attack. He fused eight Dragon Slayer magics into a single strike aid at George.
Magic types like ti, space, assassination, and alchemy were specialized—and easy to counter. But pure destructive power, he believed, was the strongest form of magic.
With all eight Dragon Slayer magics combined, his destructive capacity ranked just below the Empire's Twin Pillars.
"Eight-Dragon Grand Scattering!"
This one blow could easily annihilate an entire nation.
"This is a pain… Super Magic: Fairy Glitter!"
God Serena's spell had indeed gathered massive energy and was terrifyingly powerful. Even George didn't dare take it head-on in his current state.
However, when it ca to pure destructive force, George had a spell even stronger.
A dazzling light pierced the heavens, obliterating Serena's Eight-Dragon Grand Scattering and blasting him into critical condition on the spot.
"Looks like it's ti to wrap this up."
After dealing with God Serena, George saw August and Irene raising their staffs.
He beat them to the punch and activated his ultimate move.
"Super Magic: Fairy Law!"
(End of Chapter)
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