Ankh withdrew the gravity affecting the apes and coldly stated, "Simple-minded creatures..."
Although he had transitioned to a normal life, the tragedies of his past remained vivid in his memory.
Large shadows persisted in Ankh's heart, impossible to erase, causing him to occasionally lose control over the severity of his actions.
[Ankh, I'll teach you a magic.]
Seram's voice echoed briefly.
A cooling sensation washed through Ankh's mind as torrential power seemed to flow through his limbs, gradually converging in his internal organs.
"What is this...? I feel my physique has strengthened again?"
Ankh lifted his hands in astonishment.
Compared to his frail appearance upon first awakening, his body now felt substantially more robust.
[The Divine Power of God Ankhseram—the merged entity we once formed! This is our true power!]
Ankh... Seram... God?
He seemed to recall hearing this forbidden name in his previous life's original storyline.
The legendary deity who governs life and death, capable of cursing the dark mage Zeref into an immortal and indestructible super being... could it actually be the predecessor of both him and Seram?
Ankh gazed at the monkey corpses strewn across the ground before him, the red light in his eyes flickering uncertainly.
In his vision, these corpses seemed to emit a strange black current—subtle, mysterious, yet undeniably powerful.
After a moment of silence, Ankh slowly stepped forward, then suddenly widened his mouth!
The currents rushed into Ankh's mouth as the Death Wave, visible only to him, was devoured like prey and drawn entirely into his stomach.
Patting his belly, Ankh felt an inexplicable sense of satisfaction rising within him.
How intriguing... absorbing this Death Wave actually gave him a feeling of fullness.
The capacity of his Magic Source had slightly expanded, his depleted Magic Power was rapidly replenished, and even his physical constitution had improved marginally.
"If I possess such an ability, why didn't Seram teach me earlier?" Ankh wondered aloud.
Moreover, when he had taken revenge and killed those Dark Guild members before, there had been such vast amounts of Death Wave—thinking about it now, he felt a pang of regret...
[Actually... you and I represent the Life Force and Death Force of God Ankhseram's complete Divine Power. Both forces must maintain balance. Therefore, you must first enhance your physical constitution, which represents vitality. Only when the energies are balanced can I teach you the power representing death.]
Ankh nodded in sudden understanding.
"So that's how it is..."
With his previously frail physique, forcibly receiving this Magic Power saturated with deathly gloom would have shattered his internal organs.
Carefully sensing it, the absorbed Death Wave swirled within his Magic Source—it truly felt different from ordinary Magic Power.
In terms of quality alone, it far surpassed what he had absorbed before.
Spreading his palm, Ankh stared at the black Death Wave rising from it and mused.
"If I'm not mistaken, this power must have other uses, right?"
[Of course. As the Life and Death Forces increasingly merge, you will grow progressively stronger until eventually... even slaying gods single-handedly would require no effort at all!]
Ankh furrowed his brow, looking down at the still-weak Death Wave in his hand, and murmured.
"So this means... it's Magic capable of slaying gods..."
[Taught by a god, transforming your constitution into that of a god, meant to slay gods—it's indeed somewhat similar to the Dragon Slayer magic learned by human ants...]
However, the God Slayer Magic Ankh was learning far surpassed whatever Dragon Slayer magic Natsu had mastered.
Ankh smiled faintly.
His was the genuine God Slayer magic, incomparable to the God Slayer magic used by Zancrow, one of the Seven Kin of Purgatory from Grimoire Heart.
But then, Ankh rubbed his head in frustration.
Though this power was strong, it required a robust physique to control it.
If unleashed excessively, it might spiral out of control...
"Never mind, let's test the power of God Slayer magic first."
Holding his breath and focusing his mind, Ankh slowly exhaled.
His Magic Power depleted rapidly as formidable death energy surged from his lungs, and a dark golden magic circle instantly materialized before his mouth.
"Wrath of the Death God!"
A frenzied and violent force erupted from his mouth, piercing through the magic circle to form a terrifying shockwave, like a black meteor tearing across the sky in an instant.
The ground seemed to tremble in response.
The previously tranquil snowy mountains fell into utter silence, and even the raging blizzard dared not clamor recklessly before the presence of death.
At the endpoint of this roaring impact, a distant peak in the snowy mountain range was directly pierced and obliterated by the immense magic power.
As the deathly magic gradually dissipated, Ankh quickly closed his mouth, though a few strands of Death Wave still leaked unwillingly from between his teeth.
Using God Slayer magic for the first time, he cant precisely control of his Magic Power.
A single roar had drained his body completely...
Patting his stomach with a pained expression, Ankh muttered.
"That was a bit reckless. I feel hungry again..."
[Death God Slayer Magic is somewhat difficult for you to control at your current level. Keep it as a trump card for now.]
Ankh nodded—he understood this well.
Though God Slayer magic was powerful, if his physical body couldn't keep up, he'd be at a disadvantage in a prolonged battle.
For main combat, he still needed to rely on Titan Gravity magic.
Pulling a dry, hard loaf of bread from his bag, Ankh took a bite, stretched lazily, and said.
"Time to report back and collect the reward."
Titan Gravity quickly enveloped Ankh, lifting him slowly into the air.
But just then, a voice echoed across the vast snowfield.
"You there, woman, stop."
Ankh's movement to take off halted abruptly.
He turned around, his crimson eyes gleaming with danger, his voice low and grim.
"What did you just say?"
The person who had called out to him was similar in height and build, perhaps slightly more robust, but entirely concealed in a cloak and heavy clothing, his face obscured.
The man fell silent for a moment, seemingly puzzled by Ankh's anger, and asked.
"An evil, powerful magic energy appeared here just now. Was that you?!"
[What does a feeble human ant know of what power is evil?!]
Ankh smirked disdainfully and replied, "What if it was?"
The man's hidden eyes sharpened as he said, "That kind of magic... Are you from a Dark Guild?"
Ankh, with his eccentric nature, wore a sinister grin and taunted lightly.
"What if I am? What are you going to do about it?"
"Worthless trash who only knows how to run his mouth!"
These past few days, whether at the guild or on the road, Ankh had repeatedly been mistaken for a woman, and his pent-up frustration had reached its limit.
The man's careless remark had completely shattered Ankh's composure, igniting the powder keg that was already on the verge of explosion!
The man's aura instantly turned menacing, like a tiger poised to hunt.
He crouched slightly and growled, "It seems I'll have to teach you a lesson to speak properly."
A golden light flashed as violent waves of lightning erupted around the man.
He charged forward swiftly, raising a massive fist aimed at Ankh's neck.
Ankh's expression darkened as he conjured a magic circle, growling under his breath.
"You want a fight? Bring it on!"
"Gravity Cannon!"
Facing the oncoming assault from Ankh, the man roared, sidestepping to evade the attack while gathering a translucent sphere of light in his palm.
The light sphere was slapped back by Ankh, striking the man's body with immense repulsive and tearing force that shattered his physique, sending his entire body flying backward.
The man failed to react in time, not even letting out a startled cry before Ankh's gravity hurled him straight off the cliff of the snow-capped mountain.
With a frosty expression, Ankh strode to the edge of the precipice, silently gazing into the abyss below.
'You little bastard, I'm not taking your life—consider this a lesson.'
Snorting coldly, Ankh turned to leave with the backpack slung over one shoulder.
But just then, a deep, resonant male voice suddenly rang out from behind.
"Woman, you've truly angered me!"
Hearing this, Ankh's face darkened once again.
'This is never-ending...'
"Open your eyes fucker! I'm a man!"